Sunset Poem by Afrooz Jafarinoor
Sunset
The sun was about to set
When the darkness swallowed it
And the blood of the sun gushed on the horizon
Then a hand out of many hands of the dark
Came into my chest
And crushed my heart.
a sweet then bitter poem of the realities of being alive? ...........well written.
A very powerful write on sunset. Amazing imagery. A fellow poet on PH recommended it. I thank him because it's a must-read poem. Great work.
Hi Afrooz, I enjoyed reading the poem- I have read an ancient sanskrit shloka (though I an unable to recollect it) , picturising the sunset (Sandhya) as the parting of lovers sun and earth and sun sheds his blood unable to bear the separation, though it is for a few 'pahars'. Your poem reminded me of it. Beautiful. Excellent image expressed in most suited phrases. I would invite you to read a poem by the same name posted today in ph by my friend, Ms Nosheen Irfan. Thanks.
Whoa! I love poems about sunsets....but I've never read one where the sunset was alive and reached out. This is a really cool poem. I felt your pain. Very well done.
Thank you dear Pam! Yes the sunset is a live show we watch every day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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10/4/2024 5:19:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Increadable imagery my friend. Well done!
Honored to read your comment.