At every turna challenge – prefer scenicforays, encounterrocky climes – ironic twists,stretching this reluctant soul (Image my own)
Doctoring broken hearts –my own legacy a training ground –like an anesthesiologist I keep the patient breathing,asleep – muted by kindness,unconscious and unable to react. Why? Because lulling others is moreeffective than operating on self –faux obligations such a balm Administer lidocaine to the woundsNumbness preferable to open-heartedinvestigation… no sutures strong enoughto remedy internal bleeding […]
Somehow I knew his mask was porcelain –impossible to hide the soul’s lightreflected in troubled eyes… I played along though,humoured his self-deceptionnodded at assertions of calm Knew that one day the facade would crackthe mask would slip and the rage escape Why I didn’t run; I do not knowMaybe it was recognition –my own countenance […]
Oh!
I can certainly hear the amazing beat here.
Thank you so much for sharing these lovely sky captures with my challenge 🙂
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Always a pleasure, Hammad
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Like an eye, looking out. Beautiful colours.
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Thanks Paul.
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❤️
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Beautiful!
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Thanks!
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So pretty! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊 🙏
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Lovely!
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Thanks 😊
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Pleasure!
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I love these!
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Thanks 😊 🙏
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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