As I shall turn
Little mature
So far
I was only star
Among friends
And it continued with zeal and trend
I am tired now
I do not know
How to celebrate birth year?
It creates ripple and fear
Is it happiness for departed year?
Or sadness for coming tears!
I really think in serious terms
The future shall now make worst turn
Yes if I can make some mend
And send
Wishes for poor and down trodden
To feel this beautiful earth as heaven
There will be no end to pain
That shall always remain’
Be a part to struggle
But still a nice to feel

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