Passing Days Poem by Udaya Pant

One more day has passed
This is the new day beginning

The same are the surrounding
Similar is dawn to the morning
The sun shines at the same way
The chirping of birds continues

Familiar are the noon, afternoon
So are our plans of meals for day
Evening and night are no different
It’s bed time with the night now

Our plans for the next days!
Again similar are these ways
Event after event all the days
Nothing changes, no new way

Changes with the passing days
The thinking and deeds of persons
Their understanding of the World
And of course the fate of persons