A passing year.....

Years come n years go
Dec 31st was the show...
Show hosted by my alter ego
Screening the memories high and low.

What did I do, the question?
Answered the host, an introspection...
Came back from my memory lanes, the action
How life like the screen looked in conjunction.

Past was riding the present, in gleeful eyes
Things that were waited for, were fulfilled without cries
Dreams that werent dreamt of - a gift from the skies
Stumbled, bruised, bantered at times, only to win against all odds.

Years come n years go
"Hopes n expectations" - now running the show
Guided by steely resolves to tread the plough
In my eyes, a bigger better n brighter tomorrow.

- Plumpy bones

At the dawn of the sophomore day of the New Year when we sat idly reading some poetic blogs came the inspiration to become a poet. Another joint venture from the two opposite poles who repel away only to be together.