As the sun sets behind the mountains and creates a half T of light, it reminds me of the number seven. The dull light brings every excitement down a tone, and i see a bit of heaven. The clouds look like fizz from an open can of sky, and i realize how amazing life really is. On the mountain the trees greenly stand up to their reputation of pleasing by means of air. The trees are what my life depends on, they're so simple and meaningful, i can't help to stare, and yet i'm sure they're not even aware. I turn over in the sand with only nothing as care. The waves push their own selves upon the beach, the day is fading and my mind is done teaching its own self new things. I close my eyes on the beach and sing myself to sleep, who knows what beautiful things tomorrow might bring. The air becomes darkened and the shadows begin to lose shape. The darkening sky is slowly closing the drapes of light, the outside ceiling loses its bright as the star hero wears its black cape. The dull, shiney water seems so pure, yet if you were drying up, this liquid would be the cure. Such an amazing form of surface, I'm lured closer in mesmerization. I look behind the water and am drawn into looking at the mind stabbing water logs. I'm so amazed by a world where the haziest thing is clouded fog. Then i wake up to our world of smog, and my mind slowly jogs back to reality Please comment
Reason for writing:
ever watched a sunset when your thinking about a person you want really bad, and you only want to hold them close? this is what happens, haha.
Birth sign: Gemini
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