Another Year Of Life Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Something so dreary about the year I'm going to lose
It made me older and my breathing tightened the noose
Something so skeptical about the year going by
It made me wizened, my skin parched little more dry
Something so sordid about the year bidding farewell
It made my days longer and nights an endless hell
Something so persistent about the year making exit
It still makes me desire to be alive healthy and fit!