Like a sunflower, decays it’s charm in a midnight stream.
Again rejuvenate with the Sunbeam.

The unseen power of light harvests the soul.
An eternal drink, that couldn’t stole.

The darkness dedicates to the dying flame.
Poison that intoxicates the brain.

Poverty is a symbol of slavery.
Drinking deep is the only way to get free.

From mountains to mountains, he travels.
Growing labor continues his battles.

No saturation point in learning.
The last spring is the new beginning.

Being egoistic, towering the height.
And lost daylight ; hence his last fight.


At last a bud that blooms, bestows an infinite fragrances.


Inspired from : Alexander pope.(Augustan Age) (Poetic devices: Metonymy,Euphemism)


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