Treasure Island

Naga Aparna Komarraju


My Boy, My Joy


My love, my heart
My soul, my spirit
My being, my feeling
My pleasure, my treasure
Its you my boy
Its you my joy.

My strength, my breath
My haven, my heaven
My friend, my angel
My darling, my blessing
Its you my boy
Its you my joy.

For you I live
For you I die
For you I pine
For you're divine
My sun, my son
My boy, my joy!


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Submitted: Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Edited: Thursday, September 22, 2011
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  • Latifah Diaz (4/25/2007 10:43:00 AM)

    i like this poem because it is very interesting and it reminds me of someone very special to me (Report) Reply

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