"20/12-2012" The Poem-

20 12- 20 12 ,the wake up call was a birthday call,
 singing rhymes the best of these times,
with friends on hold with love untold,
although  late, they came up with a  cake,
the cake was 'bheesh' b4 it was on my face,
 filled with mirth went another day of birth,
with friends i found, this time around,
for all is well that ends with a "well",
therez no need to tell, its time to sleep well.

-MR
'Bliss'

(Some thing I wrote a long time back and still cherished )