Each day is different
Yesterday becomes extinct
Never returns with sadness
So prepare for tomorrow’s gladness
Consider dark night as nightmare
Wait for bright sun shine to appear
Pray almighty to make it your day
Think of positive outcome and play
Night may be fearsome
But wait for good outcome
Bright sun shine may push dark clouds
The story may remain to be told loud
The snow may spread white curtain
It may be felt as unbearable pain
Time is main factor
We are here as an actor
Enjoy the nature
And admire
For its correct picture
You will find treasure
Hattem Hassouba26 minutes ago the cucle of life and luck
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rhythm is good SP Singh14 minutes ago Like it Comment +1 rhythmic