Beauty personified
Portraying in true light, the grandeur of your matchless beauty
Is a quest that tends to the impossible
But, if valour be the worthy trait of word-knighthood
Then, the frail shadow of the seeming impossible shall I trail
Truly, the peacock has been adjudged “beautiful” by mortals
At the splendour of your majesty, it can only get uglier
To all that was, is, and would be, you gave inspiration
With a brilliant radiance, the sun illuminates the earth
And with a peaceful glow, the moon keeps the night awake
Without your tutor, of what sort a feat can they make?
You’re the compelling urge that once crossed Da Vinci’s savvy mind
To paint in colours and convey on canvass; The Last Supper
Alas! You’re the smooth, serendipitous inspiration
Whose clue never traveled the secular path of diva’s mind
But you chose to grace my ink and note
Favoured, then should I be called
Darling, please come sail the oceans of life with me
Honey, come make my heart your eternal abode
For with you, I would carve ageless monuments in lyrics
Yes, I’d scribble stunning magnum-opus with artful lines
And when my noble readers laud my strides with sweet accolades
I’d channel them all to your benevolence
To the bedrock of my inspiration
The turbo-power that jumpstarts my artistic drive
Jehova Shalom, Jehova Ralpha
poem by Adebayo Akande Smartfingers
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