Honorable Poetess Piusha Singh,
After the greetings,
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.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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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.
Showers of Atlantic rain freezing
everything impartially except
few immortal impulses hidden
deep thrusting me forward.
Tucked under the warmth of
inevitability, I celebrated the
victory of my vulnerabilities
over passion, as my mind
hiked unknown peaks in solace.
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