Anewed

The world becomes new each day,
But we the fools remain old,
We always think that we are perfect,
In the illusion that old is gold...

The world becomes new each day,
But we prefer to remain in yesterday,
Afraid to confront the winds of today,
Hoping in vain for yesterday's sun to give today's hay...

The world becomes new each day,
Still we keep on getting bored,
Oblivious to all the treasured buried of past,
In its soil so perfectly stored...

The world becomes new each day,
It doesn't care whether we evolve with it or not,
It keeps on growing, enriched & mightier,
We are just specks not worth a thought...

The world becomes new each day,
But we will remain old,
Engrossed in useless thoughts & orthodox beliefs,
Until the remnants of our being grow cold...

The world becomes new each day,
And it will continue to do so,
We live to be born, we will be killed,
But the world will never cease to flow...

The world becomes new each day,
And each day hence is a melody,
For jollies new and glee, oh fool!
So why not make it your destiny?

The world becomes new each day,
And can't we become too?
Forgetting the past, dwelling in the present,
Marking the beginning of an era new...

The world becomes new each day,
So come and take rebirth,
Relive the world, its glorious new days,
Right from where everything must start...

The world becomes new each day,
And tomorrow I will become a new soul too,
And you too can relinquish your past sorrows,
For the decision today, is just upto you...