'Ode To My Heartthrob Papa'

           

'Ode To My Papa'
             O My Heartthrob Papa!
You affix yourself in my cheery,
Becomes more gladder than me.
For my elation and that pleasure,
You abet me with exquisite grace.
            O My Heartthrob Papa!
In the aeon of paradoxical sphere,
As a victor you accord ballgames.
Fortify me with full of pity & love,
Napped later siesta of me always.
            O My Heartthrob Papa!
Your emergence in my gaieties,
The euphoria amplifies in beauty.
Almighty's Almighty stands short,
In front of you also in etiquettes.
            O My Heartthrob Papa!
At my 5, those lone 248 cric. runs,
You designed for me emphatically
Were a humongous total for me!
An inspirer, admirer &  best friend.
            O My Heartthrob Papa!
            O My Heartthrob Papa!

'SRKism' (Part 2).

King's aromatic smirk consisting a pair of captivating dimple,
Anyone can covet to be trapped under the custody of thine arm.
Magnanimity at it's apogee of thee & still mannerly simple.
All with beauty itself will canonize to be lost in thine charm.(1)

For the intent to conclude of thee is to 'crack the whip' cosmos by you.
For all those unconcluded gig,thou did & some are getting through.(2)

The Tiara enthrones on the captiulum of only the ruling King.
Epoch to jump for joy & beat the drum in 'idee fixe' dance & sing.(3)

For us, thou have been a stirring & spurring figure who is mostly venerated.
For family, best monogamist, a blessed sire of 2 princes & 1 pixie from which thou can't be separated.(4)