by: euRikaLaurente
The golden hour comes,
When the sun goes down,
Shining light that hangs from the sky,
And shadows of the birds that race by.
I ran outside to enjoy the light,
And set my eyes in this glorious sight,
With all the bright colors of peach and yellow,
It's visible until the evening glows.
I love how pastel-colored sky satisfy my soul,
With shimmers of joy and happiness,
But there is always darkness that follow,
And replace everything with sorrow.
It's the most beautiful time of the day,
Sad to say darkness is inevitable,
But never lose hope,
The sun will rise and set again.
BINABASA MO ANG
Tidal Rise (A Poem Compilation)
PoetryIn the sea of chaos and poetry, I drown. But with the words I write, I will rise from the tide of life. This is a compilation of my raw poems. Enjoy reading :)
