As the Day goes by...

Smile..

El amor tiene sus propias maneras ...

A Photo worth sharing !

Sunset

Behold the city!

The towering edifices

proud, as the light comes,

the colours of the day rolled into one

condensed,

reduced

The buildings are alive,

the shops, the houses, the markets, the squares

Their details exquisite in orange lights

The shadows draw long

The production closes

Applause

The lights dim

The colours fade

The darkness comes

Night.

(I am in love with this picture by Imran Shakeel )

From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy Life was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view.  ( Poem by Edger Allan Poe )

A thousand true loves will live and die
But a dream lives on forever
The days and the years will go streaking by
But the time has stopped in my dream..