That Joyous Night - Poem by Om Chawla
That night is approaching once again,
after traversing a year long journey
That night of sparkling lights
that night of gaiety and gay abandon,
that night precursing a new dawn:
signalling end to a year's strife
ushering renewed zest for life.
Sometimes I wonder what's there
To rejoice and to celebrate?
End of a year's sufferings and struggles!
Or is it the hope of a better dawn! ?
This night of sparkling lights
horizon to horizon glittering lights,
This night of a few throbbing hours
Of a new dawn, it is harbinger
In its glory let us bask
Disturbing questions let us not ask,
Some of its sheen let us capture
To assuage the hurt in near future
For the miseries and the tyrannies
will not vanish overnight;
The world will not be transformed
by the glitter of this festive night.
Yet let us welcome this joyous night
and partake in festivity with gay delight.
That night of gaiety is here once again
to bid adieu to the old and usher in new.
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