In the lap of the horizon,
over the blinks of the evening lulls,
red yellow and crimson clouds,
the painted sky by greater sun,
a canvas of love & faith,
a bride of the universe,
with red glow on her face,
and kiss of orange on her lips,
always with golden hair and bliss,
a pride of the whole day,
the evening sky with sunset.
the golden grass and golden trees,
and longing shadows towards the ends
and birds flying back to their nests,
always it is out of of reach,
always i want to go there,
where there the sun sets
Rafique Farooqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-the-sun-sets/
