New Year

New Year Years come and years go Leaving me more experienced and making me older Less time to live, less suffering to see Fewer murders and fewer rapes to hear Less cries of a child, less wailing of a woman And man in the oppression and unjustified war Happy for making things short But very sad for growing gory things in number Gruesome were the heinous crimes Done this year than the previous year So I am very fearful of what garrulous events Will be brought by the New Year Most of the time my predictions turn to be right And most of the cases I was happy But this time I would not be sad if I am proved wrong I am here giving you the task, Giving you the challenge Oh! New Year, sing me the sweetest song I ever heard.