Sunset

Silence of me

 If I can stand the beauty it I open my blinds during the magic hour

Quick glimpse before the sun sets behind the clouds

Empty space

Flourishing thought

Warm feeling of familiarity and a plethora of dosh

I keep some retro belongings

I look at the tombstones

I stare at the tombstones

I am to be cremated

I press my face against the ground of where my grandfather passed away,

Listening for anything

A last word left in the air?

In the ground?

I patiently wait for spring as this is the first real winter I have seen in years

I don’t mind the weather as much as I do my wine glass empty with no girl to fill it up

For the first time in times

I find myself lonely

Reaching out as far as this page

I listen to beautiful sounds

A promising future

And candles to blow out every night

Wishing the same wish with your eyes in sight

Reviews

[Lady V]

Great piece. Feeling lonely is a very heart felt emotion that many people can relate to. I really enjoyed reading this and I look forward to reading more.


Live, Love and Learn

Lady V