Goodbye 2024!🫠

Will humans ever feel grateful for feeling loved,atleast once?

They will find another, even though they are in one;

So what is the purpose of having when it's long lost,

Begin with that, will they doubt their trust?

Because blood doesn't know its color but still

Believe it is red and bleeds when it is harmed,

Knowing someone will stitch and stop, that is where love starts;

But if the stitches are already torn how will it explain the blood,

That it is unable to help, as the stitch needs stitches;

That is the worst case, waiting for the unstitchable stitches,

Now the blood drained, and the flooded floors looked like rain;

To be born as human is what blood thought while dying;

But to be frank, even humans are helpless in this hectic house;

Don't know who needs help, who suffers, who acts, who lies;

Every blood is really red, while All the humans are mud heads;

Let's close this 2024 with the same confusion but clear thoughts;

Believe all the glitters are gold and choose shiny fine silvers;

Lots of unbearable became bearable, as we bear the unbearable; 

Let's work hard in the proceeding year, meet new people, and brand new drama;

Have fun in all situations, as the wind flows and the minute goes;

Write a note to yourself and never follow that, write for satisfaction;

Motivate you and find the better version of you, as no one wants you

To be better, only you want you, so take care of the beautiful you.

Let's buy all the skincare you are saving in the cart, oh my heart;

Watch 16 hours of series rather than 2 hours of a movie;

Let's start the new year with lots and lots of Prayers,

Hope everyone and everything should be fine and safe;

I am demanding god to take good care of everyone, Thank you.

Dear 2024, You did a Good Run, Let's run even faster with stamina. 

There will be a changeover, that game is over for all your worries.

If I have hurt someone, Then my deep apologies, I did it knowing;

If I loved Someone, I'm extremely Sorry! I did it Unknowing, my bad.

I'm grateful for the people who helped me laugh, cry, and feel love,

That's how I lived this year, Sorry, thank you, It's ok with the world,

From The Writer to the Letters That Made Me What Love Will Be.