Nearing End Poem by Sujoy Bhattacharya

I am not ready to celebrate my birthday nowadays.
A horrible thought overshadow my hours of birthday
with ominous contemplation.
The day reminds me to my utter dismay
that I am inching towards my end!
I am even reluctant to receive birthday wishes.
It echoes mockingly the imminent date of
departure from the world ebullient with the
throbbing life giggling ripples of joy and jovial glee.
When I read birthday wishes of my long and happy life,
I as it were read the decree of my destiny preparing my
condolences script - moist with tearful inscriptions.
Elegiac tone reverberates the boisterous birthday greetings.
I take deliberate hiatus to avoid birthday wishes of my near
and dear ones.
I leave my cell phone captive in my closet and set our for a
desolate domain with no
imprint of human strides!
I roam with the fleet of floating clouds to alien land.
Tranquil silence make me feel that I am the only living
being on the earth - huge, massive and colossal.
I count the dancing ripples of a brook flowing languid!
At midnight I come back home -
gallant and vivacious with the elixir of hope and optimism.