Three days what merely is;
Before the new year begins,
Everywhere is painted new!
And the air flutes still spring.
Décor with the best one on!
Leave no stone hide in moss;
Laden the air with hue so dear;
Up n here, Let’s welcome an year.
How lovely more can you welcome!
A new life perhaps, a charm-filled lass?
So God sends you as the feather in décor.
Lit a tallow taper, Trophy up a new you.
A lovely poem, Indranil. Thank you for sharing your culture with me. Peace
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The air of festivity that prevails as we all welcome a new year, well depicted in the poem. A lovely piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.