By Arefa Tehsin, Author of "Iora and the Quest of Five"
The clouds have gone, rain has past
Summers were fun, its winter at last
It seems like just a blink of an eye
A year, a whole year has gone by
All that we earned, all that we spent
Didn’t come in as cheque, go out as rent
We earned some friends and happy days
We spent some colours to paint the greys
We lost dear ones, so dear were they
Gone like dew after morning ray
One day even the sun will be burnt
Was the year’s deepest lesson learnt
Oh, how easier things would be
If grief had feet and pain could flee
If past was just a jacket torn
And mended again to be worn
But life rushes past the evens and odds
Doesn’t stop for demons or Gods
May our anger be less, regrets few
If there is reflection, be that of the new
To sprout a seed a cloud must burst
A desert is needed to conquer thirst
We may find a ditch or a brook
It all depends on where we look
Wish you a bird at window every day
A song in the eyes, breeze on the way
Plenty of laughter, smiles and hope
For each new height, a handy rope
An island when the seas are bold
On evening walks a hand to hold
A warm coffee on a winter day
Strength to cry and strength to stray
Here’s to moments calendars can’t steal
Here’s to future we welcome with zeal
Here’s to the new year sailing to our shore
Here’s to the old one leaving with a roar