When the first ray of the Sun wakes me up, you whisper into my ears,
“One new day, come, let’s have a play”…
I turn around, the north wind blows my hair, and I find you, there…
When the last ray of the Sun bids adieu the earth,
Thousands of hues play hide and seek with me,
I see the vermilion sky, and I find you there…
Peering from the dusky yellow, you tell me,
“Another sunset, waiting to be vanished in your arms,
Let it be, anyway…”
I smile at you, and reply,
“The story is not over yet, the dawn is still there to be arrived…”
I see the colours of the dusk, writing a beautiful poetry for us…
They tell me from the sky,
“We are only hiding behind the dark, wait for another tomorrow,
Come again, we will be here…. “
They promise me a delightful dawn, and leave me alone…
They have vanished somewhere, beyond the horizon…
I step towards home, but I heard someone is calling me behind,
I turn to the voice, and I feel the chilling wind, saying,
“Life is nothing but finding the light behind the darkness…
You will find me, there…”
You said to me, and went somewhere…
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