The glamorous nights are way past its sleepy time
And the day is about to rise
From the yawning past
The stars are escaping from its
Darkening glow and the moon
Is about to end its dreamy run
Its transition time say
That changes things yet to be
To be...the present of the futuristic past
The sky’s yellow run in the blackening glory
Of the cities that change into states then
Countries...continents and then the
Whole world...that seems a small speck
Of this gigantic sky that is
Sodomizing its eternal bond
With the bright day to follow
Which I think reminds one that
Things change and the rumbling seasons
Float past like the dried up leaf
Giving way to the naked branches
That breeds life in the tiny yet shivering
Couplets called life, its size
Symbolizing nothing is bigger than life
And the color green portraying that
Its the color of life that has arrived
And will blend into eternal bliss
One day that’s not too far
As the diminishing night and the glowing day
Complement each other of the
Life relived...
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