After the setting of the radiant sun
when it was twilight.
The white birds had taken
All the rays of the light.
Wings of light flew away
It became dark from gray
Men of work returned home
At the end of the day.
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The dark sky and the silvery stars,
Chiaroscuro by the Lord of Universe.
A misty light is coming from far
A cold breeze is blowing here and there.
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Its a misty magical light
When black is becoming white.
Clouds are melted with golden light.
As, He is coming from Paradise.
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From the wave of the seas
From the mountains or from the hills
Dazzling lights appear and rise
He presents the vibrant Sunrise.
An English poet says-For every dark and troubled night, there is a day of sunny rest. Live happy and look happy in your poems as well. Agar tumhen koi dukh hay to yad rakho, acha samay beet geya to bura samay bhi beet jaye ga. Its a good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Birth Of Sunrise' is a beautiful title to a beautiful poem. I've learnt the meaning of a new word, 'Chiaroscuro', thanks to you! The last stanza is superb! Men of work returned home At the end of the day. - Two simple lines, but I do not know why, I liked these two lines a lot. Peace flows through your lines. I like that too.