Sonnet - 8 Poem by Shankaran Kutty

With a splash of red strewn across the sky
The last rays streaks through the evening cloud
As if to sign off with one last sigh
The brilliant sun, still stands so proud
The birds start calling home to roost
To feed their little ones in nest
As though by some power induced
The moon rises as the sun does set
The sun couldn’t have sunk too soon
For a billion stars start twinkling bright
With a smile, steps in the moon
To keep us bright all through the night
Worry not now that the sun is gone
Each sunset is followed by a sparkling dawn