Everyday has a story,
From inner hearts of the world,
To share very sad memories,
And few tales of time in smiles.

This is not for a single day,
And not for a single man,
It is food served for all,
Unless your time is up.

Every man has a story,
For every listening ear,
Some tell it on streets,
Others still in silence.

Every clock has a story,
In a single second to tell,
An hour might be older,
But a minute is critical.

Every tree has a story,
Over years under the sky,
Who knows better in rainy days,
And survives the anger of the Sun?

Every eye has a story,
Of...