Nausher Nash Banaji Photography

The light of the body is in the eye
Where neither rust corrupts nor moths fly
You seek love lost in your own abyss
Crucified by the other’s silence
Waiting on night to deliver your bliss
Your soul’s at peace in a world of violence
The divine divided by divinity
Trapped in the madding throng
Walled in the other half of your insanity
Your dreams are all real your reality all wrong – Nausher Nash Banaji

"Sometimes I think the loneliness inside of me is going to explode through my skin and sometimes I’m not sure if crying or screaming or laughing through the hysteria will solve anything at all. Sometimes I’m so desperate to touch, to be touched, to feel, that I’m almost certain I’m going to fall off a cliff in an alternate universe where no one will ever be able to find me."

Tahereh Mafi

Looking over your shoulder
Looking for promises that are kept
Dreams that are broken
Stretch out your hands to a desolate land
The wind wipes your every trace from the sand
The mirror’s cracked along the angles of your face
Where do i belong in it’s tangled embrace
The looking glass looks back at you in wonder
You look through the mask only to see a stranger
What blink of an eye, whose tear, whose stare
What fork on which road is taking you where
Sometimes I wish I could fly but where can I go
Where can I hide so my shadow wont find me
Everything I am fleeing is right here inside me.Nausher Nash Banaji

Your eyes see your own reflection
Ears listen for the sound of your echo
One built up a wall
The other fortified it with mortar
And yet the wind comes and the wall falls
Scatters the gravel away
Like white memories on dark days
They escape from one fire
But another devours them
Here you are on the blue mountain
Halfway up, halfway down
Stranded and exiled, looking out to sea
Holding onto misplaced gods
And what you might have been- Nausher Nash Banaji