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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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Submitted by ayub_k on November 16, 2016

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Ayubkhan U

Hi this is Ayubkhan.U from Chennai-India. I am a Poet and Advertising Copywriter based at Chennai. I have written more than one hundred poems and posted the same in my various blogs. I am also a Softskill trainer specialized in Communication skill. I have written many Reviews, Short Stories and Children Stories and published in my various blogs. more…

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