A morning comes with a dream of achieving new thing,
Sun shine to give its rays to every living being,
We get moved by the daily breeze of work,
Soon forget our dream of building an arc,
A day passes as if it never came,
And we don't have anybody to blame,
At night we have thoughts of what learnt today,
With sorrow feeling we didn't put our dreams clay,
We sleep with a hope of fulfilling it tomorrow,
Remember the day will be same unless you change the row.
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I would like to translate this poem
that's right... really true.. dis same thing happens 2 me almost evrydy except for some days when i put all my energy on achieving smthng. gud poem.. nice rhyming set