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A request
Not available.
(24 inches x 24 inches; mixed media on canvas)
My Empress...............
I know my sins are grave........
I am doomed forever....destined to live in hell.....
And I know...... how little I matter to you.
Here is a confession.........
You gave a heartless man the strength to cry.....
You gave a lost soul a dream to live for.............
You made him want to be a better man.
My hands are tied.....and I feel so helpless.
Not a moment goes by when I don't miss you.
You made me want to live........
Now you make me want to die.
Jaan.....
Please.......dont fly away.....
You are my life.......
I am nothing without you.
-- Asif
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Saturday, February 9, 2013
Stolen moments
Available for sale.
(30 inches x 20 inches; mixed media on canvas)
Once upon a time…….
There was a bird that loved to fly………
Across the sea…into the sky……..
Feel the wind…face the storm
Just ….just hoping to die…..
Once upon a time………
There was a bird that loved to fly……
From mountains of heaven to the valley of sin…..
A desire to die that came from within………..
……………………………..
……….From the dungeons of desire….to the womb of lust……
With a futile hope of quenching its thirst…….
The thirst to die……
Futile it was….to search for heaven in hell…..
To seek love in voidness… and solace in pain…..
And then came an angel….
With a glimpse of hope in a life of darkness…..
A breath of fresh air …….
For a soul that lived in voidness….
She comes with a smile full of promise….
Taking the birds heart away……
She opens her arms
and gives the lost bird some warmth…..
Heals his cuts and bruises…..
Yes …oh yes…….
Love can be a miracle……..
But life alas…..is never a fairy tale…..
The lost bird was now lost in love……
Once an eagle… ….now a tender dove.
And now the dove ………….
wanted to be caged….
Within her heart and
….every breathe that she takes…..
But life is cruel…
And the birds past came haunting by…..
The angel was now reluctant…
To save the soul that she …helped resurrected.
The bird fluttered its wings and cried in pain….
Bowed his head down for……but in vain.
The angel closed her eyes and turned her face away…..
The little bird now withered alone….
The bird that wanted to build a nest…
Now gasped for breathe… as there was a strange pain his
chest.
Bewildered…. Derailed…. The bird wandered……
What am I?
What am I?
What…. What am I?
A devil from the past…?
Whose sins will not be forgiven until he dies at last?
Am I just a dirty dove…..
Not worthy of an iota of her love?
Those moments with her….
Was it all stolen…..?
Is it then true……. That promises are made…
Just to be broken…….?
The bird with broken wings…..
The bird with shattered dreams…..
Bleeding…. And quivering in pain….
Waiting for his angel to return…………………….
…………. Sings a song that he wrote for her………
…..
” You are my lock……….
You are my key……….
You are my sky………
You are my sea………
You are my soul…..
You are my life…….
Love I will……………..
…Untill I die”.
--Asif
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Saturday, January 26, 2013
Defying destiny
Available for sale.
(30 inches x 20 inches; mixed media on canvas)
I know my destiny.......
and I know I am doomed.
But it's all right I guess..........
...... at least I found my love
.......I found my soul..........
She gives me strength to look up
and defy the inevitable...............
......for I know .............
she will be there.....
for me.......
And I run towards her.......
for her.........
with her....
Every step I take......
Every move I make.......
is just to be with her........just her.
She is the only reason I care for......
....... to live................
...... to laugh.............
She is my life......
She is my love.
She is my lock....
She is my key....
She is my sky....
She is my sea....
............................
And yes.....
She is my soul........
.............my jaan.....
-- Asif
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Sunday, January 20, 2013
The death and birth of a lover
Available for sale.
(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx; mixed media on canvas)
Death is a fine thing......
It makes us value life.
Love however.........
can be strange.
........ It can make you want to die.
Death is a fine thing........
It will always be there.
Love however...........
can be strange.
............It comes with a promise........
but may part with a price.
But still..... love I must......
Love..... I will....
Love.....
Only you....
you.........
you.......
you...
You my jaan.
............
.........
....
-- Asif
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The Joker- Jumping into hallucination.
Available for sale.
My new painting in the Joker series
The Joker-Jumping into hallucination.
(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx;mixed media on canvas)
The Joker-Jumping into hallucination.
(60 inches x 48 inches; 5 feet by 4 feet approx;mixed media on canvas)
Someone saw the painting today and asked what it is all about.... I just gave the name of the painting and chose to remain silent...If I had words to express myself then I wouldn't have resorted to brushes, colours and strokes...........
-- Asif
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Monday, January 17, 2011
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Soulmates....
Not available.
I am finding it extremely difficult these days to name my paintings..... to coin words for colors and brush strokes... for images.... for feelings that come from deep within......
........
I have never been too good with words anyways.... So until I find a better word that best describes this painting.... let this painting be called... "Soulmates".
........
--- Asif
Posted by Asif at 6:56 AM 2 comments
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For I speak with colours and strokes.....
Available for sale.
(Pen on colored paper)
Feel like speaking out... There are poems burried deep down somewhere... ...just waiting to surface. There are tales of unrequitted love Memoirs of meloncholy nights Remnants of togetherness..... ....enraptured with poignancy. There is a sea of dark secrets... ...with waves that cut through hearts. There is an occult sky... ...with clouds of satanic innocense! There is a mystical river.... ...filled with drops of tears. And there is a misty swamp ....tyrannic , with voidness. There is a lot to say.... ...just no words to say. For I speak with colours and strokes For I speak ........ the primitive way. -- Asif. |
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