Not my day?

Life seems to have become caustic,
Run far away, can I, from it all?
Sacrifices I make, feel like, in vain,
into any hole, can I just crawl?
I have a hunch, today isn’t my day
I am going to just, sit here and bawl!
that brings me to, do I even have a day?
and, that gets me into a violent squall!

Rambling jabber

Pulsing through the mundane,
Hanging on by the frayed thread,
Awaiting life’s mysteries arcane,
Patient I am mixed with dread!

Weary I am just by living,
A day to the next, is a chore,
Consumed further, by the reliving,
Picking up the shards, a furor.

In these verses, I seek,
An outlet for the maladies,
Through these I try to speak,
Without committing a reprise!

A break I need, don’t we all?
The how of it, is the ordeal.
Of chaos, there is a squall
Life, still continues to appeal?

Wishes smishes

Milestones crossed by one and all,
A bitter sweet day, is it today?
Far from from one and all,
When will distances go away?

A day to cherish, nonetheless!
With love and regards, its full!
Celebrate with fun regardless,
For birthdays are never dull!


Happy birthday to you, you know who you are...

A ray of radiance

As today, unveils, slowly,
Its a day, bright and jolly!
Five glowing candles on the cake,
A special day, of today, you make!

“Awesome” in every way, you are,
Nothing short of a rock star!
Every day, a new landmark,
On your journey, as you embark.

Obedient, you are, in your way
Well thought out, always you say!
Nothing in you, we would modify,
You are just the best, we can’t deny!

Like a ray of sunshine, you dazzle,
Never stumped by any puzzle.
You never cease to amaze,
May you be this way, always!

A birthday to remember, dear little one!
May it be just as much fun!

A wait for the date

Each day just goes so fast,
I turn around and its past.
But to tomorrow I want to hold on,
Five years ago, this day you were born!

Your excitement, beyond compare,
Your love for life, a joyous fare,
We wish you the best in life,
With happiness, may it be rife!

With you, we will celebrate,
Of the day, we patiently await.
With wishes. a lovely spate.
For you, the best we will create!

Happy Birthday, Dear!

Razzmatazz Jazz

A fluent, effortless flow,
Of notes and beats in tow,
The jazz was beyond compare,
A mix, as such quite rare.

A double bass stood tall,
Piano continued to enthrall,
Drums and banjo foot tapping,
Saxophones, left us, for more gasping.

The vocalist was wanting,
Finesse, lack of flaunting,
An evening, it was to remember,
Joy of it, nothing could hamper!

An angel, may I?

One of these days, I shall
Simply lay down supine,
Hands and legs will flail,
Make myself an angel divine.

All the many inches of me,
Impressioned in the snowy terrain,
Back and forth thus I will be,
Until a freeze hits my brain.

A childhood game, commonly
A little too old, am I?
Am I too ungainly?
I wonder, thoughtful and wry.

Incessantly incredible

In amazement, I stop to stare,
At the marvels of nature,
The frail balance of earth,
The cycles it does capture.

The sacred terrain that is
On which we land and lead,
A life that is a miracle,
Beyond imagination indeed.