WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

COCOON OF ANGUISH
A deep desire holds my burdened soul,
Another  burning yearning for a hidden space,
To find a silent cocoon, to be intact,
Just to vanish from this weary, troubled situate.
To freeze the rolling tears that liberally falls,
And hush the murmuring sorrow of my pulse,
Let every aching agony lose thrall,
And numb the pain that ceaselessly convulses.
For I am shivering with a bitter cold,
An anguish that consumes my trembling frame,
A story of despair, profoundly narrated,
Escaping from this ever-burning flame.
Oh, for that quiet peace, so calm and deep,
Where perception can finally fall asleep.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI