Today
Today comprises gone Yesterdays, and those unknown Tomorrows, It's made of happiness, just like those sad sorrows : "Yesterday, had passed away, without a single word left to say, Why then it comes back, yet again, just so much alive in Today? Tomorrow, is yet to come, just like a mysterical fun, Why then its miseries, that now occur, had already foreshadowed Today? Today, the creator of all arts, but timely goes away so fast, Why does it show then, itself to be, the above and the vast?" …Today, I stumble, on debris of Yesterday's Plunder, And the upcoming Tomorrow's Thunder; But Today, is that day, which I know I'm going to seize, So that Today, as it would be, becomes 'my new found peace.'
2018-06-20 07:46:04
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