If you had ever lost yourself in a kiss,
When an embrace of a feminine miss,
I mean pure distorted sensual perception,
Blissful feelings not just as lustful nurture,
But a transcendental alteration of nature,
While you became aware of inhaling love,
****** pleasure of breathing into you above,
Thrashing the sides and edges of your ribs,
Like sealing both the fleshy enveloped lips
Full with concentrated essence of passion,
Life forms, then blossoms by same mission,
Delivered back to you, over and over again,
The very sweet kiss of your life, more to gain
A kiss that confirms for the universe in align,
That the world's peak resource is adoration,
And maybe even that God is a pretty woman,
With the reception of ***** moods for human.
By
Williamsji Maveli
ipoetree

Though you are far away,  
across the oceans;  
I feel at all times,  
you are very near and close
being impatient, waiting to read,  
what is  written,  
to hear what is in your mind,  
now to express the passion  
you have is something which I desire,  
when your pen hits the paper,
it's burning like fire.  
Yet, all must flow so easily,
very well, smoothly;
your sensual thoughts  
and your loveable verbs  
your adjectives;  
your adverbs, sweet  words.
Mischievous writings,  
lovely sentences in pages  

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

POETREE LEAF
Like the leaf of a poetree,
Whispering wind through
the green shades of life,
Your spirit lifts me up,
Teaching me priceless lessons.
I wait tolerantly to grow
in the light of your verses
seeking endorse, insightful
There is console in your
Silent gaze, blissful eyes,
And I listen, read carefully
to what it contributes
I feel the joy in your
Laughter and smiling face
and to scribble another lyric
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

POETRY AND ITS IMPACT ON HUMANITY

Today the word poetry evokes images of love and sentimentality, but the term romanticism has a much wider meaning. It covers a choice of developments in art, literature, music, dance and philosophy, spanning the late 20 th and early 21 st centuries.

The romantics would not have used the term themselves and the label was applied retrospectively, from around the middle of the 20 th century. Man was born free in this virtual environment of real life but, everywhere he is in chains. During the romantic period major transitions took place in culture, as dissatisfied intellectuals and artists challenged the establishment.

Almost all the romantic poets were at the very heart of this movement. They were inspired by a desire for liberty, and they denounced the misuse of the poor.There was a highlight on the significance of the individual; a conviction that people should follow ideals rather than imposed conventions and rules. The romantics renounced the rationalism and order linked with the preceding clarification era, stressing the importance of expressing authentic personal feelings.

They had a real sense of responsibility to their fellow men: they felt it was their duty to use their poetry to inform and inspire others, and to change the humanity and their social attitude. Poet Rumpa Ray Ghosh believe in this theory on life and poetry of this time.

A PASSIONATE POET OF THIS TIME

For Poet Rumpa Ghosh, even a quatrain is what in a verse, which makes someone to cry or to laugh, or just be silent, makes your twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that your bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own.
Poetry is taking at the heartstrings, and making music within our solitude in life. Rumpa Ray Ghosh is a poet of profound obsession towards composing lyrical form of poetry. Her poetic enthusiasm makes her verses, extremely impressive and highly alluring. She is fast budding poetess of wisdom and emotional response. She had completed her Masters degree from University of Calcutta, though she is from Calcutta currently living in Mumbai.She started composing poems since her young age.

Intentionally or innocently, many of the poets are most often trying to fill a vast space with things that cannot satisfy fully. We look forward to fill the void with our own possessions for comfort, but unfortunately we normally end up wanting more and more. We try to fill it with relationships or pleasures, but we end up feeling even more empty and further more depressed than from the point where and when we commenced the discontentment as these thoughts were well presented by Rumpa Ray Ghosh in her poems, namely, “ The Roof”, “ The broken house “.
The only place that we can really find true fulfilment and gratification is in the hands of divine God. We need to recall and allow our convictions, not in circumstances, to govern our sense of contentment. The anthology freshly illuminates many excellent lyrics and short poems and are highly valued regardless of its freestyle genre.
For both the poet’s, self-consciousness is connected to the new eminence established to poetry by the feelings of the self, which truly resembles the title of the anthology, “ The Musical Marvels of Self “. Her poems are lyrical, close to heart, soft and romantic. The scrupulous flow in her rhyme magnetizes the readers. Her works were widely published in many national and international journals. She is a regular blogger. She takes the images of her writing from simple every day incidents, uses metaphors and imagery to add grace in her skill of presentation.
Her language is simple, easily understood by lay man, quite touching and heart rendering. Her first book " Musical Marvels of Self ", an anthology of 43 poems came out through Zorba publishers.

The anthology was a combined effort in association with honourable poet Dr Ujjwala Kakarala during September 2017 Besides, being a talented poetess of lyrics, she was an excellent singer Proficient in Bengali folksongs, Rabindra Sangeet and Nazrulgeeti and ghazals and has sung in numerous local stage shows. Rabindra Sangeet merge gracefully into Tagore's literature, most of which—poems or parts of single scene plays alike—were beautifully transformed or converted to lyrical formats. Influenced by the “ Thumri “ style of classical vocal music, this has made the entire scope of human emotion, ranging from his early songs-like Brahma devotional hymns to human soul.
This has emulated the tonal color of classical “ragas “to varying extents.
Earlier, She had also the chance to attain a position as Quarter-finalist in BBC Mastermind Family Quiz competition aired on Disney Channel.Poet Rumpa Ray Ghosh, an Indian by nationality, she hails from West Bengal, the “ City of Joy “, but currently living in Mumbai, Maharashtra, India. She is by occupation a teacher, content writer and a blogger. By obsession she is a poetess and a singer. She has completed her post-graduation and B.Ed. from the University of Calcutta. She has worked as a teacher in St. Thomas School, Mumbai, as a content-writer for ‘Pratham’ (NGO) and as an English curriculum developer in Vibgyor High School in Mumbai.
She publishes her writings on her own blog with a name ( fragmentofimagination). She is also a writer for some literary groups. Some of her poems have been published in national anthologies. Recently one of her poems has been published in a US e-magazine "Beyond Borders” in a popular poetry site. She has also participated in an open-mic poetry reciting performance in the Prithvi theater arena in Mumbai. Being Proficient in classical vocal music, she had the opportunity to perform in classical vocal music on various musical events. She is a Sangeet Visharad from Bhatkhande Sangit Vidyapith, Lucknow and is trained under Late Pandit Vinayak Vohra. More tha a Poetess having a deep passion in writing, she enjoys dance, music and teaching his students as part of her professional skills. Stay blessed in all ways at all times.

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A question remains
unanswered;
whereas
An answer is being
questioned too !
A mind remains
unaccepted;
whereas
A body makes another
rejection too !
An answer remains
Questioned,
whereas
An Question is being
Questioned too !
A body remains
unaccepted;
whereas
A mind makes another
rejection too !

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

A question remains
unanswered;
whereas
An answer is being
questioned too !
A mind remains
unaccepted;
whereas
A body makes another
rejection too !
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By
Williamsji Maveli

Email:
williamsji@yahoo.com
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