Something which makes me happy…

…is writing poems and this is for my close friend on his birthday!

The brightest sun and the most pleasant moon
The purest dewdrop and the gentlest breeze
Marked that most special day in history
When a noble soul set foot down here
Very many happy returns of the day!

He is not a usual person and his birthday is not just another day!

Sun rose at midnight,
Moon continued until midday;
The skies opened in the winter
The flower bloomed much earlier;
And the entire universe revolved around earth,
May be all of them were so eager to see God’s sweetest child being born.
Very many happy returns of the day, Mr. Acquist!


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Someone is the reason for the success we get

The Blue Sky with thousand trillions of stars,
Sweetly twinkled on the Milky Way;

This Early Morning bloomed with thousand millions of daffodils,
Dancing and smiling in the gentle breeze;

Cuckoos started singing Unchained Melody,
With Bees composing Celtic music;

I wondered why this been happening, but
Silently the God’s sweetest child set foot on earth;

Never know that this day would be so special, but
It does, as devil’s birthday, very many Happy Returns of the Day!

Your birthday is as much as a celebration for me,
As it is for you, maybe more;

I wish for you the best of birthdays, the best one ever,
May each birthday be better than the last;

Most of all, I hope you will always be
As happy as you have made me!


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Something is always special in life

And, this is for my dream one, it continues ! ! ! ‘Thirsty Waters’

My hands told me I’m shivering with fear,
When I only thought of saying it to my dear!
Heart became restless and sounded louder,
Seconds before, it was as silent as falling powder.

Thoughts crept into the mind with great force,
Confused, and stopped it from thinking, of course!
I would imagine that future, a few hours away;
That would burden it with my past straightaway.

Carrying an untold love is heavy, indeed;
Courage, real courage is what I need!
Hiding my fear, or hiding myself in fear,
I came to you and looked at you, my dear.

That very sight quenched the restless senses,
Which were thirsty for that real courage!
I became my natural self, totally myself;
And realized you were surely my real self.

No words said, I saw the ‘heavy’ love,
Getting dissolved in us as it reached you!


To read the first and third part of this poem, please visit the following posts, First Waters


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