S.zaynub Kamoonpuri

Thoughts On Turning 30

They might wish me 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY'
or even 'many happy returns of the day'.
My folks send me gifts and greeting
congratulating me
on a life that's fleeting?
Yeah, so I happen to be pessimistic on this
One who sees the hour-glass of life half empty
rather than half full.
For I vision each birthday
as a step closer to old age
A step closer to dreaded death
It's hard to look forward to going gaga or decrepit
when smooth skin would become crumpled, wrinkled
The age of doddering limbs half in the grave
Thus each birthday to me
is a step closer to the end of a lifetime
A step closer to the unwanted guest - senility
That reverting to child-like debility
The dwindling of all agility
So I'd rather not celebrate
the nearing of the time when
we'd play back 'em' flash-backs
and in the mind re-live our life tracks
when everything would trickle down to mere memories
with ample time to linger upon life's souvenirs

So a birthday is a step forward
but towards thy graveyard
The road might be longer
or unfortunately
end abruptly
in a short cut
to heaven or to hell
bard or no bard!

Submitted: Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, October 10, 2012

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  • Gold Star - 12,005 Points Rajnish Manga (1/19/2015 11:24:00 AM)

    What an irony? A moment of celebration can also turn out to be a moment of sadness or a moment of battered state of mind. The following lines are more than sufficient to explain: Thus each birthday to me / is a step closer to the end of a lifetime. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 276 Points Naida Nepascua Supnet (9/7/2014 7:11:00 AM)

    yes i thought of that too..when counting years would make me see half empty hour-glass...and had not been satisfied with what i have become, then...i really should be worried.
    I like you poem..it is a reflection of one's life on birthdays. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 101 Points Graham Thompson (5/24/2013 5:48:00 AM)

    Don't worry Z. - if 30 is difficult 40 is much worse - you finally have to say farewell my youth. But strangely enough from 50 it just gets better. And in the 60s (as I am) joy and sadness, age and youth, stupidity and wisdom become one. And love is sweeter than ever it was in all those youthful confusions.
    A message from an almost senile friend! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 701 Points Shahzia Batool (5/5/2013 11:34:00 PM)

    a natural thought which comes to everyone especially to those as well who keep the positive thinking...as a poem it bears many beautiful lines! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Colin Bradley (3/19/2013 2:47:00 AM)

    A sad thought of life Zaynub you'll get more beautifull with each birthday like wine your beauty will shine with age (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Colin Bradley (3/19/2013 2:46:00 AM)

    A sad thought of life Zaynub you'll get more beautifull with each birthday like wine your beauty will shine with age (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 312 Points Ruth Walters (1/23/2013 5:28:00 PM)

    I think we all go through a 'faze' when death seems to be beckoning at every step, birthdays, perhaps especially. I remember going through it and also my sons going through it but then one day you realise that the thought no longer preoccupies you and you walk a lighter path. Of course it's always somewhere in the back of our minds but if we let it overcome us then we don't really live and life must be lived. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Aimanu Begum (12/30/2012 1:50:00 PM)

    Negativity resulting from morbid but realistic thought though generally not many people will view birthdays as such.Fine expression. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Waseem A Malla (12/22/2012 1:21:00 AM)

    thats what each birthday is about... A year closer to death.. Or every breath is a breath closer to death.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 4 Points Darkangel Flyfree (12/17/2012 4:05:00 PM)

    Cool write! I just turned 30 and still wishing I was back in my 20's! Lol (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Lasoaphia Quxazs (12/9/2012 12:54:00 PM)

    Old age? Tell me. However, you did not read many of my messages. You should be proud that at 30 you are still well and alive (many is not) , anyway we MUST love ourselves, because if we do not, the body will really suffer. I thought about this too when I was younger, but now I see, that only those dies who cannot learn anymore, wrinkles, yes, nobody can stop that, but as you grow older you grow wiser and stronger in the faith (if you choose that) . Anyway we Must find peace within our soul, because nobody can give us happiness no matter how old we are. We can choose life or be destroyed. Which one do you choose? (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,187 Points Walterrean Salley (11/24/2012 2:22:00 AM)

    Hi Zaynub,
    I find this to be an interesting read. Just remember that life comes in stages. And if you can learn to be true to each stage -old age, then, would take care of itself. Cheers! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 2 Points Red O'mara (11/17/2012 7:35:00 AM)

    Nice poem but only 30? Wouldn't worry too much about death. See you there. But as i said, nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,881 Points * Sunprincess * (11/14/2012 12:15:00 AM)

    actually this is just our temporary home..some people say
    we are here to pass a test..not sure if this is true..please
    just enjoy each and every day..this is the best we can
    hope for..your friend sunprincess (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,229 Points Thomas A Robinson (11/8/2012 6:48:00 AM)

    Death is just a state of mind. It doesn't exist. Life on the other hand exists all around you, simple enjoy it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 228 Points John Shea (11/6/2012 8:43:00 PM)

    S. i turned thirty twice.. it can be nice so smile and take it on the chin...then grin....and live, love and enjoy all the spice life has to offer. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 70 Points Jahan Zeb (10/30/2012 2:56:00 AM)

    Life is a gift. If you think about it it will not let you think about anything. A very good write. Look at things around you. You have been given a new year that will bring you so many things. Time to get close to Allah worship Him and be able to find place in Jannah. There you will have no worries.
    Liked your poem, (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 701 Points Shahzia Batool (10/30/2012 12:16:00 AM)

    though it's an exaggeration on negative lines but the poem is based on a realistic thought-strain...and good... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,124 Points Kevin Patrick (10/25/2012 9:49:00 PM)

    A bang on write! the message is close to home for me, I have the same reservations to birthdays as you, but not so eloquently put together, although I will say your views are more pessimistic than mine would ever be, just try to see it as another day and not a countdown to the grave. A marvelous write! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Eman Obied (10/24/2012 3:03:00 AM)

    Beautifully written.mixture of joy n tears.exactly how I feel bout my 20th birthday today (Report) Reply

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