today’s first thoughts (are)
stale left-overs from yesterday
unresolved balance of
good and bad carried forward
old murky baggage
wrapped in laundered fresh cover
cryptic dark dreams
radiating with rays of fresh hopes
surviving life one day at a time
with this daily dose of hope
(In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “First Light.” and Hope)
That’s so much deep. First light, Though it is not exactly, as it the carry forward.
Loved it. The lines have come up very beautifully.. 🙂
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Thanks Prakash!!
Actually, the term ‘carried forward’ is from accounting/bookkeeping. The calculated total amount on the previous page is used as the beginning amount on a brand new page or in new account.
Thus, in a way, even this new page is not really new. It begins with the sorted sum total of previous assets and liabilities (hisaab-kitaab).
Our day also begins with previous day’s left-over thoughts but guised in rays of new hope and enthusiasm.
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Gorgeous image and words!
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Thanks for the appreciation 🙂 You too have a blog with sensitive thoughts.
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