The last day of the calendar year, will it carry the fear?
What will happen when hopes and dreams are put to the test,
Will the sun rises high again and will it bring cheer?
Or will the darkness of yesterday persist?
The sufferers wait with bated breath,
For the dawn of a new day, In a renewed hope and faith,
Will it bring them peace, or more strife?
Only time will tell, and the will of life.
Today the stars shine bright but are they are just guide?
just a reminder of the past, waves upon waves and a tide?
The moon glows full, but will it bring light?
Or just a shadow of the darkness of night?
The world is quiet on the last day of the hour
whispering secrets silently to the divine night,
as the trees sway gently giving a soothing sight,
Who will bring the solace or a new plight?
Not the last time the clock ticks on with a steady beat,
Will the countdown to the end will bring the year's treat,
Last wood burns bright tonight with a warm embrace,
But will it chase away the cold, the trace?
The day is ending, the night is near,
will the sufferers find peace, or more fear?
Only time will tell, and the will of fate,
On this last day of the calendar year we all wish..............
Very Powerful Asim Bravo and Happy New Year! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Surely, The world is quiet on the last day of the hour whispering secrets silently to the divine night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We all hope in the dying days of a year, arbitrary as it really is, that the next year will cast away all the baggage, but a new day dawns and the weight is still their. Great poem! the theme is thought provoking