The Last Thing I Will Do Is Wish You Birthday Poem by Tarun Sharma

When the leaves get absorb in to the sand
When the butterflies return to their home
When the defeated people put their hands on hand
When the tired sparrows stop chirping and do not roam
I don't care when the world stops
I know the day will come! Special for you

When you will be busy in your goals
When bees were collecting nectar in their hives
When you will be counting the gold rolls
When ants were storing their winter leaves
I don't care when the world is busy
I know the time will come! When baker bakes cake for you

When your opponents lost their temper to you
When painful wings of pelicans break their courage
When their is a broad light of success and only you
When you feel there is something missing in this rage
I don't care when the world is cruel
I know the candles will light, glowing your name

When the life ends as it has to be
When the new saplings will open their eyes to the harsh world
When there will be a strong echo in my bones as it has to be
When the new life starts again to rule the world
I don't care when the cycle is repeated
I know the last thing I will do is wish you birthday!