After undergoing the usual  ceremonial purification's;
and between a journey to an unknown hut on a honey-moon;
Bare, She came with a bowl* , filled with wine of red grapes;
Drinking all  little drops; I left nothing, leaving it empty;
  Had I drank half the bowl , I would have survived;
If left it untouched; I would have further more  lived.
But, someone now announced that I am totally dead !

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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NOTE:
The word "bowl", symbolizes, the life span of a human being.