Saturday, December 25, 2010

Gurdip Singh Bhamra


Ring in 2011


In comes the new year
out goes the old
old, unsweetened, embittered and cold.
Chilled are the events
that befell on us
We tend to forget
The bury the hatchet
And buy the New Year
From the stores
It comes free with every card we buy
Every gift we choose
We can choose every thing
But cannot choose ourselves
The wishes
The dreams
The desires
The longings
The yearnings
And the earnings
May all be balanced
Into a profit and loss statement
May the New Year
2011
Be the best
To see your best
In the best of colours
Spirit
And action.


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