Towards,
wherever you move,
whatever you make;
a light shadow
is not far at the back of yours;
Subsequently,
all instincts that are wholesome;
and obliviously,
within a span of  time;
This may be for a
wrong welcome!
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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If pure love has become a crusade;
Life ends up for a death of persuade;  
Remains accumulates to bones; ashes;
Promises shared by a bond of wishes;
along with those wild winds of change;
Words  blown away with no exchange;
Passions emerge towards open mind;
Missions are sometimes hard to find.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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The silvery mirror of a moon peeks;
This lightly reflects on your cheeks!
While I reside, in a low mild moods;
Carrying her inside my wild woods;
A love grows; eyelids half way closes;
At mid night hours, she fully encloses.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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I saw a blossomed lotus
in  a blue  lake of love;
I plucked one of its petals
unknowingly.
later by dusk
it faded away
into your cheeks;
then it became
Your elegant face !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Lost the grips on the walls of pragmatism;
wakeful nights, never catch up optimism;
no touch felt from behind; just for a comfort;
With none in and around to calm a distraught;
all emotions vanished, feeling totally unfilled;
the color of this world is immensely  refilled;
The body and mind started its own bleeding;
Ego’s and conduct screamed for spreading;
darkness of loneliness harassing at all times,
Life, a hazard, hard for breathe out, at times.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Sweet memories of you still reside;
when it reflects, I cannot keep aside;
a sense of the vibe; ahead of a pride;
And a flavor of those nostalgia abide;
Of a time in my life, years transferred;
Taking a turn of good times retrieved;
Relieving gift of memories redeemed;
an innocence of worship, blossomed.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

Love me not; lust prevails;
It is free for all reasons;
Touch me not; mourn echoes;
It is liberated for all seasons;
   Be a green landscape,
Emotions never escape;
a dance before the fire and blood;
Burns from night to dawn;
turns with no dead ends;
Hairpin Bends are for no returns;
a wild  wind whispers;
a shadow of  death appears !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com