As the embers of 2007 are getting prepared to be replaced by a fresh 2008,
The world waits in anticipation and elation for the year that is approaching,
Though every year-end brings a lot of negative energy,
In the form of tsunami, earthquake and terror attacks
Each soul tries to bury the past along with the year,
and plants the new seed of hope in their hearts.
Giant barricades are erected to cloud the evil named pain and sorrow.
And fragrance spread to feel good and motivated
Wishes are sent around…..yes…. sent around
To wish the same for others as well
The mistakes and sins are remembered, just to remind
The dangers of repeating them again
The prayers and kindness are appreciated, just to thank
For the right thought at the time of need.
I evolved some thoughts and moments into a shell called ‘blog’
Some of them contained the ‘grains’, which hurt the shell,
as it made its way into the enclosed shape
while some brought in bright ‘colors’ along with them
I churned and tossed them around, but they remained in the shell
I shed tears unsure of the rationale
I’ve heard of the gem that forms as an aftermath of the extremes
So I wait for the beauty… I wait for the pearl…in confused silence
The world waits in anticipation and elation for the year that is approaching,
Though every year-end brings a lot of negative energy,
In the form of tsunami, earthquake and terror attacks
Each soul tries to bury the past along with the year,
and plants the new seed of hope in their hearts.
Giant barricades are erected to cloud the evil named pain and sorrow.
And fragrance spread to feel good and motivated
Wishes are sent around…..yes…. sent around
To wish the same for others as well
The mistakes and sins are remembered, just to remind
The dangers of repeating them again
The prayers and kindness are appreciated, just to thank
For the right thought at the time of need.
I evolved some thoughts and moments into a shell called ‘blog’
Some of them contained the ‘grains’, which hurt the shell,
as it made its way into the enclosed shape
while some brought in bright ‘colors’ along with them
I churned and tossed them around, but they remained in the shell
I shed tears unsure of the rationale
I’ve heard of the gem that forms as an aftermath of the extremes
So I wait for the beauty… I wait for the pearl…in confused silence
2 comments:
wait for the beauty... wait for the pearl.. in confused silence..
hmmm..
silence shall be followed by a thunder..
nice one.. well written. but there s something that you said and i differ on. you said "Each soul buries the past along with the year"... is it really possible just cause the date on the computer says 31st dec.... i have never actually thought that the start of a year is anything special... i really dont think that things are buried so easily.. if it were so, life would have been much simpler and u would have written a lot less. same goes for me
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