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The mother’s womb is the first place,
where good, bad and the ugly;
well nurtured; dwells in everyone.
This planet is the second domain
from where we acquire
angelic or devilish thoughts
or the means either for
happiness or misery
The third is the grave, the inter space,
The final or everlasting
which will be either a
Green garden of God,
Or the firewall of the devil.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words-Poem Page 17
(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

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

Nothing is really belongs to me,
Except your pure love; blessings;
I have searched among humanity,
found nothing precious to acquire;
I am an outsider amidst my tribe;
an exile from their companionship;
I seek for a vision of sacred heart;
alone I sense cheerfulness, pleasure;
I planted the climber of love;
mutely watered it with my tears;
it has grown and overspread my hut
You offered me a cup of wine
Which I drank with in divine;
an  absorption  of my reflection of
well wishing; gratitude within me !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorg­e.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words-Poem Page 19
(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

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
The Unseen !
____________

Anything you most adore,
  Has its inheritance
    in an unseen world.
Only its sketch may alter,
    Yet the soul remains the same.
Anything of a wondrous vista and flame,
Will vanish in the long run;
each appealing word will fade,
    But do not be depressed,
Source come from eternal power
rising, branching out,
Giving, new existence and bliss.

______________
BY
WILLIA­MSJI MAVELI,
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorg­e.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words-Poem Page 20
(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

Being genuinely loved by someone gives vigor;
loving someone extremely gives you bravery;
An Ink *** represents an art of ****** women;
The writing pen symbolizes a poet of beauty;
Let her fill the colorful ink of her own sacred life;
And the poor poet to spill the lyric of love to link!
**
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 3)
(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

Revelations from your cherished words,
Echoes in my inner mind like love birds
Enlightening those songs, you sung
Engraved within my mind forever.
After years and fears of destiny
I ran into the cambers of darkness;
Setting off in grief, seeking a shield
from other's eyes; arrows; uneasiness;
Even the Love shines a light at me
And knowingly, honestly.
I bow my head, earnestly,
Searching for a way to explain.
I ran further away from you;
I bow my head in deep confusion,
Hoping to disappear into the shadows
as moments crumble around me.
I cannot protect myself forever
from the rage of my grief,
Except by going deeper and deeper
into my own solitude.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 4)
(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

An elegant  queen of my own heart,
Once revealed and whispered,
I am  Brahma,  
a beautiful  Brahma;
a well built; structured women; a Goddess
mentally; physically; celestially;
but years after, a defeated
women of beauty;
a conquered prey of Men’s lust,
She is  All-Seeing, All-Powerful,
She is  All Queens,  All Mothers;
And Creator’s right hand,
the Ruler’s Sweet heart
and the women of all
that have been and shall be at all times!

By
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
_________________________________­_____________________________________________
NOTE:
Brahma is a Hindu Goddess and is one among those " Thrimurti's" (Three Persons); This word is originated from Sanskrit, meaning to "Praise" in English. Brahmin is a Hindu Caste in India.
__________________­__________
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 5)
(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

Blessed is your devotion, offering better wishes;
Lips were bestowed upon me with lovable kisses;
You had brought my soul from most evil to the best;
I cache you the most in this existence as my dearest;
Since you altered my life within a flash of an eye;
And by an embrace of your body, you said bye;
Are you a graceful guardian angel sent from above;
To take care of me and shower me with pure love;
It so magical those things you've made;
To bring back my confidence that almost fade;
A desire to nurture your soft white wing;
While all glittering stars line up to sing.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 6)
(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

My body relaxes; Mind releases;
While giving birth to a baby;
My breast bleeds; blood,
Then water, later milk of life;
To feed  another child !
My glorious moments in
and around the new born;
in delight; in sorrows; in love;
But, the final breathe escapes;
Inside the intensive care;
Just like the seeds of dandelion;
Floating, moving, freely in the air;
Catching and riding the wind;
A seed fell; entered the moist;
A fertile dirt; it sprouts another
Handsome baby is grown up;
a feeling of peace; a healing;
a relief begins to surge;
The soul took its last flight;
Even through the staggering;
A pain of becoming a mother;
A gain of forming a baby;
A birth in; A death out;
Human life rotates in a cycle...
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 7)
(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 am the origin;
You be my ******!
I am the truth;
You be my wreath!
I am the goodness;
You are my madness!
I am the negative;
You are my positive;
I am informal;
You be my formal;
I am your God;
You be my Goddess!
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.moonmakers.com
Revelations of Bluffed Words (Poem Page 8)
(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 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
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
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
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com

Revelation of ever cherished words;
Echoes in my inner mind like swords;
Enlightening those precious love songs;
Sung by the morning flying bird gangs.
Your blessed blue eyes open better wishes;
Cherry lips bestow me, with countless kisses.
  After placing your best heart from most worst;
I treasured you; sheltered you in me, as my dearest;
You too nurtured, cared  me, by keeping a soft touch;
Altered my life with an ignite of lust fire, as such;
But, all on a sudden, without a sign, you said bye;
You seems to be a beautiful angel sent from above;
To take care of me, and my habits, showering love;
It’s so thrilling those belongings you had made;
To bring my own devotion that will never fade!
*
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

Sacred is your love, offering good wishes;
Lips were bestowed on me with sweet kisses.
You had brought my soul from worst to the best
I treasure you the most in this life as my dearest;
Since you altered my life with a flash of an eye;
And by an embrace of your body, you said bye
Are you an elegant angel sent by God, from above
To take care of me and shower with all love.
It so magical those things you've made ;
To bring back my faith that almost fade.
A desire to nurture your soft white wing;
While all glittering stars line up to sing

______________________________________________________­_________________________
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
_____­____________________­
Wednesday, 20th Februvary, 2013
___________________
­________
Sacred Love

Williamsji

In a single missing heartbeat, you appeared...
My life remained a question to be answered,  
The meaning of fulfillment was not defined,
An emptiness of mind’s oneness, declined

Longing for years to get my love acceptance
With a simple joy of sharing, in reminiscence
and to close the endless nights of loneliness
To live on earth, in grief and togetherness

  Your sacred love is tastier than grape wine
The  ode of your sweat seems to be divine.
My body, mind, spirit,  all begins to race
Rays of  moonlight roll down on my face.


williamsji
www.williamsji.com
williamsji@yahoo.com
Reviewer: JOPAUL JOHN ERNAKULAM
I have carefully read Williamsji’s, Collection of poems named as "ARRAVIRALTHUMBATH" It is a diversified book in terms of it’s own contents, depicting various faces of humanity. A good collection worth reading and preserving in my library. Regards Joe Paul John ERNAKULAM

Depressing eyes invites,
Seductive gaze stimulate
Her lust growing solid.

Bulky **** hurting stiff,
Open spacious for me,
Her flexible glossy lips get,

Bare soft tissue touches,
tender parts yielding  wet,
Thrusting deep within!
*
BY
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

You are my stunning rainbow;
If more than seven, shall I borrow?
Your color *** hidden in the sky!
You are my burning salty tear;
If shed every day, shall I care?
Your blue eyes, weeping at me!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by Williamsji Maveli
Your shape and beauty
may change at any time;
Do not hurt or evaluate
any others in your life,
unless you are asked for it !


BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
sharing…………

Maria’s life
as Joseph’s wife,
was sound until a wreck,
in the middle, their life boat was rocked.
His dilemma started after a vivid dream.
But, kept her sense in the main stream
She had a big change of mind,
While the storm, together the wind
A third man twisted out to be her shade
Later, there are lots of petals to fade
She simply had to keep the confidence;
While things were moving with assurance
So when life is volatile
And problems are inevitable,
Remember, I am the first person
To share your life and vision


By Williamsji Maveli

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I looked into her depressed eyes
to perceive yesterday’s shattered dreams;
I walked all along her date’s garden
to pluck today’s ripped fruits;
I slept in her olive shelter
to hug tomorrow’s first light!
I wept along with her snuffle
to share the grief of others.

*
By
Williamsji Maveli
Email
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www.williamsgeorge.com

Shattered dreams......



Williamsji Maveli

My heart is now blank;
although it has three rooms;
The first room is sheltered  of
lost love, the very last love.
The second room seems
to be gloomy with its wrecked desires;
shattered dreams.
The third room is in its solitude;
heavy soreness.
Will you  now come up and
fill each room with your
Everlasting love,
Scintillating hope
And more courage
…to continue on
And to live long…


By Williamsji Maveli
Email: williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
www.moonmakers.com

A mole on left breast;
She belongs to full of life; vigorous,
  Usually get what is needed
**
By
Williamsji Maveli
A Haiku on beauty of a left  mole

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

My love has exploded the bonds,
setting our romance into sounds,
Her divine call for me, I fell in her,
We made our own spring to start,
In a novel form of everlasting art,
With in the thrilling soft heart,
A colorful world with dreams,
Nothing is as it did and seems,
The darkness of solitude is done
She has become my rising sun.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
My beloved dwells in my feeling,
I have posted her in my sealing
My queen is she, the everlasting
My women is she, the never ending


By Williamsji Maveli
EMAIL:williamsji@yahoo.com
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www.microthemes.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.
www.kallettumkara.net

She is fast; She is past;
I love her; her tensions  too..
Her Past was not at all perfect ;
The present  is too imperfect;
She had danced; She had kissed.
She was Past perfect; She was fast perfect;
All her actions were complicated
and  completed well  in the past;
Prior to another action in the past;
Her past was  perfect;
It is a second step back in time.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
She is bold
and never gave up
her love
even in her
mortality.

She is great
and ever defeated
in life,
even while
killed in the
war-front.

She is glorious
and will resurrect
from death
even after burial.

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.

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As much as I had

thought of her to be

a feminine by gender;

That much she is not;

Half **** she is,

Half a female;

Half a male;.

She is my better-half !

Her life goes by,

and you may lie

with a female,

to what extend

can you come

to know a real female?

She whom I so long thought

I knew –

She whom I know is

nothing like that,

In fact, She’s the one

I most don’t know.

As much as I had thought

her to be female,

That much she is not:

Half-naked she is,

Half a female;

Half a male;

She is my better-half !
*
________

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
I urge her aqueous eyes,
For I am Hungry unlike before
She is my own river……
It's length unbound

I beg for her
Soft curves,
For I am resistant unlike before
She is my own mountain,
It's height unmeasured.

I desire her black *******,
For, I am Thirsty like anything
She is my own ocean …..
It's depth unknown.

I want her
Brown hair,
For I am a Painter by nature
She is my own canvass
It's  image um-sketched.

I long for her
White bones
For I am a ghost by death
She is my own tree.
It's fruits untouched !

BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Email:williamsji@yhaoo.com
I urge her aqueous eyes,
For I am Hungry unlike before
She is my own river……
It's length unbound

I beg for her
Soft curves,
For I am resistant unlike before
She is my own mountain,
It's height unmeasured.

I desire her black *******,
For, I am Thirsty like anything
She is my own ocean …..
It's depth unknown.

I want her
Brown hair,
For I am a Painter by nature
She is my own canvass
It's  image UN-sketched.

I long for her
White bones
For I am a forester on duty
She is my own tree.
It's fruits untouched

-Williamsji Maveli

www.williamsji.com
www.moonmakers.com
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www.mavelinadu.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
www.williamsji.com
www.thefilmmagazine.com
www.mavelinadu.com

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
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsgeorge­.com
www.williamsmaveli.com
From "FOREVER, Lovingly, Yours......Williams.G.", a collection of love lyrics, written by
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI


The wind, wipes out the dust;
clouds march towards the west;
sometimes Lilly’s  petals fade,
She is still  celestial.
The Pebbles in the pool,
drops  lyrics of small whirl.
It become a broken mirror
She is still a ******.
The summer fruits thrive
bunches of grapes arrive
her feisty body wet;
Still, she is very elegant.
Black clouds covered in veil;
soil smells of horse’s tail;
Her earth feels shocked
Still, she is very bold.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Shelter


By Williamsji

When I sink in your deep blue eyes,
You grow within my soul and mind
Let your wet tongue rest for a moment
in my mouth and towards my face

When I seek shelter in your arms
You grow within my heart and body
Let your low limbs cross in me to climb
widely spreading branches for a shade


When I burrow into your soft *******
you retire from parched and barren air
let your milk drops to my drought lips
Crawling for a shelter from all storms


Written by Williamsji.
web site:www.williamsji.com
email:williamsji@yahoo.com

Sheltered in Your love,
My heart moves to trust.
Breaking, Cracking
Unlocking the shells of fears
and stretching the wings
Towards true freedom
I dream of flying
Along with your clouds

Nurtured in your lust,
My body grooms to rest.
Breaching, flouting
Unveiling the mask of tears
And pulling the hands
Towards right liberty
I dream of floating
Along with your waves
Stay closer, you whisper
And grow up in my care.
Drink my lips of wine
To make you so divine
Grow strong and be fine
in my embrace.
Your moment will come
When we will fly
Together.

The wind catches my wings;
I feel trembling of future soaring.
I breathe in the wind
and stretch my wings.
Then I turn to You,
My true love,
My true freedom.
Finding comfort in your hug
I rest near Your Heart
to dream again again…
*
By Williamsji Maveli

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com

She glides,
As radiant as the star;
More gorgeous than a
Piece of a rain cloud……

She shines,
As vivid as the Sun;
More elegant than a
Carve of a blue sky…..

She flies, flies, flies
Higher forever and ever
top after the heaven
Over the ocean.

She flies, flies, flies
Faster than the light
above and above to
touch; feel  the eternity……..
*
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

My mother was a beautiful, kind women;
who gave all her assets  and belongings
to those  starving people  and to poor beggars;
but, the society threw stones  at her face;
spitted and challenged to prove her chastity;
She was a ******, a ****** pure in her dignity.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
written on Friday, 8th March, 2013
INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY
NOTE: This short poem is dedicated to all women in this world , in remembrance of on this INTERNATIONAL  WOMEN'S DAY, FRIDAY, 08th MARCH 2013.
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

She will never forget you;

Instead,

She will always forgive you;

even if you commit a mistake;

even if you disobey her;

A link that a child develops

with his mother

can never be removed.

You grew as a being

inside her for nine months.

She carried you

and sustained you,

Sharing her

nourishment with you

through the umbilical cord.

When you are born

the cord is detached;

The umbilical cord connects

a baby in the womb to mother.

It runs from an opening in

baby’s stomach to the " placenta "

inside her sacred womb.

It is never cut off in her heart.

That bond lasts forever.

As we grow up

when we become "our own people"

standing in our own legs;

and we may come to forget

that woman who nurtured and loved

But remember this,

she will never forget you;

she will never stop loving you.
*
__________

BY

WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI
Short-life.......

Williamsji Maveli

To be absent from the corpse remains
Is to be present with the tiny grass grains
mere dust  accumulates, proceeds to earth
Your  willpower returns, to a second birth

By
-Williamsji Maveli

www.williamsgeorge.com
Related poetry sites
www.williamsji.com
www.moonmakers.com

Your spicy body is in my hand,
Your sacred heart is in my mind;
a quest for a shower in your rain;
Heal me from this everlasting pain
*

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

From the collection of "MICROTHEMES", poems.
The beauty of my soul would be nothing
without your love; kiss and an embrace…
Lust can restore us to remain as pure souls
The love for God, The love for eternity
The love of the one you love is forever.
Show me your body; it’s my own canvass
Show me you soul; it’s my own passion
My verse is your eyes; My wine is your lips
I breathe for you; I lie under your *******
Give me drops to live and to die for you.

By Williamsji Maveli

Eamil: 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.

Related Links:
www.moonmakers.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williammaveli.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
www.microthemes.com
www.mavelinadu.com
www.kallettumkara.net
www.fourangles.com
www.christ-bcom.com
www.maveliveedu.com
www.thefilmmagazine.com

The counting  figures
in the life's
balance sheet
is trembling;
both sides are not at all
matching; tallying;
The zero figures in the
ledger are having
errors of omission;
someone is fainting at the
unbalanced trial balance !
aged, 22,
not much old and wild
heart attack;
someone has stamped
on that death certificate,
after obtaining
God's  signature,
without a date......

*

By
Williamsji Maveli
Email:
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com



Dear
Beloved,
Elegant
Solitude;
Never,
Ever,
Remember
me;
eve­n
and
even
in
your
own
silence
of  
death.
Your
Life
is
my
dilemma !
*

Williamsji Maveli
williamsji@yahoo.com
From "Microthemes", a collection of short poems.
A torture to an Iraqi schoolboy
Unsure of his way to his dwelling,
Fatigued, out of breath, shattered,
The desert wind blowing so unkind
Down the narrow roads as a voice
For help a mournful call
Reminding us how lonely he is,
Father missing, Mother *****
And the Iraqi girl friend dead,
Troupes watch in silence from roof
Date palms line up the shore in grief
Leaning towards the dead sky,
Silently with prayers
While the dawn wind blows.
While the dusk light fades.
     while the dark night falls.

-Williamsji Maveli (Williams George)

www.williamsgeorge.com
I will never forget
that second,
minute,
hour,
day,
month,
year*,
when you
whispered in my years
silently:
" The more you hate me,
the more I love you, too dear..."
It is since 32 years *

-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

Lasting and delicious;
A sweet kiss of yours;
Stinking and glossy;
A sweat drop of yours;
humid and sluggish
A love desire of yours;
Light and sparkle;
A burning flame of yours;
Pleasure and passion;
A seductive sin of yours.
*
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
Sinfully yours


By Williamsji

In the creation of God’s own stunning paradise
   Adam, the first male sat devoid of any jeopardize
Fostering the grace and loveliness of **** Eve
looking at her natural, fiery body with a wicked eye
A snake, crawled from other side of the forbidden tree
Both, Adam and Eye, were uncovered and free
The eternal backyard stood with red ripened apples
While his lips longed hard towards her *******
The first ever sin, they dealt with quietly sitting
          Eating, embracing and together biting
God, announced his annoyance to human on earth
Watch, you will never last, but you will give birth
In pain to sinful sons and daughters in million
And then, God disappeared to his pavilion
Later, forever sinfully, they lived for mankind
             Singing the gospel of the devil so unkind


Williamsji
www.williamsji.com


On the rough  surface of this blessed earth;
It all happened  on a fine sunny day, my birth;
Come and dance under this  cool showers of rain;
Oh, nature, sing aloud; embrace; hold me again.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From the collection of micropoems, titled "MICROTHEMES" by Williamsji Maveli
Sitting around the corner,
Under a shaded light;
In rainy night;
Looking at her bountiful eyes;
Rubbing the toes one another;
A light pleasure of a mild touch;
A leisure time, to be face to face
Under a mild dream;
In a drowning stream;
Satiated by kisses and caresses;
Fulfilled and brazenly asking for more.
I knew that I am so love-crazy
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
www.williamsmaveli­.com
www.williamsgeorge.com
www.moonmakers.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
A concept of sixth sense,
Or a slight awareness skill,
Is our ability to perceive the
subtle-dimension or the
unseen world of angels,
ghosts, heaven, it includes
our ability to understand
the delicate cause and
effect relationship behind
many incidents, events,
which is beyond the
understanding of the intellect.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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