by Shomita Deb

Created on: May 20, 2010

             24 Hours too little

I know not what comes tomorrow

So why waste time and worry

The dreams that linger on my lashes today

Before they slide by , I must scurry

Today I am well and alive

I am sane, not out of my mind

Who knows what tomorrow might find

A mind that can't create?

Legs that can't jive?

Eyes that can't envision?

A heart that needs permission?

Skin with lost glow?

Hair that somberly flow?

Can't run from , can't elude age

Once I have finished, can't repeat this page

There is no looking back, I can only go ahead

Today is all I have, yesterday is dead

Tomorrow is uncertain, who knows what it will bring

Flora in winter or frigid disposition in spring?

So why then get frightened of the unknown?

Answers for tomorrow if I could have sworn

Wouldn't I be the maker of this universe?

Wouldn't I control the power to boon or curse?

Egads ! wouldn't that haunt me like a vulture?

To know the time and date of my departure?

I rather know not

And so today is all that I have got

Today I am resilient , I am alive and well

What happens tomorrow , I leave for time to tell

So I embrace today and all it has to offer

Let it go by and I might end up a pauper.

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