Its not always finding a needle in the stack of a Hay
Writing a few rhyming lines need not to wait for the month of May
Its just the emotions that runs in the brain without needing any Pay
Starting seems difficult but every week begins with the name of this Day
When the whole world is filled with the sadness how could you only be Gay
The working days has begun but still the mood is still stucked to sit on the Bay
I just keep continuing with myself no matter what others have in their brain to Say
The weekend ended with a bang and now here I stand to continue with the old Way
Twenty-four is the hours that we get to utilize until we breathe for everyDay
Life went with the booze and music as the night darkened on the friDay
A single day to encompass all the remaining works was not enough on this very saturDay
Here I am again to begin my boring schedule with the morning light of sunDay