Sunrise
Sunrise
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By M. K. Dalei
When crows start sanctifying
the blue bright ether
with their devine words
The sacred sun takes birth
in the lap of east
chanting the hymn of God.
Tying tight the past
in the pillar of previous night
Our hopes start walking
in a brand new morning.
While walking
our road starts perfuming and
All critical nuts become loose
from the tormented threads.
You know
It is your lips
who make sweet tune in flute
Otherwise flute is just
a stick of bamboo.
You just say
What is the value of that
twings straws dusts & muds
If there are no
ants termites birds snakes
and do not render effort
to make their homes.
The melodious tune of flutes
The royal colony of termites
The enthralling nest of birds
The pretty burrow of snakes
Actually these are called
Sunrise of efforts
in the sky of hopes.
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