Goodbye To The Old Year/ look Alike Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Goodbye To The Old Year

How to bid goodbye,
Goodbye
To the old year
Outgoing
With the passing memories
While the other
On the anvil
Incoming
With a bouquet of flowers?

Look Alike

On seeing him on the platform
One eve
I paused to see him
Taking him for my eldest brother
Somewhat brown-brown
And with the French-cut beards
Rounded on the chin
Longing to meet and greet him
To call him home,
But sorry to say,
I just glimpsed him through
The similar face,
But the man behind it was missing from,
My eldest brother
Who is now no more in this world!