At sunset, sinking gold <br /> Goaded by great will <br /> Death, painful as birth <br /> Cold wind freezing <br /> The wings of life <br /> And at sun rise <br /> Pulsates <br /> <br />A dark beetle whirrs <br />The pain at birth <br />Resounding cradle <br />Stretches to the grave <br />The warmth of love, <br />Like consciousness <br />Trespasses time and space.<br /><br />Raveendran N.V.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sunset-thoughts-after-reading-a-poet/
