WHEN THE SUN SETS
When the scorching sun slowly sets,
The darker than pitch black the world gets,
The hope of promising beauty slowly fades,
Exposing its fifty black sides of its shades,
Blurring the fifty shades of the darker grey,
With a wide open mouth to revoltingly prey,
Prey on an innocent crowd ready to pray,
So that for the sins of others they don't pay,
When the stones of agony are ultimately pelted,
The hope of sweet ice creamed future is melted,
Melted due to the blistering heat of a time in waste,
Wasted time of the sweltering sun set in the west,
Wasted energy that could have been creatively invested,
But whose worth has been awfully and sordidly divested,
This is a long winding night, so long is this nauseating night,
A vicious night for a ferocious fight, what fighting night!
Fighting to keep the cold at bay, this searing cold!
This blanket of the night so thick and cold, this plundering cold,
A cold that stabs, stabs a stabbing that stabs so deeply,
I wish I would buy the next morning so cheaply,
To run from man-made ugliness that choke the natural beauty of the ocean,
The ocean of various prospects
The source of haunting nightmares, a recipe for stagnation,
Nice poem and well illustrated, we can vividly get the real picture, keep writing.
thanks so much Kinyua Karanja. am humbled. i am still on the poetic expedition and i want to see where it will take me.
Such a brilliant poem, Christopher.... a highest mark of 10+++++*
Bernard F. Asuncion thanks so much. i can't take for granted. i really appreciate.
A vicious night is meant for a ferocious fight. This provokes thought. Thick blanket is needed for cold night. Amazing sharing is done here.10
Kumarmani Mahakul i am happy i could arouse your thinking pot of creativity. am humbled.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful work of art elegantly embellished in verse with rhythmic splendour. An insightful poem from an intricate and a sober mind. Thanks for sharing, Christopher.
Thanks so much Chinedu Dike. It is always a pleasure to read from the finest writers of all times. So humbled that you could take some time to read my poem. More insights needed. Thanks again