Interminable Nights
by Sumedh Prasad
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.
Comments
Such haunting words and imagery, so perfectly matched. Love the green and the shades and layers of light. Bravo!
Beautiful tones ! Nice shot !
Wow! What a wonderful first impression of this site.
Saw your comment at nochipa’s.
I am so glad I did.
Thanks a lot, everyone!
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!
Thank you so much, that really means a lot to me!
It’s definitely good to be back, though a bit hectic!
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.
wow, what wonderful warm comments, I am flattered through and through! Thank you so much!
Ignorance can be bliss, sometimes..