Monday, June 15, 2009

The Miracle Boy

Foreword: This is the long-promised poem to Deshraj, for Deshraj. For the boy who’s indispensable, to a lot of people who matter to me, including yours truly.

He walked with a stride,

He laughed like a child,

His words were mild,

He had nothing to hide.

He loved all abound;

Was loved by all around,

Around him was found

Silence amidst sound.

He transformed tears

Into smiling faces

He hid his fears

In unknown places.

Black he wore, yet he shone

Style came from sources unknown!

He played all day,

Yet was no dull Jack

He was ready to help

Before you could ask

Always full of vim

Always radiating

Anyone around him

Would need no gearing.

His smile would enchant

Spirits that didn’t flex

His eyes so elegant

Could do a hex.

He’s a friend with all

Never misses a call

He’s never too far,

Of all he’s a part.

3 comments:

deshraj said...

nice yaar....thank you very very much....

sritama said...

deshraj must be feelin at da top of da world now.......great re!!!!
newa...deh is a gem of a person....n ur poem is nice 2..

khub baje marka commnet likhlam....sorry

tiyash said...

shotti desh haoay urchhish nirghaat!!!
newa i think the poem is perfect and desh deserves it..absolutely wonderful the person that he is!!

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