SUNSETS Sunsets bring the universe closer to us, Removing the blue illusion of the day. Sunsets give the moon some spotlight, With a million stars twinkling away. Darkness descending after light, Just like evil balances the good, The rule of the Universe is upheld. I have a thing for sunsets, you know? When the red hue reflects upon the sky, Like a canvas carelessly caressed with brush, It scatters in all directions like red watercolour, Accidentally spilled on nature's picture, On the water and the mountain peaks. I sat through many of them. Alone, in a crowd, silent and in conversation. On the ruins of a fort, atop a mountain road, On a boat afloat a lake, and the river sides. Each time, each sunset, gives me stories, Of embracing new beginnings or Of everything coming to an end some day, An apocalypse called Life. Sunsets by Suranya Sunsets bring the universe closer to us, Removing the blue illusion of the day. Sunsets give the moon some spotlight, With a million stars twinkling away. Darkness descending after light, Just like evil balances the good,
