Before Sunrise

Early morning The birds did not clap their wings The sound of soft breeze caresses The treetops lazily stress Blinking stars In the cloudless dark sky afar Fresh cool air cleanses my face Stops the dream of deep space Faint horizon Removes the stars one by one Crescent slides behind the mounts Another day starts its count Daily inquiries Food? Cloths? Project? Money? Essential elements to survive Before poor life will be deprived