Not The Night - Poem by Gajanan Mishra
No where you can see the moon,
And it is the day, not the night.
Here, you can see the sun
At its height.
You can say, okay,
Day is the time to work
And to get blessings,
Each one is in his delight.
Flowers, colours, and all
Other things are all bright.
Smile is there with the majority,
But some are in their own sorrow,
Let us, for them, express our pity.
All we must agree, it is the time of duty.
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