And Then It Reminds Me

This was a poem I wrote while on the porch gazing at a sunset that had two colorful mushroom looking clouds in it. This was harder for me to write, because normally I don't write things other than emo

Two mushrooms- 
atop the dissipating clouds;
While conjoining the sunset- 
The colors ensued serenity, 
Even among the crowds.

A bad habit- 
But a moment I wont forget.
I soak in as the sundrops -
backdrops; 
The ember of my cigarette.

One slightly tilted vision, 
Shrouds previous indecision-
And then it reminds me;
I now begin to listen. 

 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A nice descriptive poem of that moment...Splendid...:)