It all depends on the day Today he woke up feeling happy and alive Another he goes to bed thanking that it is done and wonders if he would still wish to wake up But life is life Somehow he wakes up no matter what he wakes up to Sometimes he wakes up feeling lost Other times he wakes up feeling alive Whichever day he wakes up in He looks up to tomorrow Tomorrow is a beautiful as that expensive gift he desires but is kept as a promise by father time He hopes it will be free of his pain and sorrow but filled with perfect joy So he sleeps and wakes up still dreaming of a brighter tomorrow Though there is an iota of possibility that it is utopia Still it feels better to hope He looks at tomorrow as a magic mirror upon which he sees his perfect self His sees today as the road to his perfect day so he starts walking in the right direction He has to make little effort to move to the direction where his better version lives He wants to see the pe
Life is brief and sweet, all human beings try to grasp its meaning and to live as best as they can. These articles use poetry to describe human experiences in their quests to live full filling lives. Just like in living, the goal of reading these pieces is to have fun. Read enjoy and subscribe, your comments are also very valuable.