sun is hiding behind the clouds
darkness is dawning
with the separations
another day folds up
like a drawing paint
i see the sky far
with the look of dying red
it reminds me the life silently
birds are flying back to their nest
but am i finish mine to get rest
lonely walkes in this road of life
even twinkling stars are above
this poem is about beauty of nature.
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