I see a dim star; colorless;
With closed eyes
among the little stars
in the blue sky
one descends to earth,
Towards my river side
Once She lived here, with her
Beloved husband and eight children;
Where are my children now?
Two sons and six daughters.
I gave life to eight; even now I can
Bring one more; where is my beloved man of thirst?


Everything is vague;
Even the first rain;
Even the first kiss;
Even the first embrace!
Everything is blurred.


I too grow uneasy
like the odor of the
rain-washed earth.
Countless poisonous
snakes creep towards me.
Many emerge
with their bleeding tongue
Women come out from
Earth’s blood; they run the
ballet, with flora on their
Beautiful *******!

The drums end their stillness.
Pretty women move towards
the river-bank's shades.
Lotus blossom in his rivers
A fairy girl walks from her petals
Who will breastfeed him?
Who will give him his flute,
his peacock-feather cap?

I am an umbrella of stars.
My love is the flute's life.
My word is from him;
From my own son!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A Sun took a shower in the deep sea…
holding the swell up of her *******
in roaring tides;
The Shore stood near ****
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Thorns; not flowers are my lyrics;
Unbreakable bones; not decaying
beautiful skins are not my beauty;
I love the skulls,
since they say the truth in the hell;
not in the heaven!
I create my existence
with a flow of blood from my sixth sense
without ache, wound and cry,
nothing new and fresh can be created.
When the bleeding touch for a re-birth
of human values, the pain becomes
inflicted and is acceptable to me!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Be vigorous, and survive like solo,
Be in love with, and like committed.
Dance, as if someone is holding,
Worship for long; you’ll  be blessed;
Kiss, like no lips get a blood stain;
Sing as if no one's listening,
Inhale like it's heaven is on earth..
Dawn has started its journey;
until dusk is dead;
then what it makes a twilight !
An everlasting journey....
Birth is a dusk;
death is a dawn;
wait for another life !
     Sun  has put his head into
             the ocean of darkness…..
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A sleepless sleep of eyes in silence;
A weep of a less weep in benevolence;
At the standstill of an elegant dusk;
With the daylight, covering the mask,
The twilight reflects in your mood;
As the sun bleeds down in pure red;
When white candles flick their flame,
spreads the scent of a lovable perfume.
While romantic flute sounds in the air;
at that precious moment, you are near!
What means this heaviness that hangs?
What means this mute music that bangs?
No blood circulates inside my own vein
Everything sinks down without even a pain
The body sinks down to take its final rest;
Mind turns back and mock at my arrest!  
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A night's gold necklace glitters on her !
She sat nearby me; softly touching me;
Sea is silent; cold; shivering and ****;
Night’s necklace glitters on bountiful *******!
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Arrived bare;

Wearing nothing; nothing at all;

In a night mask of darkness,

Nothing to be seen by naked eyes;

Nowhere to touch and to feel;

No face; No lips; No eyes, bare !

Still my soul wept without any tears;

Body ignited in a flame;

Drops of light spread around;

Tears dry; candle flame dim, no fears;

A soft bliss within me,

An urge for a moment of

leisure love.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI