Lonely Sun Poem by Joseph Dela Sulh (losembe)
Lonely Sun
Alone he is, it all glitters
Who doubts, except unborn
Likewise, it is too alone
With no clothes worn
Only one thing matters
Alone he is on the stone
Said it that brightens it
To generate and make green
Everything that bumps into it
So as to dye our teen
Dyed inhabitants upgrow
To the end their lives row
All this happens under its nose
Still lonely, though teen passes by
Its light gives off rose
Which in turns make teen grows up
That is the secret, cycle of it
Alone, the stone'll 'ver been lit.
Our beautiful and lonely sun. Still it is important for our existence. A bright and warm star. Nice
Yes, The Sun is alone in the space, even the nearest sun is beyond his reach.......................10
Thank you very much for your encouraging comment, Edward Kofi Louis
Alone he is; but life goes on with the muse of nature. Nice work.
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4/17/2024 5:22:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That is the secret and the cycle of life