For every human being
birthday comes once in a year, it’s a special day to celebrate and cherish the
life given by God. In the middle of the celebrations itself many slightly feel worried
about the age factor. At the same time there are many who take up ageing gracefully
and happy all the time irrespective of their increasing number.
As a point of
encouragement many say “” age is just a number”, and the way we treat it is
within us. It is quite true, at this juncture, Literature comes in handy
because literature is an interpretation of life and life shapes itself in the
mind of the interpreter. Reading always helps to overcome any sort of situation
and assures great hope and help. Literature holds in itself vast information,
we may not be able to read and grasp the whole in a day. Poetry is such a form
that there are many simple yet stunning, short &sweet poems that can be
read again &again in a day. Even it is easy to memorize &recollect
whenever you want.
According to Edgar
Allan Poe, the poetry is “the rhythmic creation of beauty.’’ Poetry, says
Johnson, is “Metrical composition”; it is “the art of uniting pleasure with
truth by calling imagination to help of reason and its “”essence” is invention.””
There are many poets
and poems in English Language. These three poems are my best choices to read on
a birthday, it can be your own or others.
YOUTH by Samuel
Ullman
SHINE LIKE A STAR
When you 'll see you have nothing to change in your fear,
When your dreams will come true through the trouble and grief,
Then you will shine like a star, be the best you can be
In your heart, in your life, in your dreams.
Share all your shine with the entire world,
Make people believe in love.
In that time when you will shine like a star,
You will see the path you 've chosen in your life.
And no one can stop your shine.
No one can stop you again.
It's your time.
Shine like a star, be the best you can be
In your heart, in your life,in your dreams.
Share all your shine with the entire world,
Make the people believe in love
Then you'll throw away your sadness,
Then you 'll find again all your happiness.
Then you'll keep forever your kindness.
You will never be sad or brightless.
Shine like a star in the sky,
Shine like a star through the night.
When your dreams will come true through the trouble and grief,
Then you will shine like a star, be the best you can be
In your heart, in your life, in your dreams.
Share all your shine with the entire world,
Make people believe in love.
In that time when you will shine like a star,
You will see the path you 've chosen in your life.
And no one can stop your shine.
No one can stop you again.
It's your time.
Shine like a star, be the best you can be
In your heart, in your life,in your dreams.
Share all your shine with the entire world,
Make the people believe in love
Then you'll throw away your sadness,
Then you 'll find again all your happiness.
Then you'll keep forever your kindness.
You will never be sad or brightless.
Shine like a star in the sky,
Shine like a star through the night.
FOOTPRINTS IN THE
SAND by Mary Stevenson
http://www.sapphyr.net/largegems/footprints.htm
These poems are sure to provide you the needed energy, courage, motivation, faith, to lead the rest of your life in a best possible way.
Books are the best friends, they will stand by you at all times. For a book lover, the poem BOOKS by Gulzar, translated from Urdu by J.P. Das will make an apt read on his birthday.
http://www.sapphyr.net/largegems/footprints.htm
These poems are sure to provide you the needed energy, courage, motivation, faith, to lead the rest of your life in a best possible way.
Books are the best friends, they will stand by you at all times. For a book lover, the poem BOOKS by Gulzar, translated from Urdu by J.P. Das will make an apt read on his birthday.
Books peek at me,
sad and wistful,
through the glass panes
of my book shevles.
These days
I don't meet them
for months on end.
The evenings I spent
in their company
now pass by
on the computer screen.
The books are restless;
they look lost
as if sleep-walking,
the human values
of cells that never die
that they taught me
are nowhere in sight.
The affinities they brought me
are all stripped bare
leaving only moist sighs.
You can hear them sob
when a page is turned.
Their pages have lost colour,
their words, meaning.
They now look like dead wood
which will no more
sprout meanings.
Phrases, sayings, maxims
are strewn across the pages
like discarded earthen cups
made redundant by glass tumblers.
There was a time
when turning the pages
would bring a strange taste to my tongue;
now the click of a finger
that opens up a whole world
is only a flitting blink.
All that is over now
the intimate contact with books.
One could lie down
with a book in one's chest,
or put it on one's lap,
take it in hand,
or place it on the knees
crossed into a book-stand.
They are not to be.
We used to read books
with a solemn bow,
and touched them reverently
with our foreheads.
Now, God willing,
knowledge will still
come to us,
but what about
the little pleasures
the books offered us
dried flowers and perfumed notes
between the pages;
contacts crafted through pretexts of borrowing,
or even,
dropping
or picking up a book?
perhaps,
they are never to be.
Quote by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
‘’Tis easy enough
to be pleasant,
When life flows
along like a song.
But the man
worthwhile is the one who will smile,
When everything
goes dead wrong
Remember these
lines and make your life smooth. Enjoy every birthday and accomplish your
tasks.
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