Tuesday, 5 August 2014

beyond the mundae...

As the sun slowly sinks,
For this is his time to die,
To make the world devoid,
Of Light and warmth -
The saviour to our eyes,
Rises the moon, and
By her light, we perceive
Love. Perhaps, man has -
Forgotten to love and admire
And the sun becomes an icon
For he dies everyday, only
To let his beloved, the moon
To rise and shine.

2 comments:

Arun said...

wow verse to read in the morning to begin with
I suggest you to enjoy the verse which is referred in the book I am reading
http://www.wordsaswindows.com/

Suhasini Srihari said...

Thank you Sir! And I did read the verse that you sent, it was really good! Thank you again!

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