With each new dawn, the birds’ chirp
dark sky gettin’ into sun’s grip
rising each new day, we’re blessed with
not forgetting the one in the mirror; we have
hundreds of faces to see
hundreds of stories to know
everywhere there are
some words untold, some stories unrevealed.
Like coming to hospital, a man smitten
with his own life and story he own
that’s a workplace for some
but a nightmare for many
source of sustenance for some
While a death camp for many
as with everyone , there are
Some words untold, Some stories unrevealed.
every bit of their tale, in which a role
a persona we play, and the other way around
to every happening, in our own way we respond
in set of story of our own, we judge a situation around
the ensuing conflicts and controversies therefore
would all be vanished and concluded sound
by just brushing aside ours’ and understanding their
some words untold, Some stories unrevealed.
End the rush and weighing up lives
halt this arrogance and depression’s tide
seeing others’ fortune that just seems
so quit equating yours with theirs
being contented with yours, stay optimistic
letting others do the same with theirs
for all & sundry, meant to standout and keep
Some words untold, Some stories unrevealed.
