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The Glorious Present

Why this sun is hiding behind.
Curtained by the green leaves of the tree,
The Sun plays the hide and seek game
Like every kid on street used to play.
Why this blue sky turns red?
What happens to this world now?
And the sound of these scattered birds
Must be the true sign of misery, isn’t it?
When the golden sun retires for the day
It makes the sky worry with too much of red
Well, the sun will emerge again anyway.
With golden stride, it will rule another day.
There‘s reason for the things that happen.
There’s solution for every problem that occurs.
The present is glorious; let’s live at its best.
And the past is no more, just remove from the mind.
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The Glorious Present, by Ayubkhan U 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 1 reviews.
Ayubkhan U More than 1 year ago
We all dwell in our past. Past is not the bench mark to shape up our future. In fact past often harms our thinking. Let's forget about the past, live in the present to shape up the glorious future, is the main theme of this poem.
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