Waiting for yet another day
for today is becoming past
and what we did all these years
has become futile sands of past.
Theres nothing left.
and we cant fathom into future
for they are mirages of hope
ready to deceive
ready to vanish.
And what's left is just "NOW"
The "NOW" ascending from future
The "NOW" descending to past
And that "NOW" is really a present to us!

Nothing we do can ever change the past
It is now history, over and gone.
Until we can accept that fact at last
Can we ever hope to truly move on?
And who can know what tomorrow will bring,
Or if tomorrow we will even see?
Why waste precious time waiting and hoping
For something that may never come to be?
So forget tomorrow and yesterday,
Live in neither the past or the future.
Resolve to make the most of each new day,
Every moment promise to treasure.
A new day is a gift we are granted
Which not one of us should take for granted.

You have to spend your days living in the present, which is a place where I can’t presently be. Miles and hours will always separate us. It’s our constant struggle. That’s why I’ll always belong to yesterday. I’m made to be a memory. Something to be overwritten. Something you’ll forget. I look to my future and I don’t even know what I’m looking at. Question marks and blurry images work against my vision and cloud my judgement. I’m walking on the paved path set before me, not even knowing how my direction has already been cemented into place. All I know is that I feel as gray as the pavement I see under my own feet. The world is so lush around me. I can feel the adventures pulling on my heartstrings. How I long to venture off into the dense green unknown. But then who will I be? If I break from the monotonous predictability from the life already set before me, will I have more or less purpose? I ask myself if I will just be lost in the idea of a dream? A question I already know the answer to. The longer I spend in a dream, the harder it is to readjust to reality. If you ever want to look, you’ll know where to find me. I’ll be living in your yesterday because I can only dream of your tomorrow.

It feels more like yesterday.
And I haven't went somewhere yet.
But I always have plans to look forward to.
Well, I can't tell where I'm going today or tomorrow.
So, don't worry about it. Everything will be just fine.

Anonymous.

If not now, then wait for a while
Wait for sometime
If not in present, then probably somewhere around in future
Wait for a while since something will happen when the tide will take a turn.

Between yesterday, today and tomorrow
Between priorities and need of hour
Between what you know and all that you want
Between experience and expertise
Definitely you have got something of your own and still life demands more
Strange are the ways of life, but then that’s what is life.

Moment by moment each moment passes by
Over a period of time life moves from present day into the next day as life continues.
It’s between need and demand
Between desire and want
Something you have got and something more that you want
All that goes on in mind and also in life is reading between the lines
It’s all about waiting for the right moment of time and then seeking the much needed breakthrough.
That’s how everything works in life
That’s how life moves from one event to next
From one incident towards another and so on.

Strange is life
Strange are the ways of life, but then that's what an individual calls it as his life.

yesterday, we met again.

you looked slightly different. your beard has grown, and your hair has turned slightly grey.
i told you how good you looked but you didn't believe me.
you told me how much i've also changed since we last saw each other.
i told you that i wanted to try something new, but not that it was my insecurities that made me change myself.

i told you how much i miss your stories and that i still have our book with your notes written in it.
you told me that you don't miss my obnoxious personality and my pretentious opinions.
we laughed and talked about our short time.

you made a comment about the things that could never be.
i laughed and asked you how she's doing.
i listened to you talk about your girlfriend, who is now your fiancee.
i would like to say i was prepared for it, but i can never get used to the way you speak about her.

i know you love her more than anything. i know i never meant anything to you. and even if i did, we just weren't meant to be. but knowing these things doesn't make them hurt less, even after all these years.

The storm roars,
The wind blows,
The ocean rises,
But I still remain the same

The rain falls,
The thunder growls,
The earth trembles,
Yet, I am still me

The leaves may turn brown,
The sky may turn black,
The birds may stop singing,
But I may not change

The love I gave yesterday,
The love I give today,
And the love I will give tomorrow,
Is the same love you'll ever receive from me....forever.

Chance knocks, don't miss it
Dreams talk, just listen
Moms rock, don't diss em
Life stops, so kiss em
Kiss em again, miss em
Promise if you're afar, you'll try not to be distant

Winter's just on a string and
Birds sing it's the spring and
The past calls it's ringing

Let it go to voice mail

It's got nothing new to say
And there's only fewer days

Yesterday's already boring
But tomorrow's got a story

A certain touch, a gentle breeze
Is enough to bring my soul at ease
The star that shines so bright
Fills my heart with joy through the night
The thought of you comes into mind
My weary body starts to unwind
I start to think of yesterday
Wonder why it so fast, went away

Been high since yesterday.
Good times since yesterday.
Feeling right all day since yesterday.
It's only morning but I've been alright since yesterday.