Sun And Human Poem by Rizwana Sultana

Being a bright hot ball,
Yellowish, golden,
For centuries I am hanging,
In the sky, since times, olden.

Raising my round head,
I peek through the peaks,
When dawn shows its face,
And birds open their beaks.

From dawn till dusk,
Sweltering heat, I do give you,
But as dusk makes its way,
I say to all adieu.

My extreme hotness,
You can never imagine,
Though I am miles away,
Heat and discomfort, I bring.

I stain the sky to red,
Providing it a lovely color,
But I can never land on earth,
Its privileges, to savor.

My whole life is only in one place
That is sky and only sky,
Rising, setting, shining
And hanging am I.

Had I been a human,
How lucky would I be,
Enjoying different tastes in life,
Remaining so much jolly.

Laughing, dancing, singing,
Enjoying all the antediluvian fashions,
Sleeping and dreaming beautiful dreams,
Having a feel of all emotions.

With no restriction,
I could enjoy life's leeway,
And move on with time,
As a human may.