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.
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jan 2015 4:27am
5th Jan 2015 4:27am
SO PASSIONATE..
It's all revolving all around,
On your beauty, all in blue,
then yellow, then green
So passionate, I melt into
your eyes, cheeks, lips,
Then I burst out
I ascend to you so soaring
Lost in the sensual thoughts
I surrender to your
obsessive creations
You cry out in pleasure
My body is on fire
I adhere to your fragrance
Hunger feeding my desire
_____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
On your beauty, all in blue,
then yellow, then green
So passionate, I melt into
your eyes, cheeks, lips,
Then I burst out
I ascend to you so soaring
Lost in the sensual thoughts
I surrender to your
obsessive creations
You cry out in pleasure
My body is on fire
I adhere to your fragrance
Hunger feeding my desire
_____________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Jan 2015 4:25am
5th Jan 2015 4:25am
I AM IN LOVE..
Spiritually, I am in love means
God is passionate with me,
on an unchanging Soul.
This is similar to how a thread
links the beads on a necklace
whatever the shape, color or size,
the external nature is not vital.
The hole in each bead
represents our Soul,
which is the same for all of us,
God in one is not in
any way different from
the God within another.
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
God is passionate with me,
on an unchanging Soul.
This is similar to how a thread
links the beads on a necklace
whatever the shape, color or size,
the external nature is not vital.
The hole in each bead
represents our Soul,
which is the same for all of us,
God in one is not in
any way different from
the God within another.
__________________________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2015 00:23am
4th Jan 2015 00:23am
My paintbrush
My paintbrush
dips deep
into the color box
Depicting love,
desire at landscape back
My ink of passion flows
towards you tonight
so I may show you
how It affects my meditate
to be so truly needed
by an ardent lover to intimate
I desire to scribble
of lover's word power
Winning the warm
sinuous parchment
of your endeavor
Secret words that
only you can understand
Till my brush runs
dry and I return to dip again
At the ink drops made
by nature for
the scripting of my desire...
dips deep
into the color box
Depicting love,
desire at landscape back
My ink of passion flows
towards you tonight
so I may show you
how It affects my meditate
to be so truly needed
by an ardent lover to intimate
I desire to scribble
of lover's word power
Winning the warm
sinuous parchment
of your endeavor
Secret words that
only you can understand
Till my brush runs
dry and I return to dip again
At the ink drops made
by nature for
the scripting of my desire...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Jan 2015 00:20am
4th Jan 2015 00:20am
Inception Of Love
She runs
his sweet words again
Considering their
soft inception of love,
His remarks subsides
as he ensure the sentences of lust,
On the surplus softness
Fastening her hands
She smiles as he
Considers her next words
His delicate lips move
against her soft frameworks
And she repeats
exercise once again
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
his sweet words again
Considering their
soft inception of love,
His remarks subsides
as he ensure the sentences of lust,
On the surplus softness
Fastening her hands
She smiles as he
Considers her next words
His delicate lips move
against her soft frameworks
And she repeats
exercise once again
_____________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
550 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Dec 2014 4:03pm
16th Dec 2014 4:03pm
LUSTFUL PAIN
Within a bountiful gain,
You shower in me, like the first rain,
Within a mindful lustful pain,
You break my love vein !
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
You shower in me, like the first rain,
Within a mindful lustful pain,
You break my love vein !
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Jun 2014 2:52am
16th Jun 2014 2:52am
Passion
Though you are far away,
across the oceans;
I feel at all times,
you are very near and close
being impatient, waiting to read,
what is written,
to hear what is in your mind,
now to express the passion
you have is something which I desire,
when your pen hits the paper,
it's burning like fire.
Yet, all must flow so easily,
very well, smoothly;
your sensual thoughts
and your loveable verbs
your adjectives;
your adverbs, sweet words.
Mischievous writings,
lovely sentences in pages ...
across the oceans;
I feel at all times,
you are very near and close
being impatient, waiting to read,
what is written,
to hear what is in your mind,
now to express the passion
you have is something which I desire,
when your pen hits the paper,
it's burning like fire.
Yet, all must flow so easily,
very well, smoothly;
your sensual thoughts
and your loveable verbs
your adjectives;
your adverbs, sweet words.
Mischievous writings,
lovely sentences in pages ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Jun 2014 2:40am
16th Jun 2014 2:40am
Loving Touch
___________________
Your lovely face,
yielding my mirror;
two bluish eyes,
Waiting for my kiss.
Your elegant neck,
framed within soft hair.
Your unpainted lips,
responsive to my breathe
You’re bursting breasts,
sinfully for an embrace
each nipple thirsting
to my loving touch.
___________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Your lovely face,
yielding my mirror;
two bluish eyes,
Waiting for my kiss.
Your elegant neck,
framed within soft hair.
Your unpainted lips,
responsive to my breathe
You’re bursting breasts,
sinfully for an embrace
each nipple thirsting
to my loving touch.
___________________
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jan 2014 7:21am
13th Jan 2014 7:21am
Your Blue Eyes...
If I were a painter,
I would have dipped
your blue eyes
in oceanic color;
if I were a writer
I would have dropped
a word of love
on your breasts,
But, neither am I painter,
nor a writer;
still my love prevails!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
I would have dipped
your blue eyes
in oceanic color;
if I were a writer
I would have dropped
a word of love
on your breasts,
But, neither am I painter,
nor a writer;
still my love prevails!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jan 2014 4:32am
13th Jan 2014 4:32am
The Creation ...
Imagination is a launch;
an initiation of a creation,
It is a gathering of a concept.
You imagine what you desire,
and what you wish or long.
Your wish is what you imagine
and at last you create what you wish.
What we can easily see is
only a small percentage
of what is possible.
Imagination is having
the vision to see what is
just below the surface;
to picture that which is essential,
but invisible to the eye
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI ...
an initiation of a creation,
It is a gathering of a concept.
You imagine what you desire,
and what you wish or long.
Your wish is what you imagine
and at last you create what you wish.
What we can easily see is
only a small percentage
of what is possible.
Imagination is having
the vision to see what is
just below the surface;
to picture that which is essential,
but invisible to the eye
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jan 2014 2:41pm
12th Jan 2014 2:41pm
The Solitude ...
Living in my own solitude and loneliness
Without you life seems to be meaningless
The spring blossoms towards love
I seek in you, my shelter like a dove
When my human emotional sparks
Your soft and lovable voice speaks
Everything is known to be very far,
Unless you stay back with me near
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Without you life seems to be meaningless
The spring blossoms towards love
I seek in you, my shelter like a dove
When my human emotional sparks
Your soft and lovable voice speaks
Everything is known to be very far,
Unless you stay back with me near
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jan 2014 2:33pm
12th Jan 2014 2:33pm
The Shower ....
Your hairs are like sprinkled rain clouds;
Dwelling in wonderful, nostalgic moods;
Fragments of a twilight sky’s emotion;
Remains in an adoration of a devotion;
Your tears of delights drop, one by one;
A cool shower poured in by someone,
In a dazzling, elegant, alluring surprise,
Graceful, charming, relationships arise!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Dwelling in wonderful, nostalgic moods;
Fragments of a twilight sky’s emotion;
Remains in an adoration of a devotion;
Your tears of delights drop, one by one;
A cool shower poured in by someone,
In a dazzling, elegant, alluring surprise,
Graceful, charming, relationships arise!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
520 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jan 2014 2:42pm
11th Jan 2014 2:42pm
I feel alive...
Your fabulous eyes, dark emeralds in blaze;
Your silky brown hair, idyllic in golden glaze;
While I mystically sip a drop of red cherry wine,
Yet not even poured, an elegant love tinted line;
Hearing a charming laughter, like dawn songs;
Feeling alive,full of joy;I could fly with my wings
The way you walk,like light steps of a peacock,
So cheerful, for ever ready to dance and rock.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Your silky brown hair, idyllic in golden glaze;
While I mystically sip a drop of red cherry wine,
Yet not even poured, an elegant love tinted line;
Hearing a charming laughter, like dawn songs;
Feeling alive,full of joy;I could fly with my wings
The way you walk,like light steps of a peacock,
So cheerful, for ever ready to dance and rock.
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
537 reads
2 Comments
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