I live for past and the present
Tomorrow is always missing
I plan the life, rest and fight
For the new beginning
The courses of inhumanity
Are huge for redemption
I live for thee, live for me
But tomorrow is always missing.
Reckless is far way
I plan for aptness
Divine the future
And see a better day
Nevertheless I miss an act
And fall an step
My line of initiation is still the same
And its just an another day.
Benevolence is still around
So I opt to glare with it
Nothing is perfect
So I dare with it
Life is a freelancer
Full of greed
Destiny never foretold
So I bare with it.
Tomorrow is far far away
Still I keep staring at it
I wish to live the life of tomorrow
But there’s no tomorrow
There’s No tomorrow…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is always tomorrow. That is why we continue to live.