Last Sunset

[MisterPoetry]

Light takes its final bow
Hues of the horizon
Slide into invisible
Tears form to streaks
Once azure patterns
Now abstract memory
Mixed palette pleasures
Stark contrasts clash
Trapped freedom reigns
Withered are the tethers
Soaking in ambitions
Wishes build the wall
Vision becomes deaf
Last sunset fades free

 

[TiberCross]

a portrait well painted.