Williamsji Maveli

Williamsji Maveli Dec 2014

To say that I love you,
Means that I love your
Body and mind
Wholeheartedly
I can love one person all time
As my life is just saying
That one candle will
Continue burning
As long as you live
Along with me
Like a candle,
Enlightening me
Hence, I declare that
Your eyes are dew drops,
Lips like red cherry fruits,
Face is a full moon;
Hairs, black forest,
Dove birds, your ****,
Desert Lake, your navel,
You are my own nature,
So celestial,
So elegant!

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

From Williamsji Maveli's new collection of poems titled " Sinfully Yours..."

Williamsji Maveli Jul 2014

My Dad plays a game of "hide and seek" : A Tribute poem to my beloved Dad: Late George Maveli

My Dad plays a game of "hide and seek" : A Tribute poem to my beloved Dad: Late George Maveli
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• My Dad plays a game of "hide and seek" :
• A Tribute poem to my beloved Dad: Late George Maveli
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My Dad plays a game of "hide and seek",
Though in Intensive Care since a week,
But I know He is still sleeps by my side,
He still makes me happy by elephant ride
Putting me on his bare back to continue play
Taking his strong arms to go fast or to delay
And to repeat the black elephant's game
Making me to be happier and fame
• Top from heaven I heard
• a song of love from a bird;
• A sad word from  my Lord,
• I still love you my dear Dad.
He died not too late in my hand,
but lives still in my own soft mind
I wish time wouldn't go forward,
then I would make a good reward
I try to have and repeat old memoirs,
my minds mostly turns to summaries
• Top from heaven I heard
• a song of love from a bird;
• A sad word from  my Lord,
• I still love you my dear Dad.
I wish I had my dear dad by my side
The stories I hear about ocean tide,
To my eyes it brings more and more fear
Before I had to say good-bye, a drop of tear
I wish I had more fun time with my dear
My mom lets me know how much he care
Since I was too young to have love to share
• Top from heaven I heard
• a song of love from a bird;
• A sad word from  my Lord,
• I still love you my dear Dad.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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NOTE: I left my dear Dad (Late George Maveli) in the hands of my Lord Jesus on Saturday 19th July @ 1630 hours Indian time. He died at the age of 89, I am his eldest Son. I regret to express to all my beloved viewers and my well wishers of Hello Poetry. I shall post my poems after a weeks period of condolence   - WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Jul 2014

Khrystle Rea

When to Write

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

#sad #life #tears #happy #emotions #pen #angry #write #anxious

Williamsji Maveli Jun 2014

An ode to a poet ( Williamsji Maveli)

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
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A Tribute Poem written by my friend poet
Curtis Longstreet

Williamsji Maveli Feb 2014

A Song of a Choice, A Betrothal Song to Marilyn Williams

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.

Williamsji Maveli Jan 2014

Bleed for two days !

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
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Williamsji Maveli Jan 2014

An Email Invite from a Girl

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
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI