Each year, we find, it somehow ends;
Sometimes, we make more foes than friends!
The old year vanishes off then,
Heralding New Year quickly, when.
We wish neighbours, ‘Happy New Year! '
The truth is different, we all fear;
It is not what the New Year brings,
But how you play its less taut strings!
The old year had so many dreams;
We start each year with new resolve;
But life isn't as good as it seems;
There are problems we cannot solve!
Some failures stem from own faults;
Some things go wrong despite all care;
Money afills the neighbor's vaults;
Some luck did turn up although rare!
We wish to live more selflessly;
We want to spread love, cheer and peace;
We do some things quite aimlessly;
Fierce winds blow when we need a breeze!
So, every year, afresh we start,
Avoiding mistakes of the past;
We hope more joy afills our heart,
Without much labour and quite fast!
But do we trust and pray to God?
We think we ourselves can do things;
Can we achieve without the Lord?
The grace of God all things just brings!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-1-13
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Too much of a thought! still it is nice to read someone's doubts and resolve. Happy New Year. Dr. JC.