Sunny Life Poem by vidyut chakraborty

Each day brings a new sun. Foolish!
The same old sun we see as earth gets a round spree.
Time fleets and fleets in never ending line
A minuscule entity we you and they find.
Thus travel our age from childhood to old
And we get mesmerized in the mid way of youth-fold.
Young day brings a new sun. Bullish!
That areola leaves a space of centering on an eternity.
No, the time says No, it is directed to be the whole
It was forecast when you are born, your death is your goal.
So live as long you get a chance, think read and write,
Be open in mind, try to unchain that binds, fight, fight and fight.
Old age brings a damn old sun, yes it is foolish.
Old is gold, if you are bold to fill your life with glee
Bring goodness, Grind fineness all will be left behind you,
Child will be young and young will be old, this is the life's hue.
So be gorgeous in self and in soul, face the life's reality
Sun grinds on, Life binds on, Time will lead to infinity.