Goodbye 2016

Goodbye 2016 short poem

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While the last hours set in motion
I lend my memories for praising
The moments of the year for dazing
Much as I was stumped in my action.

It isn’t the best I’ll ever come across;
I bet, it’s the second best year of mine.
As the best is to love and shine,
Next in line always is love and loss.

“It’s better to be loved and lost
Than to be ever loved at all.”
As Tennyson’s lyrics now befall
I testify it’s true even if loved by a ghost.

Not my dream, still I wasn’t exempted.
Took the gestures amiss too strong
That weren’t a call meant to live long.
Though, days I prayed I wasn’t tempted.

People wonder why I bend on my back!
Never meant it to gesture humbleness.
It’s my spine that arch forward baseless
When the middle mediastinum does crank.

Days I remember I walked in vain
Behind the KNOS register to be enrolled,
For the broken heart to be condoled,
By a miracle for its functions to regain.

Now that I grow my beard,
Not again to immerse my soul in tear;
It’s now I learn million things are there
As a beard worthy to be cheered.

The year ahead is waiting for me,
And I’ll endure the hardships it’ll bring.
But the darkest days of it’s yet to ding
An asystole for my heart that would be!

It’s I who teach to train passion
That the reason concords with it.
Still, no reason finds way for mine to fit
As my emotions were not in faction.

Jesus the Christ, the incarnate,
Upon whom I believe by faith,
Help me win from this year’s wraith,
Before the next year it incarcerate.

By Thy blood I am redeemed.
Now that I bow down to beg,
Pour Thy grace for I won’t renege.
Thus, in heaven I may be esteemed.

Forgive O Lord, my God,
This year I walked into troubles,
Chosen the forbidden battles,
In the twilight of my bad mood.

Forgive, dear brothers and sisters
While I went busy creating humour
Too self-deprecating; I could armour
Neither ‘you’ nor the crooked ‘twisters’.

I promise it’s fiction that I adhere,
Not my confessions it contain,
As before I happened to entertain
This is the last one of the year here.

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