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POEM STARTER

Write a poem about a birthday.

This doesn't have to be about your own birthday. What themes could you explore through writing about birthdays?

Writings

Your Lies Make Me Cry, Why?

You promised I’d never have to be alone again.


You told me you’d come.

You told me you were excited.

You told me I was your best friend

And you’d never ditch me.


Quite ironic, isn’t it?


You never even came.

You posted pictures of you with everyone we invited.

We made a list of people invited to invite together!

You were with _every single one of them_.

You lied to me.

You ever said you ...

Time

Again a year passed

With change in my bones.

I’ve grown, but I’ve fallen—

Time seems to tick me down,

Flashing me with passing seasons

And small moments I wish to hold.

I don’t want to grow older…I hate the change it brings.

Can’t I stay this young?

Every minutes that passes, I wish to keep.

But I’m old enough to know I can never stop Time.

Happy birthday to me....

Birthday

**Another year around the sun,**

**for me, a journey’s far from fun.**

**The candles flicker, the faces cheer,**

**Yet inside, drowning in fear.**


**Three hundred sixty-five days, a feat,**

**A race I ran with weary feet.**

**They call it triumph, a battle won,**

**I wonder softly, a look of stun**


**An angel descended, soft and bright,**

**Her presence casting a gentle light.**

**I whispered lo...

birthday

this day is solely mine, as I have given it worth

we celebrate as I move with the earth

Im given gifts that are extremely diverse

I begin to tear up and my vision blurs...

Years

I had a long life

It could be for others a short life

My wrinkles are only like expressions

My face does not cause the same impression


I had a short life

Others would call it a long life

I heard a young man who got a mansion

I heard a young man who got in prison


I have a short life

I pick up the lines

I eat up my time


They say you’re growing

You’re a teen with your headphones and no...

Happy Birthday To Me

Happy birthday to me

I’m finally 15


Yay!

I guess


At least I can get

My permit


And I got books

Books galore


What I really want

Though


Is a nice sweet kiss

On the hand


From the girl I love

Most


Of course

That’s asking for too much


So,

Happy Birthday to Me


And thank you all

For being you and putting up with me


That’s all

I’m thankful


No fluffy words

Or words that will give you tears


I’l...

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Birthday’s

Birthday’s

Celebrating, singing and dancing


Birthday’s

Getting gifts, talking and eating


Birthday’s

Blowing out your candles, everyone singing to you


Birthday’s

The day that is supposed to be about you

to celebrate you


Birthday’s

A reminder that each year you get older and experience new stuff.


Birthday’s

Partying


And then one day you realise, it isn’t about all of the above.

It is about che...

Birthday

Birthdays

Another reminder of age

and of change


My birthday

A reminder I have no friends

And nothing but loose ends


A birthday

A celebration

But I didnt send invitations


Birthdays

A push into a new beginning

a pull from a distancing past


My birthday

I downplayed it

and now i feel so deflated


A birthday

Semms big to some

But it feels so small


…


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Today

Everyday is someone’s birthday

The next random Tuesday on your calander makes people think of someone

Maybe someone who has exited their life

Still walking the earth, but not intersecting in your spaces over the year


The next time you’re on your couch on a Friday night, someone is living their best life on birthday night

Connecting friends from different circles of life

Holding them hostage with ...

Time ( Where Has It Gone )

I’m running out of time

I’m not ready,

Im not okay

Guys I’m running out of t—


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The world is so bright

No blights, no fights


Nothing misplaced, everything is great

Running down slides

Making mud pies

Digging for the worms

Catching all the germs


Talking was tough, never hung out much

Friends were not my forte

But nature was my main play

Building out of sticks and bricks

Keeping myself occu...