Pressure of New Year’s Eve (A Poem)

New Year’s Eve
It’s hard to believe
Has finally creeped up on us

Time ran out
From last December
We failed to do what we promised.

But the day has come
We can write anew
About all the things
We ought to see and do

Lights flashing
Music blasting
Midnight kisses
Dreams and wishes

12 O’Clock, the moment haunts us.
It’s safe to say the pressure’s on us.