Wednesday, January 2, 2008

The Resolution

The Last passed in a breeze
A mixed bag of Tears and Laughter,
Some unforgettable moments of
Joy and Happiness—
Some ever remembered
Pains for the Heart,
Some hard to forget—
Few mellowed in the Memory!

Smile on the Lips
Raindrops brimmed in the eye—
At one corner
The Heart feels heavy,
Metal-heavy with a shock;
The other,
Joyous to the core
A joy for a Virtue!
A love for a Love!

A mixed bag true,
Passed in breeze
Sadness mixed in Joy!

The Last passed in a breeze,
What hast thou in Store
Oh! The Year?
Raw and Fresh,
What hast thou settled for me
New Time?
Pains and Laughter
Happy and Sad—
A Perpendicular Life?
Swing of Rosy Wings?
Cry for Relief?

What hast thou to offer
Unknown Fate?
What hast thou
In thy Will?

Whatever thou choose
And greet me with
Sad, Bad and Worse,
Let me make a Mind,
A Mind to face
Hard, and Stronger enough
To stand thy Blows
Calm and Quiet
Without a Frown
No Mercy begged,
With a Resolution
Esteem—
I’ll Fight till last
Till I last!

1 comment:

  1. good expression...this mix of joy & sorrow makes our life...it's true for all of us!

    But why you used the victorian english in the mid of the poetry? Sounds little different while reading it...

    Anyways, good one at the end of it!

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