My wife
You are the essence of my life
My free space
Where no one could dare to trace
Or follow my pace
My wife
you are my own place
Where I hang all my faults
And keep my secrets
And hide my face
My wife
You are my holy place
Where I fully enjoy myself
As no one dare disturb my peace
And where I secure my soul
When the dark moments roll over me and roll
Then my wife you are the wall
My tall wall, safe wall
Where to lean, when tired and sick of all
My wife,
You are my last resort before I fall
In fact you did never let me fall
The bearer of my beautiful ones
Beautiful girls and beautiful sons
And the bearer of my secrets too,
they are with tons
You are my favourite song
That I like to sing
During all seasons
Winter, summer, fall and spring
You are still the melody
That stealthily leaks with art
Into my veins, then into my heart
To soothe all my pains
My wife
You are the flame
When darkness is difficult to tame
And when I am -alone- to blame
You come to defend my name
From any notorious fame
And that is your favourite game
You always like to play
As my akin twin
Whether I lose or win
My wife
You are the pair of my soul
And the remedy for my family as a whole
Remedy for the child when she cries
Remedy for the old when she wants to rise
Remedy for the young to appease
Remedy for the sick to release
And for the guest to feel at ease
And for the friend when sad to please
You are for the lost to guide to his goal
And you are ready to give them all
And respond for any immediate call
In the mid night
Or during the light
or in the middle of the fight
You are always there with advice
And you are always right
My wife...you are always right!
You are the one
Who never says 'No'
In summer or snow
Oh, my wife
You are the twin of my life
My valued treasure
My happiness that no one could measure
You are the source of all pleasure
Loveliest Tribute to a wife ever told, never pale, sometimes while reading I thought this could be also a Florence Nightingale. Frank and free magniificent Tribute, sweetest worded. Thank you for sharing. A 10++++++ for the vote
Thank you so much M.J. Lemon for sparing time to read and comment on my poem.
A good poem and the poem pertaining to the dearest one to the poet is beautifully dedicated in such love, sympathy and all positiveness of the marital relation.
Wealth is inherited from parents but an ideal partner comes from God............... Nice poem, Dr. Ahmed...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ah so, this poem is dedicated to your wife MARRIAM, one of your four wives as I know now, according to your words. Donna is the one whom you like most or is it Marriam? Sorru that I ask, since these names are confusing me. As I can guess you live now with your latest (youngest) wife now. Is she Marriam or Donna? Thanks for any response.