TOMORROW
Pranob Kumar Majumder
Tomorrow I may win
Just thinking about it
Just pondering a bit
It thrills a new to begin
Yesterday I am sure to lose
Again pondering over feel sad
About memories heavy whose
Spill-over much yet sorrow-clad
It is simply we love coming of morrow
Even if yesternight was just sorrow
A new coming partly washes heavy old
Still a single moment of joy is hold.
Come, Come O New year
Though I am not a wise seer
I see what is not seen
I imagine what would have
been