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Watching a Sunset
Watching a Sunset
Sunset in the sky, in colorful splendor
Sunset of life, a remembrance of blunders
Sunset of love, a matter of dejection
As love once was of unstinted affection.
A play of oranges, golds and reds in sky
As a posse of thoughts are passing me by.
Digressing to dream of a golden mountain
And a falling sun filtering through fountains
I flit back to view the spectacle in the sky
Now, a poetic play of hues as, home, birds fly.
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