Posted in Poetry


All the colored clouds
have settled like
vanishing chocolate
in the mouth …
The sky is dope-stoned
with hazy dark grey…
The sky’s jagged creeks
gape at me like frozen
dull beef ….
Sometimes, the sky
is like a lion opening its jaws…
Everything has vanished
and the dark curtain
smiles alluringly.



I am a Hellenic Philistine Hedonist, an existential nihilist, and a postmodernist with a passion to write poetry, fiction, essays and philosophy.

3 thoughts on “Sunset

  1. While my favorite time is sunrise but sunsets are lovely and so is this that you wrote.
    I have to say that I’m not the smartest girl and that kind comment you made on my post, It’s A Pity, was accidentally marked as spam by me as I was responding to it because my fingers don’t work correctly. Many thanks for it though


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