saranyan bee


Sunset


I wait in the western beach
for the lonely sunset,

watching sunset is a rich affair
like gold
in the light full of chandeliers,
flight of birds rubies in the sky

long after the last ray sinks
darkness shines like luxury
brings the adoration of sound
sound of waves
replete like aspirations

I hear,
then walk into the water
with determination

but today the sea is strange
plays altered songs,
brings ashore
the carcass of whale

like me,

an other day, an other sunset
another night of darkness
full of stars

I go home.

Saranyan BV (c) February 2012
Kolkotta

Submitted: Wednesday, February 08, 2012
Edited: Thursday, February 09, 2012

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  • marvin brato (2/9/2012 3:12:00 AM)

    Such beautiful imaginary vividly enthuse meaningful sentiments of mankind! I can relate! (Report) Reply

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