On The Wings Of Winter

When north wind beckons to her
She abides forthwith like a docile lover
And comes adorned with apparels white and soft,
Cold and pearly charming us with delight
Of beauty so subtle and heavenly
And could be felt palpably but seen barely
Pregnant with things of dream and divine at the time
Of vernal equinox she carries through to be ripe
On winter solstice to deliver a bud
Of soul called "New Year" to the world of mankind
Blessed many a thousand with
And to come yet many here with
As long as there is sun and moon in the heaven
And earth loved and worshiped like a shrine
Celebrated in pomp and magnificence of a birth
So noble at the stroke of midnight zooms in joy and mirth
To many young and old with hopes, aspirations and resolution
Some truly achieved and some sadly backed down
Though life goes on and on till the closure
Irrespective of success and failure
For the fleeting time hardly gives us pause to think over
And life so short a span its wings are flapped quicker
Than our breath like a clashing thunder not known
When it comes and goes out unsaid and unseen
But my friends, your lifetime is not as small as of an insect
You are a great soul as profound as a planet
Years will come and years will go
So are lives with no end to the flow
It's one as glorious as among many has come
Let's embrace it forgetting all gloom
And celebrate every day as New Year's Day
And every passing day as golden day
Though it comes on the wings of winter
It warms all with new beginnings and hopes like a breather
So why waste time on the past
Come and illuminate the present and see yourself and the future shining bright
For life is but a lovely little flower
Bloomed to last only for some hours
I cherish my dreams
On sharing your feelings and reading your poems
Though some days have already passed
It's not too late to wish you a thing so profound
And because of coincidence of this fate I am here
Being so privileged to wish you all a "Happy New Year"

by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK

Comments (2)

A befitting poem to celebrate the change of season as well as the New Year. Thanks. Years will come and years will go So are lives with no end to the flow I cherish my dreams On sharing your feelings and reading your poems
Very nice composition of poem to read on Winter, my frienid!