Birthday Poems Archive
You smile like a thousand stars
You walk like the moving sky
You raise the beauty bars
Whenever you walk by
Hip hip hurray
Your voice is like honey
Your eyes are charming
You’re worth more than money
Your elegance always beaming
Hip hip hurray
Your intellect is adorable
Your friendship is the best
Your courage is admirable
You can’t be compared to the rest
Hip hip hurray
You are God’s treasured creation
You are a vessel onto honour
You have our every attention
And celebrating you is without labour.
Hip hip hurray.
I write this to my baby love
my precious gift sent from above
The very first day I saw your face
I knew no one could take your place
Beautiful eyes of crystal blue
I hopelessly fell in love with you
Nothing could compare
to the softness of your hair
Or to the small trace
of me in your innocent face
Soon you learned to walk
shortly after you began to talk
A cuddle bug you came to be
that worked out just fine for me
Hold me is what you’d say
and I gladly did that every day
Look at me mommy is now what I hear
can this be true has it been another year
As time passes by
I can’t help but sit and cry
I’m still here you see
because right now your only three
But one day you’ll be grown
discovering the world all on your own
That’s a little scary for me
your my sweet baby and that’s all I see
I’ll always remember the first time
you cried and I sang “You Are My Sunshine”
It’s been about 4 years now,
Since you took us under your wing,
You shared your life with us,
We were holding on by a string.
You gave us a place to call home,
Helped us whenever we needed,
You’re like the father i never had,
Like your own kids we were treated.
I’ll be forever thankful to you,
Gave me and my brothers alot,
Things we could only dream for,
Love and support thats what.
I may never say it to you,
But I love you like a dad,
You’re always there for us,
Even when things go very bad.
Happy birthday Col,
And I hope we share many others,
Thank you for everything,
For helping me, mum and my brothers.
No place is better than my MOM’s lap…
Feeling of Teasing her and getting slap…
Dreams those when taking with her nap…
Away from her my bad luck instead of her seeing her snap…
Wanna be with her but with good salary in hand…
My first love in this land..
My first Bank where I store few Grands…
With infinite interest rate as in desert SAND…
Used to HUG when I have to leave her…
She beaten me but hated never…
The wisest person and clever…
Wanna be close to her ever…
I was child she made me a Man…
Provide me sense and power, I do what ever i can…
Always caught me and loved when I ran…
Bad habits unable to touch me she putted a BAN…
WANT TO BRING EVERY PLEASURE TO YOU …
WANNA LIVE AND DIE FOR YOU…
MAMMA I LOVE YOU…
MAAA TODAY I REALLY MISS YOU…
In the next spring, I know my death also will come.
I’ll be born in a novel, the prehistoric.
The time will know-
I am not anymore a man of long standing.
My picture or my phantom is that eye, nose, face?
My past or the wild uproar of the present is that?
Though, come and take me to the eternity.
The regular history of life may return again and again!
Now I’m sure enough! There is someone also who is mine.
Whatever the mistake, may belong as a mistake
In the notebook of mistakes in life.
Please, read this notebook too one day, Or
Will throw me also away to any hold home.
I won’t tell you anything, I know-
One day, you’ll be also a prehistoric like I.
If you can, be the tune; there is no verve in the heart of a song.
If you can, write the songs; a poem might also be a song.
A friend has come
From beyond the clouds
To meet the special one
So distinct in the crowd
The stars couldn’t be fetched
To adorn the bouquet you hold
But the blossoms hold the essence
Of all our tales untold
May every drop in the oceans
Turn out into pearls
To rain lightly upon you
As a soft rainbow unfurls
May all the silent melodies
Today upon you sing
With your golden dreams
Floating about on wings
May your fairy Godmother
Saunter down the lanes
To come and tickle you
With her fancy canes
Though both of us treat
Treasures with scorn
Yet I simply treasure you
If a treasure that was born
And that is the reason
Uncle Shakespeare has not yet possessed me,
Although I want to write a poem so badly.
I guess trying hard to impress you’s not easy
Perhaps I’ll cut it off and just be me.
Happy birthday! That’s all I wanna say.
Boy, I’m so excited on your special day!
All I can do is love you and pray.
Unless you want ask me, I won’t go away.
You are God’s gift, I want you to know.
And ’tis with you I want to grow
Together we can conquer tomorrow.
I’ll be with you even in sorrow.
It’s not yet Valentine’s Day, obviously.
Still I’m grappling with rhymes. Silly me!
Hope with this gift I make you happy.
Happy birthday, Honey.
Eighteen years ago, plus a few months, I sent out a thought bubble
Wishing for a daughter and that got me in trouble
For on the pregnancy test kit as I trembled with anticipation
Up came a clear blue line that yelled, “You didn’t use contraception”
Nine months passed too quickly as I enjoyed eating for two
I relished every minute of pregnancy except for times when I couldn’t pass a loo
Katelyn, you came into the world at 4 pm on the 2nd November
Howling and wailing, of that I can remember
We got you through the terrible two’s and right through to five
Until you started pre-school and came home to watch “Blue Clues”, and even “Hi Five”
Each year we’d celebrate your birthday and bake a cake or two
We created Minnie Mouse, Barbie, a Poodle and even a Merry Go Round whipped up out of the blue
We’d sit on the sidelines watching you play netball and cheer you on
Even if the other team was winning by a mile we continued cheering until the day you won
Today is your birthday, so may think
Today, at least by phone will have a wish
Forget for a moment all the conflicts
Time will tell, but for a slightly laughing
Happy Birth Day -to- You.
If you are wrong thoughts in your hearts
This came at the end of the day you find comfort
Forgetful people and may have forgotten.
Then comes first day of year – yellow and red
Diamonds to fasten the hair set tuberose
Mars is in a bar before the procession
If the phone stops standing for the expression
And can be – if I am to
Shall wait until the dead.
Eid Day – the day on hand mobile
Hold – the phone waiting for me
Eid Mubarak to my face for a time
Sit and listen, if you are craving
But surely some things – like the last time.
The relationship between us has been gathered acid saliva
I do not know whether the lava of Vesuvius hereafter .
If you think the onetime phone
Then the whole world will be buried down Lover
The sea surges, tsunami, cyclone, earthquakes – the whole world will get destruction
Mars will be the shelter animals – than
But let’s not be like me, dormant volcano.
I wish you the best on your Birthday
I just want to see you smile
I’d give you the world if I knew a way
You’re the vision of beauty and style
I don’t know what to give a princess
I have no diamonds or gold
But on my shoulder you can rest
Until we both grow gray and old