Aftab Alam - Rising Sun

See the Sun!
‘Tis bakers' bun,
A crimson red,
With the silky thread,
To climb the fate,
For the crispy bread,
‘Tis natures pun,
For everyone,
See the sun!
A rising sun//

Clear the gun,
It reduces ton,
Birds sing and peep,
New life to keep,
A melodious song,
For wings to sleep,
Come-come-come
You every one,
Say, it is done,
Just see the sun!
A rising sun//

Early, rise and run,
Pray, don't turn,
See, the greeting dew,
Torn fate it sew,
To make a fresh,
By heavens grace,
A branded new,
Never shun for fun,
There's loser none,
Just see the sun!
A rising sun//

Aftab Alam

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