She will arrive one day in a gesture of love,
gentle as a dawn  dew, cool like a light rain,
The rays of the sun will be on your cheeks,
The whirr of the breeze in her tone of talk,
in a elegant  pose with a hill-flower elegance.
She will appear, with slim, open arms,
A bearing of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuance bearing with eyes and lips,,
Her face in a pass-and-reposes of moods
As many as skies in a fragile change
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

To nurture sweet fruits on your body tree,
You must have a healthy mind and soul;
If your soul is beautiful and elegant, then
your spicy body shall blossom like a flower,
with fragrance on red cheeks and cherry lips,
also bountiful, delicious milk on ******* too !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

When an evil of Eve
goes out of the body of an Adam,
It travels over the wet paradise,
Looking for a shelter to
take rest of her body;
If she can't find one,
She will go back to her own hut;
Where she find it empty, lonely;
Then she comes out and hunts for other
Spirits of holiness even worse than herself;
And they come and live with her.
So when everything is over
Again and again,
She will be in a worse state
than the beginning of the first sin;
This is what happens
to the evil people
of today and tomorrow !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The half blue moon is at her full,
Pours the calm sea by  a goodwill;
Floods the dark night with light,
She opens her closed eyes bright
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BY
WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI

Behind the lie,
hidden a  truth;
Deep inside!
Behind the truth,
expose a lie;
Open outside!
Behind the fear,
sings a  Love
that cry!
Behind the courage
Wings a dove
that fly!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A corridor to soul is long and pure.
The path to the soul is narrow and rare.
At the top, there is a hanging rock face;
Bottom, a stormy, reckless wave race!
A right path leads to the depths of dark;
Left, is  end of your the voyage to embark;
Slowly, the right path descends into caves;
Left path takes you towards the evil waves;
A death never becomes the ultimate end;
Even birth of a baby is the natural trend!
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

After all What is left in this world ?
Why do we bother for nothing
Every second since we are born
with this suffering,
The day to day life?
We are very closer to our deaths,
We live, to die,
We live, to feel
We die, to heal
My so cold Blood which Flows,
In the  Darkness the body grows
in the Twilight it vanishes
cutting the edge between day and night
Life never changes,
  Love is losing it’s meaning.
All end up,In a Shallow,Cold,Grave,
All are born from Darkness...
All will return,To Darkness.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI