Tag: dusk

Twilight

Learning, Poetic
There’s orange swirling
In the west brink, and yellow
Beautifying dark.

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welcomed by the beauty of twilight — as orange as the robes of bikhus who are chanting mantras welcoming Vesak Day

good evening, dear Self

You Like It Or Not, Feel Good

Learning, Poetic
Orange horizon
Warms her dusk, welcomes her night.
Weekend’s over soon.

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How beautiful is the sunset in the west? The color, the shape, the impression plus the drama that it can create. That’s how poetic a natural phenomenon can be in the hand of a literary person.

How high is sun’s temperature? Burning, suffocating without oxygen, lack of blue and green all red. That’s how emotionless a sunset can be through scientific point of view.

I prefer feeling good…. 🎼