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The poem is dedicated to my Mom..My bestest buddy ever..
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi
Mom - You are my harmonious World!!!!
MOM you are a beautiful angel who always had an great heart of making my problems simpler..just cant compare you with anyone in this world..You have been moonlighting in my life since many years..you are my shadow,you are my strength,you are great friend of my mine..thanks for being the bestest mom ever in my life..you struggled so hard for curving my career,u painted ma life with colourful rainbows,thanks for ur patience when I get panicked,you knw how to handle me..My life will be incomplete without you..I can't spend a single day without having thought abt you..you always shower with an unconditional love..you are the mesmerised persona..who lime lighted my life..my world..Wish you a very happy birthday and happy mother's day too..Love you mummy..
by:
Madhavi
They say, beware of a woman’s scorn.
But I don’t have to wait for revenge for long.
Karma will attack,
If I were you, I watch my back.
You live very comfortably,
While I have to raise alone our kids.
Have a great life as an absent farther.
Don’t even bother,
To wish your son happy birthday.
Too busy playing the dutiful husband,
To your 20 year younger wife.
They say, what goes around comes around.
Soon you will found,
Yourself old and grey.
Alone on your dying bed you will lay.
They say, what goes up must come down.
You thinking, you are standing tall?
Want me to feel small.
Stole my house and even the fridge.
What a leech.
But as the hands of time is ticking on,
So will your time end for all your wrongs.
They say, you can’t build your happiness on someone else pain.
That is exactly what both of you done.
But remember on the long run,
You two will get what you deserved,
The wheel will reverse.
They say, you must forgive and forget.
But I only forgive those who deserves my respect.
For you, I don’t have any,
Not for the pain and hurt you caused.
And still have no remorse.
They say, time heals everything,
And Amen to it.
I say, good riddance of bad rubbish.
Yea, I Admit Being A Little Uptight...
Yet,...this baby boomer surrenders
since many an elapsed yesternight
to inevitable (albeit gradual)
cosmic fusion with universal spright
notched calendrical anniversary, mine
nondescript birth doth invite
quiet acknowledgement between
January twelfth and fourteenth 2019
lengthening shadows of twilight
years ordain nothing more slight,
than mine chronological meter,
which will tabulate LX orbitz
completed round the sun, a sight
hardly worth promulgating,
cuz I haint nothin but right
smack dab in the average
range as applies to quite,
a vast (perhaps a bajillion)
fellow Earthlings, somewhat polite
chap minding requisite p's
and q's (i.e. prime quality),
nonetheless being cordial, insight
full, how all knowing Universal
studios theatrical playwright
offers no exemption against
facing rigor mortis plight,
and if necessary
shines blinding searchlight,
hence the ultimate countdown
deliverance into eternal night,
or perchance afterlife might...
awash with marshmallow
clouds plus tangerine
skies, amidst kaleidoscopic flying kite
inescapable, yet...I oft wonder
if one can prepare
being hermetically sealed airtight
or if cremation chosen option
retain even a minuscule slight
speck, asper any conscious recall
kept alive by family and friends,
who sorrowfully bite
lower lip reminiscing
close curtain calls bloody fight,
sans that brawling night
in Casablanca, or nearly
(Al) most (Gore)d at bullfight.
If you ask me how old, I will not lie
each year I walked it with my head held high
living is for the brave and so I walk with strength
climbing the ladder of life regardless of the length
I was blessed to have a family that loves me, so I'm good
no matter what happens in life I know I've been understood;
My heart has always been at the seat of my soul
and loving others is my only goal;
If you ask me how many candles are on my cake
there are so many my breath needs to do an intake
Happy Birthday to me , dear God,
I wish to get it right before the last crow, has cawed.
Oh countless oaths are given to true love
Still few can so survive life's passing tests
And rarer yet are souls bound from above
The fires of heaven lasting in their breasts
A blessing to have witnessed such a bond
The loving ones who gave to me my breath
None others have I known that are as fond
Of honoring commitment through to death
In seven decades now they have embraced
Each other midst a weaving of their dreams
United thru the bad and good they've faced
Each challenge as the truest of such teams
Of all life's blessings I have known and had
None other e'er will equal ... Mom and Dad.
From the beginning of a new year right to the very end of it, there's something that brings people together in ways that makes our world all that much better. Something that's been going on ever since the beginning of celebration. Whether it be a cause for life, birth, death, holiday or anything that brings groups of people together to share smiles, laughs, and joy. Birthday's- give us parties with family and friends, an event where everyone sings together and shares a celebratory cake as they all watch the new year olds close their eyes and blow out candles wishing for that hopeful wish to come true. Everyone smiles and claps as the last candle has been blown out. Mutual feelings of love are shared with everyone from the youngest child to the oldest grandparent. Even strangers, if out somewhere, will join in and sing the celebratory song-"Happy Birthday To You" Birth- From the moment the newborn comes out of the womb to the first smack on his/her tiny little rear-ends (butts or ghoulies as my mother would call it). Smiles and happiness are an instant welcome from the over-joyed parents, family, doctors and nurses. "Welcome To The World Little Ones" Death- Even at times of sadness we celebrate the life and death of a loved one as it brings loved ones together to share happy memories of those they have lost. And then there are- Holidays- These are my favorite times of the year, times when people all over the globe collaborate in mass celebrations by singing, dancing, decorating and showing and sharing their love and kindness to most everyone they come in contact with or talk to on that special occasion. Celebration- without celebration our world would be tasteless and boring and unfortunately there would be a whole heck of a lot less smiles going around. Smiles- it's what the world needs now, tomorrow, and till the end of our time here on earth. "Smile On"
Whatever the month or time of the year it is, it is these occasions that bring joy to my soul and love to my heart.
in celebration
we share love and happiness
special occasions
Time is too old
Space, the great emptiness, nothingness- too old all are
Amorphous, Shapeshifting, decaying to vanishing
This world, the solar system, the universe, galaxies- one to another
All are too old
This I, an existence from two biological consuming body
To this oldness, this subsistence comes to enjoy all
The moment of the rising sun greets with a pink face
rosy lips of the eastern sky say- Happy Birthday
the white page of the earthly book writes
-a song of coming life with an elegant verse;
solemn and depth feelings;
the surrounding of the home dances
rapturous, delightful everywhere
with the sweetened tongue to say together- Happy Birthday
all, all in the new style though in old from the form of time
10.08.2020 Chattogram
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-six.
Your death has proved that a broken heart isn't easy to fix.
On the day of your death, I knew that I would loathe the year 2013.
Your surname was Johnson but your maiden name was Greene.
You were born over six and a half decades ago in 1948.
Your demise would be something that we would all hate.
Many people prayed for you to recover but it did no good.
Why you died so young is a mystery that can't be understood.
Nobody wanted you to leave, we all wanted you to survive.
My life would have been so much better if you were still alive.
I love you more than anybody I've ever known.
Happy Birthday Mom, it's comforting to know that Heaven is your new home.
[Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.]
Sunsets putting stars to shame
As I pray to the you in the Lord’s name.
I would have written you a letter or mailed you a card
But finding heavens address was a bit too hard.
There’s no golden mailbox for this special envelope
So that He will translate this message to you,
I can only forever hope.
It’s April 18th, your special day
But there’s just one thing in the way…
So tonight I’ll pray to you under the sun
About how you left just as your life had begun
I miss you so much more than I thought I ever would,
And as I go more days without you
I miss you more than I thought I ever could.
I just wanted one more birthday with you
But I guess this year a prayer will have to do.
I’ll wish you happy birthday through this special spoken note,
That I felt your presence as I tearfully wrote.
“Happy Birthday, Easton, don’t party too hard in heaven,”
although I know you’ll be forever eleven.
Happy Birthday, it comes each May. Tonight I will dream, of a beautiful cake with ice cream. I hope there will be many gifts each with a card, maybe enough to fill my backyard.
Date Written: 4/7/2020
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