Poem -
A Corpse
Tossing between light and dark,
exposing my vulnerabilities i lie
somewhere in the snow as a corpse
awaiting for you to char  me  black.
Bewildered amidst  piles of carcass
Perpetually stiffen,i rest in a cold
slopes of unknown mountains longing
to flow along the waves of a mighty river.
Deposited along the banks of a river to
discern by the hungry mouths,to
consume me savagely in content,in
torment awaiting an ascend to locate me.
Preserved undecayed against the
odds of nature's games ,awaiting
someone to cremate my unnamed
bag of bones,applauding  our gain.
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Dear Poetess Piusha Singh
From the start, death has mystified and horrified us. Long before the Greek philosopher Aristotle wrote that “death is the most terrible of things,” several groups of preliterate peoples in this world will have to face the death debris. Today a new sun rises for you; everything lives, everything is loveable, everything is pulsated, everything seems to speak to you of your love and passion everything invites you to cherish, your life, your love, let it flourish. I love to rewind and quote the below lines, My applause, My love, My vote, Favorited and reserved for my POET'S PEN
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thnxxx a million dear friend William,I am honored by your review.I appreciate your views and considering this work of mine for poets pen.
Blessings
Hi Piusha, it's been an amazing thing to watch over the past few months........your poetry has been on fire lately.........such fantastic writes coming from the house of Piusha Singh..........Great write, even better read my friend..........well done............smiles..........T xx
Thnxxx a million Tony I am humbled,to know that my poetry has improved.
Blessings
Dear Poetess Piusha Singh,
Adding to the end of my appreciation, Many of your verses take the form of homilies, or short moral sayings, which appear quite simple but that actually describe complicated moral and psychological truths. " Success in love and life " counted as the sweetest form  in Piusha' Singh's poems. Most of her poems depict and develop  into an axiomatic truth of life by offering a pair of images that demonstrate it: the nectar—a symbol of triumph, “success”—can best be comprehended by someone who “needs” it; the defeated, dying man understands victory more clearly than the victorious army does. The poem exhibits Poetess Piusha's  keen awareness of the complicated truths of human desire and it shows the beginnings of her terse, compacted style, whereby complicated meanings are compressed into extremely short phrases (e.g., " hungry mouths“, nature's games etc )
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI