Purple.. blue.. orange and red hues
color the vast canvas that is
the evening sky.The day ends with everyone else, but
begins with us as soon as the sun
reaches the end of the horizon ahead.The sky was clear of any darkness
and had changed color; changed form
whilst the sun continued to go down.But suddenly, the clouds bend
and break and then part ways at the
peak of the day's end.
As soon as the clouds completely
disappear, the stars will begin to take
their nightly shape and the shadow
of the moon becomes more visible.And then it was night-
when societal thoughts drift
from our subconscious.
I always seem to leave a part of my heart
and a part of my mind with you.
When we are together at nightfall,
you hold that piece of
my heart and mind..
then you take each of them
with you when we part at sunrise.
YOU ARE READING
Within the Restless Mind: a book of poetry
Poesiea collection of poetry.. written by me.