THE DUSK

The sky is no longer in dark colors

But now painted pink and orange hues of bright

And though it’s not it still allures

It will always have a lovely sight

 

My thoughts are running with the night that left

To just have sound minds find the door inside

My body is lame but this mind still deft

And, now darkness still waits and bides

 

Tomorrow the same repeats and will die

And sleep will come and won’t pick a fight

But, have yet to close my lovely eyes

Determined I have become overnight

 

Before the light can spill along the dawn

These words will stay with what is right or wrong

 

Mariseini Herrada

 

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