Dawn dawns ever mild
Like a new-born child,
Man wakes, for no reason riled.
Never reconciled
To his own demons,
And then blames heavens!
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One can imagine how the world would be like if all wake up every morning like a newly born child— calm, composed, and content.
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Haikus | 11.05.18 |
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