Для меня Москва – это движение. Находясь здесь, невозможно оставаться в покое. Тебя подхватывает поток, и ты движешься с ним в такт, и внутри начинают работать сотни и тысячи шестерёнок, и непонятно откуда берётся энергия на это движение. Бесконечное движение. С редкими остановками. А какие ассоциации у вас вызывает Москва?
Day 2 cont'd another beautiful piece from the delectable @thisisconcept
Term it as you may,
Rattles behind walls,
Steels singing in cling-clangs,
Then I heard it.
It was deafening,
Seemed like a bomb explosion,
Or is this the day of judgement?
That was more like the last thunder strike.
So we rushed out,
Then in and out again,
Behind the strong walls,
His voice trembled in treble,
"I will kill you today Iya bobo"
At the peak of his peak he screamed,
Slamming doors mute,
He stormed out as though he fought a thousand,
His silence seemed calm,
She who bore his kids,
Smiled out her diastema.
I really pitied her,
Or we all did,
He must have baked wounds on her.
Back he was with this long sheet,
On it was inscribed, "Say no to domestic violence"
She slapped him!
They were seated under the tree when she asked him, "Have you ever thought how your future will gonna look like?
Where you will be and How will be your life?" "I never thought I had a much of future...",he responded casually first and then caressing her palm he continued," until now, as I see you...
You're my Future." ✍🏻✨😊 #TheSeptemberMan .