In a single missing heartbeat, you appeared... My life remained a question to be answered, The meaning of fulfillment was not defined, An emptiness of mind’s oneness, declined
Longing for years to get my love acceptance With a simple joy of sharing, in reminiscence and to close the endless nights of loneliness To live on earth, in grief and togetherness
Your sacred love is tastier than grape wine The ode of your sweat seems to be divine. My body, mind, spirit, all begins to race Rays of moonlight roll down on my face.
Reviewer: JOPAUL JOHN ERNAKULAM I have carefully read Williamsji’s, Collection of poems named as "ARRAVIRALTHUMBATH" It is a diversified book in terms of it’s own contents, depicting various faces of humanity. A good collection worth reading and preserving in my library. Regards Joe Paul John ERNAKULAM