In the depths of anxious injure, mind caught,
Heart veiled in tasks of feelings obscure dance,
In soul's core, hues of mood remain fraught,
Beauty shifts with each moon's fleeting glance.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The Dance of Emotion

With a word, she begins the dance,
Becoming the character, in a trance.
Lens zooms closer, capturing her grace,
As emotions flicker, upon her face.

Eyes wide open, reflecting the light,
Revealing the depths, hidden from sight.
Trembling body, a vessel of emotion,
In her performance, a heartfelt devotion.

Through poetic thought, she spins her tale,
With words that shimmer, like a silvered veil.
Each line a step, in the dance of emotion,
Creating a symphony, of heartfelt devotion.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A Portrait in Motion

At the director's call, she takes her place,
Becoming the character, with effortless grace.
Lens focuses sharply, upon her form,
Capturing each nuance, through the storm.

Eyes wide open, with a fierce intensity,
Revealing the depths, of her identity.
Trembling body, a canvas in motion,
In her performance, a profound devotion.

Through poetic thought, she paints the scene,
With words that flow, like a gentle stream.
Each line a stroke, upon the canvas of time,
Creating a portrait, both tender and sublime.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Among the trees, in forests deep,
Photographer and muse do creep.
Through dappled light and whispering leaves,
A world of magic the lens retrieves.

In nature's embrace, we find our peace,
As time and space seem to cease.
Each photo a poem, each pose a rhyme,
Captured in moments, frozen in time.

With every click, a story unfolds,
Of love and laughter, secrets untold.
In photoshoots, we find our truth,
In the wilderness of eternal youth.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

She brought me here from the oasis,
I stole her whirling from the deep ocean,
Prior to her warm embrace,
I was tempted by her fragrance,
Honey and milk seem to be good,
You can borrow my soul on rental
I keep whispering in your sharp ears,
Who made my body and soul
Creating me, giving birth as a whole,
A day will come to go into another hole.
Find your own pathway beyond all times,
Well-being who gave life as tribute,
To drink all from the purest white petals
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Life comes as it is,
Just like a river flow,
If it is a mystery,
Accept it,
If you take away all mystical beliefs,
then everything was certain,
Then comes life as a pillar of faith,
for faith has no room,
no further discovery,
no more immortality,
All aesthetic festivities and creativities arrives from uncertainty,
even though
life seems to be beautiful,
bountiful.
Faithfully Yours,
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Where blue the blue ocean reaches superb,
Her changing tides of love, never to curb,
Beating the sandy shore, smashing on and off,
The fervent vision, on and ever on, breath of puff.

Beyond the circled boundary of the lonely sky,
Towards enchanted lakes and rivers of majesty,
There is a celestial radiance of life’s bounty,
The sun approaches, all the heavens lit in beauty.

With touches of those wet salty water, all the sea,
Laid and weaved with dazzling for our feet’s plea,
Life is like an ocean, never ever to have to rest,
Shower, give away all treasures of love, the best.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI