The New Year I Like Poem by Gajanan Mishra

So to say I like
The new year, but
What is that new year
Please tell me dear.

Is it this chilli chicken?
Is it mutton plate?
Is it this picnic spot?
Is it this drink?
Is it your kiss?
Is it this foggy morning?

No answer, no relief.
No defect, nothing serious.
No who why how where
No understanding, nothing empty.

So to say
Let us say
New year, new year, new year,
Come on yaar,let us celebrate
Here on this earth.

Let us start from this morning,
From this day, from this love
From this very life.
This is the great day.