Abhay Vignesh Liginlal
Next Day Of Life - Poem by Abhay Vignesh Liginlal
Memories have flown away like a bird
Into the never ending sky of time
Where am I now in the uncharted map of life?
God writes my script in the world’s stage
While onlookers play their roles before my eyes
The same wind used to stir the palm branches
The same sun painted the world in the sheet within
While wisdoms light sheds the darkness of those days
Life keeps diminishing without a chance to make amends
Unlike the lengthening shadow in moon lit nights
We can never remember the second chance we get
In the next day called life.
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