Birthday Style.

Birthday Style.

So this was to be

A happy day 75 years ago

When he saw the light of day

For the first time

And now?

His spouse gives him cries

Of uphill talk and void of love

And passion

Dried-out like fruit

Left in the moody sun

He writes a story of love

Of his first time

Excitements of two hearts

In the bloom of their youth

Then pain and loss

Until he finds his great love

Nearly lost his mind about

Her untimely death

Cursing Fate

Letting him meet her so late

Makes no sense:

This thing called Love

None at all he muses

Looks at a nude

He blew-up from facebook

And she loves him

Birthday style.

zoltanzelan

©ZJG-Poetry’15.

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