Why ye always so sad,
Sun ascents high in sky,
Sheens soul of thine;
Moon too appears at night,
Radiates murk to cheers ye up;
O ya cheer up,
Sorrow isn't for ye,
Dark and dawn,
Both come and go,
Yet survive until accomplish,
The ritual for this world;
© Sadashivan Nair
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Life and its changing shades nicely expressed through the poem. Enjoyed reading this meaningful poem. Thanks.