The Year That Was.......

Look eyeful at me for the last time,
Look at me from head to heel,
Look at me and say ‘Goodbye’,
Let tumblers kiss with romantic feel;
I don’t have any baggage to pack,
I’ll go untied, unknotted and, free,
It’s time for the last leaf to fall from,
The twelve branched seasoned tree;
Time holds up the hacksaw,
Time holds both scythe and axe,
I appeared very strong to all,
But Time melts everything like wax;
I shall move out of sight tonight,
None of you shall see me again,
Criticize me as much as you want,
But don’t abuse me to utter pain;
Don’t look back pensively and say,
That I never gave you one good day,
Remember joys appear short-lived,
So with Time, tears too dry away;
I tried my best to divide each share,
May be a little more to someone,
Or to others, a little lesser than you,
Yet of everything, you too got ‘some’;
Don’t ignore those sleepless lots,
Who survived on wastes, remnants,
Stinky, stale, half bitten spit outs,
Unaware of old and new year events;
Those who didn’t get a thing,
Nor lost what they already possessed,
Should be content to have traveled,
Daily smoothly, from east to west;
If due to loss, someone was forlorn,
If due to agony someone was torn,
They too had their rejoices, maybe,
Parties, gifts or a cute newborn;
Each day I gave you a glorious day,
I added a year to your age,
Some fell in love, some dated,
Some got married, some got engage;
If streets witnessed last journeys,
That made their well-wishers cry,
The streets saw wild dances too,
As gaudy, bridal processions went by,
Write about me as you will:
A pain in the neck, a joy, or a grief,
I have to go; I am going, forgive me
For wrongs, turn over to a new leaf.