Its last rise

The sun will have its last rise It will be called his demise The last hope is faded Everything is lost or traded To give light is his obligation Nothing stands in between sacred relation It has to be done in one revolution World must be brought to life in rotation It is for sure that there is something like confidence Some tragic even can take place for as an incidence But if that is coupled with trust there is no looking back Life is on without problem and on positive track One can take step forward positively It is mere recognition and urge intensively Nothing remains in mind with fear of without Whole future is given away for all out There is silver line in dark clouds There may not be any danger or sound Something else may take on with last hope The balance will have to be maintained on rope It is confident appeal and real belief The future may be lived on with relief No one may deceive in course of action Life is hanging on hope without any reaction