Rising Sun

A Poem by Rudra Pandya

This is a poem coming from the depths of my problems and depression

O Rising sun, will you shine on my life?
Would you make me feel alive?
Will my night of problems ever have a dawn?
Or will I have to fight until I am done?

Would these dark creatures within me burn in your light?
Will I keep falling apart or will I reunite?

Will your presence enlighten my thoughts?
Will my dreams come true or just remain a hoax?

Will your warm yellow light melt the snow?
Will my tears of sorrow ever stop to flow?

What will I do when the darkness strikes again?
Stare in it’s face, saying ‘Here comes the sun’
With all my pain
-Rudra