Tomorrow isn't fine- poem

  

Tomorrow is a wonderful day, 
Tomorrow will be fine, 
There are so many wonders
Waiting to be revealed, 
All the good times and
Rainbows are yet to come, 
Tomorrow shall be mine. 
Tomorrow, tomorrow, 
God given tomorrow, 
Will put an end to all
My treacherous sorrow. 

Yeh, but....... 
What about the day after? 
The week end, The next month, 
The new year, a decade later?
What if it wouldn't turn out 
Like I want it to? 
May be a nightmare, a blood splatter, 
Insignificant like a mindless chatter. 
Or even catch a flu? 

Is tomorrow ever fine? 
May be, the optimistic halo 
"Happily ever after", 
Is a overrated lie, 
And painfully shallow, 
The ignorant hope, 
We unquestionably muster, 
In reality 
Will leave us flustered. 

May be, 
Every Heart break, 
And love, 
Pain and pleasure, 
Every loss and gain 
Are not evil nor good, 
Rather flavors ushered, 
In proportional measures, 
For life to have a blissful taste, 
And distinct leisures.