At the get-go, am I to get into
the new residence,
swinging between two brothers,
with each other shortly, part the siblings,
The elder, upon completion of his life, is at his last breath.
Performed his duties with skill and smartness,
though witnessed in abundance mishaps.
Destiny drove us to the torrents
taking away many lives, eyed the ill-fated he
wars between people and people
and nation and nation;
terror owning humanity nil found thrill in killings.
The younger but in new garb will loom afresh;
smile on the face and hands cheerfully
to cuddle us, bringing the honey of comfort
to sweeten the days, it will carry, giving
a smooth go for the world to plan its future,
filling hope in our hearts, holding our hands
to light a wick in the dark and guide us.
The year in hand at bidding bye
waves his hand to his brother, offering his throne.
Forgetting the bygone occurrences,
fulfil our resolutions for the period
waiting; keeping a good spirit, be our pal of pick.
May the new year bring merriment to all of us!
