Over and over
things repeat itself .
Like waves in seas
It went to and fro.
As nights start
And the days end.
A trail of wonder
As this world spinning through its orbit.
It seems logic
How's life made into a circular motion.
Like how you throw things
It bounce back.
Like the feelings of being happy
Suddenly,trade with great dejection.
It changes,
Yet, the thing is some might back.
~Ssa
