Birthdays

a poem by Prasad Balan

Everyone waits eagerly for their birthday,
Doesn’t matter in which hour of the day,
It’s a day full of gifts and chocolates,
Whether it’s from loved ones or from hatred,
Such a day your dear ones won’t like to miss,
Especially if they are hungry enough for a nice feast,
Good tasty, delicious, heavy lunch in the noon,
Please don’t eat of the steel spoons,
Two three hours of sound sleep after lunch,
Hey don’t strain your stomach much,
Noon passes of, evening comes,
The time when your friends come,
Pleasing love and heavy treat is why they are here for,
Only cakes and colas? No I certainly need much more,
At the end of the day recollect what you have achieved today,
Scribble it down on your hearts pad,
Days like this shouldn’t be forgotten,
Even if the eggs are rotten.

The last sentence is just for proper filling of the poem
but it states that even if eggs are rotten
buy some new eggs and prepare cake.