Photography, poetry



Some says that sunsets
radiate sadness.
Whenever it appear,
You’d just feel its heaviness in your chest.
Some says that sunsets
are goodbyes
For it give off the feeling of an end.
Some says that sunsets
are just a mere setting of the sun

I refuse to believe.

Deep within me, I know
It is serenity
It is of hope and new beginnings.
The end of the day yet the start of another.
And everytime I’ll lay eyes on the sunset,
I want myself to be reminded of those.