Not A Day Goes By

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after every night there is morning,

not a day goes by without it,

mind filled with thoughts that never leaves us,

it guides us and sometimes haunts us,

not a day goes by without seeing new faces,

trying to understand them,

not a day goes by,

without having a fantasy of a perfect life with no troubles,

not a day goes by ,

without talking to our loved ones,

there is always something new, something unique,

a seed is sown with love every second waiting to fulfill its destiny,

waiting to play its part, waiting to shine, waiting to give,

not a day goes by,

wanting to experience thrill in this boring life,

wanting to create its name, wanting to be recognized,

but sometimes, be just a shadow.

not a day goes by,

thinking about the future and repenting the past,

not a day goes by without people from all different part, jobs linked together

to perform their jobs, so to earn and live happily,

not a day goes by, without activities.

for many people life is not easy, it sucks. But still living with pain becomes natural for them.

not a day goes by,

thinking about the happy times, happy memories,

not a day goes by,

putting effort in creating a world where kindness and compassion can exist and not be just words from the dictionary,

not a day goes by,

without eating, drinking and many more,

but, a day goes by,

not appreciating beautiful things that god has bestowed on us to live and enjoy,

A day goes by,

not telling or expressing our inner thought to our loved ones ,

with all the problems and sorrows, still not a day goes by ,

without remembering our name that represent us, the attributes that makes us unique,

not a day goes by

without having conflict in mind,

not a day goes by,

having light after darkness, giving us clues to improve

giving us a new beginning where we can stand erect on our believes ,

not a day goes by,

the soft touch of lips on our forehead,

the goodnights and goodbye,

not a day goes by,

without thinking what I am and what I should be.


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