Without Sun
The sun sustains life on the earth
Without him, she loses all mirth.
He brings colors in flowers through beams
And realities to her night's dreams.
She seems a widow without him
Who is often lost in her whim.
Without sun snow mountains can't shine
World will look dark like a long mine.
The sea beings will see nothing around
Somber, cold water will not be sound.
Trees' leaves will not look soothing green
Each bright being will be shorn of its sheen.
Birds' chirping will change to silence
Presence will be lost in absence.
Bright eyes, rosy cheeks and red lips
Each form will scatter in bleak chips.
Sons are the suns of mothers' eyes
By losing them each mother dies.
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The perennial relationship between sun and the earth has been described in this poem very beautifully. Following lines are just outstanding: Sons are the suns of mothers' eyes By losing them each mother dies.