Surrendering Self-Control To Submissive Sky

I surrender self control

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Another impossibly beautiful variation of colors in the magical dusk sensually revealing its incredibly breathtaking charms to me leaves me breathless as I surrender self control to savor its total submission on the planet sized canvas sheet of the heavenly sky. – Imran Anwar

My Sea Of Love – IMRAN™

Come Let’s All Melt As One
Into A Flowing Sea,
My Sea Of Love.

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Magical Dusk Seduces Me 
With Sweet Surrenders Tonight, 
As I Gaze Far Out, 
To Intense And Deep
Long Coming Tomorrows, 
And They All Promise 
Even Deeper Submission,
Ever Bolder Embrace 
Of My Every Wild Dream, 
Demand And Mad Desire. 
Come, Come, You All, 
My Beautiful Mermaids, 
My Stunning Angels, 
Place Your Hands
Into Mine,
And Your Hearts
Next To Mine.
Seize The Day, 
Embrace The Night, 
Hold On Tight, 
Come All The Way,
Into Loving Reality,
From Lusty Fantasy,
Hot Like The Fiery Sky,
And Glowing Stars Above,
Come Let’s All Melt As One
Into A Flowing Sea,
My Sea Of Love. 

– Imran Anwar
May 7, 2014
Apollo Beach FL
© 2014

 
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Can’t Ration Passion – IMRAN™

Live, with passion. Love, with passion.
Desire, with passion. Lust, with passion.

I experienced something on Sunday that reminded me of the tenuousness of life. As Pakistan and its youth prepare to celebrate Independence Day, and as my friends, family and beloveds presence in my life shows me how blessed I am, here’s  something I whipped v0.1 together to remind you….

Can’t Ration Passion
by Imran Anwar

Live, with passion. Love, with passion.
Desire, with passion. Lust, with passion.
Dream, with passion. Pursue, with passion.
Rebel, with passion. March, with passion.
Freedom, with passion. Devotion, with passion.
Achieve, with passion. Sacrifice, with passion.
Until it is time to Die, with passion!

Live long, play hard, love madly, die happy! …. Can’t Ration Passion!

The Young Woman And The Sea – IMRAN™

As you, gentle readers, dear friends, lovers old, new and future, read these words, just know, your most difficult, arduous, lonely journey is shared with me. It is shared by those you love, loved and will love. We may not be on the same part of the road, or hitting the same bumps at the same exact time, but, sooner or later, our paths will cross. I will take your hand, and be there for you. I promise.

One day, you will look back on the cold stormy nights and know that you did make it… because….

The Young Woman And The Sea - IMRAN™ by ImranAnwar

You Belong To The City by Glenn Frey is not just an inspired, amazing, timeless, poetic and rocking work of musical art, it is a song that, at one time or another, resonates with all of us as we pass through the stages in the play we call life. The song is even more special to me. It is one of the select songs I consider the soundtrack of my life.

It was thus ironic how quickly it came to mind when I met an old young beautiful intimate beloved friend, from recent years past, for an unexpected dinner and evening together. I had been planning to go to Smith Point beach to catch what was sure to be a beautiful sunset and dusk, when we connected on the phone after a very long time. So, we ended up going there together, a place we had last been several years ago, together, and with another love past and gone.

She, always patient, loving and caring, waited while I captured photos of the setting sun with my new Apple iPhone 4S. Not knowing I was watching her, she stood atop the forlorn log that had made the sands of Long Island its temporary home. And, I saw a moment that was as magical as it was timeless.

The Young Woman And The Sea, I said to myself as I clicked.

The wide angle view from an external lens I was testing on my new iPhone, the moment, the lighting, the log, the way the sun reflected on her golden tresses from the right, and the incredible way the tide had made the sand flow in the shape of angel wings around the log she stood on, I saw a timeless and absolutely unique moment in time…. a surreal almost masterpiece-like painting of life, accidentally brought to life, etched into memory, and now captured for the ages, by a mere cell phone camera.

I quickly snapped this photo and, later, at home, as I imported it into iPhoto, something struck a powerful chord….

We had been going through amazingly tumultuous and yet interesting and wonderful times in our respective lives when we last met and shared many wonderful experiences. And, as time, life, circumstances, people, events and fate dealt their hands, their blows, their stabs, it meant we continued our separate, still event-filled, surreal, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, journeys through life, until we got together again tonight. As these thoughts passed through my mind, in my ears Glenn’s voice rang out truly, how “So much has happened, but nothing has changed”.

As I pasted the lyrics to that wonderful song below for your pleasure, I could not resist but tweak some of the words (I hope the Text shows how I replaced some of the words {strike-through font} with ones even more suited to this moment {shown in bold}).

As you, gentle readers, dear friends, lovers old, new and future, read these words, just know, your most difficult, arduous, lonely journey is shared with me. It is shared by those you love, loved and will love. We may not be on the same part of the road, or hitting the same bumps at the same exact time, but, sooner or later, our paths will cross. I will take your hand, and be there for you. I promise.

One day, you will look back on the cold stormy nights and know that you did make it… because….

You Belong To The City

The sun goes down
The night rolls in
You can feel it starting all over again
The moon comes up
And the music ocean calls
You’re getting tired of staring at the same four walls
You’re out of your room
And down on the street beach
Moving through the crowds sand through the midnight heat winter freeze
The traffic ocean roars
And the sirens seagulls scream
You look at the faces waves, its just like a dream

Nobody know where you’re going
Nobody cares where you’ve been

‘Cause you belong to the city
You belong to the night
Living in a river of darkness, beneath the neon moon light
You were borne in on the city sea-tree
Concrete Sand under your feet
It’s in your blood, its in your moves
You’re a woman of the street beach

When you said goodbye
You were on the run
Tryin’ to get away from the things you’d done
Now you’re back again
And you’re feeling strange
So much has happened, but nothing has changed

You still don’t know where you’re going
You’re still just a face in the crowd

‘Cause you belong to the city

You can feel it
You can taste it
You can see it
You can face it
You can hear it
You’re getting near it
You want to make it
‘Cause you can take it.

You belong to the city
You were borne in on the city sea-tree!

Original lyrics © Glenn Frey
Photo, prose, and this work © 2011 IMRAN
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Joy Of Flight (Even On A Cloudy Day) – IMRAN™

Cloudy, dull, a chilly day;
No reason not to fly away.
Runway lined with aviators,
Modern airborne gladiators.

Throttle Full, Rudder Right,
No traffic in my line of sight.
Total calm, no fear, no fright,
My spirit already taking flight.

Engine roars, rushing airflow,
Defeating gravity, Here I Go!
Farewell ground, Hello sky,
Joy of flight makes me cry!

– Imran Anwar

iPhoetry: Tapped on an iPhone sitting in a small airplane pilot seat

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Mother Of Exiles, By The Golden Doors

Mother Of Exiles, By The Golden Doors - IMRAN™

Mother Of Exiles, By The Golden Doors
By Imran Anwar

The Statute of Liberty, in New York, is one of the best recognized symbols in the world. Less known are the full words of the poem found there. See it larger.

On a heavily clouded day in Manhattan, the often blue sky filled with shades of gray was burdened with the weight of a golden red sunset they were trying to conceal.

The light was the worst it could be for a great traditional photograph. But, as I caught the patina of Lady Liberty through the architectural frame painted Gold by the falling sun….. it provided the perfect backdrop for me to remember, and share, the words that hold so true today, and forever.

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

© 2009 IMRAN
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Grains Of Sand In The Sky

Grains Of Sand In The Sky

by Imran Anwar

(Dedicated on August 21-22, 2009,
To the memory of my beloved father, Anwar-uud-din.
Born Aug 22, 1931 he left us December 21, 2008)

Over the waves’ mighty roar
On a weather beaten shore
Sounds of pebbles and rocks I find
The tides of time that eternally grind

At first, I defiantly bravely stand
Before long humbly kneel in sand
Here I stand on an infinite brink
Near knowledge of a magical link

The ripples sing an endless refrain
Remember, Every fine sandy grain
Does an amazing secret nurse
It too is center of the universe

Under feet on a sandy beach
From far beyond its tiny reach
It too feels a tug from eons afar
Its tiny core yearns to be a star.

On the edge of the wavy bay
At the end of the shiny day
I look up at the darkening sky
Where stars live and meteors die

At this eternal moment in time
No timeless words, no rhyme
No complex grand theory of chaos
Explain a simple truth of cosmos

I realize it’s so very true
Nothing even the Sun can do
To any way stop or stall
The certainty of nightfall

Darkness around, near and far
Defied by a single shining star
A turning, blinking distant firefly
A burning grain of sand in the sky!

© 2009 IMRAN

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