As the day goes

This post is my adieu to Bhubaneswar, the place where I spent two most joyous years of my life. Part of this has been taken by Pravs world poem 'As the day goes'

Choices and wrong turns are made,
as the days goes on, sun fades.

People are loved and hearts are broken,
as the days goes and words are spoken.

Smiles and frowns are shown on faces,
as the days goes and children play in open spaces.

Happiness and Sadness are felt by all,
as the day goes and night falls.

Tears of joy and tears of pain are shed,
as the day goes and all are in bed.

As the day goes and comes to an end
It leaves a mark, it leaves a trend

Times are great and don’t wish them to stroll,
Guess we’re rolling stones, our destiny is to roll

Thank you so much! hope you’ll fly like kites
and I wish you success in all your fights

My sprits feel heavy, heart’s ransacked,
Its time for me to go now, my bags are packed.

Well, I love you all and will miss your way
Thank you Bhubaneswar; enjoyed the stay!