When The Clock Strikes 12 (A New Year Poem)
Poem by Pradeep Dhavakumar
Like the eyes of a warrior that shuts
for a while and rejoins the battle;
Like the wings of a bird that freezes
for a minute and continues its flap;
Like the soul in heaven that rests
for a day and returns to earth;
Let time shut its eyes, wings and soul
And be reborn as a better, brighter year!
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