A serpent's whisper, a tempting deceit,
Knowledge is forbidden, a bitter-sweet treat.
Eve, with a curious gaze, reached for the unknown,
Beauty's reflection, a seed was now sown.

The fig leaf's disguise, a figment of shame,
Lost innocence whispered, a world now aflame.
Beauty forever entwined with desire,
A spark ignited, a consuming fire.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Unblemished
Eve, unblemished, in Eden's embrace,
Where sunlight kissed skin, a sacred space.
No need for adornment, nature's own art,
A perfect form, a guileless heart.

In pools that mirrored the cerulean sky,
Her beauty reflected a truth that couldn't lie.
Innocence bloomed, untainted by shame,
A world unburdened, whispering her name.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

My spirit, entwined, a part of your light,
Yearns to forever reside in your sight.
Born from a spark of the divine's embrace,
This human shell, a vessel for sacred grace.

Each breath unfolds, a purpose unknown,
Yet all I offer, freely it's shown.
This mortal form, a fleeting delight,
While love's eternal flame burns ever bright.

Crafted by hands unseen, a flawless design,
My body, your temple, forever entwined.
Flesh and bone, a testament to love's art,
Belonging not to me, but to a boundless heart.

Oh, lead me where blooms unfurl their sweet scent,
To love all creation, with no dissent.
May this earthly joy return, ever new,
As my soul embarks on a journey to you.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Onstage she stands, a vision bright,
Confidence is a guiding light.
Not judged by curves, a form defined,
But by strength and grace, she's refined.

Her dress may flow, a mermaid's dream,
But in her heart, a powerful stream.
She carries oceans, vast and deep,
Where pearls of wisdom softly sleep.

Her smile, a sunrise, warm and true,
Her eyes reflect the endless blue.
No need for shells on skin so bare,
Her inner beauty, a treasure rare.

So let her shine, this ocean's queen,
With wit and heart, a radiant scene.
For beauty lies not in a shell's embrace,
But in the spirit's boundless grace.
-WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WRECKAGE
Though kingdoms crumble, crowns collect but dust,
And hearts once paired now beat a lonely drum,
Our springtime's bloom may fade, love, turn to rust,
Yet in this wreckage, hope's bright flame can come.

The monarchs may have faltered, lost their way,
But in the ashes, embers softly glow.
We, once bystanders, watch the empires stray,
But from these ruins, stronger love can grow.

Let fallen thrones be lessons, not our guide,
Let solitude ignite a fiercer spark.
Together we can build, where others died,
A love that rises, soaring in the dark.

With weathered hands, but spirits unconfined,
We'll forge a kingdom, you and I, entwined.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

IN THY GRACE
Upon the branch, a poet's muse doth sway,
Another leaf, a marvel in the light's soft play.
Its beauty whispers all secrets of the earth,
In the veins of evergreen, the tales of birth.
Softness draped in nature's gentle hold,
Each curve and edge a story, yet untold.
In whispered rustles, poetic lines are found,
As it dances with the wind's soft sound.
A canvas painted with the hues of dawn,
A masterpiece of nature's skillful spawn.
Oh, leaf, thou art a marvel to behold,
In thy grace, a poet's heart unfolds.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Laughter rings, a joyous sound,
Holi's colors all around.
Reds of joy, like poppy bright,
Yellows dance, with pure delight.

Greens of spring, a hopeful hue,
Blues of laughter, skies so blue.
On skin they fly, a vibrant rain,
Washing worries down the drain.

A woman twirls, a vision fair,
Not for her beauty, but the flair
She brings to dance, with open heart,
In Holi's joy, she plays her part.

Colors blend, a rainbow's art,
A celebration, free of start
And end, a mingling, hand in hand,
The spirit of Holi takes its stand.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI