Days and Nights
Days and Nights
The sun rises,
Filling a blue hue in the
skies.
The clouds as white as
ever,
The moon still lies in mild
sight.
The people are asleep in
great might.
The birds chirp happily,
The animals roam
gleefully.
The light isn’t reaching
so far,
The east showing the sail
of the sun,
A sail to be remembered and is so fun.
The sun right on top,
Slowly it makes even the water hop.
The clouds begin to show their grey,
And the dirt shall soon turn like clay.
The sun seems powerful yet harsh,
Why you ask?
Afternoon is the time the predators feast,
And the time when prey run to the east.
They ray now seems active,
Passive as man maybe but more ignorant are they!
The ground seems like a frying pan,
A pan that cools ever so slowly.
Waiting is all that is done by man,
The barred clouds unfold ever so slowly,
Giving one golden ray of sunshine.
A blinding light appearing in a glamorous fashion.
A ray temporary yet pleasing.
A ray fading into a darkness,
A darkness deeper than an abyss.
The light dying to bring upon darkness,
A light further killing the soft dying day
and bringing the wrath of night.
Nightfall has arrived,
This is the time nothing but darkness thrives.
The moon lies fast asleep,
Hoping to wake without a child's weep.
The clouds leaving no gap for light,
Leaving man with a affright.
Leaving him with nightmares,
Leaving him in debt to reaper's fares.
The reaper comes at the toll of the grandfather clock,
Resonating fear in ever rock,
Guffawing through the night and dancing with man's urn!
- Varun Dass
Wow, good job!
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