My day was beautiful until now
Sprinkles of sadness burst in my heart
I'm just having those questions of how
when, and why do we start
everyday hoping for tomorrow
I'm sure you have your moments too
when you have these sad times
following you like your boo
that lacks consistency but shines
in the performance of being in the loo
My day was beautiful until now
It reminds me nothing last forever
The pains, peace, frustrations and pleasures
At times they'd be what we keep as treasures
just like our foolishness made us clever
And now at the very end of this show
I know my sadness is not forever
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Beautifully expressed thoughts and feelings elegantly embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. An insightful work of art written in persuasive expressions with conviction. Thanks for sharing, James.
Thank you so much sir. This means a lot. Thank you