Good Day to you my dear kind fellows. Until now I am sure you know what kind of person I am. I came to this world mostly to cherish God s art. It’s so much in abundance that I don’t have even that much time and energy.πŸ’“πŸ₯ΊπŸ₯°πŸ™β€οΈπŸ’•πŸ’—

Anyway here is my Delicate miss Moth. She came to my living room. I took her photo session. I promised to write a nice description about her Muslin gown.

Her amazing gown is made by Almighty Himself. So it’s well fitted, perfect for all seasons, washable, air dry, self cleaned and all that.

What about the designing. Ok I describe from inside out. The body of moth is bright orange. So accordingly her inner layer of gown is wrinkled and pleated like a lingerie. The outer layer is even more delicate and lighter in color tone.

Her gown has inky print, with delicate black streaks with black leafy dots. Enough now. Thanks for reading.πŸ’“πŸ₯°πŸ™β€οΈπŸ’•πŸ’—


What a lovely cow I have

She is sporty and naive

Her dear name is Molly

Why does mama calls her jolly?

Her squishy tail is way too long

But legs are short and strong

She dozes and yawns

Then sleeps at dawns

My cats are frightened by her “Moo “

Molly says ” send them to a zoo”

She gets mad and speaks louder

Poor cats shriek and meow harder

She then chases all my little chicks

Butts them with her head and strikes with a horn

My dog wonders, why was Molly even born

When it’s time for her grub

Plenty she wants also with a rub

Then she tries to squat and bow

She forgets that she is a cow

Her best friends are squirrels

With whom she dances and twirls

People who assume her vain and naughty

I call them sure shot haughty

When Molly gets furious at her shadow

She dashes blindly and stops at a meadow

Whoever has a life simple and bland

Must buy a cow and withstand

Sunday, August 14 th, 2022

Poem by Ruqia Ismat

Animals love us more than we love them. So do dogs. Let’s end cruelty against animals in the world, even through smallest voice.πŸ’•πŸ™πŸ™ŒπŸ’“πŸ’—β€οΈ

Good day to you my dear kind fellows. I am grateful to God for bestowing upon us all the colors that are such a joy for our eyes. The following painting is nothing except arrangement of colours in certain order.πŸ˜€πŸ‘πŸ’—

My water color and color pencils portrait of Empress Victoria of Germany (1840_1901 )

Happy Friday my dear kind fellows. God bless you .πŸ™πŸ’“πŸ™‚

Here is my old artwork from 2018.” Gypsy horse” in watercolor. Most of my artwork belongs to that year.πŸ™πŸ’“πŸ™‚

Good day to you. God bless you always πŸ™‚πŸ±πŸ’—

I found this wild plant growing near my home. Being, beautiful. ,it had to go under my camera.πŸ€­πŸ’•

The tiny dandelions are triggering sneezes.😁😁
Well, after this photography adventure, I am going to put the plant away.πŸ˜„
I don’t know the plant. Maybe some species of dandelion. Both the poufs and leaves are very tiny. Have a nice day πŸ™πŸ™‚πŸ˜€

Happy Friday my dear kind fellows. God bless you always .

The Road That Was Taken

The thing is, when I passed through this humble road, I promised to the road and trees that I will show them to the world. Following is the talk we had.

The Road. Did you really mean to pass from here?

Me. I am not sure, my son decided the route, he is driving.

The road: so, that means you did not choose me.

Me. Oh, I am sorry I did not mean that, I did not want to hurt you.

The road : I am not stupid, I have a parameter. Just tell me, did you pass from here when you went to meet your mom? Since you had a choice to pass from here or take another better road.

Me. ( after thinking ) honestly I don’t remember passing through here at least in the last ten years

The Road. Ah, I caught you. You always avoided me. Because I am rough and dusty.

Me. I promise to show your beautiful photo to the world ( click )

Meanwhile the palm trees rustled with the wind and tried to get my attention

Me. ( to the date palm trees ) I have seen you. What do you have to say? You are also in my photo.

The palm tree. Would you accept my orange colored dates?

Me. Oh. No sorry, they are raw and I can’t stay in this scorching heat to have some kind of picnic and sit under you.

The road and the date palm trees said goodbye to me and they took my oath that I will not back bite them.

So, here my kind fellows I am all praise for them. At least they all let us pass through them with love and respect. ( they did not powder our faces with dust )

I had been thinking, nature has many faces. Some are so humble and the others impress us with their grandeur and leave us in an awe.