Days

Few days are just too fresh,
few are just not good enough, like an unsolved mesh.
In mid of these,
few are just too dry,like no moon no star sky.

Few days are just too rough,
few are just not good enough,and are labelled tough.
In mid of these,
few are just too smooth,like hearing a nightingale's new tune.

Few days are just too high,
few are just not good enough,to even to try.
In mid of these,
few are just too low,like early morning watching a moaning crow.

Everyday is a different day,
previous day just fails to make,the next a perfect day..!!