No, we are not promised tomorrow
And yet, in times of crisis, there’s always some more faith to borrow.
It’s never too late to put the past away,
It’s never too late to quit the masquerade.
Chained by the hands of the clock
Madness revealed that I too am a part of the flock
The year of 2016 did slip away lightning bolt speed
But the lesson I learnt, to them I shall pay forever heed.
Chased away the fears
With smiles or tears
The warmth of a friendly hug
And no more do the worries bug
I am glad that I stayed sane for most part of the year
Sane or insane, the stories equally my children shall hear.
Some smiles still steal my breath away
Some memories still make me wonder how I made it through
And others bring joy to the eyes
Some questions still wreck my brains
Some tears shed all along the way
Some cheers spread en-route.
One year older and hopefully wiser.
With a million memories, I cherish this brilliant year that was!
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About the Author:
This was written by Anu Kutty, a PGP1 student of SPJIMR
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