I Don'T Like Sunsets

I don't like sunsets anymore.
I don't enjoy staring at the bright hues and that familiar vibrant color. 
I don't like reminiscing the obscure past
It keeps on reminding me that some things don't last.
I don't like wasting my time facing the once magical sky
I only tend to question myself over and over again--why?
I don't want to look back on those colorful patterns of palletes
I only feel remorseful, sighing deep with countless regrets.
I don't want to describe how scenic is the painted skies,
It only remind me of your wicked, constant lies.
I no longer admire the orange, red, yellow, pink and purple streaks
It only pushes these damn tears to outline my cheeks
I don't care about how picturesque the view of the setting sun is
All I care is how to get rid of this mess. 
I want to go back to who I was before¬
Vibrant, cheerful, full of hopes and vigor¬
That's why I don't like sunsets anymore.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Romios Avatar
October 29, 2019 at 5:58 AM
Sometimes I too get tired of sunsets. I feel I will choke if I read another poem. We rape the sky for poem topics. I have done this myself. Your poem clearly explained your sorrow. People right now are experiencing similar or worse loss. You will get better. Panagiota
Alvero Avatar
October 29, 2019 at 10:16 AM
Yeah maybe the day will come when I will appreciate the beauty of sunset again.
Green Avatar
September 3, 2019 at 9:08 AM
I can certainly understand this and I feel for you. When one comes into our lives and then takes the beauty away when they leave, it hurts deeply. But soon, you will see the sunsets for what they are, the beauty of nature that is always there for us of we choose to look. Nicely done
Alvero Avatar
October 27, 2019 at 6:34 AM
Maybe soon I will be able to appreciate the beauty of sunsets but for now it just haunts me with so much memories.
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