It's past 10 at night
On December 31
I boarded my flight
To cross the Atlantic.
I'll stop in Frankfurt
On way to Hyderabad
Pretty soon it'll be
New Year for sure.
I'll capture it live
And save it in words
This poem'll seal it
For all the readers.
Less than an hour
Left for the occasion
Nice dinner I just had
Almost seven miles high.
Less than half hour
For the year to arrive
I hold a glass of wine
Good spirit all around.
Maybe at Times Square
It's all pandemonium
Everyone waiting for
The globe to descend.
Life's nice and quiet
Down on earth as usual
Flying high to join friends
Fills the soul with joy.
And suddenly it arrived
New Year 2025
For time never stops
Present can't be stored.
Past's our history
It grows on, on and on
And future's our hope
Extends to infinity.
Best wishes to all for
A world full of peace
Let happiness prevail
In all lives forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem