Coucher de soleil - Poésie - Poème - Theo Bamara

Basternes of fire
Are gathering in the blue sky
Around the god-star…
He will die for sure !

Escaping these murderers
He ran and ran
But there is nothing
Behind the extent

The scrum is violent
My heart is delighted
The lights are flamboyant

The star defends his life
Deadly skirmish !
The sun sets

© Theo Bamara – 2000 | From ” Menthal – Poems in Blue”

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