Williamsji Maveli

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

In a sense of what you absorb to feel,
within a moment for a soft touch to heal,
I am there, to share and to borrow;
your pain; grief; distress and sorrow !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

A Life Dance.....

A feather touch
is enough ;
For your peacock
to perform
a dance !
We shall sing
each other;
But,
never ever share
a life together!.

A light kiss
is enough ;
For your eyes
to sleep
for a dream;
We shall embrace
each other;
but,
never ever care,
to love together;

A moon ray
is enough;
For your cheeks
to shine,
like a moon;
We shall blaze,
in each other,
but,
never ever pour,
a lust together.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

Flames In Her Eyes !

Flames in her eyes
grows brighter and brighter
until you can no longer see it.
You feel such a great love
coming from these beams.
The glow fades, taking you with it.
In its place two small globes of
crystal sparks; then rolls back up
to the shape of hard stones;
later to become the tear drops
from the eyes once again.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

A Statue of a Mother !

Engraved, into the curved shapes
of two stones of her statue,
looks like the deep images of eyes,
weeping in painful tear-drops;
The place is sacred !

Embossed, into the smoothed shapes
of two doves of her statue,
looks like the green leaves of life,
pouring in graceful milk drops;
The place is sacred !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

A Lifeless Life !

An elevator;
takes you up and down
frequently;day and night;
either  to  heaven; or to  hell;
It depends how you behave;
Sometimes upward;
other times  downward;
or even to underground !
It looks like  God’s own iron hands;
who orders to be carried
either up or down;
Down to the hell; up to heaven;
The Lord’s chariot; neither pulled
by a horse nor by any  wheel;
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An elevator takes you up to heaven;
Sometimes down to your own hell!
Also it looks like the gallows;
or a hanging tree;
or a bore-well ;
no water; no air;
like a devil's fort in dark;
once you be in his custody;
No openings; No closings;
Neither a start nor an end;
a lifeless life;
within a life !
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__________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

Why did I call her again ?

Swiftly,   at the
hours of dense darkness,
She, my blessed,
beautiful  Goddess,
appeared with a
smile in her immortal eyes
  and  asked what had happened
yesterday and
    why did I call her again ?
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2013

Togetherness !

In a sweet nibble of mine;
A cold blood- drop clots
on your red lips.
In a sweat hug of mine;
A strong thread enters
into the hole of your heart;
To stitch our bodies into
one cloth for a
life better together....
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge.com

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI