NaPoWriMo Poem #5: The Dawn of a New Year


It is the dawn of a new year and the sun has yet to rise
But over the horison you can now see the sun’s deceiving disguise
The sky is catching the colours like a huge spherical prism
Painting the glorious display above, filling me with optimism

I see others just like me heading out towards the East
For a moment we forget our arguments and all quarrels cease
Crawling out from little cradles, hobbling down with canes,
From every corners of the globe, we rush out to the plain.

I clean my brush off the past year’s paint now all caked and dry
And with me I bring a new can of colours for me to fill the sky
I run the clouds with streaks of hope that speaks of my quest
And pray that the sky of dusk would shine the hues of my success

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Note: This poem is inspired by my journal entry ‘The Dawn of 2011’ where I wrote:

The sun is well below the horizon but it’s rays succeeded in painting the sky with superb colours. It is the time when you paint the sky with your wishes and resolutions and vow to reach your goal. It is the dawn of 2011.

You pick up your worn, old brush that you had been using every year and a new can of paint out to the field. You step on your tiptoes and brush your streak of paint, praising Allah’s name and beg Him to help you be one of the lucky ones; they who would come back before nightfall, painting again with dazzling colours of success into the dusk sky.

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