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LeBobbe Apr 7
I dislike the rising sun.
๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ.
๐“˜ ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ด๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ผ๐“พ๐“ท ๐“ด๐“ท๐“ธ๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“˜ ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ ๐“พ๐“น ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ ๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ท.
๐‘ด๐’๐’๐’๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’”๐’–๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’Ž๐’๐’๐’๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’†.


It forces me to go about my day,
๐˜ˆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ.
๐“—๐“ธ๐“น๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“น๐“ป๐“ช๐”‚๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ผ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ฏ๐“ฏ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ฝ ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“น๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ผ.
๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’Œ๐’š, ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’š ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’•๐’“๐’†๐’†, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’•'๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’Š๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’Ž๐’†.

While my mind is still on yesterday.
๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ต, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ป๐˜ฆ.
๐“๐“ท๐“ธ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐”€๐“ช๐“ต๐“ด ๐“ญ๐”‚๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ธ๐“ท ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ฝ.
๐‘ฌ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’–๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’† ๐‘ฐ ๐’‘๐’“๐’‚๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’˜๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’•. ๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’•๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’Š๐’•.

I feel envious of everyone.
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ข ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜บ.
๐“™๐“พ๐“ผ๐“ฝ ๐”€๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฏ๐“ธ๐“ป ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ผ๐“พ๐“ท๐“ผ๐“ฎ๐“ฝ ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“ฌ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ.
๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž๐’•๐’‰ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐‘ฐ ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’†๐’™๐’‘๐’๐’‚๐’Š๐’.


Who feels better in each passing day.
๐˜'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ข.
๐“š๐“ท๐“ธ๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“˜ ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ ๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ท ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“ฏ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ.
๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’๐’๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’„ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’‡๐’–๐’.

The sun rose and lit my surroundings.
๐˜œ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ "๐˜›๐˜ˆ๐˜๐˜–" ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ.
๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ผ๐“พ๐“ท ๐“ฒ๐“ผ ๐“ช ๐“ฌ๐“ช๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฏ๐“ธ๐“ป ๐“ถ๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“ฏ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ.
๐‘ฉ๐’–๐’• ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’•๐’” ๐’Š๐’• ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’๐’‘๐’† ๐’Š๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’‡๐’†.

I see nothing but dull and grey.
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ, ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ.
๐“‘๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐“ท๐“ธ๐”€, ๐“˜ ๐“ณ๐“พ๐“ผ๐“ฝ ๐“ฏ๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ต ๐”€๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ด ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“ฎ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“ธ๐“น๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“ถ๐”‚ ๐“ฎ๐”‚๐“ฎ๐“ผ.
๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’† ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’Š๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‡๐’–๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’†, ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’Š๐’•'๐’” ๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’„๐’‚๐’–๐’”๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’๐’”๐’†๐’• ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ฐ ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰.

Waiting for sunset, to begin again my agony.
๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด... ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ.
๐“๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ญ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“ช๐“ฌ๐“ฌ๐“ฎ๐“น๐“ฝ ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ผ ๐“ถ๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ท๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฌ๐“ฎ ๐“ช๐“ฐ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ท.
๐‘บ๐’–๐’๐’“๐’Š๐’”๐’† ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’‰๐’๐’‘๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’”๐’†๐’•๐’” ๐’Š๐’• ๐’ˆ๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’† ๐’๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’‚๐’๐’”.
Sunrise and Sunset.
A reflection of me and three others.
snipes Mar 21
They say itโ€™ll sail away
They say itโ€™ll drive aboard
A boat, a ship letโ€™s tell the difference
The shamefulness of the distinguish

The boat was once lived in
It was something we saw to be built bigger
Each piece bounded by enchanted sealant
But to the storm it was just something to bury
With the last bit of light the sun kisses it goodnight
And with the last secure vest for rescue itโ€™s set for one of us to die
Thereโ€™s no guess, Iโ€™m the wreckage
Sinking down as the sunset took a rest

Can I make a wish with my last breath?

The fall is a story in of itself
A last look that captures it all
The name of the ship
that saved you, Brutus, sails off.



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I wish for reassurance
One day you will love the blue sky that I see from here, when you ask me why it took me so long to pick you up after work, even though we spend time together in front of the screenโ€”me, who at that time was still glued to the window; looking at some of the birds that managed to fly high into the sky, I'm sure at that time you were able to count them freely.

Later, if it rains in the afternoon, you will start to love the sun that never sets, telling you one of the most beautiful ways to leave, you will understand why what is far away seems close, and vice versa - you never prepared anything after parting and I are the people you care about; who also understands nothing but happiness.

Later, when the night comes with all its worries, you might find the shadows we've met before, I hope you don't run away. Because, wherever you go, everything will only end up hurting yourself.

You may find another pain from loneliness. Do not be afraid. After all, I've taught you how to sew wounds, even though I used to be blind.
Indonesia, 16th October 2022
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Tรธast Mar 2
I look back at old comments, hoping for something new to see
Some old remark of a person I once was
That stench that burns your nostrils and kills the back of your throat
Stinging into the base of your teeth and down to your fingertips
Bite your nails with yellowed teeth and suckle on the nicotine feed
That keeps you strong
Like balsawood and matchstick towers,
We built our castles in the mud and grit of it all
A glorious death had I not found my feet

Feet running
Running rabid and fast, too scared to slow down
Too nervous to stop.
Stop searching. Stop searching for something to hold onto
Let it all out of you
Hands released
Let the waters take hold of you
floating on top.

So selfish of me to not see the sun
The day breaks and falls to pieces in your hands
Crumbling down with a certain sweetness behind
Like burnt caramel that sticks
As we stand.

How beautiful it is
We talk of fun things and long weekends
Of head highs and analogue eyes
Away from the screens and the mess of addiction
white skies mottled with rose coloured patches
Sewn together jeans with embroidered scratches
Chalk line to measure my affliction
The people Iโ€™m with wonโ€™t see my addiction.
Ram B Feb 11
It's been an hour
Aboard this car
My hotel is near
Yet the traffic
made it far.
A magnificent sunset
Outside my window
Beautiful hues
Of red, pink, and yellow
The river reflected them
As we passed a bridge
Beauty doubled
As it was received.
Betty Feb 7
Sunset lends its many shades
as a dying day begins to fade
the whites of clouds
and parrotfish blues
replaced by glorious fiery hues
colours dance in the sky's cotillion
of melting golds and sweet vermillion
Emmy Jan 5
Watch the sunrise
Fa
ย ย  LL

Right into your brown eyes
so softly

Golden light

That St ri ke s me to my core


Drowning in your orbit

Here at sunset we meet again


Mi amor
Te amo

Like a
C O A T of armor

Your love envelopes me

Delivers me
from the wei
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ght of trauma
Burdening, my soul

Youย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ignite
Something, everything within me

It took light years
For you and i

To colโ€”โ€”llllllide
right in thisย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย moment

Incessantly yours
Forever

Drowning in your orbit

Here at sunset we meet again
Amin Dec 2022
As the sun sets in the west
And the sky turns a fiery red
The city of Washington comes alive
With a beauty that cannot be said

The monuments and buildings stand tall
Against the colorful sky
Their majesty and grace on display
For all to see, some with a watery eye

The Potomac flows slowly by
Reflecting the glow of the sun
And the people of the city
Are caught up in the beauty, one by one

It's a sight to behold
This beautiful sunset in DC
A moment to be cherished
And never forgotten, forever and one.
Edoardo Alaimo Oct 2022
I thought, boldly
That I could see your colours,
Hidden,
Under many layers

I see some azure,
Soft as the sky,
A welcoming, warm pink,
Just as real sunsets

Then some ****** red,
Where it hurts,
And a pitch black
In the shadows of your mind

I am just a fool,
Pretending to understand,
As you continue to refresh,
And brush new paints

Pick the best tones,
Let the canvas flourish,
Blooming like nature,
ย ย In all seasons

I just hope
I can see a few of them
A few colours,
That would do

Or maybe,
A bit of you
13 Oct 2022
remember sight degrades over time,
use it to see the best colours of your life,
sweet or sour they may be.
you are precious
E. A.
Megan H Sep 2022
I have seen suns set
All over the world
And each time
I feel more alive
Than the last.
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