26/8 Sunset

the sky this sunset
a white grey with soft tone of red
leaving everything warmer
so much better
than this cold cold world

in a matter of seconds the red gets even more evident
in my vision, a tree in the left uprising corner
some small buildings on the down right part
leaving everything warmest
an image to keep
while in this cold cold day

now the grey gets clear
the dirty walls calls for attention
garbage from non care ones
cars moving cars turned off
it seems sad so sad

at last, an artificial light pop up
the gold shine from above
intertwining the gray blue descending
evolving what looks like a painting
in times where form and art are not contemplate
oh if they do, what health it all could bring!

dark grey lilac rises from above to stay
while the gold gold rose like fire
burning everything in silence
birds embraces the nest like it is a part of them
and I, absorbing this night so powerful
watered in depth of the moon so full