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Friday, May 6, 2016

A Knock On The Door

Rivers on cloudy days reminded her of old,dusty mirrors.All they had learnt after developing senses were reflection.Now the reminiscent speckles of light and colour and ever changing directions of planes would feign to dominate their senses but as a matter of fact would never really succeed in any terms.Their travels were motivated and easy,they knew where they had to go,unlike beings that have to take upon them the duty of rowing a heavy boat in the realm of comfort,lust and sleep.The roots that had been planted at their core often wanted to escape transfixation and fly higher,higher than souls and stars merged together.



By this time,the rain was heavily clinging to the bodies of the clouds,knowing all too well that they wouldn't be able to hold on to this pleasure for much longer.Some were fishing out secrets of the river in ripples of dark symphonies.The river looked up,as if it was being called to its birth,a dream that pulled in flow,and ages and ages hence.
Ada felt a strange curiousness tumble down her throat and spiralling the rest,develop into an obnoxious creeper that stung her senses
until she only wanted to know what was inside,inside the flow and inside the flight.And she knocked on barren walls until they answered in a deep tone that they had long forgotten walking and the only journey they now knew were the endless spiralling of motion itself.Answers now rolled down in drops of unwanted detachment.There was a luminescent glow all around as their stagnancy transcended to become a part of a knock on that door,the only door that ever made its way to uncanny knowledge. 
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  1. I hope you will keep on submitting new articles or blog posts & thank you for sharing your great experience with us.

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