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Loveliness is in the way
She laughs;
Gorgeousness is
in her closed eyes;
True splendor is on her face
Good looks are within.
Love is invisible……

Loneliness is in the way
she cries;
Timidity is
in her old eyes;
False alarm is on her face ;
Poor looks are within.
Life is visible…………
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Lost and lonely;
Alone, in my own
solitude
Walking;
wandering;
Wondering;
worrying
under the grip of the
souls of darkness,
Living at the banks of
a blue river, in a small
Hut, built by mud and clay,
The stagnant  water
deep and dark;
No light;
no illuminations;
No clouds,
No moon,
No stars
The water was dark
like my own  life
Within the water
was cold blooded,
just as my soul felt.
I missed the feel of
sun on my skin,
the feel of a soft breeze
through my hair,
the smell  of rain in the air.
It felt as if I had been in this
dark place all my life,
But missed living,
I  lost and all that
in front of me ,
due to this
lifeless river.

*
By
Williamsji maveli
Email
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Copyright © 2013 Williamsji
Life Nectar....

I dropped one more
Tear today
Into your deep
Blue Ocean of love
I will continue dropping
Until you will grab me,
All days and nights.
I kissed one more
Time today
On your pink
******* of lust
I will continue kissing
Until you will pour me
Life nectar, day and night
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
In the beautiful embrace of my life's haven,
Both beauty and ugliness intertwine,
Taking shape in a divine personal form.
No eternity is foreseen in the emergence,
Of the Conjoint actor, with boundless energy,
Spirituality intertwined with absolute intellect,
Endowed with unique aligned energies.
His arrival fulfills the Father's liberation,
From the notion of centralized perfection,
And from the absolutist decree of personality,
This liberation, in the Creator's decree.
Revealed in the power they share,
To craft beings with utmost care,
Fit to serve as bright ministering spirits,
Even to evolving material creatures.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The green is for pedestrians;
They cross the highways in this color !
The red is for road traffic stop and block;
Life ends up at Zebra lines; rail tracks;
Love intersects at junctions; narrow routes;
It climb-upwards towards the hills;
then down towards the valleys;
In between the green and red signals,
a yellow will hesitate to make a halt;
and sometimes hit and run at fault;
A precious life turns into a pool of
color of blood, shattered at the street !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

When she touched me, first,
I wish it would  forever last;
but I knew for better;
that is the beginning
of a feel or for a heal;
It starts; ends; goes on.....

When she embraced first,
I desire it would forever last;
But I knew for worst;
that is the blending;
Of a fusion or a union
It starts; ends; goes on….

The first time of everything;
the first touch; the first kiss,
the first grip, the first night talks;
but it ends; and everything
goes on  well; life too goes on !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
The morning light has vanished,
Sharp rays of sun diminished
Like a feather drips from falcons flight.
Darkness drops   from the wings of Night.

Green landscapes of the east and west
Gleam through the rain drops and the mist,
a feeling of melancholy comes over to me
that my spirit cannot resist at all anytime.

A feeling of heavy sadness and longing,
A thought of you as my own belonging
That is not yet kept and hidden in pain,
As the morning  mist resembles the rain.

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.
The morning light has vanished,
Sharp rays of sun diminished
Like a feather drips from falcons flight.
Darkness drops   from the wings of Night.

Green landscapes of the east and west
Gleam through the rain drops and the mist,
a feeling of melancholy comes over to me
that my spirit cannot resist at all anytime.

A feeling of heavy sadness and longing,
A thought of you as my own belonging
That is not yet kept and hidden in pain,
As the morning  mist resembles the rain.


By Williamsji Maveli

Email: williamsji@yahoo.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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A beauty in glittering colors,
She is garlanded with flowers
Seductively, sensual for others
look at her  girlish, fragile features
It’s her stiff, small curved breast
where sharp ******* take a  rest
Her blue eyes, with a smile is so warm
her mind and body dwells in calm
an embrace from her is very cool
while she swims in her own  pool
her sweat drops  smells like a bliss
her sweet lips awaits a hot kiss
*

By
Williamsji Maveli

Email:
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Whisper  the winged- songs in sad ;
Spread out the love, like a blue bird,
a passion of pleasure is in-front;
a vision of treasure; we confront !
Eyes are like the lamp of a  mind;
Ears are to hear word of kind.
our new  life is to live ahead;
my wife, you are the one to lead !

*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
From the collection micro-poems "MICROTHEMES", by Williamsji Maveli
To say that I love you,
Means that I love your
Body and mind
Wholeheartedly
I can love one person all time
As my life is just saying
That one candle will
Continue burning
As long as you live
Along with me
Like a candle,
Enlightening me
Hence, I declare that
Your eyes are dew drops,
Lips like red cherry fruits,
Face is a full moon;
Hairs, black forest,
Dove birds, your ****,
Desert Lake, your navel,
You are my own nature,
So celestial,
So elegant!

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
From Williamsji Maveli's new collection of poems titled " Sinfully Yours..."

Your body is only costume;
    enabling to strip off now and then;
    like a day and night !
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
A Haiku poem on day to day life !
By
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Two celestial
bodies,
One of a man;
another of a women
chained; entangled
in the pleasure
of a dark night,
like a magnet,
pulled  into one,
holding a flame
from the hell
to ignite
the  heaven

From the collection of Micro-themes Verses-1
*
By
Williamsji Maveli
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From the collection of WILLIAMSJI's Micro-themes Verses-1

Staring at your blue eyes;
Mind wandered for a soft touch;  
A long and luscious emotion spreads;
towards a slow, smooth, sweet desires;
stretching out the love and passion;
I feel drowning into your deep ocean;
Where I find your hands grip me;
Entangled tight in each  others arms;
Like an octopus of lust !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
www.williammaveli.­com
www.williamsgeorge.com

From MIRCOTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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.
Williamsji Maveli (Williams George) is an enthusiastic and solid writer. He is a sincere, resourceful and diligent in his poetic work. He is very well connected and networked within the literary community and is willing to take up projects even in his tight schedules. His writings reflect the amount of research on the current events that has gone into it along with his knowledge and expertise in the field. However, Williamsji’s many poems are simple to read, interpret, and understand. His latest book, titled “ARAMVIRALTHUMBATHU…” (On the tip of the sixth finger), is now published and released by H & C Books,Trichur which is a collection of lyrics.

My soul inside is in a  heavy pain;
while your tears outside is like rain
showered along, cooling my meadows;
winds of hope smash through windows;
dreams and agony yet to bloom;
there is only your image to zoom !
*
By
Williamsji Maveli

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02.02.13@21­00 hours...

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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www.williamsji.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Like flowers of May, I just set my  thoughts of love
at your altar; at your pure  feet, before it fades away;
My heart beckons to you, with an expression of grief,
to be held, and with yours, it does so melt down to earth.
Once I am blending towards your .body, soul, mind;
In its ecstasy we thrash, rising on tidal waves of lust;
as our rain clouds of inner desires, burst, showering;
one another in our pure, sacred, eternal love;
Your body becomes mine; a temple, where I lay myself;
On my fingertips, you dare to dance; sing and pass on.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Though, a drop of light shines on my lips;
It’s full of heavy darkness inside the heart!
Like a Hippocratic mind, everything vanishes,
Including the bright stars in the open sky!
Though Music is dancing on the life stage;
Behind the scene, a cry, a song of melancholy;
It’s a dark face; in damaged shape; debris!
Borrowed smiles, on a large scale sale;
Dwelling deep sorrows in a human mind,
Living as if dead; loving as if with hatred!
*
BY
Williamsji Maveli
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

She laid her face, on his shoulders;
He paid her dues, on her *******;
She kissed his chest; He missed her lust.
She liked his touch; He loved her much;
And so lived for years with her as such!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsgeorge.com
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of lyrics, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Logic is from a learned mind;
It is deterrent to faith and kind;
We are born in love to acquire;
Enhance life always to inspire.

Williamsji Maveli


TWILIGHT MOODS
Inspirational micro poem, written as a tribute to Valerie L. Hyatt
____________________­

A Kilobyte was on her lips;
Two Megabytes were at her ribs
a Gigabyte was on a show at night
Windows opened just let in, the light
The  application  packed  for  a job
Syntax error occurred, logging the web;
A cursor went through the body;
And a bilingual keyboard is ready;
Hard disc error was rocked in blue;
a connection failure without any clue
Memory became vague and lost  with age
A word is spell checked for whole page
A web was where a spider lived
an anti- virus was the one who killed
Log on to get into the fire
Log off to put off the wire !

___________________­
By
Williamsji Maveli
Email
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03.02.13 @1432 hours
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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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Lost the grips on the walls of pragmatism;
wakeful nights, never catch up optimism;
no touch felt from behind; just for a comfort;
With none in and around to calm a distraught;
all emotions vanished, feeling totally unfilled;
the color of this world is immensely  refilled;
The body and mind started its own bleeding;
Ego’s and conduct screamed for spreading;
darkness of loneliness harassing at all times,
Life, a hazard, hard for breathe out, at times.
**
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI


Longing to get wet
in your dawn
rain showers;
Like a dark cloud,
I still stand
at your blessing;
Calling your name
as my favorite;
I shall shower you
with my
lyrics of love.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
From "MICROTHEMES", a collection of micro-poems.

Give me grapes to be the retina of
Your acute brownish *******
Let me slake my endless thirst
By an intake of life milk at its tips

Give me roses to be the spine of
Your soft, sharp fiery *******,
Let me drown in your burly arms
Smiling away all my day dreams

Give me apples to be the kiss of
Your blossoming tender lips
Let me bite, leak and taste your
Poison of love, lust and hatred.

*
BY WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Email:williamsji@yahoo.com

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Give me grapes to be the retina of
Your piercing brownish *******
Let me quench my everlasting thirst
by drinking the wet milk at its tips

Give me roses to be the thorn of
Your soft, sharp spicy *******,
Let me deep sleep in your arms
Smiling away my day dreams

Give me apples to be the kiss of
Your blossoming tender lips
Let me bite, leak and taste your
Poison of love, lust and hatred



By Williamsji Maveli

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I am dark; but brave like a shark,
The flames of sun made me dark;
a pretty women admire my power;
Trusting me, adoring me, forever;
her pure love lay ahead, beyond;
so silently, like a gentle wind;
For me, it is a real challenge;
Two hearts longing for a change;
Love is not blind; that is the last;
even after we go for a final rest !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Look at my blue eyes,
Like the sad rainbow dims in grief
allow me to be your own teardrops !
let me flow on your cheeks like a river.
Kiss on my red  lips,
Like the sunrays drinking the mist
Borrow my tongue for a day or night !
Let me  dive into your breath like a storm.
Touch on my  fine hair,
Like the small breeze swings in the air
Bring the  clouds to the forehead from the sky
Let your ears close its door, making a shutter.
Feel my tender ****,
Like nurturing a white rabbit's tail.
Bring the fragrance of a sweet sweat
Let me drown into your ocean of lust .
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Looking at your eyes

Looking at your eyes, my heart would confide
Together, climbing up  and down the mountain side
Our love secluded us from the breeze and cold
cherished thoughts…some nervous, a few bold.
Worn-out, we faced the pinnacle peak
safe in squeeze and no words did we speak
Our rhythmic sighs rise and fell with each breath
Now only one being that did not panic death.
A second…a life span…both were the same
each others  hearts fanned the flame
building up  each other to make this moment to  last
evading the  borders of  coming  future, previous  past.
worship stood the trial of time…both still intertwined
freezing embraces, soft kisses  later would find.

Williamsji Maveli
Poetry is like an impulsive steady flow of powerful feelings in human life: it takes its origins from emotional recollections in tranquility. Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing. Williamsji’s lyrics cannot be treated as poems, but represents an image or a sketch from different angles of human life.. His writings are simple and generous. The title of his latest work “Arramviralthumbath….” (On the tip of the sixth finger) is a legendary concept of a writer’s pen, which is similar to the sixth finger used for scribbling the emotions into paper.



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Lost in the tides

Although there is a blue river
flows silently between us,
Still the mist of forgetfulness
Exists out of the windows
Memories of shared lovely
Moments in life which is not yet?
Lost in the tides of time,
My soul still wishes you to be
Nearby my bedside always
To console, to treat and
To be part of mine



BY: Williamsji Maveli

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A strange shape; but human;
full feminine; half genuine; but lovable; kissable
A landscape of spicy make !

**
________

BY
WILLIAMSJI  MAVELI
From SEASHELL's, a collection HAIKU's, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Whenever your body-buds blossoms,
will there be a spring time for me ?
Whenever your mind-leaf wither,
will there be a winter season for me ?
Whenever your tear-drops down
will there be a storm hit my heart ?
Whenever your breast burst up
will there be a thirst for my lips ?
whenever you are folded  within me
will there be a heaven on this earth ?
whenever you are sketched by me
    will you shade down in my canvass ?
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written 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

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
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI


Love, at times become a disease.
and it offers  a chance to deceive;
Things again turns  to be serious;
leaving  something mysterious.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, by Williamsji Maveli.
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A Hang-over;

Red lips wet,

drops of *****!

A Hug-over;

Soft ******* touch to reach,

thrills of lust!

A Sleep-over;

Love Dawn's
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI


Love never begins @first sight;
It grows and glows @last fight!
Love buds up like a new mushroom;
It wings and blossoms; in bedroom.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From the collection of "Microthemes" poems by Williamsji Maveli
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Life, is like a bright sky,
it will fade to a heavy dark,
wherever it gets wet by a rain drop !
Love, is like a blue river,
it will divert to a new valley,
whenever it meets a deep trench !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

The love is that the best,
which is most full of lust,
in it; like  salt  in a sweat,
unlike honey in a sweet !
The love is that the worst,
which is most full of rust,
Inside, bringing up a thirst;
Unlike a hatred in a burst!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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www.williamsji.com
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Love as such is not at all blind;
It is the last fragrance to find;
Among those who are inbound;
And being offered in abundant!
Whatever love has discovered;
The inner mind will be uncovered;
And every secret once covered
Will be made known and to be reveled.
Love is like  green leaves of the tree;
It is grown as a gift naturally free;
Sail into the lust of the oceans;
Divide all the filling inhibitions;
One day, the sky will reflect like a mirror;
Violent deep sea will turn by error!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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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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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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Your blue eyes are so  inviting;
Really both are captivating;
on  this Valentine romantic day !
It depicts a hunger for my lust;
And me too offering the best;
on this Valentine celestial hours !
Love has its own powers;
It is neither imposing
nor insisting for anything
on this Valentine glorious turning !
But true understanding
And offering and submitting
on this Valentine lovely burning....


*
In remembrance of
14th February, 2013 
 St. Valentine's Day
By
Williamsji Maveli
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A lovely moment
can be a vague thing,
but only because we’re too busy,
too wounded, too stressed,
or too blinded to open
our eyes and see them.  
The truth is, Lovely Moments
are in abundant in our daily life.
When you find a connecting point,
and you’re reminded that
those passing feelings
of loneliness do not mean
you’re actually alone – that’s a
Lovely Moment.
When you have the opportunity
to touch another life with the
comfort that they
don't have to be afraid;
that's a lovely moment !
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

This lovely moment is unusual and tense;
The cologne of your body dulls my sense.
I neither desire for a bowl of grape wine
Nor a wild plant; as I myself feel divine;
Receiving my love offering, yielding  a few
My inner heart is radiant now with dew
I worship at your eyes, a celestial vision
Soft-scented, fragrant of my real passion.

*
By Williamsji Maveli

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Your hairs are like a light rain clouds;
Dwelling in nostalgic, lovely moods;
Debris of a sundown sky’s emotion
Remains in a worship of a devotion ;
Her tears of delight drop, one by one;
A cool shower poured in by someone,
In a dazzling, elegant, alluring surprise,
Graceful, charming, relationships arise!  
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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04.05.13
From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Love me not, let her go away;
allow me, not let her love me ;
kiss her, not let me miss her;
miss her not, let me be hers !
*

By
Williamsji Maveli
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No twilight falls down at your sights;
No lightening threatens in your nights;
No emotions linked by your magic touch;
No revelation broke in your tragic death;
Life moves fast and goes on, just like that;
Love deals how to remember; and to forget.
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMJI MAVELI

Everybody says that
love hurts our hearts.
But that's not true.
It is your loneliness which hurts.
Losing someone dear hurts.
Everyone confuse
these things with love
but in reality, love
is the only thing in this world
that covers up all the pain
and makes us feel wonderful again.
*

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

At the edge
of my heart,
a pulse beats !
At the tip
of my pen,
a verse repeats !
At the side
of my lip,
a tone vibrates !
I am in love......
*
By Williamsji Maveli

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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 (Etislata) 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.

It is really a wonderful moment,
when you are getting into the knot,
You get to know deep your spouse,
when you come back  to the sweet house,
Both of you had to spend the rest of your life,
with the soft touch and embrace of a smart wife,
to whom you admire and love the most,
the way love treats and makes the life, the best!

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
  

My cheeks radiate with an after-glow;
Lips scented by jasmine flower petals;
A fragrance which haunts me towards
your shelter, made up of blue diamond’s.
Being severely cherished by your lyrics;
loving, someone deeply, gives me cheers;
Pleasure; Pain; care; absence; presence;
  arrivals; departures of love unbound!
*
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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