Disappearing like the sun
with captivating grandeur
Igniting the atmosphere
and gilding silhouettes
Gradually, then suddenly
(everything goes cold)
Fleeing from my life to leave
the bittersweet aftertaste
My soul did not burn with
The passion of anger or grief,
It stifled like a flickering flame
in the stir of his very existence
Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 5:44 PM UTC
Disappearing like the sun
with captivating grandeur
Igniting the atmosphere
and gilding silhouettes
Gradually, then suddenly
(everything goes cold)
Fleeing from my life to leave
the bittersweet aftertaste
My soul did not burn with
The passion of anger or grief,
It stifled like a flickering flame
in the stir of his very existence
