Up into the mount
suspended went
the disc of orange
round;
slid away and said:
bye! you my sweet dusk!
Desperate dusk said:
down you go to see
your dear dawn;
and tomorrow
that late, that long
you'll come home forlorn!
10 04 08
Sun caught between dawn and dusk- what a lovely poem, so unusual and endearing is your discerning eye. thanks Kesav. I really need to read more of your earlier poems.10
...a poem abt the natural beauty and everyday doing of the Sun..well presented in a beautiful way..color plays a beautiful role....Winnie 10 for u
So perfect way of poetic description of sun's life like its corona when gaze upon with love in one's heart..........
........GORGEOUS......so short yet so fluent and perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very amusing way of writing on sun rise/set!