What’s The Sunrise!

I always think, whether you think or not I don’t know, my dear brother At gloomy night when nothing is seen Only eyes of the heaven sparkling clean But at dawn, I find tears on the face of night, Why night weeps What grief it keeps Or is it tears of loving soul? I always think Sometimes blink I question to self With a yelp Is it tears of the night? Or pearls of the day Thought, it is, But different, want to say Pain gives more enjoyment Than the happiness If there is no darkness What’s the sunrise!