Short Sunset Poems Novels & Stories

I don't want to open my eyes because if I do, I'll just cause my heart more pain for I will face the hard truth, the reality that I'm all alone in this world. I opened my eyes and the sky filled my eyes. It turns orange, meaning it's sunset already. The sunsets and just waiting to be replaced with dark. Too much brightness can hurt that you need to be in the dark sometimes. I glance at my wristwatch. An hour has passed. That means I've slept throughout the time. "Time to go" I mumbled after caressing their tombstone. I stand up and stared at their names. BLUE CRAINE SEQUOVIA

The soft rays of the big reddish dish met their eyes. It appeared as if the sun was racing with the time. Finally, the twilight dropped a curtain on the scene. It was very beautiful to watch the sun slowly fall behind everything and watching the colors go from bright and vibrant, fade into pure darkness. Street lights were switched on one after another. The birds were silent, either the two sitting on the bench, watching all forces of darkness covered the landscape. Soon, Maxine got the courage to speak. “I am sorry.” “...” “You toldd me that I should keep it promise. But I failed.”

Olivia murmured. Before she knew it, time had passed so quickly. Olivia realized that the sun was beginning to set, creating a stunning twilight sky. She stopped for a moment, gazing at the beautiful sunset from the bridge where she stood. The colors of orange, red, and purple mixed harmoniously on the horizon, creating a stunning natural painting.

"Luna, look." I reluctantly opened my eyes, feeling awestruck. The distant clouds filled the entire sky, staining even the sea a brilliant crimson. The sun descended slowly, casting a solemn, mysterious, yet dignified atmosphere, until it reached its peak, fading gradually, and the last ray sank into the sea, leaving only the sound of the rolling tide.

The night will come into its own, and its eternal companion, the moon, will illuminate the world with its ghostly light. Yarsi stared up at the sky and noted with surprise that he had not noticed before how beautiful a sunset can be. The clouds absorbed the reflections of the sun, turning from white to crimson and scarlet. The sky was lined with bright streaks, like the reflections of a fire burning in a distance that was inaccessible to the eye. The boundless height, now still bright, but soon it will be filled with darkness….

She asked I suddenly remembered the small poem in the book I have shared with Lea "Think of me, our time might come to an end. In a blink, you might be blind to see me." "I am on the brink of the cliff, can you catch me? I am shrinking, will you see me?" "In a wink, there's only one eye. In a heart, there's only one side" I haven't given attention to it but, it did affect me. Little did I know, it was the end

Java, 1586 The wind howled across the coast. The sun blazed from the peak of a sharp blue sky, while massive waves exploded against the black rocks lining Karang Bendan's shoreline. On a stretch of smooth sand, two men stood facing each other, separated by little more than eight feet.

The sunset after the rain was never as beautiful as it was now. It was a magic that existed beyond words. And what can one say about a sunset? One could go on forever describing how the colors blend together to create illusion and eternal beauty. You can talk forever about the sunset, which pleases the eyes after a hard day. But what can you say about the sunset that graced the day after emotion, pain and happiness? Cities can change twice a day. It is in the morning and in the evening. In the morning, cities can be different. They may even have different colors of houses. In the evening, cities seem to breathe in and take on a whole new hue. For in the evening, everything becomes sincere. S

The sun was about to set as it took the shape of a dissolving lava in the darkness.  ''Holding hands with you like a promise that, if even for a brief moment or a few hours, we don't have to face the world alone.'' --Anonymous ****************************************** Please vote and comment too. Shrinkhla Singh😃😃😃

There was no going back. “Lunar dim filling the evening skies. Just like its shape, you changed before my eyes. Dark and insignificant without the sun’s rays. How could you escape my eagle’s gaze.” Melissa didn’t stop for a second as she continued. Her voice was clear and it resonated with the audience. Shane listened attentively as she completed the poem she was presenting. “Although you appear nothing more than a spec in the night. Even then, you pierce the dark with light. To them it didn’t matter, but to me it shone so bright.