Every year is never one tear anymore
that old devil has gone to other sites
to have his poorest and sour harvest bites
he can never bully you anymore
when you left the site, who's turn was it then?
I do not remember when
but he was chasing me, instead
since I did not break our friendship as he said
what the hell does he think he is
he is sowing enemyship, that's why God gives him no bliss
since you fled to the flourishing life you now lead
he, the hysterical man had no grip on me, his insane head
was broken, not his heart, as a token of his being terribly mad
you have your utmost glee eversince, dear Seema
I have mine too, I never left, not one minute
I am not afraid, not one minute, dear Seema, that's it!
Happy BirthDay together with Indonesia, and Many Happy Returns
Of The Day: the 17th August 2018
P.S. I do not know whether the mad man, your bullier, is still alive or not, if you wish to know, please ask the Lord. Perhaps for this poor person got a silent burial, that's all I know, that's all.
It is a great birthday poem so touchingly delineated in favor of Seema. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much for having read the poem as one whole essay. There are always disturbances on some poem sites, not in the Journals and the Magazines, since there are persons who take care well and check and recheck the Journals/Magazines, so not one univited visitor may dwell there. I publish in those Journals/Magazines too, Sir. GBU with Abundance, Mr. Kumarmani.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem! Loved reading it! Well penned my friend.........10
Thank you so much for your cute comment. GBU poet friend. Thank you for the 10