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Feb 2013 · 302
Hence...

My thirst dies without your milk;
Hence, I pour to drink my own blood;
My hunger grows without your fruit;
Hence, I cook to eat my own flesh !
Neither I am a man nor a women,
I am the milk; blood;fruit and flesh.
*
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of my short poems "microthemes" by Williamsji Maveli
Feb 2013 · 625
Be a winner......

Whoever wants to be with the evil, will do the cursing,
and those pay back with the angel, will offer blessing;
the time has come for judgement, will you be a sinner ?
or at the end of all things in  life, will you be a winner !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collections of short poems  titled "microthemes" by Williamsji Maveli

Roses blossoms in my inner heart,
from my sky, dark clouds depart;
with the  brightest  rays, sun ascends;
most lovingly, the moon descends.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection "microthemes" by Williamsji Maveli
Feb 2013 · 526
Too bitter-sweet.....

Come into my own
language of silence
of a dream in solitude;
Come with gifted,
rounded ****,
Soft cheeks and eyes as bright
as sunlight on a blue  stream;
Come back in tears,
With memory, hope,
love of yesteryear's,
This dream is so sweet,
too sweet, too bitter-sweet !
*
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Feb 2013 · 277
In her own fate....

A woman is in her own fate;
With her own dreams to rate.
She is the queen who hates;
She is the beauty, who dates.
*
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection "MICROTHEMES"
Feb 2013 · 803
A leaf of a lyric. .....

In times of storms and heavy winds,
bringing together, all scattered minds;
sitting under the sacred big olive tree,
enjoying harmony , peace , console free,
my pure love opens a chapter of an epic;
While, a white dove carry a leaf of a lyric.
This is a symbol of new beginning;
Beautiful daylight;  the sun glistening.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

27th February, 2013
Feb 2013 · 372
Till I Die....

Like a  tenderness glow
on the red  cheeks it  flow;
a  lyric emerge in your eye;
inspire me to write, till I die.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of "MICROTHEMES" poems.
www.moonmakers.com
Feb 2013 · 365
a red fire....

Love is a paralyzed lust
bringing within the best;
a fervent spark of a red fire,
flaming  inside a big desire.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From "Microthems", a collection of micro poems by Williamsji Maveli
Feb 2013 · 470
The mirror faces……

Whenever you try to do a
"Cut and Paste"
of your faces in life;
It deletes the originals,
Giving all imitations;
It limits to your
Shadow faces
To be  unshared faces;
To be  unshaped faces;
To be  unshaded faces;
It is your mirror
facing
one towards the ugly;
the other, as the  elegant.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Feb 2013 · 929
A Divine night.....

With all my full pledged pure love to share;
Whisper in your ears how much  shall I care.
The ****** feeling of you comes and takes rest;
at your hands, while caressing the tender breast,
The sensation and emotion, I endure is so thrilling.
It gets more and more everlasting and fulfilling.
It wakes up all my heavenly passionate senses.
By a gaze into your blue eyes, my body tenses
Kissing with ease at your wet eager lips.
Caress your cheeks with my finger tips.
I whimper with complete delight.
We bring to a close, a divine night.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Feb 2013 · 521
The Male Box...

She tried to open her “Mail Box”:
Wrong User Name & Password
appeared:
“Rejected”

She tried to open her “Male Box”
Successfully Logged in
appeared:
“Accepted”
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From "Microthemes" collections.
MICROTHEMES are verses written
either in two or four lines with a theme
enclosed in it.
Williamsji Maveli
Feb 2013 · 605
Love@first sight!


Love never begins @first sight;
It grows and glows @last fight!
Love buds up like a new mushroom;
It wings and blossoms; in bedroom.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection of "Microthemes" poems by Williamsji Maveli
www.moonmakers.com
Feb 2013 · 540
A byte....

A “byte” will be added to your memory;
By a bite @ your cheeks for recovery;
Your hard disk will be formatted;
After your body is being cremated.  
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of "Microthemes" by Williamsji Maveli
Feb 2013 · 304
Shower me in your rain....

Your spicy body is in my hand,
Your sacred heart is in my mind;
a quest for a shower in your rain;
Heal me from this everlasting pain
*

By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection of "MICROTHEMES", poems.
Feb 2013 · 379
Into her depths....

I drank from her red lips, a drop of grape wine,
With a passion of love and lust preserved, in fine.
I swam along her blue waves, to cross the vast river,
After being wet and drowned into her depths in fever.

*
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection of "MICROTHEMES" poems written by Williamsji Maveli.

Your,
rocky chest is solid;
rosy face is very mild
cherry lips are sweet
blue eyes gives, a treat

Your,
two sumptuous *******
feeds, nurture child's thirsts;
spicy body brings out,  lust;
starry night, late to bed for rest.

Your
sixth sense is of what you feel;
within a precious moment to heal;
I stretch  my hands to borrow;
bestow upon me your sorrow !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection of "Microthemes....." to be released shortly by the author.
Feb 2013 · 694
The Virgin Sips....

Let her kisses carve pain on my lips;
Let her not miss any more ****** sips
which  I offer  her at this elegant dusk;
sitting face-to-face in an old bar desk.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
Sunday, 25th February, 2013
www.williamsji.com
Copy Right to Williamsji
From the Collection titled  "Microthemes...." By Williamsji Maveli, to be released shortly.

Dear  Vasundhara,

My earth is my own
Salt, Sweat and Sweet !
And  She is my only
true and real  love..
I should whisper  
something more
About her:
Open your ears sharp and steady
Life has made us both for each other.
I don’t want you to go away,

Dear Vasundhara ,
my only love.
There is no one else for me.
If you were to go,
you would leave me
now for ever and ever
as worthless as falling leaves.
as fruitless as melting snows.

Dear Vasundhara,  
May I ask you something?
And please do not reject.
I could give you so much love.
If only you will accept me
Take my hand, be my own life

Dear Vasundhara,  
Before the Lord,
I will swear
To give you all  what
I can offer from my life.
For ever Lovingly,
Yours……
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
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**
NOTE TO READERS:
In my own mother-tongue (Malayalam, Regional language of Kerala in India)
the word  “Vasunthara” means " The Earth"
to which I am in love with.....
**
________________
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..
Feb 2013 · 467
A dawn glimpse......

A dawn glimpse, at your beauty reveals,
My inner wish to have two more eyes;
To stare everything in my own leisure;
but anything, for nothing for pleasure.

Left, behind, for you, nothing of precious;
Faces of deceived metaphors, in curious;
  saddened white pale sky broken into piece;
Shined stars fell on dark forests with ease

Nature has played games into our lives;
    its external births and eternal deaths;
The sun, the moon and I will turn over;
making over my dream without an end.

*
By
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
www.williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 463
Awaiting…..

The fine dawn showers
all its expressions
you have never ever
Whispered
in my ears before.
The early birds dreams
all its love  songs
you have never ever
Sung before.
My tent is empty and
I wrap your silence
to carry to the top
of my far away  hills
and towards the bottom
of my green valleys;
where my heart builds
a small hut of bushes
Made of love,
Awaiting for your
Arrival!

*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 939
The Black Chariot.....

At the wall,  
an alarm clock hangs;
silently in between
Birth and death;


The death ward is  now *****;
Stink of chemical medicines;


At the wall,  
an alarm clock hangs;
silently in between
Birth and death


The delivery ward is clean;
Stitches and scissors
Embrace together.


At the wall,  
an alarm clock hangs;
silently in between
Birth and death


It's second's leg twisted;
still running fast between
minutes and hours
of the dry day;
the patient stops
breath; eyes frozen;
nose closed; head wrapped;
toes tightened.

The minute needle
  move like rabbits;
hours like tortoise;
days turn to black elephants;
death becomes a
mountain;
unable for burial,
the dead body
is the coffin;
the black chariot

At the wall,  
an alarm clock hangs;
silently in between
Birth and death


BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 509
More than enough...

A feather touch is
more than enough;
for your
Peacock
to commence
her dancing...

A light kiss is
more than enough;
for your
Blue eyes
to close for
dreaming...

A moon-ray is
more than enough;
for your
Red cheeks
to glow for
shining....

A rain drop is
more than enough;
for your
cherry lips
to ripe
for sipping...

A cold wind is
more than enough;
for your
spicy body
to become
for freezing...

A light song is
more than enough;
for your
sacred heart
to beat again !
*
___________________­______

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
20th February, 2013

__________________­_________
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Feb 2013 · 335
Another Light........

Nurture your own soul;
while dwelling on this Earth;
For another
Life awaits for you !

Purify your own body;
while living in this World;
For another
Light exists for you !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection titled as "Microthemes" (Verse-5)
www.microthems.com
Feb 2013 · 357
Lust is the cause....

Remember,
the choice is
yours.......
A hell or
A heaven !
An Evil or
An Angel;
A Sweat to kiss;
A Sweet to miss;
Lust is the cause;
Death is only a Pause !

*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection of Micro-themes Verse-4
Feb 2013 · 344
Sacred is your Love......

Sacred is your love, offering good wishes;
Lips were bestowed on me with sweet kisses.
You had brought my soul from worst to the best
I treasure you the most in this life as my dearest;
Since you altered my life with a flash of an eye;
And by an embrace of your body, you said bye
Are you an elegant angel sent by God, from above
To take care of me and shower with all love.
It so magical those things you've made ;
To bring back my faith that almost fade.
A desire to nurture your soft white wing;
While all glittering stars line up to sing

______________________________________________________­_________________________
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
_____­____________________­
Wednesday, 20th Februvary, 2013
___________________
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Feb 2013 · 858
Embracing you !

I am your obedient, prettiest slave ;
dwelling in that celestial enclave.
Reading your curves on your palms,
Allow me to recite your holy psalms ;
Embracing you in my strong arms,
Allow me to dwell in  your dreams

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of Williamsji's  Micro-themes (Verse-3)
www.moonmakers.com
www.williamsji.com
Feb 2013 · 872
A divine call....

Sharpen your ears;
Get rid of all fears;
Your  body is within my soul;
to be purified  by a divine call.

Eat my fruits of love; You are being filled ;
Grab my roots of lust; You are being fulfilled;
You are now in my own vineyard;
I stand before you to safe guard.


BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
__________________________________________________________­______________________

williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com­
*
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Wednesday, February 20th, 2013 @ 9:10 am

Feb 2013 · 620
The Sacred Womb....
I never knew earlier,
why my ink less pen
bleeds in her hands;
which has to be kept on
scribbling down
meaninglessly;
aimlessly.
It is only for these
simple words to be
delivered like a new  baby
from the nib of her
sacred womb....
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of Williamsji Maveli's Micro-themes Verses-2
Feb 2013 · 489
Like a magnet....

Two celestial
bodies,
One of a man;
another of a women
chained; entangled
in the pleasure
of a dark night,
like a magnet,
pulled  into one,
holding a flame
from the hell
to ignite
the  heaven

From the collection of Micro-themes Verses-1
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From the collection of WILLIAMSJI's Micro-themes Verses-1
Feb 2013 · 423
The Fruit.....

I am the soul of you,
Not of your ***** body;
I am the nature;
The wind; the sand:
The sea, the rain !

I am the essence of you
Not of your hot flesh;
I am the earth;
The sky; the cloud;
The Sun, the moon.

I am the seed of you
Not of your barren womb
I am the Forest;
The tree; the leave;
The root; the fruit….

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 969
Unknowingly.........

At dawn,
Like the early sun rays
Embracing the
Dew drop,
I too, kept her
In my strong arms;
Later, she melted away,
Unknowingly.

At midday,
Like ripe green leaves
Kissing the
Tree’s trunk,
I too, held her
On my own shoulders;
Later, she withered away
Unknowingly

At twilight,
Like roaring sea waves
Nurturing the
Sand shore,
I too, rowed her
Dream boat towards
Later, she wrecked down
Unknowingly.

At midnight,
Like glittering moonlight
Shattered in,
I too, poured shades
Later, she vanished far
Unknowingly.

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 493
The Phoenix

The Phoenix and beast in their elegance
effulgent in all its lively  ignorance,
Could he foretell her sinful breath
would sadly soon be stilled in death;
Creator divinely will triumph ultimate
Where, one day we all will be intimate
In the name of the Lord, said a pledge
From the bottom of heart, a judge
Let me kiss her, not let her go out
Let me **** her, not let her go out
The coldness of the grave is known,
The dusty destiny  is ever unknown.
*

By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.moonmakers.com­



Phoenix is an imaginary bird which, according to myth, burns itself to ashes every five hundred years and rises from the fire again. Human life, according to the author is like burning themselves in day-to-day life and after death, coming back again like this Phoneix bird.
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
Feb 2013 · 984
Sunday Slogans !

It was a  gloomy, cold  Sunday,
rain shattered during the midday ;
then my solitude turned so placid;
soft mind became  extremely wild;
it closed the black vessels of silence;
Later, blown up with voices of violence;
the darkness was hidden in the light
the entire courage was  lost  in the night
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
email
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.shanthinagar.com
Sunday,
17­th, Februvary, 2013

Feb 2013 · 465
The debris

Like words locked-up in a blank page;
My mind seems to be restless in a cage;
A dream theme sleeps deep in my heart;
When it wakes up, it destroys all apart;
Neither the friends nor foes encourage;
While, red verse bleeds towards a rage;
Then I become debris of my own deed;
When will you be kind enough to feed!


By
Williamsji  Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
**
16.02.13
Feb 2013 · 826
Nature's voyage !

The Morning Sun, shines in half ****;
the wild wind, rocks in a rough mood.
Sea waves continue to kiss lonely shores;
Clouds thrilled to pour its first showers
Let us all come and  join our hands together;
Up in the sky, for a show, stars gather.
Nature without any race, shape and age;
Continue its embarking and long voyage.

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 790
The third eye!

Mind is the only place,
Where you can freely
Visualize in or out of your  
favorite dreams;
It is only a reminder
from your third eye!

What you hope to get
or you eager for; or long for;
Whether It is a day or night,
It is only  a reminder
from your third eye!

Whether you are awake or asleep
What can easily hope to get
is only a small percentage of it ! 
It is only a reminder
from your third eye!

Imagination is nurturing of
your own illusion;
the vision to see below the surface,
It is only  a reminder
from your third eye!

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Feb 2013 · 407
My own mother....

     I found the women
       to whom I am
in love with;
          I held her hand;
          touched her toes;
          kissed her eyes,
         and I would not let her go.
          Then I took her
       to my late mother’s
        dwelling place;
          It was the hut,
         where I was born;
   Then later,
She became my own
    mother !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 376
The Woman

You are like
the ripe grape fruit;
          This fruit is the best
from among the fruits
of my love garden.
          This is what you are
like among other
fruits of sweet.
          I sit under your
shade and shadow
with great pleasure,
nurturing your
new grown up  leaves…..

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 931
The Shepherd's Tent !

You are such a
beautiful women !
          Perhaps you and
your beloved children
may not know
where to sleep tonight !
You are such a
beautiful mother !
          Perhaps you and
your poor children
may not know
where to dine tonight !
          Follow the
tracks of the sheep;
       Let your young goats stay
      at the shepherd’s
tents tonight !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com


A woman's gorgeous, sumptuous  ******* are for
those  thirsty, naughty, newly born babies, who cry for;
the light  ******: pinkish and firm, are  to  nurture
for them ; as planned by our great creator in nature;
It looks over the opening of the clothes, innocently
Its hook wonders, what the world thinks about it silently,
a mother’s magical touch, her inner desire, it is coiled
until she brings forth milk for all men  unboiled !
A  mother’s milk is more precious, as it  is life-giving !
A women’s milk is nourishing and ever power giving !
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Feb 2013 · 382
Lovely Burnings....

Your blue eyes are so  inviting;
Really both are captivating;
on  this Valentine romantic day !
It depicts a hunger for my lust;
And me too offering the best;
on this Valentine celestial hours !
Love has its own powers;
It is neither imposing
nor insisting for anything
on this Valentine glorious turning !
But true understanding
And offering and submitting
on this Valentine lovely burning....


*
In remembrance of
14th February, 2013 
 St. Valentine's Day
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 629
Cool shower.....
____________________­______

Your light rain clouds
dwells in a nostalgic mood;
The passion and love of earth
remains unchanged forever;
Her eye drops down one by one
And I too is wet in that cool shower...

________________­__________

**
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Copyright © 2013 Williamsji

Related Web Sites of the author:
www.williamsgeorge.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
www.shanthinagar.com
www.thefilmmagazine.com
www.microthemes.com
www.moonmakers.com
Feb 2013 · 748
The Last Flight.....

The soul takes its own last flight
when the final breathe takes off !
just like the seeds of a Dandelion
floating, moving freely in the air,
catching,riding along with wind ;
higher and higher, fly and vanish;
A feel of peace, ultimate relief begins
surviving through  staggering pain.
*
__________________­________

By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Copyright © 2013 Williamsji

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Feb 2013 · 530
A Poet's verse....

A strong word is not just a word;
sometimes, it is a sharp sword.
the word has it's own soft wings;
the sword also at times swings !

A nice bird is not just a bird;
sometimes, it is flying in mood.
the bird has its own natural beauty;
the bird also at times act as naughty

A poet's verse is not just a verse;
sometimes, it is  running like a horse.
the sonnet thrills the human heart;
the horse also at times pulls life-cart !

*

By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji!@yahoo.com
www.williamsji@yahoo.com

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Copyright © 2013 Williamsji
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Feb 2013 · 518
Lifeless River !

Lost and lonely;
Alone, in my own
solitude
Walking;
wandering;
Wondering;
worrying
under the grip of the
souls of darkness,
Living at the banks of
a blue river, in a small
Hut, built by mud and clay,
The stagnant  water
deep and dark;
No light;
no illuminations;
No clouds,
No moon,
No stars
The water was dark
like my own  life
Within the water
was cold blooded,
just as my soul felt.
I missed the feel of
sun on my skin,
the feel of a soft breeze
through my hair,
the smell  of rain in the air.
It felt as if I had been in this
dark place all my life,
But missed living,
I  lost and all that
in front of me ,
due to this
lifeless river.

*
By
Williamsji maveli
Email
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Copyright © 2013 Williamsji
Feb 2013 · 2.0k
Forbidden Sins !

Once,
my good seeds
of love,
falls and enters
your  moist,
fertile dirt,
then, it all
sprouts and
blossoms to
handsome
fruits of
forbidden sins.

*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Copyright © 2013 Williamsji

Feb 2013 · 368
May I declare !

May I declare
that again and again
I am being  thrown
away from your arms
by just a heavy wind
fragile that I am;
but your strong arms
invite me to search for
Your depths again;
Like a blazing sun
as you are
to eclipse me
to crush me in
your *****.
May I confess of my
eternal thirst for you
I am a wild river flowing
along the banks of  
your sand deserts…
*

By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.moonmakers.com
www.williamsji.com­

13.02.13
Feb 2013 · 324
How long ?

How long, how long ?
should I safeguard you,
From  thunder and lightning;
from the black clouds
and the sea storms
against you.
I will
examine
each ray of light;
each drop of night;
when you are beside me
in shades; in shadows;
in sorrows; in delight
lest they should
overcome you
shield you under my  own
wings before we reach
our destination !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Feb 2013 · 834
The Virgin mud.....

I am the goddess of this beautiful earth;
who knows what all  to happen, and not !
I am the deity of this bountiful ocean;
Who knows what all to perish, and not!
Since time has ploughed scars
on my natural ****** mud; and
since rain has nurtured tears
on my cheeks; dropping them
downwards……
*

By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.moonmakers.com
www.williamsji.com­

13th February, 2013
Copyright © 2013 Williamsji
Feb 2013 · 321
Alone !

When your
mind wanders
in distress,
of realities,
when your
body haunts,
in anguish,
  when hope’s
embrace loosen,
the moon seems to be
far in the distance,
trees are barren;
leaves wither away;
   Birds lose its feathers,
then remember me only
you are not the only one
Alone !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

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