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NF Mar 12
When dusk and thunder meet as one,
Love shall bloom beneath a dying sun.
Yet the heavens have written, the gods have decreed,
Two hearts entwined shall never be freed.

One is promised to shadow and stone,
One is born of a king on an unbroken throne.
If love defies the will of the sky,
The fates shall weep, and the world shall cry.

For the stars whisper their undoing still—
To love against fate is to break by its will.
the beginning of a bigger story
Sebastian Mar 3
Face of light
Guide me through hell
In the depths of the night
Release me from this spell

Reflected on the moon
I will be reminded through the journey
Every time I think of you
And why can’t it be sooner?

Embodiment of light,
Show me how you do it right
Teach me how to shine,
How to act, how to write.

Clearly, I am inclined in some way
This strange road led by desire
Bumpy rocks will try to stray
But when I look up
I know I am headed the right way.
Vianne Lior Feb 10
Streetlights flicker on,
but no one notices the dusk—
is it always this quiet?
David Cunha Dec 2024
Streets shrouded in mist
Lamps of a yellow hue
Awe contemplation
- David Cunha
december 6, 2024
at dusk
Ylzm Sep 2024
When evening comes and evil rouse
When howls and shrieks of terror without
The Day is here and within we're ready
Assured dark shall pass and into light
We'll walk when the doors are opened
But the fight's the despair and fear
From sights and sounds of evil's triumph
It's cruel rampages and idolatrous boasts
But that Day comes in the dark of dusk
The Sun's hid that dark destroys dark
And a pleasant land refreshed revealed
And our eyes behold only beauty and light
Tom Lefort Aug 2024
All those yesterday's are my tomorrow,
A dawn of memories run astray;
Nostalgia's spell from which I borrow,
The dusk and embers of our ways.

Tom Lefort
Ylzm Jul 2024
Dusk is a promise of Dawn
As long as Life is LORD
And night can be long
As it was once years ago
A day in many thousands
An utterly unworldly terror
Or briefly: Old to New Moon
Or Three Days and Nights
Evil prophesies and rejoices
At Dusk, Night without End
Indeed it shall be, a Shadow
Of Day, A Day without End
Zywa Apr 2024
The evening twilight.

Tipping up, I see the white --


scuts of the rabbits.
Novel "Buiten is het maandag" ("Outside, it's Monday", 2003, J. Bernlef), part 6, chapter 2 --- Collection "SoulSenseSun"
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