And then that was all…

I fell asleep an hour before, before it was to be

the swift change of the calendar, across diaries,

and on the walls, in the ledgers, on computers,

but most potently into the eyes of the eager ones,

looking into the face of the clock, holding breath,

counting backwards, with the whoosh of fireworks,

as if the world is going to tilt, by the tremor of voices,

reverberating, in the coagulating atoms of midnight,

a new chance, new opportunity calls to the hearts,

of the ones needing something to hold onto,

I among one of them, drenched in guilty desires,

and thus I woke up, a minute prior to the wretched

overlapping of three different sticks, signifying time,

and looked sleepily at the television screen, a circle

counting down to zero on a media channel,

and then that was all… after mouthing the words,

that one say at such moments, I resumed back to

lying down, into the sonorous arms of sleep


I wish you all a very Happy, Hearty, Prosperous and Peaceful New Year.

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19 thoughts on “And then that was all…

  1. A poem about New Year’s Eve and the countdown– in stream-of-consciousness (almost) style? Don’t think I’ve seen that before… nice!

    (Seriously, all the poems about New Year’s that I can think of are in boring rhyme and meter.)


  2. the wretched
    overlapping of three different sticks…. haha… i like that… such a fuzz and it’s over so quickly, eh… the arms of sleep are a good place to fall into…smiles… happy new year to you anmol…


  3. Like Christmas Dayu – it’s all over before we know it. Don;t feel too bad – we watched TV this year (movies) 12pm came – I turned to Mr. S – Happy New Year hun, quick kiss, tired..yes..bed..yes snore. πŸ™‚ Happy New Year once again – may you find what you are looking for this year..perhaps hit the books? πŸ˜‰


  4. ha. to get back to sleep would not be a bad thing….smiles…any day we want could be a new year….all when we are ready to turn the leaf….or not…you know….happy new year regardless…smiles.


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