Treasure Island

Queeny Gona

(16th august,1987 / KANIGIRI)

Beautiful Trick


The long cherished;
New year is back again,
But with a change in number.
We like to hold on to the lovely moments of last year,
Wish to live in the past glory,
Yet; its the time to bid farewell to sad past,
Welcome the leap year with bliss.
Resolutions; as usual are made,
Hardly with a new one: for we
Never wanting to say good bye to the habits.
And Habits are very bad!

Unlike the past,
Would like to stand up strong: to resist
The storm of procrastination.

Wish you all a successful, happy and prosperous New Year.

Submitted: Saturday, August 24, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013

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Written on December 31st night 2012, yet skipped to post

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