Birthday are days to celebrate.
Birthday are days to enjoy.
Birthday are days of spreading happiness.
Birthday are days of sharing.
In our life the most important day,
Should be the day when we are born,
Because of this day we are here,
Because of that moment of born, we are here.
Should I celebrate this day?
Because I am more mature.
OR should I went into sorrow?
Because I am now getting old.
My happiness was taking a turn,
As I realised that I am more nearer to death,
But I guess I should be happy for now,
Because it's my birthday man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Birthdays are there to be celebrated though you cannot deny the inevitability of death. But that should not snatch away all good things and all good moments of our life, the joy of being with our parents, brothers & sisters, our friends and peers and much more. Thanks a lot, Pallavi. This reminds me of a poem 'On My Thirtieth Birthday' (if I am not wrong) by Zainab Kamoonpoori which was also translated by me in Hindi. My happiness was taking a turn, As I realised that I am more nearer to death,