The Falling Sunset
an alluring site
the feeling of a flying kite
the clouds are roaming
the colours are forming
red, blue, gold and turqouise
a weather
so moist
setting clouds
look like dark hills
with high mountains lakes and valley mills.
but a sudden red sandy desert
with mud and black dirt
now a navy majestic site
oh! my covet to fly
looks like a water holding boats
with gold bue cover coats
a never ending ocean..........
a dinless motion.................
the sinking sunrays...........
it's going..........
itz going..........
itz dark black
itz gone!!!
the falling sunset
has finally
FALLEN!!!!
Copyright © Mehak Kawatra | Year Posted 2008
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