POET'S PEN: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI writes on Piusha Singh's Poem " Unknown Peaks"

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• POET'S PEN: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI writes
•  on Piusha Singh's  Poem
• " Unknown Peaks"

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• Unknown Peaks
• By
• Piusha Singh

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Submerged in the clouds of

questions, I dived deep within

my unexplored self of essence.

My breaths wrestling hard to

break the silences of night.

( Silence is a source of enormous power )

Showers of Atlantic rain freezing

everything impartially except 

few immortal impulses hidden

deep thrusting me forward. 

( The one  who cannot not understand the meaning of  silence will probably not understand the in-depth meaning of  words and sentences )
 

Tucked under the warmth of

inevitability, I celebrated the

victory of my vulnerabilities

over  passion, as my mind 

hiked unknown peaks in solace.

( You have a magnificent gift for penned words of silence, dear Poetess Piusha Singh. It makes you much valuable as a poetry contributor as always )
 

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• BETWEEN THE LINES

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Silence can be misinterpreted, but, Words cannot be twisted into any other meanings. Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. In the final analysis, words mean nothing. They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our weak little brains around their underlying natures, when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. The wisest man is the silent one. Examine his actions. Judge him by them.

You are not really conscious to know you are truly blessed when your poetic talent, moreover an excellent writer of prose, whatever your good heart desires nothing more than what you already have by way of your noble profession as well as talent, and especially when you are sharing humbly with a low profile, with all fabulous aspirations and outlook in your own way,

Piusha Singh's poetic themes are not so easy to understand, but is so deep in its depiction and style, —that is, getting it right, ending up with something that lifts one into another place, a place that one keeps forgetting about. Perhaps it’s the way these poems were made that gives them a special grace. Her words are choosy and rare, Of course the choices are all made by the poetess, but I wonder if there isn’t something else here, the kind of magic that can come only from getting outside of oneself. These pieces have that originality, that taste of freedom that’s always novel. Instead of writing a deep analysis and in-depth study, I wish to applause Poetess Piusha Singh my below lines, Good luck and God bless.

My inspiration thoughts flows like a  verse based on your poems is as below:

 A never-ending scribbling
is your compassion for verse
That extends to seek infinity,
And those that go off board,
How great is your splendor
That leads one to the celestial
Doors of human passion and adore
Some paths lead through
Life peaks and love meadows,
Truly filled with countless wonders
Some paths wander through
Deserts, hills and dark valleys
Overflowing with endless desires..

The above are my inspirational writes on your poem, keep writing many more novel themes into your poetic pool,

Regards & Love-

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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