Golden Hours

n.(photography) period shortly after sunrise or before sunset during which daylight is redder and softer compared to when the Sun is higher in the sky

n.(medicine)  a time period lasting for one hour, or less, following traumatic injury being sustained by a casualty or medical emergency, during which there is the highest likelihood that prompt medical treatment will prevent death

Please refer Male “HE, The Boy” to Sun

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Has anyone seen The Boy with red-face coming out daily from the East?

Like an annihilated candle, he doesn’t wish to leave a mark of his existence

Neither does he crave for recognition by casting a shadow of himself

Instead he casts a shadow of yourself under clear sky to give an idea about yourself

He exists just to burn and show that the room is not empty

He chooses to fade away slowly rather than dying out immediately
to guide the birds flock to their home.

Look at the shadow you’ve cast during Golden hour..

He says you are more than what you appear to be…

Mirror is an mythical projection of oneself, hallucination of one’s beauty

Beauty lies in what one does for others with generosity not out of sympathy..

He laughs at our stupidity of feeling that one person is more than the other when everyone’s shadow has the same darkness.

Your size may change but your darkness wouldn’t.

What a Kid he is with sublime generosity

Generous enough to give heads-up while navigating when all other tools are lost

He fades away in the  quiet corner to give someone else the golden hour they deserve

When you mistreat his Woman(Earth), he sends you to an Egypt that doesn’t exist(Summer)

He shows us how to be selfless, generous and kind.

He says we could be kings, we could be walking stars.

There is a way feelings translate from thoughts to words, words to poem.

and this is how it always is to finish a poem.

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A Tribute to Nobel Laureate Mr. Kailash Satyarthi, A true star on Earth.

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