Morning's are tough
Cause I am again late
To attend my class
With brush in my mouth
And phone in my hand
Afternoon's are a bit wierd
Sometimes happy, sometimes sad
Sometimes joyful , sometimes sorrow
Evening always comes with a grin
Makes my day more happy and fresh
Leaving all stress in the air
With smiling faces of my friends
Night's becomes a bit guilty
Cause u realize what u did the whole day
Except nothing,
Then I motivate my self to make the other day productive
But the same things happens everyday
These small things make up MY DAY "
Thank you
Vivaan Rai
(A budding poet)
