I have written a poem on my birthday November the 7th, 2009....See if you like it :)
Today, as I sit sipping a cup of tea,
thinking about my past, present and future to be;
Better, I think, is the day today
to set my heart loose and mind astray.
I was born this day in the month of November;
And I have years gross twenty plus four, to remember.
Born with a tongue so sweet and noble a heart;
And a scorpion sting ofcourse, for my foes to thwart.
T'was today that the journey began;
The metamorphosis of an inchoate lump to a complete man.
I have observed the virtue and studied the vice;
With the Almighty as the sorcerer and I his apprentice.
A strong believer in action, dreaming was my profession.
To harmonize the two could only mean a fight against procrastination.
For whatever I've got, I have always fought.
even against destiny for the dearest to be sought.
And now, reclining on this cosy chair,
with a sense of hardearned lassitude, I dare
the lions: destiny and future to tame;
And I will be the shikari and my foes, my game.
For t'is only friendship that I abide with and serve.
And if anybody stupid enough has got that nerve,
to befriend enemity and become a perfidious foe,
he would be selling his joys for a disastrous woe.
For, if ever, one ties me into a knot of love and friendship,
this scorpio promises infinite care and companionship.
But if ever against me is taken, the path of animosity;
I would just say "Dude, May God bless thee!!"
------Saurabh
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