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GREEN LEAVES, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - PIUSHA SINGH : inspirational short poems....

GREEN LEAVES, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - PIUSHA SINGH :  inspirational short poems....

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  • GREEN LEAVES,
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI - PIUSHA SINGH
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  • Inspirational short poem
  •  " Between the lines…."

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  • She is a solid true flame,
  • Seeking an unknown fact,
  • She is an untamed wild fire
  • Well absorbing, observing,
  •  Swimming, drowning
  • Into high depths of poetic,
  • Illusions, visions, inspirations.
  • There is  little fire that love lights,
  • Her life lamp, her blossomed eyes,
  • She quenches, when of confused days
  • Her rage whips the mountains
  • The fires she lifts against the cloud
  • The smashed bow, the burning tree,
  • She batters down with curses loud,
  • Nor cares that death should be.
  • The fire she kindles in the soul,
  • the poetess mood, the rebel's thought,
  • she is a master in her thematic verses,
  • I wish to read her between the lines.

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  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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