Conquered the darkness,
accompanies the brightness.
Riding over from the horizon,
glowing with hues of several visions.

Clad in soothing red attire,
smiles with contentment, filled with desires.
Blue skies adore his presence,
moon and skies oblige him to serve their existence.

Greenery bows then satiates itself,
with golden rays reflecting on the nests.
Little birdie then utters first word,
greeting him, wishing him “Thank you Lord”.

Striding on his heavenly abode,
He tours from east to west, hence forth.
Sends an enlightening ray in your eyes,
which forces your eyelids to squeeze and lips to smile.

When clouds roar and bring downpour,
He ventures to collect seven colours pure.
Rain droplets settle in the air,
when He paints the rainbow layer by layer.

Slowly and steadily He sets to depart,
praising the seashore’s unique art.
Adorning His new disguise,
sun sets to bring an optimistic sunrise.

Apurva Srivastava
Ibm2012041
apurva19011@rediffmail.com

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Conquered the darkness, accompanies the brightness. Riding over from the horizon, glowing with hues of several visions. Clad in soothing red attire, smiles with contentment, filled with desires. Blue skies adore his presence, moon and skies oblige him to serve their existence. Greenery bows then satiates itself, with golden rays reflecting on the nests. Little birdie then utters first...