You offered me nothing
for yesterday at all,
but, if you want to know the past,
Better to look back in a flash
This will bring you a present;
You offered me everything
for today by all means;
If you are living in present,
This will contribute the effect of the past
You offered me something
for tomorrow by all ways;
If you want to know the future,
better to  look at yourself  in the present;
for that is the cause of the future.
You offered nothing for yesterday
But, I shall offer you everything
for tomorrow
If  you do not know yesterday
and tomorrow
better not to know today!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

An Apple a day;
You and I shared this day;
by cutting it  half  in ****;
From one angle, I saw you,
swallowing; throat jammed;
No thirst; No hunger;
at the  hanging dried-up breast;
from another angle;
Just like a pale;
Ruined, dead body;
You became the debris
of a divine love,
inside your womb;
no more little seed can grow;
And you remain so simple; humble
Beside a sharp knife on the top
of a dining table!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I wish to be a small wound,

On one of my shaped *******;

bounce only by your ruthless bite;

Let that scratch be with my body

until my death;Your only passage

of light to my heart of darkness;

An X ray of cancer; curable;

not only by medicine;

but also by meditation;

words of prayers !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Mind is forever unspoken;
nightmares in and around
corpse speak a lot;
lightening in and out
volume is low
word is silent
accepting
is better;
knowing is worst;
be a outsider
of your own.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

   From an expression still
  scorching in my throat-
It is better to engrave than die;
  with my fractured fingers;
   I unlocked my memories;
The doors of the perished window;
Yesterday scribbled on a piece of paper.
The visitor is missing leaving the foot ware behind
Life too retreated after searching for a while in vain.
We alone remain at the end like rusted old vessels
The struggling love strangles us with creeping in memories.
Though we close the door mutually like this
The bonds of life and beyond call us back again.
A beat in the closed room within the heart
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI

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