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Sydney Oct 2020
Sun
The sun is setting
A beautiful color
That I watch, gazing
Sydney ©2020
Sydney Oct 2020
Upon a roof

I met a beautiful thing

A beautiful sunset


Its beautiful colors bold

Are like gold

It was like it could get rid of mold


The light fading fast

I didn’t want the colors to pass

“Why won’t you stay?” I asked


The light faded, at last

The day had passed

I climbed down onto the ground vast


I went inside

And quietly sighed

The beautiful light had died
Sydney ©2020
Mitch Prax Oct 2020
We sat there in silence,
side by side,
hand in hand,
letting the crimson sunset
pour out its last waves of light.
Let it cleanse us of our
misery and hardship.
Tonight is about us, dear,
nothing else is real-
let time stand still.
Isabella Oct 2020
Morning ebbing into a still black night.
Blue stars glistening in dim moonlight.
Gold sky dissipating, world growing dark.
Shadows resurfacing beneath silver stars.
Marissa Rozas Sep 2020
The grass against our skin,
We look at the clouds, and feel the wind
Behind those clouds, just in our gaze
A Strawberry Sunset is set ablaze

As quick as the day began,
Mother nature has a different plan

The Strawberry red, turns to grey
As more clouds roll in, ruining the day
We look at eachother, racing down the hill
Was this date worth it, or was this God’s Will?

As the rain comes settling in,
We sit together, and you start to grin.

I apologize, for the weather outside.

But you say to have no worries, because I’m by your side.
hey here's a song I wrote! my friends and I are in a band, and this is the first song I wrote. honestly really enjoying writing music

The sun set right behind him
While he tried to match his steps
Busy, the last hours of the daylight has always brought him the best
His lens captured the shining moments
As the sun set



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Fey Sep 2020
I am a dream dancer.
My strings are taut
over the vaults of the sky so soft.
Like a quiet muse I hear
the silent night breaking in.
Like marble, strands of clouds shine brightly,
in shades of rosé and nacre here,
those anxious sounds are getting lost,
now blanching in rust  and debris near.

I am a dream dancer,
staggeringly floating in the sea of the world,
wobbling and falling on thin ropes,
spoiled in nothingness and oh so empty,
despicably holding the here in fear.

I am a dream dancer.
And I fall
As an eternal bliss truant
To the ground.

© fey (28/12/17)
Jackson Bussey Sep 2020
My Emotions are close to nature
It listens to my laughter and feels the drips of my happy tears
And responds with warmth and light
Yet it also hears my gasping sobs
It listens closely and sometimes
Hears nothing
And even on those empty days
Where I give it nothing
It still gives me a sunset
With colors close to my heart
A gentle reminder that it is still there
Listening.
I often write my poems to help me process emotions, today has been a bad day, and right now the weather outside reflects it, but I also know in a few hours there will be a beautiful sunset. and things will begin to feel a little better.
This rose gold splendor
Sinks into turbulent blue
Wrapped in cold chaos
This is a haiku about a sunset I experienced at the ocean. It was a special moment for me, and it inspired me to write this.
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