Everyday

Every Day

Everyday I die to have a new life in the next morning.
Every time I compromise for not to compromise next time.

Every moment I scarify my feelings to have a good moment next time.
Every minute I am changing myself to have a usual minute next time.

Every next is giving welcome note to the upcoming next.
All the former next are waving goodbye note to the prior next.

Hoping the best.
Still am waiting for the same.



Thanks
Satya

by SATYABRATA SAHOO

Comments (1)

I liked this poem....well done