Everyday with this new sun,
Everyday with ever changing sky,
Everyday from memories alive,
I take new memory of thy.
Everyday the sun rises,
Reminding precious moments of time,
But now it seems excited to set over,
Like my love summoned by dark light.
And this ever changing sky,
Looks like betraying me,
Though its nature to change,
It stands still,
With black cloud on its field.
It seems like nature against me,
With rays of sun which protest,
Weakens my bone it rest,
And the sky blocking the ray,
The ray which is of my hope,
The only hope which I get EVERYDAY.
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