Happy New Year 2018 Poems

Happy New Year 2018 Poems

It is at this time, New Year Poems 2018 written specially to express your thoughts with an emotional touch and sensitive blow. If you are sending some nice gift to your parents, choose some nice lines as poems just to garnish the wrapper.

If it is your girlfriend, then nothing can be better than writing down your feelings on the gift in form of some romantic verses. For friends also, some nice lines can add to the fraternal feeling you wish to share. So go through the article below and see some of the best collections of well written lines which can be the best way to say you care about your dear ones! Read on to know more.

Happy New Year Poem By Ella Wheeler

“What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That’s not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that’s the burden of a year.”

– Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Happy New Year 2018 Poem By Rg Gregory

when the new year
came out of nowhere
and peeped into rooms
it was so flattered to find
all the tv’s drinking its health
praising its innocent appearance
it responded with its warm
dark smile and went round
filling people’s dry hearts
with joyover the coming weeks though
those same tv’s attacked it
criticising its puerile style
its sickly contemptible face
one year is the same as another
(they said) for the doom
time belabours us with
it took the year all
its length to discover
that the celebration
so welcoming its birth
just happened to be
where the beer was
-Rg Gregory

Best Happy New Year Poem by David Herbert

The great black night scooped out
And this fireglow.
This fireglow, the core,
And we the two ripe pips
That are held in store.
Listen, the darkness rings
As it circulates round our fire.
Take off your things.
Your shoulders, your bruised throat!
You breasts, your nakedness!
This fiery coat!
As the darkness flickers and dips,
As the firelight falls and leaps
From your feet to your lips!
– By David Herbert Lawrence

Ring Out, Wild Bells -  New Year Poem

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in navyress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
-      Alf navy, Lord Tennyson

New Year’s Morning – Happy New Year Poem

Only a night from old to new!
Only a night, and so much wrought!
The Old Year’s heart all weary grew,
But said: The New Year rest has brought.”
The Old Year’s hopes its heart laid down,
As in a grave; but trusting, said:
“The blossoms of the New Year’s crown
Bloom from the ashes of the dead.”
The Old Year’s heart was full of greed;
With selfishness it longed and ached,
And cried: “I have not half I need.
My thirst is bitter and unslaked.
But to the New Year’s generous hand
All gifts in plenty shall return;
True love it shall understand;
By all y failures it shall learn.
I have been reckless; it shall be
Quiet and calm and pure of life.
I was a slave; it shall go free,
And find sweet pace where I leave strife.”Only a night from old to new!
Never a night such changes brought.
The Old Year had its work to do;
No New Year miracles are wrought.Always a night from old to new!
Night and the healing balm of sleep!
Each morn is New Year’s morn come true,
Morn of a festival to keep.
All nights are sacred nights to make
Confession and resolve and prayer;
All days are sacred days to wake
New gladness in the sunny air.
Only a night from old to new;
Only a sleep from night to morn.
The new is but the old coem true;
Each sunrise sees a new year born.
-      Helen Hunt Jackson

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