Nishan Niraula - In Absence, Still

On the day when the sun hid,
Darkness rose, dancing in ebony gloom
The bushes and trees, all shed
Thorny roses had begun to bloom.

The Sun, high and bright,
Was not seen since the day.
Dweller of solar light,
Prepared sacrifices to pray.

But nil response they got,
And generations went by.
The youngster all forgot,
Of the hope, above & high.

A history in the timeline,
Remained a truth none cared about.
The centerpiece of the skyline,
Could no longer light the rout.

But the danger of routine,
As they claim
Kills even the loudest cries.
So happened to the solar flame
When people began to close their eyes

No one was to blame,
For nothing stopped yet.
In history, sun remained a flame,
A thread in the cosmic net.

The sun was a forgotten tale,
None awaited his arrival.
Who still desired the scorching gale,
Were fanatics, in denial.\n\nNishan Niraula

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