WILLIAMSJI MAVELI POEM

Craving solitude, a well to dive,
Unforgotten dreams, close to my heart, though impossible.

To shed my mask, breathe my own air,
Nature listens, the breeze whispers, birdsong companions.

Words painted with emotions, stories dance in my mind,
Unburdened thoughts soar, then return to reality.

Unfamiliar, yet mine, the life I built,
This is me, the me that is not.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI