Futile Day Poem by ramesh rai
Futile Day
The day is repenting
on its futility
for it could not afford pleasures
to creation; always busy
good for nothing.
No output has come out
abundant rays of sun
could not be utilised properly.
So, the day is repenting
on its futility
what it'll answer
to God?
Monday, June 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sorrow
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