Death

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The red gown

The red gown

The red gown

No longer
Clinging to the curves
Of a beautiful lady.
Dressed...

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Alone...

Short...

The span of life,

So fickle...

Yet so precious!

...To precious...

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OCTOBER LEAVES:DAY 17,...

OCTOBER  LEAVES:DAY 17, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, DEPARTURE

Our ending count down
Bit by bit to start;
in each inhale
a breath with air;
a...

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Unthinkable

Unthinkable

If I were ever to lose you

I don't know what I would do

You are the world to me

I...

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I'm Not Perfect, This...

Old age, some, are never meant to see
This, I know to be true, Sitting here writing to You
...

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Before Life, After Life

This Relativity of Time
In Correlation with My Life
Here on Earth, is just
A small...

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When You're Life...

It Felt like a movie, as the Reels
Played My Memories around Me
Vivid and Detailed, in a...

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Letters To Isabella #6 ...

My Dearest Isabella
I always Hoped
A Good Death
Would Find Me
Until I Saw You...

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Road Of Life, or River Of...

This Long Road Ahead Of Me
Years upon Years of memories with Me
These boots warn thin
...

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I Wonder

I Wonder

Your loss is more than I can bear

Without you, I don't know how I will fare

You were the...

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The Metal Hearted Soldier

The Metal Hearted Soldier

He came to life, the soldier made of tin

The night after that...

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Passing

Slow...
...Steady...
Sigh...
As the wind passes by.
Soft...
...Subtle...

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Thinning the Herd

Thinning the Herd

Third World

prenatal care

is nowhere

Waiting cradles

replaced by

...

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OCTOBER LEAVES:DAY 8,...

OCTOBER  LEAVES:DAY 8, WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, MY REMNANTS....

My remnants in a graveyard,

My eyes are two deep holes,

two snakes emerge with venom;...

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Eulogy

Eulogy

Bury me in a eulogy of roses,
While time decomposes.
A feeble heart will cease to beat,...

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It's Time

It's Time

The grief is deep and profound

From the inner circle of our family unit, a child has perished....

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More Secret Rubaiyat ...

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Ah, with the Grape, my fading Life provide,
And wash my body whence the Life has died...