Exemplifying character,
glorifying talent,
you conquered the hearts of humankind...
When you strike the goal,
your eyes lift to the sky,
and a flying kiss to God
falls upon my soul...
That image lives within me,
a treasure eternal,
a light I carry in heart and spirit...
Ballon d'Or upon Ballon d'Or,
time itself bows to you;
none can surpass your radiance,
not until the last judgment day
writes its final verse in history...
In November 2025
you step upon the soil of Kerala,
where I first opened my eyes
while I now dwell in England,
my poetry of you crossing oceans,
whispered and acclaimed
in voices of love...
O Messi,
you and I merge
in the eternity of beauty,
in the boundlessness of truth,
in the mystery of love
that knows no borders,
no end...
O flame of grace,
you shine beyond time.
Each goal you gift to the sky
becomes a prayer,
a kiss of light to God...
The Ballon d'Or crowns you,
yet it is your spirit that rules,
no rival shall eclipse your name
till the last dawn of history...
From Kerala to England,
my verses carry your glory,
for in you I find
the beauty of eternity,
the truth of love unbound...
Messi,
you are not just a player,
you are the heartbeat of the world...
You are not only a player,
you are a river flowing through hearts...
When you score,
you raise your eyes to the sky,
and in that flying kiss to God,
I feel my own soul touched...
Your victories are not just yours,
they belong to humanity,
to all who dream,
to all who hope.
No crown, no Ballon d'Or,
can measure the radiance of your spirit.
Even time itself cannot outrun you...
In November 2025,
you walk upon the soil of Kerala,
where my journey began.
Now I am in England,
but my words travel the world,
carrying my love for you...
Messi,
you are eternity in motion,
the truth of beauty,
the boundless flame of love...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem