WILLIAMSJI MAVELI POEM: DRIED LEAVES

DRIED LEAVES
It’s what makes you sharp and crucial,
It's what I want you are feeling so special,
My sparkle of fire towards the madness of love,
It’s the radiance to hold you further to move.
Love has devastated me like dried leaves,
Life has distorted to live in my own caves,
Everything has altered me and I am down,
new thoughts, your stitches give me a gown.
Everything in and around seems to be ruined,
Life is meaningless, dear with a bitter meaning,
The pretty girl to whom I trusted, loved most,
Lost forever and ever like a mocking ghost.
It makes me to stand alone like a dead host,
With no ideas, themes or joys more to post,
Tears have dried out, crying all the pathway,
You be here; I could make a burden to pay.
The painful ways, how we both missed to love,
And the gainful style, how we kissed to be live,
My life is meaningless as you all really know,
And nothing, nothing can get changed for now.
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