Dusk
Setting sun and settling mood
Seeing it fall down, but is it really falling?
Shades of red, orange and purple
Shattered among the clouds like a paint
Reminding of phases and impermanence
As the dusk falls another night will rise
All of them together, how would you see them from up there
or down there
Sparkles of shiny dots
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Sprayed over a black canvas
Another some shades of paint
above them covering some ground
Smell of a dying day
Sound of a calm serenade
Scenery of a dream or fantasy
Seeing is only a part of it
Goodbye to the sunlight
Good riddance to some others
It’s time for people like us
Inclined to stay up in the dark





