The only way to love
your better half
is to live under
the light shadow
of her  full moon!

The only way to live with her
is to look after her,throughout
day and night;
though your  blue sky turns
either to be dark or bright;
starry or cloudy !

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com

Lustrous faint light of candle glow;
Backdrop melody is soft and low;
Dancing shadows gather bare mass;
Forgotten wine drops in the glass.

The tender, soft pat of loving hands;
Opposite’s desires each understands;
Passionate lovers persuade to embrace;
Deep wishes from inner hearts interlace.

Excitement burns away to a desire;
Lips and eyes fuel the blaze of fire;
Thoughts hunt for a wishful lust
Inhibitions fade, replaced by trust
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com

Hidden  in between the lines of lyrics;
An underlined rhyme of loveliness;
Even if you read and write with one eye;
The two ears will listen to it; Later,
Embrace to heart; leaving a fragrance of  
Bountiful treasures of  life…
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com

The Unseen !
____________

Anything you most adore,
  Has its inheritance
    in an unseen world.
Only its sketch may alter,
    Yet the soul remains the same.
Anything of a wondrous vista and flame,
Will vanish in the long run;
each appealing word will fade,
    But do not be depressed,
Source come from eternal power
rising, branching out,
Giving, new existence and bliss.

______________
BY
WILLIA­MSJI MAVELI,
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorg­e.com
www.williamsmaveli.com

Whenever your body-buds blossoms,
will there be a spring time for me ?
Whenever your mind-leaf wither,
will there be a winter season for me ?
Whenever your tear-drops down
will there be a storm hit my heart ?
Whenever your breast burst up
will there be a thirst for my lips ?
whenever you are folded  within me
will there be a heaven on this earth ?
whenever you are sketched by me
    will you shade down in my canvass ?
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorg­e.com
www.williamsmaveli.com

Nothing is really belongs to me,
Except your pure love; blessings;
I have searched among humanity,
found nothing precious to acquire;
I am an outsider amidst my tribe;
an exile from their companionship;
I seek for a vision of sacred heart;
alone I sense cheerfulness, pleasure;
I planted the climber of love;
mutely watered it with my tears;
it has grown and overspread my hut
You offered me a cup of wine
Which I drank with in divine;
an  absorption  of my reflection of
well wishing; gratitude within me !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorg­e.com
www.williamsmaveli.com

Mind your third eye!
It  is the only place,
Where you can freely
Visualize your dreams;
It is a reminder
Of your third eye!
What you expect to get
or you excited for; or longed for;
Whether it is in a day or in a night,
It is a reminder
of your third eye!
Whether you are awake or asleep;
What you can easily wish to get
is only a small portion of it;
It is a reminder
of  your third eye!
Imagination is nurturing of
your own illusion;
the vision to see below the surface,
It is a reminder
of  your third eye!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com