I wish I was sure of whats coming my way
I wish it was as clear as a bright sunny day
But I know not; and of that I am sure.
It's indeed a contradiction I must endure.
I know not what I'll do in a year or ten,
Or what I'll have for dinner, where or when.
But then whats life.. if I would rest assured,
Of nothing I would feel afraid, of nothing feel allured.
If I knew , my day would be but a mere routine.
I would never see something I'd never seen!
Though the night and then the day keep coming in a row
The beauty of each night and day is that... you never know!
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2 comments:
khup masta ga! as always! only, less gap before the next update please :P
Exactly what I'm going through right now! I'm inspired to write a poem too!! :)
Keep writing! :)
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