The Golden Sun

The Golden Sun

The golden sun,
Hot and luminous,
In tropical blue
looks magnanimous.

Its dresses
are rays bright;
They melt the darkness
of all fright.

It gradually
our skin tans,
Mauritian warmth
flashes an island’s dance.

It often burns
like strictness’s flame,
But we love
that king’s intelligent games.

In island’s activities
daily framed,
The golden sun
remains our motivating friend.

 Vatsala Radhakeesoon

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About vatsala radhakeesoon

Born in Mauritius in 1977, Vatsala Radhakeesoon is the author of the poetry books ,When Solitude Speaks (2013) and Depth of the River ( July 2017). She is the representative of Immagine and poesia (Italy based literary artistic movement) for Mauritius. Her works also regularly appear in online literary journals, magazines and blogs such as Setu, Indiana Voice Journal, Dissident Voice , Tuck Magazine , Destiny Poets and others. Vatsala is currenly self-employed and continues to write poems in English, Kreol, French and Hindi.

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