In every 365 days, Nature publishes a phenomenally
unique book;
365 blank pages initially appear to be
intriguing in their look...
With a wonderful name known as NEW YEAR;
It promises to be the harbinger of new excitement
and cheer...
The paint of its white void explains its idiosyncrasies;
Cocooned in the womb of your decisions lay
its enormous mysteries...
And as you begin to ink each page in your vogue
of inchmeal;
A revelation of sorts amazes your brain
wheel...
You wonder the mystery to be the awe of the
unknown;
You wonder if you would still step up in the
darkness of that stark zone...
And that’s how you fumble and stumble;
Perhaps you believe – that’s how the cookie
crumbles...
Far away from the unfathomable realities;
Nature has invited you on Earth to fulfil
your dreams with sincerity...
Keep filling every page of your day as you
thrive;
Keep moving in the direction following the
divine light;
Remember your outside is the story of your
inside...
Though the counter also holds true;
The dark night of the soul can turn you
gloomy and blue...
But that’s the most significant phase my
friend;
That fiasco of fury can guide your vehemence...
Keep on writing your page of life, it shall
never ever go blank;
You may write a piece of junk;
take it easy, it takes time to build up your rank...
take it easy, it takes time to build up your rank...
In that odd hour of insane disgrace;
Light up your inside with the lamp of self
worth and praise...
In that uneven moment of forbidden grim;
YOU are “the one and only” who embraces your
own skin...
So my friend put on your armour of
confidence;
Keep writing your New Year book with perseverance...
The page may turn glossy and flip your ink;
Never give up ever amidst your journey;
for
what’s pale today will tomorrow surely turn pink...
Bless the light that’s outside:
it teaches you to play the role of actor;
it teaches you to play the role of actor;
Step back a little in ebony and view the
bigger picture;
Bless the darkness emerging from inside:
it builds your nerve to play the role of director...
it builds your nerve to play the role of director...
So my friend, do it all what takes
to write your New Year book with a purpose each day;
to write your New Year book with a purpose each day;
Laugh, cry, get nervous, get curious, formulate
ideas, and pray;
But don’t live with a jerky heart that nibs
you to run away...
Think and plan but don’t overdo it;
All those serious times can be seriously transformed
with courage and wit...
HAPPY NEW YEAR BOOK WRITING :)
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