Sunset
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Riding into the burnt sunset cloudswe decided to take a restwatching the water burningas we sat quietly on a lonely bench
Visions of the sunset—
It sets every night,
Sometimes at 7 o’clock,
Sometimes at 8 o’clock,
Sometimes at 9 o’clock.
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sky of clouds
looms heavy over my head
like the weight of your love
pushing down on my shoulders.
streams of milky sugar
line the cotton-candy sunset
and it's a bittersweet feeling.
I know a lot of people who really like sunsets, but I prefer the sunrise.
Because to me it is so much more than it's beauty, and the beautiful colors that it pains the skies.
Sometimes at night as the sun is setting,
Falling below the hills like an old balloon,
I see them. Mountains in the sky
Ominous mounds of magic or cloud
in the afternoon sun we
become
different people.
we
change
color
and change into color
Sunsets IIThe sun is set; the cloudscape once softly drawnin gold and rust now fades to a single grey. All glow has gone; the wind bites coldly. Bear with your sorrow: the dawn comes slowly.
I’ve had a backyard of my own
essentially my whole life now.
Five flower bushes made of splashes of red and white,
there’s nothing like a summer evening
hair loose and feet bare
dumb grins and happy stares
the sun hits the air just so
and the world glows
At the dawn of creation, as the gods formed a hundred million galaxies, there also formed with them our blazing and bold sun.
This newly formed orb began to rise from the horizon line of our Earth,
The smell of creosote reminds me of the place I live,
but the salt air here reminds me of home.
I see the way people change when they look.
Really look.
Beauty , thou gaudy Chancellor
Blinding pupils, bobby-dazzler!
Oh !Again coloured restrictions
Soothsayer for deprimant shadows
6:00pm on a Wednesday, the soft rain has left a vapor in the air that settles on your skin like sweat. The sky fills with clouds and sun to spread a yellow hue across the atmosphere like looking through aviator glasses.
Slowly, the sunlight vanishes without a trace
As night covers earth in her sweet embrace.
From the window I watch as the fireflies dance;
They’re radiant yellow stars but only for a glance.
lately, things have been a little too much for me.
i havent been the happiest
and i had no explanation on why,
The sunrise and the lake tides merged together as I sat on the cold stone concrete
The colors of the sky dripped into color and the tides moved as precise as a heartbeat
The sun
Set on the King,
His crown gleaming as he,
Shrieked with hatred
That the sun was commanding the attention
Of the world.
Your eyes were like a tired sunset,Shining with a soft amber light,Seeing the beauty in even the ugliest of things.
the gold and crimson spilled over the grass
flowers bloom through the
snow
the sunset was one of the few beautiful things there
a rural area
Personally, I've always liked sunsets more than sunrises. Call me sadistic, but I've always found endings more beautiful than beginnings, if for no other reason than to watch how the universe ties up the strings.
In the meanderings of my backyard,
I set a glass of ice water on the muddled glass table
Spreckled with rainspots and a splinch more than the grain of salt I asked for.
If you were to ever be looking for me
I'll be where I feel the most free
Standing with my feet in the water
Wondering about a second life
As the wind flows through my hair and as I look at the lowering sun and the sky changing colors.
From sunrise to sunset,
I hide behind the pain-
I start to feel insane.
I am damaged,
Oh-
I am torn.
Hurt-
Oh why was I born?
Will things change?
Ever be the same?
Nowadays,
i write you a letter, in a clear hand,
to tell you that
i am no longer willing
to be trapped, in your chains, in your walls
in your endless emptiness
that you fill
with the voices
Some people may look and see the beach.
Some people look, and they see the shore.
Combers will walk as far as they can reach,
But, in the end, it is something we can all explore.
Today I met a friend
Someone Strong and funny and out going
Someone small and frial.
Someone faint of heart
I met someone knowledgeable
but that wasn't my friend
Crazy maiden in the woods
tracked her down as best I could
She and I both bruised and bled.
My leg was lame. She sought me dead.
A tear-smudged face,
a curdling cry
A deadly grace,
Wiser hands with more experience mold younger ones into shapes
positions designed to mimic their own
The paintbrush between my hands is not angled quite like hers
She makes a single, long stroke across the white page
Cotton candy skies surround my brown eyes
I can't miss a thing so I try not blink
The beauty stuns me
The colors of a sunset are so jaw dropping, it's almost criminal
My eyes never wish to look away during such times
An unplanned gathering,
Turned into a landmark event.
Ocean waves become steady heartbeats.
A breathless beauty forms in front of my eyes
the cotton candy sky illuminating onto my skin
the clash between red, orange, pink and purple mix together as one
as if they were in love and never letting go
Life is all about feelin' good,
I'm always on the hunt for The Feel Good Medicine.
I think I finally found it,
A little bit of laughter and a lot of sun tossed in with the scent of the salty ocean at sunset,
Love diesIn sunset eyes,And under the sunShe fades.
Through strange summer daysAnd dark autumn haze,My dreams take me farBeyond cosmic rays.
The flames die out.
Ghostly traces of red and orange and purple haunt the sky.
The last moments of light cling to the clouds as the weight of the sun is dragged down.
Resting place.
Somberness rises with the moon.
Golden sunset lemons, twinkly sliced
unlike the first time I ran my pen, and eyes, dry.
Puckers and sighs against a luminescent sky--
only dreams back then, something to imagine.
Silhouetted trees
Line dusked beach skies,
As subtle breeze
Blows,
All is calm,
Earth sighs.
Heaven's soft rain dusts my soul
Tinting my skin a rosy gold
I'm swamped by tears inside this skin
How long to bring outside what's in?
Halfway between the Earth and sky
Relief only comes during the late hours of sunset,
When the cool wind finally arrives
Just to curl around your legs,
Sighing with content, just feeling this moment of peace
I've been down for so long
I forgot how to stand up
You told me to get up
So I can see the sunse
Ive been in the dark for so long
I forgot what it looked like
I was hesitant
The cold barren treesNo easy sway, but staunch in strife.No green from the leaves;No signs of life.
Look, the sun is sinking,
In those buildings,
In a concrete forest,
No time to take rest.
Man has turned himself into a robot,
Moonset is the sunrise
The juxtaposition
Of darkness and mellow light
Vast blackness
That enveloped every corner of the
Hemisphere
Consumed by dissipating orange, mauves and chartreuses
Lush and leafy trees erect
Sway to the music of a fading day
Crickets one and all come out
And tune their violins to play.
Colors fade from a purpling sky
And the stars reveal their splendor bright.
Waves rolling around
Moons up and down
Sweet scents are plenty
Smells of Rosemary and Jade
Wrap around me on the beach sand
Then the spectacle begins
Reds are the first to come
She lies on a colorless bed, remaining silent
Her chest rises and falls softly, the rest of her body motionless
Strange, bulky machines occasionally beep, randomly stirring the silence
So young, so innocent
What is our innate reason for our existence?
Has it always been burning bright -
Brighter than the fiery red that fills the sky
In an instantaneous sunrise?
In some cases, our core has flowed more intensely
We all say Emily Dickinson in our sleep
And watch Van Gogh as we eat,
The Earth, The Planets, The Universe.
awesome
Stars. Galaxies. The fact it all exists beyond my bedroom window.
awesome
I look into The night sky and think,
"awesome"
the sun is dimminghiding beneath trees and mountainscoating everything in goldmaking the cruelbrokenterrifying worldlook beautiful
The sun peaks perfectly through a gap in the mountain side,
illuminating the rising and falling tide that leaves a puff of mist on the shore,
Pink,
Fluffy,
Swirled world.
What shall we call this,
This creation?
A sunset.
It's wonderful,
Some could say,
Perfect.
Far from it dear,
Red and Blue holding hands,
locked together in nature's bands.
A girl’s color, some say,
boys should not have a purple bedroom where to play,
like a 60's kid, hair billowing and leather vests with fringe,
The day setting into a vast rice-bowl horizon
Lifeblood of the sun
Painted across ashen skies
A sailor’s delight
The wind forming a cocoon of tranquility
On a wet and windy noon,
I feel the rain and the pain as I run.
Aware that the day will end soon,
I return home after great fun.
When nights fall,
I sit in my room and fear
Bring me the sunset in a cup
so I can drink it in.
So it can saturate
my darkened body
with warmth.
So beauty can fight the ugly
in me.
Much like a woman is the sky.
In the afternoon she is there, attending to her daily routine.
She shines bright, yet is taken for granted most days.
As evening nears, the night is only just beginning.
Apples galoreCrisp fall airSunshine foreverplays with your hair.
Hay mazes andPumpkin patches.Again the world whorls.Your breath catches.
Now the summer has come and gone.
The school year starts like the break of dawn.
On the far horizon I see its glow.
What lies ahead? I do not know.
I'll find out soon, I have no doubt.
I run into an open sky.
I watch the sunset
and within the orange and pink horizon
I see me.
I see myself at just 5 years old
walking into a new surrounding.
I see my teacher anxiously awaiting
Red, white and blue is the color of our flag that we represent, the one who wont stand, the ones who fought for us their lives are gone but as long as I live I'm going to defend.
Life will knock you down.
What lifts you up?
Maybe it’s the way
His eyes sparkle against the sunset.
Like fire cascading down the mountains .
Setting ablaze he trees.
With the last spot of light to be seen .
Enforcing a relaxed mood in the atmosphere.
After a hard days work
Across from the ocean,
I sit on the beach,
I'm lost in tranquility,
As my soul tries to breathe.
White clouds moving slowly,
The breeze calm and still,
I'm caught in the moment,
Bright yellow first
Daffodils on the longest summer day
In the perfect sunny afternoon
Lemons bought from the local grocer
The sun in your heart
allows the moon in mine to glow.
And the warm winds of your breath
melt the winter in my veins.
The sunrise in my voice
stops the sunset in yours.
The sky inside you
Standing on a cliff
nothing could miss
I look to the gound
at the people with no sound
My hair blown from my face
cold wind and salt I taste
I watch the ocean tide
Hands held tight:tied like twine,a sailor's knot,never to be undone;
Soothing strokes:serene waves belowa light sunset,set for smooth sailing;
The sun sets slowly over settled sparkling sea shores
Soul mates sit side by side so sweet, so solemnly sentimental
Swans swim somewhere near, struck by silent starry skies
Red light from our sinking star
fills the setting sky,
must it be that every night
the lovely sun must die?
Cool sunset flows
Making golden rivers run over hope-smoothed rocks
Vibrant colors sharp in the sky
Pink like hope
Fading blue like faith
Deep kindness, rustic orange
Golden glories
Waves crashing along the shore,
All I see is more and more.
They keep on moving until dawn,
Flowing channels move on and on.
Seeing willful water pull the soft sand,
Taking it away hand in hand.
Superstorm Sandy took away my home.
She didn't take away the walls or the floorboards,
and my bed hasn't moved at all. But
She took away our light, for all of
seven solid nights.
Look how the clouds swirl in the sky.
A beautiful mess of orange, red, and pink.
They melt with the sun,
Leaving a bittersweet tint behind.
Waiting and watching
for the sun to sink.
To witness the colors that will paint the sky.
All the different hues,
Cerulean, robin's egg, azure.
The serenity, peace, and still of a quiet evening.
Rose, blush, coral.
The day's foibles, joys, and wonders cross my memory.
Gold, fire, brass.
We gather.
We wait.
We silently anticipate.
The sun dips down,
The waves dance up.
The crashing touch
Of Mother Earth
And the King of the Sea
Produce a sight of beauty.
There is a fire in the sky!
A beautiful arrangement of clouds burning alive!
Celestial inferno! You have come to call for me
With a blaze of Inti’s fire!
Brilliant purples, pinks, and blues
Blend in such amazing hues,
My breath is taken out from me
And as I stop to gaze, I see
A stallion toss his wispy mane
Then race away, ne'er seen again.
Why does the sun set red.
Why does it speak my heart.
The sun has so many thing that it could prescribe to us.
Do we listen or destroy that beautiful sun of mine.
The one that gives me light to my ever darkening days.
‘Tis sweet thither sun,
atop th’ wavèd sea.
Lone candle in darkness,
from whence it hath risen.
