Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Monday, January 2, 2012

A Photo worth sharing !

Behold the city!
The towering edifices
proud, as the light comes,
the colours of the day rolled into one
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
The lights dim
The colours fade
The darkness comes

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

Saturday, November 19, 2011

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 )

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

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..

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