My sun my dear sun
You rise in the east
And set in the west
As you rise like a red bud
Brooding in the lap of blue sky
And streams of milk of light
Come out of growing bosom
All feast of life and love
Germinate with full blossom
And you set blue turns to dark
All we tired with your fading gloom
Rest in dark for your next bloom
Anil kumar sharma 03/09/2014