Birthday... I Turn Sixty Six Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Birthday... I Turn Sixty Six
I shall silently enter sixty six
Life had tried enough for me to fix
Yes time flowed like river water
Something to seek and something to run after
What is there to celebrate?
What more is there to relate?
Except something stored in mind
Open its cap for people to find
Morning bell may ring
Birds may rise and sing
As usual with sweet voice
Not With so much fun and noise
Sun has not changed so far
Despite being miles away among stars
What could we do in our real life?
Except fearing about razor sharp knife
I know what I did in the past
There after life moved very fast
There was enough time to change and adjust
Develop love within and accord trust
I am normal man with no special liking
Some of the ideas enter and gently striking
I tune them finely and turn into verses
Some laugh with it and some really shed tears
I shall remain happy and ever smiling
Letters may pour in quantity and pilings
How shall I repay all those sentiments?
I may sincerely thank and enjoy the moment
I find myself as special animal
Might have synchronized with late arrival
Yet it was proved to be fruitful
To find among friends as very much successful
Birthdays may come and go
People must learn to live with and flow
This is opportunity given by powerful almighty
Let us resolve to make everybody happy
venkataram By sixty six your goodself have achieved great hights and concurred the hearts of all of us. You worth living and we wish that leat your pen filled with activeness for ever and a long healthy life 45 minutes ago - Delete
z rak Happy Birthday 66, my friend! And that God give you many more years. 29 minutes ago - Delete
nimal dunuhinga Many happy returns of the day and let smile together untill the hardest breath crawls!
He who listens the music But does not dance in his heart is deaf He who sees the light But does not dance in the sun is blind He who teaches But does not dance in the class is a tot He who receives the pleasure of heart But does not dance is not a Farhad He who soars on the wings of poesy But does not dance is a fluttering bird He who sees the Eternal Light But does not dance has not discovered Truth O my friend, when the intellect dies, Then the soul flies to live in the house of Lord Where everything moves in perfect love; Everything dances in perfect harmony.
Latha Neivelly bouquet of roses sir many more happy returns of d day as u r mush oldr than me u bless me n my family and accept our wishes on this wonderful day though its a belated wish it comes frm our heart
Happy Birthday to you, dear friend! Have a nice time in poetry with all poet friends! DeleteDorothy A. Holmes apwlts2 Yes, birthdays come and go, as do winter winds, and snow. Summer days, fall and spring, Christmas bells that ring...But I just want you to know my good wishes for your birthday are forever more! Your verse is lovely! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing
Dorothy A. Holmes apwlts2 Yes, birthdays come and go, as do winter winds, and snow. Summer days, fall and spring, Christmas bells that ring...But I just want you to know my good wishes for your birthday are forever more! Your verse is lovely! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing
heather wilkins Happy Birthday Jadia. May you have many more.
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I shall silently enter sixty six Life had tried enough for me to fix