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Never, ever touch her body;
It is heavenly, It is  spicy;
It is fleshy; It is silky;
Before it was made of dust;
and soon it will go to
the  debris of this earth;
    It is really wonderful !
Do not fear on its ultimate end;
  beyond her body,
a  uniform persists;
covered with elegant eyes,
red cherry lips,
sumptuous  *******;
no doubt you will be an angel;
flying towards the heaven.
But remember, even
heavenly bodies grow old
and will pass again
from one form to another
    and will  plunge into
the ocean of deadly sins;
Let the waves turn and become red.
But do not think on the red alone;
It becomes the hell,
   Later,  the hell too,
becomes a  heaven !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
441 · Apr 2013
Love at this hour!

Give me your red grapes
from the hilly landscapes;
of your spicy body shapes;
Let me down into your lakes;
to drink the wet milk shakes,
A dream away in my awakes.
Give me your petals of roses;
From the thorn of blossoms;
on your soft, sumptuous ****,
Tasting its mole and tiny bits;
Let me sleep in your arms;
Smiling in my day dreams ;
Give me apples to be the kiss
of  your red and tender lips;
Let me bite and leak a pour
of a fatal love  at this hour !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
440 · Jun 2013
Why did I call her again ?

Swiftly,   at the
hours of dense darkness,
She, my blessed,
beautiful  Goddess,
appeared with a
smile in her immortal eyes
  and  asked what had happened
yesterday and
    why did I call her again ?
*    
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
439 · Mar 2013
A return journey !


Time passes away like a light summer rain;
Never you will suffer, the inner soul’s pain;
A light feather touch is added as the last gain;
A return journey to begin and to come again  
*

BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of Micropoems, titled as "MICROTHEMES", 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
438 · May 2013
Unlike........

Unlike the explosion of an emotional unrest ;
you are an unheard violence in my silence;
Unlike the thirst of an eternal love for a depth;
You are a tear burst of my life for a death !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.shanthinagar.c­om
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
438 · May 2013
After The Ceremony !

After undergoing the usual  ceremonial purification's;
and between a journey to an unknown hut on a honey-moon;
Bare, She came with a bowl* , filled with wine of red grapes;
Drinking all  little drops; I left nothing, leaving it empty;
  Had I drank half the bowl , I would have survived;
If left it untouched; I would have further more  lived.
But, someone now announced that I am totally dead !

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.microthemes.com

NOTE:
The word "bowl", symbolizes, the life span of a human being.

From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
436 · Jun 2013
My Sketch !

My sketch will be incomplete,
without your blue eyes,
added to my life canvas !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
435 · Oct 2017
LIFE IS A SECRET GARDEN
Life is a secret garden

Mind is the main root,

Body is the long trunk;

Soul is the blossomed flower,

When will you come?

to enjoy the wind within me

And to pluck my fruits of love

_________
BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
434 · Mar 2013
In his silence......

At my busted
Pen’s nib,
No ink drops
At all.
The poet is
in his silence….

At my broken
Guitar’s string,
No sound effects
at all
The  singer is
In his silence…

At my green
Valley’s meadow,
No buds blossoms
At all
The lover is
In his silence…

*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MIRCOTHEMES, a collection of short poems, by Williamsji Maveli
433 · Mar 2013
It's a Prayer.......

A cup of your blood is being poured into my lips;
this is a blessed drink from all the blessed;
Allow me to taste its drops  by my tongue;
let me be purified; glorified, being your veins;
A piece of your bread is being baked into my throat;
This is a blessed body from all the blessed;
Allow me to eat the loaf by my own teeth;
Let me be crucified; killed by your deadly sin;
It's a prayer from the Earth; not from heaven !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
433 · Jun 2013
Just to love you !

My frequent calls to you;
Since from beginning;
From many days
and towards years;
I just memorize sitting nearby;
At your hill side hut; isolated;
All days and nights besides
Laughing for laugh sake;
Just to hear your laugh.
Smile for smile sake;
Just to see your smiles;
Cry for cry sake;
Just to see your tears;
Live for living sake;
Just to see you alive;
Just to love you
Further for many
and more years to come !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
432 · Nov 2013
A Race of Mind !

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
430 · Jun 2013
Far and Far !

Although,
Amazingly,
far and far;
up and up;
You are
Annoyingly.
very near and near;
Dear !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
429 · Feb 2013
A Cry for the right.....

Immersed into the sorrow of the night;
Through the wings of the day in delight;
Despair, followed by a lasting, superb light;
Wild wind became a  final cry for the right.


BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Thursday, 28th February, 2013
*
__________________­________
From the collection "microthemes" by Williamsji Maveli
429 · Apr 2013
The Invisible Hands !

Every now and then;
I even compile verses;
about her eyes, lips, cheeks;
While I am in her arms too;
Neither the wind nor the sea,
either the blue sky nor the stars
Knows the pain of those waves;
suffering of the  heavy beatings;
Scribbling, on her *******, softly;
a line of love with, invisible hands.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
428 · Oct 2013
The Tie-up !

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
428 · Jan 2013
a blaze......

A message of love
to a women who love him
While he loves another,
With just as little as a small
turning in life;
a blaze  of lust.....

*
By
Williamsji Maveli

Email:
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427 · Jan 2013
Forget me dear !

…..Forget me dear,
only
just  in
my own loss !
…forgive me dear,
only
just in
my own defeat !
…kiss me dear,
only
Just in
my own lips
…**** me dear,
Just in
my own lust

*
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

A drop of your light rain
is more than enough for me
to make an ocean of love;
A slice of your blue moon
is more than enough for me
to shade my twilight of life;
A drop from your cherry lips
is more than enough for me
to make a jar of wine;
A colour from your rainbow
Is more than enough for me
to paint my portraits;
A drop from your deep eyes
Is more than enough for me
to wet my sorrows.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
426 · Oct 2012
Loveless Kisses
As I enjoy  your sweet kiss
experiencing  all the tenderness
It seems bitter and loveless
But those are belongings I can change
Hoping one day we can share little pain
Your heart is beating more fast to gain
Because you life is ready for a change
So as we, both kiss again
I feel you heart more and more
Now it seems
You were s just behind me
with all happiness
And nothing, but Love
These are the reasons
which made me to Love you more......



By Williamsji Maveli

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www.williamsgeorge.com
The Kallettumakara Gblobal Association (KGA), UAE Chapter has announced their first poetry award for excellence to Williamsji Maveli's  third  poetry collection   titled as “Arramviralthumbath …”  (On the tip of the 6th finger,  published by H & C Books, Trichur) .The award has been declared  by Mathew David, Chairman of KGA at their Executive Committee meeting held recently in Sharjah Emirate of United Arab Emirates.  The award has  also been considered for his poetic works scattered in his recently published book named  as “Maa Salama."  ( means "With peace"  in Arabic). The poems have been gathered from different desert sketches,  focusing on his real-time life experiences ,while he was working in UAE for more than 30 years.  Williamsji, (Williams George),   former Ras Al Khaimah based Journalist and lyricist of tester-years has been nominated for a literary award for the first time for literature. The Award is being formulated by KGA  (Kallettumkara Global Association, UAE Chapter) for  outstanding contributions to literature  from the native writers  of Kallettumkara,  a village town in Trichur, Kerala in India.  The award will be presented by the KGA’s UAE Chapter on the grand occasion of their 11th anniversary, which is being scheduled to be held during November, this year,
according to Mathew David, Chairman of Kallettumkara Global Association.
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424 · Jul 2013
The Ocean Of Darkness !

Be vigorous, and survive like solo,
Be in love with, and like committed.
Dance, as if someone is holding,
Worship for long; you’ll  be blessed;
Kiss, like no lips get a blood stain;
Sing as if no one's listening,
Inhale like it's heaven is on earth..
Dawn has started its journey;
until dusk is dead;
then what it makes a twilight !
An everlasting journey....
Birth is a dusk;
death is a dawn;
wait for another life !
     Sun  has put his head into
             the ocean of darkness…..
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
423 · Feb 2013
The Fruit.....

I am the soul of you,
Not of your ***** body;
I am the nature;
The wind; the sand:
The sea, the rain !

I am the essence of you
Not of your hot flesh;
I am the earth;
The sky; the cloud;
The Sun, the moon.

I am the seed of you
Not of your barren womb
I am the Forest;
The tree; the leave;
The root; the fruit….

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

423 · Jan 2013
Early @ 5 a.m

Early @ 5 am
When you get up from bed
And while you stretch out
For my warm embrace
You face is like dawn mist;
eyes like celestial fireballs
the world is under your arms!
Late @ 5 pm
When you stand under the shower
And while you wash out
For my cold kisses
You body is like dusk mist
Lips like wild cherry fruits
The planet is on your shoulder!
**
By
Williamsji Maveli

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423 · Jan 2013
Awaiting for your gaze !
Morning, at work,
I was hooked on my
blank screen,
Impatiently waiting
to "boot" up the system,
while looking at the " log on"
bright  window
You appeared in front me,
In light blue colors ,
Bending with shy
towards me;
I smelled your fragrance
I read between your curves,
I peeped through your
Shallows, depths…
Shadows, lights,
Soft skin, plain meadows…
I just touched you
gently.....
I saw a light go off behind yours;
Those lively,
blue eyes and a smile graced
My heart…
I whispered
“Your presence tastes really nice….”


By

Williamsji Maveli

Email:
williamsji@yahoo.com
From the Anthology of  my love poems "Forever lovingly, Yours......." by Williamsji Maveli

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423 · Oct 2017
GREEN LEAVES
Green leaves grow on your body stems,

Two deep blue eyes glow like  gold gems,

Soft rose petals are fresh on the your face,

Outsourcing, nurturing the human race

Lyrics are star clusters of pure love delight,

Your fruit garden is my heavenly heart;

It slowly opens its buds in a shy of love,

Pure nectar flows down from the above

__________

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
422 · Feb 2013
Finally.......

Finally,
I became her own son;
*

Late at night
I was in a deep vision;
A Woman in black,
Tired and looking very ugly
Dressed casually,
Half ****; but thirstily,
Calm, yet vibrant,
Carrying vessels of milk
on her two  *******;
her head was covered by a veil;
but her face was as bright as the
burning Sun;


Finally,
I became her own son

To drink from her vessels of life;
I became her own son and
She is my own mother……
*
By
Williamsji Maveli

Email
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www.williamsgeorge.com
420 · Mar 2013
Dreams Awake !

Violet is dark and dense in its color;
Purple depicts a yearning flower;
Ever green is  for a shade of guidance;
White, always shows a true evidence;
Inner desires of  love has no flush;
Flesh for lust  has no blush;
dreams awake at night silently;
arms envelopes within gently;
a loving  bird  can make you swing;
a touch of  soft wing can make you sing.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A thirsty old woman opens your main gate-way!
She represents; symbolize a forthcoming drought,
At your paddy fields; give her enough cold drinks;
Let her be delighted; Give a coin; at least of a copper!  
You will be blessed with a good harvest, next season
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.microthemes.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 2)
(All poems in this series are, translations from Malayalam, originally written in author’s mother-tongue, “Malayalam’”, the language of Kerala, in South India.)  
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

I have planted
the seeds  of worship
in your fertile land
Ploughed through;
Mutually watered
With my snuffle;
it has matured
and overspread
in my own dwelling.
You offered me a cup of deadly
drink with delight.
You have absorbed in my
Reflection of divines
and you became
my Goddess at last
and I am always
Dormant both  in your
mind and  body
*
By
Williamsji Maveli

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
Poetry dates all the way back to the beginnings of Humanity. People have always been questioning nature, and the day-to-day existence of themselves and other humans love, death, survival, war, injustice, and the universe are all examples of things that have been questioned by men and woman since the roots of human existence. Whether in nursery rhyme, ballad, jingle, rhyme, anthem, or music,people have found poetry to be an outlet for expressing these questions, sensations, and experiences
People often associate it with strict rhyming patterns, complicated vocabulary, hidden iconic meanings, and difficult rhythmical conventions. Poetry is even taught in school to be an intricate, complicated, inexplicable puzzle. True, poetry is difficult. Sure, it can be harder to understand
than prose. However, that is only because sometimes it is involved with your inescapable complexities and uncertainties of your existence.

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419 · Mar 2013
Fears, Shadow Near by......

Love finds a way out,
Life too, It's  all about !
Years seems to pass by
Fears, shadow near by !
What will exist after all;
either ash or an  empty  skull;
one more birth creates;
another funeral awaits !
*
BY
williams G maveli  
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.microthemes.com
From "MICROTHEMES", a collection of short poems by Williams. G. Maveli
417 · Jan 2013
In a silent prayer......
My
five plus five
fingers are  
still hunting for your
dead memories of
feather touch;
fresh smell
which you gifted me
while I was
alive......
I bow my head
at your
five plus five toes,
in a silent
prayer.....

By Williamsji Maveli

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
From the Anthology of lyrics, both  in English  & Malayalam ( bilingual, translated by the author)
and  titled as "Forever, lovingly yours.......", (Pranayapoorm, Ennennum Nintee...)
written by Williams George Maveli. ( Williamsji Maveli )
Email: williamsji@yahoo.com
417 · Apr 2013
Drops of Love...

Your eyes are like blue sky;
Dew drops of love pours down;
We both, became wet in that
Yesterday’s first rain shower!

Your lips are like cherry flowers;
Sweetened by the kisses of lust;
We both, became stripped in that
Yesterday’s last touch of ecstasy.

Your cheeks are like faded dusk;
Shadowed by twilights of bliss;
We both, became exposed in that
Yesterday’s close embrace of night.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
416 · Jan 2013
It's raining .......
Outside, it is raining,
whereas my
Inside is paining:
Rain drifts cold;
Pain drips blood;
both drops down:
One from the sky,
another from the eyes,
Keep your inner eyes
opened...............
Let rain shower !
Let pain shiver !

By Williamsji Maveli

Email : williamsji@yahoo.com
416 · Dec 2012
The Stanger
Mind is always silent;
nightmares in and around
Body speaks a lot;
lightening in and out
volume is low
word is mute
understanding
is better;
knowing is worst;
be a stranger
of your own.

By Williamsji Maveli
Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
Williamsji, (Williams George), former Ras Al Khaimah based Journalist and lyrist of yester-years has been nominated for a literary award for the first time for literature. The Award is being formulated by KGA (Kallettumkara Global Association, UAE Chapter) for outstanding contributions to literature from the native writers of Kallettumkara, a village town in Trichur, Kerala in India. The award will be presented by the KGA’s UAE Chapter on the grand occasion of their 10th anniversary, which will be held during September, this year, according to Mathew David, Chairman of Kallettumkara Global Association. Williamsji was born on 23, April 1954 in Kalettumkara village, Thrissur District, Kerala State, in India. Williams George, popularly known as Williamsji, Irinjalakuda during early 1970’s wrote simple romantic, enchanting lyrics in Malayalam language , scribbling from four lines to fourteen lines ( called a sonnet ) wrote as many lyrics suitable to depict in love scenes of Malayalam movies from his school days onwards at Don Bosco English Medium High School.
Later while he was a college student, released his first work of lyrics titled “Ragha Pooja” (Offerings to Love) in Malayalam during 1973. He was attending Christ College in Irinjalakuda for his Bachelors degree in Commerce . He was elected as the Magazine Editor of Christ College during 1976, while Emergency declared in India. Since then he was producing himself manuscript magazines, namely “Kalithoni’ for Shardaya Study Circle of Kallettumkara and “Shilpy”, another manuscript magazine for Irinjalakuda Sakhti Mathrubhumi study circles. He was much fascinated with the poetry lessons of his Master in English literature K.Sachidananan, Professor in English at Christ College during 1970s. Also popular Malayalam Literary Critic Mampuzha Kumaran inspired him in developing the poetic talents which was dormant in him. He turned to writing lyrics and penned nearly 300 songs for popular Malayalam film journals, specially for “Cinerama” , a popular cine weekly during 1970’s published from Quilon in Kerala under the guidance of prominent Malayalam writer *** editor late Kambiserry Karunakaran. The he became a regular contributor to many Malayalam monthly journals and weekly publications, writing poems, lyrics, short stories, novels, screen plays and film criticisms. From among those published lyrics, of Williamsji , Late T.V.Kochubhava, prominent story writer and a close associate of Williamsji, selected nearly 100 lyrics from his collection of literary works and published with a title “Ragha Pooja” (Offerings to Love) during 1973 which is the first published literary work of Williamsji. Though he was successful as a lyricist, his wish was to become a script writer. To fulfil that, he became the Assistant Script Writer of Late A.C. Sabu, the only Cine Journalist of that time and a close associate of Kanmani Films director Late Ramu Kariyat (Chemmeen fame) who brought the first Silver Award to Malayalam Film for the best feature film during the year 1970. Williamsji was also associated with the screen play works of many black and white films during 1970s . Williamsji left Christ College after completing his Post Graduation in Commerce (M.com). He, then worked in UAE for over thirty years with Emirates Telecommunication Corporation (Etislatat) Ras AL Khiamah and Thurayya Satelite communications (Abu Dhabi). The award is for his current poetry collections named as “MAA SALAMA ” (With Peace..) and for “POLIVACHANAPORULUGHAL” (Revelations of Bluffed words) , both will be released by H & C Books, Trichur, shortly.
Williamsji (Williams George) was a Freelance writer for “ Gulf News”, “Khaleej Times” and “The Gulf Today”, three popular English Daily News papers, published from UAE and Columnist for Malayalam News , the first Malayalam daily paper published from Saudi Arabia.

Mind your third eye!
It  is the only place,
Where you can freely
Visualize your dreams;
It is a reminder
Of your third eye!
What you expect to get
or you excited for; or longed for;
Whether it is in a day or in a night,
It is a reminder
of your third eye!
Whether you are awake or asleep;
What you can easily wish to get
is only a small portion of it;
It is a reminder
of  your third eye!
Imagination is nurturing of
your own illusion;
the vision to see below the surface,
It is a reminder
of  your third eye!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words-Poem Page 18
(All poems in this series are, translations from Malayalam, originally written in author’s mother-tongue, “Malayalam’”, the language of Kerala, in South India.)  
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
415 · Aug 2013
Blessed is her !

Blessed is her,
The queen of our home;
Who brings up her
Beautiful kids,
By feeding milk,  
from her two *******;
Her children grew up,
and called her blessed;
her husband too,
and he praise her
forever and ever !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
415 · Oct 2013
A Pure Drop !

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
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www.williamsji.com
414 · May 2013
User Name !

Not to forget you,
I made a
Secret
Password for my
User name;
Later
Not to remember you,
I changed my
Secret Password
To my own name;
But afterwards
The system hanged up;
Requesting to input
old password
which is Your name:
User Name & Password
were made for each other !
**
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.shanthinagar.c­om
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
413 · May 2013
We Are Together !

Under the green shades of the orange-grove;
you and me alone; our pure love grew to prove;
we are together and one; will never ever to  depart;
though thorns; sandy hills and wild wind, obstruct !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
413 · Mar 2013
Like a rain shower...

You are so elegant like my love lyric power
came to my painful heart, like a rain shower;
in a reflecting angle, in front of me, you stood;
while the  half moon came up  in a fading mood
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
413 · Jan 2013
The desire....

Your yawning navy eyes burst
Looking for a shared trust
Your moisten lips thirst
Eager for an inner quest
And again we both arrest
to have a silent lust
As passion stirs and smell
In tenderness, minds swell
Enchanting sighs of divine love
across the body, fingers move..

*
By
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Email:
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Poetry dates all the way back to the beginnings of Humanity. People have always been questioning nature, and the day-to-day existence of themselves and other humans love, death, survival, war, injustice, and the universe are all examples of things that have been questioned by men and woman since the roots of human existence. Whether in nursery rhyme, ballad, jingle, rhyme, anthem, or music,people have found poetry to be an outlet for expressing these questions, sensations, and experiences
People often associate it with strict rhyming patterns, complicated vocabulary, hidden iconic meanings, and difficult rhythmical conventions. Poetry is even taught in school to be an intricate, complicated, inexplicable puzzle. True, poetry is difficult. Sure, it can be harder to understand
than prose. However, that is only because sometimes it is involved with your inescapable complexities and uncertainties of your existence.

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411 · Jan 2013
Hurricane !

While  yesterday night's
light rain
showered its tiny drops
on my head and shoulders,
I simply thought
I f you were with me
to share;
running hand in hand.
But since you were missing,
I invited each drop
Whispering your name:
Until you came as  a hurricane
to ******* up ........
*

By Williamsji Maveli

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
Comments:  from Anon C - Virginia on 10/01/2013

"This one brings a smile to my face. I love it. The desire for one so powerful you want the winds of the hurricane of love to blow you off your feet. You are so good with imagery and powerful messages!.."


* This poetry is from the Anthology of lyrics, both  in English  & Malayalam ( bilingual, translated by the author)and  titled as "Forever, lovingly yours.......", (Pranayapoorm, Ennennum Nintee...)
written by Williams George Maveli. ( Williamsji Maveli )
Email: williamsji@yahoo.com
411 · May 2013
She Is My Own River !

I urge for her blue eyes;
For I am starving unlike before
She is my own river!
Her length is boundless

I beg for her soft lips;
For I am devoted unlike earlier
She is my own mountain!
Her height is *******

I desire her black moles;
For, I am thirsty unlike past
She is my own deep ocean!
Her depth is bottomless.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From "FOREVER, Lovingly, Yours......Williams.G.", a collection of love lyrics, written by
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
410 · Dec 2012
The Feast of life.......
In the eyes of a lover,
you need to be adored
as delightful; as celestial ;
shouldering your long
black hairs flowing
in front of your chest,
Your pale blue eyes
gazing at  me tenderly;
your spirit is my wine;
and heart is divine
- to nourish is fine
a ****** stands
in front;
invites me to
join the feast
of your love !

In the eyes of a lover
dawn is to begin
dusk is to regain
a ****** kisses
inspiring me
to join the heart beat
of your  life !

-By Williamsji Maveli

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com
409 · Jan 2013
Borrowings.....

To decorate my coffin,
I plucked pink blossoms
from your cheeks,
To lighten my journey,
I borrowed two stars
from your eyes.
To get a second birth,
may I steal your
heart-beats
once again
*

By Williamsji Maveli
*
Email:
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I asked her a flower;
She gave me a spring.
I asked her for a gaze;
She gave me an embrace.
I asked for a kiss;
She gave me her lips;
I asked for a color
She gave me a rainbow.
I asked her to share a dew drop;
She poured me with a shower.
I asked her to stay over night;
She gave me a life time straight !
**

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From "Forever, Lovingly, Yours......Williams.G" , a collection of Love Lyrics, written by
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
408 · Jul 2013
Is the Dawn near or far…?

Oh! Those ancient days
Of joy peace and love
Again buried…buried
Oh, where are you prophets?
The bliss and grace gained;
Those blissful men of prayers,
Here finds its tomb in dark
Will they rise again and again?
The ancient graceful lives
Who shed their blood for land
Now mourn again so deep
Oh, lost the land thy soul
Will it bring back those splendid
days again to grant the joy?
Will there ever be bliss again?
Oh prophets, tell me now,
Well the dawn is  near or far…
___________
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I just scribbled for the sake of scribbling;
admittedly, a line of verse which bursts freely,
From a twisted, confused, depressed mind;
Lifeless leaves; decayed fruits; torn out paper;
Lay in the Rain; dawn to dusk; until all ruined;
You bleed away; wounds are still awaiting cure!
Lifeless blind eyes opens, doing nothing at all;
Nothing Left out in the intake *** to hope about.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 9)
(All poems in this series are, translations from Malayalam, originally written in author’s mother-tongue, “Malayalam’”, the language of Kerala, in South India.)  
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
407 · Feb 2013
My own mother....

     I found the women
       to whom I am
in love with;
          I held her hand;
          touched her toes;
          kissed her eyes,
         and I would not let her go.
          Then I took her
       to my late mother’s
        dwelling place;
          It was the hut,
         where I was born;
   Then later,
She became my own
    mother !

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
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