Sunset

Dear, I can see you.

You are in love with dusk.

Though you are reeling off to the west,

 I wish you the best

And I do guess that you are not cast there by demons.

Dear, I do abhor sunset more than anything because it is

In dusk that I anticipate a lot of bad things.

I can see you flinging your wings.

Look at the horizon.

What promise is it having for you?

Why did you not take off to the east?

Why not for the winds are motivational and a great pusher?

The winds of passion and well-wishes.

The western tornadoes will but relish with you

And erode you like the calm winds that gently kissed the rocks

Not telling of their acidity.

I wish I could change the sun and take sunrise to

Where you are flipping your wings.

Please! Listen to the birds;

The lark is even lacking music;

It is in distress due to the route to which your paws followed;

To where they follow.

Oh! Houses of predators preserve my gone lover

Oh! My love why did you choose sunset?

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Written by; Ponatshegelo Mista Poke Katlholo

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