The Soul Sun
Not a decade quiver
Not the end of an era
Not a sacred story
Not a sole deal
Yet a subtle sense lies on ......
LOVE of a DEW on the SUN
The rays evoke the ecstasy
The brightness lits up the days
The colour brings bliss
The rise surpass the small heart
Dew imagines the image
Sun rises for visiting it
It sets to sing lullaby
Dream is curel than reality
When it breaks life begins
Dew winks at the paddy field
Wets the atmosphere to welcome the Sun
The reflection becomes reciprocation
Dew wishes to wisper
A tiny voice with loud heart
Shouts at the Sun
Confesses the supreme emotion
Dew waits for answer
Dusk comes... Dark disappears
Dawn blooms... Dew stares at the sky!
Days! Weeks! Months! Years! Centuries!
It's still the...unanswered melody
Not yet !
Paddy field laughs at the dew
It says with smile
I know the Sun doesn't belong to me
But the Sun knows
Always I belong only to Him.
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