Friday 19 June 2015

WILLIAMSJI WRITES: A PRAYER ....

A PRAYER
___________________________
Let me pour a drop on your face,

A pure  tiny drop of benevolence,

Perceiving few joyful, graceful rays

My kindness come  up in new ways

It may even come any at inner space,

Life has turned  like a very long race

Let me drop a slice of my divine love,

A feel of  a tender embrace on above,

It heals  so good to be in life delight

You are in the true place, inhale light

I send you a sharp ray of  new hope

Climb on top by way of my strong rope

Trust is wonderful to have in our pain,

But sometimes you  are without gain

I present  a drop of  Godly assurance,

A   prayer from me for a reassurance

And God will surely illustrate the way,

As faith is always return and will pay.
____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

______________________________ 


WILLIAMSJI WRITES, PRIOR TO TWILIGHT

In the silence of the blue ocean tides,
As the water sweeps on the sea rides
I feel you are with me; holding my hands,
Walking slowly along the cold wet sands,
Knowing that one fine dawn we shall meet.
In the calmness of the early birds greet
There is only few seagulls cry will reside
Out in the ocean, watch small boat slide,
Somewhere, west winds touch the sunset,
Prior to the twilight, you will come to rest,
With tears of gladness, in your blue eye
You watch the fish, whispering good bye
Where is my darling, please do not hide,
I have waited so long, to be by your side

__________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, Opps !! Something went wrong


__________________________
Well, we all make errors,
So just put it at the back you.
We should regret our errors
Something went wrong!
  • To err is human, to forgive, divine.
 Discover from them,
 But never carry them
 Onward into the future
Along with in your life,
Something went wrong!
  • To err is human, to forgive, divine.
We learn from errors,
  Failures and mistakes,
 not from a success or victory
Well, we all make errors,
Something went wrong!
  • To err is human, to forgive, divine.
__________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, LOVE DESIRES

___________________________
I just plucked an orchid of adore,
Fragrant blossom so rare in odor,
Desires full flourish on the body,
Nestled in that space, ever ready
My lips, a humming blue night bird
Hungry for passion, not by a word,
Hanging above you, lacking to hear,
To drink so deep, and long to bear
My starving inner heart, now filled,
 For a short blissful ways, unfulfilled
 Hungry again, takes its veins to pain
For a drink extremely of you, again.
_____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, COUNT DOWN STARTS

________________________
Our ending count down now,
Bit by bit to start;
each inhale you hold
a breath with air;
a bath in fire,
exhale desire.
Never afraid
when it is time to fly
Our time is
unpredictable
Death by fate,
fate undeniable
But now, I am with you
Always with you !
One day we all in
Short queue line up
already booked a ticket
since our birth time
We are all waiting there
at departure lounge
__________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, CELESTIAL BLESSINGS

____________________________
Old lovers of the times of yore,
Let me carve up in story of bore,
Though you never exist no more,
At this  time of you to carry fore,
You twinkle; abruptly to declare,
Your smirk, empathy swing to flare,
Held in bright misty dawn olive tree,
You turn around to breathe in free,
 Looking down to see a slim body,
 Certainly not yours, my dear buddy,
You push your shoulders back, hold
 your head up high, and walk in bold
 Never to take away life, offer a love,
Celestial blessings pour from above.
_____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, THE OUTSIDER

____________________________
  • I never believe in myself as being
  • A handsome or beautiful or whatsoever.
  • Indeed, I always felt like an outsider.
____________________________
I venture to be an outsider,
to worship you, not from near
at your celestial shrine of love
to be like a flying white dove
My Veins are alphabets;
Thumbs are words;
Hands are sentences.
My pages are for your lust;
Chapters are for your life;
My book is your soul.
Cover becomes the tomb stone.

___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
 

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, IF YOU WERE MY MIRROR...


____________________________
If you were my mirror;
Just in a heavy desire, I could
Always look at your face
If you were my river;
Just in a small wish
I would always
Swim in your waves.
If you were my ocean;
Just like in a dream;
I could row my life boat
in that night storm.
If you were a fresh garland
around my  neck;
Just I fancy, hanging
around your tiny  tits;
If you were my evening
sky on top; middle of clouds
Just I visualize,
Shining like a rainbow
If you were my echo; I wish
Always to hear the
Music  of your dance.
____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, Existence is Desire...

_________________________________
At the ultimate aim of mankind's existence is desire,
A desire to be intimate and to be loved by one another,
God has designed our mind and body to meet that
Divine need for intimacy and affection and love
_________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
__________________________________

Wednesday 27 May 2015

WILLIAMSJI WRITES,FIRST RAIN....

FIRST RAIN...._________________________
Within a valuable bountiful gain,
You shower in me, like first rain,
Within a mindful, soft lustful pain,
You tie-up my broken love vein 
_________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, WHENEVER YOU ARE INSPIRED BY ME .....

WHENEVER YOU ARE INSPIRED BY ME .....
______________________________
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 inspired by me
will you lie down in my canvas?
____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, DORMANT IN A ROMANTIC MOOD......

DORMANT IN A ROMANTIC MOOD...... 
_____________________________
Dormant in a romantic mood,
Shall I recite a lustful love ode?
Looking at the April autumns
And to those elegant columns
From the fort of your entire body
And in the warmth of your breasts
You are formed to a mystical woman
tied up locked  in a  silence...
In other more glances
in other many encounters
You will  listen our cloudy echo,
 Echo of the echo masked in crop
You and your careless petals.
Your are a woman passionate of sun,
gold and gem around your neck.
in a new and another life
and in many other times,
I will  adore you both
In me and in you
With  lights and shades -
Veiled  during day time
Unveiled during night hours
and naked  a woman ,
of bones, flesh and ribs
 Soft as the softest
hard as the hardest
Let  me to shell under your
bliss and  only  love,
the waves of my ocean
have been thrilled over again  
and I wanted to shape my sky
with my own sharp  eyes

___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, LOVE IS A FRIEND'S SHIP....

LOVE IS A FRIEND'S SHIP.... 
______________________________
Love is a  ship;

A friend's ship;

 She moves

in a blue ocean,

It is a friendship

Caught on fire

In the heavens
______________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, VICTORIOUS CROSSINGS....

  • VICTORIOUS  CROSSINGS....
  • A CHILD HAIKU ( 5X7X5)
___________________________
Braveness within  three years age,
While  wild ocean is  in its slumber,
Conquering his life's shore victorious
___________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
___________________________
NOTE:
A Tribute Haiku poem to MASTER JOSEPH ANOOP

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, A LOVE HAIKU....


A LOVE HAIKU....
______________________
In love, there is always,
One who kisses and one who offers
Cheeks, lips and the body
______________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILLIAMSJI WRITES, ONCE UPON A TIME...

ONCE UPON A TIME..
___________________________
Once upon a time,
the beautiful blue river loved
a strong green tree;
The green tree lived
amid the wet blue river;
After decades, the river dried up;
leaving not even a drop of love;
And the green tree too uprooted
without even a leaf of life !
The blue river was my beautiful Mother !
My handsome father was the green Tree !
and now I am the oasis in the desert !

___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

TEARS IN YOUR EYES...

TEARS IN YOUR EYES..._______________________
SYNOPSIS: Never be ashamed to cry out, it is your right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us. If I can see pain in blue your eyes then share with me your tears. If I can see joy in your eyes then share with me your smile. But smiles and tears are so alike when, they are neither of them confined to any particular feelings .I often shed my tears when I am cheerful, and smile when I am miserable- WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
__________________________
TEARS IN YOUR EYES...__________________________
The mind bird said to herself,
Never cry in a state of misery,
The frozen wind crept on above,
The river flows unknowingly.
There was no leaf on the tree,
No flower upon her cheeks.
And little motion in the air,
Only the ocean wave's sound!
The sky is vast like your face,
There was no beauty spotted,
Her cherry lips trembled in grief,
Only tear drops in blue eyes
__________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME

CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME________________________________
Power of charity sows deep in my heart,
I harvest and collect the wheat in bundles,
To give them to those who are hungry,
My soul gives life to the grapevine,
 I press its bunches to extract and give
the sweet juice to those who are  thirsty.
Heaven fills my lamp fulfilled with oil
 I place it at my main door and window
 to throw light to  the stranger
who walk away  through the dark
I do all these things because
 I live in them; and if destiny
should tie my hands and prevent me
from so doing, then death would be
my only desire and the destiny
Fore I am a poet, and if I cannot give,
 I shall refuse to take;
Take away from me everything
which belongs to me
___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

JUST IN ONE KISS....

JUST IN ONE KISS....___________________________
You starved and I craved
You loved and I cursed
On a sensual bliss
And just in one kiss !
____________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

EDGES OF CRAVINGS...

EDGES OF CRAVINGS..._____________________________
When the celebrations of 
Striking thunder sounds,
Faces of hatred and anger
Reflected in your
Mind of desire!

When the festivals of
Shining lightening shivers,
Eyes of lust and thirst
Rejoiced in your
Body of glamor!

When the merriment's of
Storming ocean erupts
Hands of whales and octopus
Embraced on your
Edges  of cravings

______________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

EARTH DOWN

EARTH DOWN____________________
Fluster, throw-out, roar,
Shake, quiver, shiver
Tremor, trouble,tremble
Shout, scream, shriek
Earth quake, death wake
Volcanic, beneath
On the top of the earth,
On the peak of the birth
Nothing waits, none in slumber
Strike Kills, many are innocent,
Nature reacts, earth down
_______________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
_______________________
My solidarity to the victims of  the recent earth quake disaster in Nepal. Standing on prayers,
Williamsji Maveli

WHERE DOES SHE DWELLS TODAY ?

WHERE DOES SHE  DWELLS TODAY ?__________________________
She who, said goodbye forever,
Left like the flowers of the plum-tree,
Blooming beside our roof space,
The charm of her youth and beauty
Thrilled once in my own  heart
To quicken their flush and fragrance,
where does she dwells to-day,
My dear little vanished girl?
This light of the half moon
That plays on the water
I pour it for the dead,
For them to open their eyes
__________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WE SHALL GROW OLD...

WE SHALL GROW OLD...______________________________
  • In a divine melodious song,
  • My heart  beats to blissful love,
  • I long to call you mine.
  • My love for you is immortal
  • A thousand hearts would be too few
  • to carry all my love for you.
  • Blessed are those two lovers....
  • Trembling, shivering, embracing
  • both cling to one another
  • like small frightened animals
  • That trembles, knowing they will die....
  •  only strength against the wind and tide
  •  beautiful words of all existence:
  • I love you. I love you too…
  • We shall grow old
  • Together towards the end....
_________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I HAVE TO GO...

I HAVE TO GO...______________________
Pale grew in her immortality, for woe
of all these lovers, and she grieved so
Then I plucked the unseen fruits;
Stretched her torn leaves;
Drank her blood; Ate her flesh;
She is my own body and soul
A heavenly life together in my arms...
This is my way of writing,
when memories come in
like a beam of a Sun,
I just drop my face towards
the breasts of the moon;
my own mother;
Sun is my own father;
Stars are my unborn children;
This world is mine;
We are one born in the dawn;
 Departed in the dusk;
Why we become foes;
We are friends;
the unseen;
untouched;
unloved.....
My verses are incomplete....
The black boat man is waiting...
I have to go........
________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

MAY BUDS.....

MAY BUDS....._______________________
Month of May is known as the month of spring,Therefore the month where all new plants begin to bloom and animals come out of hibernation. Hence, it is a month of new life and new beginnings. May was named for the goddess Miai, the goddess of increase. Since ancient times, May 1st has been an occasion for various celebrations.
Viewers are welcome with their most valuable comments
_______________________
On the Mount Sinai
on the day of Pentecost,
Blaze descended upon
the peak, the sound
of the shofar was heard,
which was blown by God
 and there was earthquake;
 heavy lightening ......
_______________________
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
_______________________

BEGIN YOUR CELESTIAL MUSIC...

BEGIN YOUR CELESTIAL MUSIC..._____________________
  • My pain was smooth
  • When your strings of love
  • Were being tuned,
  • my beloved,
  • Begin your celestial music,
  •  Let me forget the agony,
  • Let me feel your beauty
  •  What you had poured
  • Into my tender heart,
  • The longing for night
  •  Lingers at my doors,
  • May you be ready to
  • Embrace me in your arms,
  • Pour into my life strings,
  • My beloved,
  •  In tunes that descend
  •  From your twinkling stars
_____________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

LOOKING AT THE RAINBOWS....

LOOKING AT THE RAINBOWS...._____________________________
Life, although is like
a mirage in a desert
region for many of the human beings,
it is surely beautiful and elegant in vivid ways.
Try to be positive in life, looking at the rainbows,
green meadows and blue sky and the calm ocean...
_____________________________
BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
 

BEAUTY AND UGLY EMBRACED EACH OTHER

BEAUTY AND UGLY EMBRACED EACH OTHER_______________________
Faces of beauty and ugliness
It happened on a sunny dawn,
She was elegant;
He was dirty;
Both met on sandy seashore,
Let us wash our sins
in the purity and in the
 Holiness of ocean waves,
Both disrobed and took bath
 in deep waters;
He saw ugliness in her depths;
She embraced his beauty on his earth;
Beauty and ugliness embraced each other
His children grew in ugliness;
Her Children kissed all holiness
_____________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Happy birthday, dear Cherry Flower…..

Happy birthday, dear Cherry Flower….._____________________________
  • I gave my twinkling second star
  • By way of a fairy tale wedding,
  • Instead, you gave her a fairy tale life.
 Happy birthday, dear Cherry Flower…..
  •  My daughter has inborn my taste,
  • This is why she picked a gentleman
  • like you to be her partner.
 Happy birthday, dear Cherry fruit…..
  •  My daughter found her life partner,
  •  I found a gem of a treasure in you,
  • She loves you by all her whole heart
Happy birthday, dear Merry Flower…….
  •  Although you were not born in our
  •  Family as a son, you have become
  • more than a gem of a person  for us
 Happy birthday dear merry fruit…….
  • Our daughter is not the only one
  • who’s lucky, we all feel blessed
  • for having you in the family.
Happy birthday dear Cherian Joseph……
  • Many Many Happy Returns of the day,
  • May God Almighty bless you for ever
  • Tuesday, 05th May, 2015
______________________________
With Regards & Love
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
_______________________________
NOTE:
Sharing the joy and happiness of ALAPPATT PALATHINGHAL FAMILY OF KATTOR on this occasion of the HAPPY BIRTHDAY of Cherian Joseph, 2nd Son of Mr. Joseph & Sony
  • WILLIAMSJI
  • MAVELI & FAMILY

CELESTIAL SONGS....

CELESTIAL SONGS....__________________________
You were  in my thoughts all times;
in my own anguish and dreadful times;
The idol of bereavement will never kiss
Nor the angels in the paradise will miss
Your elongated embraces and soft touch
to a certain extent  will make me rich
With my crack of dawn group prayer hours
Reciting a rosary for more better favors
The sacred Sundays brought to cover;
to heal your pain in which you suffer
Tonight lots of people, will bring to daylight
Somehow to cheer up with candles in white
Celestial Songs are being sung for your charm
In front of your alter, with prayers in calm!
_______________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Tuesday 26 May 2015

I AM THE NEW VICTIM.....

I AM THE NEW VICTIM.....__________________________
Red blood stained
Black night dress slipped;
Her blues are silent,
i wash my sins
A soundless vehicle moves,
Along the life track,
Love ends in greens,
I am the new  victim;
Her kiss is sweet;
I am in her arms
____________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I KNEW WHERE SHALL I KEEP MY SOUL

I KNEW WHERE SHALL I KEEP MY SOUL______________________
I melted into the dawn mist,
After the end of my dreams,
As if I had always been there;
I knew where I had come from;
 I knew where I was going to
I sheltered into thy strong arms,
After the closure of my farms,
As if I had loved more your home;
I knew where shall I seek my seat,
I knew where shall I keep my soul
_________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

MY BEAUTY IS DEAD

MY BEAUTY IS DEAD___________________________
Season's distress,
Roaring whirlwind, frost,
Have conceded,
Cleansed the flattened paths,
 Silent gardener has
Sprinkled with residue;
The darkest clouds
Circles on your sky face;
Your deep blue eyes were
Mutilated away by hurricane;
Yet in my garden there is
No more trouble;
The winter's blade is
Buried in the earth
Wild music is the
Cry that none heard;
My beauty is dead;
Now I shall carry her
To my home grave-yard;
Let me sleep with her
At least for tonight
_______________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

TO MY BELOVED MOTHER LATE MARY GEORGE MAVELI

  • MOTHER'S DAY TRIBUTE
  • TO MY BELOVED MOTHER
  • LATE MARY GEORGE MAVELI
___________________________
  • Out of all the moms
  • I could have had,
  • I'm glad it was you,
  • who God gifted me
Inspired by her own simple looks,
Innovated by her humble outlooks,
In our life, mother is the only word,
Intrudes our hearts like a dove bird
  • Among  all the moms,
  • Of this earth, you are the best
  • it was you, a white dove,
  • From whom God send love
____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
_____________________________
NOTE:
  • Today is Mother's Day
  • This is a tribute to my  beloved mother
  • Mrs. Mary George Maveli who left this world
  • on 05th December, 2005, May her Soul rest in peace
  • -WILLIAMS GEORGE MAVELI

MY THEMES

MY THEMES_____________________________
My themes for lyric are always on love;
An anthology dedicated to Him above;
A thousand and one illustrated pages;
Shall be preserved by lovers after ages
  • God loves you
  • more than himself on the cross
For Love, there exist no yesterdays,
No tomorrows; no past, only today's
For desire, there melt, no misty dawn,
No tomorrows; no future, only a mourn
  • God loves you
  • more than himself on the cross
For thirst, there drink, no water drops,
No today; no present, only wild crops,
For cross, there blood, love cruicifies
For wounds, the soul, body sanctifies
_____________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

IN MY ARDOR AND PASSION

IN MY ARDOR AND PASSION_______________________
  • In my ardor and passion,
  •  I conclude that your
  • entire realm,
  • from scented hair
  • to cologne toes,
  • All engraved in
  • One sculpture that has been
  • shaped by a sensual
  •  Nurturing of a goddess.
  • My eagerness rises,
  • my obsession ascends
  • to an explosive
  • fulfillment of lust;
  • my common sense
  •  is dismissed,
  • I am in rage I pierce you,
  • one hundred dreams
  • would thus come true
_____________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

MY DEAR ANGEL...

MY DEAR ANGEL...
_________________________My dear angel,
  • You are the greatest one;
  • Elegant, loveliest, glittering
  •  Among all celestial presence;
  • I adore you without any stain
  • While you wear a dress of wings
  • An earring of obedience to songs,
  • But as soon as the turn of the earth,
  • A call out from the top of purity,
  • And began to boast in a carnival
  • We glorify you in beauty
My dear angel,
  • You are the cutest one,
  • celestial, alluring, sumptuous
  • among all glorious perfections,
  • I worship you without any return
  • while you behave very  obedient,
  • But no craving in you selves,
  • Nor do you have any darkness
  • in your make-up;
  • only the beam  of love
_____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

NEVER GO AWAY FROM ME

NEVER GO AWAY FROM ME____________________________
At the divine hours of love of mid night,
Whilst the red stars are glittering bright,
I take my flight to the lone valley of bliss,
When life thrilled so warm by sweet kiss,
I think often, if mood steals a lust psyche
Revert to past scenes of passionate ache
our love is celebrated, in the vast blue sky,
Never go away from me, nor make me cry
_______________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WORDS OF THE SHADOWS

WORDS OF THE SHADOWS_______________________
None, but God is love
in the surviving belongings,
It is He who is manifest
within every beloved humans
 to the eye of every lover
and there is no existent thing
that is not a love
It is current on lovers
to seek a friend,
as friend in need,
Flowing like floods on face
and head to His river,
He himself does the seeking,
and we are like shadows,
And our talking and tongue
are the words of the shadows
________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

BEHIND.........

BEHIND.........______________________
  • Truth is still a truth,
  • Even if no one
  • Believes it.
  • A lie is still a lie,
  • Even if everyone
  • Believes it
Behind the lie,
Hidden a  truth;
Deep inside!
Behind the truth,
Expose a lie;
Open outside!
Behind the fear,
Sings a  Love
That cry
Behind the courage
Wings a dove
That fly
  • Truth is still a truth,
  • Even if no one
  • Believes it.
  • A lie is still a lie,
  • Even if everyone
  • Believes it
_______________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

VIOLET IS DARK

VIOLET IS DARK...__________________________
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

VIOLET IS DARK...

VIOLET IS DARK...__________________________
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

TO SEEK FOR AMITY

TO SEEK FOR AMITY___________________________
To seek for amity, peace, harmony
It is incumbent on true lovers,
Flowing like tiny tides on faces
And head towards His holy river,
He himself does the search of,
And we are like His own shadows,
Sometimes we all rejoice and shout
like water running in His main stream,
we enjoy, other times, and most often,
we are tied up like water in His own Jar;
we are stuck and unable to come out.
___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

A DREAM

A DREAM________________________
You never knew me, before
Never ever saw me  at all,
Not even touched and felt,
But in my deep slumber,
You invited me for a treat,
I came near to you in a hurry,
But, you faded away
Later, disappeared forever
Your eyes pierced into my face,
But, everything hit my heart,
Making wounds of love
________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WHEN I KISS AND EMBRACE..........

WHEN I KISS AND EMBRACE..........__________________________
When I kiss and embrace  Him *
finally forever;
Give away what’s left in my body
to the needy,
To those
who will get a light from my eyes
To those
Who will enjoy love from my lips.
To those
Who will feel passion from my soul;
Because God donated me
These eyes, lips and the body

_________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

_________________________
NOTE
* HIM means death

SEEK LOVE, IT'S AROUND YOU

SEEK LOVE, IT'S AROUND YOU___________________________
I can fly on the wings of the wind
When love turns as an abode,
A life is not to nourish the bliss,
It is a window to the pure soul,
I lay between two lovers
at the hearth of fireplaces.
I am the twinkle in your child’s eyes.
I am hidden in the lines of your mother's face.
 I am your father's shield as
he guards your home.
Yet I am as brittle as a tear.
Some have never searched for me,
yet I am around them always.
 Some say I die with loss,
yet I am endless.
And though you cannot hear me,
 I dance on the laughter of children.
I am woven into the whispers of passion.
 I am in the blessings of Grandmothers.
 I embrace the cries of newborn.
And yet… Some say I am a flower,
yet I am also the seed;
And yet I am a throne
_____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WILD THOUGHTS.....

WILD THOUGHTS.....__________________________
My wild thoughts
gets frozen
during mid-night hours,
After a breakdown of
a rupture of time,
Your old reminiscences
Bring glimpses of your
Angelic face,
Sunflower eyes
Cherry fruit lips,
Exotic, elegant curves
Later everything leaves
At heart, like an unfinished
Sketch of rainbow colors

__________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

YOU NEVER OWE ME

YOU NEVER OWE ME_________________________
You never owe me,
For the yesterday's
For it is forgotten forever
But, if you want to know the past,
Better to look back in a flash
This will bring you a present
You owe me everything
for today by all
If you are living in present,
This will contribute the effect of the past
You owe me something
for tomorrow by all
If you want to know the future,
better to  look at yourself  in the present
for that is the cause of the future.
You owe noting for yesterday
But, I do owe you everything
for tomorrow
If  you do not know yesterday
and tomorrow
better not to know today
_________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

I EXPRESS MY LOVE

I EXPRESS MY LOVE__________________________
I express my love the way you feel,
In life, a soft feather touch to heal,
With no charm, no allure, I am no one,
Just like a statue I am stand alone,
When I lost you, it is a loss of me
When I love you, it is a life of me
___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

PURE SIN

PURE SIN________________________
Stretched, touched, delicious
Blazing cold love fire precious
Slow and steady wins the race
Sweet desire inner mind's face
Love, fervor, always in passion
In body within flesh an invasion
Light and sparkle, kiss and pin
Life turns a seductive pure sin
__________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

JOANNE ROSE & LEANNE TRESA CHRISTENING SONG...

JOANNE ROSE & LEANNE TRESA
CHRISTENING SONG...________________________
Infants are gifts from God,
Accept them lovingly,
Bless them gracefully,
If someone welcomes them
In the name God, they are accepting,
 Welcoming God,
We all prayed for them,
Kneeling down, folding our hands,
Go in turn showered blessings
Thanks, Dear God, we praise you
Accepting and welcoming
God is almighty. God is gracious
  • Joanne and Leanne,
twin grand baby girls
  • To Williamsji Maveli
Joanne means God is gracious,
Leanne is graceful,
They became part of Lord Jesus
As their baptism ceremony was held on
Sunday, 24th May, 2015 at
Infant Jesus Church,
Kidangoor, via Angamaly, Ernakulam, Kerala, India
  • On behalf of
  • Joanne Rose 
  • &
  • Leanne Tresa
Maveli family wish to thank all those who had participated,  shared the joy on their birth and baptism ceremonial celebrations on this graceful occasion, A special thanks goes to Rev.Fr. Antony Thaliyaparabil who had blessed Baby Joanne Rose & Leanne Tresa,
Maveli family, Kidangoor also wish to extend their gratitude to Rev.Fr. Joshy Vezhaparambil, HONORABLE VICAR OF iNFANT jESUS CHURCH, KIDANGOOR ANGAMALY
___________________________
  • BY
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
  •  
  • Grandpa of Joanne Rose & Leanne Tresa

IN THE LIGHT OF THE FIRE.....

IN THE LIGHT OF THE FIRE.....
_____________________________
You begin a divine mystical journey,
Within a relationship of one's heart
The mystic is drawn on a deeper voyage
toward love's greatest secret in a deep sea
 Within the heart we are one with the divine.
The fire of mystical love is a burning,
Destroying   all sense of a separate self,
 Until nothing is left but love itself.
While the spiritual seeker is drawn
 to the light of this fire,
the mystic is the moth
consumed by its flames.
And the result is not more than
I scorched, and burnt, and fulfilled.
___________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Tuesday 5 May 2015

Shapeless Moon

A shapeless blue moon with all its rays;
Make up her loveliness in all ways;
As her soft, spicy body slowly drifts;
Offering me, some marvelous gifts.
Floating along with waves of cloud;
Holding me tight, like her own beloved;
As she chase her eyes towards the moon,
My gorgeous minute ends so soon.
An escape within a lovable pleasure
Over rejoice in her nurture and leisure
She moves vigilantly in the night;
Where with peace she can wait
Wake the heart, mind and soul
For a lustful late mid-night stroll.




BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Lifeless Leaves !



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 pot to hope about.

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Desire....


Like a ruined ship, without an anchor in the deep ocean;
a  love, struggles in the storm; for an inner desire, for a vision;
It’s for a gaze on woman's gorgeous, soft curves, half covered
the light, pinkish, piercing pause; for a glimpse over exposed;
Within an embrace of love and affection, everything gets so wild
It looks out, innocently over the aperture of the blue dress, mild;
Her long coiled, black curls, lips, cheeks and face are so tempting;
Lust is always in its initiative, and a longing for my death is inviting.

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

High Spirits....


A Haiku on Love ( 5 x 7 x 5 )
______________________________
Your love lifted me up,
Raised my spirits to a high level,
To where dreams were born
___________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Oh, Prophets..


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

An Invite......


 Flowers blossoms during dawn,
next to the melodies and songs of birds,
the love and beauty around you…
With these, we want to capture all our
Our intimate feelings of being present,
at this celestial  moments of love.
The sweet from heart-to-heart,
 Between flute and voice,
 the play of sound and silence,
 Multi-shared harmonies dancing
over smooth Latin grooves and
 Elegant piano melodies invite us
 to relax and to feel delighted
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Now or Never...


Do I express what is in my mind?
Dare myself to seek out and find;
Act on faith that I do keep hidden;
Even if others think it's forbidden!
Why must I compress it for less?
Just because I can't well express;
What's in my heart, my sole desire?
Thoughts alone set my soul on fire!
Never to confess what I always wanted;
Dreams would no longer be haunted;
Each day would end up with a smile;
That wouldn't fade, even after a while
The lucky moment has finally come
I'm going away and grab me some
This opening won't last forever
I know this time it's now or never
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Love drops


A spicy body in the mist
Should be
Like any other soft object
Shaped and wrapped
In beauty!
A sumptuous breast
Should be
Like any other blessed gift
Shaped and wrapped
In beauty!
Life drops down;
A child is growing;
Love drops pouring
Two white dove's chirp
Nipples turns to wet;
Sweet drops; sweat drops!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Tuesday 28 April 2015

Tell Me, My Dear Love....


The English translation of the above verse in Malayalam will be made available  to readers shortly
Regards 

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, 
williamsji@yahoo.com


LET IT POUR

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI'S LOVE LYRICS IN MALAYALAM
NOTE
The English translation of this lyric 
will be made available to readers shortly
WILLIAMSJI


Cherie Sumner, a great Poetess

Cherie Sumner is a great Poetess
Her success is forever, my applause
She had always very  well carved,
 Words of life fantasies chiseled,
Short sentences of love polished,
 Her amazing phrases heart filled.
Cherie Sumner is the final winner,
Her success is forever, my applause
 Over long periods of time ahead,
Whereas others produce their poems,
 In an intense, feverish moment
of inspirations and emotions
Cherie Sumner is the good writer,
Her success is forever, my applause
 Produced in such an intense outbreak;
 A Poetess mind, including her subconscious
Has ground for poetic sensibilities and skills
By meticulous observation, study and practice
Cherie Sumner is the good Author,
Her success is forever, my applause
 She often turns her creative process
Subconscious or nearly so Pen and paper
No need to seek out the extreme, exotic,
 Exposing romantic, natural and heartfelt
Cherie Sumner is the good Writer,
Her success is forever, my applause
She encounters, surprises, dreams
 Fantasies and miracles every day
We are usually too busy and too
Preoccupied to notice from time to time
Cherie Sumner is the good Poetess,
Her success is forever, my applause
BY




FOREVER



Forever

will you come and stand nearby me,

with a lyric,

you are  by all means, 

like an epic,

Let your

two eyes glow and blaze,

Both cheeks

shed twilight's glaze.

_______________________________


BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

________________________

NOTE

This is an inspirational poem on 

Poetess Pisush Singh

 

Poetess Piusha Singh

__________________________________

 

 

 

 


Friday 24 April 2015

Outsider....


Nothing really belongs to me now,

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   

A Flashback


Time travels backward,
while the train moves.....
along with the
old memories too....
the pine trees goes backwards
the shining moon fades away
the rain clouds disappears
even my memories
of childhood like
a flashback;
where we both
made castles
from sands
near the beach.......
while the cool
waves kissed
our toes.....
Life has become
a beach
a resort
to spend
some hours....
still the train moves
as if nothing happened......
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Dancing face to face...


I love, my own ultimate death;
For my body longs for it by birth;
Sunny days; starry nights pass by;
Forthcoming days, will say good bye;
Sweep me away like a heavy wave;
Carry me to the darkness of the cave;
In the wreckage of this eternal ruin;
Let my nakedness hold a mortal pain;
It’s high time, to have a get-together;
Let us get dressed up to meet one another!
We are here dancing face to face;
heart to heart, exclusively in own grace!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Wednesday 22 April 2015

Fly-by-night...


No wind can ever break,
No lyric can ever express,
My love towards you
to fasten me to You:
Like a coral diamond,
It breaks the beat that strikes
My heart goes into you
As the dirt goes into the gold.
Like the lotus life in its clay,
I live in you.
Like the bird
that gazes during
hours of darkness
at the fly-by-night moon,
I have lost myself
abode in you.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Body is a costume


Body is a costume
enabling us
to do some performance,
Then we take it off
Waiting for the next scene
to balance the story of
Birth and Death;
Life remains as it is
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Bleed


There, she was nude,
an old body, hanging around;
across her breasts,
A knife takes a cut off
…Bleed for two days.

Then, she was rude,
an old love, burning at one end;
Towards her armpits,
A needle pierce into
…Bleed for two days

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Tuesday 21 April 2015

AN OBITUARY POEM TO RUSSIAN POETESS ISABELLA

  • AN OBITUARY POEM
  • TO RUSSIAN POETESS ISABELLA
_______________________________
  • Bella (Izabella) Akhatovna Akhmadulina,
  • Russian poetess
  • Born on 10 April 1937
  • Died on  29 November 2010
_______________________________
She was a pretty teenage sensation,
Her poetry earned high distinction
Whatever happens in life, she swear,
Only thing she was blessed well care,
In the transience of moody sadness,
Within a silence of lyrical madness
  • Bella (Izabella) Akhatovna Akhmadulina,
  • Russian poetess
  • Born on 10 April 1937
  • Died on  29 November 2010
She did not walk flanked by raindrops.
 But, fully involved in literary row pops,
Between official organs, new reformers,
Making every move in public preachers
She won the top prize for her collections,
Nominated for many literary selections
  • Bella (Izabella) Akhatovna Akhmadulina,
  • Russian poetess
  • Born on 10 April 1937
  • Died on  29 November 2010
__________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

HER SOUL SINGS.....



She lives among the angels of care,


Her soul sings the songs of life cure,


Bringing the sweet melodies of love,


A shower of fantasy lyrics from above


Her lines and verses makes hearts filled,


A poetess with a true love vision fulfilled.

______________________________

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

______________________________

NOTE:

The above is  from my collection of 101 inspirational poems on honorable poetess Piusha Singh titled as
 " GREEN LEAVES ." .
My courtesy and love to Poetess Piusha Singh

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

കവയിà´¤്à´°ി PIUSHA à´ª്à´°à´šോദനം
à´µിà´²്à´¯ംà´¸് à´œി à´®ാà´µേà´²ി


Wishing You Joy Forever.....


Depression of disease is like that,
While you vanish in the woods;
Sometimes takes you a while
to realize that you lost the way to life.
For the longest time, you can convince
Yourself that you've just lost and
Wandered off the path,
That you'll find your way back
to the trailhead any moment now.
Then night falls again and again,
And you still have no idea
Where you are, and it's time to
Admit that you have bewildered
Yourself so far off the path that
You don't even know from
 On which direction the sun rises anymore.
But, keep away from those sad feelings,
 Smile away and come back
to reality and happy life;
Wishing you joy forever
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Rhythms...


Have you ever listened to
the celestial melody of Your Soul?
Have you ever felt the pulsations
of your own feelings,
 the energy of your own sensitive wisdom,
Transcending time and space,
which is being translated
into tuneful rhythms
Your Soul’s Music Is Waiting For You.
Everything in the universe
Vibrates in order to exist,
Including sound - the swinging waves
That makes music.
Your Soul’s Music is
Your perception encoded
On the sound waves of music
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Forever .....


Not at all had I thought
I would be a branch
of your forbidden tree,
To hang and to entangle;
Around your neck;
shoulders, spicy body parts;
Forever for you!
Not at all had I a notion
I would be a whirl;
To drown; to deepen
Under your breast; nipples;
Forever for you!
Not at all had I belief
I would be a slave;
To live; to die;
Forever for you!
Not at all had I dreamed
I would share in your
Songs and dance;
In silence with your steps
Forever for you !
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Flood Of Love


Like a bud blossoms at nighttime,
You give your body and mind to me,
A Goddess charisma is branded
by the dew that drips from your sky,
a perfume shed through the darkness,
as first steps of springs arrival
That thickens the brushwood.
You break upon my dreams
like waves of an ocean in a tide,
And my heart is drowned under.
My heart knew of your upcoming,
as the night feels the approach of dawn,
The clouds are aflame and my sky fills
With a great revealing flood of love!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Evil Of Eve


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

The Path....


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

Dream Girl...


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

A Drop....


There shall fall forth a
pure drop from him;
And a tiny grass from
her wet soil shall grow
in that sacred womb !
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Blessing


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

The Blues...


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

A 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!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Pain


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

Festival of Love


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

Bath......


A Haiku ( 5 x 7 x 5 )
Took bath in cool shower;

Nipples emerge to blossom like rose flower;

Sweat  becomes sweet milk drops !
______________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Do not kiss me in dark....


Your cherry lips gave me red color;
A love is better than a flower.
Your soft breasts smell wonderful.
A sweat is better than a body mist
that is why I am in love with you.
Take me along with your wind
Let us get wet in the rain of lust.
We are very happy to live together;
Your love is sweeter than wine !             
In my lyrics, it is so divine
I am dark but lovely too,
Young women of heaven
I am dark like the rain clouds
But I am beautiful like the blue sky
Do not kiss me in dark.
When moon appears,
I shall be the loveliest!
_________________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Inner Desire...


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

How to begin ?


Your blue eyes lied to me
Despite the spell bound smile
On your elegant face;
You touched my soft body
With borrowed gloves
Of a criminal so careful
Not leave even a trace;
Your bountiful breasts
Longed for my nurture;
Your whisper was of a
Winter's frozen wind;
I never wanted to interrupt;
Never knowing how to begin ?
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Monday 20 April 2015

I am like the orange grove tree


I filled my bowl with whatever I had,
And gave it you yesterday mid-night,
What shall I bring to you tomorrow?
I really wonder, so confused and worried,
I am like the orange grove tree that
at the end of the flowering summer,
Gazes at the sky with its lifted branches,
Bare of their blossoms and fragrance,
In all my past offerings is there not a
Single flower made fadeless by tears,
Will you remember it and thank me
With your eyes when I come before you,
With empty hands at those leave-taking
Of my summer days and hot hours?
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Nothing.......


A HAIKU ( 5X7X5 ) 
My half broken alphabets dance
    on the first page for a preface;
    nothing to scribble anything new!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI