Sunsets

Perhaps something like a final sunset, just a thought.

 

Scraping in the ears like dragging feet

Telling the angry voices were too loud

The music too painful

Pianos too sad.

Universes, torn to drift harmonically

We cant catch sound,

tickling in our stomach with fading wings

We cant catch light,

Falling from clouds to broken earth,

We are

we are trembling,

 

Into hills empty of iron,

bled away in the air and raging waters.

Reviews

[kurrupted]

believe me i also thought "is it the suset of the end of time?"...wierdly deep, thumbs up.

[jeRRy.whaLLey]

a sadness and fragility quivers within the Poetics here -- and yet there is lightness -- you use words with contrast to image insightful realizations -- a final Sunset is yet beautiful if not tragic -- not with a bang but a whimper may be our Human lot but the rhapsodized Heart enraptured in a final burst of light is a divine song that shall drift harmonically in the Universe as a integral part of all that is -- who knows maybe that reverberation will be the key ingredient to a new more wondrous place and time in the great cosmic recycling of creation -- born again on a longing song of a long dead world! your phrases are unique Armada

[poddar kushal]

it has its moments. beautiful moments.