Syllables of the Sunset

Absorbs gusty blows of broken winds on this riveting rainy noon

Dark desire of despair trickle down my face

I meekly accept and embrace

A simple wish to be one with the moon

An Old Friend Calls up and brightens your day

Suddenly Moonlight has a special soothing way

As I lay down to count my syllables,

rewind my mundane morbid routine

I wish I had the energy of my Teen

I yearn to flow and escape, lit up and spread

It’s these familiar walls, these securities I dread

Yet one day, I know I will be free

Be one with the ocean or a tree

Dance to the tune, timeless ravenous reverie

I lie still and feel I am me!!!

In this Glorious Sunset, I am finally free and there I see

Her reflection on the rising moon.

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