The sun is red when rises,
At dusk also it is the same;
Only so much happen in-between,
But start and end look alike.
Dawn brings freshness everywhere.
The birds chirp, all become active.
It comes with a new hope,
Those who are suffering aspire cure.
As the sun sets, activity subsides,
Human or animal all become tired.
Bell ring in temple and church,
People devote some time with God.
Sunrise is symbol of life,
Sunset is like duty accomplished.
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Author notes
Picture I have drawn in my poem about sunrise and sunset is more in mental level connecting to our life. Hope it will be liked.
A contest entry
- Sunrises and Sunsets by PureCountry.
875 points, ended September 9, 2007, 18 entries
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Comments
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I felt a sense of being a sunflower from this write...interesting...following the sun up and across the sky and finally resting below the horizon as my head droops in repose...beautiful poem you have penned...Peace, Rhonda
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I Was Able
To follow your direction with this poem. I liked it very much. The flow seemed stilted in a place or two, other then that, well written. Good Luck!
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