©️ Written by Saadat Ali Khan Nuhani Could the life be a breath: Centuries ago restrained, That mighty painful breath, Might have been exhaled. Pain of life could be endgame, A journey like, come and go, Like a straw, without a name, Ne ocean waving, ebb and flow. Ocean of life can navigate, Soul is hovering anchorage, Almond eyed, dear soul mate, Memories nibbling mighty sage. Voice of my princess dame, Asks to write her second name. Snapshot below, taken by Saadat Ali Khan Nuhani at "Chhanjal Ghat"...