Birthday - I - Poem by ramesh rai
Oh, my birthday
you come once in an year
makes me older for an year
you snatch my childhood
had you never come in life
I'd be playing
in the lap of my mom.
As you come gradually
you make me older and weak
you snatch my melody of life
lead me to an end of life
finally i reach the world of dead
when my death anniversary is celebrated
to observe a silence of the world.
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