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Mourning

Mourning

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Mourning that has lost its reminiscence

Is like the dumb gloomy seconds, minutes,

Hours, days, weeks, months, years, finally

That has not sung any songs of melancholy

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BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Ravindra Kumar

Shadow of a concealed undesirable pathos,...a thoughtful poem with perfect meanings,.....thank you....with regards....xx Ravindra Kumar xx

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Ravindra Kumar,

Many thanks for your appreciation of my verse.

I write many appreciations on others verses through my columns sincerely,Ā  but I get few back on mine, And even if receive some, that all are stereo-typed ones except fromĀ  your pen. Thanks

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Tony Taylor

Hi Mr. M,Ā Ā Ā  "Mourning that has lost its reminiscence..has not sung any songs of melancholy"Ā  is a "brilliant" way of saying, when you keep things in too long eventually you explode.Ā Ā  This is really impressive, philosophical poetry at its core..............stunning Mr. M,.....great write...........tony

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Leola Stotts,

Much regards and love to your wonderful words on my verse. COSMO has become my own second home and you all members in this sweet, home, sweet home of poems, stories, dreams, wishes and Arts. Good luck to all.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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