BEFORE SUNSET

This is a love story, an original composition with a twist- read on...





It's 5'oclock in the afternoon

The sky is pale gray

Sending signs of a bad weather

It felt heavy...


Heaven may have felt my excruciating agony

Heaven may have heard my silent cries

The clouds may have hidden themselves

Behind the layers...


Their time was up.

They already had enough

Too display their usual grandeur

It was time to retreat...


A sudden surge of tears stream down my face

Putting a halt to my thoughts

Then a soft breeze blew my wet cheeks

It came to me... 5.15pm- not too bad.

The sky was now painted with colors of tangerine and pale yellow.


My heart leaped

I knew I had to hurry up

I had to see her before dusk

I had to meet her before darkness envelop the night

I had to...I need to...before the angels close their eyes

Or before the stars appear on sight

I had to tell her...before the sun kiss the horizon

Before the sun hides its glaring face...before the sun ever sets...


Indeed, I was on time

She was already there...sitting on the familiar bench

Staring from afar with that pretty face now tear-stricken

She was still lovely as that day

We first met

Incomparable...I have never seen such a beauty

The prettiest sight heavens might have missed

I was love-strucked...

I knew from that day on

She will dwell inside of me.


She did...


I am what she has made of me.

If there is such a place splendid than Paradise,

It would be in her arms.

If there is such a life beyond this

It would be in the silent and serene

Reality that I had loved her

More than love itself...

Nothing could ever conquer it.


The clock of life must have stopped ticking,

The wheel of time must have stopped spinning,

But not the rush of emotions-

Of deep longing...

Of intense yearning...


I can't seem to move from where I was standing

My feet were heavy

As if weighed down with fetters...

I was inches away from her

But we were like worlds apart.


I found myself sitting next to her

A cold shiver run through me

It's 5.40, yet the sun was still hanging in there

As if not wanting to bid goodbye

Even if it knew, it had to go for a while...


Heaven must have known...

Heaven must have understood.

The sun would not set

Unless IT IS FINISHED...


I looked at her

I wanted to kiss her until

We couldn't breathe anymore.

Her warm embrace caresses me

As if not wanting to let go...

I missed her...so much...


How could I tell her

To free herself from the misery.

That I was sent from heaven

And now my time is up.


Like the sun, I too must set

I, too must find repose

I, too must rest...


Then a little child came to her.

With three white roses in her hand.

Shocked, she held it slowly

Wondering where in heaven

It must have fallen.


With a gesture, the child whispered,

"From a man in white...he told me

to give those roses to you..."


And she knew it.. she understood..

She wept like she never wept before.

I wept with her...only in silence.

In a soft but clear voice

She uttered, "Sweetie, I can't see the sun anymore.

I know it's time for you to go... I'm letting you go..."

"I know these roses are from you.. I love you still"

"I know you are always here... with me."


I stared at he sky...

The sun has already set.

It would be another long dark night.

But not in the place where

I supposed to be.


I knew this lifetime isn't the end

Like every dusk has its dawn.



Tomorrow the sun will rise

In his perfect time...It will never have to set again...