Submissions by williamsji
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am Williamsji Maveli (Williams George), a Poet from Kerala, India. My first collection of poems was released during year 1973 titled as "OFFERINGS TO LOVE " (RAGHA POOJA) in Malayalam language, which is my mother-tongue.
A MEMORY IN SPRING
She who, said goodbye forever,
Left like the flowers of a plum-tree,
Blooming beside my roof space,
the charm of her youth and beauty
thrilled once in my own heart
to quicken their flush and fragrance,
where does she dwell 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
Left like the flowers of a plum-tree,
Blooming beside my roof space,
the charm of her youth and beauty
thrilled once in my own heart
to quicken their flush and fragrance,
where does she dwell 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
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A landscape !
A shadow play of rainbow on your cheeks;
Beautiful hair over flows like streams of love;
Breasts are white doves; lips cherry fruits;
A green landscape; your body and mind!
By
Williamsji Maveli
Beautiful hair over flows like streams of love;
Breasts are white doves; lips cherry fruits;
A green landscape; your body and mind!
By
Williamsji Maveli
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Blue Ocean Tides
In the stillness 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 day we shall meet.
In a silence of the early dawns greet
There is only few seagulls cry reside
Out in the ocean, watch the boat slide,
Somewhere, west winds touch the sunset,
Before 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...
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 day we shall meet.
In a silence of the early dawns greet
There is only few seagulls cry reside
Out in the ocean, watch the boat slide,
Somewhere, west winds touch the sunset,
Before 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...
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She is my queen of light heart !
My acclaimed one dwells
in my emotion;
in full motion;
like my body portion;
She is my queen of light heart
and is very keen, not to depart
I have actually seen that
abode of bliss.
My queen is she,
She is enduring;
Immortal; imperishable
My women is she,
She is never ending;
Perpetual; eternal
Only she knows
the sullenness of love
She has extremely felt me
in her breathe
No one comes nearby me,
except you
When I struggle in a dilemma,
Everyone come to share the joy.
Whenever destiny play, a game
Love...
in my emotion;
in full motion;
like my body portion;
She is my queen of light heart
and is very keen, not to depart
I have actually seen that
abode of bliss.
My queen is she,
She is enduring;
Immortal; imperishable
My women is she,
She is never ending;
Perpetual; eternal
Only she knows
the sullenness of love
She has extremely felt me
in her breathe
No one comes nearby me,
except you
When I struggle in a dilemma,
Everyone come to share the joy.
Whenever destiny play, a game
Love...
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A Get-together !
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
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
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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
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
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A Journey within you….
Be energetic, and live like solo,
Be in love with, and like wedded.
Dance, as if someone is holding,
Worship; for you’ll never be blessed;
Kiss, like no lips get a blood stain;
Sing as if no one's listening,
Inhale like it's heaven is on earth..
Dawn has started its journey;
until dusk is dead;
then what it makes a twilight !
An everlasting journey....
Birth is a dusk;
death is a dawn;
wait for another life !
Sun has put his head into
the ocean of darkness…..
By Williamsji Maveli
Be in love with, and like wedded.
Dance, as if someone is holding,
Worship; for you’ll never be blessed;
Kiss, like no lips get a blood stain;
Sing as if no one's listening,
Inhale like it's heaven is on earth..
Dawn has started its journey;
until dusk is dead;
then what it makes a twilight !
An everlasting journey....
Birth is a dusk;
death is a dawn;
wait for another life !
Sun has put his head into
the ocean of darkness…..
By Williamsji Maveli
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A hut for you......
The dawn drizzle all the words
you have never said to me before
The bird dreams all the sounds
you have never sung earlier
I wrap your silence in a box
and carry to the top of my hills,
where my heart builds a hut
made of love and lust for you
By Williamsji Maveli
you have never said to me before
The bird dreams all the sounds
you have never sung earlier
I wrap your silence in a box
and carry to the top of my hills,
where my heart builds a hut
made of love and lust for you
By Williamsji Maveli
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A gift of nature !
Oh, dear women on this earth,
by way of my own blessed birth;
your cherry lips blossoms for my kiss;
love has embarked me in a sacred bliss;
This life with you is a gift of nature !
Oh, dear women on this earth,
by way of my own blessed birth;
your blue eyes blinks for my wish;
love has warmed me up to cherish;
This life with you is a gift of nature !
Oh, dear women on this earth,
by way of my own blessed birth;
your spicy body, made of buds, fruits;
love has brought up to the roots;
This life with you is a gift of nature !...
by way of my own blessed birth;
your cherry lips blossoms for my kiss;
love has embarked me in a sacred bliss;
This life with you is a gift of nature !
Oh, dear women on this earth,
by way of my own blessed birth;
your blue eyes blinks for my wish;
love has warmed me up to cherish;
This life with you is a gift of nature !
Oh, dear women on this earth,
by way of my own blessed birth;
your spicy body, made of buds, fruits;
love has brought up to the roots;
This life with you is a gift of nature !...
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A hand in hand......
Awaken like the swelling sun,
My exotic lust takes a slow run
Awaken like the genesis of day,
My sweet love sings this midday
A new sound is heard like the call of a bird,
My will sobs at the beauty of your word.
Earth is fertile like an elegant woman,
Sun is burning to share, like a man
We were meant to be, long before birth.
Finally to decorate the body in wreath
Your name is written on the vast shore
In a landscape you stand alone bare
Eternally bound, painfully shine
Your breasts are nurtured in mine.
Day Hand in hand
Night...
My exotic lust takes a slow run
Awaken like the genesis of day,
My sweet love sings this midday
A new sound is heard like the call of a bird,
My will sobs at the beauty of your word.
Earth is fertile like an elegant woman,
Sun is burning to share, like a man
We were meant to be, long before birth.
Finally to decorate the body in wreath
Your name is written on the vast shore
In a landscape you stand alone bare
Eternally bound, painfully shine
Your breasts are nurtured in mine.
Day Hand in hand
Night...
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A Dawn was born......
Once upon a time,
On a sunny day,
A Cruel King
named SUN from the
territorial border
met a fairy
Queen named MOON
in a heavenly twilight;
The Sun invaded her rays
The Moon faded away
Into her dark night….
After 10 hours of heavy pain
She gave birth to a baby,
the next day dawn !
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
On a sunny day,
A Cruel King
named SUN from the
territorial border
met a fairy
Queen named MOON
in a heavenly twilight;
The Sun invaded her rays
The Moon faded away
Into her dark night….
After 10 hours of heavy pain
She gave birth to a baby,
the next day dawn !
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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A dawn glimpse......
A dawn glimpse, at your beauty reveals,
My inner wish to have two more eyes;
To stare everything in my own leisure;
but anything, for nothing for pleasure.
Left, behind, for you, nothing of precious;
Faces of deceived metaphors, in curious;
saddened white pale sky broken into piece;
Shined stars fell on dark forests with ease
Nature has played games into our lives;
its external births and eternal deaths;
The sun, the moon and I will turn over;
making over my dream without an end.
By
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
...
My inner wish to have two more eyes;
To stare everything in my own leisure;
but anything, for nothing for pleasure.
Left, behind, for you, nothing of precious;
Faces of deceived metaphors, in curious;
saddened white pale sky broken into piece;
Shined stars fell on dark forests with ease
Nature has played games into our lives;
its external births and eternal deaths;
The sun, the moon and I will turn over;
making over my dream without an end.
By
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
...
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