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| Gurgaon, 2016 |
I was that cloud flying in the limits of the hazily framed azure sky trapped in golden chains with devil's shadow.
I was released with lightening speed as the walls cracked with force and the hazy sky cleared. It was limitless. The golden shackles turned to dust. The sky is now covered with silver lining.
~~payal~~
Sometimes, some words come to us out of nowhere. This is my Day 3 post for the write tribe festival of words #5
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Wow! That sounds so much more beautiful than any other description I may have heard on rains. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Shilpa. :)
DeleteThese amazing words come from nowhere?! This is beautiful Payal :)
ReplyDeleteYes girl! Thanks. :)
DeleteIt made a lovely read!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ira. :)
DeleteNature can brighten up even a mundane wire criscroissing skies rt :)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely! Thanks. :)
DeleteBeautiful words and click, Payal. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Vinitha.:)
DeleteBeautiful words that compliment the picture perfectly!
ReplyDeleteThanks Shilpa. :)
DeleteSimply beautiful. Kind of you to share.
ReplyDeleteThanks Martin. :)
DeleteYour imagery is gorgeous... Beautifully written
ReplyDeleteThanks Rajlakshmi. :)
DeleteHow positive....let us all break free of all shackles and strive ahead to makes footprints of gentle love and care.....
ReplyDeleteThanks Sunaina. :)
DeleteAbsolutely brilliant. What imagery depicted! Powerful.
ReplyDeleteWhat a shot - so simple yet those clouds and then the words. Good one, Payal.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Parul. :)
DeleteThanks dear :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Sheethal. :)
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