Each day is something different.
Some days you get lucky,
Some aren't the way you want it,
It's a cycle of unexpected views.
Either could be devastating or an entertainment,
Others healthy and others sickly.
There's no exception even if you sit,
The world turns, by centimeters in a few.
Revolving, constantly changing.
Some days you cry, some you smile.
It's never expected but unknown,
Do close your eyes and count.
Count your misfortunes and blessings,
Heart made of glass from flowers or vile.
Mystery is all you've known.
From the world, you will be found.
Today is no exception,
It's up to you to make the decision.
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Jubilant's Melancholic Poems
कविताContinuation of Sweet Poems for you and Me Poems Let your Mind wander through a series of thoughts, opinions and emotions within sweet and bitter secrets the soul has kept inside of us. Collection of Poems ********* Ready for another round of poems...
