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JYOTI ARORA

Abstract

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JYOTI ARORA

Abstract

The forgotten moment of the year

The forgotten moment of the year

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In the calendar’s march, a fleeting space,

A moment that time seems to erase.

No banner waves, no bells resound,

A pause so quiet it slips unbound.


Between the fireworks and winter’s chill,

It waits in silence, calm and still.

The year’s great weight begins to wane,

Yet whispers softly, “I still remain.”


Not marked by joy, nor wrapped in dread,

It lives between what’s done and ahead.

A breath of stillness, a fading glow,

The world holds on, then lets it go.


Forgotten moment, yet so profound,

A fleeting chance to hear no sound.

To gaze within, to feel the near,

The quiet heart of the passing year.


Though lost to most, you softly stand,

A fleeting gift, unclaimed, unplanned.

The year moves on, yet you are here,

The quiet thread of time we revere.


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