The Jet-Black Daytime! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

The Jet-Black Daytime!



The rising Sun
of one drab, grey land
spread hopeful rays;
showered lofty dreams
upon so many dwarf heads.
The Sun was up
soon in the middle
of the sky above
And gloomy hours
matured to pitch-dark night.
the beady eyes groped for light
the Sun was himself bright.

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Brian Jani 22 June 2014

Nice poem, is it about the sun or just about a day and how it passes

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