An old paper plane
Down on the road
Dusty and battered
The flying days
Were long gone
What happened
To the dreams
And those desires
Which it carried
On its tiny wings
And took off
Beyond the boundaries
Of life’s normality
No More Flying
An old paper plane
Down on the road
Dusty and battered
The flying days
Were long gone
What happened
To the dreams
And those desires
Which it carried
On its tiny wings
And took off
Beyond the boundaries
Of life’s normality
Inspired by Photography
this & that
~wandering through life in my time machine...you never know where it will stop next~
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Words are to be lifted from the soul! Photograph’s are memories of the heart yet to unfold! Let’s begin!
LETTERS to TIME PASSING
Capturing the beauty of God's creation through the lens of a camera
Everybody has a story. Here's a little of mine.
Blog of Hammad Rais 
We dream because we can.
It is upto the Almighty to fulfill our dreams.
Ofcourse one should also make efforts
Enjoyed the poetry bro
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I can’t agree more with you. Thank you very much for liking this 🙂
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Love!
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Thank you 🙂
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Moving!!
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Welcome!!
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