1 January

1 January Poem

New Year Poem

1 January Lyrics, New Years Day is a special day, A year has gone and a new fresh year is starting with song and dance. It is said, and rightly so, that each new year gives one 12 new chapters and 365 more chances. “Tomorrow is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.” – Brad Paisley. This quote is extremely meaningful for the new year. Stepping into the new year, one must also be thankful for all the people who are a part of life.

Family and friends constitute an important part of our lives and having them by our side is a true blessings. However, apart from friends and family, someone who is a huge part of one’s lives are our life partners. They are the people who stand by us through thick and thin and shower us with love and care, sometimes unconditionally.

Forgive the people who may have hurt you, let go of some people and start 2019 on a bright and fresh note as there should be no room for hate in the new year. Also, remember to pamper yourself in 2019 with a new hobby or a solo trip or a spa session. Remember to make a new year resolution because what’s the fun of celebrating new year if there are no resolutions – some to keep and some to break by mid-January, right?

1 January

The wise guys will unlearn your call.
Above your head no star will flame.
One weary sound might be the identical—
the hoarse roar of the gale.
The shadows fall out of your worn-out eyes
as your lone bedside candle dies,
for right here the calendar breeds nights
until stores of candles fail.
What activates this melancholy key?
a protracted familiar melody.
It sounds again. So permit it’s.
allow it sound from this night time.
let it sound in my hour of death—
as gratefulness of eyes and lips
for that which from time to time makes us carry
our gaze to the far sky.
You glare in silence at the wall.
Your stocking gapes: no gifts at all.
it is clear that you are actually too vintage
to agree with in top Saint Nick;
that it’s too past due for miracles.
—but suddenly, lifting your eyes
to heaven’s light, you understand:
your existence is a sheer gift.

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