Someone asked me,
How was your day?
Good, I said.
How did you spend it?
Like everyday.
The look from the other side was bitter,
Maybe my days taste did not fit into HERS.
© gouriguha 2018
Friday, November 30, 2018
Monday, August 13, 2018
Life and Days
The count of life
Sails with the days,
But every day
Tick tocks with the minutes hand,
And, seconds hand comes to help,
To tell one and all
There is the Clock who tells,
The story of every moment of Life.
Sails with the days,
But every day
Tick tocks with the minutes hand,
And, seconds hand comes to help,
To tell one and all
There is the Clock who tells,
The story of every moment of Life.
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