Aug 27, 2017 · 1 min read
My Tomorrow

A new zeal, A lively feel
Morning so bright, after the dark night
Emotions many again ignite
I lift to gear up for another fight
In my sleep, Oh so deep
I lie in slumber for hours
Oh my sleep, You so deep
You possess a healing power
Dreams of future
I cultivate I nurture
Of Longings, Of Belongings
Of Ambitions, Of Addictions
Of the Cupid with the arrow
As I await a fresh tomorrow

