When The Sun Goes Down
May 9, 2023
When the sun goes down
beauty still remains,
through the reddish sky
his love still flows
more than ever before
I see why this is beautiful.
When the sun goes down
life begins,
the tides come alive
underneath her marvelous light
they roar with a thousand echoes
beauty never looked so good.
When the sun goes down
she awakens,
her beauty is second to none
I ponder on her very existence
she's a love I never want to loose
better than what I have ever imagined.
When the sun goes down
the echoes begin,
those silent thoughts
those loving words
they never sounded so good
I embrace the voices that come.
When the sun goes down
my muse is awake,
Diana mother of the tides
inspire me with those rays
God is supreme
you are His servant
all I see is your art.
When the sun goes down
He is all I hear,
the questions vanish
the aches melt
this once heavy heart
has found his path
those who doubt
wait and see.
©Adiela Michael Osiah.
(Pen Blood).
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PoetryPoetry and inspiration Some of these poems are true life experiences, I just thought I'd share the beauty in light and dark poetry hope you'll enjoy it... P.S . Some of these are dark poetry so please be sure to read and vote
