From the Other Side

Reads 304
Votes 30
Parts 9
Time 7m

Reads 304
Votes 30
Parts 9
Time 7m

"I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world."
    
    Poetry, anyone? It won't cost a penny, I assure you. I bring poetry
                                   from
                                           distilled tap water
    
                    f                r                 o            m                 the drooling fangs of 
                                                                             {       a         stray DOG.
    
     // Up here, amidst the vast range of mountains covered with snow and ashes, the air is breathtakingly calm. In the silent reflection of dazzling sunshine, lambkins dance on the greens. The valley is magical, it lit up in moody pastel colors. Dear Eve, we have come to the edge. Here, another step, stand by me, in the face of the unknown, on the slippery body of naunet. Release your burden, one after another, and try to forget; try to let go, for the bygone days have touched your sunburnt skin, and you have shed your mask to live another blurring hour; become buoyant, EASY. [Jump cut to blue. Patterned clouds. An eagle moves round and round and round] and R OU Nd
    
    [Freeze shot]
    
    Poetry. 
    
    Spiritualism. 0123 
    
    Wisdom.            .            .                .              .
    
    Death |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
    
    @ArkaMukhopadhyay2016  All rights reserved.
    
    The cover art is 'Inhale, Exhale. Introspect' by Annelie Solis. She's a truly inspiring artist. Show some love and admiration. Visit her page. 
    www.anneliesolis.com
    
    #119 in poetry as of 18-02-2017
    Thank you, guys!All Rights Reserved

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"I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world."
    
    Poetry, anyone? It won't cost a penny, I assure you. I bring poetry
                                   from
                                           distilled tap water
    
                    f                r                 o            m                 the drooling fangs of 
                                                                             {       a         stray DOG.
    
     // Up here, amidst the vast range of mountains covered with snow and ashes, the air is breathtakingly calm. In the silent reflection of dazzling sunshine, lambkins dance on the greens. The valley is magical, it lit up in moody pastel colors. Dear Eve, we have come to the edge. Here, another step, stand by me, in the face of the unknown, on the slippery body of naunet. Release your burden, one after another, and try to forget; try to let go, for the bygone days have touched your sunburnt skin, and you have shed your mask to live another blurring hour; become buoyant, EASY. [Jump cut to blue. Patterned clouds. An eagle moves round and round and round] and R OU Nd
    
    [Freeze shot]
    
    Poetry. 
    
    Spiritualism. 0123 
    
    Wisdom.            .            .                .              .
    
    Death |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
    
    @ArkaMukhopadhyay2016  All rights reserved.
    
    The cover art is 'Inhale, Exhale. Introspect' by Annelie Solis. She's a truly inspiring artist. Show some love and admiration. Visit her page. 
    www.anneliesolis.com
    
    #119 in poetry as of 18-02-2017
    Thank you, guys!

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