BlogHide Resteemsmikletimes (43)in story • 5 years agoBakra Eid.Boy readies lamb for traditional sacrifice. Lamb does not wish to leave the herd so mild force is necessary to push it towards where it needs to be. Many animals are prepped for sacrifice…mikletimes (43)in drugs • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Pills. Happy pills.And we hallucinated all night long.mikletimes (43)in colourfulphotography • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.The ranbow.A tear in the fabric of space, A fear and a manic disgrace, Care not for what has left, Take care of all in place,mikletimes (43)in whalepower • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Turn your screen upside down.Because the grass is always greener on the other side.mikletimes (43)in whalepower • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Photographs: Away with the breezeWhere i live there’s not much to do. A lot of drug addicts in the general vicinity. Apart from that i’ve never gotten along with people much any way. I suppose i like to go about things slowly. I…mikletimes (43)in photography • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Just over the horizonAnd i saw my dreams waiting in the bleeding orange sky across the dark silhouette of the earth’s surface. Turn the world upside down and fall towards the sky.mikletimes (43)in whalepower • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.Poem: CancerWe fight for better days, And hope that we have lost, We fight with blood, Cus we were told that’s what it costs. Slow yourself down, You look so lost, You’ve come around, But images…mikletimes (43)in photograph • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.I like to call this image “Burden”mikletimes (43)in photography • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.The taste of broken dreams.I wonder if someday the sky will turn gray, Lift me up and take me away, Walk on the clouds my soul as i dwell, I wish you all luck, I bid you farewell.mikletimes (43)in poem • 7 years agosteemCreated with Sketch.A poem: I like the shade.Wandering clouds of rain and rust, A day of gloom and tire, I pray for shade, a lightning storm, While burning in the fire,mikletimes (43)in poetry • 7 years agoPrayer: a poemSeldom have there been voices, Who would enjoy your flourishing seed, Respect you for your struggle, Admire each drop you bleed, Shadows linger, patient, silent, Grasp you in their claws…mikletimes (43)in life • 8 years agoThank youThank you so very much for 45 followers. :,) I’m sorry for being inactive so long. Have been very ill.mikletimes (43)in life • 8 years agoDoes a minnow's cry for help matter?I don't know what to say or where to post this. Cutting the story short, I live in Pakistan. Just a normal humble boy living a normal life with my brother, my only sibling. Recently my brother was…mikletimes (43)in whalepower • 8 years agoStory of a high: Bhang!I've always wanted to get high off something I could make myself. Many years sitting unexposed to all the unexploread possibilities, one day I stumble upon a Sindhi cultural beverage's recipie.…mikletimes (43)in whalepower • 8 years agoWanted to share a shoot I did with you guys!Friendship is a beautiful companion in itself! Let's take a look at these photos depicting friendship and some famous quotes by credible people to help the claim of the importance of friendship…mikletimes (43)in photography • 8 years ago14 billion faces.And innocence was tainted when a smile was filled with lies. A happiness fuled by lovers and drugs, hid a million cries. (mikletimes (43)in poetry • 8 years ago"Crippled thoughts of blind." By mikletimesCrippled thoughts of crippled minds, Crows from the city, Going blind , The moon drifts off, The sun! Arise. Bask in the golden glow, And the red of the skies, Before it sets, Stealing light…mikletimes (43)in poetry • 8 years agoGreyscale. A poem!Let me tell you, What life is like, Filtered palette, Greyscale. They try their best, As hard as they can, They never win, They always fail. Let me tell you, What life is like, Filtered…mikletimes (43)in photography • 8 years agoThrough the valley of the unknown, pass the unknowing.I saw before me, obstacles and danger. I didn't want to go in all honesty. It was too cold or slippery or whatever other excuses my mind could make up. But my heart had already grown weary. Of…mikletimes (43)in openmic • 8 years agoOpenmic week 38- Alibi by mikletimesJust weird and shy little minnow singing his heart out with lyrics he wrote. I hope you like it.
