A Cake's Death At A B'Day Party! Poem by NEETHA SASIDHARAN
A Cake's Death At A B'Day Party!
No sooner than I was born
Iam sent to a slaughterhouse.
Oh! I can see death's horns
somewhere in a B'day house.
From what I hear
I gather that it is a He.
I did had a scare
when I went through that name.
Oh! They have arrived
- Iam on my way to death.
The kids seem to be enlightened
to see me and are licking their teeth.
Lights off! ! There comes the guy,
gives me a hungry grin,
takes the weapon (sigh) ,
.......pierces me with a beam.
I can hear a deathsong,
I can feel flowers from heaven,
I can feel a soothing tongue licking my tears..
Thank God! I had a respectful death....
Thats wat u learnt in your bday? it seems. nice poem suhurde! keep it up
Oh well thought out idea. It's sure an irony.. A sweet death! ... Keep writing.
to be honest, i haven't read something like that before.dangerously delicious poem.dear cake RIP.and i too was perplexed like Minu Alex.the poem is something else if you overlook the title.
A novel way of looking at a birthday cake being cut! Only a born poet can look at it from that angle! !
lovely poem good imagination..................read your poems for the first time but loved them
Hi NEETHA SASIDHARAN, It is a nice poem and a good imagination. I like it.
..a poet's death is his life..goes the saying..out here the death of a cake has brought out the poet in you.. ..very creative..keep it up..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 8:17:25 AM # 1.0.0
this poem is a work of clever writer. you know, the title is charmer and nice. love it somuch.