Nikon's desire of getting WET
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Isolation
What's the point in all this screaming, no one's listening anyway
What's the point of all this care, when no one cares for you
But I want someone to know me,
Maybe tell me who I am..
Because all am left with is ISOLATION...
nothing more, nothing less then this...
Photography & Poetry © Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
A Bulb
Faith sees a beautiful blossom in a bulb,
a lovely garden in a seed,
and a giant oak in an acorn.
While I see ,
A spark
A smooth flicker
A moment to remember
A high surge of light which reveals path to those who wish to see...
While i spread the darkness;
trying to gulp the light of this eminent source.
A gleaming orb,
crafted from glass smother
than the broken heart
which wishes to illuminate me...
But after all,
it's me...
Who waits, sighs,
and forgets...
Photography & Poetry © Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
