soaked in orange sunset
upon the shores of the empty sea
strips of clouds turning violet
bright single star is all i can see
thinking about what life has to offer
for a boy who lives in simplicity
it feels like walking into a dream
and snaps back into reality
striving hard to receive the fruit
the fruit that's close to death
the labor using strength of youth
for the fruit that takes your breath
choose: to rush things to be happy
or to be happy while doing things
living your days as place of gaiety
than dying with material things.Labels: fiction, life, original, poetry, realization, self
