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Svode Dec 2019
Hopes hang high, fatigue fails and flickers.
An adventure awaits.
Dawn does disappear; duly, daylight's discovered.
Meera Dec 2019
The sun bids adieu to his lover
With a promise to meet later
The sky is red- the color of blood
Reflecting the pain of the earth’s heart
Only god knows how she’ll spend the night
Cold, dark and full of fright
Waiting for her love to return
And in the dawn as the first ray of sun
touches the earth
The darkness fades
And she springs to life again
The sun and the earth
They meet every morning
Only to part
At dusk
The dusk must be an artist. Who else can paint the parting of two lovers so beautifully
Grey Dec 2019
As dusk falls
and night conquers yet again
I dream of dawn.
Grey Dec 2019
The last rays of light
fill the sky with ****** red
We will die tonight.
Grey Dec 2019
Colors streak blue skies
as the sun makes its descent
towards the horizon.
Erian Rose Nov 2019
Into the evening dusk
The steady beat of the trumpets ring about
Next time
As I gaze up upon the stars
I'll wish for you
While they hurry down from the sky

Though, I know
You'll never be mine.
An ode to the one who I know will never see me as more than a friend.
MSunspoken Nov 2019
The dawn of dusk turns gold to dust
The moon shares my loneliness-
A sliver of thread comes out the hem
Of my finely crafted soul

A whisper lost for sound
Spoken ever so slightly-
Is the tale of those forever loved
That leaves my heart unsightly

A knock in the chest
Is the gale pulling me forward-
Inching me through my fate
Still moving in a haze

A fall would be an escape
This thought echoes in my head-
Encouraging the drop so certain
Proposing an end to this dread

Now walking on a web of steel
Following the intricate delicacy-
Of the memories I once foresaw
Buried six feet under

The lightest touch so soft
A feather to tease my soul-
Daring me to follow the day as it shrivels
Pushing the last bits of gold to their extent

Although, drop so tempting
I vow to hold my ground-
trudging on past my history
And viewing the morning sun
This sin't part of my challenge, but recently I have been thinking about those I've lost in the past. At one point we have all taken someone for granted, which makes a sudden loss much harder to swallow. Grief is a killer, and allowing it to take over your mind will only dig you deeper. This is from my experience at least.
Cardboard-Jones Oct 2019
And we looked at the summer for the last time
In the twilight of our youth.
And we spoke to the summer for the last time
In the highlight of our truth.
And it was real but we never knew.

You needed emotions for the first time,
It reflected in your eyes.
I hid my emotions for the first time,
As it echoed through my lies.
And it was real but we never knew.
We never knew it.

When you can see who you could be,
Maybe we’ll meet again.
When I forget all my regrets.
Maybe we’ll meet again.
Colm Sep 2019
With the last ounce of daylight
   A quiet wish takes flight

Like the beating wings of dragon flies
   Faster than a heart can hold
   Clearer than a clouded sky
   With dusklit distant humming hues

Here is the wish intent on finding you
   Wherever you are in this storied eye

I cannot see you
   Though I wish
   (To find)
This started with the sentence... "There isn't enough daylight left." And continued with the question of "why?"
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