epitomy – Nadir Keval

Nadir Keval
April 29, 2010
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Poem: Epitomy of Happy

Poem: Epitomy of Happy https://nadirkeval.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Smile-Wallpaper-keep-smiling-8317565-1024-7681.jpg 1024 768 Nadir Keval Nadir Keval https://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/030c6096b24f94cfe8eb7c98ec6b40b9f34121a2f2f635aab0ee5b454e2479f4?s=96&d=mm&r=g April 29, 2010 April 11, 2014

She’s the epitomy of beauty,
Brings dreams of happiness
From the depths of fantasy,
Into a reality.
She appeals to my every attribute,
Makes me feel like my love’s the truth.
She has the smile of an angel,
You’ll see innocence in her every angle.
She’s the epitomy of beauty,
In more than just the physical,
But in her soul’s purity,
Making me fall in love with her daily.
The day I met her, I fell into a daze,
And since then, my feelings have become,
More than just a phase.
There’s things about her that I love,
And there’s thing I could do without.
But this woman’s everything I could ever ask for,
It’d be an insult to ask God for any more.
He’s sent me my own guardian,
To love and cherish me,
Without any hurting.
Now, I’m praying for the courage, to maybe,
Ask her to become my lady,
By blessing me even more,
And saying yes when I ask if she’d marry me.
I dream of days when we could start a family,
With children we would adore.
A daughter just like her
And a son, whose love for us is unconditional.
Baby, will you help me,
In finding reason to smile?
‘cause all I need to be satisfied with life,
is the chance to be your husband and make you my wife.

Nadir Keval
November 17, 2009
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Poem: Devalued Priceless

Poem: Devalued Priceless https://nadirkeval.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/poetry-magnetic-pieces1.jpg 1168 1168 Nadir Keval Nadir Keval https://secure.gravatar.com/avatar/030c6096b24f94cfe8eb7c98ec6b40b9f34121a2f2f635aab0ee5b454e2479f4?s=96&d=mm&r=g November 17, 2009 April 16, 2014

They say, “You’ll never make it;
Without the money,
Life as a poet is pointless.”
What about the movement?
In the souls of readers,
In the hearts of lovers,
In the minds of dreamers,
In the humanity of disbelievers?
It’s easy to see,
That life is filled with simplicity.
That is the essence of poetry:
A depiction of reality,
Placed perfectly,
So as to reflect the essence of beauty.
Does that means there’s an intertwine,
between Poetic and Beautiful minds?
Might they be the same?
Both so amazing to find,
Yet so rare to see combined?
Money? Well, it runs the world.
But it loses all value,
If it penetrates the soul.
I’m not saying I don’t wanna be a millionaire,
But not for myself, but for those who deserve a share.
A share at opportunity
And food to eat.
The world’s in need of assistance,
In need of people looking for justice,
in every heartbeat.
This is the epitomy of poetry:
Speaking out words,
Seeming simple,
But moving soul mountains,
In hopes that something will shift,
Becoming a way to bring back “happy”.
What worth is wealthy,
If u have no peace when you sleep?
If not making a difference,
Are you really using your existence,
To the best of your ability?
Ask yourself that,
But be warned:
There’s a chance, no matter your goodness,
You’ll find a small (seeming large) section of bitterness.
Think.
Elevate minds.
Travel through hearts.
Impact lives.