Have you ever seen sunset?



That is  beautiful right?

The sun slowly changes its shape, the sky starts turning reddish orange, the rays of sun seem like going in a whole new world where finally they will find peace. 

But, were you never afraid at sunset?

I always am.

When the sun slowly changes its shape, and the blue enthusiastic sky is killed, and the red blood is spread all over the sky, the sky seems to be crying all the cries of people who died. The darkness starts overshadowing the light. It seems like evil won over the right.

This is how reckless sun elegantly dies.

                        -Hadeeqah

#in response to today’s one word-prompt.