Morning
Curtains fell.
Rooster whistled.
Night's drama ended.
Morning unveiled it's cloak,
Unfolded it's wing.
From the dream land
I woke up.
Sunbeam peeked
through the window;
Fresh fragrance of the roses
mixed in the air and
Filled my room,my heart
bloomed.
A new day, new hope,
new challenge.
This morning is -
A curse for the one
Who feed from hand to mouth,
A bless for the others.
A challenge for the brave
A drama for the beholders.
This morning brings
Yet another chapter
Yet another story
To be written in the
book of life.
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