I think I'm the sort of person wouldn't try out things that I'd been promising myself to do till I'm presented with the opportunity. I can't remember the last time I tried my hand at poetry. It's something I've always wanted to try and I remembered the times when it came to me quite naturally. Because in the words of William's Wordsworth, "A spontaneous overflow of emotions recollected in tranquillity." I've not been in tranquility of late, neither have I let words flow out of me when the powerful emotions hit.
Thankfully, the First anniversary of The Neoxian City Writing Prompt, gave me the opportunity to do that. I'm not going to go on a self-deprecation spree, but I do admit that I've gone quite rusty but I hope you enjoy this in celebration of the new year and all it holds for us.
The New Year
The new year is a wave,
Impactful yet subtle, strong-willed yet graceful.
Ushering all and sundry into a mirthful dance.
Like nature鈥檚 unprecedented romance
As it crashes down with thunderous might.
It prepares us for 365 days, pure and bright.
A ballet of dreams unfold
For all who dare to seize and watch it unfold.
The new year is a beam,
A citadel of light, a luminescent for your dreams.
From the blasting of star works and Twilight鈥檚 display.
We are enraptured into a new world set before us in a colourfully reflective array.
The new year is hope,
A chance to write off wrongs enclosed in nature鈥檚 celestial envelope.
A herald of possibilities, of dreams and goals.
A chance of self-reflection, taking hold of tomorrow, freeing our souls.
The new year is a gift,
A delightful package unwrapped, melting our hearts as our faces uplift.
It鈥檚 joy set in motion for all who won鈥檛 just stretch out their hands.
But own their dreams and their future command.
The new year is you and I,
Standing strong, unwavering at the promise of paradise.
And as we grow, it鈥檚 undoubted what we鈥檒l achieve together.
But till then let鈥檚 hold hands and yet hope this bond does not sever.
Happy New Year, Neoxian City
Let鈥檚 be filled with cheer as we pop the confetti.
Okay, that's about it. I hope our hearts keep rejoicing as we accept all the blessings the new year has for us. This particular one is dedicated to The Neoxian City. And with how this turned out, I may yet allow my heart spontaneously overflow into my words. I hope all of us have the best weekend ahead. Happiness, cheer and all.
Jhymi馃枻
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