The Last Birthday

Sreekanth Kopuri

pain balloons 
burns,
like a candle flame

his lips flicker
and trickle a prayer
down the eyes

silent last birthday rose `
needling like a thorn in his 
sagged balloon-like flesh
caked with a culture
in his temple

a geriatric 
ward, off 
like in isolation
in senility

a mobile of 
unanswered calls

sad smile
in the sun’s face
fading away 
like evening light
a last wish

PS: Happy journey Dad, See you there 



Sreekanth Kopuri is an Indian English poet from Machilipatnam – a colony – India. He was an alumni Writer in Residence, at Strange Days Books Greece. He recited his poetry and presented his research papers in many countries. His poems and research articles were widely published in journals like Heartland Review, Nebraska Writers Guild, Poetry Centre San Jose, Underground Writers Association, Word Fountain, A New Ulster, to mention a few. His book Poems of the Void was the finalist for the EYELANDS BOOKS AWARD. Kopuri is presently an independent research scholar in Contemporary Poetry, silence, and Holocaust poetry. He lives in his hometown Machilipatnam with his mother teaching and writing.

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