Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Twinge



A wounded sun burns forlornly through the smoky haze.
The war-wounds of gray-haired soldiers are aching still.

2 comments:

Elisabeth said...

The legacy of war lives on forever. This is a powerful image, Nazia - the glow of the sun, the palm trees and the grey border - all magnificent. Thanks.

Nazia Mallick said...

Thanks Elisabeth

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