Sunrise Poem

 Sunrise

The s sun was descending like a

Cataract in the eye of the sky,

The rain was constantly splashing against the sky ,

 Washing it , so that it began to look drenched and forlorn ,

And it was thundering in anger .

 

Ma Jocreate 11 The sun , seizing the opportunity ,

Pushed the clouds away and crept out

 Like a school boy quickly entering

And cowering at the back of the class

To evade attention of the angry school master .

 

 Slowly the pale sun began to turn yellow ,

 And with that its light scattered in all directions ,

Seeing the light the school master asked ,

 " Where have you been all this while ?

Was your slate not clean or did you not get enough to eat ?

 Is this the time for the sun to rise ? "

 

 By now the sun was shining in all its splendour ,

 It answered proudly ,

 " What is the point of getting annoyed ,

There is no set time for the sun to rise .

Whenever it rises, that is sunrise.

 

 

Padma Sachdev

Translated by Dr Karan Singh