SPARK OF LOVE
Little drops of love light from your eyes
Poured into my mind slots; more empty
Mud pots broken into pieces, unknowingly,
I grieve since you do not know the other end,
And who you are, but when you come to light,
Fill within me, those few pure light sparks!
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

SHADOW CRESENT
No more profound pain in this present,
It is a real gain in the shadow crescent,
Nobody's life is entirely free of any sorrow,
All you created without a need to borrow.

The mind always seeks to deny the current,
Intensity of pain depends in this moment,
Imagine the earth devoid of human being,
All we need is time; mind of a well-being.

And when we are gone, we are forgotten,
Without a trace, as if we never even existed,
And that's all, a simple love life in an oasis,
Well lived, fine loved in a mild silent way.

When a dwelling place has just lost its soul,
A wounded silence falls over a sudden goal,
None one will go further from one desert to another,
All the voices, wild echoes that all will be made later.
- Williamsji Maveli

BEYOND
I am a true human;
I am neither black nor white,
I am not in between
a color of real human or an animal
My mind is universal
My color is Whorled Wide,
I am not just beautiful,
But , bountiful, graceful
I am not just white or handsome
I am fair in my character
I wish you would know that.
I am more than of you
being loud and silent,
I am beautiful and I am unique.
I am expressive, but submissive
to shut down your racist arguments.
I am daring and striving.
I am neither an Angel nor a devil
Neither Black nor white,
I am a true human.
- WilliamsjiMaveli

A RETREAT
Glowing like the beams of a blue moon, apart,
Golden-haired rays filling in my shining heart,
Your charming, soft ******* touch my naked skin,
It’s so cool, wet and moist like morning light rain.

A retreat into my own life’s in-depth silence,
A desire erupts in a dew drop of lasting lust
Shattering, giant waves are fully in violence,
Smashing laments of the lovely bird,
While drowning, ears never heard.

A fragrance from the dark night’s budding flower,
The body tastes more salty like the calm sea air,
My body trembles by your soft and feather touch,
Like a tree, shook by a vigorous wind, still in rich,

An exciting lyric; a chirping bird, a loveable image;
Softly, and seductively, you call out from the cage;
I kneel down to nurture your beauty and courage;
For I am always with you to inspire; to encourage.

The blue ocean has now conceived,
Vital treasures of the earth received,
Sun, the Sky and the Shore dressed,
Ceremony in delight, they all now witnessed.

- WilliamsjiMaveli

Another million smiles
Never ever broken
On my frowned green face,
While gazing at your blue eyes,
Still, an ocean of
Emotions rising
Deep within my
Core unseen, a feather touch
Another pulse still shoots
Within my distorted
Body, waiting for
All the mysteries to
envelop in the
radiance of your
Twinkling eyes.

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

In the company of friends, we find our wings,
To dance and soar as the melody sings.
In each step, a tale of liberation untold,
A symphony of freedom, bold and old.

With arms outstretched and hearts ablaze,
We move together in a mesmerizing maze.
Bound not by chains, but by joy's embrace,
In this sacred circle, love finds its place.

Our feet tap the rhythm of ancient lore,
As we dance through the night, seeking more.
In every twirl and every graceful glide,
We shed our worries, casting them aside.

For in this moment, we're free to be,
Our spirits soaring, wild and free.
Each sway, a testament to life's sweet song,
In unity, we dance, forever strong.

No boundaries hold us, no rules confine,
As we dance under the moon's gentle shine.
For in the company of friends, we find,
A love that knows no limit, no bind.

So let the music guide our every move,
As we dance to the beat, our souls approve.
For in the joy of movement, we unite,
Celebrating life, love, and freedom
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

From bud to bloom, she rose, a crimson-thorned caress,
A beauty fierce, yet veiled in softest dress.
Her boughs unfurled, a fragrant invitation,
To passing souls who dreamt of sweet elation.

Some, blind to ******, reached for her tempting glow,
Their careless touch, a secret thrill, a flow
Of smiles unguarded, petals gently pressed,
A tender dance beneath the moonlit crest.

But as the moon waned, shadows lengthened deep,
The vibrant bloom began to gently sleep.
Exposed and bare, she rested on the ground,
Her beauty's peak a memory profound.

Yet, in that stillness, wisdom did entwine,
A strength unveiled, a grace that would define
Her journey onward, bathed in morning's light,
A rose reborn, more radiant and bright.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI