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Oct 2012
End is a playing doll, made of bones;
Later it becomes usual tomb stones.
It’s a hymn that all must learn
While the corpse is taken to burn
Our home is not on earth to rest
We are just only like normal the dust.
Lament after shadow dispels dark,
Take up within ours we fail to mark
in a little while our holidays decay;
Bearing anguish our lives go away;
Feeling thirst in drought, our souls;
The story repeats; the same unrolls,
In love with the critical last breath,
The cycle goes on around the corners
Of  Birth,  life,  disease, as winners

By Williamsji Maveli
Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
Williamsji (Williams George) is a freelance writer, based in Ernakulam, Kerala, India. His recent collection of lyrics is being titled as "Arramviralthumbath..." (On the tip of the sixth finger..), published by H &C; BOOKS, TRICHUR, KERALA STATE IN INDIA. He was much fascinated with the poetry lessons of his Master in English literature K.Sachidananan, Professor in English at Christ College during 1970s. Also popular Malayalam Literary Critic Mampuzha Kumaran inspired him in developing the poetic talents which was dormant in him. He turned to writing lyrics and penned nearly 300 songs for Malayalam film journals, specially for “Cinerama” , a popular cine weekly during 1970’s published from Quilon in Kerala under the guidance of prominent Malayalam writer *** editor late Kambiserry Karunakaran. The he became a regular contributor to many Malayalam monthly journals and weekly publications, writing poems, lyrics, short stories, novels, screen plays and film criticisms.

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Williamsji Maveli
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Williamsji Maveli  Angamaly, Ernakulam
(Angamaly, Ernakulam)   
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