The new year we celebrated with such pomp and show,
For some, it was a survival game on the go.
Bomb blasts, their fireworks in the sky painted red,
Echoes of joy here while elsewhere they fled.
In our world, laughter echoed in the air,
Their world, a heavy silence of despair.
As we danced through the night, they huddled in fright,
Hoping the dawn would bring peace, not another fight.
Our new year started with hope and passion,
There, it unfolded in a ruthless fashion.
Where we saw promise, they faced endless sorrow,
A future uncertain, no light for tomorrow.
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Comments (10)
This poem is so reflective of so much that is currently going on. Its sadness reverberates with each word. Such a well written and delicately haunting poem.
Incisive poem… so many people in the world have very tough times.😢
Excellent poem that speaks to the sadness of the world today.
2025 is going to be a challenging year for many - probably more than we realize. Your poem is well written with a good sense of despair, yearning, and hope. Outstanding work. I have subscribed to you.
This is such a universal story, yet it hones in on specific troubles in the world. That's a very hard mood to convey. You've done it expertly.
happy times for some always sit alongside the sadness of others. Well done!
Wow this is so powerful
Amazing 🏆♦️
Our new year started with hope and passion. Great job!
This is the other side of the coin; you have portrayed despair, struggle, and sorrow very vividly. Excellent! ✨