WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITE, In a Toutured Vessel

In a tortured vessel, radiance remains unseen,
The world's a dim stage, with countless unseen,
Shadows dominate each day from the rear,
Darkest fears govern each fleeting sphere.

Life feels surreal, in a shrouded solitude,
Devoid of emotions, gratitude subdued,
Born to die, yet not alive, no touch to heal,
Within, emptiness reigns, nothing left to feel.

Ecstasy has faded, shattered to the last,
No present or future, only the haunted past,
Longing for slumber, yet wide-awake eyes,
Cautious, as life's burdens endlessly rise.

No laughter, no tears, for a while we weep,
Enveloped by dark clouds, our secrets keep,
Sensations cling to the living, but barely survive,
Love once again turns to gloom, no repriev