On the New Year eve,
I reckon what it'll give?
To my melanolucus mind,
Anticipating dance in  rainbow-twined.

The New Year changeth old order
With garnished gold border.
The border shines with aspirated hopes,
Passion of heart into its throbes.

The New Year reveals multicoloured flowers
Where fragrance welcomes in each bower.
Hark! You beholder!
Don't blindly into this field enter.

Stand still a while,
To recognise flower's true profile.
And the art to survive,
In the midst of flower's stingy drive.

Be ready to digest hemlock!
Oozing on some petals dew drops!!
After this feat you'll meet
The rose red, red sweet.

Fragrance filled resolutions and success sweetest,
Lead to heavenly experience best,
Help you weave life's cosy nest!
Where you'll celebrate the truest New Year fest!!

Dr. Mukund S. Bhandari