There are days, nights and fights,
Then mornings, evenings and meanings
Sometimes you win, at other times you sin.
When you lose, don’t muse
Although you hope, adversity never gives you a truce.
The village has a son,
The suburban, a truant
One rules, the other forlornly aspires
And when they meet,
A rendezvous is way too much!
Don’t shout for fame
Yelp in between ululations.
When talking to the sun and the moon,
I couldn’t tell who between the two comes first or soon.
Oh,
This life’s triple transitions-
Meetings, Partings,
Experiences in between these two…
Fasten your belt,
The unicorn will bolt out soon.
Martians never lie!
I couldn’t tell who between the two comes first or soon….ILike