Birthday
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Your death came as a surprise, it certainly wasn't foretold.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned 76 years old.I learned that you were terminal shortly before you died.
Where does peace delight to dwell? Where love is green and calmSometimes the best people in lifecomes from outside: O my friendA day like this should never end The long labyrinth of the road willNot discourage you nor the dark valeof the past nei
Welcome Home
Welcome to Earth
Where nobody is perfect
And nothing is always correct.
Welcome Home
Ich werde alle Glocken läuten
Für deinen Geburtstag
Ich werde aus meinen Taschen
Mwen pral sonnen tout klòch yo
Pou anivèsè nesans ou
Mwen pral sòti nan pòch mwen
Bèl bijou ki soti nan Bèl Ans pou ou.
You were a talented British actor but sadly, not anymore.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned ninety-four.You starred in an episode of "Fawlty Towers" and "Dalziel and Pascoe".
I will ring all the bells
For your anniversary
I will take out of my pockets
Fancy and pretty exotic jewelries.
In 1977, you starred in an episode of Doctor Who.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned 82.You starred in an episode of "Enemy At The Door".You were a very talented actor but not anymore.
You were diagnosed with Leukemia and sadly, you didn't survive.If you hadn't died 111 months ago, today you would've turned 75.You were born on October the 18th of 1947.But 111 months ago, you went to Heaven.
John Brown died in 2019, it's sad and it's true.If he hadn't died, today he would've turned 52.We met at Bean Station Elementary School in 1979.We quickly became friends, he was a buddy of mine.
You were a very special and unique person until you passed away.If you hadn't died, you would be celebrating your 74th birthday.You were honest, unselfish and sincere.You should've won Mother Of The Year.
My first ex and I only lasted long enough to celebrate Valentine’s Day.
And my next ex was there for my birthday, but didn’t want the commitment.
So I didn’t let him stick around long enough to take Halloween too
Pleasures reigns as these greetings are send,
May your happiness last till all things end,
Happy am I, to have by my side,
A Beautiful flower with the brightest smile
Long shall you live the loveliness of Earth,
Knowing that you are somebody today,
Wanting to see what the hours bring your way;
Forgetting the things you don't like to do,
Inspiring the things that seems pleasant to you;
Enjoying those marvelous supprises,
Today is a new spring’s first day
Today is the birth of a new season
Today is another blessed birthday
Happy Birthday, I love you
My first thought when I woke today
Happy Birthday, I remember you
A story I wrote
with the stress lines on my forehead
Happy Birthday and I miss you
Miss your laugh
In November of 2011, Dad was told that her was terminal and wouldn't survive.He was diagnosed with Leukemia and he passed away at the age of sixty-five.
You were born on August 2, 1948, you were a Leo just like me.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy-three.You were unique and I truly hate that you're dead.
Nothang
can we
wish you order
than
saying.
Long Live
Femi Otedola
Abundance
health to
gladden your
heart.
May thee
boat always
floating
unstoppably.
A day out of 366
Stars spun around and spanned
My words spiced with salts of a hysterics
The loneliness of which is damned
But joy I keep, is even
And when I sip, the life goes on
Wishing you a birthday,
As pure as it can be,
As white as it can be,
As sure as it can be,
As fresh as it can be,
Enjoy your birthday. It’s a good day to begin something you always wanted to do.
Happy Birthday dear Aatya,
Tumhi ahaat farach chaan,
Amhi sagely ahae,
thumchya hun lahan.
Ek vegla anubhav yeto
tumhala nehami bhetun,
Tumchya gappa - goshti astat khup masta,
Said the Doctor ,
Please hurry ,
Another case,
Have to race,
Race race and race
Family and friends too
Have to be graced
Have to put a brave face
Said the Bebo to the Ant,
You know what
It’s a special day of our
Creator we must chant
Said the Ant to the Bebo
Is it Chant or Sing
So they danced in a ring
When in school
we never knew,
we never imagined,
That all would be
So confused one day
To wish Sanjeev
A very happy Birthday
India to USA
USA to India
Mumbai to Nagpur
Nagpur to Mumbai
A new destination now and then
But always meeting relatives here or there
Its not so easy these …. flights
Rush Rush Rush
Hush Hush Hush
Blush Blush Blush
Everyone wants to know ….
No Rush No Rush No Rush
Just Hush Just Hush Just Hush
Yash Yash Yash….
Some call you Kaku
Some call you Zau
Some call you Mami
For me you are Sangeeta Vahini
Vahini what makes you fantastic
Is that you are so artistic
You create Birthday videos that are memorable
Come from Far
Come from Near
Walk a mile
For a Smile
What a day
We all pray
Hopes fulfilled
On your Birthday
Many days come and go,
Wish the special ones never do so.
Insta , twitter, WA messages on the run,
It’s a special day – Oh what fun,
The Piano in the hall sang Happy Birthday
We saw a movie called “ Independence day”
It was the first movie after our marriage day,
We were blessed with a little bundle of joy one day
That was on August 15th – Indias Indpendence day.
Nagpur is Small,
He loves all,
Every Event,
He must attend
He is always updated
Stocks are his favorite,
He keeps himself busy,
Singing as a hobby
Happy Birthday Baba.
Choclates , Candies, Cakes,
Gifts , Presents , accolades
Blessings, handshakes, hugs
Any many things for you
Memories , Photos, Videos,
We will keep
Till you become big
Shining like a Moon,
Twinkling like a Star,
Dashing off like a Comet,
No, its not a celestial object.
Achievement list makes us go over the Moon,
Happy happy birthday,
a happy happy day,
with lots of happy happy wishes,
and happy happy smiles,
Except I didnt wish to be happy,
I wished to never wake up.
Tell me I’m not growing old,
Face is falling,
Curling then folds
My eyes are blurry
Not quite right
No remedy to fix this
Happy birthday to you, yes the one born today,
Happy death day to you, yes the one who died today.
This time i wanna write for the person who is so cute literally. She is birthday girl. She is one of my old friends who stayed.
You miss every poem that you don’t writeYou miss every battle that you don’t fightSometimes it’s ok to miss a thing or twoBut I’d never want to miss a birthday for you
Yesterday for my birthday,
I started off
with a bottle of wine...
I took the train
into town...
I had half a bitter
at the Café de Piaf
in Waterloo...
I went to work
Today is a day filled with cheer.
This is a day that comes only once a year.
This is the day you were born.
The day when sadness had been torn.
Torn into pieces that you could never put together.
I fill my life,
with worthless stuff,
knowing full well,
it's never enough.
others seem happy,
so why can't I?
I fill my lungs,
with another lie.
swallow the grief,
Hurray! Hurray!! Hurray!!! mark this dayEpsy i into the twilight sky of friendsYou are the brightest twinkle i witnessedher embracing smile, calm as a lake
Today you are 50 years-old
Symbolic of the precious gold
A daughter, a sister, a mother a wife
Today is a day to reflect upon your life
Some days you want to cry, some days you live in fear
Hey honey, how are you?
I am really proud of you.
You've made it through all these years,
through many smiles and hidden tears.
You've made it through those toughe times
Many people know how important you were to me.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned seventy.You were a kind woman who loved to give.I would've done anything if you could've lived.
This poem is to your next year
To getting older
To never lying about how old
Embracing the aches and pains
To getting better,
Stronger,
Fuller and more complete
To raising babies
Hey what's up,
u know how it is
It's Joe with a Fro
Happy Birthday
Hope you had fun
because soon after
here comes the sun
You entered a new decade congrats
Dear Ma,
The eleventh of March
Nineteen seventy-nine
Baby born at this time
Little foot with an arch;
Her dark green eyes glistened
As she looked at her mom
Pat held her in her palm
Dear Childhood,
I had been
wrapped
In your warm, comforting arms
For seventeen years
But then, as the minutes ticked away to midnight
I felt your grip loosen
as you prepared
Yet another birthday around the corner
But this time you're 16
I've been writing you letters since you were 13
All of them hanging on the wall makes me feel like a good sister
If my dad had lived, he would be the big 7-0.On this day, Dad was born seventy years ago.Seven decades is how long he would've been alive.But leukemia killed him, Dad did not survive.
The sun rises slow over floating clouds gray,
Golden rays of light flow across the lazy bay,
The quiet wind blows beneath the singing jay,
and welcomes the beauty of the second day.
30 days until my birthday
its hard not to laugh and cheer
and the only reason why is
because my birthday is almost here!
ive waited 335 days
for this time to come around
Smoke. Smoke is everywhere, and the multicolored lasers fire off to the beat of the music. The crowd pulses and moves to the bass slamming through them, and there were no drugs needed at this party to feel blissfully happy.
Did you peep the date?
Too bad your birthday couldn’t come a day late!
Today is the nineteenth of April, you see,
But 4/20 doesn’t seem like your cup of tea.
However, I’m excited to share,
Tell me what to expect
in the many years to come.
Tell me what adventures await,
what sorrow I may face,
what love is yet to come,
what heartbreak we await.
Tell me in all of your wisdom,
Excitement!
Pure, genuine, no other word for it-
Excitement,
Powerful and all-consuming joy.
When eyes were wondrously wide and smiles idly innocent,
Just thinking about it brought delightful ideas,
A day I cherish,A day I wish never perish,A day when you were born,A day which gave me a chance to make you mine,A day with memories divine,Do you really remember a thing?I doubt if there is still a string.Surprises and wishes,All the warm kisses,
you are born welcome to the world although its not of the lord but be bold when like the wind life struggles starts to blow now you are told even when you are old obstacles still comes in a whole to dump you in a hole but never stay low .
Black body born, happy birthday
Black baby's first cry
Black girl in a white man's world
Black eye from daddy's toxic masculinity rectifies
Dear 17,
be gentle with me
actually, scratch that
bring on all the craziness and intensity
i'm ready to spend nights curled up on the floor crying
kicking and screaming at the notion that life isn't fair
When I ask grandfather,
“Why is your face so wrinkled?”
Mother hushes me,
Grandpa smiles,
I keep quiet.
But as the years go by,
My childhood question unanswered,
It was wonderful to have a mother who was so great.If you hadn't died, today you would've turned sixty-eight.When you became ill and died, everything went sour.
Cake, frosted like Winnie-the-Pooh,
Hot dogs, warm chili, cold slaw,
"Happy birthday!"
My brother opens my presents,
Toy dishes, Play-doh, a swing-set,
Mommy wants a hug,
I want to play,
Thanks for giving me a life and pushing me out.
I know how much it probably hurt,
but I imagine the screaming was worse.
Not just for you, but everyone else,
Including myself.
another year
another fear
fear of being lost
and not succeeding
another year will take us to
places, new and
In front of your doorI paced,Stooped down and retiedMy shoelace,13- the numberThat was glazed,Rung your doorbell since your keysHad been replaced. Once the door opensIn a haste,And you'll stare at itIn amaze,With a motive ofA nutcase,I'll smash a
Oh my!
Missed your birthday!
Can't believe how time flies.
Thought you were set upon the throne
of youth.
By A. Gagliardi
A woman
Tall, intelligent, and free
Not only took care of herself
But took care of me
Eighteen kids
And a legacy left behind
If you let me, I'd like to clutch your forty-five pearlsA flawed, blinding foreignnessAnd if it's possible---the descendant of Emily DickinsonBut have you really locked yourself away?
A
Beautiful,
Celestial soul
Gives unconditionally
To the undeserving habitants
Of her home, taking her time
To extend vines of
Ripening
Fruit.
What more can I want
Mom gave birth to me in 1971 and today I became forty-four.It's a shame that she can't celebrate my birthdays anymore.Forty-four years ago today, my mom brought me into the world, it was the first day of my life.
It was forty-four years ago today when I left your womb.Your death has brought about tears, despair and gloom.Usually pregnancies last nine months but you had a longer wait.
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-seven.But God called you home and you're with him in Heaven.Because of your bad infection, you had an aneurysm and couldn't be healed.
If you hadn't died, today you would've become sixty-six.Your death has proved that a broken heart isn't easy to fix.On the day of your death, I knew that I would loathe the year 2013.
If you hadn't died in March, you would've turned 65 today.Life hasn't been as good since you passed away.Everybody who knew you, knew that you were nice.But I took things for granted and now I'm paying the price.
Now to see if I still got it, if i can write a poem to make you smile so big your braces will hurt and your cheeks will blush, you'll get chills and feel a rush, you'll always remember and never forget, that you make me feel so very blessed.
When I was a child
And you were a child,
A book was shared
With epics compiled.
I’ve declared my acceptance
Yet, all the while,
My fervid mind from adolescence
The sunlight beams down on my bruised arm
Bruises heal in the sunlight
I thought of you today
in the midst of fog and haze
and though I try to forget your name,
I thought of you today.
It's like this every year
and a change is not so near
Hey dude, its your birthday today,
You are still so small but you think like a giant wall,
The days we spent together,
all that stuf in library,
for me its all about memories,
today i take stand,
She stands outside; the sun's to her back;
Her shadow keeps her from being alone.
It's an autumn day, the sky is blue,
It dawns on her how time has flown.
She’s a friend,
I suppose you could even say best friend.
It’s her birthday.
You know what she wants;
Time to go all out;
Get everyone to help out.
This is the day,
Kylie, this is a poem all for you,
you're the only one I want,
I hope you feel that way too,
want us to just count the months,
today's your birthday,
a day all for you,
KYLE YOU HAVE GOTTEN SO HANDSOME AND SMART AND CARING AND LOVING EVERYDAY AS I WATCH YOU GROW MORE EVERYDAY YOU HAVE BEEN A MUCH A BLEESING TO BE TO YOUR AUNT DAY YOU WAS BORNING TIL TODAY ! I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK<3
I have given
nothing to you
on your birthday.
I know you
mentioned your special
day many
times previously.
Forgive me, but your
"You don't have to
Today is Kierra’s Birthday
A day so long ago was praised
A day the favorite child was celebrated
Something special,
something new.
God made sure I came to you.
They say Im a gift sent by God
on your very own birthday
thats something quite odd.
But as I grow older each and every year
"Tell me, tell me, tell me once more.
The words you say before you walk out the door.
Please don't go, don't leave me here alone.
How will I know if you will ever return home?
I promise I won't tug at your hand.
You told me you love me,
Yet where are you now.
My birthday approaches,
Yet not one word from you.
Clenching tightly on to his teddy bear
Mr. Bear.
He thinks it's his birthday-
it's not.
No one want to displease him.
He'll loose hope-
despair.
Already clinching on to the wobbly wooden table
It’s your birthday
Again
And this year, I won’t wish you a happy one
Because you never made me happy
Because I know it’s time to sever the tie
You can no longer be my lifejacket
It’s August, light of glowing yellow and calm blue, orange and pink sunsets,
The grass crunchy and warm, tanning brown below radiant rays
The last days of summer vacation do not die so quickly
Through the years we've stuck together, peas of a pod, birds of a feather.
I wish you a Happy Birthday!Although I wish you a happy every dayfor I need you to know you’re specialon all days and not but one.
An uncontrolable urge
A mourning desire
Placed in my four chambers
Burning with intensity of candle fire
It's a mystery to what drives man
To do the things we are capable of doing
Childhood slipping, youth wasting
First fruits of decay, tasting
Adolescence waving, maturity calling
Time doing its duty, unstalling
Death to birth, we wish, we cry
But age to age, we live to die
Frosty white tips on a cake
Flow like waves in the ocean
With our bodies wrapped,
Enraptured in a white lake, drowning
In the sun till our skin glows
There will always be hatred in the world.
There will always be ignorance, violence, discrimination.
Nothing is ever perfect.
But I don't care.
I will love.
I will love others and help them to do the same.