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.


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

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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