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The Setting Sun (poem)

Updated on September 26, 2013

What does he search for in the setting sun

Which kisses endless ocean of goodbye

As whispers set a breeze for him alone

A darkness which weighs heavy on his soul

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For him there are no footsteps on the ground

There is no heart which beats for him at all

So empty were the memories misplaced

He leaves a life which never felt him near

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He cries too late to shadows of his blame

His pain meet echoes of a wasted life

Of all the things which once he could have done

What does he search for in the setting sun

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Now somewhere in this sun there walked a man

In darkness searched for purpose of his own

Who in a moment saw a stranger fall

And with a helping hand a life began

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      Deb Hirt 4 years ago from Stillwater, OK

      We always have the power to change, no matter how aged we become.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Your poetry as always inspires and leave a lasting impression.

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      DJ Anderson 4 years ago

      Hey, Martin,

      I'm running a day late and a dollar short.

      Your words make my heart weary. Should I be worried for you, Martin?

      I sense a profound change in recent writings.

      There seems to be much regret and pain at the core.

      Positive energy coming your way,

      DJ.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      As Job told his 'friends,' life can be 'few of days and full of trouble.' For some reason your thoughtful poem reminded me of him. Blessings.

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      Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

      That profound reflection of one's life is painful indeed, for life is fleeting as the setting sun. Superb.

      Up and more and sharing

      Dear Mh, I saw your comment on Eric's hub, please know you are in my thoughts and prayers. I pray that His peace, the peace that surpasses all understanding will rain down upon you, precious heart, and you know of His presence at this time and no fear shall enter your heart.

      God bless you. Hugs and love,

      Faith Reaper

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      Laura L Scotty 4 years ago from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

      This sounds so much like the "yea, though I walk through the valley, I will fear no evil." The soulful reflection sounds so personal that I fear for the writer. Well done.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 4 years ago from The Caribbean

      "What does he search for in the setting sun?" Great theme! Great opportunity for reflection. Thank you!

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 4 years ago from Reno NV

      Well expressed Martin and a joy to read. Jamie

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      Shauna L Bowling 4 years ago from Central Florida

      This is a very mournful piece but ends in hope. Love this one, Martin!

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      I believe we all search in that setting sun regardless of how our lives have transpired. Beautiful and Voted UP!

      Best,

      Kim

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

      Beautiful...

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      Ann Carr 4 years ago from SW England

      Terrible to have a wasted life; however, it's never too late to redeem oneself? Is that it? Lovely poem of despair with a little hope at the end.

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      Anna Haven 4 years ago from Scotland

      There seems a deep meaning running through these words. It evokes questions and thoughts. Nicely penned.