His face is a pure light,
His eyes has innocence plight.
He does not know his own true nature,
He is a god's gifted creature.
The roundness of his face depicts no confusion,
His hands gestures are brain's intrusions.
He has a mind,full of good thoughts,
He has his frequency matching to the chords.
He is clear on his goals,
His back up plans did not serve humanity's trolls.
His first achievement was celebrated by all,
His fellow friends and family had never let him fall.
His sound always hits the air vibrantly,
His soul always burns fiercely.
His passion inspires me
For working hard towards what I want to be.
The day I attain success,
He will be the first one to know that I am blessed.
May he walk on joy's path every moment,
Because his purity and wisdom is measurable till eternity's end .
some or light
lights up the night
just the glow
is a show
i have a friend
thats had ablend
of
beauitfull
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