Many people throng the temples to offer,
Prayers, rituals to inhale  for better power,
Today is the day to begin with love and light,
A festival rays of peace in the hearts in bright,
A joyful day and night with all novel delight,
All eyes and hands holding white candle light.
And most of them are richly dressed and keen,
And eat such graceful food and sweets clean
Whilst noisy crackers burst, their lights are seen,
It seems to be a happy day on Earth ever been
But are there not hearts woe-filled, very sad,
Today's the triumph of Good over the bad,
True joy is always when you see smile  in glad,
Love and prosperity in the minds enthralled.
Many people throng the Temples to offer,
Prayers, rituals to inhale  for better power.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The body warmed up,
Within a passion heat;
Mind linked and drowned
into a wild drum beat;
For a hungry embrace,
the inner desire takes a  race
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The body warmed up,
Within a passion heat;
Mind linked and drowned
into a wild drum beat;
For a hungry embrace,
the inner desire takes a  race
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A  tender skin,
soft under my finger tips.
Blue eyes watch my touch,
It override with pleasure.
An elegant face,
within the frame of soft hairs
red painted lips thirsts again
responsive to my gentle kiss.
A half-**** body,
youthfully eager for bursting
every part confirms
to my loving touch.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I kissed,
and for a split of seconds,
You lost in me,
into the  wet and the heat!

I missed,
and for a break of
Minutes,
you whirl in me,
into the warmth and the depth!

I embraced,
and for an instant of hours,
You melted in me,
Into the grip and the body!


I slept,
and for a moment
of the early dawn
You lived in me
into the tie-up of the soul!
*
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I was floating on your side,
Sitting always in your ride,
I was your neighbor once,
Seeing through every day,
Sleeping like a little wave,
on a glassy shore;
You are in my blues;
I am your greens;
I am your sea;
You are in my shores;
You are rude;
I am ****!

*
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I met my love on a fine twilight
She was walking in her own solitude
I stopped her and bowed before,
In return, she blessed me
by a sweet kiss on my lips;
and a strong embrace in her arms!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I am in the most
delicate pain
on both sides of you now,
with a sweating, boiling
feeling of an impulsive volcano
strain at its peak
inside
wanting to burst out
my sweetest self
all over you.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

She will arrive one day in a gesture of love,
gentle as a dawn  dew, cool like a light rain,
The rays of the sun will be on your cheeks,
The whirr of the breeze in her tone of talk,
in a elegant  pose with a hill-flower elegance.
She will appear, with slim, open arms,
A bearing of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuance bearing with eyes and lips,,
Her face in a pass-and-reposes of moods
As many as skies in a fragile change
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

To nurture sweet fruits on your body tree,
You must have a healthy mind and soul;
If your soul is beautiful and elegant, then
your spicy body shall blossom like a flower,
with fragrance on red cheeks and cherry lips,
also bountiful, delicious milk on ******* too !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

When an evil of Eve
goes out of the body of an Adam,
It travels over the wet paradise,
Looking for a shelter to
take rest of her body;
If she can't find one,
She will go back to her own hut;
Where she find it empty, lonely;
Then she comes out and hunts for other
Spirits of holiness even worse than herself;
And they come and live with her.
So when everything is over
Again and again,
She will be in a worse state
than the beginning of the first sin;
This is what happens
to the evil people
of today and tomorrow !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The half blue moon is at her full,
Pours the calm sea by  a goodwill;
Floods the dark night with light,
She opens her closed eyes bright
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI

Behind the lie,
hidden a  truth;
Deep inside!
Behind the truth,
expose a lie;
Open outside!
Behind the fear,
sings a  Love
that cry!
Behind the courage
Wings a dove
that fly!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A corridor to soul is long and pure.
The path to the soul is narrow and rare.
At the top, there is a hanging rock face;
Bottom, a stormy, reckless wave race!
A right path leads to the depths of dark;
Left, is  end of your the voyage to embark;
Slowly, the right path descends into caves;
Left path takes you towards the evil waves;
A death never becomes the ultimate end;
Even birth of a baby is the natural trend!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

After all What is left in this world ?
Why do we bother for nothing
Every second since we are born
with this suffering,
The day to day life?
We are very closer to our deaths,
We live, to die,
We live, to feel
We die, to heal
My so cold Blood which Flows,
In the  Darkness the body grows
in the Twilight it vanishes
cutting the edge between day and night
Life never changes,
  Love is losing it’s meaning.
All end up,In a Shallow,Cold,Grave,
All are born from Darkness...
All will return,To Darkness.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

There shall fall forth a
pure drop from him;
And a tiny grass from
her wet soil shall grow
in that sacred womb !
*
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

And if this lovely moment is for 32 candle lights;
On your wedding Anniversary , you are dressed in white,
While the early morning showers down pour
we, will be the one singing along the shore!

Being both of us lost in each others eyes,
Whereas all the nights, shining stars arise,
Hearing the light murmuring of the oceanic,
we do unveil the curtain of mystery of love iin panic

Sniffing your red cheeks, softly both pull aside;
Sweet is the cherry flower bloom beside;
the sun, the sand, the blue  sky and the wind,
Fostering, nurturing both your body and min
*
BY
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

To taste a sweet fruit,
You must have a
Healthy tree!
To love a sweet girl,
You must have a
Wealthy tree!
Always a good person brings
Good things to you;
Always a bad person brings
Bad things to you;
But, you be always
Good !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I am dark like rain clouds;
But, when you shower,
I become the most loveable;
Then, I shall embrace my sun!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Moon has opened her eyes;
She is the symbol of feminine love;
Her ******* are so beautiful!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Come to my vineyard, O’ my love,

Spreading the green grass on bed,

From the blossoms and flower buds,

Having arrayed myself in a celestial

bridal costume from head to toe,

Wearing no gold on my *******;

It’s all free for your hands to nurture,

I have been your slave since long;

My body pains for your touch;

My soul gains by your vouch!

I am not your beautiful Queen;  

But, you are my handsome King,

As always, you captured my heart!

___________

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

In an early morning dream,
When all  are in deep sleep,
I screamed out in fear;
As I walked towards the dark valleys;
Barren deserts, high mountains,
Slowly on my head and shoulders,
The blue sky became my own blue eyes;
Hills, my *******; water wells my *******,
And this beautiful planet Earth,
As my own spicy body;
Still I explored to find
the charms of his heights;
the strength of his weights;
further hunting for a good time
to rush into his strong arms ;
and to be the part of his body and soul

________________

BY
WILLIAMS­JI MAVELI

No hospitality at all, to anyone;
This is not an orphanage;
Not even an invitee enters;
None to cook;
None to serve;
None to eat;
Inside the nest,
A bird of hope chirps.
Rain after the hurricane will
Sweep across the shores;
Since then, a heavy summer will
Follow touching my shoulders;
A wild wind whirls away;
From the snake's hole;
I hear a poisonous sound;
Never abandon your ears;
Keep the crown on your forehead;
Invite a bite from her !
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Her blue eyes glow more than the moon;
like ripped cherry fruit, her lips emerge soon;
If rabbits are timid, her ******* are so soft;
If dawn mist be white, her cheeks are bright;
If hairs are long, black ropes grow on her top.
If beauty is not on her silky skin, then a flop!
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Harvesting festival
is around the paddy field;
But nothing to harvest,
Except my own deadly sins!

Reaping Carnival
is around the shopping corner;
But nothing to dig out;
Except my own old culture!

Delicious homemade dish
is around the dining table;
But no one to taste it;
Except my own big stomach!
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Love and lust go hand in hand;
Its connection makes a demand;
Makes the couple come so closed;
Ignite relationship to make blessed;
Lust is not from an emotionless flow;
And love is vital, in its overall glow;
Pure love without lust or natural lust
Without love is like food without salt.
Mind and body entangled in a bolt;
Wind and air, embrace into a revolt;
Creations between the two indulge;
Languages mute; expressions bulge!
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Gold and silver are exposed;
Made better in nice shapes by fire;
To wear as ornamental decorations;
Women and beauty are uncovered;
Enhanced further to love by blaze;
Life is short; hence purify your heart,
in such a way, by the burning
furnace of lust  and real love !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I embrace into
my night bleeding's,
  I stir up from
my day feelings,
Thinking of you;
My sensitivity
Were full of enthusiasm
My ******* were upright
As if waiting
For the gentleness of
Your lips
How I want you
To kiss my *******
I woke up
this morning,
Thinking of you;
Still wet from the dream
I had about you
Last night
Still humid with passion
Wanting your mouth
To ******* lips !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

She is not at all beautiful;
But her eyes are so
deep and in blue color
both are captivating!

She is not at all gorgeous;
But her lips are so
soft and persuasive!
Both are alluring!

She is not at all dazzling;
But her **** are so
appealing and tempting;
Both are enthralling!

Still she is one body,
Though made up of many parts;
Her eyes, lips and ****,
Love them all in one
She is all in one;
Beautiful, gorgeous,
Dazzling and charming;
She is all in one;
Her beauty remains
All in one!

*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

From the bliss of her blue eyes;  
In the fragrance of her lotus cheeks;
For my heart and mind's delight,
For a mystic accord,
Linking sense to touch;
Sound; and the sight;
Dear beautiful Earth,
Offer me another life to raise
this ode of grateful praise.


BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A fast-track court in the capital city;
A Judiciary of a democratic Country;
Hearing the a gang-**** case,
reserved its order
on the quantum of
Punishment for the
four convicted in the
Gang-**** and ******
of a 23-year-old
innocent girl

A 237- page judgment,
Noting that that the
Crime was committed
in an extremely brutal manner.
“The major part of her intestine
was pulled out from the body,”
the Doctor  said.

The prosecution has sought
the death penalty for the
four convicts, while the
Defense lawyers for the
Convicted are pleading
for a lenient verdict.
The arguments in the
gruesome gang-**** case
are over and sentencing
will be announced
at 2.30 pm on Friday,
13th September, 2013

"The sentence which is
very appropriate is nothing
short of death,"
special public prosecutor
told the court.


“The common man
will lose faith in the judiciary
if the harshest punishment
is not given “
the Judge remarked;
Guilty of ******,
Gang ****,
Unnatural ***,
Criminal conspiracy,  
destruction of evidence,
Kidnapping and attempting to ****,
the  eyewitness  said

The fifth convict
Committed suicide
in Tihar Jail
in March this year

The sixth convict
was a juvenile at the time
of the incident and has been
given a three- year term
in a reformation home.

A fast-track court,
A Judiciary of a democratic
Country will order
Stop Crime against women !
“Hang them,
Not let them go free”
**
______________

BY
WILLI­AMSJI MAVELI

She loved me like anything;
The kind of a stunning woman
I could fall in love with.
But, My Dilemma is,
She was standing next to
that woman to whom
I would like to make keen on to. 

**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I am a poem hunter,
To fulfill my thirst for beauty,
I look into her blue eyes;
Poetry swims in those two lakes!

I am a poem hunter,
To fulfill my thirst for beauty
I hear her melodies voice;
Poetry swings in those lyrics!

I am a poem hunter,
To fulfill my thirst for beauty
I touch on her *******;
Poetry erupts like pink *******

The vowels dance with the consonants
The alphabets sleep under her words;
The words kiss the sentences;
The Poet become  naked !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

You are a blue Ocean;
I am the pale sky;
You are my red Earth;
I am the dry shore!

You are a silver moon;
I am the hot sun;
You are my twilight;
I am the cool night!

You are a feminine touch;
I am the muscle man;
You are for my embrace;
I am the sweet kiss!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Your marvelous body will decay;
And wondrous sight will disappear,
All your  lovable expressions will fade;
    Do not be saddened, do not be depressed
The resource is  from  eternal
Budding, growing, branching out,
    and giving new life and delight.
Never moan at anything gone wrong
That Source is within you always
and this whole world is behind you
A spring is emerging from it.
Seasons will alter like shade and light.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

In the summer downpour
our embrace
will cool the heated winds;
but for this relief
there are enraged storms;
To cool down
Kiss me towards
the wet Earth!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Be fond of
your state of mind;
Of touching from
one and to another;
Opportunity to opportunity;
Occasion to occasion;
From one end to another;
In and out of a
Brightness and darkness;
Towards the voiceless voices
of the heavenly skies and its blues
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A shadow fades
and daylight erupts
All pieces fall in place;
A day begins
unlike the rest
it wears a unusual face.
All are right
not one thing wrong;
Every hour flows gently by;
Regrets and doubts
cannot exist
within this clear blue sky.
Life like this
without a care
I wish that I could see;
So rare a find
within the mind
perfect reality.
The day will come
when I will see
life in its perfect scheme;
I hope and pray
that on this day
it won’t just be a dream.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A disclosure of a common man,
  God gave a flare of thought to him,
to that common man,
without having a dress to put on;
an asylum to reside,
a bread to eat;
He was deputed
to recite to his servants,
who work in his vineyard,
things which must soon come to go by;
and he sent and signified it
by his guardian angel
into his servants,
Who bare the record
of the word of God,
and of the evidence
of Life and Death,
and of all things that he saw.
Blessed is he that common man,
without having a cloth to wear;
a shelter to dwell,
a bread to eat;
those who hear the words of his prediction,
will keep those things
which are written therein:
for the time is at hand.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI