On my own Birthday (Feb,25) ****************************** As February, 25 is coming near, My wife reminds, it is my birthday; If the order of this date is changed, It will be the year when I was born. Those days are still fresh in my mind, When I wished to grow fast and fast; Now the word ‘elder’ is like a poison, As I have seen more than fifty autumns. How cruel , it sounded to my ears, When long back, a girl called me ‘uncle’; Now, with my daughters having babes, Even ‘uncle’ gives a feeling, I am young. Full of intrigue and mystery is the life, I wanted to open its knots, but why;? When I have no power to stop its pace, Stressing my nerves will deepen my pain. What makes me anguished is my past, Which has nothing, but evils and sins; How to erase it, must be my only worry, This puzzle of life, I can never solve. Today , let me pray to my Guardian Lord, To forgive all my wrongs and misdeeds; Let me repent with a weeping heart, To make a solemn vow to lead a pious life. ******************************** Dr. Mustafa Kamal Sherwani,LL.D. Lucknow,U.P.India sherwanimk@yahoo.com +91-9919777909 |
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