Our Sun Poem by Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

Our sun is red and pure Gold.
None praises him but he is kind.
He is a crowned king with a hold.
we can't touch him for his hot rind.

He is much helpful to one and all.
He comes whenever children call.
And he moves without a ramble fall.
With the whole world he is social.

He is hot and forgives our crimes.
And gives us the grace of his light.
If he hides only for sometimes.
We will be blind like a dark night.

Sunrise and sunset have a fine sight.
Sun gives life to the world by his light.


Mazid- S- Kazi