Unwrapped gift from God.

Job Welime

The color of the flowers seem to fade away,The sunset and sunrise
seem less impressive everyday,
In front of her beauty,none of them stands tall,
Compared to her radiance even the sun and moon feels so small.Chandeliers of her eyes,
illuminating the whole chamber of my heart to an ethereal elegance.She's an orchird full of love,
There's something about her that tickels you everytime she laughs,
And the joy in her smiles goes down deep a million miles,it's never enough,
She's like the fine wine that lifts my soul to the hierarchy of many fantasies,where the living never dies,
She lights up my days she is my sun,Everytime she talks to me I feel like all the heavenly melodies are singing to my ears,
She's the unlock pattern to my heart,she gets access to it without hinderance,
She explores and nurtures whatever that's inside there,
I won't call her my soulmate,No! I know nothing about souls,
I call her my friend, because genuine friends are like angels,
They effortlessly trigger our joy and gladden our hearts,
If am to describe them, I would say,
They are the unwrapped gifts we receive naturally from God inform of human beings,
She's this gift for me.

 

  • Author: Job Welime (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 1st, 2021 11:15
  • Comment from author about the poem: Nothing but love and more love.😍
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 15
  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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Comments2

  • Lyriclitty

    Very endearing love it 🥰

    • Job Welime

      I appreciate you.

    • Accidental Poet

      Sounds like love to me. Great write . 👍

      • Job Welime

        Thank you,,,I like your name Accidental Poet,,, I hope it was a beautiful accident.



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