All nights are dark
Simply because our planet
In which we are all living
On it is revolving continuously
Like this without any stopping...
All days are clear
Simply because we can see
The pretty sun rises in the east and
It sets in the west continuously and
Without any stopping...
Some nights are felt badly
Simply because some people are suffering from
Different kinds of colors of pains while
Some other days are felt better
Simply because that's
The way with them...
They are those days and
They are those nights
That are differently by people
Anywhere and everywhere...
No one dislikes nights or days, but
Everyone dislikes those ugly pains and
Those ugly sufferings behind them...
Some nights can be seen lovely, but
Some other nights can be seen ugly
Depending on what's going around...
Lovely days come suddenly
To let us enjoy
The true life around us while
Some other ugly days can be totally
Nasty, mean, and even bad...
Neither nights nor days are bad, but
They are those gloomy circumstances that
Surprise us with what they bring to us...
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