Kernel Axis

Piusha Singh,

This is a fabulous write from your golden pen, Just life is in a symbolic radiance. Excellent verse, My love, My applause, My vote, Reserved for my POET'S PEN column. I love the below lines, Please accept my congrats dear Poetess

Clubbed around the concourse of focus
Dissipated in the intensity to unify
Couldn't consolidate in the laws of circle
Dominance overrides the prime keys.

Love, Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Piusha Singh

Most mornings I wake up and set to tinkering before sunrise. Commas become periods. Needless adjectives disappear. Lines transmogrify into new lines. It’s a chiseling, a removal of anything and everything getting in the way of the good stuff, that initial glow of the poem’s composition. A friend once called the writing of poetry a “thankless act,” and he may be right. After hours at my desk, the most I’ll ever have to show is another poem, and that is enough

We need verses, love lyrics, and poets, poetess because they all remind us of ourselves, our weaknesses, our strength of the things we didn’t know we knew, and of our inability to be anything but obsessed. Whether the world demands realistic dreamers or not, they will always be there to contextualize the wind, to give dimension to the clouds, and to risk losing their fragile wild winds to a careless sky for nothing more than the sheer joy of watching it happen.

Please accept my Congratulations, Keep pouring your amazing, alluring verses, as always

Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A glittering poem, My congratulations dear Sister Piusha Singh, Much love to your poems-Madonna