Seated at the top of a hill
At the edge of a rock
Watching the sun sink deep
Into the corner of the world
Leaving us all to be feasted by darkness
Lighting up another part of world
Setting another’s papers on fire through
The magnifying glass of life and passing day.
Watching the sun die, for the night to be born.
Watching the sky change colors from
Yellow to orange to red and finally
Black covers all under it’s shield.
My eyes felt cold with tears and
The gentle wind passing by while
Resting my head on the nearby grass
And inhaling the pleasant smell
Of the crushed grass under my face
The dew fed grass and the dirt on my face.
Staring into the panoramic view of
Contrasting lights and darkness,
What will tommorow bring,
Will my heart return.
29/11/18 The Rendezvous Club
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