She closes her eyes
After observing her
Own dark circles
All night long....

It hurts when the sun
Hits her face and
Snatches her dream,
Like an eagle hunts
A tiny rodent....

But, burning her skin,
Is not possible...cause,
She is a sunflower
Who does never wait
For the sun....

- Ipsita Mitra Pupu

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