THE CYCLE

Last vestiges of darkness
exiled by
the blazing silver disc
in the far east.
The warm sun rays
knocked on each door
awoke the sleeping souls
many woke up bathed in
glory
as many woke up cursing
the sun
as their sleeps put
an end to abruptly.
Life bloomed across the
land
daily routine finished
by each
the cycle of life
wheeled along
the noisy streets of
life
each reached his/her
working place in time
and put himself/herself on
wheels
time ticked fast
the blazing disc too moved
towards the far west
and
got clad in ochre robe
then dusk fell
and the land plunged into thick darkness.