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The drowning sun

The drowning sun

A Poem by Mr.Writer

The drowning sun...

I'm lost in the beauty 
of the drowning sun

my eyes, steady to the horizon
watching the sun cast it's golden rays
upon the clouds

as it leaves its bleeding marks in the sky
and begins to descend 
into the ocean

the colors changing fast
as the drowning sun
soon disappears

its warmth fading
leaving a cold feeling
within me

© 2017 Mr.Writer

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Such elegant emotion. A feeling of calm and yet a little sad. Nice poem. It really is a swell poem. Maybe i should start getting into doing some poetry. Stuff like this might do me some good. Letting out what it is that i feel deep inside. It'd be a rather good read. Wouldn't you think? Keep up the good poetry. there might be something deeper coming from you yet. Wouldn't you figure? It's always good to read a nice made poem. Always uplifting. Never a drag. Poems like these... i'd read anytime.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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1 Year Ago

Poetry indeed lets us pour out what we're feeling inside of us, maybe like something really deep as .. read more


A wonderful poem shared my friend. The setting sun. Is a beautiful site. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 3 Months Ago

Your emotions come through so strongly in this piece. The imagery of the sun and the sky, the feeling of juxtaposition I felt personally when you compared the remnants to bleeding marks reminded me of how bittersweet a sunset can be. I also appreciated how you decided to break up your poem. Each stanza moves me in a different way, bringing through different emotions each time, moving with time as the sun sets. I have been lost many times in the beauty of the sunset, and this piece does a lovely job bringing out the emotions and imagery that comes along with drowning suns.

Posted 3 Months Ago

Excellent piece of writing
Really enjoyed

Posted 4 Months Ago

So wonderful and peaceful! Just a quick thought: "it's" in the fourth line should be "its."

Posted 7 Months Ago


7 Months Ago

Alrighty, thank you for the correction! :)
Watching the sun rise or set is one of the great gifts as a human being. This is a beautiful declaration of admiring words and vivid imagery.A pleasure

Posted 9 Months Ago


9 Months Ago

Thanks so much!
'.. my eyes, steady to the horizon ~ watching the sun cast it's golden rays ~ upon the clouds.. '

The Sun's never ever gone. It's more a daily visitor that comes bearing the most incredible gift: another morning to inhale and savour. Then when it whispers goodbye, it leaves memories on which to dine. Surely.? And that for me is much of what you say, with a little sadness thrown in because.. you're you, a very fine poet.

Posted 10 Months Ago


9 Months Ago

Thank you so much Emma! :) I really appreciate the review :)
Beautiful sun leaving behind bleeding marks and cold feeling....

Like every other beautiful thing.

Nicely penned

Posted 12 Months Ago


11 Months Ago

Thank you SSR! :))
Although this is a beautiful poem, at face value, it can also be rather a good metaphor for the ending of anything that has been valued. But it is important to get those cold toes warmed up again.

Posted 12 Months Ago


12 Months Ago

I agree with you!
Thank you so much!
According to the ancient myths, the Sun was put in a chariot and everyday God Helios would drive the chariot all along the sky. That is how the Sun would rise and set. However, I found your interpretation just as uniquely effective in stimulating the imagination.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 Year Ago

Ohh, that's cool to know!
Thank you so much Phill :)

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Added on July 14, 2017
Last Updated on July 17, 2017



Toronto, Ontario, Canada

First of all... I love to write! It has always been my passion to write since... last year! :D I can easily pour my emotions in writing without telling them to anyone. I love to review people's work.. more..


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