- Birthday - Poem by Aparna Chatterjee
- Birthday -
When we are
Young,
We are
So much
In a rush
To
Grow up
So soon
That we
Eagerly
Await
Our
Every
Birthday :)
When we are
Past our
Prime -
We frown
On the
Flying
Years…
We don't
Want to
Grow old
So soon.
So we sigh:
Oh, My God!
Another
Birthday: (
(Theme: Age)
Human pshycology about age is finely expressed. The lay-out of the poem is also fine. Tapas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/28/2024 10:18:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks, Ijlal Haider and Tapas Baidya, for reading and reviewing my poem.