O, alas,2009 ensued,
I smoulder the hatred,
I had taken umbrage,
The contemptuous 2008, the impending 2009.
I entreat thee, year 2009,
Be within earshot, for I hanker for preaching,
And preaching till thee can have an ardour of humanity,
To love humanity, and to annihilate recalcitrant sinners.
I behold at the azure skies,
How picturesque, sensual, voluptuous, I conceived
As the zephyr transpires,
As the peceable moment, solely for that moment.
Hankerings for liberalisation,
For liberty,
For levity,
For glee.
Ultimately, it is for one and all,
Reciprocity, as it is embedded in us,
Rendering aid, as it is the panacea of depression.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
AND, soon it will repeat 2010