The Sun dies
With the invisible time throwing its command
The strength of red and yellow overwritten
By a red vomited from him.
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a very thoughtful poem indicating about the change in seasons, which we heartily accept as we are left with no choice but to join the spinning Earth for yet another (joyful?) ride! An excellent write Sir
Nice observation.The long winters and everyone longing so much for the warmth of the sun and then after 3 days of sunshine, we all tend to complain it is too hot. `Well written poem
A quietness has to catch our poet hood. After these mists and fogs mind runs to search new vision and new direction to decorate Earth with very beautiful poem like this. Excellent writing.
After these mists and fogs The spinning Earth will ask us all in mischief - Are you coming for yet another ride? And we shall join her once more..... Thus the poem ends on a happy note! After the mist and fog comes bright sunshine for Nature renews itself every now and then! Great write, Dinesh!
great explanation of the nature..........interesting one.....good use of words.......thanks
Beautiful write as winter creeps up on us all the truth of cold days, as we miss the sunshine even though we complained of the heat, stunning lines that are deep and memorable!