HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
TURNED SWEET SIXTY THREE
Today with
showered blessings
turned sweet sixty three
Can I, in minds be alive
like that blooming
evergreen tree
Long forgotten aches
and pains of
playful childhood days
Have reappeared
at this age permanently
with me to stay
In a way, they are playing
guess games
to cheer up, lonely me
Or maybe checking,
if the old brain,
is working proficiently
Sprinter, hurdler,
shuttler
and cyclist
Left no marks,
on me,
to enter as a diarist
But my soul
is nicely branded by
hundreds of human hounds
Walking on my
life’s path these
heinous hounds, were found
Sixty two years of life
I lived, not changing
my ways at all
Born with the timid look,
still never worried,
if devils call
I can confidently
now drag
all devils to hell
No one dares to cast
over me any
harmful, magical spell
Blessed by His
protective love ,
I bask, in His grace
My life though
never was easy,
all obstacles I daringly faced
Drenched me, ever with love
and now filled me too,
with peace
He made me to pick the pen
And now life to me
looks, at ease
God very happy I am
Please,
such be rest of my days
Every morn
let my eyes open
to warm, golden sun rays
Was always your obedient child
Though at times
did fight with you
I kept cheating myself,
but tried, with others
to be true
Rest of my untrod journey
now lies
in your loving hands
I beg for peace within,
for no more pain,
can I withstand
Today with
showered blessings
turned sweet sixty three
Hug me and love me
to my heart’s content
I need it, desperately.
©sunita grover raina2022
21/11/2022
India
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