So many rockets shot in the sky.
Thousands of shining colors did fly.
Yellow, red, green, blue and brown;
spread vibrant colors over the town.
The brightest, bright, dull and dark;
the colorful event that was to mark.
Town sank in colorful light for a while
on their lips, children had big smiles.
Celebrations of the new year, perked
everyone present enjoyed the fire work.
Flashed to vanish, the color composition;
leaving out, color of joy for everyone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'So many rockets shot in the sky. Thousands of shining colors did fly. Yellow, red, green, blue and brown; spread vibrant colors over the town.' captures with joy this new year's tradition :)