Sunset

In the canvas of the evening sky
Where colors blend and dreams fly high
I find solace in the painted scene
Yet a subtle ache creeps in between

With every stroke of crimson and gold
Comes a whisper a story untold
A silent yearning in the air
As if the sunset holds secrets rare

Oh sunset you paint the sky so bright
Yet within me stirs a quiet plight
A longing for something yet unknown

In the beauty of the dusk it's shown.
As the canvas fades to a tranquil night
Underneath the stars' enchanting light
The tranquil scene a gentle facade
But beneath it all a heart is flawed

With every shimmer of the evening's grace
Comes a yearning a silent embrace
A longing for what could have been
In the twilight's embrace it's seen

Oh sunset you weave a tapestry of dreams
Yet within me a silent scream
Aching for a touch of grace
In the tranquil dusk's embrace (in the tranquil dusk's embrace)

Maybe it's the fleeting nature of dreams
Or the echoes of whispers in moonbeams
But in the beauty of the painted sky
Lingers a melancholy hidden yet nigh

So I'll embrace the sunset's gentle kiss
And cherish the moments of bliss
But beneath it all I'll hold on tight
To the hope of a dawn pure and bright