Life
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The Quiet Path Beneath the Autumn Sun
I walked beneath the quiet blaze of autumn at Jardin Botanique de Montréal, where light, color, and earth gathered in gentle harmony. The forest asked for nothing. The path simply welcomed each step, and I raised my camera in gratitude for a beauty that lives without question. Continue reading
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The Rain’s Quiet Symphony: Reflections on a Friday Afternoon
In the gentle persistence of a Friday rain, the world slows, inviting introspection. This piece captures the meditative rhythm of soft rain, its connection to time’s hesitant passage, and the soothing act of playing guitar by the window. A reflection on stillness, simplicity, and the harmonies of nature and thought. Continue reading
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Through Time’s Veil
To realms where time’s true nature is laid bare, I yearn to flee the now, to future’s fold. A path through veils of mist, a window seen, To glimpse the strands of life yet intertwined, And witness futures by the stars designed, A realm where dreams and specters do compare. Continue reading
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The Ferris Wheel of Fate
This sonnet delves into the human experience through the metaphor of a Ferris wheel, representing destiny’s cyclical nature. It contrasts our soaring ambitions against the grounding reality of earthly existence. As we reach for the heavens, we are reminded of our transient joys and inevitable return to earth’s embrace. Continue reading
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From Snow to Slush: A Winter’s Day Indoors
Upon this morn, a blanket white and pure,Did softly lay upon the world outside.Within my home, I worked, my heart secure,While snowflakes danced, in waltzes, far and wide. The hearth was warm, the light was soft and low,As fingers flew on keys, in steady streams.Outside the glass, a wintry, gleaming show,Inside, a haven for my Continue reading
Shayan Afzal 