When you find yourself
walking down the beach
feeling the damp sand
beneath your bare feet
as you curl your toes
a calm sensation
travels your body
You look back as
you watched your footprints
diminished by the
crashing waves
back and forth
Then you stare at
the golden sun
touching the wide horizon
as a burst of
bright orange, angry red
and fluffy pink colors
spread on the sky
much like a white canvas
spilled with colors of sunset
You sat down and stare
as the sun sinks
and slowly gets lost
in the smooth sea
Then suddenly hit you
breaking you on your
train of thoughts,
perhaps sunsets are
great reminders
that life is composed
of small choices
You choose whether to
stay in place admiring the sun
setting beneath your eyes
as you grieve for its parting
when the night creeps in
telling the moon
of your painful loss
and sorrows
or pick yourself up
at the crack of dawn
awaiting for the fresh
beautiful sunrise
rising from the
depth of the sea
climbing back to its place
as you gaze on it
spreading pools of
radiant colors on the sky
living for
yet another day.
-k.l.p
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Thoughts of a Mad Person
PoetryCollection of poems by an old lost soul. Let's keep these thoughts between you and I. Throw the judgements through the window. And embrace each other's vulnerability. It's my void of fantasy to escape the harsh reality.
