YEAR 2023

In the hush of twilight's tender glow,
Where December whispers tales we know,
A year unfolds its pages, worn and wise,
2023, a tapestry of dreams and sighs.
Once, a newborn promise in January's cold embrace,
Hope sparkled bright, a celestial grace.
From resolutions penned in midnight's ink,
To the dance of time, we began to link.

February adorned in shades of love,
Hearts entwined, like stars above.
Cupid's arrow, a playful sprite,
Brought forth moments pure and bright.

March tiptoed in with a gentle breeze,
Nature's symphony, the rustling trees.
Blossoms bloomed, a fragrant spree,
Painting the canvas of our memory.

April rains washed away the tears,
A cleansing of sorrows, calming fears.
Showers of resilience, courage found,
As April's warmth touched the ground.

May unfolded, a vibrant parade,
Colors of achievement, dreams displayed.
In the garden of ambition, aspirations grew,
A testament to the strength we knew.

June's sunsets kissed the horizon low,
Reflecting on the seeds we sow.
Midsummer dreams, a kaleidoscope,
As time wove stories of resilience and hope.

July sang songs of freedom's call,
Echoes of unity, standing tall.
Independence not just in nation's pride,
But in the hearts where compassion resides.

August, a chapter of sun-kissed days,
A symphony of laughter in sunlit rays.
Friendships forged, memories etched,
A mosaic of joy, by moments fetched.

September whispered tales of change,
Leaves transforming, colors arrange.
In the tapestry of life, threads entwine,
Signaling a shift, a design divine.

October's moon, a harvest's glow,
Reflecting on the seeds we sow.
Harvesting lessons, reaping grace,
As we navigated life's complex maze.

November's breath, a chilly sigh,
A season of reflection as time drew nigh.
Gratitude woven in the fabric of days,
A chorus of thanks in myriad ways.

Now December stands at the threshold,
A threshold where stories are told.
In the waning light of this passing year,
We hold the moments we hold dear.

As the curtain falls on 2023's stage,
Let's carry forward the lessons sage.
For in the tapestry of time, we find,
Each year leaves its own design.

So, let's raise a glass to moments shared,
To victories, defeats, and how we fared.
In the heart's embrace, let memories linger,
A toast to the Nearly Passed Year's ethereal singer.

Imran Nazeer
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