Munib Asad Malik:
The only way you could be more beautiful is if you were in my arms.
Munib Asad Malik:
I'd save my sunshine to charm that darkness around your heart.
Munib Asad Malik:
She was dangerous. You knew if you let her in your mind, let her in your heart, you'd go through the gates of hell for just one more taste of her magic.
Munib Asad Malik:
Last night, I asked the stars to bring you to me.
Munib Asad Malik:
Enlightment
Munib Asad Malik:
She’s just another sad thing, trying to look happy. So is He.
Munib Asad Malik:
I want to bottle that feeling we have just before we drift off to sleep, that tender forfeit to the unknown, the faith we put into playing dead.
Munib Asad Malik:
I think about the fire in your eyes and how you're still burning somewhere inside me.
Munib Asad Malik:
He said to Her, I want to share my today, tomorrow and my forever with you by my side.
Munib Asad Malik:
Chillas, Gilgit, Pakistan.
Munib Asad Malik:
She cries in the dark so that She can see her tears fall and break into stars so that He can be guided Home to.
Munib Asad Malik:
Naltar Valley, Pakistan
Munib Asad Malik:
Prayers
Munib Asad Malik:
Naltar Valley, Pakistan
Munib Asad Malik:
Shadows of Past
Munib Asad Malik:
She had walls built around Her, He found a hidden door and walked straight to her heart.
Munib Asad Malik:
The power of the simplicity, the way her eyes can tell you all the stories you've been dying to hear, how her laugh can soothe your tired soul.
Munib Asad Malik:
The beauty of mermaids wasn't that they seduced sailors to love them, but to drown them to protect the ocean.
Munib Asad Malik:
If I could see the music, it would all just look like You.
Munib Asad Malik:
Somewhere near Babusar Top, Pakistan.
Munib Asad Malik:
Let's make love, memories and Magic 💫
Munib Asad Malik:
COMSATS CS Departement
Munib Asad Malik:
She kissed Him hard, until the stars blushed, the earth shook, and time itself stopped.
Munib Asad Malik:
Dreamt about a burning village, and a dancing little demon.
Munib Asad Malik:
You’ve got me in some kind of spell.
Munib Asad Malik:
Tree
Munib Asad Malik:
Faisal Mosque, Islamabad, Pakistan
Munib Asad Malik:
Khunjrab Pass (Pak-China Border), Gilgit, Pakistan.
Munib Asad Malik:
The most painful tears are not the ones that fall from your eyes and cover your face . It’s the ones that fall from your heart and cover your soul.
Munib Asad Malik:
Lost somewhere, Between the moon and stars, And not wanting to be found.
