Sunrise

Wake to the yawn of a bird,

You could see the glistening beam coming across,

Bathe onto the light,cells on your body being refurbished from last night's grief,

Hatred dawns vanishes,

Let the mornings teach you to love, 

If the rays of hope kiss you,

It would taste like a sugar and that's why morning coffee tastes bitter,

And you keep winking at the sun asking for more of them,

The beauty of its rise is under time frame,

Bounded with limits,

And they tell me that beauty within ourselves is limitless,

Breaking the hard cage around would be difficult, 

But yeah, a smile of ours is enough for the travel of life to sustain, then

That's how you could see the sunrise in you.