After the Sun Goes Down

After the sun goes down,

In the dark and dreary town,

Dew drops mist unsettling wisps

Of regrets that once held the air so crisp
You could bite into it

Like an apple

Or fold it

Like new papyrus

After the sun goes down,

The blue sky turns to velvet

Lining every street and road

In every house, tent, and abode

Grasping onto midnight's code,

Its firm fingers tightly sewn

Into the fabric of the node

After the sun goes down,

I sit in solitude-

Waiting forever does it seem,

For the hopeful, does allude

Tiny stranger particles,

Moving through the articles,

Collision course finds it's chorus

Something I never knew

To me, ever so new


After the sun goes down,

Is before the sun comes up-

My time to wonder about how,

I will next fill my cup.

Before the sun comes around the globe,

Is the deciding time for giving up.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

First I have read of you. Drawn in by the very colourful artwork on your avatar. I have to say I am impressed. I enjoyed very much After The Sun Goes Down. I like your rhyme scheme and the flow of your lines is fluid. I am left thinking I want to read more.

Chris

[Indra's Child]

Thank you for your review, I really appreciate it.
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