krishnakumar chandrasekar nair (1964 and doing pretty good.. / Thiruvalla, Kerala)
Happy Birthday? ?
Every so called happy birth day
Says death-day is closer to the door
And we must renew our pledge anyway
To live the rest a little intensely more
As candles increase in number
So will the diameter of the cake
Each year that passeth January to December
Bringeth us closer to that grave
So what is there to really celebrate?
When we know these are the rules of the game
And sunrises and sunsets wil lose colour
In old age everything will look just the same
When your eyes get fogged by cataract
And legs get creaky or lame
Remember, its time to really fast-track
All your prayers before the end game.............
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