By Prachi Agrawal
I shall be with thee,
And that's how the last day of this year shall be.
laughter’s and weird cries,
Shall be engraved as memories
made under the clear skies.
When nostalgia hits me
And my eye are full of tears,
You slowly crawl to reach me,
and scream 'Cheers'.
You make me believe it's not "just an end",
And promise me moments in future-
together we shall spend.
Nostalgia hits me again.
I am upset even after a bottle of champagne.
For this end reminds me of days,
When I was promised an "Always"
When they left me alone and broken,
With wounds and scars-as a token.
And you crawl to reach my ears,
And screamed "cheers".
The flashback comes to a hault,
Reality hits me with a jolt.
You let me enter the world of my imagination,
Where I fall, rise and reach my destination.
Where I was daily served with Nutella and ice-creams,
It was a visit to world of my dreams.
When I fall, you lend me your hand.
When I drown in the ocean, you become my island.
You let me fly high,
Encouraging me without a sigh.
You remind me to never leave the land,
And opportunities are like hand full of sand.
Time and again I forget about all these days,
Just because you didn't say an "Always".
Never did I acknowledge your selfless deeds,
You are a flower mistaken for worthless weeds.
Today I shall make you smile,
Create memories and sit with you for a while.
And I shall spend the first day of the year with thee,
I shall not promise to make your morning tea,
But I ensure, you will "always" have me,
I know, you won't say, but you are there for me.