2004's new year poem

There was one for 2005 as well... this year I missed writing one :(

For every poem I post... I expect one from atleast one of you too :)

You could grouse over misfortune,

Or thank your million lucky stars

You could dance to a merry tune,

Or think of time, that left scars!

You could remember the good time

That you spent with a great friend

Or recall to the nearest dime,

Funding a foe... you had to spend!

You could regret a fall over wet moss,

Or opportune a splash of rain,

You could dwell for long over your loss,

Or glorify a tiny spec of gain!

You could enjoy a sweet smelling rose,

Or rake a fuss about a spiky bush!

Hassle over din in the neighbour's house,

Or engage your senses in a silent hush!

Time brings all the same fair deal,

A pinch of salt, a sprinkle of sugar!

And as stories unfold, and moments reel,

What's life like, is for you to figure!

It's your voices amongst a few

That tell if your happy or sad,

It's your own choices, that make you,

That help you pick the joy you've had!

What a caterpillar calls the end,

The Master calls "a butterfly",

What you hope to see as a "happy new year",

Will show you glimpses of the year gone by!

The Man in the Mirror

Let me start on my friend Prem's birthday...w ith a poem I read in the recent times that I loved and that I think he'd love reading too...

Man in the Mirror

When you get what you want in your struggles for self

And the world makes you king for a day:

Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,

And see what that man has to say.

For it isn’t a man’s father, mother or wife

Whose judgement upon him must pass?

The fellow whose verdict counts most in his life,

Is the man staring back from the glass?

He’s the fellow to please: never mind all the rest,

For he’s with you clear up to the end:

And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test

If the man in the glass is your Friend.

You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,

And get pats on the back as you pass:

But your final reward will be heartache and tears

If you’ve cheated the Man in the Glass

-poet unknown