#WritcoPoemPrompt80

We are always exploring,
Yet planned paths can be boring,
Both are crazy me and you,
The beauty of life we will view,
In the hues of the setting sun
With a cup of tea sitting,
Under the blushing sky,
The stars shimmering recalls,
The long paths we had overcome
Smouldering past sentiments.
A distressed portion of us,
Embrace the enigmatic evening,
The hearts beating contracted,
The radiating moon draws a line,
Surrender to the lyrics of life.
© Architakumar96