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The Crowd



A crowd, so crowned, from where did they come?
A crowd of valiance, from where did they come?
A crowd, so mesmeric; from where did they come?
A crowd so wise, from where did they come?
Beauteous imaginations; all throng and throng;
Melodious tunes; all thrive and thrive
Golden moments; all peep and peep;
Beloved, beloved thoughts all deep and deep
Precious so precious a moment oh great;
From inner chest, oh chest so great.
Dwell, dwell a moment; sweetest ambrosia waits,
Rejoice, rejoice so well; rejuvenated, rejuvenated oh right.
A crowd, so crowned, from where did they come?
A crowd so radiant, from where did they come?
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I am born and brought up in Kerala state, in India. In Kerala, Thrissur city is my native place and now I am residing at Kadavoor village in Ernakulam district.I am a senior lawyer at The High Court of Kerala. Literary talents all dwelt in my blood from my very birth itself. From, while studying in the primary classes, I wrote stories, dramas and poems in Malayalam.While studying in high school classes I wrote stories and poems in English. Then it grew in me as an endless blessing craze. I do write in English as well. I do write stories, novels, dramas and verses. I have written more than twenty thousand poems in Malayalam, about twenty novels and more plays.In English, now I have completed more than seven hundred poems. I think, very soon that it will grow to at least a five thousand. I am so much pleased and thankful to those nice friends who go through my poems all over the world and shower the rain of horripilate congratulations. Yours,William John(Email: adv.williamjohn@gmail.com)blog: http://leopardmom1.blogspot.in/facebook fan page : http://www.facebook.com/PoetWilliamJohn?ref=ts more…

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