A beautiful art once I was taught,

With a bleeding heart today I remember.

A world full of thoughts and wonders,

And an eye waiting to receive help.


All the peace have come this night,

This falling scar of today in the well of chastity.

Wanting to chase serenity, the cure of today,

In the wake of life, missing in the want of today.


Pull back the best of yesterday,

Isn’t that easy to search the best tomorrow?

Gone wrong with one of it won’t change much,

Change is the tomorrow that has got with it.


Yes, I had lost and lost too much,

Bring a mediocre hasn’t helped me out.


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