Sunset sky

by the love of another fills my soul   Mar 4, 2006


When I see the sunset, the colors blended together,it's as if they're being painted by the slightest touch of a painters hand.I can see much more than just a bunch of colors. It's like a world opening up.A world of beauty and wonder.Where no one worries, and where mystical creatures walk around.Where fairies are born from flowers and unicorns dance in the moonlight.The colors,swirls of imagination,I like to call them.Something so unique.Each night a new canvas is painted,wach oen different than the one before it.But as the sunset fades,and stars come alive within the moonlit sky,a new canvas is born.Until once again, the morning and afternoon sun shall once again bring the colors into the sky.

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  • 18 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    Very good.

  • 18 years ago

    by dorothy

    No its not about me im talking about lonly people great poams

  • 18 years ago

    by donna

    I love watching the sunset,I don't do it enough! maybe cos we don't get much sun in England lol.. great poem.. thanks for your comment on my poem too xx

  • 18 years ago

    by Macy

    I really enjoyed this one! keep it up cuz your a really talneted writer!!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Just Me

    Hey nice poem! Lol nice we are very similar! lol! Friends who love pickels and animal names lol! who woulda guessed! ROFL!!!!