My thoughts, words, verses…

New Year

Does time know of its passage?
At midnight, 31st December, does it blare horns and scream Happy New Year?
Does it look back on the year and
Smile, at the memory of a World Cup win?
Shake its head, at the stubborn vagaries of rabid revolutions?
Reflect fondly, at the undulating, yet comforting paths of relationships?
Feel its eyes go moist, at people lost forever?
Stop the flood of memories at that moment, to linger on that one memory of the dear one lost?
Does it then change gear to think about tomorrow, because yesterday is painful?
Does it plan holidays, new projects?
Does it build new hopes that this year would be different?
Does time know of its passage?
Or is it just me?

Comments on: "New Year" (4)

  1. shubhra chaturvedi's avatar

    Very well written and thots beautifully put down. Its very lyrical too! yes time does not know its passage and to think of it we also do not know our passage till we reach landmarks like new year, birthday, meting childhood friends…

    Nupuria u rock… keep writing…

  2. Suma's avatar

    It’s just us, we like to hold on to time. Lovely!

  3. ramblinginthecity's avatar

    i think you should stick to poetry for a bit. its really getting into a good flow. i think it gels with your mental frame right not somehow and its awesome beautiful! look forward to more….

  4. meeta's avatar

    I’m not a person of words. Even then I can appreciate the turn of words. And there is definite rhythm in the verse. Way to go Nupur.

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