The evening sky is turning red ;
And once again I am watching the sunset alone;
Without any regret ,
Without any grief ,
My heart is blooming on the solitary path;
And my soul is enjoying the beauty of it.
Maybe the red wine has turned pale waiting for her,
Maybe the petals of dead roses are dried years ago.
But my sight don't need the flickering light anymore,
Maybe it's making its own sunshine .
The peace is immense ,
Though the happiness will take time to make it's hut,
But the satisfaction is at peak.
Ah!! I want to be alone for a bit more ;
Or maybe forever!!
And i want to spend every evening watching the sunset on my own!
Aug 8, 2021
Aug 8, 2021 at 11:21 PM UTC
The evening sky is turning red ;
And once again I am watching the sunset alone;
Without any regret ,
Without any grief ,
My heart is blooming on the solitary path;
And my soul is enjoying the beauty of it.
Maybe the red wine has turned pale waiting for her,
Maybe the petals of dead roses are dried years ago.
But my sight don't need the flickering light anymore,
Maybe it's making its own sunshine .
The peace is immense ,
Though the happiness will take time to make it's hut,
But the satisfaction is at peak.
Ah!! I want to be alone for a bit more ;
Or maybe forever!!
And i want to spend every evening watching the sunset on my own!