Tomorrow - by Zainab Malik
This sonnet revolves around the idea that tomorrow is a blessing because it has no mistakes, allows sinners to have a second chance, covers their faults of the previous day, and is pure because nothing wrong has been done in it. The narrator of the poem is longing for tomorrow’s arrival and describes her while doing so. However, towards the end of the poem, the day is coming to an end and she has not arrived because tomorrow becomes today, making her intangible forever.
Every dawn with the rise of the daystar
Immerse and cleanse me in second chances
Fiercely gaze with possibility’s stare
Dear Tomorrow, as every day passes
Rekindled are my hope and certainty
Driven snow knows no one the likes of thee
Evening clouds blanket sins of yesterday
How merciful was the one who gifted thee
Stringed is the lyre with every soft step
Love is the artist and we are the art
Rose-colored glasses veil my dark thoughts kept
Subdue yesterday’s pain and numb my heart
With the evening setting evanescent sphere
Showered upon me your twinkling tears.