New Year Morning
Flowers and colours
With all their smiles
Squat in a sequential way
To greet every threshold
A welcome to New Year
Fog and flurries amidst the way
Gossiping a while as usual
Hurry a bit and hang
To greet every bit of air
A welcome to New Year
The music on the cell phone
Restricts to a single tune
Without even switching it on
Brings the wishes of near and dear
A welcome to happy New Year
A new plan a new dawn
Every inch of my soul
Drag me up and pinch
Left out time is too meager
A welcome to happy new year.
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