Vanishing sun is <br />Coming to me <br />And I enchanted with <br />His coming. <br />This sun, with shine, <br />Touching my body <br />Stayed on the bank, <br />I flow through. <br />I am not mine <br />That I know and I, <br />Being not mine <br />I invented a new one <br />Within the heart of all <br />To enlightened the new world .<br /><br />gajanan mishra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vanishing-sun/
