Come, my loves, be mine, at sunset, where fantasy becomes reality, and reality becomes you, and you become mine.
Lovers Cry Out In Unison At Dusk, As Pelican At Singing Sunset Hovers Like Humming Birds – IMRAN™
Sunsets sometimes sing silently, as flapping pelicans in a chorus hover across the crescendos of red and gold clouds,. The dusk settles into its gentle chorus, singing a sweet lullaby of love and passion, odes to dreams and desires, unloading beams of lights and hard shafts of shadows, as the sultry night serenades the hot sun, and the wetness of Tampa Bay is coated in the hues of solitude, soaking in the whiteness of life into the blend of ecstasy, Come, my loves, be mine, at sunset, where fantasy becomes reality, and reality becomes you, and you become mine.
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I had made this trip to Germany EXACTLY 25 Years after my first visit there.
Thanks to my beautiful beloved companion Shasha for the many awesome photos she took of me during our amazing time together in Berlin, Germany, five years ago.
She took this candid photo by calling out to me as I was going up a staircase to see if this place was worth exploring. I had made this trip to Germany EXACTLY 25 Years after my first visit there.
© 2017 IMRAN™
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Who wants to come for a test drive?
I’ll be honest, though my Dad loved British cars in Pakistan, until he finally got used to the reliability and quality of Honda vehicles, but I have never been a fan of them.
I never liked the classic Rolls-Royce Motor Cars regardless of how much class they were supposed to exude. I disliked them even more when BMW bought the RR brand and made them into brutish, more monstrous than sophisticated, tanks, which, in recent years were being sold in such ugly garish colors that only a hoodlum rapper on LSD (does THAT drug even exist anymore, or was that taken over by some other company too LOL) and a love of shiny disco balls would love.
But, seeing this newest model, I have to say, when I am ready for 4-5 luxury cars, I would consider having this particular model among a Mercedes Maybach / S600/ S65 AMG, Ferrari, Lamborghini, and possibly one of those Danish supercars.
Though I am not a fan of the rear-swinging doors, this is a great photo and color scheme.
Who wants to come for a test drive?
Every time I used to bid adieu to my father I always soaked it all in; time and feelings, sights and sounds, love and lifelong bond. One never knows when it is the last time you meet a loved one.
I was somewhat apprehensive about being a student pilot with someone who had just become an instructor himself. But what a great thing it turned out to be.
The same day that is Thomas Jefferson’s birthday, April 13, is also known as National Scrabble Day.
Sometimes birds can fly away, and even return. You can take them back, protect and nurture them again, the best you can. But sometimes you may not have the time or ability to give them all they need. Or, if they show that is not enough, sometimes setting them free is the best way to show your love and kindness.
Even though none of my family members are here in the United States with me, this photo taken 21 years ago at our blessed home in Lahore, Pakistan, is a great reminder of what is important in life.
Paris is among my favorite citieis in the world. Those include my American hometown New York City, Berlin in Germany, Paris in France as well as my original hometowns of Lahore and Karachi, Pakistan.
Molière, was born nearly 400 years ago, on 15 January 1622.
The photo title is derived from the famous book by Ayn Rand, but the reason I walked many miles to get to this place, Fontaine Molière, on Rue Thérèse, with my companion during our trip to Paris, France, was to salute another even bigger literary giant.
Jean-Baptiste Poquelin, better known as Molière, was born nearly 400 years ago, on 15 January 1622. He was a French playwright, comedian, writer and actor who is considered to be one of the greatest masters of comedy in Western literature.
He was loved by the French King Louis XIV, but was hated by the Church for his ridiculing the hypocrites ruling religion. He died on 17 February 1673, a few hours after doing a performance of his final play, ironically, about a hypochondriac.
His works, and his legacy, live on for the ages.
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