WE ARE STRANGERS

WE ARE STRANGERS
I am a stranger within
a closed barricade,
aligned stem, mild,
amid a green-eyed leaf edge,
sacred birth, dreadful death,
Oh, my dear friends,
All those glittering
stars clusters,
fading cloudy trends,
alluring, wild waves
of all the seven oceans,
cry out loud and loud,
This is my celestial drops,
dripping out in poetic blood,
Being, not an eccentric outsider
among all souls of birth,
I feel your divine shelter is not
anywhere here on earth,
A memory of lost love verse
echoing in a spiritual episode,
appear once in a while;
disappear in another dark code.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI