september

September was special
but that was eons ago
when my birthday was
a celebration
for those who
had seen me grow
from a sickly child
to a studious teen
who steadfastly fulfilled
her family's dreams
(her own remained
a secret buried deep
----
to have someone say
your beauty brightens my day)


now September comes and goes
there is a dinner, a present,
almost always an argument

if it were in my power
I would erase September
as also the pretense.

(priya)
22.9.2015