the most
beautiful sunset
is here
profusely bright
yellow alamanda
melting into orange
and then red
strawberry until it
fell to the horizon
and then
gone away
the street lights
wake up
blink for a while
and keep the
whole night guard
and the people come
and busy themselves
with their own
versions of
happiness...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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