Sunday, 26 March 2017

Tuesday, 21 March 2017

Midnight Love

Watching the moon at midnight
Solitary, mid - sky,
I could feel her presence.
Struggling its way through the sheet of clouds
to put light upon the Earth's surface,
I could feel her smile,
that brightened her beautiful face.
Cold strong winds getting wilder,
I could feel her breath losing its pace.
With thunders and lightening, striking against the ground,
I could hear God's voice saying:
That yes, she is missing me
Yes! She is missing me.. <3

Whooshing dawn

And so this whooshing pigeon surprised the lens of my eye and transformed sun rays into the wings of fire with the flow of its goodness 🌅🕊 😍📸❤

Monday, 20 March 2017

Colors of Life

- A Small Theory -

"People observe colors of a day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me its quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud -  spat blues, smoky darknesses. In my line of work, I make it a point to notice them."

- The Book Thief