Radhika Karia

He’s Everything...

He’s the sunshine in my world,
He’s the air I can not see,
He’s the old tree in my backyard,
He’s the sweetest honey from the bee.

He is the giggle of a three year old,
He’s the first raindropp on the dry land,
He’s the prayer of an old woman,
He’s the lost song from the 60’s band.

He’s the warmth I feel in a cold room,
He’s the strength of a single parent,
He’s the finger that a child held,
He’s the money that was wisely spent.

He’s the first kiss of a teenage girl,
He’s the movie I saw millions of times,
He’s the time that would never pass alone,
He’s the poem that perfectly rhymes.

He’s the sugar coating on an expensive chocolate,
He’s the favorite perfume I always wear,
He’s the old pair of jeans I can never throw out,
He’s the gold coin which would forever stay rare.

He’s the long drive on a starry night,
He’s the heartbeat of a love so blind,
He’s the diamond of an engagement ring,
He’s the only perfect man I could find.

He’s the dream I see with open eyes,
He’s the tattoo I can’t ever get rid of,
He’s the engraving on my beating heart,
He’s the medicine for my cough.

He’s the perfect rose in my garden,
He’s everything I wanted him to be.
He’s the grave I want to be placed next to,
He’s the person who ever dared to love me.

Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 11, 2006
Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 10, 2010

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  • Jahangir Khan (11/17/2006 6:06:00 PM)

    hi RK, really nice one.
    I would say, if you still have chance go for him! ! !
    take care

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  • Vidhi Ghodgaonkar (11/13/2006 4:06:00 AM)

    B - E - A utiful! ! ! ! ! ! ur best huny.... ur everything to me ;)

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