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tears

  fill my eyes

                       I grab my pen



a fire

  burns in my stomach

                       I grab my pen



tapping

  engulfs my limbs

                       I grab my pen


warmth

  encompasses my entirety

             my lips turned up

                       I grab my sneakers

                                                                              forgetting about my pen
If you really want to know how to write poetry
Then read the verses of Williamsji Mavelli
No he's not Shakespeare Frost or Maya Angelou
Yet, he has forgotten more about writing poems
Than most of us ever will know, or ever knew
Integrity is water in a barren desert-- a treasure found.
And a poet can become a slave to burning ego
Without the true man of the quill to keep their feet
Planted firmly on the ground
So I render this feeble tribute to you my old friend
Since the beginning; standing as a living symbol  
Of class, integrity and enduring inspiration
______________
A Tribute Poem written by my friend poet
Curtis Longstreet
Stealing the blues from the splashing seas,
A tinge of green from the olive trees,
A bit of red from the sunset, with pure,
White from the February dawn dews,
Myself, along with my wife Gem Nimmy,
Second star Madonna Williams, we all,
Together frame a sweet home with the
Bright combination of vivid colors
For an everlasting life to both of you,
Dear Bastin Paul and Marilyn Williams,
As this couple has made a life based
Promise to make a promise, as they have
chosen to make a choice for their life

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

NOTE; Inspired by Marilyn Williams, first daughter of author WILLIAMSJI MAVELI on the betrothal day, on 24th Feb 2014@ St. George Basilica Church at 11: 30 AM (Indian Time). The wedding is scheduled to be held at St. Jospeh's Forane Church on 1st of March, 2014 @ Kodakara, Trichur, South India.

There, she was ****,
an old body, hanging around;
across her *******,
A knife takes a cut off
…Bleed for two days.

Then, she was rude,
an old love, burning at one end;
Towards her armpits,
A needle pierce into
…Bleed for two days
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dear Handsome Lover Boy,
I’m Meera Gupta,
a 22 year KG teacher for kids,
I am very sociable and fun-loving;
I am looking for someone,
Kind to my heart,
Mind at my chat
Confident & smart life partner
who will match my wave-length.
Are you interested in knowing me?
Are you inspired my love writing?
Regards,
Meera Gupta
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A lovely moment
can be a vague thing,
but only because we’re too busy,
too wounded, too stressed,
or too blinded to open
our eyes and see them.  
The truth is, Lovely Moments
are in abundant in our daily life.
When you find a connecting point,
and you’re reminded that
those passing feelings
of loneliness do not mean
you’re actually alone – that’s a
Lovely Moment.
When you have the opportunity
to touch another life with the
comfort that they
don't have to be afraid;
that's a lovely moment !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Awaken like the swelling sun,
My exotic lust takes a slow run
Awaken like the genesis of day,
My sweet love sings this midday
A new sound is heard like the call of a bird,
My will sobs at the beauty of your word.
Earth is fertile like an elegant woman,
Sun is burning to share, like a man
We were meant to be, long before birth.
Finally to decorate the body in wreath
Your name is written on the vast shore
In a landscape you stand alone bare
Eternally bound, painfully shine
Your ******* are nurtured   in mine.
Day Hand in hand
Night slept in sand
Forever together, never to part,
Bodies divided, but one at heart.
Your soft touch, like the flush of the moon,
Bring forth my heart, from its cocoon.
And in your eyes, your live shines forth,
More than the stars, your glance is worth.
And every word brings forth the fire
Within my veins, the edge of desire.
To grow old in your arms, this life time
It’s my dream; that’s all I want to be fame
When wheels of age finally run short
Then you are my own angel to escort.
And I will save a seat, for you at my side
Eternity waits, only for both of us to abide.
Now let us rejoice, all comes without a clue
Time is our best friend, as oceans are blue.
All vigor and strength in our bodies reside
Only in true love, does my spirit confide.
Let us be merry, and laugh, and rejoice,
Only in that love, all do find their voice.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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