
A new beginning tags along an end
A beginning it becomes so,
Only having followed an end
A new life comes only after an end
For the soul discards the garment of body
To drape on itself a brand new body self
A new leaf emerges on the stem
Only when a tiny nodule ends
Giving way to a new growth at its end
A new plant begins to take form
Breaking out from the seed for reform
Thus cracking it, ending it’s older form
A new chick steps into the mighty world
Destroying the very shell that protected it
Thus breaking open the old for the new
A new life begins when wings emerge
The pupa and caterpillar stage ends
Bringing in new color and hopefulness
A new structure is built and admired
Having ended on its raw stage of being
It stands erect formed by new planning
A new day comes with a rhythmic pattern
After the end of each day that was new
Declaring it as the yesterday of each day
A new week too comes as a time cycle
After the end of every gone by week
Pronouncing it as a memory, a past week
A new month on the calendar comes forth
In waiting after the end of previous month
Hence the time cycle of death and birth
A new year too comes along as fresh joy
Bidding to the past year an emotional goodbye
Leaving behind old times and moving on ahead
A Childhood too gives rise to the teen age
And then moves ahead towards active youth
Leading to adulthood, ageing and final decline
Knowing very well, what is the present today
Shall be lost to the times of the past as yesterday
We try to hold on its strings in firm grips, yet fail
Showing ignorant wisdom of our traits we behave
That all we accumulate, access and grab as garbs
Shall be superimposed by the future day and gone
A new knowledge too shall one day become stale
As fresher ideas and learning paves way on scale
Weighing out, metering each newness as pale
A new relation & action in thought and deed
A new idea that might have been so discreet
Shall all fade out and be erased with death
All newness comes from the end of the old
All old gives way to the new that’s no longer old
And we celebrate the death of each past as NEW.


Happy New Year Monica
New beginning
Form and transform to new
In seed, and plant bloom anew
Promising bud gives of of new
Every moment is ever new
Old cells die, give birth to new
Inhale and exhale are a new
Fresh oxygen rejuvenate anew
Hopes, dreams, passion is anew
Giving direction to the very new
Old ideas. Can transform to new
So let us celebrate all that is new
Happy, happy is this 2023 so new
Pools of health happiness and new
How blessed are we to see that new
Rejoice, rejoice all that is for us new
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Thank you Shariffa jo. Your poetic comments are always a breath of freshness to my poems
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