A Final touch

Alphabets are  heartbroken;
  Words fainted
  Expressions inadequate;
     Paragraphs incomplete
and are never ending
  Before giving a  meaningful shape;
a final touch
Initially sentences trembled
Finally, twisted and fragmented
Before it could carry to its womb
The paragraphs were not stable;
Words were squeezed out of gaps
And in between the paragraphs
The Pages became mutilated
Chapter s were partial; not whole
Unable to close up or down
My book exposed probably nothing;
Nothing at all…..
Words flew away out of my mind
recklessly in the wind, so unkind
I stopped seeking lost meanings of
Words, sentences, Paragraph’s,
Pages, chapters and books in  my own life.

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI