Social Birthday Poems

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Details | Tanka |
LOVE God is always love Forever seek the kingdom; Praise the creator Keep giving what you can give Please endure until the end ANGELS Beautiful Heavens Protecting the meek ones earth Watching over us Helping us to cope with life Comforted with hope and trust MUSIC When you find rhythm You find your hearts inner core Celebrate the times Make them better than before Reminisce and dance all night

Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |
I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

Details | Haiku |
every birthday
is as splendid as the soul
of its celebrant

Copyright © Cathy Ncube | Year Posted 2011

Details | ABC |
I’m thankful for slaves who never could understand, “Why do I work for people and get less than the bare minimum wage?”
Why do I go through the pain and suffering if there’s no gain for my family or me? My greats never were a boss and rarely knew who their family was so why live this life if it wasn’t free to be?
My roots nurtured the seeds who helped create opportunities; if we as the people could see how they lived maybe we would be stronger minded people rather than living like we have no sense
We are a culture that is talented in so many ways but we want to be the target of a negative headline news story. 
We already seen shackles on our feet, slavery, segregation, and racism against our peace, so why do we still act as if we can’t change the way people perceive us to be
We are not going to blame it on our past because they gave us freedom to see so why can’t we exploit this and live the true meaning of the land of the free
Disregard the negative news and set yourself apart change the way you act so others can see a fresh start
If we started from the bottom now where here isn’t that living proof we can do anything besides spend money on material things but invest in the future or non-profits to help others to build something and have a heart
We can’t just stay a struggle we have to be humble take over the government and make change not think we high class and go to jail for spending money or getting caught up for the wrong things
 Set a strong example for these homeless, gangs, prostitutes, and dealers because they are suffering and have only 2 choices that put us on the news headline story in jail or death coming soon
 As we lift up those who make a change on the streets or on Capitol Hill we are happy these people are creating an Underground Railroad to victory without suffering and hopefully this stand is coming to all my people to
 We got to take charge in numbers instead of sit back all for nothing
 If you better yourself from how others use to see you maybe you can see the roots that can help make the change for you as others grow in this thing called a root lifting cycle. Respect the roots.

Copyright © Brandon Browne | Year Posted 2014

Details | Sonnet |
It’s a great day to shake and bake
Dance, sing, and eat all of your cake
It’s time to wear your dinner gown
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

Upon reaching the Big Six O
Spread and stretch on your patio
Wear your fancy dress into town
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

As you puff out the nice candles
Hold tight onto your chair handles
Smile today and let your hair down
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

It’s a great day to shake and bake
Happy Birthday Dear Carol Brown

© Joseph, 4/9/08
© All Rights Reserved

Comments:  Dedicated to my poet laureate friend Carol Brown.  The Kyrielle 
Sonnet has 14 lines (three rhyming quatrain stanzas and a non-rhyming 
couplet). It has a repeating line or phrase as a refrain in the last line of each 
stanza.  Each line within the sonnet has eight syllables. The French use the first 
and last line of the first quatrain as the ending couplet. This reinforces the refrain 
within the poem. The rhyming scheme for a Kyrielle Sonnet normally is: AabB, 
ccbB, ddbB, AB -or- AbaB, cbcB, dbdB, AB.

Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2008

Details | I do not know? |
Happy Birthday Marie, 100,
splashed across the evening news.
Replete with colour photograph,
seen wearing another girls shoes.

Happy Birthday Marie, not knowing.
In meltdown, fused in your chair.
Your family, they loved the Queen's telegram,
and look there's the Deputy Mayor!

Happy Birthday Marie, not hearing.
The paper describes you past tense.
Dream of the cat that sits on your lap,
as none of this makes any sense.

Happy Birthday Marie, dementia.
Alone, with your family round,
long suffering daughter bears crucifixed grin,
she's aware you are already drowned.

Copyright © Gavin Lockey | Year Posted 2007

Details | Dizain |
A girlfriend took me to a nudist camp,
And, wrapped up in my overcoat, I sighed;
The sky was grey, the site was chilled and damp;
In shock, I shuddered as I coldly eyed
The frozen naked forms - and tried to hide.
I kept my socks on, shivered with the cold;
My shaking shrunken form was feeling old. 
I fetched my sweater, grabbed my trousers too -
And wondered that those bodies were so bold;
But warm, I watched them turning shades of blue. 

Just fiction – but I always wonder if nudists wear a sweater on cold days…
For Cyndi’s Birthday Suit contest

Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |
I am the result of the wrong time
conceived in a moment of passion
two wine soaked minds
upon a fertile field
each combined

In early morn
each to their own way
unknown to either
when their passion died
new life arrived

Too soon discovered
both agreed
it was a mistake
easily fixed
neither could wait

I will never know my father
or loving arms
to hold me near
I have been given a death sentence
with no appeal 
or prospect of a stay

I will be aborted
and flushed away
soon to be forgotten
no one to care
no one to wish me
Happy Birthday

Copyright © Mac McGovern | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
The years have trickled by

We are getting older, we give a sigh

We realize the friends we have found

Towards old age we all are bound

We treasure the memories we made today

Who knows what tomorrow brings, come what may

We became friends right from the very start

Forever, you will remain in my heart

We have seen years or laughter, and some tears

The joys of life, and moments of fear

As the years have trickled by

We sit and reflect and give a sigh

We are happy to wish you the best

From this birthday ,my friend, to the very last.

Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |
The immortal masterpiece

Designed in absolute bliss.

''The stream of love

Murmur into soft music.''


When at the end of the day

The weight of the coffins fell where I lay

Thy mercy brought me to thy door-

My fevered forehead was caressed


By thy affectionate touch.

And my arid heart

Calmed by thy honeyed words.

Those memories are wafted today


On thy birthday.

Empty is my hand

To repay you enormously today

I have only these verses and good wishes

To sing in delightful tunes and sweet kisses.


This is my humble offering

I have no other precious thing

I bow down to you Mother

Again and again at your feet.

Copyright © Gargi Saha | Year Posted 2011

Details | Bio |
                 "HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY Costanza De"

with the most
let me say
i lift up my glass with a
just as 
as to say to you
I hope you have a
that only a
like you can do 
happy happy birthday
to a most CHIVALROUS  
and Fabulously DRESSED 
 ?Costanza De ? YOU 

by:verlecia fields 
aka: lyricvixen

Copyright © verlecia fields | Year Posted 2017

Details | Acrostic |
M-eet every social situation, 
A-nd cope with wild weather; 
E-ach problem has a solution, any question has an answer. 

T-o meet every social situation 
R-equires quiet composure; 
A-n echo of firm focus 
N-ever brings much pressure. 
S-eptember fifth Tuesday, 
O-bliterate the confusion; 
N-o more time for disorder, 
A-s you meet every social situation.

Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2017