I shall vanish with what bad created me
within my down-going, which is also the employer's
I shall vanish with mires that, yes, set me free,
what gave too less to others,
and too much to me.
The Sun is my crutch, makes me ignore why am reeling
in this planet of dirty poor slums
still a planet of feelings.
The Sun projects inside me what all hasn't come yet
'cause the Sun is the reason why we transcend the night.
Care not for your Sunset in red
because People will see your Sunrise
Delhi, April 2, 2012