Evening sky

He painted my evening sky

With clouds adorning up so high

Smeared it with red-orange streaks

Trees silhouetting as the dusk breaks

With a blushing crimson sun

Leaving a trail at the horizon

Scattered as far as the sky can see

He painted a beautiful sky for me

…Angitha

ANGITHA is a traveler, reader and poetry patron who cherish doing her share of work to make this planet more lovable and livable, She posts regularly on her Instagram page ‘my inked solace’