DECEMBER DEWS: DAY 14, WILLIAMS MAVELI WRITES, BODY SINKS

A sleepless sleep of eyes in silence;
A weep of a less weep in benevolence;
At the standstill of an elegant dusk;
With the daylight, covering the mask,
The twilight reflects in your mood;
As the sun bleeds down in pure red;
When white candles flick their flame,
spreads the scent of a lovable perfume.
While romantic flute sounds in the air;
at that precious moment, you are near!
What means this heaviness that hangs?
What means this mute music that bangs?
No blood circulates inside my own vein;
Everything drops down without a pain
The body sinks down to take its final rest;
Mind turns back and mock at my arrest

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI