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Caught

 

Behind my mirror ..

 

Behind this mirror

in my room, is your hiding place

I know,

when I look to my eyes

I am really seeing you ..

 

I know the names of your tears

coz I shed them with you

and I know when you

are laughing and smiling

coz my lips are brimful too

 

Do you feel me

I am just few inches or nearer

Believe me I feel your warmth

in me when I yearn and

touch the coldness of this mirror

 

 

I know you hear me

when I talk to you .. all the time ..

and when I miss your voice

I put my ear and heed

and I can hear you .. talk and rhyme ..

 

And I can always write to you

When all I have to do

is fog the mirror

and draw a heart

that I can see you .. through ..

 

and I know .. down deep in my sole

– and my mirror knows it too-

that you love me

Coz I love you

a million times more ..

 

TarekOfCairo

Piere 39 … San Francisco

 

I always struggle to discard color… but its  the most brilliant colorful photo that give the best black and white .. suddenly you wish life was black and white …

San Francisco : A fresh look at the Golden Gate bridge

A different look

I took the double decker Hop On Hop Off bus heading to the most celebrated touristic attraction in the San Francisco, the Golden Gate. I stood there trying not to take a picture everyone is taking or took… everyone was looking in one direction except for this proud metal guy …