happy birthday poems

happy birthday poems

happy birthday poems

The search for “happy birthday poem” is one of the most relevant on the Spanish-speaking web. This is not surprising, everyone wants to give an original detail to their loved ones, and a poem has all the necessary qualities for such a treat. Who has not dreamed of looking at the happy face of a loved one when receiving words collected just for her?

Thinking about this, In this article some of the best-known happy birthday poems on the web have been compiled. Among the writers that have been chosen, the following stand out: Mario Benedetti; Camilo José Cela and Arjona Delia. Without further ado, these are 6 happy birthday poems.

"Happy Birthday", by the Argentine poet Delia Arjona

with your new birthday

you go up the steps,

You're getting older.

Today it is toasted and celebrated,

and the affection is reflected

because you are the best!

Happy birthday to you!

Come with many gifts

and you can enjoy it.

May you fulfill all your dreams,

be they big or small,

may you always shine!

"Fourteen verses on a woman's birthday", by the Spanish poet Camilo José Cela

(Poemilla tiny and embarrassed, tenuous, proud and slightly arrogant, which

It must be read naked and with great parsimony)

When my heart began to swim in the mighty river of joy of the most

clean water horseshoes

And I discovered that in the soul of the woman there are five seasons of graceful

silhouette

I heard the nightingale whistle from the village churchyard and I chased away the bad guys from my skin.

thoughts

I removed from me the grim omens of weakness, disease, hunger,

war misery and gaps in consciousness.

I began to timidly smell the gymnastic air of the beauty that sleeps with you

And I flew so high that I lost sight of the air of the greenhouses, the still water of the

ditches and the purifying fire also the clayey and stony earth that

floor and in which I will be forgotten by your hand

I love you full of hope

Your life is still too short to cherish hope

And today your birthday is perhaps excessive

Today you are a thousand years old

I would like to dance in a closed room with death crowned with emeralds and

rubies i crowned with moss and pins

To proclaim in the realm of the loneliest whales

My sweet dream with these overwhelmed words

I proclaim out loud the fear that happiness produces in me.

“Como Siempre”, by the Uruguayan poet Mario BenedettiMario Benedetti

even if you meet today

three hundred thirty-six months

the Methuselah age does not show when you

At the moment when the cruel win

you enter to find out the joy of the world

let alone you still notice

when you fly seagull over phobias

Or you will unravel the knotty grudges

good age to change statutes and horoscopes

so that your spring flows love without misery

so that you face the mirror that demands

and you think you're pretty

and you are beautiful

it is hardly worth wishing you joy and loyalty

since they will surround you like angels or sailboats

it is obvious and understandable

than apples and jasmine

and the car attendants and the cyclists

and the daughters of the villeros

and the lost puppies

and the bugs from San Antonio

and match boxes

they consider you one of their own

so wish you a happy birthday

could be so unfair to your happy

birthday

remember this law of your life

if some time ago you were miserable

that also helps to affirm today

your bliss

anyway, it's not new to you

that the world

and me

we really love you

but I always a little more than the world.

“When I came to this world”, by the Cuban poet Nicolás Guillén

When I came to this world,

no one was waiting for me;

so my deep pain

I am relieved by walking

Well, when I came to this world,

I say to you,

no one was waiting for me.

I watch men being born,

I watch the men go by;

you have to walk

you have to look to see,

you have to walk

Others cry, I laugh,

because laughter is health:

Spear of my might,

breastplate of my virtue.

Others cry, I laugh,

because laughter is health.

I walk on my feet

without crutches or cane,

and my whole voice is

the entire voice of the son.

I walk on my feet

without crutches or cane.

With the soul raw,

below, sleep and work;

the bottom one will be up

when the one above is below.

With the soul raw,

down, sleep and work.

There are people who don't like me

because I am very humble;

they will see how they die

and that I even go to his funeral,

with that and that they don't want me

because I am very humble.

I watch men being born,

I watch the men go by;

you have to walk

you have to live to see

you have to walk

When I came to this world,

I say to you,

no one was waiting for me;

so my deep pain,

I say to you,

I am relieved by walking

I say to you,

Well, when I came to this world,

I say to you,

no one was waiting for me!

“To your birthday”, by the Argentine poet Emilio Pablo

Look!… I am like the rose bush

that only in flowers is provided;

just waiting for them to work

for your life to decorate;

my poetry, indeed;

that which comes from within;

carry my feelings

the deepest and most beautiful;

shock of it hidden

in my crystal soul

What are you coming for?… To toast

for your birthday this day;

already celebrate the joy

to enjoy your friendship;

let it rain happiness

so what a full drizzle,

so that you soak with it

this day in your existence;

and thus, these verses carry

kisses and hugs without pair.

“There is much to celebrate”, by the Chilean poet Eduardo León de la Barra

there is much to celebrate

from zero to twelve

let the people riot

and come say hi.

They don't have to rush

if anyone did not remember

although it clarified a while ago

that I do not move from here,

today NAME has a birthday again

since the sun came up.

"Tenth birthday to a mother", by the Venezuelan poet Juan Ortiz

La gaviota she is happy

singing his poetry

Well, my mother

Add one year to your account.

a succulent cake

we prepare with affection,

you deserve it, that's right,

for your delivery, for your love,

you are, mother, the best,

noble light, be perfect.


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