The Sunrise and Sunset

When the sun rises,

It rises in the East,

Above the sea it rises,

And rises with all its feat.

Along the trees it rises,

Between the silver mist.

But rises with golden surprises,

Which outshines the bronze and silver medals in fist.

When the sun rises,

It rises to fill colours in our life,

And shows us the way away from crisis, 

Making us happy without a birthday knife.

When we are in sadness’ clutches .

Sun makes us see the lock,

and stops our grief.

It helps find the latches,

Taking us out of the clutches on everymorning-eve.

After a long journey,

Its time comes for end of the day great.

With its irony,

Turning out to be the start of late.

When the sun sets,

It creeps towards the West.

Setting down behind the cloud sets,

Leaving the rest.

To give their best, lets,

Providing them peace in their chest.

And taking our energy tests,

So that tomorrow we can give the best.

When the sun sets,

It leaves the experiences within us,

in our mind to rest.

Making the next generation to fest.

On the victory of their tests.

Therefore ending a beautiful day,

With the say.

Learn from today,

Tomorrow, before the sun rises,

Make hay 

Tomorrow, before the sun rises,

Make hay