New Year, I mean every New Year
Is always a universal cheer
But lying in the deep of heats
There is a permanent fear
Something may happen or occur
To a close one or our dear
Our family and surroundings
From doubts are not yet clear
Hidden enemies are everywhere
And for others they never care
The real joys all are frozen
Under the terrifying icy layer
Who knows it is far or near
The horrified eyes are to bear
The sponsored misfortunes
Which the inhuman rear
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem