Sunrise Poem by Pratheek Praveen Kumar in Calm Reflections

Heralding the start of a beautiful new day,
Over huge mountains and over many a beautiful bay,
A fresh start to our exceptionally weary life,
After which we go back to our wars and strife.

A pleasant sight for young and old,
That makes us joyous and bold,
Seeing which our hearts do fill,
And explode with unseemly thrill.

A heart-rousing sight after the night,
Which fills us with fears and fright,
However sunrise does all this dispel,
And then all goes good and well.

The most beautiful part of the morning,
When everyone gets up happily yawning,
They see a sight fit for the greatest of Kings,
And are transported as if they have wings.

Glorious gold mixed with bright red,
Makes us with happiness tread,
And makes our hearts light and gay,
And ready for another weary day,

With happiness people see the Sun rise,
With the colour of an egg as it fries,
And happy we are and glad its morning,
And got up from one's happy snoring.

Indeed, sunrise in an extremely great thing,
Which happiness to our weary hearts bring,
A beautiful thing indeed is a sunrise,
That awe of nature in us does rise.