The Thirty Fifth Poem- Precious People

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 Precious People💎


Treasure those people
Who are gifted to you in life;
Listen to the voice that is feeble,
Whispering the words of the wise.

God bless the beings
Who are there for each other;
Setting apart their life’s proceedings,
They are present for another.

God helps you through them
In moments of despair;
God makes you shine again ’cause of them,
’Cause they’re there and they always care.

The ones who help us selflessly,
Without asking for anything in return;
The ones who reach out when we’re crying helplessly,
Are the ones worth being valued a ton.

In a world where genuineness is in dearth,
It is comforting to see selfless people;
They are unspoken gems on this earth,
Always being there and helping us be stable.

Lucky are those who have such people, cause they’re rare;
I feel blessed to have mine in my life;
The gems in my life know who they are,
I am grateful for always having them by my side.

They tell me when I go wrong,
They always have the best intentions for me,
They encourage me to be strong,
They’re always present for me, however busy they might be.

Seeing them leads to admiration;
I hope one day I can be that person for someone;
From selfless people, I take inspiration,
’Cause if you’ve made a difference in someone's life, then you’ve won.

- Jaanvi Veluguleti

Comments

  1. Pratima29 December 2023 at 22:44

    You are already admired in many ways...Thanking God for all the blessings and seeking His grace always.

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  2. Sairam Ravu30 December 2023 at 07:14

    Good one! Reminder at end of the year to be grateful for all those selfless people!!

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  3. Madhavan7 February 2024 at 07:37

    I have not read something as good as this in a while. Great choice of words. God bless !!

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