You

YOU

You are the need of the hour
You are an invigorating, enlivening shower
You are a bopping, hopping, delicate flower
You are a model modified rare.

You are a personification of Beauty
You are an enviable epitome of Duty
You are a synonym for sweetness
You are past brutal bestial bruteness.

You are my throbbing heart’s constant beat
You are, for the mortal eyes, an immortal treat
You are a sunny shining Spring day
You are a love’s infinite beatific ray.

You are an unbiased mirrior of veracity
You are a temperate breeze of generosity
You are a pain soaking sponge of piety
You are a perfect paragon of purity.

You are a steadily shining guiding star
You are a gift of virtues excellence par
You are a brimmimng overflowing joy jar
Ah! Losing your company is a loss past repair.

©Shankar D Mishra    24.01.2017