Confined

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From the moment the words left his lips, she began to doubt him. With every fragment of her being and from the very core of her existence, she refused to believe that what he said could be real. But no matter how much she tried, she could not escape the unmistakable reflection of truth in his eyes.

His words all but brushed over her but the intense pull of his eyes continued to hold her captive.

They portrayed the essence of his feelings; the agony, the love, the yearning, the fear and above all his utter faith and trust in her.  They were the very mirrors to his soul.

Like magnets they pulled her towards them, unyielding and unwilling to let go. She saw a reflection of herself in their very midst, mockingly daring her to look away. With each second that ticked by she felt herself drawn in by his powerful gaze and somewhere deep down she finally acknowledged her helplessness…

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Shackled

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

From behind the fence of barbed wire he watches the sky as the sun slowly begins to set, ending with it another long tiring day. He rubs his once soft hands, now coarse and hard due to manual work,over his face and tired eyes.Somewhere in the distance, the young street kids bring their ball game to an end as the street lights switch on, brightening the dusky sky with their fluorescent glow.

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

He takes a deep breath, his face a mask of concentration as he watches the skyline, noticing the rapidly darkening sky and the beautiful shifting of the clouds illuminated by the setting sun. Day after day he watches the setting sun, awed by the beauty of colours splashed across the purpley-blue sky.

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

Despite his calm exterior and unreadable eyes, a storm rages deep within him. A torrent of emotions kept buried deep within him always so strongly bound, now threaten to break loose. He keeps his eyes transfixed on the skyline.  The rapidly falling temperature and the shadowy patches depict the arrival of the night.

A gust of desert wind blows, forcing him to close his eyes against the dust and sand. It blows over him and his thudding heart, causing him to shudder as the well of deeply buried emotions pushes itself to the surface.

He feels gagged by the pressure, his throat constricts as he gulps down unshed tears. He lifts his eyes so full of anguish,once again to the barbed fence and can’t help but notice the irony. He feels shackled. Tied up and bound by a distance so long, a time so precarious and a soul so lonesome.

Desolation slowly begins to seep through him.

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE

Photo credits:Sharjeel Nasir, Location: UAE