Lovers Cry Out In Unison At Dusk, As Pelican At Singing Sunset Hovers Like Humming Birds – IMRAN™

Come, my loves, be mine, at sunset, where fantasy becomes reality, and reality becomes you, and you become mine.

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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.

© 2018 IMRAN™

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Piece Of Fish & Peace On Earth – IMRAN™

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They talk about breaking bread to get closer to people. I’m just a big fan of bread, except a few types, like Naan, Poori, some Parathaa, croissants, and such. But I’m more than happy to partake in a meal that’s got no bread, but plenty to munch on. In this case, what better way to mark a wish for peace on earth than by having pieces of fish from the ocean. A Muslim American, out feeling alive racing my motorcycle in the dead of winter, on the eve of a holiday important to Christians, having a traditional meal of Buddhist and other-religion celebrating nations. Enjoy the 3D View that almost makes you want to grab a piece. Peace!

© 2018 IMRAN™

PS Check out the different 3D effect here. http://www.facebook.com/134701029880230/posts/2568639493153026/ Which one do you like better?

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FowERotica: Flower Erotica – IMRAN™

The aroused engorged green probing parting pushing penetrating the tender pinkish petals opening as a purple nub yearns to be brought to ecstasy…

FowERotica: Flower Erotica - IMRAN™

This gorgeous #Florida #flowers photo was just too good not to post. Yes you do have a dirty mind 🙂  … because beautiful flowers do grow in the dirt. Yes it does look like some sort of X-rated inter-“racial” intimacy. How beautiful is that! What can be more beautiful than chocolate covering vanilla and filling it with cream? 🙂 LOL The aroused engorged green probing parting pushing penetrating the tender pinkish petals opening as a purple nub yearns to be brought to ecstasy. Hey, I don’t know what you’re thinking. I’m describing two potted plants here! OK OK, so I saw the plants and had the idea, so I did move the plants a little bit closer at the Home Depot. 🙂 Sort of like doing an intimate photo shoot in a public place. 🙂 🙂

© 2015 IMRAN

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

Happy Mother’s Day, Half Century Ago, Today And Forever – IMRAN™

One day the number of years that you have been gone will exceed the number of days I was blessed with your love, your presence, your prayers in every aspect of my life.

 

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My Late Mother And I, Happy Mother’s Day, A Half Century Ago, Captured By My Late Father. —

Beloved Ami Jan, as you look down from your place in heaven, on this and every Mother’s Day, please know that every day that has passed since you left too soon 22 years ago has been a day devoted to loving, missing and remembering you.

One day the number of years that you have been gone will exceed the number of days I was blessed with your love, your presence, your prayers in every aspect of my life.

But I promise you my love for you will continue to flow even more deeply in my soul and the tears that roll down my cheeks as I write these lines that have never let up, never dried, will mark the passing of all the days I have yearned for you to somehow be back, even if it meant exchanging the remaining days of my life for you to have a chance to live again.

Happy Mother’s Day, Ami, will be when God wills for me to walk up to you in the afterlife, and say, I am your son, and I hope I lived a life that was worthy of having been your son. I love you, forever and beyond, Ami.


Imran
Mother’s Day 2014
Apollo Beach

Snow Falling On (Out)Siders – IMRAN™

So, hold my hand, and know, no matter how slippery, dark, dangerous and twisted the path, every step will be an adventure to savor, and every mile will be a destination to celebrate along the way…

 

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Snow Falling On (Out)Siders.

Much that I would love to be in Florida when New York is facing blizzards, I also choose to savor whatever life offers. 

Whether a twist of fate or a turn of luck, a change of seasons or changes in people.

I choose to believe in celebrating the unique experiences, good and bad, of my life, knowing, just like no two snowflakes falling on me right now are alike, no one else could have lived my life, and savored it the way God created it uniquely, exclusively for me, if I did not take the good with the bad. 

That is why I do not forever dwell on the storms I faced, but cherish surviving them stronger than before.

I will not cry for something lost or tossed aside, but I will celebrate something new found in something old and abandoned. 

I will, God willing, always choose, and believe, that my wildest dreams are not even a fraction of what God will bless me with, no matter what rain, or hail, or sleet, or snow falls on my path of life. 

The journey is the reward, no matter what final destination God blesses me to get to.

So, hold my hand, and know, no matter how slippery, dark, dangerous and twisted the path, every step will be an adventure to savor, and every mile will be a destination to celebrate along the way… 

Come with me… 

Imran Anwar
Long Island, NY
9 February 2014

Fiery Red Blue Sky Turns Blue Water Liquid Gold – IMRAN™

Unedited iPhone 4S photo taken across from my blessed home at sunset, as the only other mariner out there also heads home.

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There’s nothing that makes my spirits soar than flying over ocean beaches and yachting havens, in, under and through blue skies… except yachting and sailing in New York even in mid-December, under fiery red skies turning the cold calm Great South Bay waters beneath me bubbling hot liquid Gold. Unedited iPhone 4S photo taken across from my blessed home at sunset, as the only other mariner out there also heads home.

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