As the sun begins to set,
A painted sky we can't forget.
The orange and pink and gold,
A sight that never gets old.
The clouds are painted with hues,
As the day becomes anew.
The sun sets beyond the horizon,
Leaving us with a peaceful scene.
The sky darkens and stars appear,
A gentle breeze whispers in our ear.
The sunset is a time to reflect,
To appreciate and to reconnect.
So as the sun begins to set,
Let's embrace the moment we won't forget.
Let the beauty of the sky,
Remind us of the reasons why we still try.
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Poetry of Reality
PoetryOur life is fragile, yet we enjoy things that makes us feel alive and free. Let your true feelings be free, just like every lines in the verses of freedom.