Onstage she stands, a vision bright,
Confidence is a guiding light.
Not judged by curves, a form defined,
But by strength and grace, she's refined.

Her dress may flow, a mermaid's dream,
But in her heart, a powerful stream.
She carries oceans, vast and deep,
Where pearls of wisdom softly sleep.

Her smile, a sunrise, warm and true,
Her eyes reflect the endless blue.
No need for shells on skin so bare,
Her inner beauty, a treasure rare.

So let her shine, this ocean's queen,
With wit and heart, a radiant scene.
For beauty lies not in a shell's embrace,
But in the spirit's boundless grace.
-WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

WRECKAGE
Though kingdoms crumble, crowns collect but dust,
And hearts once paired now beat a lonely drum,
Our springtime's bloom may fade, love, turn to rust,
Yet in this wreckage, hope's bright flame can come.

The monarchs may have faltered, lost their way,
But in the ashes, embers softly glow.
We, once bystanders, watch the empires stray,
But from these ruins, stronger love can grow.

Let fallen thrones be lessons, not our guide,
Let solitude ignite a fiercer spark.
Together we can build, where others died,
A love that rises, soaring in the dark.

With weathered hands, but spirits unconfined,
We'll forge a kingdom, you and I, entwined.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

IN THY GRACE
Upon the branch, a poet's muse doth sway,
Another leaf, a marvel in the light's soft play.
Its beauty whispers all secrets of the earth,
In the veins of evergreen, the tales of birth.
Softness draped in nature's gentle hold,
Each curve and edge a story, yet untold.
In whispered rustles, poetic lines are found,
As it dances with the wind's soft sound.
A canvas painted with the hues of dawn,
A masterpiece of nature's skillful spawn.
Oh, leaf, thou art a marvel to behold,
In thy grace, a poet's heart unfolds.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Laughter rings, a joyous sound,
Holi's colors all around.
Reds of joy, like poppy bright,
Yellows dance, with pure delight.

Greens of spring, a hopeful hue,
Blues of laughter, skies so blue.
On skin they fly, a vibrant rain,
Washing worries down the drain.

A woman twirls, a vision fair,
Not for her beauty, but the flair
She brings to dance, with open heart,
In Holi's joy, she plays her part.

Colors blend, a rainbow's art,
A celebration, free of start
And end, a mingling, hand in hand,
The spirit of Holi takes its stand.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

POETREE LEAF
Like the leaf of a poetree,
Whispering wind through
the green shades of life,
Your spirit lifts me up,
Teaching me priceless lessons.
I wait tolerantly to grow
in the light of your verses
seeking endorse, insightful
There is console in your
Silent gaze, blissful eyes,
And I listen, read carefully
to what it contributes
I feel the joy in your
Laughter and smiling face
and to scribble another lyric
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

And in your blue eyes, your love shines forth,
More than the stars, your glance is worth.
And every word brings forth the fire
Within my veins, the edging of desire;
To breed old in your arms, this life time;
It’s my dream; that’s all I want to be fame;
When wheels of age finally run short;
Then you are my own angel to escort.
And I will save a seat, for you at my side
Eternity waits, only for both of us to abide.
Now let us rejoice, all comes without a clue
Time is our best friend, as oceans are blue.
All vigor and strength in our bodies reside
Only in true love, does my spirit confide.
be cheerful, merry and raise our voice;
A handing over of my love, to rejoice!
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

FESTIVAL OF COLORS
In hues that dance, in shades so bright,
Comes a festival of sheer delight.
Where joy unfurls in every spray,
In colors that chase all gloom away.

With laughter ringing, and hearts so gay,
We welcome the dawn of a vibrant day.
Brushes dipped in nature's palette grand,
Painting dreams across the land.

Smeared in reds, yellows, blues, and greens,
A kaleidoscope of joyful scenes.
Faces adorned with radiant smiles,
As we embrace these colorful miles.

Water balloons burst, and powders fly,
Underneath the open sky.
Each pigment tells a tale untold,
In this carnival of love, so bold.

Friend and foe, stranger and kin,
Bound by the beauty that lies within.
For in this riot of hues so bright,
We find unity in the purest light.

So let the colors merge and blend,
In this jubilant festival, we defend.
For in the chaos, we find peace,
As the festival of colors, we release
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI