Looking face to face,
While sitting around the corner,
Under the shadow of a pine tree;
In a celestial twilight;
I looked at her blue eyes;
To speak in silence;
A muted line of a lyric;
A quoted word of a love;
In a light pleasure of a mild touch;
Under her arms in a mild dream;
Further drowning into her stream….  
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A dead body never tells a lie;
At the night’s mid-hours
A dead body at the hospital mortuary told me:
“Look!  My hands were *******;
That Gun is not mine!
Even, I am not aware or familiar
With those bullets at all;
Except the one which hit on me
And pierced into my own chest “
A dead body never tells a lie!
Meanwhile, I asked the dead body”
“What is life after?
Where do we go after death?
“You do not go anywhere;
Certainly not to those places,
Many of you imagine and talk about—
Heaven, Hell, Purgatory.
Those places do not exist at all..
A dead body never tells a lie!
” Do we know who we are?
When we get there?
Absolutely not!  Not at all
You not only; do not even lose your identity,
But will have a much clearer;
  More powerful knowing of
Who you are than you had in
own physical life, here on Earth !
A dead body never tells a lie!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A Ring master at the circus tent,
Once told his play mates,
to remove all washable make-ups
from their face; and to watch the
caged animals behind the tent,
The Scene behind the tent:
a strong lion looks so violent,
Embracing a silent tiger,
Sleeping cool so;
Both are in love in love.
Both nurture each other;
Later after months time
Gave birth to a Liger,
An animal born to a
Male lion and a Tigress !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I drink,
I drink a lot;
as I taste
each and every drop;
of you;
I think,
As if I
I drink you
Forever...
From your eyes;
Drops of tears;
From your lips;
Drops of wine;
From your ****;
Drops of milk
I Love you so much;
I live in you as such !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Love is everlasting and kind hearted;
It will not expose jealous or egotistical;
It does not keep an evidence of wrongs;
It is delighted with the naked truth. !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The sun burns on my top; its day!
While she cools and wet down; its night !
It was a stunning day time;
At the lonely sandy sea beach;
She came walking slowly in half ****;
Knocking the sand-built hills in mood;
Her smooth brownish skin shines;
in the warmth of the morning heat;
The top most is almost uncovered;
Sun started shading towards the shore
After a while, she sighed and sat up
gazing out at the embracing waves,
watching the birds; listening to nature
playing in the water; swimming down
towards her deepest lust for a love-drop!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

My sketch will be incomplete,
without your blue eyes,
added to my life canvas !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI