Friday, March 9, 2012

Being “The Sun”


I had a thought,
Thought of being “The Sun”
Life would be full of fun

When I rise
Birds welcome me, with love and melody
Flowers stare at me, which gives me glory

I walk into all the lives
To enlighten them with warmth
The feeling then comes in them
It is time to start on

But what If
When I think of my own
Every other second
Burning all alone

Whenever I became shy
Terrorize poor guys
If I come near
Lives all around are in fear

The love for me is not there
The feeling of too cold or too hot
That is all is here

The best thing would be
To always be at the same distance
But up and downs in affection
Brings me closer or sends me rear

Without me, life is not possible
That is known
Even I cannot leave everyone
On their own

Some way or other - I do care
The joy and fun of others
That is what makes me feel better

Every morning, I like to be back
Will always try to renew
The smile and happiness
Which I left for all in the rack.