2023 was eventful in many ways.
Sunny, gloomy,wintry, blossom everything was encapsulated in those 365 days.
Life had come to a standstill and all I could do was sit and gaze
Looking back it was neither moonlight nor was it a sunlit haze.
Previously in yesteryears, the Afterglow lasted well into the next year,
Nowadays we've numbed our feelings,
no nostalgia can make us shed a tear.
We treasure moments where we felt endeared and cherished
No one wants to remember the times when they were crucified and burnt.
In essence though, everything is important even the time when you sold your soul to the devil
Selling your soul to the devil does not make your spirit evil.
It just makes you a person desperate to find a route out of pain
Why care, in the end we all revert back to the same drain in the same train.
365 days in a year and 366 different reasons to hate it
So I took up this addiction to abate it.
Addiction begets loneliness a wise man said
The wise man smoked his delicate cigar now the wise man is dead.
Sometimes greed does not kill you it makes you stranger,
Touch your face in the mirror, feel the anger?



Anyhow this year everyone have a blast,
Just don't sing for the moment let's hope that it lasts.
And if you fail, remember it's not the end of the world,
Come back harder and turn your world around
And make your haters go dumbfound(ed).

Love does not go to plan it just happens,
Sickening is the fact that it never happens with the right person that is YOU,
The only person you require in this life is the one reading this through and through.

Might sound like a narcissist but that's not the case at all,
And you might have a fall this new year but make sure you come back stronger and talk to answer the Almighty's loving call


HAPPY NEW YEAR LADS AND LADIES💯🫂🌻✨❤️🥳

© Dhritiman