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JULY BIRDS: DAY 12: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, My whole is being scattered

JULY BIRDS: DAY 12: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, My whole is being scattered

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  • JULY BIRDS: DAY 12:
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES,
  • My whole is being scattered

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A TRIBUTE TO MY

1  GRAND FATHER, LATE MAVELI VAREED, IRIJNALAKUDA

2. BIG FATHER, LATE MAVELI VAREED LAZAR, KALLETTUMKARA

3. BIG FATHER, LATE MAVELI VAREED JOSPEH, IRINJALAKUDA

4.GOD FATHER, LATE MAVELI VAREED LONAPPAN, FORT KOCHI

2. FATHER  MAVELI VAREED GEORGE, KALLETTUMKARA

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Like a dark gloom fell down,

From the cosmic bright sky,

Death is the next phase of life,

A change of dress, a disrobing;

A birth into the unborn again,

Beginning where we ended;

Opening where we closed;

It is a crossroad of eternity;

A giving up of everything,

To hold again for nothing,

The end of the unreal,

And the beginning of the real,

Carry me on your shoulders,

Let me enjoy the divine touch,

My obsession and pleasure now on,

Is to be tight on your cold lips,

Entrusting my body and soul to you,

Love is so kind and not blind,

My whole is being scattered

Everywhere here and there

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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NOTE

A TRIBUTE POEM dedicated to my Beloved Parents, Big parents, God Parents & Grand Parents, May their SOULS rest in peace. R.I.P

 WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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