At the balcony

The rhythm of a song plays at my ear from the headphone, I go out and sit on the railing of the balcony….

The moon inundates the city with its gleam,  the exotic city apparently throbbs with an inexplicable anticipation….

The city was ingenuously conceived and the characterization of each single abode was so deft and matured that it kept me totally enthralled in its mystery…..

I kept on staring at the moon and got deeply absorbed in my own way…..

… if, in the foreboding stillness of the night I awaited keenly for his arrival from beyond the terrestrial horizon……


58 thoughts on “At the balcony

  1. Dear Eliza

    Well done written from your heart ๐Ÿ™‚

    Also the photos are very nice. One thing perhaps for improvement (not to be seen as a criticism of mine): the second photo should have a higher resolution it then even improves the nice photo some more levels up.

    All the best

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