The Sun Is Rising - Poem by shubham shekhar
The sun is rising
orange atoms paint the atmosphere
aromatic breeze walks
birth of new life and hope
gravity now lifting everything up
white clouds bid farewell
sky is truly transparent
moon and stars are far gone
every moment is newly born
and earth feels being reincarnated again.
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