|Birds. Sun. Sky.|
Dreaming of Pomegranatesa morbid fantasy, beyond the boring windows of my school, the wooden panes, the frost on the other side of my trickling window. The snapdragon you planted in my heart on the darkest day of Winter.Dreaming of Pomegranates by ArshLatif
That night I saw truth naked and bare. She [you] was holiness above and beyond what all religions offer.
The warm covers we slept under, miles away from anything civil. We dismissed the world, and whispered intermittently about it after lovemaking.
|Most of my pictures are black and white. I like how it brings out the soul of the subject.|
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I have a stark interest in photography, philosophy, and poetry.|
Current Residence: Kurdistan.
Favourite genre of music: Classical.
Favourite style of art: Black and white, vintage, HDR.
Operating System: Mac OSX.
MP3 player of choice: Ipod shuffle.
Wallpaper of choice: The holy Innocents, the Potato Eaters.
Favorite piece of mine: C'est La Vie
Favorite book: T.S. Eliot's complete works.
Favorite writer/novelist: J.R.R. Tolkien.
Favorite Anime Characters: Naruto, Neji, Shikamaru, Kakashi Hatake, Kabuto, Sasuke and Itachi.
Friends on DA: Azheen Fuad, Ahmed Agha, Mustafa Khayat.