Interminable Nights


I walk through streets empty of humans but full of life. Fog that doesn’t let you see what lies ahead – making sure that the future is a faded song – rooting you in the here and now entirely. And here and now is this emptiness within oneself. Here and now I wait, but she is nowhere to be seen.

There are 9 comments in this article:

  1. 01/20/2010bluechameleon says:

    Such haunting words and imagery, so perfectly matched. Love the green and the shades and layers of light. Bravo!

  2. 01/21/2010Celine says:

    Beautiful tones ! Nice shot !

  3. 01/21/2010opoetoo says:

    Wow! What a wonderful first impression of this site.
    Saw your comment at nochipa’s.
    I am so glad I did.

  4. 01/21/2010Sumedh Prasad says:

    Thanks a lot, everyone! :)

  5. 01/22/2010Montucky says:

    You have done such a nice job with the fog in this, Sumedh! It’s so good to see you back active with your blog again! Tonight I caught up a bit with your posts and must express my admiration for your photography and appreciation for your thoughts. Please keep it up, my friend!

  6. 01/22/2010Sumedh Prasad says:

    Thank you so much, that really means a lot to me! :) It’s definitely good to be back, though a bit hectic!

  7. 01/23/2010nochipa says:

    this…is amazing.

    both the photography and the words. just to gaze at it brings peace and the desire to never leave this still place and in my mind, i can hear the birds that surely live in the trees…beautiful work. i’m an official fan.

  8. 01/23/2010Sumedh Prasad says:

    wow, what wonderful warm comments, I am flattered through and through! Thank you so much!

  9. 02/25/2010raghu says:

    Ignorance can be bliss, sometimes..

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