A very happy Birth day to you son and be a good-smart boy like 'Sanath' [not the actor; The world famous cricketer].
Hope you become a real man soon and change the World for better prospects.
No son! Please stay aside and remain as a child forever because the cruel society is precarious.
Your mad grandpa lost his job and still scribbles with a hullabaloo
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Warmth will find a way to bridge all the distances. May you have a ticket to write on that dream train very soon. Siluna is always in our prayers. Always your friend at poemhunter, Sandra
Nimal, This is just excellent. You just are incapable of writing just straight-forward dedications. You draw us into your world and mess with our heads with lines such as 'Your mad grandpa lost his job and still scribbles with a hullabaloo' and I get a sense that you know this. The beauty of this, as with all the poems of yours that I have been so honoured to read, is that there is a casuality to what you do. You seem to conjour up words and fix them into lines as if it were the easiest thing in the world. i have never read anything like your writing and I doubt if I ever will because the world has only been blessed with one Nimal. It is not big enough to handle more!