Tuesday, 9 June 2015
Saturday, 6 June 2015
SHOWERS OF SOLITUDE:12 WILLIAMSJI TRANSLATES
After world of delusion
Floating in the crude waves
With a vigor to shatter the
walls of ambiguity,as animus
shoots infested a garden of Eden.
Colors and radiance of amore
drained in the porous chambers
of flesh and blood,as demons
fought with angels to relish the
prime.
Mortals ambushed to take a dip
in the holy crimson as a trail to
salvation,dancing merrily all
anointed to the after world of
deception.
BY
POETESS PIUSHA SINGH
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Comments
Dear Poetess Piusha Singh,
Reference to your fabulous poem as above, I wish to post my simple comments, the theme of your poem, though not novel as such, your winged words fly in the sky smoothly, Poetry is crucial language. Poetry relies on the writer's feelings, history and perceptions, so every person has the background needed to write poems. Because poetry draws on the senses and the senses give deep access to memories and feelings, poetry writing is relevant and interesting.
As far as Poetess Piusha is concerned, I still argue that she is not on the centre stage currently, though she has been well gifted as a writer from heart and capable of depicting inner emotions in a high poetical imaginary as she had proved earlier in her wonderful writings, In all ages, poetry has been regarded as important, not simply for pleasure, but as something central to each individual's existence, something of unique value, and something which makes us feel better off for having and which we are spiritually impoverished without. It is purely Poetess Piusha Singh's "whims and fancies" whether to be or not to be a identified personality in literature, Unless and until the author decides on this, no effort can be achieved fruitfulness. This is only a humble opinion from my side as a literary friend or critic, forgive me if I am blaming outright, I really regret
On the poetry side, Salvation is a legendary concept. It is like an escape. In religion, salvation is the saving of the soul from sin and its consequences. It may also be called release or liberation or something like redemption from physical or worldly sin and its effects. Salvation is considered to be caused either by the free will and grace of a divinity or by personal efforts through prayer and simplicity, or some combination of the two. Religions often emphasize the necessity of both personal efforts—for example, repentance and asceticism—and divine action like grabbing gracefulness.
Poetry is vital language. Poetry relies on the writer's feelings, history and perceptions, so every person has the background needed to write poems. Because poetry draws on the senses and the senses give deep access to memories and feelings, poetry writing is relevant and interesting.
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Reference to your fabulous poem as above, I wish to post my simple comments, the theme of your poem, though not novel as such, your winged words fly in the sky smoothly, Poetry is crucial language. Poetry relies on the writer's feelings, history and perceptions, so every person has the background needed to write poems. Because poetry draws on the senses and the senses give deep access to memories and feelings, poetry writing is relevant and interesting.
As far as Poetess Piusha is concerned, I still argue that she is not on the centre stage currently, though she has been well gifted as a writer from heart and capable of depicting inner emotions in a high poetical imaginary as she had proved earlier in her wonderful writings, In all ages, poetry has been regarded as important, not simply for pleasure, but as something central to each individual's existence, something of unique value, and something which makes us feel better off for having and which we are spiritually impoverished without. It is purely Poetess Piusha Singh's "whims and fancies" whether to be or not to be a identified personality in literature, Unless and until the author decides on this, no effort can be achieved fruitfulness. This is only a humble opinion from my side as a literary friend or critic, forgive me if I am blaming outright, I really regret
On the poetry side, Salvation is a legendary concept. It is like an escape. In religion, salvation is the saving of the soul from sin and its consequences. It may also be called release or liberation or something like redemption from physical or worldly sin and its effects. Salvation is considered to be caused either by the free will and grace of a divinity or by personal efforts through prayer and simplicity, or some combination of the two. Religions often emphasize the necessity of both personal efforts—for example, repentance and asceticism—and divine action like grabbing gracefulness.
Poetry is vital language. Poetry relies on the writer's feelings, history and perceptions, so every person has the background needed to write poems. Because poetry draws on the senses and the senses give deep access to memories and feelings, poetry writing is relevant and interesting.
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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POETESS PIUSHA SINGH'S
REPLY
My
deep gratitude for your kind remarks,i understood your opinion about my
writing,i shall thrive for more.Hope for the best and you are right but
i believe in destiny and William it's better to be ourselves
always,rest will follow.
This is one of the thoughts written for the people of this world who lived, are living and may live to go to the mysterious after world of delusion.
Regards and love.
Piusha.
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This is one of the thoughts written for the people of this world who lived, are living and may live to go to the mysterious after world of delusion.
Regards and love.
Piusha.
__________________________
Tuesday, 2 June 2015
Monday, 18 May 2015
SHOWERS OF SOLITUDE:2 WILLIAMSJI TRANSLATES
Wild Path
Last night's storm wrecked my ship ,
desolate in this incessant ocean
Refugee on a net of labyrinth....
Laborious strokes towards the unseen land,
Feel crushed by the destiny's tide,
on arrival on this dubious land....
Arduous to grip the sand beneath,
Tumble into a pool of molten rocks nearby....
clutched each atoms on my chassis in haste.
Accrued strength from the universe,
endured inner flame ,fostered
this wild blaze with passion inside ...
Sprinted towards that lamp at the end of tunnel,
each pebble stood against my wild path...
seen a gigantic hurdle of chaff...
No one,except this crazy heart.....
enforced me to pursue the new course.....
walked alone leaving many tears unnoticed....
frenzy in this raw adventure......
desolate in this incessant ocean
Refugee on a net of labyrinth....
Laborious strokes towards the unseen land,
Feel crushed by the destiny's tide,
on arrival on this dubious land....
Arduous to grip the sand beneath,
Tumble into a pool of molten rocks nearby....
clutched each atoms on my chassis in haste.
Accrued strength from the universe,
endured inner flame ,fostered
this wild blaze with passion inside ...
Sprinted towards that lamp at the end of tunnel,
each pebble stood against my wild path...
seen a gigantic hurdle of chaff...
No one,except this crazy heart.....
enforced me to pursue the new course.....
walked alone leaving many tears unnoticed....
frenzy in this raw adventure......
Thursday, 14 May 2015
SHOWERS OF SOLITUDE:1 WILLIAMSJI TRANSLATES PIUSHA''S " ENTITY "
Entity
Birth and
death inevitable in the wheel of life
I died when
I was born out of your womb,
Each seconds
I died in eternal bliss,
And my
rebirth imminent after my death....
Should i be
in this cycle of death and life?
Smashing
this chain of circuit a new desire...
Brewing
within me since i entered in this nullity
A devotion
towards the vast expanse of nonentity.
Judgement
ruled this plane of existence
Is
advertising this emptiness a devotion?
Fell in the
abyss of my primordial emotion
Challenged
to float in this cataclysm of fidelity..
Original poem by
POETESS PIUSHA SINGH
Translation to Malayalam by
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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