I am repeatedly uncertain,
on how to embark on any
Branches of your body;
Like a yellow parrot,
holding in her mouth,
the first branches
for her new nest.
I am frequently tentative
on how to pour on any
Leaves of your body;
Like dew drop which
keeps in its eyes
The last tears;
For its sorrows.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
on how to embark on any
Branches of your body;
Like a yellow parrot,
holding in her mouth,
the first branches
for her new nest.
I am frequently tentative
on how to pour on any
Leaves of your body;
Like dew drop which
keeps in its eyes
The last tears;
For its sorrows.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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