Nausher Nash Banaji Photography

She said when you turn the corner
You will no longer see
You’ll be loved or you’ll be hated
For your words and for your dreams
There is a vein for silver, and a place for gold
Iron out of earth, and brass out of stone
Darkness oozes shadows onto her skin
In her hands she measures the weight of the wind
There is a stranger in my head screaming naked in the rain
My mind is clear but my soul is insane- Nausher