By Shanmukha Vitta
How do you do it with such ease?
Like you are nuclear powered,
I watch as you pass by—steady, radiant, leaving behind a warmththat lingers long after you’re gone.
You don’t just exist;you ignite.
What does the word "tiring" even mean to you?
I marvel at you,not just for what you do,but for what you leave behind—a world just a little brighter,a little softer,a little more alive.
For the faces that lit up on your existence
can definitely prove my point,
I finally believe that beauty lies in the actions,
not in the beauty outside.
By Shanmukha Vitta
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