MAGNUM OPUS

I always wanted to write him a poem; a poem that will describe him as the poem itself. This is my 3am thought. I am neither Lang Leav nor Michael Faudet but I breathe in poetry and he is my favorite one.


You are one great of a color;

yet to appear in a canvass

You are one great of an art;

like the London red bus

You are one great of a scenery;

whom inspired this piece

You are one great of a bliss;

making me feel home and at ease


You are one great of a star;

that lights up my whole night sky

You are one great of an ocean;

where I can drown and die

You are one great of a plateau;

filled with exquisite flower

You are one great of life’s wonder;

the world yet to discover


You are one great of a word;

my lips like most to utter

You are one great of a calligraphy;

my hands can’t muster

You are one great of a conundrum;

I have yet to comprehend

You are one great of a poem;

with love I have written

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