Headlights

Headlights mark 
another highway 
like mismatched 
string lights.

Lines of 
solemn beams 
endlessly cascading
together to
form vibrant
clusters against 
the skyline...  

Eventually becoming 
nothing but 
hazy blurs 
in the
growing distance...   

Until consumed 
by darkness...  
 
And gone 
from sight.

October 21, 2021October 28, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: Lights, Lives, Me, Night, Poetry, Watching 3 Comments

3 thoughts on “Headlights”

Hobbo says:

Oct 21, 2021 at 10:18 am

This little poem captures the transient nature of our lives so elegantly.👍👏

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  Nov 01, 2021 at 11:33 pm
  
  Thank you Hobbo ❤️
  
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  - Hobbo says:
    
    Nov 02, 2021 at 8:49 am
    
    👍🧡
    
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