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The Sunset

sunset came now i see myself
sitting on the grasslands facing the river,
i passed through years and made it here
no challenges left - i miss my Mother.

i started my life with nothing but dust,
and have reached my dreams beyond heaven,
the world showered the gifts i now own
i looked back my life and saw... Happiness.

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Free verse
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quite a nice place to be.

a be-fitting poem!


I agree with Kailashana,

In my opinion, this is a quietly reflective poem that speaks louder than the actual tone of its words...

In the midst of all the writer believes he HAS, and has ACHEIVED, the loss of his mother still troubles him....

Enjoyed this one.

i'm experimenting here...i'm trying to describe what's there on a minimal way hehe..

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