My Salvation Poem by Kumar Pratham

As I travel down my Odyssey,
Which hopefully will be my legacy,
I wonder if you'll be it's part,
Rest assured it's not late to start,
Your lovely innocent face,
& your astonishing frenetic pace,
Filled with great poise & purpose,
Making all those brave men nervous,
Milady! These great qualifications,
In every known way I admire,
Aren't some illusory gratifications,
Making you my exquisite desire,
I bet you can't forsee the exultation,
That will perhaps come upon,
You will be like my salvation,
& all my worries will forever be gone.