Alone i sit in a corner of my room
by Nitya Pillai
thinking of now and then.
What lies ahead is purely unknown
what comes no one knows when
days turn to nights
nights turn to days
and time keeps passing by...
what has to happen, will happen so
no need to howl and cry.
We see the sun, we see the moon,
we know they're destined to come
but only if the next day comes
will we happen to see them come.
The day may come and the sun may too
but maybe we dont live
for to see the dawn of a new day come
god gave us no life to live.
Whatever time we are alive
let's do some good for other's
for ourselves we always think of the best
but how much do we do for others? ?