Never has a day been celebrated like this,
The birth of a new day,
The expectations of a new hope,
The world roars in joy,
The applause shakes its pillars.




The new year comes with new dreams,
The ladder is set and all seek to climb,
Resolutions are made,
The heart of men is beating
Like a drum by eager hands of a drunk.




The mystic mist is in the air,
The season's bug is flying about,
Enticing followers to the temple's abode,
Goals are set,
Goals will be broken.
The race has begun,
The weak will fall off the race.





This is a battle of warriors,
With resolution craved on the rock,
Passion fuels by determination,
Courage subdued the fear of uncertainty,
Setting a stage for heros to dine.




The sweetness of the honeycomb dares my spirit,
The vigour of the swarming bees scares my soul,
But for the taste of honey,
The warrior must Forge forward,
Defiling the stings of the bees,
And claiming the prize.




The intensity of focus breaks barriers,
Men have conquered the sea,
Men have broken the wind,
Men have dominated the land,
You will conquer your goals
If your focus can burn your fears.




2016 will begin with a new song,
You will behold the glory of your visions,
Passion and determination will oil your engine,
The joys of conquering will burn in your heart,
2016 will end with your prize in your palms.
Poem written by... Chioma Miriam Ngaikedi

This is a very beautiful poem, ngaz. You just made me see these resolutions in a completely different way.

'You will conquer your goals
If your focus can burn your fears'.

These lines are a beautiful quote.

This looks like the most beautiful stanza from your poem. You missed a word in the fourth line, though.

The sweetness of the honeycomb dares my spirit,
The vigour of the swarming bees scares my soul,
But for the taste of honey,
The must Forge forward,
Defiling the stings of the bees,
And claiming the prize.
The intensity of focus breaks barriers

Thanks for sharing this, ngaz.

llaykorn:
This is a very beautiful poem, ngaz. You just made me see these resolutions in a completely different way.

'You will conquer your goals
If your focus can burn your fears'.

These lines are a beautiful quote.

This looks like the most beautiful stanza from your poem. You missed a word in the fourth line, though.

The sweetness of the honeycomb dares my spirit,
The vigour of the swarming bees scares my soul,
But for the taste of honey,
The must Forge forward,
Defiling the stings of the bees,
And claiming the prize.
The intensity of focus breaks barriers

Thanks for sharing this, ngaz.

thanks dear for the comment, this is the first comment on my poem outside the usual applause of my family. Wink. Thanks, really.