As the current year is about to fold
And the New Year beckons us from the threshold,
How I wishI could travel through a wormhole
And revisit those golden days old.
This would have enabled me to correct many a wrong
Make use of the opportunities that are long gone,
Helped me to sing a high-spirited song
And welcome the New Year with a ding-a-dong.
But since it is impossible, let us a resolution make
Not to flitter away the chances that at the horizons may break,
And keep our senses well attuned and awake
To score our goalsand minimize our mistakes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How I wish that I could enter a wormhole And revisit those golden days old. Verily, time never returns