Clouded Sunset

Not much to say about this one. Take it for what it is.

Clouded Sunset______________________

The sun is setting,

yet I can’t see it.

 

Still, this obscure, foggy door

never seemed so promising.

 

It’s cold and dark inside the closet.

My closet.

My sixteen year old closet.

 

That tender, crimson organ

is clawing to break through me

to send the world a salutations.

 

Now, the hinges are shattering

and gradually,

gingerly

the setting sun shines through.

 

I’m scared.

 

But I don’t want to miss the sunset.

Reviews

[Rachelle]

I like the line "my sixteen year old closet" I find it interesting and obsure

[Eden]

This is very good. "But I don't want to miss the sunset." beautiful...

[Elissa; the genuine art..]

This is an amazing write.
The ending really got to me.
Keep up the great work!

-Elissa :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Sometime we must battle many things to be able to see the world outside with positive eyes. A outstanding poem with a powerful story.
Coyote

[Frantzuu]

This piece is set up in a very atractive way lol
I like the poem a lot good job once again. :D