At The End Of The Day

Poem By Saurabh Som

at the end of the day
alone at last
I think of the way
the day went passed

did i plan it
the way it went?
or do i need to repent
for the things that made this day
the last for me in this world?

Comments about At The End Of The Day

There is something mysterious about your poem. I am greatly impressed by it.
hope for the best in everyday and any other day...............
I ask the same things nicely written


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