Look you,
See the sunset,
Emblazoned across the sky,
In burning hues of crimson and gold,
Framed in the naval strains of infinity.
Listen you,
Hear the rain,
Dancing on the rooftops,
Singing to the celestial beat
Of the thunder.
Look around you,
See your world,
See it shatter,
See the spinning, glittering fragments,
Falling into the dust beneath your feet,
Just like the crystal ball you see this in…
This one actually has a story to it - I was walking home from the bus stop after school one day (I think I'd have been 15 at the time) and looking at the sunset, this poem just popped into my brain, and I repeated it to myself the rest of the walk home where I wrote it down as quickly as possible to avoid losing it.