POET'S PEN: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI writes on Jenny Brewer's poem "My Love"

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POET'S PEN: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI writes on Jenny Brewer's poem " My Love " posted on 23rd June

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• My Love
• By Jenny Brewer

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I want to be with you, no,make that need,
for without you I fail but with I succeed.
If you left,there'd be be nothing but air
where you used to sit in your favourite chair.
All I would do is cry and despair,
wondering who your with,why and where?
I would be like an empty reservoir,
all the time wondering just where you are.

( A “Real love "is more than a bodily feeling. If carry even the slightest doubt in your head about a guy or a girl, then forget about it. It's not real. Here in this poem, the Poetess is clearly mentioning that in the absence of a lover, the mind is like an empty reservoir-Beautiful imaginary )

 I need you,so as my life is whole,
so I have set a lifelong goal,
I will love you and treat you right,
every day and every night,
for every second we are together,
you'll be happy and leave me never.

( You have to implement or do your own thing, no matter what others will think or say. It is your own life )

All the worlds oceans would run dry,
if  ever I were to make you cry.
Only an eternity with you, I will accept,
Anything less is inadequate.
So stay with me,don't ever leave,
for if you did,I'd have no need to breathe.

( You cannot think about things you want to change, just be yourself without changing or inclining to any others personality cult. No love can be performed by finding a perfect person, but only by learning or understanding to see an imperfect person perfectly )

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Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.

Love is a mysterious visitation which comes out of nowhere and into the here and now and takes hold of you— Love is so important that you must give up everything else for it. A man is justified in giving up his wife for it, a woman is justified in abandoning her home and children for it, a king is justified in giving up his throne for it. It may go as unexpectedly as it came, and there is nothing you can do about that either. It is not, in any way, subject to human control. This is NOT real love! This is an infatuation. Real love does not act that way. An infatuation does indeed go as unexpectedly as it comes and there is little you can do about it. But real love is unselfish, committed love. It hangs in there!. You may wonder why it is so important that you know the difference between real love and infatuation. The reason is this: Knowing the difference can keep you from making a lifelong mistake. My applause and congrats for sharing an excellent theme of love to COSMOFUNNEL readers. Expecting more poems and writings from your golden pen. Wishing you good luck

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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ABOUT POET'S PEN: Williamsji Maveli writes a column titled "Poet's Pen" in view of bringing connectivity between the author and reader for a better understanding of poetic aspects in creativity perspective. This column will highlight on the content of a poem picked at random by the author, which will be appearing on daily basis as and when the authors feels to upload the posting.  Reader's valuable comments, both positive and negative are most welcome and will be highly appreciated by me

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  Posted on 24th June@1630 hours, Indian Time