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The night jars Last mating hoot Turned the levers of The monstrous underbelleys Of the flying dragons To unleash diabolic fire Enough to suffocate & destroy , Just as the Last twinkling stars Faded into the oblivion . . . At that very moment Behold the rising sun Spreading joy & warmth In the eastern sky To the music of the brooks And the beauty of mustard flowers . . .
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 2:09 AM UTC
.....After The Night
The night jars Last mating hoot Turned the levers of The monstrous underbelleys Of the flying dragons To unleash diabolic fire Enough to suffocate & destroy , Just as the Last twinkling stars Faded into the oblivion . . . At that very moment Behold the rising sun Spreading joy & warmth In the eastern sky To the music of the brooks And the beauty of mustard flowers . . .
My heart goes out to our brethern struggling & fighting to survive amidst diabolic /nefarious games being played by powerful outside forces in their countries . These brothers & sisters are caught in crossfire for none of their fault . Here east refers to the hope in eastern philosophy & spiritually which lays greatest emphasis on love , non violence & trust in mans innate ability to rise upto the challanges to emerge victorious .
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 2:09 AM UTC
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