Happy Birthday

My luminous shutters displays the way 							    
of the sunshine and the moonlight everyday							But, now it is covering with black and grey				                             
I don’t know what’s going on in my home							 
that I hear voices muttering as breeze								feels the taste of soberly tears 									  
My heart beat dumping hundreds times							While I’m stepping to down everybody								staring on me, as an assassin killed their president						No laugh, No word										        
Only the rays of the reflections coming through						Flowers in the vases have closed their petals for a deep sleep				I only see a white wrapped thing on our ebony couch					“What is it?”											          
No one answers me but glancing at me							     
I opened my eyes suddenly and I see still they glancing 					at me with smiley faces and a birthday cake 							And starting to wish, “Happy Birthday!”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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