Happy Birthday

I wish I could tell you that On the eve you are born; The needles are just everywhere, And they would prick you hard. I see you are fading, Looming motionless in a pool, Parting water And hacking your way through 'watery desert'. I see your tears beaming like beadles -- Droplets of which, soaked in bloody love. You care just a fig at times, Give a damn to what people call -- institution; Anxious at times, fearing of 'ground lost', in home and abroad. Who then, instilled a germ into the seedbed And you nourish it in perfect serenity? You will feed it and let it grow, Because, the pigmy cells come with a burst of life. This is how you were born sometime, Giving your ship a direction; I wish I could see that joy in your parents' face. Yet in every cyclic year, you come round and round To remember that Day; And afterward, in the timeline, you do stay; And I wish, I could tell you HAPPY BIRTHDAY