Amidst sky hues,
Setting suns, misty blues,
Silences lapsing into eternities, infinities;
Our poetry calls us to listen.
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Took this on my return route from Nathiagali, Pakistan. Got inspired by the daily post’s challenge to share it because this trip meant all sorts of magic to me.
(This week’s horizon makes me want to show it again. I feel a connection with this one.)
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She is love♥
💙💙💙
Thank you!!
My pleasure ♥
Lovely imagery, Ria. Well done.
Cheers,
Frank
Thank you so much, Frank! I am so glad you liked it.
Oh my God that photo. What place is it? Naaran?
The poem is short and darn sweet and exactly like an idyll! I love it ❤ as I love you. But I love you more.
Oh. Nathiagali return route. Sorry. I read that abhi :p
Haha yar you so nice. Thank you, thank you! ❤
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Introducing, awesomesauce Maria Imran. And her amazing photography along with an equally amazing piece of poetry! I could almost breathe in Nathiagali.
It means a lot and you know that.
– kachi canary x
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Lovely, both the photo and the lines. Looking at the picture gives us a soothing feeling.
Thank you! 🙂 I felt (and still feel) the same about that view. It was soothing indeed.
🙂 thumbs up
Loving the photography!❤
Thank you!! ❤
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Omg
The photo and the poem ❤❤
^_^ :’)