Life is to live in joyful mirth
Before is blown out last of breath,
All made of dust when merge with earth,
Let cherishing life be the faith.
Cheer up as if there's no more chance,
Let the welcome drink New Year bring,
Let New Year bring a new romance.
Today's the time of joyous spring.
The fool that forsakes today's wine,
Trying to pack morrow's moment,
Ends spending up precious present,
O drink ere the froth may decline.
If happy can't be now and here,
You'll not hereafter, any where.
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On the New Year eve
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Sonnets | 04.01.2018 |
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I would like to translate this poem
Precious present......significant. Thank u. anjandev roy.