Misha Tanveer:
The windows of my soul I throw, Wide open to the sun.
Misha Tanveer:
Something surreal!
Misha Tanveer:
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
Misha Tanveer:
Of love, of truth, of hope...
Misha Tanveer:
We often unknowingly, twist people to fit our liking. Loving our own reflections that we find in them.
Misha Tanveer:
The colors of my sunset sky.
Misha Tanveer:
Reaching out...
Misha Tanveer:
Unending ranges!
Misha Tanveer:
The majestic sun surrounded by man-made structures
Misha Tanveer:
Twilight.
Misha Tanveer:
Twilight.