On A Day
On a day
Which was to come
I lost my being
In constellation of your moods
Effortlessly;
On a day
Which was to go
I gained my conscience
In clouds of doubt
Innocently;
On a day
Which is to stay
I realised my being
in panoramic expanse of present
Painfully;
On a day
Which is nowhere
I discover you
In rings of uncertainty
Joyfully;