Another good day passes by,
bringing us closer to death.
Put down to rest with a sigh,
a day of tire and heavy breath.
Peace engulfs the weary mind,
a day of chaos gladly put to rest.
Time pushes away and slowly unbind,
giving reasons to bring out the best.
A dew that glistens and fades away,
should make us to think and think...
It fell from those leaves that sway,
like thousand diamonds in an eye's blink.
Prasenjit©1997-2013
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