Golden 

If I could paint his heart 

Any colours 

It wouldn’t be any rainbow colours 

It wouldn’t be gold 

For he is all the colours in this world 

But his heart was greater than that 

If I could paint his heart 

There would only be light 

For his heart is so much more 

Than gold 

For not only do we see his pure heart

But we also see his soul 

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One thought on “Golden 

  1. “For he is all the colours in this world.” This poem is really magical. How you’ve painted the poem with colours of “soul” and “pure heart” to describe a person is artistic.

    “She loves, cares and never complains,
    She’s Panacea who takes away my pains.”
    Read an ode on “Mother” at
    https://akashsingh2017.wordpress.com/2017/06/12/mother/
    Hope you will like it. Don’t forget to leave a comment as it’s precious. 🙂

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