The Sun rays
The Sun rays ,
comes to us in many ways ,
Through the window , from the sky,
on my garden where I sometimes lie .
It comes on the flowers where the honey bee sits,
With the buzzing sound it emits.
On my fence It falls ,
And where the bird sits , on the walls .
Of all the light , it is the best ;
which comes from the opposite of west.
Of all the life on earth it is for Sun's light,
As it shines bright.
--- Mayukh Chakraborti
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comes to us in many ways ,
Through the window , from the sky,
on my garden where I sometimes lie .
It comes on the flowers where the honey bee sits,
With the buzzing sound it emits.
On my fence It falls ,
And where the bird sits , on the walls .
Of all the light , it is the best ;
which comes from the opposite of west.
Of all the life on earth it is for Sun's light,
As it shines bright.
--- Mayukh Chakraborti
© All Rights Reserved