Ismail Arshad

20/04/2020

You've got a story to tell for every scar, every flaw, this one is from when I was reckless and young and wild and this one you can't see because it was cut into your skin, the first time they stomped on your heart but your rose, your rose and kept burning, got scares to shown been through hellfire and kept walking.

One of my favourite shoots with Dua Shah Rashdi.

14/04/2020

Seema. //

18/01/2018

Ab kis kis ki misaal dun tumko, har sitam bemisaal karte ho~

15/01/2018

Depression, it's a feeling difficult to describe, one that leaves you alone In the midst of the most crowded site.
People think it's easy to overcome, only if they understood it's something uncontrollable.
The fight is difficuly, no matter how hard you strive, but giving up is an option, one you shouldn't try.
It's a war, which you either win or die trying.
One moment you are happy, the other you are sad for no reason at all.
It's a weight you carry, which you don't know until it's released.
Uninterested, crying, being lonely, feeling worthless, restless is all you feel, which isn't intentional but just how it is.
You want to laugh, but aren't able to.
Wanna cry but nothing comes out.
That's just how depression is!

01/01/2018

A vague mystery she is: all veiled up to herself still questioning her state of mind. Why does the scent of the past never leave? Why is that the very demonic bones she had burried long ago keep coming back to her in her sleep? Why do the non existant whispers haunt her? Why are her fingers always on the trigger? Perhaps, her uptightness kept her from having faith, from being sane. Perhaps, it was her own anonymity that closed all the doors out and desired to seek light in the unilluminated.

31/12/2017

You fell in love with my chaos,
I with your demons;
but we failed to see the dysfunction we called love

30/12/2017