The tired sun was about to set in a concrete jungle but remain hanged on the top of a telecom tower for few hours. The same sun was setting in the turfs of pine at a valley far away from house of mine. A sea was witnessing the same event where the same sun was melting in its hot waters. A writer dipped his pen in the pot of ink to still the event with an Intent to let the world see sunset like thee #apmchallenge #sunset #napowrimo #napowrimo18 #poetry #challenge #yqbaba #shapepoem