silent, a cold sky.

when i open the window

to witness an evening’s demise

i realize a shiver crawling upon me

not just my skin, my very soul

a deep crimson overshadows everything

although there is light

its deep

a dark form it takes, unwillingly

the sky stays as it is for a while


as if looking back at me

my feeble existence

drowning in its shadows long-falling

so extended that

even the birds settle and keep low

as it turns colder every moment

with each breath

a little more

it dies, in silence.


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