Days are harsh,
Days are brash,
No sunlight,
only moonlight
remains in life.
Not to fell blue,
As alone in sea shore,
As they are
wonders in life ever more.
Days comes, Days goes
But gives away so much,
We don't know,
Days are divine with
diversity, As untouchable
distance in sea.
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days are divine with diversity. good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.