Walking on Air
Yousif Ibrahim Abubaker 1986 (Omdurman)
There are a million ways you draw beautiful paint in my life as the whole of your care, your love is like moonlight shining beauty, so that little souls are reflecting each other obliquely as in cracked mirrors; behold in your own reflection.
You're the conqueror of every donkey work given out seriously; you're a dependable fountainhead of relief & cheeriness; you're my back-up when I fall, I feel in you more than you know; You have my overall reverence & appreciation.
If I were hanged on the highest hill, I know whose love would follow me still, your heart in a loving embrace, light lashes just sweeping my face, never hereafter to wake; you're fireproof when I'm a troublemaker; you give advice when I shout out like a drum.
My dear paradise, your love makes every day of my life happy and delight. I'm always yours from my heart and forever, you cannot be defined by words. Sometimes there aren't enough words in any language to express how you are important for us; you basically fill with infinite wisdom.
Your affection is an opacity; you're always acted for my riddles, huge and a little; your attachment overheat me day after day, So I'm dauntless, safe and sound, whenever you're around; you are such a simple, but there's sense hardly understood; your love taught me the letters.
I wish I had words to tell how much you mean to me; your unconditional love makes me happy, strong, secure; you're the best and wisest person, without you, there would be no life is wandering aimlessly, without direction or terminus.
I could never fill, no matter how I'm tired; I have joy, contentment, satisfaction and peace, I keep my eye in you and glance a walking wonder; your unfailing intimacy out of edge, your strength to soothe my every damage.
The wheel you are on charge, unselfishly, every minute, every charm moments, makes me so beholden with open arms and open heart; sometimes at your expense relates to you and your loving care; a lifetime memory brings to me; I look across the years and see myself beside your knee.
About this poem
I wrote this on 6th of October 2022. This poem is dedicated to my lovely mother. It's so hard to put into words just how much your mom means to you. After all, how could you possible convey all the love and support she's given you over the years.
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