New Year's Gift

Yes, I have seen every year brings gifts
like Santa Claus on every Christmas Eve.

Last year brought misery and the betrayal.
I'm afraid of what this year will bring:

melody the best medicine on this planet -
ever found out for every other heart

or melancholy the Elizabethan malady
fucking said to course through my veins.

Poetry by Sofiul Azam
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Written on 2006-01-03 at 13:30

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Celtic boy
I understand the message in this an hope this year brings you better times.
I think using the swear word spoiled this poem a little. Apart from that, it is a very good read.