New Year - Poem by TITIKSHA SINGHAL
This New Year with the new rays of sun
How would you treat you sorrow?
Build a catacomb or excavate out some…?
With an hour of hope approaching
How would you react to an alteration?
With ebb of pessimism or with abundant orthodoxy…?
With the heap of past days ruling your mind
How you decide to spend new ones?
Planting a laugh on your face or burying some fear inside…?
With the blessings of the power above
What would you do to your own self?
Achieve and explore or complaint with stubborn…?
And while terminating the commencing year
Would you want your heart be filled with
Remorse and regret or replenished cheer…?
So here with the start of New Year
Know that it is your choice that matter
…make it worse…or make it better…?
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