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NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 7: SUSAN HILL CO-WRITES WITH WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, " O Nightingale.."

NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 7: SUSAN HILL CO-WRITES WITH WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, " O Nightingale.."

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  • NOVEMBER RAINS: DAY 7
  • Love Diary
  • 07th November, 2014

Co-written by

  • SUSAN HILL
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Susan Hill Writes….

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  •  No,
  • It is not necessary to have
  • Money to be in love...
  • Love is an equal
  • Opportunity recruiter..
  • it will pierce and lay waste
  • to  the rich as well as the poor,
  • the old as well as the young,
  • the negative person and the positive...
  • Kings can fall in love and so can paupers..
  • BUT....... money is necessary
  • to survive in this world.
  • I can say that when the fire of love burns dim..
  • you have to be able to get some wood for the flame.  
  • So it can burn bright and high and hot...
  • because even love cannot survive if starved to death 
  • Be practical about love ... and responsible.. it is possible....

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Williamsji Maveli Writes….

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  • O Nightingale
  • Make me thy Love Poet,
  • O Nightingale, veiled Nightingale!
  • There are some who have sang silently,
  • For ages and ages in thy shadows;
  • Let me echo their love lyrics,
  • Take me up on thy chariot without wheels,
  • Rolling noiselessly from castle to castle,
  • Thou Queen of time, thou darkly beautiful!
  • From many a heart, pierced with an arrow;
  • A joy of lust by the feminine touch
  •  of an unknown beauty, have burst forth glad chants.
  • Shaking the darkness to its
  • Basement and high altitudes
  • Make me, thy Love Poet,
  • O Nightingale, veiled Nightingale!
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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Poetess Susan Hill,

In despair hope,

I peep and look for her

in all corners of my branch

I find her not,

My tree is small;

but full of leaves of love;

songs of life,

Grip my lyric into yours,

Pick me upward, dear Nightingale.

- WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI

Regards & Love

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