This Year Poem by Vizard Dhawan

Might it be the last time I am writing to you
Perhaps, this year will grab me away from you
P! little sweetheart, not perhaps, it's going to happen,
All those rose memories of the past years that we had
I am thankful to the past year that gave me you as a gift
The past year filled my life with happiness and love
The past year is responsible for all those things I have,
I have YOU enough to fill all the boxes from treasures
But since partying, too, is about to come, we have to accept
The call of time, all those sweet kisses that I had from you,
All are going to be vanished, going to be eaten: by this year.
Your soft, clear face that makes me proud on myself
Is going to vanish from before my eyes: by this year.
Words I am writing to such a huge extent for you
Might my pen forget all those immortal lines I dedicated to you
Might my pen get silent: become my foe! and ask me every time
'Where is that sweet girl on whom you used to make words'
I wil only satisfy that with a huge sigh, saying-
''Time changes so does the years! now this year, fate
Will displace me from her! the only remains will be
The memories of all those sweet kisses of the dark room on
The pedestal of time-written by THIS YEAR...