Something gone in the past and is lost
Hands of the clock claps at any cost
Let's cruise along with flow of the song
Track is set, new race in cool wind
Fast is the wheel that rolls along
Time beckons the engine whistles with light
Let us board a new shining ship bright
A new year is ahead leaving sarrow behind
Let's us go hammer and tongs and cut loose.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you dear Anil Kumar for your lovely comment, thumbs up!