Red dusk

tallisman

The evening sun colours the sky

Bleeding red as the daylight fades

Red eyes opening somewhere close by

The rasp of a stone sharpening a blade

Muttering of a preacher for his Gods sake

As the denizens of darkness awake

 

Evening laughter from street side bars

Hiding the fear and the grief

Below the surface of mental scars

The raw reality buried beneath

By the moment, by the drink, by the night

Despair hidden yet still in plain sight

 

The red dusk fades to starlight

The light of lovers and lust

There will be no regrets tonight

Tomorrow if you must

There’s no thereafter, tonight is all

With the death of the sun, we fall, we fall

  • Author: Tallisman (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 18th, 2022 13:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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