Its high time i thought of writing about this person. He is one of the strongest person I have ever seen in my life. Being a mentor to me and so many other aspiring people, he has been with me when I was next to nothing. He has made me. With his enthusiasm and confidence, he can win the heart of anyone in a matter of just a little time. This poem is dedicated to this great personality who has changed thousands of lives including me and is still going on.
In magnificent white, taking strides into your mind,
We call him, a man of value a man of passion,
Vibes of positivity emanating from eyes,
In here he brought that energy in motion,
First time I saw him, on the glistering stage,
With a fire in his eyes, that thrived on me,
And I strived to be him, thus he shoved upon me,
A man of blessings, all that I could see
As he always shares, the words of wisdom,
What dreams are, how to them be adhered,
As he talks the talk, no talk can talk,
What doubts you have, all he can clear,
Inside the white, the white of luxury,
Impeccable metal finishes, placid run,
He says, burn yourself, so only heart remains
If only you want to shine like the sun.
Holding together, no one should fall,
Confronting all that lies ahead,
So the young guns could fire, their bullets of dreams
Deep into the future, deep into their heads
The one who raised me, when I was down on my knees,
The one responsible for the Bangalore family,
With eyes of vision, the josh machine
A man of dreams, we call him Vinayji
