Story of a Kiss

Its a bliss,
When we kiss.
Your lips that couple with mine,
Hands clasped together.

Then; your fingers,
brush against my cheek.
Your hands,
Wrapped around my waist.

Mine,
playful with your hair.

Its just a kiss,
Which now I miss.

A Happy New year

At Midnight struck the clock,
Dawned a new day, a new year was born.
With hopes and dreams of millions attached,
the fireworks lit up the empty sky patch.

Songs, screams and squeals of joy,
be old or child; no one is coy.
Its the start of the year everyone celebrates,
hoping to forget the past and start a new day.

Wishes and hugs, merry making and laughter;
The silent world is filled with sounds here after.
Soon the sun shall rise, shinning bright on the new day.
reminding one and all its a new start to make.

We take a moment to look at the past,
to think about the year that passed.
And then we drift to the year that arrives,
bringing with it a future we hope to survive.