MY POEMS FOR MAGNUS
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Magnus' great bassplayer's talent and his powerful impressive play give me big inspiration for writing my poetry for him. I realize my poems are not the best present for him. But they’re from bottom of my faithful heart. And moreover what can I do more to so Great person as Magnus? I’m just filled with sincere admiration and raptures over his colorful talent. And I want very much to make something pleasant to Magnus, because he gives me so much happiness and delight by his wonderful play. So, this my verse:
* * * O, Magnus, you’re the Greatest Wizard, In your fine hands guitar just sings. Your playing – it’s as like rock blizzard. You’re great bassplayer, you’re the King. What power, energy, expression. You’re genius in any style. Your play is fill with inspiration, Though we’re apart by many miles Your play gives me a fine adventure To wonderful rock music world. My heart is full with joy and rapture, And I have no enough fine words To show you my admiration. It’s energy, great power, storm, It’s your fine feelings, inspiration, It’s all – your playing – great and strong. Moreover you have golden soul, That you put in your every work. And you deserve huge praise and glory, Your music is the whole world. * * * The power metal, heavy metal, The rock – for me it was deep dark, Before I heard your fine bass playing – I was surprised, I was struck. There’re helmets, swords, big chains and hammer You’re just great Viking, but good Knight. And as if the warm breath of summer Your fine “Romance” so gentle, light. You’re Metalmonster in the leather, With heavy powerful bass play, It’s metal really, so aggressive, So hugest might that brings away. But strip away the leather, metal, And this bass god is difference man – Intelligent, with gold heart, gentle And so romantic. Yes, you can Be always absolutely different, Or powerful, majestic, hard, Or melodic, just gentle, lyric. Your splendid playing won my heart.* * * Alas, my verse don’t shine a variation, In every poem, yes, I write one and the same: I convey you delight and admiration, With gratitude I’m whispering your name. I always try to find for old my feelings New words, that more inspired and more bright. I try to find, what’s better way of dealing With my delight and love, but not to lose my pride. So, let my poems overcome big distance And touch your heart with huge my gratitude. And let my words will be my some assistance For your huge talent and great play. Bless you. * * * My Idol, please, except my verse, As gratitude and admiration. There’s one on whole universe Who won my heart by great creation – You’re gorgeous in each style always – Strong, powerful and independent, You’re great musician with gold soul And you have fine deep understanding Of human’s nature, hearts and minds. Your melody is fascinating, You’re genius, you’re One of kind, My Idol, I am captivated By your impressive perfect play, By your amazing endless talent. I’m sure my rave for you won’t fail. Believe me, now I just can not Imagine how I lived before I knew you – brilliant bassplayer, Someone did never win me more By splendid play than you, my captor.
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* * * You kill me with your play, So beautiful and great, My heart follows your amazing sounds of guitar. It’s so inspiring fly Of feelings to sky-high There are your splendid music only and attractive stars. When I heard your guitar, My heart as if woke up, Your music took away me from abyss of hard despair. Your music on my mind - The best what I could find, Your playing is my guiding star and hope everywhere.
* * * Again I’ve not enough appropriate all words For saying how great your finest talent. Believe me there's no some bassplayer else in world As you – expressive, talented and gallant. And your incredibly impressive thrilling play That may to tell without words wherever In any song. Your play is genius and great. I’ll not be tired to tell it forever. Your wonderful light magic touch to strings, Your lovely guitar' pay is captivating , Not saying any word you give dreams wings To all high dreams. Your play is fascinating. I listen you with silent huge delight, I always listen you with rapt attention. You're talented indeed, you are just like sunlight, Your talent worth sincere admiration.
* * * I fond happiness in admiration For your great talent, your amazing play. Believe me, you became my fine salvation, My brightest guiding star on my life-way. I fond pleasure in my poems-writing That's full of praises, rave and thankfulness To you. Your talent is so many-sided, To watch your play - it's just the highest bliss.
* * * O, Magnus, you amaze me more and more, You’ve splendid, bright and many-sided talent, You're great bassplayer, genius, you won My heart. Moreover you are fine and gallant, You’re generous, you have golden heart, You spring to help for somebody and always. Your fine expressive play is greatest art. For anything you put your heart and soul.
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