Shehzad Ali
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Mountain View Cabin –
Whispers in the Mountains by shehzad ali The mountains rose like sleeping giants against the sky, their peaks veiled in a blush of evening mist. Aisha rolled down the window as their car wound up the narrow road, letting the cool pine-scented air brush against her face. Next to her, Hamza smiled. “Feels like we’re driving into another world,” he said, his hand resting gently over hers.
By Shehzad Ali3 months ago in Poets
THE SOUND OF THE LANTERNS
🌾 "The Sound of the Lanterns"by [shehzad ali] In the village of Marul, time moved differently. Mornings began not with alarms, but with the soft cooing of pigeons and the clatter of brass pots against stone. A breeze always drifted through the neem trees, shaking sunlight through their leaves like flickers of fire. Children chased goats in the narrow lanes, women sat under awnings peeling garlic into great copper bowls, and the air smelled like earth, spice, and firewood.
By Shehzad Ali3 months ago in Art
“The Museum of Forgotten Smells”
The Museum of Forgotten Smells by[shehzad ali] They say the nose never forgets, but memory is treacherous, a slippery custodian that drops the most precious things. So, somewhere beyond the limits of maps and clocks, someone built a museum for what we’ve lost—the Museum of Forgotten Smells.
By Shehzad Ali4 months ago in Poets
