Friday, November 15, 2013

you know the voice of beauty speaks softly like a soft sound of the bangles, like birds, like colors, like you..

Akhi

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes...

                                            - zahid 


someone keeps on asking me, why i don't paint happy pictures.here is a colorful one where the art doesn't die ? 
yeah, she is my youngest sis, who means a lot,but she is also someone i cant see crying, not at any cost. i wish i can be a better bro to her.all my poetry, art and love stops here.

always best wishes.

                                                                                       - zahid



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