THE SUN_AFSAR NIZAM

 

THE SUN

AFSAR NIZAM

The Sun rises in the East

Shaking off its laziness straight

And then asks to know

Who has still not given up the bed.

The Sun is cruel and fire

When it's at mid-day noon

Then as many as 21 kg shades

Are required to cooldown his anger!

In afternoon the yellow sun

downing to west

Shower's gentle rays spreading

his golden feather,

And the the even- Sun prostrates

Sinking into the vast water of Ocean,

To rise again early in the morn

Afresh in the eastern horizon.

To go to sunken after rising

is the Earth's convention

So the life to meet Death

is the law of Creation