Sunsets
By: Mridula Murugan
The sky slows down,
softening at the edges—
blue turning to gold,
gold fading to pink.
Nothing rushes here—
the light
takes its time leaving,
the clouds
drifting along.
You sit and watch
as the day quietly
lets go.
The sun resting
at the edge,
then slowly
slipping away.
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