Midas and his golden touch: Poem

 

                                  

 

My spirited saviour, My North star true,
Pure and humane, he sparkles through!
Conquers with wit, the armour of few,
Gentility and warmth -manifests blue.

The depth of his eyes, the strength of that smile,
A benign countenance, a helping hand:
The right concoction to warm a wounded heart ;
A shining soul sets him apart.
Sculpted and carved in a mould so majestic,
Every aspect of his persona, undeniably magnetic,
Be it a sigh or a laugh, any day he’s hypnotic.

Perfection his prize possession,
Patience permeates his every action.
Legendary in my life, to be replaced by none
On my priority list, he is the number one.
Knowing this nobleman is the worthiest privilege
Even the Nobel prize wouldn’t be a fair trade.

His acquaintance is a bewildering award;
With my very psyche, he strikes a chord.
My celebrity to worship and applaud-
To protect and comfort, I’ll forever stand guard!

The guiding light, in my dark night,
Mighty and upright, he’s my Knight!
His existence an inexplicable delight-
The glowing moon in a bleak twilight.

Count on him to do things right.
His look of scrutiny will hook and ignite,
No escaping his charm- a rare, rare sight.
Sends your heart soaring like a kite,
The journey with him is an ascending flight.
Trust him to take you to an astounding height,
A true hero in his own right !!

Wisdom to inspire, humour to excite,
Tact to conspire, to make lovely every tonight.
No mincing words: he’s forthright,
With a remarkable ease, he wins every fight.
He sure knows to put a smile on you, bright,
A way with words and a unique insight-
The Eighth Wonder, that’s him all right!
Colours my life of black and white,
In a desolate soul, he’s the inner light.
At the centre of my world, I hold him tight !!

The soothing wave in a raging ocean,
An agent of calm in the thunderstorm.
A shoulder to lean on, a pillar of support,
Asylum offered in his open fort.

From this celestial entity, many lessons to learn :
Become deserving of the praise you earn!
Not to be one of the herd.
Actions speak louder than a word.
Beauty does lie in the beholder’s eye.
Hold your silence than tell a lie.

In a thorny path, he clears your way.
Sees straight through you like it’s child’s play.
Your control crumbles as your emotions betray
A love for his radiance that lights up the day !!!

For my God sent gift! Wonder as I may,
There just doesn’t seem to be an adequate repay…
In his unpredictable adventure, any harm I will slay,
Be it the highs or lows- Swear I will stay.
My body may rot and soul decay,
No memory of his will ever fade away.

     

       

      

       

      

     

     

     

     

    

    

     

     

     

     

     

  

     

     

      

     

     

     

     

     

      

     

      

      

     

     

    

     

    

     

     

     

     

      

      

      

     

    

     

     

     

    

     

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