New Year...I Am Ready To Endure Poem by Sathya Narayana

NEW YEAR
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O' New year, O' New year
whatever left of me
this day, to you I surrender!
Here see the bruises on my body;
on heart, few scars of cheer
floating in the debris of sour memories!
You know what had gone through me,
like a piercing long spear
and ov'r my body the crushing hackney!
Your just demised sister year,
my yesteryear is free,
now hav'ng crept into the dark lair.
But you, the young can guarantee
something new but clear, known but queer
because I want to have on me
more painful tattoos seared
and rubble of my fallen apogee!

Yes, it's the vice of a stoic fakir
to sip his cup of bitter tea
sitting on the shaky edge of frontier!