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Some day
Sometimes when
I get up in the morning
I find things are not normal
On that day
For no rhyme or reason
I feel unhappy
Unnecessarily crappy
Someday I am full of joy
Wanting to enjoy
Till the end of the day
All of a sudden feel unwell
On the very next day
I feel tired and exhausted
Rest is the call for the day
One of the days
All is well
But mind is not the same
Whatever I do
Doesn’t go right on that day
One’s biorhythm they say
Changes every day
I shall find the reason
That causes all this
Some day
poem
by
Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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