Just another day...

Is it just another day,
Or a reason to rejoice.
Is it some thing to look forward to?
To celebrate or to retrospect, is the choice.

What has one achieved so far?
That the day becomes a reason to celebrate.
Isn’t it a reason to reflect upon?
And a chance not to leave it too late.

Have we found the motive to live?
And has our existence found a reason.
Have we become wiser?
With every passing season.

Every day can be a new birth,
Every moment can be full of glee.
Life can be an full of joy and mirth,
If we know what we ought to be.

Gifts and celebrations aside,
Angry pub hopping people add to my dismay.
The meaning has already been jaded,
And they have already lost their way.

Still all is not gone,
If we decide to go a little slow.
Take time to understand,
Or soon it will be time to go.

Happy birthday it is,
Today, tomorrow and forever.
It’s not too late to realize,
That it is now or never...