By Nikhil Parekh

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About the Poetry Book

This enigmatic collection of poems explores and equates the boundless possibilities of life and death and delves into each intricate inexplicability of survival. Parekh’s roving philosophical eye brings the unconquerable richness of life to the fore and yet at the same time explicitly highlights the veracity of ‘death’ as the absolute certainty of every existence. The poet joyously celebrates the occasions of both life and death with equal panache in each poetic stanza sewn with the uncanny mysteries of this Universe. The poems within immortalize both life and death as the ultimate victories and the two most contrastingly amazing and divine sides of creation. Catapulting the reader to the threshold of ultimate ecstasy; they bring about an impromptu twist with the closure of breath and what lies beyond. This charismatically woven collection of poetic verse would equally enamor the narcissist as well as the simple humanitarian to the core.

This book is a humble attempt to enlighten the readers with the equality of life and death–and to live in both of them to the most unparalleled fullest. Embracing only the religion of humanity, as the Lord has commanded every living being on earth. You cant die in life and cant live in death–each of these components are irrefutably equal in every respect and should be worshipped with due obeisance.

The Poems

ITS UPTO YOU

Life is an ocean of ravishing enthrallment;
culminating into untamed excitement as each second unfurled itself magnificently,
Its upto you; whether you relish swimming in it; or drown yourself deliberately to blend with the;
uncouthly hard bed of disgruntled rocks

Life is a garden of mesmerizing roses; blossoming into the scent of united harmony; as the Sun filtered royally through the skies,
Its upto you; whether you surreally philander in its stupendous fragrance; or complain about pertinent insects; hovering around its petals

Life is an unrelenting fantasy; that majestically explored and discovered an unfathomable myriad of poignant emotions in its way,
Its upto you; whether you fantastically dreamt it each instant as you tread on soil; or baselessly wailed about the ominous tinges of black; it enveloped you with; every now and again

Life is a gorgeously tantalizing mist; seducing the planet every second in its everlastingly pungent swirl,
Its upto you; whether you relentlessly romanced it; or nonchalantly mourned about the enigmatically hazy fog;
that enshrouded the whites of your eye .

Life is a mountain of invincible strength; defending the most acrimoniously treacherous of obstacles with its sacredly Omnipotent grace,
Its upto you; whether you adventurously clambered it to achieve your ultimate conquests; or got pathetically intimidated; retreating beyond your shell; witnessing its peaks .

Life is a fabulous waterfall of irrefutable humanity;
ubiquitously disseminating the essence of equality at every turn you took,
Its upto you; whether you embraced it euphorically in mind; body and spirit; or kept manipulatively measuring the vagaries of conflicting religion; for the remainder of your lifetime

Life is a beehive of gloriously golden honey;
diffusing its magical sweetness in every direction empathy prevailed; and the winds of heartfelt honest led,
Its upto you; whether you blended yourself with the unbelievably handsome charm; or despicably camouflaged your nose; in fear of getting stung by the boisterously buzzing bees .

Life is a fathomlessly opulent treasure house of versatility; harboring an incomprehensible repertoire of poignant shades and color; in its impeccable belly,
Its upto you; whether you replenish your souls with its marvelous charisma; or get ludicrously outnumbered by the unfathomable depth it inherently possessed

Life is an Omnipresent island of worship; comforting all those waveringly distraught; with compassionate winds of exhilarated warmth,
Its upto you; whether you seek immortal refuge in its divine palms; or disgruntlingly fret and fume; about its philosophies being agnostic and horrendously incorrect

Life is an incredulously ingratiating milestone of prosperity; bequeathing upon one and all the spirit to rise up to their flurry of philanthropically benevolent dreams,
Its upto you; whether you wholesomely coalesce with its rhythmically handsome tunes; or pathetically cry about the inevitable hurdles that harmlessly came in between

And life is an everlasting rain of love and happiness;
blooming into countless new; in every corner of this earth that it astonishingly sprinkled its magnetic caress,
Its upto you; whether you let it ebulliently descend down your impoverished countenance; or tirelessly complained about its infinitesimal wetness; and devastated your entity to cacophonic ash; even before it was born .

IF I WERE AN IMMORTAL HEARTBEAT

If I were a formidable mountain; towering way above the clouds with my wonderfully enigmatic peaks,
The first thing that I would have done; was to stand like an invincible wall; for all my comrades shivering in despicably inexplicable pain .

If I were a turbulently cascading waterfall;
culminating into a blanket of mesmerizing froth after clashing against the festoon of piquantly shimmering rocks,
The first thing that I would have done; was to pacify the insatiable agony of the uncouthly blistering deserts; enveloping pathetically aggrieved entities in my rejuvenating swirl .

If I were ravishingly charismatic pearl; diffusing into a cloudburst of Omnipotent shine; even in the most acrimoniously ghastly night,
The first thing that I would have done; was to profoundly illuminate the lives of all orphans submerged in a dungeon of despair; enlighten their innocently dreary eyes with my perennial glow

If I were lethally terrorizing bullet; pulverizing everything to inconspicuous ash; the instant somebody released the trigger,
The first thing that I would have done; was to decimate even the most diminutive trace of evil from the trajectory of this earth; ensuring that it breathed an air of holistic freedom; an air without disgustingly corrupt malice

If I were a seductively alluring shadow; magnetically extending my caress to the most fantastically panoramic places; far and wide,
The first thing that I would have done; was to encompass all those tyrannically intimidated and enslaved; in the ingratiatingly welcome shelter; that lay embedded in my heavenly arms .

If I were a robustly eternal fruit; blooming into a fountain of sparkling health; as every minute tantalizingly unfurled,
The first thing that I would have done; was to appease the bizarrely disastrous hunger; of all those innocuously philanthropic; tottering towards the brink of horrifically ruthless extinction.

If I were the richest man on this Universe; with my treasury perpetually overflowing with more wealth;
than what the entire planet could ever perceive,
The first thing that I would have done; was to scrap even the most infinitesimal speck of poverty from impoverished soil; ensuring that the strong and weak;
existed in threads of irrefutable equality; alike

If I were a hive enshrouded with sacredly oozing honey; melodiously spawning into a cloud of astoundingly benevolent newness; as resplendently milky moonlight fell celestially from the skies,
The first thing that I would have done; was to deluge every prejudiced life with stupendously uniting harmony; substituting each cold-blooded wound; with a gloriously enchanting fortress of mystical romance

And if I were an immortal heartbeat; existing since countless births in waves of insatiably impregnable passion,
The first thing that I would have done; was to grant every devastatingly bereaved heart the ultimate wish of its survival; witnessing it blossom into unconquerable happiness; as I granted it the blissfully lost love of its life .

LEAVE ME ALONE

Leave me alone; to battle my loneliness till the time I emerged irrevocably triumphant; sprinted forward in untamed exhilaration to bask in the full fervor of life,

Leave me alone; to experience each unfurling moment as it painstakingly unveiled; retrospect my cherished moments of the past; when I innocuously bounced on the sacrosanct lap of my mother,

Leave me alone; to uninhibitedly free each of my despairingly frazzled senses; incessantly fantasize in the aisles of augmenting desire; yearning for all the bountifully ravishing beauty on this planet,

Leave me alone; to do what I was stupendously best in;
pave a blazing path of my own; far away from the interruptions of the monotonously lackadaisical society,

Leave me alone; to explore the more intricate nuances of life; frolick with orphaned children through the mushy meadows; bringing back a smile to their impoverished lives,

Leave me alone; to express the most inner most voices of my conscience; indefatigably meditate to search for that righteousness that had so miserably eluded me all my life,

Leave me alone; to wholeheartedly embrace my fellow comrades in inexplicable agony; philander with whomsoever I desired; irrespective of caste; creed and indiscriminate racial malice,

Leave me alone; to fanatically pursue the art profusely embodied in my blood; intransigently drowning myself into an ocean of unfathomable enthrallment,

Leave me alone; to wander like a prince under the milky beams of moonlight; languidly doze dreaming about paradise in profoundly sweltering sunshine that illuminated the day,

Leave me alone; to passionately follow the holistic ideals of humanity; wholesomely freeing myself from the tyrannically dictatorial norms of the spurious world outside,

Leave me alone; to elope to the astronomical summits of longing whenever I liked; then crawl back lamely on mundane soil for hours immemorial,

Leave me alone; to construct my dwelling in the most exact way I liked; stuffing each of its walls with the spirit of unprecedented brotherhood and harmony;
alike,

Leave me alone; to vivaciously evolve every unearthing second; create incredulously magnificent wonders; from the esoterically enigmatic imagery that turbulently revolved in my mind,

Leave me alone; to dance with the voluptuously divine angel of my dreams; eternalize my every blossoming tomorrow with the poignantly charismatic empathy; in my mates eyes,

Leave me alone; to melodiously sing the rhymes of vibrantly flowering nature; be profoundly mesmerized by the chirping of the nightingale; the roaring of the royal lion; alike,

Leave me alone; to perpetually inscribe in my soul the names that I profusely cherished; ubiquitously disseminate the message of immortal peace and solidarity; to every parasite sucking innocent blood outside,

Leave me alone; to pen down countless lines of philanthropic literature in a single day; incorrigibly blend with the tunes that flowed from each of my senses; for infinite more births yet to come,

Leave me alone; to forever bond with the love of my life; breaking free from the satanically hostile chains of contemporary tradition and bombastic imprisonment,

Leave me alone; to romance; to dream; to share; to imbibe; more importantly to live life the way I wanted it to unfold; the way God had made me and beautifully endowed me to be .

PENALIZING HELL

When the impeccable infant spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; overwhelming happiness and unprejudiced innocence,

When the scorching deserts spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; ravishing tumblers of bountifully fragrant water,

When the withering flower spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with an astounding battalion of stupendously redolent petals,

When the dilapidated castle spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; insurmountable grandiloquence and its lost crown prince,

When the philanthropists spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the astronomical tenacity to alleviate impoverished mankind,

When the disastrously parched lips spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an enchantingly everlasting smile,

When the horrendously blind spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an Omnipotent vision to sight beyond ordinary human kind,

When the massacred mountains spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an invincibly towering summit; shimmering majestically in all seasons and light,

When the trembling spider spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; unprecedentedly long strands of silken web; for it to rejoice till indefatigable times,

When the brutally pulverized ant raised its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; formidable strength and a celestial dwelling to survive with infinite more its kind,

When the treacherously imprisoned birds raised their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with;
countless more wings to fly; soar unitedly in free space; till times beyond pragmatic life,

When childless couples raised their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the most magnificently royal impression of their kind; an astounding replica of their blood; an fascinating evolution of their kind,

When the ruthlessly fractured bones raised their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; Herculean power to confront any evil that confronted them in their way; a harmoniously coalesced framework to march towards revered righteousness,

When the horrifically barren farms spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; divinely blooming crop; marvelously pacifying the hunger of;
those weeping towards extinction,

When the tyrannically tortured slave spread its arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the spirit of perpetually celestial freedom; granting it glorious reprieve from the hands of its barbaric master,

When the wounded soldier spread his arms towards the heavens; he was blessed with; unfathomable resilience to fight for his motherland; disseminate the Godly spirit of humanity; in every frantically fighting religion; alike,

When the devastatingly crippled spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; supremely gratifying attributes of life; bonding them with their ultimate mission of existence,

When the overwhelmingly famished heart spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; immortal oceans of love; propelling it to exist for infinite more births to come,

And when the uncouthly murderous devil spread his arms towards the heaven; he was blessed with; only the land of hell; hell; and penalizing HELL .

DIFFUSING

Diffusing into froth; was the marvelously swirling ocean; glistening royally under flamboyant rays of the dynamic Sun,

Diffusing into triumph; was the astronomical summit of the towering mountain; majestically kissing the satiny conglomerate of mystical clouds,

Diffusing into melody; was the unfathomably enigmatic and boisterously chirping nightingale,

Diffusing into rejuvenation; was the unsurpassable battalion of ravishing tea leaves; enveloping your every morning with an enthralling smile,

Diffusing into diabolism; was the horrendously conquering Dinosaur; pulverizing countless innocent in its ominously hideous swirl,

Diffusing into resplendence; was the magnificently shimmering rainbow; culminating into a bountiful spectrum of astounding color and charm,

Diffusing into mischief; was the flirtatiously philandering chimpanzee; gallivanting romantically through an ebullient network of branches and stupendous foliage,

Diffusing into fragrance; was the gorgeously crimson rose; voluptuously scintillating under the seductive blanket of euphoric dewdrops,

Diffusing into boisterousness; was the delectably buzzing humming bee; evolving tons of incredulously glowing honey; by the rapidly unfurling minute,
Diffusing into enchantment; was the tantalizingly sprouting meadow; blooming with rambunctious grasshoppers as rain pelted tumultuously from colossal sky,

Diffusing into breeze; were the exuberantly bustling leaves; mystically rustling as marvelous moonshine;
took a wholesome stranglehold of daylight,

Diffusing into magnificence; was the immaculately shimmering pearl; bouncing in rhapsodic delight; as it popped out from the body of slimy oyster,

Diffusing into lechery; was the coldblooded criminal;
nefariously sucking happiness from the society; to inundate his pockets with spuriously glittering gold and silver,

Diffusing into perspiration; was the overwhelmingly exhausted body; staggering towards its destination under the insurmountably blazing Sun,

Diffusing into intrigue; was the unsurpassably enigmatic mind; delving into stupendously fantastic territories of the unknown; where no power on earth could dare to tread,

Diffusing into juice; was the succulently alluring fruit; unbelievably pacifying the pangs of agonizing gluttony in your tender stomach,

Diffusing into tingling; was the harmoniously clanging bell; deluging the atmosphere with beats of fascinating enchantment,

Diffusing into comfort; was the opulently luxurious mattress of impeccable silk; transforming you into a celestial fantasy; which lasted till times beyond eternity,

Diffusing into charisma; was the voluptuously floating fairy; profusely drowning into a land of unprecedented glory and excitement,

Diffusing into dust; was the boundlessly sweltering desert; acrimoniously scorching and fretting; under murderous fireballs of gigantic heat,

Diffusing into pandemonium; was the horrendously amalgamated mob; disgustingly trying to pervade through the blanket of peace and divinely bliss,

Diffusing into timelessness; was the perpetual essence of sharing; ubiquitously disseminating the religion of sacrosanct brotherhood through all quarters of this incomprehensible planet,

Diffusing into deceit; was the perilously titillating mirage; fatiguing you to a point beyond death; as you relentlessly chased its furtively ravishing persona,

Diffusing into articulation; was the rhetorically escalating voice; explicitly divulging the most inherent desires of the righteous conscience,

Diffusing into blood; were the fathomless network of veins; spraying a fountain of crimson liquid; when traumatically infiltrated by the ghastly thorn,

Diffusing into saliva; was the perennially chattering rosy tongue; culminating into ecstatic joy; at witnessing the appetizing meals of its choice,

Diffusing into insanity; was the uncouthly tyrannized madman; loitering aimlessly on the impoverished streets; being ruthlessly kicked at all quarters of the treacherous society,

Diffusing into animosity; was the invidiously sprawling cactus; hideously piercing through innocuous flesh; as they tried to get too friendly for its own comfort,

Diffusing into innocence; was the newly born infant;
incarcerating even the most remotely alien of personalities; in the aura of its untainted childhood,

Diffusing into patriotism; was the handsomely belligerent soldier; unflinchingly marching forward for saving his motherland; with the fire of freedom blazing intrepidly in his eyes,

Diffusing into tenderness; were the placidly setting contours of the gregariously scarlet Sun,

Diffusing into speed; was the thunderously circulating maelstrom; exuberantly gushing past the aisles of gloomy malice,

Diffusing into divinity; was the sacrosanct lap of your mother; encompassing a compassion; which no spurious price on this earth could ever purchase,

Diffusing into squeaks; was the tawny eyed cat;
mischievously waiting for its chance; to salvage its paws on the impeccable island of cheese,

Diffusing into poignant glory; was the seductively enthralling candle flame; perpetuating rays of desire;
through the complexion of the gory night,

Diffusing into smoke; was the colossal chunk of coal;
culminating into streaks of uncontrollable vibrancy;
as the midday heat took its toll over all land,

Diffusing into bliss; was the ethereally transient horizon; imparting celestial reprieve from the ferociously tormenting agony of the traumatic day,

Diffusing into cacophony; was the irascibly croaking frog; for whom there lay dwindling despair; outside the periphery of its splendidly royal well,

Diffusing into heart-felt catharsis; was the effeminately intricate poet; indefatigably envisaging beyond the land the monotonous; dreaming in the walls of immortal heaven,

Diffusing into wisdom; was the sagaciously learned saint; flooding each patch of disgruntled earth he tread; into a boundless treasury of idealistic richness,

Diffusing into sorrow; were those disastrously thrown children; who had the obnoxiously fetid interiors of the dustbin to greet their first cry; instead of their mothers heavenly palms,

Diffusing into restlessness; were the insatiable pioneers; incorrigibly pursuing their benevolent dreams; even as the devil tried to brutally pulverize them,

Diffusing into righteousness; was the irrefutably sacred conscience; always propelling you to tread on the most prudent path of this gigantic earth,

Diffusing into love; was the immortally throbbing heart; bonding infinite lives for countless more births to come; in an entrenchment of unshakable belonging and desire,

And diffusing into newness; was the chapter of everlasting life; rising as the sole undefeated warrior; against the inevitable coffin of remorseful death .

WHY SHOULD I ???

Why should the desert metamorphose itself into an ocean; just because the acrimoniously slithering cactus; wanted it to ?

Why should the clouds metamorphose themselves into glittering gold; just because the lecherously manipulative wandering aimlessly; wanted them to ?

Why should the patriotic battlefield metamorphose itself into a shivering cocoon; just because the diminutively cowardly scared of leading life; wanted it to ?

Why should the pungently intrepid thorn metamorphose itself into overwhelmingly glistening silk; just because the dastardly demons desirous for luxury;
wanted it to ?

Why should poignant blood fulminating ecstatically through the veins metamorphose itself into frozen ice;
just because the worthlessly vindictive ghost; wanted it to ?

Why should the dog metamorphose its unruly bark into a melodiously sacrosanct song; just because some fanatics of spuriously sanctimonious religion; wanted it to ?

Why should the inconspicuously irascible ant metamorphose itself into a succulent deer; just because the tumultuously roaring lion; wanted it to ?

Why should the overwhelmingly slushy swamp metamorphose itself into a road of formidably gripping concrete; just because those disastrously unable to find their foot; wanted it to ?

Why should the preposterously gigantic shark metamorphose itself into an immaculately shimmering pearl; just because the baselessly petrified passengers on the shores; wanted it to ?

Why should the boisterously bustling baby metamorphose itself into a symmetrically trimmed angel; just because the ostentatiously threadbare party; wanted it to ?

Why should the lethally venomous snake metamorphose itself into hives replenishing with golden honey; just because the pretentiously philosophizing; wanted it to ?

Why should the infinitesimally fluttering mosquito metamorphose itself into a paradise of unending fantasy; just because the treacherously snoring terrorist; wanted it to ?

Why should the divinely smiling girl metamorphose itself into a puristic boy; just because the traditionally uncouth parents; wanted it to ?

Why should the avalanches; earthquakes; tornadoes;
metamorphose themselves into sparkling diamonds; just because ruthlessly penalizing mankind; wanted them to ?

Why should the despicably ailing old man metamorphose himself into a ghastly corpse; just because the manipulatively parasitic sons; wanted him to ?

Why should the invincibly secure lock metamorphose itself into an articulate key; just because the hideous battalion of burglars; wanted it to ?
Why should the celestially placid stones metamorphose themselves into appetizing morsels of tangible food;
just because horrendously lazy urchins; wanted them to ?

Why should each beam of darkness metamorphose itself into the flamboyantly dazzling Sun; just because the satanically barbaric yearning for an eternal day;
wanted them to ?

Why should immortal love metamorphose itself into invidiously sinister betrayal; just because the rigidly extraneous world; wanted it to ?

Why should sacred life metamorphose itself into pathetically gruesome death; just because some power hungry leaders; wanted it to ?

And why should I; writing; breathing; fantasizing;
poetry from the inner most realms of my heart;
metamorphose myself into deplorably stinking office;
just because the uncouthly unforgiving society around;
wanted me to ?

IT WAS ONLY WHEN

It was only when I disastrously stumbled to taste threadbare mud; that I truly realized the mesmerizing value of standing straight upon my own feet,
It was only when I was gruesomely blinded with pugnacious chili powder in my eyes; that I truly realized the scintillating value of vibrantly bountiful and scintillating sight,
It was only when I was surreptitiously administered abominable gutter water; that I truly realized the celestially ravishing value of the majestically sparkling streams,
It was only when I was brutally incarcerated in the traumatically devastating dungeons; that I truly realized the optimistically brilliant value of the Omnisciently dazzling Sun,
It was only when I was ruthlessly stuffed into the horrifically air tight coffins; that I truly realized the melodiously vivacious value of regally enlightening and seductively spell binding sound,
It was only when the walls of disparagingly disgusting boredom asphyxiated me from all sides; that I truly realized the irrefutably incredulous value of honestly Omnipotent sweat,
It was only when maelstroms of swelteringly scorching dust slapped me left; right and acrid center; that I truly realized the miraculously rejuvenating value of resplendently heavenly rain,
It was only when jailhouses of murderous monotony pulverized me like inconspicuously criminal mincemeat;
that I truly realized the gloriously Omnipresent value of ubiquitously sensuous and timelessly proliferating fantasy,
It was only when lethally venomous snakes savagely strangulated me like a frigid mosquito; that I truly realized the ingratiatingly ebullient value of ubiquitously godly innocence,
It was only when an unfathomable whirlpool of inexplicable tears rolled in insatiable agony down my cheeks; that I truly realized the gorgeously exuberant value of everlasting smiles,
It was only when a graveyard of solitariness tightened its grip upon my soul every unfurling minute; that I truly realized the boisterously enthralling value of rambunctiously vivid liveliness,
It was only when each of my finger was barbarically nailed to the ground; that I truly realized the stupendously embellished value of sketching exquisitely panoramic landscape upon barren canvas,
It was only when the diabolical demons chopped my tongue into an infinite pieces; that I truly realized the marvelously emphatic value of poignantly effusive sound,
It was only when I had to inevitably transgress past the bed of acrimoniously ominous thorns; that I truly realized the enchantingly satiny value of royally aristocratic silk,
It was only when I was savagely lambasted by unsparing whiplashes of blatantly insidious lies; that I truly realized the eternally unassailable value of patriotically blazing truth,
It was only when there was nothing in vicinity but invidiously sordid stones and mud to chew; that I truly realized the salubriously jubilant and sacrosanct value of life-yielding food,
It was only when a satanically ghastly accident ghoulishly snatched my beloved; that I truly realized the triumphantly ardent value of pricelessly inimitable togetherness,
It was only when my nostrils menacingly decided to gruesomely squelch even the most infinitesimal iota of breath; that I truly realized the bountifully Omnipotent value of unshakably iridescent life,
And it was only when every beat of my heart uncouthly leapt out to be the devil s uxorious breakfast; that I truly realized the immortally unconquerable value of eternal love .

LIFE – AN EVERLASTING SEDUCTION .

Seduction by the poignantly drifting scent of the titillating rose; unrelentingly triggering me to fantasize beyond the realms of the astoundingly extraordinary; and the land of the fantastically unknown,
Seduction by the majestically floating clouds in fathomless sky; insatiably propelling me to dance like an untamed fairy; unleashing even the most intricate of my senses in uninhibited euphoria,
Seduction by ebulliently pelting rivers of ecstatic rain; timelessly metamorphosing each element of my drearily impoverished soul; into the celestial fountains of scintillating paradise,
Seduction by the unbelievably enthralling melody of the voluptuous nightingale; Omnisciently alleviating me of my monotonously bizarre and vindictive monotony,
Seduction by the spirit of irrefutably everlasting humanity; magnificently enveloping my traumatically besieged contours with the balm of unequivocally heavenly sharing,
Seduction by the Omnipresent light of the regally blazing Sun; beautifully reinvigorating even the most infinitesimally acrid complexion of my morbidly asphyxiated skin,
Seduction by the enchantingly swarming and rambunctious bees; wholesomely driving even the most obsolete iota of lackadaisical loneliness from my horrendously beleaguered conscience,
Seduction by the unfathomably silken winds of the ingratiating evening; marvelously soothing every step of my frantically frenzied and indefatigably exhausted stride,
Seduction by the fascinatingly inebriating full plumage of the resplendent peacock; profusely evoking even the most inconspicuous part of my skin; towards an unsurpassable entrenchment of tantalizing beauty and goodness,
Seduction by the immaculately pearly light of the Omnipotent Moon; sensuously unfurling the wanderer trapped uncouthly in my estranged nerves; towards a planet of blissful timelessness,
Seduction by the divinely cascading waterfalls of frosty water; miraculously replenishing my lugubriously invalid visage; with astronomically endless ecstasy,
Seduction by the incredulously sacred fragrance of the ubiquitous lotus; triumphantly descending on every part of my persona like a wonderfully nubile seductress let uncontrollably loose,
Seduction by the innocuously philandering messengers of God; plunging even the most obnoxiously victimized element of my demeanor; into the valley of inimitably priceless mischief,
Seduction by the panoramically vivacious meadows of honey coated grass; relentlessly transpiring me to blend each of my agonizingly frazzled senses with the stupendously godly melody of the atmosphere,
Seduction by the bed of gorgeously velvet dewdrops;
harmoniously making me wholesomely juxtapose with the rudiments of holistically boundless existence,
Seduction by the fabulously amiable cosmos of twinkling stars; enlightening even the most sordidly massacring path on which I transgressed; with a cistern of irrevocably unprecedented happiness,
Seduction by the magnificently ethereal and spell binding horizons; handsomely mitigating me of even the most perilously sinister apprehensions of the gruesomely sweltering and scorching day,
Seduction by unassailable infernos of passionately fulminating breath; stirring me more and more astonishingly closer towards the Lord s most revered chapters of; procreation; proliferation and perpetual existence,
Seduction by the beats of the immortally unconquerable heart; intransigently enticing me into a sky of eternally endless love; as each instant unveiled into a wholesomely cherished minute,
O! Yes; Life was the most gloriously titillating seductress dancing on my doorsteps; Life was the most beautiful gift of the Almighty Creator upon this undefeated Universe; Life was a sensuous lovebird of pristine togetherness; Life was an everlasting seduction .

LIFE AN IMMORTAL VICTORY

Life is an unconquerably poignant victory of the chivalrously benign; over the horrendously manipulative and bizarrely monotonous,
Life is an irrefutably sparkling victory of profoundly magnanimous scent; over the gutters of dilapidated stagnation and abhorrent malice,
Life is an invincibly glorious victory of the impeccably uninhibited; over the lecherously besieged and traumatically cheating,
Life is an unassailably bountiful victory of the Omnisciently blazing; over the remorsefully lugubrious corpses dithering in gruesomely morbid blackness,
Life is an effusively intractable victory of the fathomlessly free; over the diminutively miserly and salaciously incarcerated,
Life is an irrevocably unflinching victory of the boundlessly gregarious; over heinously plotting and diabolically merciless crime,
Life is an unequivocally priceless victory of the selflessly benevolent; over abominably withering graveyards of lackadaisically non-existent greed,
Life is an timelessly scintillating victory of the fearlessly patriotic; over the ant-hole of preposterously ungainly and dolorously retreating cowardice,
Life is an irretrievably blistering victory of the ubiquitously open-hearted; over the pathetically dwindling dictators of stinking politics,
Life is a spell bindingly fabulous victory of the tranquilly resplendent waterfall; over the acrimoniously sweltering and insidiously charring desert,
Life is an unfathomably inimitable victory of Omipresently enlightening truth; over the disdainfully corroding dungeons of ignominiously derogatory lies,
Life is an insurmountably compassionate victory of profoundly replenishing symbiosis; over the indiscriminately gory and baselessly biased bloodshed,
Life is an impregnably holistic victory of magnificently vivacious perseverance; over despicably sordid and worthless laziness,
Life is a timelessly unshakable victory of marvelously majestic honesty; over the horrendously squelched web of disconcertingly malicious deceit,
Life is an ingratiatingly blissful victory of congenially unending compassion; over the jail of savagely coldblooded and horrifically lambasting slavery,
Life is an unrelentingly sacrosanct victory of immutably dedicated beliefs; over the insanely fickle minded mirror of wandering doom,
Life is an overwhelmingly cherished victory of the beautifully good; over the parasitically blood-sucking and egregious evil,
Life is an Omnisciently sacred victory of harmoniously everlasting melody; over the rambunctiously discordant and ominous sounds of ill will,
Life is an unbelievably true victory of passionately mesmerizing breath; over the invidiously torturous chapters of surreptitiously ghastly death,
And life is an immortally regale victory of ebulliently ecstatic love; over the devilishly sinister and satanic tornado s of dismally shattering betrayal .

LIFE IS A DEDICATION

A dedication to all benign goodness in the atmosphere;
the wave of philanthropic altruism which bonds one and all in the fabric of eternal mankind,
A dedication to the unflinching spirit of timeless existence; the most astounding chapter of divinely proliferation; which perennially ensured that the world never came to a veritable standstill,
A dedication to the rhapsodically cascading rivulets of water; miraculously placating even the most traumatically agonizing and brutally scorched throats,
A dedication to the panoramically crimson clouds in fathomless sky; sensuously embellishing the carpet of the majestically enchanting night,
A dedication to the infernos of irrefutably sparkling honesty; which metamorphose even the most hideously diabolical; into the mists of perpetually sacrosanct righteousness,
A dedication to the Omnipotent light of the fantastically blazing Sun; which enlightened even the most sordidly beleaguered quarters of this earth; with the light of triumphantly blissful happiness,
A dedication to the inscrutably mesmerizing forests;
which stupendously enthrall till beyond the realms of infinite infinity; unveiling into an entrenchment of bountiful beauty and grace,
A dedication to harmoniously sacred marriage; which unassailably bonds two lovers in rainbows of compassionate sharing; and for infinite more births yet to unleash,
A dedication to the celestial melody in the ebulliently rejuvenating air; which works as an Omniscient panacea; for even the most insidiously lugubrious disease sauntering and alive,
A dedication to the mischievously amiable smile of the child; which magically transformed even the most diabolically marauding; into a land of ingratiatingly beautiful paradise,
A dedication to the unfettered love of the poignantly divine mother; which was the most Omnipresent exemplification of affably gratifying love and togetherness,
A dedication to the timelessly tantalizing night;
which splendidly ignited unfathomable maelstroms of ecstatic yearning; even in the most dolorously decaying entities alive,
A dedication to the magnificently perpetual vivacity of the boundless Universe; which spawned into Omnipotently new life; every unfurling second of the day and night,
A dedication to the irrefutably resolute tenacity of all those disastrously maimed and still alive;
bouncing in the full and profound euphoria of magnanimously scintillating life,
A dedication to the ideals of glorious selflessness;
the ecumenically resplendent essence of One God; and an unconquerably One Humanity,
A dedication to the threads of invincible friendship;
which intrepidly confronts even the most acrimoniously ghastly impediments; with an exuberantly jubilant smile,
A dedication to the ubiquitously uniting and priceless breath; which regally blessed upon every organism irrespective of caste; creed or religion; the right to be symbiotically surviving and holistically alive,
A dedication to the immortally impregnably beats of the heart; which coalesced you forever and ever and ever with the most bountifully cherishable love of your life,
A dedication to all those whom you are wonderfully acquainted with; to all those who were quintessential in inspiring you; to surge forward victoriously in vibrant life,
O! Yes Life is marvelously endowing paradise of friendship; beauty and heavenly bonding; Life is the most unfathomably precious gift from the Almighty Lord; Life is a sacred dedication .

A POET, AND HIS IMMORTAL POETRY .

The clouds in the voluptuously fathomless sky were a poet s eternal dream; enveloping boundless bits of barren space with tinges of profusely unending crimson,
While torrential tumblers of enchanting rain cascading down till times beyond bountiful eternity; were his immortally poignant and exuberant poetry .
The seductively titillating roses in the garden were a poet s everlasting dream; perpetuating colossal bits of lackadaisical atmosphere with vividly blossoming color,
While the stupendously Omnipotent fragrance that they emanated; the romantic swirl in which they swished;
was his immortally unassailable and wonderful poetry .
The ravishingly undulating waves of the gigantically handsome ocean were a poet s cherished dream;
perennially smiling under golden rays of the majestically Omniscient Sun,
While the resplendently tantalizing froth into which they diffused after clashing against the regale rocks;
was his immortally profound and Godly poetry .
The rambunctiously uninhibited hives swarming with chattering bees were a poet s fantastic dream;
deluging even the most infinitesimal cranny of the Universe with the poignant elixir of life,
While the beautifully ebullient cisterns of titillating honey that relentlessly oozed from them;
was his immortally melodious and exquisitely embellished poetry .
The panoramically animated meadows of green grass were a poet s prized dream; harmoniously rustling with the unbelievably exultating breeze,
While the gregarious festoon of dew drops that they exuded at ethereally mystical dawn; was his immortally fabulous and Omnipotent poetry .
The optimistically divine fireball of Sun was a poet s priceless dream; casting a spell of astoundingly miraculous hope; even in the most drearily beleaguered and diminishing abode,
While the enamoring fountain of blazing rays that it compassionately emanated; was his immortally triumphant and patriotic poetry .
The unshakable shadows of the impeccable conscience were a poet s euphoric dream; metamorphosing even the most devilishly inebriated organism into an apostle of mesmerizing peace,
While the path of irrefutably sparkling righteousness that it philanthropically wafted; was his immortally ingratiating and kingly poetry .
The ecstatically flapping feathers of the spell bindingly amiable nightingale were a poet s charismatic dream; flooding even the most insipidly lugubrious of spaces around with astronomically rejuvenating energy,
While the unfathomably glorious river of tunes that unveiled from her shimmering beak; was his immortally ever-pervading and holistic poetry .
The piquantly rubicund nostrils of the freshly adorned bride were a poet s insatiable dream; inevitably engendering every other thing in the atmosphere to remorsefully wither down,
While the unconquerable inferno of magnificently bedazzling breath that unleashed from them; was his immortally invincible and fascinating poetry .
And the passionately throbbing heart in innocently volatile chest was a poet s unrelenting dream;
irrevocably transcending above every other richness on the trajectory of this limitless earth,
While the superbly rhythmic sky of beats that it fulminated into every unfurling instant; was his immortally ubiquitous and priceless poetry .

A POEM A DAY; KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY .

For the ravishingly undulating and fathomless oceans;
a majestically gliding shark a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the swelteringly impoverished and blistering deserts; a gloriously rejuvenating rainshower a day;
keeps the doctor forever away,
For the mystically ingratiating and voluptuous forests; a royal royally overpowering roar of the lion a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the boundlessly Omnipotent and limitless skies; a regally soaring cloud a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the gorgeously shimmering and immaculate seashores; a magnificently resplendent oyster a day;
keeps the doctor forever away,
For the freshly rain drenched and boisterously bubbling stray ponds; a discordantly croaking frog a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the despicably wailing and disastrously beleaguered beggar; a handsomely robust meal a day;
keeps the doctor forever away,
For the eternally enchanting and enchantingly sweet hive; a rambunctiously frolicking bee a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the ingratiatingly chirping and profusely vivacious sparrow; a marvelously sparkling berry a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the frigidly trembling and brutally frozen avalanches; a ray of unassailably celestial sunshine a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the patriotically blazing and fearlessly unflinching battlefields; a ray of irrefutably unconquerable triumph a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the sagaciously philanthropic and devoutly meditating saint; an entrenchment of spell binding peace a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the manipulatively shrewd and ruthlessly dexterous business tycoon; a succulently appetizing client a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the exuberantly sleazy and seductively raving model; a euphorically tantalizing catwalk a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the morbidly forlorn and ghoulishly derogatory graveyard; an obsolete ghost a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the impeccably glistening and rustically sprawled pebbles; a splendidly cascading waterfall a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the romantically sensuous and poignantly flirtatious philanderer; a charismatically nubile maiden a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the aridly scorched and preposterously singed blades of grass; a bountifully scintillating dewdrop a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
For the horrendously dithering and despicably sagging nostrils; a puff of ecstatically vibrant breath a day;
keeps the doctor forever away,
For the treacherously betrayed and ominously lambasted heart; a beat of immortal love a day; keeps the doctor forever away,
And for my nimbly penurious and diminutively groping persona; an unfathomably enlightening poem a day; keeps the doctor forever away .

LIFE WAS .

It wasn t about just euphorically singing;
unrelentingly permeating every thwarted wind of the sullen atmosphere; with unprecedented melody,
It wasn t about just tantalizingly gyrating;
rhythmically pulsating your entire countenance; to the beats of the voluptuously enchanting night,
It wasn t about just bountifully philandering;
timelessly exploring the unsurpassably panoramic beauty of this limitless Universe; moving the immaculate whites of your eye,
It wasn t about just ecstatically swimming through oceans of majestic triumph; replenishing even the most infinitesimal cranny of your beleaguered demeanor;
with unparalleled rhapsody,
It wasn t about just savoring the most ingratiating fruits of nature; marvelously titillating the truculently traumatized chords of your throat; with the elixir of vivacious happiness,
It wasn t about just soaring regally through the conglomerate of silken clouds; gloriously embracing the unfathomably priceless jubilation that wandered sensuously in the land of paradise,
It wasn t about just blissfully gratifying your eternal desires; celestially proliferating your very own kin; to indefatigably continue God s most enamoring chapter of creation,
It wasn t about just coalescing with all innocuous mankind one and alike; blazingly surging forward to win ebullient cheer for the sake of your beautifully sacrosanct motherland,
It wasn t about just compassionately sequestering yourself in the lap of your divine mother; impeccably playing games of hide-n-seek; behind the honey laden hills,
It wasn t about just perpetually imbibing the fragrance of the scarlet roses; diffusing the scent of irrefutable truth to the most farthest corner of this unbelievably gargantuan planet,
It wasn t about just unflinchingly standing for the cause of unassailable righteousness; valiantly brandishing the armor of solidarity in the most treacherously invidious of times,
It wasn t about just melodiously suckling heavenly sweetness from the beehive; tirelessly disseminating the essence of gregariously amiable friendship; to every organism holistically alive,
It wasn t about just intransigently fantasizing beyond the corridors of imagination; ingeniously evolving a civilization of stupendously innovative resplendence,
It wasn t about just harmoniously closing your eyes;
wholesomely allowing the carpet of magically bestowing sleep to poignantly brush you; from every conceivable side,
It wasn t just irrefutably melanging with people whom you unequivocally adored; propagating the spirit of unconquerable existence; to even the most fugitively minuscule trace of palpable life,
It wasn t just about philanthropically enlightening the sordidly orphaned and destitute with fireballs of optimism; perennially ensuring that no child ever grew up in disdainful realms of the stinking dustbin,
It wasn t just about marvelously sketching the aristocratic beauty of this mesmerizing earth;
deluging every bit of brutally tormented soul with a fountain of everlasting happiness,
It wasn t just about seductively inhaling and exhaling breath countless times each day; profoundly blooming with supremely invincible ardor; for infinite more births yet to unveil,
It wasn t just about dedicatedly listening only to the tunes of your poignantly thundering heart;
incorrigibly worshipping and following each of its beats; till the instant you abnegated your very last breath,
It wasn t just handsomely fomenting a wave of ubiquitous romance in the air; relentlessly marching forward to unite with every innocently living being on the trajectory of this boundless globe,
Life was infact a pricelessly immortal combination of all of the above; Life was infact the most Omnipotent blessing by the Almighty Lord; Life was infact more gorgeously beautiful than what you could ever have perceived even in the most wildest of your dreams .

UNSTOPPABLE .

Unstoppable was the crimson blood circulating ecstatically through the veins; indefatigably pumping the most stupendously vivacious elements of existence in the every organisms body; symbiotically alike,
Unstoppable was the rain euphorically pelting down from fathomless sky; relentlessly inundating impoverished territories of destitute land; with globules of spell binding enchantment,
Unstoppable were the rays of the ferociously blazing Sun; fearlessly disseminating its Omnipotent shine;
to even the most obfuscated cranny of this gigantically enthralling Universe,
Unstoppable was the intransigently unending tick-tocking of time; gloriously throbbing with palpable life; meticulously synchronizing the entire planet; and for infinite more births yet to unveil,

Unstoppable was the swirl of the majestically undulating ocean; fulminating into a fountain of unfathomably priceless froth; even in the heart of the perilously blackened night,

Unstoppable was the flame of unassailable desire;
uncontrollably proliferating till realms beyond infinite infinity; tantalizing every breathing entity in its magically compassionate incantation,

Unstoppable was the attraction between two opposite sexes; inevitably drawing all humanity close;
irrespective of the barriers of caste; creed and worthless color,
Unstoppable was the thunderously volatile prowl of the famished lion; as he royally paraded through the undercurrents of the inscrutable forests; with fires of unparalleled superiority blazing in his eyes,
Unstoppable was the dream of benevolent goodness;
miraculously healing even the most traumatically bereaved; with the Omniscient ointment of eternally righteous mankind,
Unstoppable was silken flight of the regally charismatic bird; as it handsomely soared through the clouds of fantastic titillation and vibrancy;
magnificently kissing the mists of perennial yearning on its odyssey down towards mother earth,
Unstoppable was the song of the impregnably princely nightingale; perpetuating even the most sordidly dreary of spaces on this colossal Universe; with triumphantly exuberant melody,
Unstoppable was the leap of irrefutably sparkling truth; as it reigned supreme as the most invincible idol alive; harmoniously transpiring the endless planet to take birth profoundly; for centuries unprecedented,
Unstoppable was the marvelously ubiquitous innocence of the newly born infant; irrefutably transcending over all richness of this unfathomable planet;
bountifully embracing the spirit of uninhibitedly immaculate freedom,
Unstoppable was the wind of ebulliently unconquerable passion; metamorphosing even the most impossibly intractable of circumstances; into a celestially scintillating paradise,
Unstoppable was the cry of timeless liberation; the unbelievably resurgent force with which countless galloped forward to bond in threads of amiable friendship; far away from the dungeons of retributory malice,
Unstoppable was the jubilantly blazing patriotism of the soldier; who lived immortally in the hearts of the nation; even after relinquishing his very last breath for his sacrosanct motherland,
Unstoppable was path of fabulously victorious conscience; which unsparingly annihilated even the most capricious trace of salaciously heinous evil and lies; with the swords of truth divine,
Unstoppable was sensuously ravenous breath in the body; expunging out with a tumultuous fervor; that made even the most treacherous of devils to blend with the chords of synergistic existence,
Unstoppable was the magically Omnipotent rhythm of the passionate heart; with each of its wonderfully burgeoning beats; eternally coalescing with all love and resplendent congeniality; on this unending planet,
And unstoppable was my ardor to write poetry; flood every bit of barren space on this incomprehensibly vivid planet with the fragrance of love and humanity;
spawning into an entrenchment of perpetual bliss; even after I abdicated my last droplet of blood; even after I forever shed my last breath .

NO CONTROL .

I could wink exactly when I wanted to; shutting one of my lid with astoundingly articulate dexterity; and in wholesome entirety to the lugubriously manipulative planet outside,
I could yawn exactly when I wanted to; thunderously stretching the contours of my lips to the most unprecedented limits; blissfully resonating into an unfathomably rampant valley of sounds soon thereafter,
I could walk exactly when I wanted to; uninhibitedly alighting my nimble foot from obdurate ground; paving an intrepidly sensuous path of my own; as the world disdainfully entangled in bizarrely disparaging business outside,
I could dance exactly when I wanted to; bountifully synchronizing the movements of my impoverished visage;
to majestically blend with the tunes of the seductively tantalizing and milky night,
I could cry exactly when I wanted to; profusely squeezing the sockets of my beleaguered eyes;
discordantly inundating even the most infinitesimal particle of the atmosphere; with an unsurpassable ocean of cacophonic wails,
I could whisper exactly when I wanted to; amiably rustling through the partially obfuscated periphery of my wandering lips; enshrouding every bit of belligerent retribution with ravishing enchantment,
I could write exactly when I wanted to; blissfully embellishing fathomless bits of barren paper; with poetry that poignantly diffused from the inner most soul and the Gods,
I could fantasize exactly when I wanted to;
unequivocally unveiling the chords of diminutive brain to the stupendously ingratiating melody of this timeless earth; exotically delving into inscrutably titillating territories beyond the obsoletely unknown,
I could smile exactly when I wanted to; exuberantly puffing my enthrallingly rubicund cheeks;
wholeheartedly letting the scintillating whites of my teeth harmoniously coalesce with all benign goodness outside,
I could philander exactly when I wanted to;
flirtatiously elope behind the hills with the companion of my choice; handsomely allowing the golden rays of the Omnipotent Sun; to envelop me in impregnable entirety,
I could roll exactly when I wanted to; rampantly cascading down the gigantic mountains; regally caressing the veils of intrepidly exhilarating adventure; as I rhapsodically made my way down,
I could bathe exactly when I wanted to; rejuvenate the disastrously gruesome conglomerate of my nerves under the sparkling waterfalls; even after the heart of unbelievably dark midnight,
I could fight exactly when I wanted to; mustering all mighty muscle in a just a single swirl; endeavoring my ultimate best to save my kin; philanthropically save my treacherously devastated motherland,
I could chatter exactly when I wanted to; clatter the piquant buds of my teeth umpteenth number of times in a single minute; shivering in uncontrollably nervous waves of dithering skepticism,
I could eat exactly when I wanted to; celestially assimilating all salubrious fruits of this earth in my penurious palette; astonishingly replenishing each ingredient of my blood with nutrition divine,
I could sleep exactly when I wanted to; wholesomely obscuring my eyes with knots of perennially heavenly silk; irrefutably sequestering myself way beneath in the boundless dungeons; without even the most inconspicuous trace of sound or vibrant light,
I could evolve exactly when I wanted to; fascinatingly gathering all eclectically resplendent assets of the Almighty Lord; to stunningly metamorphose the complexion of this delinquently frazzled Universe,
I could breathe exactly when I wanted to; ebulliently permeating the dolorously remorseful atmosphere with fireballs of vivacious glory; igniting an inferno of untamed celebration even in the center of the despicably deadened night,
O! yes; I could do this; and I could do that; and by the Grace of God I was a majestic master of my own destiny; symbiotically bonding with the eternally transcending and divine,
But I had absolutely not the slightest control on my heart; as its passionately triumphant beats ecstatically wandered without my commands; bonding with all immortal love on this colossal planet; bonding with the spell binding spirit to lead an infinite more lifetimes .

THERE WAS NO LOVE BORN GREATER .

There was no richness born ever greater; than uninhibitedly dispensing richness itself; to all those despicably besieged with whirlwinds of penurious gloom and maudlin malice,
There was no miracle born ever greater; than Omnisciently disseminating miracles themselves; to all those disastrously orphaned and tyrannically lambasted with whiplashes of indiscriminately ominous despair,
There was no philanthopism born ever greater; than benevolently diffusing grandiloquent philanthropism itself; to even the most fathomless quarters of this enchantingly colossal Universe; uniting with one and all synergistically; in the true spirit of eternal mankind,
There was no compassion born ever greater; than unrelentingly spreading gregarious compassion itself;
to all those brutally bereft of the quintessential spirit to live; those heartlessly dithering towards a gruesomely torturous extinction,
There was no happiness born ever greater; than ubiquitously sprinkling the flavor of happiness itself; to each dwelling horrendously submerged with despondently murderous doom; profoundly enlightening the bizarre darkness with optimistic rays of desire,
There was no mysticism born ever greater; than ravishingly wafting the majestic aroma of mysticism itself; to all those obsoletely infirm entities;
ludicrously entangled in the miserable web of manipulatively monotonous and sinister prejudice,
There was no enthusiasm born ever greater; than showering the melody of exuberant enthusiasm itself;
to all those drearily divested; and lackadaisically stumbling like a pack of soggy matchsticks; even before alighting a single stride,
There was no patriotism born ever greater; than unitedly bequeathing the magnificent splendor of righteous patriotism itself; to all those dastardly countrymen; who sadistically sold their motherland just to augment the stuffing of gold in the foundation; of their spuriously bombastic abodes,
There was no charisma born ever greater; than resplendently distributing voluptuously enamoring charisma itself; to every lip horrifically enveloped with; pathetically dwindling sadness,
There was no strength born ever greater; than fearlessly impregnating formidable strength itself;
embedding unflinching fortitude in all those torturously maim and devastatingly crippled; becoming the vibrant tornado of ebullience in each of their bones,
There was no titillation born ever greater; than the triggering the seductive thunderbolt of divine titillation itself; incinerating cloudbursts of unrelenting yearning in all those organisms;
encapsulated with murderously ghastly remorse,
There was no prayer born ever greater; than unequivocally preaching the prayer for togetherness itself; Omnipotently coalescing all caste; creed;
color and religion; in the fabric of humanity; and alike,
There was no flamboyance born ever greater; than relentlessly disposing the stupendously passionate wave of flamboyance itself; to all those shattered hutment s of depravation; all those nonchalant entities dying every instant in deserts of diffidence;
all the time,
There was no charity born ever greater; than altruistically radiating the most regale rays of charity itself; to all those underprivileged orphaned and haplessly destitute; replenishing their tottered lives with the ointment of; unequivocal sharing,
There was no innocence born ever greater; than splendidly bestowing the Omnipresent virtue of innocence itself; to all those derogatorily heinous devils; ruthlessly bent upon beheading all princely goodness; from living kind,
There was no rhapsody born ever greater; than intractably endowing the unconquerable paradise of rhapsody itself; to all those unfortunately wandering without their loved ones; lighting the flame of jubilation in their lives; once again,
There was no innovation born ever greater; than magnificently dispersing the spirit of innovation itself; to all those being unsparingly lambasted; by whirlpools of disdainful monotony and salacious greed,
There was no life born ever greater; than bountifully gifting the chapter of vivaciously unassailable life itself; to all those immaculate creations of Almighty Lord; painfully creeping in agonizing trauma; towards their gory corpse,
And there was no love born ever greater; than unendingly transmitting the immortal essence of love itself; to all those despairingly broken hearts;
rekindling their bountiful treasury of beats once again; with the unsurpassably sweet fragrance of kingly existence .

IMMORTALLY LIVING ART .

To procreate countless more of your kind was inherently natural; but to instill in them the irrefutably invincible principles of mankind; was a majestically impeccable art,
To replenish your stomach with all tantalizingly piquant food on this Universe was inevitably natural;
but to scrupulously digest them and yet sparkle into an ocean of celestially rubicund health; was a perseveringly magical art,
To transit into a heavenly slumber and fantasize uninhibitedly about all ingratiating exoticism on this planet was blissfully natural; but to manifest all those spell binding dreams into an eternal reality;
was an unassailably enduring art,
To listen to the fulminating voices of your intrepid soul was poignantly natural; but to invincibly march forward in united patriotism to annihilate the last iota of evil from your sacrosanct motherland; was an indefatigably resplendent art,
To euphorically bathe at the commencement of brilliant sunshine was iridescently natural; but to utilize every bit of your marvelously sparkling freshness to enlighten all despicably bereaved humanity; was an ebulliently gutsy art,
To dance till eternity in times of ecstatic jubilation was exuberantly natural; but to ubiquitously disseminate the same unending happiness in every dwelling besieged with horrifically remorseful despair; was a handsomely philanthropic art,
To wholeheartedly immerse yourself in your very own religion was holistically natural; but to unequivocally preach the religion of humanity till the last breath of your existing life; was a grandiloquently benign art,
To encapsulate your entire persona with ravishing petals of rose and insatiably overwhelming scent was scintillatingly natural; but to waft the Omnipotent scent of coalesced mankind; on every murderously manipulative cranny of this earth; was a timelessly mesmerizing art,
To profoundly enjoy the divinely melody in the atmosphere was quintessentially natural; but to tirelessly propagate every element of your ebullience to all those miserably crippled and penurious destitute; was a glitteringly humanitarian art,
To sight umpteenth galleries of wonderfully serene objects around you was instinctively natural; but to altruistically become the walking stick of all those horrendously penalized and gruesomely blind; was a miraculously Omniscient art,
To sagaciously invest all your fathomless treasuries of wealth in the best possible gains was prudently natural; but to chivalrously dissipate even a minuscule fraction of your opulence to the service of the devastatingly deprived; was a perpetually sacred art,
To joyously gallop through fields of flirtatiously sensuous freedom was flamboyantly natural; but to hoist all those bereft of hands and feet to destinations transcending the land of paradise; was a benevolently bequeathing art,
To cling to the lap of your mother whenever you felt gorily shattered was incomprehensibly natural; but to perennially ensure that the entire planet irrevocably clung to the strings of enchanting humanity; was a gloriously princely art,
To harmoniously augment the granaries of crimson blood in your countenance was poignantly natural; but to selflessly shed the same for your countrymen incarcerated with treacherous despair; was a glitteringly Omnipresent art,
To decorate your pristinely barren skin with royal pearls and ornaments was splendidly natural; but to stupendously embellish the fabric of all despicably dithering mankind with untamed cloudbursts of love;
was a ubiquitously charismatic art,
To act candidly and in synergy with the voice of your intransigently righteous conscience was intrinsically natural; but to wholesomely decimate the salacious web of lies from every corner of this earth with the voice of unconquerably impeccable truth; was a royally regale art,
To tranquilly inhale air all round the clock and with the most prolific of intensity was indispensably natural; but to aristocratically placate the brutally traumatized agony of all those miserably divested with each of your breath; was a passionately Almighty art,
To relentlessly love and bountifully adore the girl of your every dream was tumultuously natural; but dedicating every single beat of your heart to all those orphaned and acrimoniously betrayed; was an unfathomably heavenly art,
And to rhapsodically live this birth and intransigently perceive to survive for an infinite more births yet to come was incredulously natural; but sacrificing each instant of your life to astoundingly spawn a countless new tomorrows of optimistic hope and vibrant courage; was an immortally living art .

FEATHERS .

When I was tickled with feathers of ghastly lies; I felt beads of insurmountably anguish and desperation overwhelmingly creep up; on every cranny of my impoverished persona,
When I was tickled with feathers of overwhelming commercialism; I felt as if rotting abominably in dungeons of horrifically sinister stagnation,
When I was tickled with feathers of abhorrent malice;
I felt as if everything around me in this colossaly mesmerizing Universe; was a threadbare mirage of gruesomely insipid nothingness,
When I was tickled with feathers of indiscriminate racializm; I felt as if dagger heads of veritable death; had stabbed me countless kilometers beneath my gory grave,
When I was tickled with feathers of barbaric bloodshed; I felt an uncanny shudder paralyze each element of my spine; collapsed in an ungainly heap on the obdurate ground; relinquishing even the tiniest desire to live,
When I was tickled with feathers of insanely treacherous madness; I felt the artist in me stifle into horrendous oblivion; the harmonious air around me; ominously infiltrating each arena of my innocuous flesh,
When I was tickled with feathers of lecherous savagery; I felt every shade of passionate poignancy evaporate from my blood; plunged into the valley of extinction; instead of melanging with satanically blood sucking society,
When I was tickled with feathers of betrayal; I felt more devastated than the morbidly ghastly coffins;
abnegating wholesomely from all desire and worldly virtues of exotic life,
When I was tickled with feathers of lackadaisical monotony; I felt as if every iota of God s voluptuous planet was being ruthlessly lambasted; went deep into the mystical forests to meditate till my absolute end,
When I was tickled with feathers of relentless hostility; I felt as if the entire earth had become a capriciously frigid thread of religion; with the spirit of everlasting humanity disappearing into the aisles of non-existence,
When I was tickled with feathers of deplorably raunchy slavery; I felt as if there was no difference between man and animal; cursing every entity; menacingly under my enslaved breath,
When I was tickled with feathers of despondently crippling solitude; I felt as if being pushed into a dungeon of scorpions every unleashing minute;
clenching my teeth till the last bone of my exhilarated body split into a boundless pieces,
When I was tickled with feathers of manipulative give and take; I felt as if my existence was a meaningless gutter of foul sewage; with philanthropism and good will being things of waywardly obsolete past,
When I was tickled with feathers of disparagingly condemnable abuse; I felt each part of my rubicund flesh invidiously tarnished; unable to relive my original euphoria; even after a million baths,
When I was tickled with feathers of despairingly bizarre blackness; I felt as if optimism was a desert that had perennially dried up; as I slithered aimlessly in a whirlpool of uncouth savagery,
When I was tickled with feathers of ludicrously everlasting castigation; I felt as if there was no value of art in this diabolically cold blooded world;
drowned myself forever in the ocean of my shattered versatility,
When I was tickled with feathers of dastardly terrorism; I felt as the world had departed from all elements of fabulous brotherhood and empathy;
unrelentingly wailed for the innocently beheaded;
before I decided to slit; the conglomerate of my intricate veins apart,
When I was tickled with feathers of disastrously orphaned poverty; I felt tumultuously enraged at the unsurpassably rich; at blowing their surplus opulence in spurious cigar smoke and wine; whilst their naked counterparts outside shivered to an unbearable death,
But when I was tickled with feathers of immortally uninhibited love; I felt the most bountifully endowed entity alive; at last felt the beats of my truculently massacred heart; reach inside my chest to forever lead and romance with; majestic life .

TIME PASS

I meticulously counted the number of waves; rising and falling in the majestically undulating sea,
I sang occasionally with the birds; humming a myriad of spell binding tunes,
I tore a sheet of lanky dilapidated paper; into measly bits of orphaned fragments,
I nonchalantly kicked each stone that confronted me in my way; hurling it high and handsome towards mystical puffs of sky,
O ! yes the overwhelming burden on my shoulders seemed to be augmenting each minute; the hour incorrigibly refrained to fly; and for me at the current moment life was nothing but a big time pass ..

I shooed the birds sitting tranquilly on the jaded rocks; chasing them till the point I wholesomely collapsed in a bedraggled heap on cold ground,
I made boundless sandcastles in insurmountably slippery sand; dismantling them as they gathered the slightest of solid proportion,
I held my ear abysmally close to the hollow walls;
awaiting for the tiniest of sound that simply wasn t there,
I indefatigably kept chanting a silly tune; giving it the pompously pretentious status of being the astronomical best,
O ! yes the overwhelming burden on my shoulders seemed to be augmenting each minute; the hour incorrigibly refrained to fly; and for me at the current moment life was nothing but a big time pass ..

I voraciously rubbed my glasses till the time they shone vivaciously bright; although they were already sparkling more than the mid-day Sun,
I tied my handkerchief into unfathomable number of folds; spent countless moments thereafter in entangling the disdainful mess of my insane creation,
I washed my body vigorously all throughout the night;
evacuating the last bit of superficial dirt that just wasn t to be seen,
I flipped through pages of the bulky history book;
browsing through an unending labyrinth of dates; with beads of exasperating sweat trickling feverishly down my nape,
O ! yes the overwhelming burden on my shoulders seemed to be augmenting each minute; the hour incorrigibly refrained to fly; and for me at the current moment life was nothing but a big time pass .

I yawned like a maniacally fanatic; although the bones incarcerated in my body rared to surge forward with spurts of exuberant enthusiasm,
I chewed slices of tangy gum for times immemorial;
evolving a cocoon of bubbles only to obnoxiously burst them,
I incoherently scribbled gargantuan tons of literature on barren paper; expending Herculean loads of my lazy frustration on my tiny little fountain pen,
I relentlessly kept tapping my nimble feet; scowling in inexplicable disdain at whomsoever who encountered me in my way.
O ! yes the overwhelming burden on my shoulders seemed to be augmenting each minute; the hour incorrigibly refrained to fly; and for me at the current moment life was nothing but a big time pass .

VERITABLE DEATH MINE

My mind was like the fulminating volcano; which kept on passionately erupting; even after the entire earth had blissfully slept,
My mind was like an uninhibitedly philandering panther; which thunderously roared each unfurling second of the day,
My mind was like a turbulently swirling ocean; which culminated each instant into a flurry of violent waves,
My mind was like the poignant whirlpool of sand; which evolved at cyclonic speeds; sweeping across the fathomless deserts inevitably every afternoon,
My mind was like the blazing inferno; which kept augmenting to astronomical heights with each nimble stroke of the brazen wind,
My mind was like the hideously savage vulture; whose hunger arose the very next moment; after it had just devoured its previous bit of robust carrion,
My mind was like the indefatigably running spider;
which didn t rest for even a minuscule minute;
entrenched and wavering amidst the silvery strands of its web,
My mind was like streaks of white lightening which profusely enveloped the sky; creating insanely havoc on the whatever space they fell,
My mind was like infinite clouds sprawled vindictively in the cosmos; creeping up every day to try and camouflage vivacious rays of brilliant light,
My mind was like the unstoppably perennial stream;
which leapt and swelled; irrespective of the acrimonious battalion of barricades that confronted it in its celestial way,
My mind was like the plane which inexorably kept flying all its life; without stooping down a fraction;
or caressing the tarmac with its spongy sheath of wheels,
My mind was like the mystical echo which reverberated countless number of times; after ephemerally clashing against the formidably boundless valley,
My mind was like the lethally bouncing striped shark;
which unrelentingly surged forward with hostile euphoria even in the middle of the perilously gloomy night,
My mind was like the centuries old grandfather clock;
which continued to tirelessly tick; irrespective of the most deadliest of holocaust or rain,
My mind was like the deafening thud of the dinosaurs foot; which kept going on and on for times immemorial;
even after the monster had become remotely obsolete and wholesomely extinct,
My mind was like the globules golden sweat; which kept incorrigibly trickling down the arms; even after applying the most profound balm of stupendously redolent scent,
My mind was like the unfathomably deep well; which indeed did have an opening; but there simply seemed no end,
My mind was like the tangible population; which perpetually kept increasing as each second unveiled into a full fledged minute In the end it is my humble plea to you; O! Almighty Creator; not to give people a mind like mine; for although I had developed an intrinsic bondage with its vagaries over a period of time; for others it could very well prove to a veritable death mine .

Only follow your heart

Do definitely be inspired by all those minuscule globules of water;
which miraculously spurned fresh life and magical greenery into fathomless kilometers of acrimoniously arid-stagnating land,
Do definitely be inspired by all those undaunted apogees of the mountains; which unflinchingly stood like a lone warrior amidst boundless bits of sky triumphantly bracing every storm and maliciously holocaustic light,
Do definitely be inspired by all those diminutive petals of the scarlet rose; which perpetuated the dolorously dying atmosphere with the royal scent of compassionate belonging and invincible togetherness,
Do definitely be inspired by all those invisibly gutsy ants; which fomented even the most demonically parading monsters to collapse like a pack of frigid cards with just a singleton sting to their big foot,
Do definitely be inspired by all those unconquerable rays of the Sun;
which blessed each symbiotically palpitating life on the trajectory of soil with the scepter of fearlessly blazing truth and righteousness,
Do definitely be inspired by all those blissfully blessed mothers who suckled their new born solely with their impeccably sacrosanct milk which became the greatest power for the child to survive for an infinite more lifetimes,
Do definitely be inspired by all those voluptuously enriched clouds;
which triggered new rays of hope in the life of every mercilessly scorched organism on earth; endlessly waiting for those pricelessly inimitable showers of the first monsoon,
Do definitely be inspired by all those be-dazzlingly patriotic soldiers; who altruistically laid their lives for their motherland smiling embraced the gallows of death so that their mothersoil remained free at the swish of a thumb,
Do definitely be inspired by all those amiably rustling trees; which rendered their healing shade to the agonizingly dreary traveler wondrously cooled the atmosphere with their ravishing breeze;
even as the afternoon unsparingly tried to char their wholesome existence,
Do definitely be inspired by all those vivaciously dancing rainbows;
which fomented inexhaustible chores of cheers from every discovering mouth on the Universe replenishing robotically devastating life with splashes of tantalizingly reinvigorating color,
Do definitely be inspired by all those mellifluously tiny nightingales; which punctuated each shade of vapidly deteriorating and mundane existence with the Omnipotent balm of benign sound,
Do definitely be inspired by all those indefatigably advancing footsteps of truth; which didn’t budge an inch from their course of unparalleled righteousness no matter how hard did the devil try to lure them towards the seductresses of vindictively victimizing hell,
Do definitely be inspired by all those citadels of honest solidarity;
which victoriously withstood even the ghastliest of attack on this planet—united together in the strings of affable brotherhood,
Do definitely be inspired by all those jubilantly dazzling droplets of sweat– a ramification of the utmost anecdotes of perseverance;
wherein every organism started from the scratch in the scorching heat to leave a significant mark upon this planet,
Do definitely be inspired by all those poignantly undulating waves of the ocean; which cast their unbreakably enchanting spell upon every miserably harried fraternity of living kind; with every tiny sprinkle of their heavenly froth,
Do definitely be inspired by all those benevolently twinkling stars;
which unassailably weaved a way towards philanthropically ultimate success even through the most dreadfully morose and blackened nights,
Do definitely be inspired by all those gorgeously golden waterfalls;
which insuperably recharged every deplorably dwindling pore of the beleaguered body—transporting each organism to the ultimate levels of unimaginable ecstasy,
Do definitely be inspired by all those chapters of marvelous evolution; which spawned into infinite civilizations of fresh life and enthralling emotion; under the impregnable fatherly roof of the open sky,
Do definitely be inspired by all those geniuses of the undefeated human brain; which created unbelievably masterpieces of art and literature; out of sheer and limp nothingness,
But forever believe in; infallibly listen to; and only follow the innermost voices and immortal beats of your very own Omnisciently ubiquitous heart .

O! how he wished and wished and wished

Unfortunately, it was only his flagrantly dismantled dead body; that brought people of all religions; caste; creed and color blissfully together; clasping their palms in unison infront of the Almighty Lord-for bountiful liberation of the bereaved soul,
Unfortunately, it was only his lividly fetid dead body; that brought even the most squabbling of plunderers to the feet of the deceased;
beseeching solace for every hedonistically committed of their misdeed,
Unfortunately, it was only his forlornly silent dead body; that inexhaustibly perpetuated even the most maniacally corporate and robotic; to perceive beyond the dungeons of the commercial world,
Unfortunately, it was only his ghastily distorted dead body; that evoked a cloudburst of torrential sympathy in even the cruelest of heart; fomented the devil the weep just that once in his entire-insensitively lunatic life,
Unfortunately, it was only his morbidly castrated dead body; that spontaneously triggered a humanitarian helping attitude; with the entire fathomless planet eternally wishing to exist under a singleton roof,
Unfortunately, it was only his morosely unembellished dead body; that made every living organism realize the true value of enigmatic life;
that very existence which it preposterously blew up; in inconspicuous smoke; and relentlessly sardonic laughter,
Unfortunately, it was only his worthlessly decrepit dead body; that made countless human pray in meek obeisance; asking the Omnipotent Lord to condone them for their inadvertently committed sins of a past and present life,
Unfortunately, it was only his shockingly still dead body; that stirred an impregnable revolution in the most impotently dormant of hearts; to collectively rise for the cause of justice; beheading even the tiniest innuendo of the devil that dared come their way,
Unfortunately, it was only his pathetically paralyzed dead body; that stringently provoked even the stingiest to come forward; magnanimously donate for the garlands; funereal expenses; burial and haplessly left behind kin,
Unfortunately, it was only his brutally pulverized dead body; that churned the most immaculately truthful of poetry; perpetually equating the good’s and bad’s of many an inexplicably infinite lifetime,
Unfortunately, it was only his immovably maimed dead body; that drove the flock of the greatest lazy sleepers out of their beds; now energized to contribute something for the betterment of society; with the sense of shame ruling supreme over every ingredient of their blood,
Unfortunately, it was only his bizarrely taciturn dead body; that metamorphosed the parasitic arrogance in each footstep that tread on soil; into a celestial leaf of everlastingly symbiotic humility,
Unfortunately, it was only his incomprehensibly speechless dead body;
that fomented the pulse of existence; to beat solely for the heaven of unassailably enamoring companionship,
Unfortunately, it was only his indelibly stagnating dead body; that brought about infinite moments of pin-drop silence; amidst the heart of devastatingly bombarding and abhorrent war,
Unfortunately, it was only his hopelessly jeopardized dead body; that evolved an ambience of sheer urgency in the boundless atmosphere; that none should ever succumb like a lifeless matchstick to the devil’s non-existent sword,
Unfortunately, it was only his unfathomably irreparable dead body;
that made the deliriously agnostic; believe every bit in the miraculous and magnificent powers of the Omnisciently ameliorating God,
Unfortunately, it was only his indiscriminately charred dead body;
that made man wholeheartedly embrace even the worst of his enemy; give him shelter under his very own compassionate roof in utter shock and disbelief,
Unfortunately, it was only his unrecognizably damaged dead body; that made emotionlessly maverick society; believe irrefutably and all the more in the Omnipresent freshness of the new-born child the timelessly revitalizing chapters of life,
O! how he wished and wished and wished sitting there in heaven; that even an iota of the above had happened when he was alive in soul; conscious mind and physical form .

My best friend’s birthday

The moment was to rejoice; to uninhibitedly forget the sorrows of a lecherously non-existent past,
The moment was to distribute sweets and cookies of all shapes and sizes; to far and distant across the fathomless living planet,
The moment was to culminate into a fountain of tantalizing freshness;
with a healing spray that magically caressed even the most minutest of hearts,
The moment was to perpetuate every bit of savage blackness around;
with the rays of ecstatically newborn and unfettered hope,
The moment was to liberate from the sins of a morose past life;
gloriously expedite towards the Sun of a brand new tomorrow,
The moment was to have several rounds of heartiest congratulations and best wishes all around; with tears of celestial happiness rolling down the cheeks,
The moment was the most unassailably privileged one; one which had the world waiting since so maddeningly long,
The moment was of a sole triumphant winner; with the entire battlefield lying otherwise sordid; desolate; decrepit and dry,
The moment beckoned for time to ultimately stop; as happiness of such a magnitude would never ever unfurl; and in such pulsating beats on this planet,
Most importantly than anything else; the moment now was of my best friends birthday; who not only called me “Friend” by formal introduction; but considered me his best friend at each beat of innermost soul and heart .

The walls were my very best friends

The walls were my very best friends; as I boisterously conversed with them for hours immemorial; after the closest around me had turned a deaf ear to even the most brilliant of achievements; some shunting me due to lack of time; some shunting me brutally due to prejudice,
The walls were my very best friends; as I shared the most eccentric of my secrets with their invincible hardness; b’cause if I did the same with the society outside; it’d pounce and exploit me for my deficiencies to the fullest; and till the last breath I exhaled,
The walls were my very best friends; as I adorned them with an infinite lines of spell-binding poetry; after the actual girl whom I’d written them for; preposterously ridiculed it and torched it alive,
The walls were my very best friends; as I banged my fists and legs against them an infinite times; after the pangs of livid isolation and worldly subterfuge; had thwarted me beyond any conceivable realm of sanctity,
The walls were my very best friends; as I unabashedly wept the most intricate woes of my heart against their impregnable stoicism; after my cherished near and dear; labeled me as only an emotional fool for the heartfelt moisture in my eyes,
The walls were my very best friends; as I sang a countless tunes of peace; towards their united oneness; after all I was coerced to do by my relatives; was work from 9 to 9 like a robot; in the malicious corporate world outside,
The walls were my very best friends; as they altruistically saw me for what I originally was and born; and not for money; status;
sanctimonious position in the society that I’d vapidly attained,
The walls were my very best friends; as I made compassionate love to them tracing even the obscurest of their contours with my roving fingers; after all that emanated from the eyes of my own beloved; was nothing else but venomous abuse,
The walls were my very best friends; as they blissfully sheltered even the most evanescent of my shadow and desire; after all that blew outside was acrimonious wisps of smoke and pugnacious war,
The walls were my very best friends; as I wholesomely leaned upon them whilst eating my food; sleeping and tingling adventure; after the natural environment; trees and wildlife; were satanically bombarded by materialistic man outside,
The walls were my very best friends; as I uninhibitedly perpetuated them with my footprints; thumbprints and veritable signatures; after no other parchment of paper or space on this parasitic earth; was ready to accept them,
The walls were my very best friends; as I poignantly deciphered every intricate thread of my past in their fathomless recesses and darkness;
after my own blood indefatigably advised me to massacre all emotions;
and turn murderously practical,
The walls were my very best friends; as I embraced them wholeheartedly like a child embracing its mother; finding undefeated compassion in their egalitarian chest; after no-one else in the world dared touch my body; grievously afflicted with hiv-aids,
The walls were my very best friends; as I proclaimed even the most hidden fantasy of my heart fearlessly infront of them; after the planet outside had hedonistically trounced me as a worthless imbecile,
The walls were my very best friends; as my paintbrush treated them as the ultimate canvas of life; inexhaustibly permeating them with poignantly vivacious color; after my own envious kin wanted my fingers to be cut in broad daylight,
The walls were my very best friends; as I exercised against them for unceasing minutes of the day and night; toning each dormant muscle of my body to face the ghastliest of traitors; after every ingredient of the world outside had become the blackness of treacherous war,
The walls were my very best friends; as I sought unparalleled inspiration looking at their unshakable periphery; even in the fiercest maelstrom and rain; after every organism in this manipulative world today trying to endlessly pin me down,
The walls were my very best friends; ardently listening to each of my passionately throbbing heartbeats; after all that the alien globe gave them; was an unsurpassable graveyard of licentious betrayal,
The walls were my very best friends; unnervingly allowing me to ecstatically breathe down their naked nape; after my own revered beloved; discarded me disdainfully like reproachful shit; declaring my breath as foul .

Death – The Greatest Equalizer .

Death was the greatest pacifier; after which every thwarted desire of the physical form; wonderfully evaporated and became a mist of celestially everlasting solitude,
Death was the greatest purifier; after which even the most evanescent ounce of the inevitably sinful body; wholesomely dissolved to perennially blend with the holy natural soil and atmosphere,
Death was the greatest fantasizer; after which each impoverished element of the soul unabashedly fantasized in an infinite directions;
without the tiniest of tensions or frustrations of manipulatively castrated life,
Death was the greatest immortalizer; after which every good and Samaritan deed of living being; was idolized and gave strength to existing man to conquer all evil; till times immemorial,
Death was the greatest synthesizer; after which even the most ethereal trace of ghoulish imbalance in the body; settled and whispered in exuberant unison towards every new face of captivating dawn,
Death was the greatest symbolizer; after which each entity became an institution in its very ownself; for whatever good or bad it’d achieved; in the tenure of its otherwise unendingly aspiring life,
Death was the greatest realizer; after which man was able to holistically imbibe his true identity on planet earth; as he unavoidably crumbled like a fence of matchsticks; infront of the Omnipotent Almighty Lord,
Death was the greatest neutralizer; after which even the most invisible insinuation of positivity and negativity; was made articulately same on the plane of sheer and vapid nothingness,
Death was the greatest rationalizer; paving open the way; to the miraculously untiring chapters of bountiful life and extinction; being the most impregnable focal point upon which the Universe rotated,
Death was the greatest nullifier; bringing living kind to absolute ground zero-after it’d achieved the most inimitable of heights;
thereby once again inspiring a whole new chapter of rejuvenating existence,
Death was the greatest fortifier; royally melanging every amiable spirit on this earth; into one unassailably epitomizing wall of silence; which not even the fiercest of wars fought on globe could ever pervade,
Death was the greatest womanizer; after which the haplessly divested spirit of worldly life; easily entered and left the most beautiful maidens upon this earth; without causing the slightest of stir or perceivable scratch,
Death was the greatest desensitizer; after which even the most hideously uncouth bombarding to the physical form; the most inexplicable agony to the heart; seemed like a paradise of poignantly virgin roses,
Death was the greatest socializer; after which endless communities after communities; the greatest of friends and foes; all assembled together to unanimously pray for the peaceful liberation of the soul,
Death was the greatest randomizer; eccentrically selecting a living organism of any shape; size; color; status; age; anytime in its completely and irrefutably unchallengeable swirl,
Death was the greatest energizer; suddenly granting those wings of uninhibitedness to the deliriously incarcerated soul; to ebulliently circle round the planet a countless number of times,
Death was the greatest sermonizer; automatically inculcating a boundless values and significance about the chapters of priceless breath and existence; as it timelessly stared down every eyeball; be it newborn or staggeringly old,
Death was the greatest revitalizer; after which the trajectory of enamoring earth witnessed life in its most pristinely effulgent form once again; as the indefatigable imprints of the Omnipresent lord;
blossomed in some or the other form of life; once again,
And death was; is and shall ever remain as the greatest Equalizer;
after which– the richest and the poorest the tallest and the shortest the brightest and the darkest – the strongest and the weakest the blessed and the maimed the sighted and the sightless – every single organism of God created with breath on this ever-pervading planet; at last found their true identity as united and one; beneath the deserted and lackluster patch of graveyard soil .

My forever single droplet of sweat

Not just an inconspicuous droplet; but an unlimited measure of my unabashedly vivacious sensuality; which was the very source of every ounce of ardor wondrously running through each of my veins,
Not just an infinitesimal droplet; but an unlimited measure of my inimitably unparalleled virility; the inferno of untamed desire that sprouted bounteously from every pore of my skin,
Not just an invisible droplet; but an unlimited measure of my profound amiability; my infinite longing to blissfully m lange and embrace every symbiotic form of god’s living kind,
Not just a mercurial droplet; but an unlimited measure of my pricelessly invincible truth; the gloriously impeccable reflection of my soul; which was as pristine as the melting of the first snow,
Not just an insipid droplet; but an unlimited measure of my extremely poignant sensitivity; as the color of my skin and soul dramatically changed; to even the most obfuscated of whisper and tune,
Not just a disappearing droplet; but an unlimited measure of my ardently unexplored energy; which proliferated like an undying volcano of compassion; at every single stage of the vibrantly unfurling day,
Not just an impoverished droplet; but an unlimited measure of my fearless honesty; the righteous fulmination of every element of goodness that lingered left; right and center; in my body and in my soul,
Not just a fugitive droplet; but an unlimited measure of my peerless conviction; the unrelenting desire to reach the absolute zenith of goodness; overtopping every ingredient of devil that dared came my way,
Not just a orphaned droplet; but an unlimited measure of my fragrant perseverance; the untiring hours of my life under the fiercest of Sun;
that had been spent in order to corroborate my identity,
Not just a senseless droplet; but an unlimited measure of my unbridled poetic imagery; those infinite moments of angst that had so royally brought out the purest imagination from the innermost realms of my soul,
Not just a maimed droplet; but an unlimited measure of my never-dying spirit towards the chapter of existence; as each instant rolled forward to give birth to a triumphantly godly dawn of newness,
Not just a nonsensical droplet; but an unlimited measure of my true potential to conquer every obstacle in my life; the unflinching tenacity in my bones to trample over a corpse of lies; in my eternal quest for truth,
Not just a wastrel droplet; but an unlimited measure of my unshakable effervescence; the intrinsic urge to gallop forward in inscrutable life; even under the most atrocious whiplash of jinxed destiny,
Not just a fetid droplet; but an unlimited measure of my ability to righteously and symbiotically survive; even when brutally enshrouded by the most hideously devouring pack of wolves,
Not just an amorphous droplet; but an unlimited measure of my tireless imagination; which undyingly kept the mystical turbulence alive; in even the most dormant pores of my skin,
Not just an evanescent droplet; but an unlimited measure of my intricate personality; the boundless vacillations of moods that even the tiniest of my nerves; inevitably underwent,
Not just an imperturbable droplet; but an unlimited measure of my inborn artistry; the uncanniness galore in every organ of my body; to evolve a paradise of beauty; out of barbarously lame nothingness,
Not just a miserly droplet; but an unlimited measure of my rivers of everlasting love; which delectably oozed out every unveiling instant of the day and night; at the sight of my immortal beloved,
Was my wonderfully enamoring; and forever single; DROPLET OF SWEAT .

Death-The Absolute King of Optimism

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of ghoulishly crucifying death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most ultimate of king; relished every puff of free air in the colossal atmosphere?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of tumultuously asphyxiating death -inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most brazen tip of the mountain; wholesomely letting the waves of titillating adventure whistle past your aroused skin?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of deliriously estranged death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most euphoric waves of the ocean; profoundly exhilarated by the spray of magical existence?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of barbarously silencing death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most poignant shades of the scarlet rose; letting the flavor of creation forever reign supreme in every single ingredient of your blood?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of truculently unsparing death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most extremely aroused particles of rain-soaked soil; letting a perennial festoon of sensuality timelessly drift from each of your veins?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of cold-bloodedly sacrilegious death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most exultated streak of thunder; profusely drowning even the most insouciant of your nerve into the unparalleled roar of life?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of indescribably torturous death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most passionate shade of the rainbow; feeling the unconquerable enlightenment of breath even on severest maniacally depressed day?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of hideously massacring death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most virile layer of the seed; royally proliferating into infinite more of your kind; so that life in your reflection palpitated; even after you died?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of painstakingly divesting death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most everlasting kiss of the lips; trying to suckle every ounce of sweetness from the rhapsodically mesmerizing belly of earth?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of diabolically baseless death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most perpetuating sting of the bumble bee; trying to infiltrate your inimitable sting into every single quarter of the Universe?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of sadistically penalizing death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most everlasting tune of the nightingale;
perpetually trying to blend the innermost tune of your soul; with every bit of goodness in the atmosphere?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of deplorably shattering death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most ecstatic roar of the lion; trying to overpower even the most infidel insinuation of the devil; at every step that you tread?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of tawdrily uncouth death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most tantalizing backdrop of the night; handsomely stirring the seduction of a boundless lifetimes within your impoverished skin and soul?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of cannibalistically castigating death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most blazing pinnacle of the Sun; interminably glowing in the invincibly flaming passion of existence?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of horrifically impotent death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most endless treasuries of opulence; groping to assimilate the very best of everything; on the trajectory of this fathomless Universe?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of morbidly wretched death-inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most enigmatic chirps of the forest; fervently wanting to tingle each impoverished bone of yours; with the undefeated pulse of creation?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of sinfully devastating death-
inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most immortal scent of a lover; trying to savor every single ounce of compassion and friendship; existing as one on this gigantic planet?
Wasn’t it only because of the fear of irrevocably wounding death inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most victoriously scintillating of star;
unstoppably triumphing over even the most criminal shades of blackness and despair?
Then how the hell could you christen death as ‘Pessimistic’ ,
‘Negative’ and the sorts; when it was infact the absolute King of Optimism; the very best; beautiful; bountiful and inevitable blackness; that relentlessly inspired you forward in the chapter of inscrutable life .

WITH GREAT POWER

With great joy; comes the great spirit of uninhibited sharing,
With great strength; comes the great virtue of fighting the treacherously evil,
With great height; comes the great deed of escalating traumatized mankind to the ultimate summit,
With great speed; comes the great act of carrying the profoundly maimed,
With great sight; comes the great perception of becoming the eyes in perilously sinister darkness,
With great voice; comes the great feeling of speaking for the irrevocably dumb,
With great complexion; comes the great fortitude of harboring the hideously distorted,
With great destiny; comes the great character to profusely illuminate the lives of helpless orphans,
With great heart; comes the great passion of bonding immortal souls; separated by the lecherously satanic society,
With great wealth; comes the great act of donating philanthropically to God’s suffering living kind,
With great knowledge; comes the great justice of disseminating it sagaciously amongst brutally deprived personalities,
With great fragrance; comes the great chivalry of diffusing it to all those corners; pathetically dwindling towards obnoxious extinction,
With great enthusiasm; comes the great ardor to impregnate the same; in those mourning towards clouds of desperation,
With great innocence; comes the great inspiration of metamorphosing this manipulative planet; into an immaculate child,
With great breath; comes the great vitality to instill life in despondently solitary entities slithering towards their graves,
With great artistry; comes the great essence of propagating mesmerizing beauty on this globe; to people thoroughly oblivious about chapters of mystical existence,
With great brain; comes the great idea of making the fathomless Universe; a better place to live in,
With great fire; comes the great ability to wholesomely devour the devil; in the swirl of Omnipotently golden flames,
And with great Power; comes the great responsibility of keeping the Almighty Lord’s planet; just the way it was; when he had marvelously evolved and perpetually created it .

CRACK

In order to crack the enigmatic puzzle; I used the most stupendously intricate arenas of my brain,
In order to crack the obdurate nut; I used the astronomical tenacity of my teeth,
In order to crack the astoundingly gloomy silence; I used my stringently piercing voice,
In order to crack the insurmountably hazy night; I used my twin paired crystalline eyesight,
In order to crack spurious sadness ominously hovering around; I used my amicably compassionate smile,
In order to crack the incorrigibly bellicose brick; I used my fists plummeting like a thunderbolt; on its wretched periphery,
In order to crack the astutely austere corporate tycoon; I used frugal amounts of sly wit; circulating more mystically than the clouds in my blood,
In order to crack the diabolically freezing evening; I used my palms voraciously against the rocks; to generate unsurpassable loads of seductive heat,
In order to crack utter hopelessness; I used the invincible muscle impregnated euphorically in my bones,
In order to crack the ingenious idea; I used my inherent skill of profusely intense concentration,
In order to crack the yawn; I used my unfathomable treasury of will power to rise up to the occasion of pragmatic survival,
In order to crack inexplicably treacherous destiny; I used my spirit of fathomless adventure to confront the acrimonious world,
In order to crack pain; I used my lids to drink back my prolifically dribbling river of traumatized tears,
In order to crack the bottle; I used my nails to adroitly unleash the insurmountably serrated steel cap,
In order to crack the pathway of horrendous dirt; I used my royally sparkling pool of saliva,
In order to crack the majestically enchanting painting; I used my adroitly slender conglomerate of fingers,
In order to crack dismally mind boggling poverty; I used all the wealth I had assimilated till date; in the tenure of my short life,
In order to crack the chapter of inevitably precious existence; I used my exuberant mountain of Omnipotent breath,
And in order to crack the love of my ultimate dreams;
I used the inner most realms of my passionately thundering heart; which shot its beats infinite kilometers above the sky; as each second unfurled itself into the fabulously blossoming spectrum called romance .

START BEING CREATIVE

Creativity is a shadow that incessantly flutters;
changing its dimensions every unleashing second,
Creativity is something which is indefatigable;
proliferating to the most unprecedented limits as each idea manifests,
Creativity is a milestone which always eludes; running further and further away; just when you thought you’d perpetually achieved it,
Creativity is a dream that could besiege you even under the most sweltering rays of sunlight;
disappearing into infinitesimal wisps of non-existence; as abruptly as it had come,
Creativity is an island that crops up like thunderbolts of lightening; suddenly from amidst the most remotest portions of clouds in the sky,
Creativity is a hunger which never subsides; remaining disastrously famished; even after masticating the most wonderful fruits on this earth,
Creativity is a flower which blossoms into infinite petals every unveiling instant; endlessly shooting towards the sky; even after its ultimate summit had been reached,
Creativity is mesmerizing froth which kept you always exuberant; wholesomely rejuvenating the most pathetically dying nerves in your body,
Creativity is a fabulously voluptuous mirage that you sighted even in the murkiest of light; enticing you in its web of seductive unpredictability,
Creativity is a newly born infant; inexplicably metamorphosing its patterns as each moment of the day unleashed,
Creativity is a rainbow of multitudinal colors;
magnificently spreading its fragrance of newness in every person whose life was engulfed with despicable doom,
Creativity is an ocean of tumultuously undulating waves; with each wave instantaneously reforming itself to unsurpassable proportions; after clashing against the conglomerate of treacherous rocks,
Creativity is the chapter of relentless procreation;
with each entity in the Universe giving birth to an unrelenting myriad of trendsetting forms,
Creativity is the flamboyant Sun which forever glows;
dissipating its festoon of grandiloquently exuberant rays to every dying room; which badly needed it,
Creativity is an echo which reverberates till eternity; tirelessly changing its pitch like the heart of a passionately robust lover,
Creativity is the pulse of uncertainty; a sound escalating higher than turbulent thunder and yet remaining unheard,
Creativity is an insurmountably tantalizing seductress; luring your entire countenance to realms beyond the point of no control,
Creativity is an arrow which doesn t kill; instead harnesses ebulliently animated traces of sacrosanct life; all the time,
Creativity is a road with incomprehensible number of bifurcations; with each path leading to the most beautiful gift called; Existence,
And most importantly Creativity is not exclusive; its there hidden in all of you; So c’mon lets start discovering it gorgeously priceless forms; infact the time is now ripe enough to START BEING CREATIVE .

NOT AT THE COST

I wanted to uninhibitedly laugh; but not at the cost of someone else’s precious tears,
I wanted to flirtatiously play; but not at the cost of someone else’s; sacred prayers,
I wanted to prolifically grow; but not at the cost of incarcerating someone in behind the ominously threatening prison bars,
I wanted to be exorbitantly rich; but not at the cost of someone else’s inevitable poverty,
I wanted to be fairer than the most grandiloquent blanket of white ice; but not at the cost of someone else’s despairing blackness,
I wanted to be an irrefutably worshipped king; but not at the cost of an someone maim on the streets,
I wanted to be a river which incessantly flowed; but not at the cost of a miserably devastated and bizarrely scorched desert,
I wanted to be an overwhelmingly learned saint; but not at the cost of someone disparagingly struggling;
who didn t even know how to use his thumb,
I wanted to the most powerful entity on this Universe;
but not at the cost of someone dwindling towards oblivion in unprecedented starvation,
I wanted to indefatigably travel in gorgeously golden aircrafts; but not at the cost of someone walking barefoot for infinite kilometers under the sweltering Sun; without a penny in his pocket,
I wanted to emanate the most stupendously ravishing of perfume ever conceived on this planet; but not at the cost of someone rotting like pulverized tomatoes in the treacherously sinister dungeon,
I wanted to be an avalanche of fabulously sweet sugar;
but not at the cost of acrimonious bitterness profusely encapsulating someone’s tongue,
I wanted to be the flamboyantly radiating Sun; but not at the cost of someone living in perpetually augmenting darkness,
I wanted to be the most seductively tantalizing dream ever fantasized about on this planet; but not at the cost of someone else’s horrific nightmare,
I wanted to be an everlasting wave; inexorably aiming for the absolute realms of mesmerizing sky; but not at the cost of someone’s despondently famished shores,
I wanted to be a rhapsodic mountain of poignantly tangy salt; but not at the cost of someone else’s abysmally raw wounds,
I wanted to be a hawk sighting the most infinitesimal of object even in the heart of the dead night; but not at the cost of someone else’s tyrannically traumatized blindness,
I wanted to the most passionate lover on this boundlessly unsurpassable globe; but not at the cost of someone else’s brutally broken heart,
And I wanted to live till times unfathomable beyond the shadows of existence; but not at the cost of someone else’s deliberately forceful death .

A WRITER IS NEVER UNEMPLOYED

A needle is never soft; pierces the elastic periphery of the bombastically inflated balloon with a thunderous bang,
A tree is never symmetrical; has branches of all dimensions and sizes dangling from its severely corrugated body,
A fire is never cold; sizzles the mockingly cold night with its festoon of hostile of rays,
An ice is never solid; metamorphoses itself at astounding speeds into a stream of cold water when caressed by the slightest of heat,
A rose is never stinking; inundates the barren and profoundly gloomy surrounding with the tantalizing aroma wafting unequivocally from its crimson body,
A bird is never walking for long miles on the ground;
leans overwhelmingly on its pair of flamboyant wings to impart it with that delectable flight,
A diamond is never dull; punctures the eyes of even the blind with its glitter and scintillating shine,
A mushroom is never clean; extrudes disdainfully from the jungle with tufts of incorrigible dirt; loose specks of worm and deplorable soil,
A demon is never sweet; devours millions of innocent in the swirl of its insatiable desire which never dies or subsides,
A potbellied tortoise is never fast; crawls painstakingly through the leafy meadows chewing grass;
while its counterparts execute several rounds of the finishing line,
A man eater leopard is never vegetarian; has an unrelenting zeal for flesh engulfing him every minute;
after once relishing the taste of human blood,
A frog is never beautiful; spending its entire life in boundlessly deep interiors of the sordid well; having its coat enveloped with garbage and obnoxious slime,
A scorpion is never innocuous; ardently awaiting to strike its venomous fangs any minute into impetuously innocent flesh wandering unsuspectingly,
A fired bullet is never harmless; as even though it might miss its intended target; it nevertheless ricochets against impeccable wildlife,
A Kangaroo is never slow; bounces several strides at a time; even while harboring clusters of immaculate babies in its bulging belly,
A cow is never unholy; generates new life in all those who consume its supremely sacrosanct and salubrious milk,
A heart is never silent while it lives; palpitates tumultuously inside the chest; increasing its pace to unsurpassable limits after sighting the love of its life,
A breath is never dry; besieges the atmosphere around with Herculean loads of compassionate fervor; triggers the body every minute to run and live,
A life is never disciplined; replete with ups and downs that encompass an entity unsparingly every second; irrespective of the color he possesses or the religion he believes in,
A mother is never cruel to her child; no matter how much the infant cries and kicks her incessantly with its feet,
And a writer is never unemployed; although he might not go to conventional office from 9 in the morning to an exact 10 in the night; yet the fantasies he evolved impregnated new hope and charm; in millions others who monotonously survived .

ENCHANTING PARADISE

Extracting out just a droplet from the boundless ocean; won’t make any difference at all to its swirling and vivacious persona,
Pulling out just a fragment of mud from the gargantuan body of the mountain; won’t make any difference at all to its marvelously towering summit,
Pilfering out just a million out of the entire Government treasury; won’t make any difference at all to its stupendously large demeanor,
Gulping down just a cube ice from the entire snow laden slope of the Himalayas; won’t make any difference at all to its mystically scintillating persona,
Evacuating out just a flower from the entire garden of captivating roses; won’t make any difference at all to its prolific growth and incredulously scented pride,
Plucking out just a pearl from the entire armory of oysters sprawled in incongruous heaps around; won’t make any difference to its bombastic shine and profound shimmer; illuminating the ghastly night,
Snatching just a morsel of salubrious vegetable from the entire kitchen stashed abundantly with ravishing food; won’t make any difference to its robust complexion and glowing health,
Tearing just a page out of the mammoth Bible; won’t make any difference to its sacrosanct visage; the countless volumes of sacred verse epitomizing humanity embedded within,
Barging into just one room out of the infinite dwellings standing tall on the surface of this earth;
won’t make any difference at all to living space; the unsurpassable amount of abode’s available for human existence,
Grabbing just an hour from the entire day; won’t make any difference at all to the glory of time; the innumerable hours and minutes that it was bifurcated into,
Acquiring just a parchment of dictionary out of the unprecedented large collection of books; won’t make any difference at all to the unending and spiraling heap of literature; the billions of sagacious pages intricately trapped inside,
Capturing just a diminutive flame out of the entire conflagration of simmering twigs; won’t make any difference at all to the visage of blistering fire;
the poignant fumes of euphoria it emanated all throughout the night,
Hoisting just an inconspicuous knife out of the entire battlefield strewn with supremely glistening swords;
won’t make any difference at all to the spirit of daunting belligerence; the essence of bravado lingering predominantly all around,
Cutting just a serrated leaf out of the entire jungle embodied with gigantic strands of foliage; won’t make any difference at all to the wilderness; the mesmerizing outgrowths extruding from every corner,
Occupying just a fraction of the entire cosmic space;
won’t make any difference at all to the countenance of the Royal Sun; the blanket of resplendent stars studded marvelously in every part of the sky,
Pouncing on just a moment of happiness out of the entire laughter in this world; won’t make any difference at all to the virtue of smile; the mystical and enigmatic charm enveloping it since times immemorial,
Ripping apart just a flimsy chunk of cloth from the entire showroom overwhelmed with gaudy clothing; won’t make any difference at all to the plethora of fluffy cotton wool cascading from all sides,
Capturing a single ray of the blazing Sun God; won t make any difference at all to its omnipotent aura; the tenacity with which it fumigated every nook and cranny of this earth,
And possessing just a single heart out of this entire Universe; loving just one girl out of the unlimited that existed on this planet; won’t make any difference at all to the fervor of romance; the immortal strength it inculcated in one and all,
However even if these tiny and inconspicuous little things didn t make the slightest of impact on any of the animate world; they were definitely enough to metamorphose my life from one of gloom and constant despair; to ENCHANTING PARADISE .

ARTISTS ARE NOT TAUGHT; THEY ARE BORN

The bird didn t need to be taught how to catch fish;
its astounding ability to dive; its lanky beak and the hunger in its dainty stomach; were simply enough fodder to propel it to dip down; capsize the robust meat in its mouth,
The dog didn t need to be taught how to wag its tail;
its overwhelming urge to welcome its master; the angular silhouette of its body; was simply enough for it to move the stump of fur protruding from its back,
The clouds didn t need to be taught how to rain; the conglomerate of ominous black coalesced in harmony;
the fury fulminating inside; was simply enough fuel to perpetuate themselves into gigantic droplets of crystal water,
The cow didn t need to be taught how to feed her calf;
the river of milk oozing from her teats; her famished child nestling close to her body; was simply enough for her to satisfy her baby,
The rose didn t need to be taught how to give scent;
the coalition of redolent red petals embodied in its visage; the scores of humming bees kissing its stalk;
were simply enough for it to blossom and emanate its blissful fragrance,
The child didn t need to be taught how to walk; the unrelenting urge in him to reach his mother; an uncanny desire burning within him to explore the outside world; was simply enough to rise him on his feet; gallop with long strides and run,
The fish didn t need to be taught how to swim; having seen nothing but water since their birth; swirling waves of the sea as their perennial companion; was simply enough for them to slither their delectable bodies and mystically weave their way forward,
The Lion didn t need to be taught how to hunt; the inexorable gluttony of his stomach; a blood curling desire incarcerated in his flamboyant eyes; was simply enough to make him thunderously growl; run at lightening speeds towards the throat of its prey,
The spider didn t need to be taught how to spin her web; the sea of slimy juice extruding from her tentacles; a furtive desire to be shielded from the acrimonious Sun and the world; were simply enough for it to clamber up the ceiling and spin its home within seconds,
The cat didn t need to be taught how to catch mice;
its clusters of hostile needle teeth; the sense of uncanny adventure lingering profoundly in its hazel eyes; were simply enough for it to pounce on the diminutive rat and rip it apart into soft balls of meat,
The skin didn t need to be taught how to sweat;
sweltering rays of the dazzling Sun; an overwhelmingly hard day of work without sitting even a minute on the ground; was simply enough for it to evolve rivers replete with golden perspiration,
The peacock didn t need to be taught how to dance;
incessant showers of water cascading in torrents from the sky; an ambience completely enveloped by voluptuous enchantment; was simply enough for it to spread its wings to a full plumage and sway,
The beggar didn t need to be taught how to beg;
insatiable pangs of hunger imploding more fierce than a volcano in his stomach; every iota of blood virtually evaporating from his veins; was simply enough to make him open his mouth incoherently and wail for alms,
The scorpion didn t need to be taught how to sting;
having spent its entire life besieged with ghastly reptile and ominous wildlife; a splendidly curved tail inundated supremely with lethal poison; was simply enough for it to spread its face into a sneering grin and venomously strike the sleeping rabbit,
The donkey didn t need to be taught how to kick;
gruesome loads of sand laden on its tender body; with almost every entity transgressing it making it a point to ridicule it to ultimate limits; was simply enough for it to swish its tail and feet in raw indignation,
The lizard didn t need to be taught how to gobble insects; its enormously slender tongue; the incredulous ability in its fleet footed legs to climb on any wall; was simply enough for it to furtively approach its prey from behind; devour it in a fraction of a second; before the poor worm even new it was born,
The pair of Man and Woman didn t need to be taught how to procreate their progeny; the inexorable whirlpool of desire circulating rampantly in their bodies; the glimmer of invincible hope floating in their eyes to have somebody resembling themselves in entirety; was simply enough for them to blend in the aisles of passionate love and give birth to their offspring,
The Omniscient Creator didn t need to be taught how to govern this earth; his omnipresent presence throbbing loudly in every heart; the supernatural power he possessed of creating more than a million for every soul lost; was simply enough for him to sit on the throne of this planet; and rule it as the ultimate king for times immemorial,
And an artist didn t need to be taught how to paint;
draw; write; sing; dance; etc .; the indefatigable reservoir of innovation multiplying every instant in the corridors of his brain; the unsurpassable euphoria he experienced in creating marvels out of abstract forms; was simply enough for him to lift the pen;
assimilate the entire world in just a piece of naked paper; make the whole Universe of his dreams actually come alive in just a single line; he enigmatically uttered .

AUDACIOUSLY DARE

Only he who knows how to adeptly rebuild the castle perfectly; blending cement; concrete and glass in commensurate proportions; can audaciously dare trample over and break it,
Only he who knows how to dexterously re-stitch the exquisite fabric; weave majestic cloth out of bland tufts of cotton; can audaciously dare to tear it,
Only he who knows how to expertly remold the intricately enigmatic jigsaw puzzle; can audaciously dare to dismantle it,
Only he who knows how to prolifically write infinite numbers of pages; inundate barren fragments of paper with multiple alphabets within seconds; can audaciously dare to rip it apart and dispose it,
Only he who knows how to enchantingly sing; capturing the entire Universe with his mesmerizing voice; can audaciously dare to stop all conversation; stop each voice from flowing,
Only he who knows how to run; conquer invincible summits of the mountain taking boundless strides at a time; can audaciously dare to sleep when the entire world around him slogged and worked,
Only he who knows how to adroitly mend the car brakes;
blend them back to perfection within split seconds of time; can audaciously dare to snap them,
Only he who knows how to voraciously swim; wade his way across the most stormy waters and ferociously swirling sea; can audaciously dare to sink to its rock bottom,
Only he who knows how to appreciate even the most minuscule of beauty hovering around in the cosmos; had the incomprehensible power to envisage and perceive the most tantalizing sights that ever existed on this earth close eyed; can audaciously dare to pierce his eyes and go pathetically blind,
Only he who knows how to clean the entire room;
annihilate even the most infinitesimal trace of dirt adhering to the walls; can audaciously dare to dirty it,
Only he who knows how to make strangers laugh within seconds; foment them to thunderously chortle at even the smallest joke of his; can audaciously dare to make them cry,
Only he who knows how to stare unrelentingly looking into the heart of the fiery Sun; profoundly admiring its poignant tenacity; can audaciously dare to blink without control,
Only he who knows how to attract any female towards him without the slightest of effort; foment her to love him by merely looking into her eyes; can audaciously dare to betray her,
Only he who knows how to grow countless number of trees; producing tons of salubrious grains round the year from the field mingling raw seeds in robust soil;
can audaciously dare to chop one with the axe,
Only he who knows how to meditate incessantly;
profusely concentrating on the deity of sacrosanct God; communicating with him whenever he wanted to; can audaciously dare to shout with the satanic devil;
every hour after the onset of midnight,
Only he who knows how to convince every entity with the eloquent power of his speech; propagate the message of unfathomable truth and peace ubiquitously all around the Globe; can audaciously dare to speak a string of blatant lies,
Only he who knows how to miraculously heal the body of the most inexplicable of ailment; grant reprieve to the miserably afflicted by the mere caress of his Omnipotent palms; can audaciously dare of poisoning it,
Only he who knows how to recreate the entire planet;
by merely opening diminutive portions of his Omniscient mouth; can audaciously dare of completely destroying it,
And only he who knows how to impart new life;
procreate millions by the Omnipresent power engulfing his visage; can audaciously dare of abruptly ending it entirely and snatching it .

DIFFERENT DESTINIES

The color of his eyes was exactly the same as mine;
tawny brown fluttering mischievously towards the majestic Moon,
The strength in his arms was exactly the same as in mine; Herculean muscle bulging prominently from beneath ruffled cloth,
The number of teeth in his mouth were exactly the same as mine; with the hideous assembly of molars and canines ready to masticate food within split seconds of time,
The scent of his perspiration was exactly the same as mine; tantalizingly obnoxious under austerely acerbic rays of the Sun,
The shape of his nose was exactly the same as mine;
protruding like a pecking falcon straight as an arrow towards the ceiling,
The height which he possessed was exactly the same as mine; having to slouch a trifle as much as I did; when he tried to enter the nocturnal bedroom,
The weight he had on his visage was exactly the same as mine; blessed with an insatiable urge to gobble the same food items as I did with stupendous taste and relish,
The shades of his hair were exactly the same as mine;
streaks of pugnacious red nictitating somberly with the dainty draughts of wind; captivating the attention of every damsel wandering in town,
The periphery of his lips was exactly the same as mine; voluptuously luscious pink; emanating the same spurts of raunchy laughter as I did,
The armory of his eyelashes were exactly the same as mine; drooping down to the same angle; flirtatiously winking at every maiden; as much as mine did,
The cadence in his voice was exactly the same as mine;
delectably rising and falling with every word that he uttered; every song that he melodiously sang,
The size of his shoe was exactly the same as mine;
occupying the same diminutive amount of space on earth; as much as mine did,
The alignment of his backbone was exactly the same as mine; experiencing the same agony as I did after a tumultuously onerous days work; running like a bull to the masters commands,
The clothes that he wore were exactly the same as mine; with his overwhelming fancy of adorning sleazy silver chains; bizarrely tattooing his chest; as much as mine,
The number of hair that grew on his body were exactly the same as mine; with a slightly more density on the back of the palm than on the entire skeleton,
The speed at which blood gushed through his veins was exactly the same as mine; generating the same euphoria and exultation; as mine did every midnight,
The habits which he executed were exactly the same as mine; with his penchant for staring relentlessly into azure bits of sky; as poignant as mine,
Even the texture of his palm were exactly the same as mine; with innumerable bifurcations and handsome forks replicating my hand in astonishing similarity,
Infact we were born the same second on this earth as identical twins; with 99% of the people having difficulties recognizing us scattered in the crowd,
And yet today he was the President who ruled the entire nation on his fingertips; while I was an abysmally impoverished beggar screaming discordantly on the shivering streets for alms; because of the simple reason that we were similar to each other in every respect from big head to tiny toe; but inevitably had DIFFERENT DESTINIES .

KEEP ME SATISFIED

If you starved me to unprecedented limits; then I would inadvertently attempt to pilfer morsels of food from my neighbor’s plate,
If you kept scorched me beyond the point of no control; then I would poke out my tongue unknowingly in the mayor’s tap; which was leaking water,
If you created me as black as charcoal; with disdainful boils of infection creeping on every inch of my skin; then I would stretch my palms ominously;
in an attempt to snatch fair flesh from the princess,
If you made me squint eyed; then I would stare unrelentingly at all plebeians passing; with fantasies revolving rampantly in my mind to grab their eyes,
If you threw me on the street naked in the freezing cold; then I would run helter-skelter in desperation to steal every business tycoon’s clothes,
If you crippled me in an accident; rendering me to spend the remainder of my life on a dilapidated wheelchair; then I would greedily slaver in my tongue;
the instants I saw robust complexioned legs marching towards victory,
If you caused me to stammer; stuttering at virtually every word that diffused from my mouth; then I would be engulfed by hideous thoughts of switching my tongue with a professional singer; all day,
If you made me stone deaf; with the most tumultuous of volcano’s failing to make any impact on my sleep; then I would try and hamper every single individual from opening his mouth,
If you made me mentally retarded; with my brain not even being able to distinguish between a dog and a man; then I would pelt stones at every car I encountered; smashing the windshield glass into infinite pieces,
If you forced me to sleep on a bed of hostile thorns;
then I would stealthily enter the King’s palace; to take away his golden pillow,
If you made me walk barefoot on a road strewn with abhorrent filth and dirt; then I would steal every shoe loitering aimlessly outside the temple; to protect my bleeding toes,
If you inundated my nose with a fetid stench of blood the entire day; then I would ruthlessly chop every rose from the soil; to appease my senses with its enamoring scent,
If you deprived me of education; leaving me to bear the taunts of the acrimonious society; then I would resort to illegitimate means of earning money; simply to show the world that they were wrong; silencing their mouths forever,
If you orphaned me in my childhood; never giving me the comfort of nestling in my mothers arms; then I would become a prey to bad habits; with nobody to prudently guide me and illuminate the path of my life,
If you didn t give me space to dig the grave of my cherished ones; then I would extricate the coffin of the pretentious priest; to bury my uncle instead,
If you didn t let me consolidate a single of my dreams; then I would philander without any purpose;
simply being a nuisance to the society,
If you didn t give me a right to live; blissfully exist on this earth lost in the world of my passionate fantasy; then I would fight valiantly for my existence; to enjoy the source of my moist breath trickle down my nostrils,
If you uncouthly snatched away my beloved from my life; leaving me deserted with lifeless tears of blood dribbling down my cheek; then I would go mentally insane; perhaps assassinate everyone whom I came in proximity; before meeting my own end,
Therefore O! lord; this is my humble plea to you; for today and for several more years of my life to unveil;
bless me with whatever I want so that I can lead life helping other humans; or let me instead pray to you to, “KEEP ME SATISFIED” .

YOU WERE MY ONLY HUMAN

The whole world is a swirling ocean; while you were my comforting shore,
The whole world is the hostile island of sun; while you were my brilliant rays,
The whole world is an uncivilized jungle; while you were my majestically roaring lion,
The whole world is a treacherous mountain; while you were my towering peak,
The whole world is a colossal patch of barren sky; while you were my rain bearing cloud,
The whole world is a pugnacious battlefield; while you were my cherished victory,
The whole world is a garden with wild weeds; while you were my perennialy blossoming rose,
The whole world is a rampantly spread beehive; while you were my delectable and sweet nectar,
The whole world is gargantuan ship; while you were my valiant captain,
The whole world is a lifeless body on the verge of dying; while you were my precious and passionate breath,
The whole world is volumes of books embedded with boring literature;
while you were the line that evolved my creativity,
The whole world is an enigmatic puzzle; while you were my 100%
solution,
The whole world is a river of gloomy tears; while you were my everlasting smile,
The whole world is perpetually blind; while you were my mesmerizing vision,
The whole world is a violent abuse; while you were my stupendously enchanting song,
The whole world is an arid desert; while you were my sweet spring of bubbling water,
The whole world is licentious desire; while you were my sacrosanct mosque,
The whole world is crisp notes of pretentious currency; while you were my checkbook,
The whole world is a cannibalistic vulture; while you were my royal and princely feather,
The whole world is a stubborn lock; while you were my dainty and intricate key,
The whole world is a devastating infection; while you were my immortal source of potent medication,
And the whole world is a blood sucking leech; while you were my only human .

THE MIDAS TOUCH

WHEN I WANT IT the most, I feel the most deprived.

When I like it the most, It just fades into oblivion.

When I feel it the most, It stabs me like thousand burnt needles.

When I dig deep for treasure, It buries itself to unsurpassable heights.

When I stare into space, It shoots missiles of polluted dust.

When I eat scarlet apple pies, They turn into pieces of hard stone.

When I drive my dream Mitsubishi, The twin rubber brakes snap into two.

When I sit on a racehorse, It kicks like a donkey kissed with cigarette but.

When I plunge into still water, An outburst of icy waves drown me down.

When I climb seemingly harmless barbed wire, It spits electric sparks of bare current.

When I flex my voice for impression, It blurts out discordant notes of music.

When I sip volumes of frosty milk, It turns to fermented yellow sour cream.

When I run with the wind, Showers of rain and chill, come pouring down.

When I kneel down on the satiny mattress, Fluffs of cotton leak out in frenzy.

When I hand glide into deep valleys, A barricade of sharp rock, causes me to nose dive.

When I sail in a luxury liner, Water floods into cabin compartments.

When I try gesticulating for help, My hands get trapped with spasmodic paralysis.

And when finally I feel like sobbing hysterically, Arrays of tear ducts get blocked.

That s what I call folks, The one and only my kind of Midas Touch .

BIRD’S EYE VIEW
PURE BLOOD CIRCULATING froze midway in my veins,
My heart throbbed 10 beats faster,
Dormant regions of ecstasy catapulted to dizzy
heights,
And I moaned rhythmically in sheer disbelief.

Palatial mansions appeared as jewelry boxes,
stone towers I sighted as lead tipped pencil,
steel bridges with tied rope looked as tapered candy,
the golden clock building resembled toy watches kept
on showroom mantelpiece,
a string of snow clad mountains looked like inverted
coffee mugs coated with
crushed sugar,
the mighty blue ocean was visible as a tiny patch of
pond water,
silver sands of the desert were projected as a few
acres of unploughed farm
land,
broad streets of the city struck my view as a bunch of
crisscrossed
matchsticks,
sprawling kilometers of lush green grass was what I
could describe as a tiny
patch of kitchen garden,
gigantic tall pine trees duplicated podded plants with
fresh shoot of leaves,
slender nosed cars replicated prototype models kept
open for sale,
infinitely elongated stretches of cable wire resembled
thin strands of human
hair,
colossal mass of thunder clouds was stunningly close,
the fire ball of sun seemed a few feet above my head,
passing jet crafts whizzed past at arm lengths from my
body,
As I stared down in dumbfounded delight, open mouthed
consternation,
from the hundredth floor of the Empire
State Building.

BOMB BLAST

THE KIDS SOMERSAULTED on the carpet green grass,
digging holes in fresh mud with plastic spade,
Whirling flying saucers that went whizzing past the
blueberry tree,
Yelling at full capacity of lung whilst playing games
of red Indian.
The housewife bustled through interiors of the
kitchen,
Singing favorite notes of Egyptian music,
Chopping pieces of meat with immaculate ease,
Dispatching rotten eggs to safe enclosures of the
dustbin,
Preparing appetizing meals of corn with slices of cold
meat.
He had reason to be a proud man,
Years of strife before he climbed the ladders of
success,
Now bestowed with a blissful little family,
He paced through corridors of the large balcony with
the newly born child in his
arms.

All seemed to be going well,
He seemed to have struck a balance between work and
perennial fortune,
Before he attended the shrill ringing of the punch
button telephone,
A hoarse voice croaked, then burst into guffaws of
laughter,
Informing him of death fast approaching,
As several bombs were activated in the red sedan,
Which now sped out of the driveway, carrying his twin
children and wife.
He ran like never before, screamed at the top of his
nerve wrecked voice,
Tall legs transporting him outside in flash seconds of
time,
But for once destiny had played a cruel joke,
There occurred an earth shattering explosion,
Amber balls of fire emanated with smoke,
Pieces of car seat plummeted high in the sky,
The car spun several revolutions before settling on
the ground,
He ran to the scene with premature tears welling up
his eyes,
To witness the carcass of his family,
Triggered by the brutally inhuman Bomb blast .

BEAUTY IN PURE CANDLELIGHT

A HARD BLACK thread projected few inches,
from the slender body of green complexioned wax,
standing tall and handsome in hollow cavities of
curved metal,
firmly riveted to base in a pool of solidified liquid,
swaying mildly in the stormy wind,
blowing with full tenacity from the partially opened
window crack,
oozing molten tears every passing second,
as amber flames licked its soft periphery,
diminishing in stature as time zipped in the wall
clock,
beautifying the murky dull persona of the winter
night,
providing paltry amounts of warm waves,
reinforcing frozen pores of skin with temperate heat,
the black wick thread now burnt in full light,
flooding the pitch dark room with galleries of pure
candlelight.

I loved her as much as I feared to die,
she was all that life could ever offer me,
her laugh was as fresh as the new petals blossoming at
dawn,
her body sparkled as the dewdrops born from the
sweating grass,
Alas! she was no more inhabiting this room,
a tragic accident had snatched her far away from
realms of this earth,
her enchanting whispers still flooded my eardrum,
I could envisage her fascinating smile all day,
her petite footsteps echoed in my dreams,
she now existed purely in my memories,
and looked more blissful than ever in the glowing
flames of my light green candle stick.

PEACEFUL FRIEND

A DOG IS an animal of peace and love, He is adolescent and tough.

He has his ears cocked high up in the air, His feet are locked in mystery’s grace, He disappears around without a trace.

His indignant eyeballs are lovely brown, Which depict the splendor of his hometown.

His body is well muscled, his cheeks jutting out, as he prepares himself for the final bout.

His silky whiskers are well pruned and sturdy, They can withstand the inevitable heat of summer, They get geared up for a lot to come.

He has teeth as sharp as a mouse, He has this uncanny ability to find himself a fulfilling spouse.

He has his tail endowed to him by nature, Which shakes and wags vociferously at instant of joy, But shrinks in fear at sights of a wicked boy.

His square and robust head ultimates to express itself, His stomach hungry to human grace.

THE OBLIVIOUS DESERT

THE BROWN CRUSTY surface of the desert soil,

Can always be ploughed by hard turmoil.

There is an outburst of an hurricane,

That invades the privacy of the old dame.

The sky is clouded with thick dark clouds,

Pelting drops of thunder rain cover the ground.

The farmer works, the bull cries loud,

For all they want is a rain yielding cloud.

The desert’s shrub though green in color,

Will attract scores of rain yet to come,

For mere fulfillment of the empty drum.

THE UNITED FAMILY

WATER LEVELS HAD dramatically receded,

The liquid had ceased to a mere trickle ceasing to flow,

The blistering sun staring like a devil upon the placid stream,

Truncating the persona of the jungle river to rivulets containing paltry water.

A crow hovering at low levels in the sky had a brilliant brainwave,

He released a cluster of tiny pebbles from his drooping beak,

Was instantly gratified at the inconsequential increase in the level of water.

The fur coated squirrel collected raw biscuit and nuts,

Fed the same in the river; noting it swell by meager fractions.

The serrated skin alligator; accumulated massive slabs of stone in its jaw,

Deposited them diligently blending with the earlier debris coagulated inside.

The wild striped zebra carried quantum loads of sand on its back,

Lowered the same in sparse assemblage of water slithering on the earth.

The long nosed elephant stashed a plethora of twigs and rustic foliage in its trunk,

Unleashing them in the river; witnessing its waters rise stealthily.

The century old tortoise bore thin crumbs of bread on its back,

Tossing its frugal contribution with all its might into the growing territory of water.

The animals selflessly sacrificed their proud possessions,

With even the red ants, spiders, and snakes devoting their perpetual best.

And aftermath’s of the sweat they shed were simply stupendous,

The stingy persona of river now displayed a fresh look,

Barren regions of land were inundated with surplus water,

The level of liquid was far more than at the threadbare beginning,

There was also an obstreperous chorus of voices which flooded the air,

Emanating from the throats of animals; now bathing in their self made river as a united family.

FANTASY MEAL

FLESHY PULP OF juicy melon,
fresh green skin of elongated banana,
scarlet red complexion of sweet apple,
hard olive skull of coastal coconut,
oblong globules of violet grape fruit,
sliced chunks of peeled orange,
tetra walled legs of salted cucumber,
chopped pieces of marinated garlic,
reddish brown roots of unripened radish,
roasted body of sweet potato,
thick curry of churned tomato,
tender beanstalks of ladies finger,
pungent seedlings of green chili,
appetizing kernels of rusty walnut,
darkish yellow insides of hybrid mango,
cascading protein yolk from egg shell,
hollow ringed circles of sliced pineapple,
purplish bulge of heart shaped brinjal,
jointed sticks of sugarcane fiber,
miniscule pieces of chopped lemon,
an exact kilogram of green peas,
abundant supply of crimson plums,
all this blended with molten sugar,
with macro toppings of cheddar cheese,
stirred vigorously to edible proportions,
with wooden battens coated with mustard incense,
served royally on ornamental steel,
creating ravishing sensations in salivary buds,
eaten with a shining silver spoon,
remains the most fantasized meal,
for decades and times immemorial .

FISHING IN MOONLIT JUNGLE

WILD BERRIES FELL down from the peach tree,
wide spanned eagles glided harmlessly across the moon,
menacing owl eyes stared fiendishly downward,
bushy squirrels clambered the rock with bustling
fervor,
olive green grasshoppers swished their tentacles,
stinging red ants dug small burrows in wet mud,
colored magpie birds sang a perfect sonnet,
lethal alligators swam clumsily through the
neighboring water,
sly foxes galloped at rollicking speeds,
the princely lion lurked stealthily in search of rich
prey,
huge brown spiders spun their webs in animation,
century old tortoise trampled the outgrowths with its
newly born offspring,
mega sized mouse families ran past dungeons buried
deep in the ground.

I perched myself on the slippery mud bank of the
jungle river,
Levering long fishing rods in the tranquil water,
Scooping out frequently, a cluster of small sized
fish,
As the stars glittered in the open blue sky,
Crystal ball of the moon luminated large above my
head,
Rudimentary scent of earth tickled my nostril,
Mesmerizing tunes of the peacock drifted in hollow
eardrum,
The stillness of water pierced unexplored zones in my
heart,
I then lit a crackling fire of quality wood and dead
leaf,
Roasted the silver fish in amber flames leaping high,
Slept like an innocent angel all summer night,
Relishing tender bones of my personally prepared
appetizing fish .

Tell me why

TELL ME WHY do we sneeze saliva,

Walk fast when young with life?

Tell me why do we ooze scarlet blood, Laugh inevitably when tickled with hand?

Tell me why do we desire mineral water, Shiver with goose bumps in bitter winter cold?

Tell why does tongue oscillate in mouth chamber, Pools of desperation get formed in the bones?

Tell me why is hair black, lips luscious red, People round the world crazy for dollar note?

Tell me why are grass blades parrot green, Cloud mass hindered by skyscrapers in street?

Tell me why is bread coated with peanut butter, Cow slaughtered in abattoirs for beef?

Tell me why do rich sip black cocktail drink, Unclothed urchins breathe in dilapidated garbage?

Tell me why are curved shells on sand beaches, Innocent heads get beheaded in car crash?

Tell me why do we perceive stabs of pain, Fall deep in sleep at the onset of night?

Tell me why do we transit from youth to old, Collapse in a heap when hungry for food?

Tell me why does heart throb fast, There is a purpose in life when we love?

Tell me why did god create man, Only to snatch him away from realms of earth?

TRULY PROFESSIONAL

THERE LAY A gigantic boulder sprawled in the middle of the street, draped with an abraded finish of sparkling steel gray, punctured at infinite spots of its body with a host of serration’s, left solitary on the road without traces of established identity.

A carpenter passing by thought of chiseling it to fine pieces, with incessant strokes of his tapered hostile saw.

The gardener mused on embossing it with wild cactus, entangling it with a plethora of thorny shrub and brilliant rose.

The sharp witted pilot envisaged its appearance with wings, applauded himself for figuring out the supreme innovation.

The watchmaker felt like studding it with a jugglery of slender needle, reinforcing its base with innocuous amounts of clockwork machinery.

The palmist had an impulse of engraving it with fine lines, reading aloud chivalrously the waves of destiny hovering around its persona.

The chef of the hotel had a strong stare at it, decided to lambaste it into dainty slices of fresh salad.

The archaeologist seemed to be reeling in waves of euphoric delight, commenced to jot down notes regarding the very source of its existence.

The police on the street viewed it with gruesome disdain, as it obliterated their visions of the flowing traffic.

Groups of lovers paid handsome tributes, assuming it to be an sacrificial altar, inscribing their names with white sticks of chalk, red blood, sketching their hearts with slanting arrows ripping through the core.

The writers pen filled sheets of virgin paper with innumerable lines, portraying the glory of the inanimate object to all.

The most professional of them all was a hungrily starved beggar, he didn’t waste a minute pondering on the stone, instead constructed his dwelling on the island of amalgamated rock, slept all night in unperturbed tranquil, within the rustic interiors of his rock stone house.

A TRIBUTE TO THE HOME SOIL

THERE WAS HEAVY consternation in the atmosphere,

we hadn’t slept all ruthless night,

the floor marble was biting cold with accumulation of winter dew,

roof plaster was on the point of immediate collapse,

there was an obnoxious stench of vegetable food, the wall had several crevices,

in which resided venomous snake,

dark waters lurked in colossal interiors of adjacent well,

the birds had forgotten to chirp their mystical rhyme,

trapped we were in domains of solitude,

in slipshod ambience of primitive hut, hands tied in rusty iron shackles,

feet wound tight in brutal cold chain metal,

mouths stuffed with fluffs of unprocessed cotton,

tears rolling down our mud painted cheek,

highlighting streaks of fair skin,

within wax coated molecules of dirt.

water seemed a remote possibility,

with meager loafs of bread offered at dispersed intervals of time,

the enemy camp made us prisoner,

held us captive for massacring their men,

with our body fortresses,

in which flowed blood of true patriotism,

there was no Sunshine filtering through,

our bodies lay limp,

gasps for breath had receded down,

we knew we were on the verge of extinction,

as we saluted the flag in unison,

took a pinch of soil in clasped hands,

left for long journeys to heaven, drowned in the fragrance of our home soil .

ENTERING THE NEW MILLENNIUM

HIGH PULSATING MUSIC in country discotheque,

youngsters moving to vibrant beats of sound,

streets decorated with piercing sodium light,

shops flooded with surplus discounts, array of cars crowding main streets,

rough shod bikes vomiting clouds of smoke,

mega sized parachutes sailing in sky,

televisions displaying a host of programs,

government firms closed for the day,

cable cars conveying loads of passengers,

to freezing precipices of snow clad alps,

bottled champagne flowing in garden parties,

explosive dynamite burnt on streets,

producing cascade of descending fireworks,

cinemas screening titanic full to capacity,

animals released from personal bondage,

scintillating ship cruise of pacific ocean,

incessant ringing of church bells,

athletic sprints in all world existing,

uniformed police having a nightmarish time,

high rise structures a festival of lights,

giant clock towers flashing left over time,

breathless crowds visualizing freedom, f

from countless sins of past century,

with all existing youth on bustling streets,

and the old glued to coverage to be telecast live,

billions anticipated the change of century,

the first sun rays of the brand new millenium .

HUMAN EMOTIONS

I SWOONED, COLLAPSING on the ground like a pack of plastic cards, after viewing ghastly images of Dracula on the silver screen.

I burst into fits of laughter, somersaulted wildly with my intestines aching, as the talented comedian coated his face with slimy egg yolk.

I sobbed in unrelenting hysteria when one of kin left for heavenly abode, envisaged the dismal life to be led, bereft of his captivating presence.

I contorted my face in creases of unbearable agony, as an army of red ant stung supple arenas of my skin.

I danced tenaciously with mounting spurts of exuberance, after clearing rigorous impediments of the final examination.

I uttered syllables at unprecedented speeds, with my tongue swishing against dark cavities of teeth, when quizzed by the police for my catalogue of misdeeds.

I rapidly exhaled trapped air in my lungs, as I clambered up the terrain in a bid to reach the ultimate pinnacle.

I blushed an austere amount of scarlet crimson, when caught red handed stealing warm blood apples from the tree.

I riveted my gaze towards amber streaks of the distant horizon, stared in mute silence as the sun finally sank behind towering peaks of the mountain.

I slept in a tranquil bliss spinning romantic webs in dreamy sedation, after assiduous amounts of labor executed in the steaming sun.

I felt relieved of Herculean strings laden with tension, after gliding through Luke warm waters of the sparkling pool.

I felt uncensored avenues of my heart throb at rollicking pace, as the person i desired waded slowly past my groping vision.

I felt thoroughly gratified with existing vagaries of life, if I was fed with abundant morsels of food in the day, impregnated with gallons of mineral water divested of bacteria, given a mattress of pure spongy grass to sleep, admiring the exotic pattern of stars all throughout the vigils of sultry night .

I PICTURED MY ANCESTOR

I PICTURED MY ancestor draped in long flannel cloth,
with thick rimmed glasses caressing his nose,
sturdy stick with curved knight handle leaning across
his leg,
a pair of compact denture riveted to his jaw,
historical time piece wound loose on his wrist,
plain soles of rich canvas adorning his feet,
partial stubs of grizzly beard gaining thorough
prominence,
angularly crafted slender nose breeding amidst steel
Grey eyes,
a bunch of faded parchment stashed in his waist coat
pocket,
silken fingers with tiny nail, bereft of shining
jewels,
short neck embedded well within shoulder sockets,
a charismatic glow captivating millions of youth in
its reflection.

I pictured him sweating like a bull in his days of
strength,
pedaling through remote corners of the town,
wrestling with pure professionals in the boxing ring,
earning life bestowing fodder for his army of
children,
swimming past stormy channels of overwhelming
hardship,
he had lived all life like an unconquered dictator,
never yielding an inch from territories of
righteousness,
blaming none other than himself for his balance of
misdeed,
with the feather tipped pen lying close to his heart,
and his rocking chair swaying violently still decades
after,
he left for his heavenly abode;

O! yes I had a proud premonitions of whom I was a
descendant,
as I tried even harder to picture my ancestor .

BATTING PRODIGY

HE HAS MORE centuries than his age,
more international runs than one could imagine,
can execute every definable shot to perfection,
with the straight drive being his favorite,
has hawk eyes sighting 3 ounce leather,
in daylight, and flickering rays of light pole,
dispatching it with utmost ease and brute power,
to deep corners of mammoth sized grounds.
has broken records of all denomination,
prefers to carry the heaviest willow,
pads, gloves, starched white flannels, crash helmet the
only make up,
along with spiked shoes, flexible wrist band,
hoisting rising balls for long journeys over jute
ropes,
belting terror pace to metal signboards of the fence,
taking evasive action against tantalizing spin magic,
smothering opposition anger with solid batting
prowess,
darting like a race car between wickets,
covering the 22 yard pitch with panting breath,
carrying tons of courage and unrelenting desire to
succeed,
with an everlasting hunger for runs,
and an insatiable desire to succeed on all tracks,
in chilly cold, and pelting rain,
walking to a thunderous applause in every nation,
endorsing advertisements like a film star,
bearing a thick shock of curly hair,
gifted short stature and brain,
demonstrating sheer class of a sport warrior,
felicitated revolving trophies of ultimate prestige,
hailing from a literary family of Bombay,
compared to legendary Sir Donald,
an absolute nightmare for opposition bowlers,
a devastating hurricane when at his best,
a person of humble simplicity,
a true stalwart of Indian soil,
with millions of fan following his on field fortunes,
all ways taking guard on the third stump,
is Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.

STAGES OF A DAY

YOGIC EXERCISE WITH heavy breathing,
drenching of self with tepid water,
chanting of prayers in murky light,
complete visualization of tasks performed,
cup of frosty scalding tea at dawn,
sizzling breakfast at peak of sunrise,
a glass of crushed carrot juice,
with few milligrams of vitamin extract,
followed by a game of long tennis in evergreen lawns,
fast rides in bullet proof sports car,
zipping across snowy landscapes at inches from ground,
few hours of concentrated work at office,
pure vegetable meal at noontime,
packed warm in hi tech aluminum foil,
succeeded by perpetual sound doze,
on cushioned chair overlooking a stream,
attentive discourse evening sessions,
equally speedy return to place of dwelling,
a game of chess with multi-chipped computer,
wiping of sweat with moist cologne tissue,
a ravishing night meal of mixed steak and red wine,
few hours watching television,
followed by rigorous walk in lush green grass,
accompanied by solving crossword puzzles,
and a thunderous collapse on the foam mattress,
with all energy converted to loud snores,
is how I would like to live a single day.

MIRACLE WARMTH

VORACIOUS WINDS CAUSED waves to crash against the
mighty rock,
deafening sounds emanated as boulders tumbled down the
mountain,
cacophonic tunes echoed as fat fingers compressed horn
socket,
golden sunlight prompted sapphire stones to radiate
light,
switchblade knife ripped through rich balls of
cushioned foam,
electric grinders churned fruit pulp to sweetened
juice,
rubber beds sunk deep as i collapsed for the night,
dry laden air had coats of moisture as light showers
cascaded down,
white puffs of clouds surged forward,
with momentum imparted by passing aircraft.
peacock feathers went majestically berserk,
as signs of thunder skyrocketed in the cosmos.
humming bees buzzed with feverish activity,
oozed honey from catacombed pores of their body.
lush green grass blades cropped at barren regions of
landscape,
after mere sprinkling of dried goat manure.
stream velocity rose with sporadic ease,
as crisp currents of water, confronted drifting
logwood.
bicycle wheels galloped through undulating landscape,
at increasing pressure generated by foot sole.

I dug deep tunnels in sand lagoons,
suspended my flesh in molten earth, to experience brief
intervals of compassionate warmth .

AN ENCOUNTER WITH A MOSQUITO

IT RAN MILES further as I chased it, faded from vision like a captivating mirage.

It escaped from my tightly curled fist, survived the injury, changed its place of habitation.

It buzzed incessantly in vicinity of my bare eardrum, was quiet as an angel when i scratched my flesh raw in anger.

It multiplied in numbers in stagnant pools of water, hissed discordant rhymes of exasperating music.

It perched on stale fruit, squashed remains of brown chocolate, injected its venom in edible items of uncooked food.

It flew at small heights from the ground, eluded clouds of smoke leaking from modern repellant coils.

It was a carrier of deadly infections, stung soft flesh rich and pure with youthful blood.

It prompted patches of allergy to spread on skin, was resistant to the strongest of medicinal balm.

It had caused me many a torturous night, wrecked me of tranquil sleep from woolen delights of my cozy quilt.

It had surpassed all my imagination to render it lifeless, had escaped my clutches on infinite occasions of time.

In the end I chalked a plan of action, of being bitten, rather than spending a lifetime, chasing the athletic mosquito in vast space of suspended air.

CHOCOLATE BROWN PLUM TREE

IT OFFERED SILKEN webs of passionate wind,
blessed countless people with tarpaulin covers of cool
shade,
stood like a formidable fortress against acrimonious
rays of summer heat,
shielded the animate from torrential showers of rain,
served as a greenhouse for passengers dreary from
incessant travel,
glistened majestically with sparkling droplets of dew
at the onset of dawn,
trembled like a maniac in tumultuous outbursts of
breeze,
sobbed with inert emotions when struck by live
currents of electricity,
blossomed like a fairy god mother in the mystical
ambience of spring,
resembled a ghost; stripped of cloth in the incongruous
environs of autumn,
catering to a plethora of wild insect,
with an army of smoke Grey squirrel slithering down
all day,
migratory birds nestling in harmony with its hollow
belly,
venomous snakes curled tightly in dense regions of its
wild armory,
unrelenting hurricanes prompting it to crouch and
stoop,
it bore bountiful fruit of olive green plum,
bathed few months in a calendar year with natural
water from the sky,
giving regular births to parrot green buds of striped
leaf,
inhabiting virtually all corners of the globe sprawled
with fertile soil,
spreading its roots deep within unexplored regions of
the ground,
with white milk oozing out when sliced with dexterous
strokes of jackknife,
I simply had loads of reverence for the chocolate
brown plum tree,
saluted its persona with flowing tributes and heaps of
adulation.

THROUGH THE EYES OF NEWLY BORN RAT

Strolling masses of human looked like huge monsters,
midget sized dustbin appeared as a tank containing
Grey boulders,
olive green fruit of banana struck my view as hanging
bridges,
round mass of watermelon was visible as the flaming
sun with coats of green,
coins of sliver struck my view as small islands of
paradise,
fast moving cars I sighted as towering ships sailing
on dry land,
perfume bottles on the shelf resembled transparent
drums containing puffs of
white clouds,
hotel swimming pool appeared as the palatial waters of
Atlantic ocean,
heaps of stray sand lying duplicated vast expanse of
Appalachian mountain,
leaded sticks of match were what i could describe as
short poles with Grey
light,
conical flasks of water flooded my vision as sizeable
area of washing tank,
minuscule briquette’s of coal seemed like big
specimens of crystal rock,
leather bound volumes of book looked like brick walls
of white,
colored tablets of soap replicated plush beds to lie
on,
steps of the spiral staircase loomed large like steep
precipices,
ornate idols of god emulated frozen giants with divine
grace,
the flaming sun appeared the largest of them all,
with the silken complexioned moon a shade compressed
in size,
the earth seemed a magnified place to live in,
with the only solace being my twin brother,
who was born a few seconds beside me in the body of a
mouse,
we were privileged enough to visualize and see,
applauded ourselves for the same rubbing our slimy
noses in unison,
what humans had perspired for decades to encounter,
scientists had racked minute corners of their brain
without avail,
we could now clearly admire through our eyes as newly
born baby rats.

SWEET WATER COCONUT

THE SUN BLAZES in full radiance,
the mercury soars to kingly proportions,
as sheets of dust blow in turbulence,
the parched tarmac bellows hysterically,
trees shriek in disbelief,
vulcanized rubber groans in despair,
as the sandstorm vocalizes its arrival.

Every eyeball gets averted,
to the green tripod of cool water,
stacked in gay abundance on thick jute sacks,
hailing from tall timber with slender branches,
deriving its nutrition from the pure wet sand,
christening it as the darling of all lands.

Colossal crowds flock the asphalt,
drifted by thirst and scorched excitement,
with sweaty palms, icy bandannas,
awaiting encounter with the hard green shell,
fingers clinging currency notes,
the queue shifts at a meandering pace,
as I finally get my chance,
to savor the natural taste in a coconut.

SUNDAY

IT CAME AFTER 6 days of grueling work,
6 days of assiduous effort under the scorching ball of
sun,
6 days of unrelenting tasks executed at electric pace,
6 days of insufficient meals blended with stingy
amounts of obnoxious coffee,
6 days of absolution from amicable domains of family,
6 days of sedulous expeditions in packed to capacity
commuter trains,
6 days of deprivation from a ravishing game of long
tennis,
6 days of obliteration from revitalizing spray of the
ocean,
6 days of conscious efforts to wear feckless and
spurious smiles,
6 days of wandering in a claustrophobic ambience of
lackluster paper,
6 days of monotonous salute to the disillusioning
supremo,
6 days of dedicated projects; with eyes incorrigibly
glued to the computer,
6 days of incessant perspiration dribbling down crisp
shirt,
6 days of onerous struggle to compete with
intellectuals,
6 days of nostalgia for peace; weighing heavily on
mind,
6 days of obstreperous noise piercing through soft
ear,
6 days of aching feet; with spasmodically restless
back,
6 days of impatient sigh’s and a perpetual longing for
melodious sleep.

The seventh day finally did arrive,
I drew back multiple blinds in my apartment house,
to let sizzling rays of dawn fumigate my persona,
slept late in the morning; oblivious to hassles of
mundane work,
consumed barrels of enticing beer; nibbling fresh nut
on the silver sands of
the beach,
languidly strolled a few miles with the pungent spray
of the water,
stimulating my dreary eyes; as i candidly prayed to the
creator,
to bless me and my family with bountiful more Sunday’s.

WHISKY COMPLEXIONED HAIR WIG

I was born with a thick shock of curly hair,
Silky strands of light brown cascading down my scalp,
Broad outlines of eyebrow fringe,
They were my pride; cuddled on infinite occasions by my mother,
Glistening in sunshine like pure black shoe polish paint,
Caressing minute regions of my skull in breeze blowing with high velocity,
Mingling once in a while with the delicate periphery of my inverted eyelash,
Sighted as a puffed bunch of dark cushion by all in close proximity,
I always kept them shampooed and scrupulously clean,
Sobbed hysterically in private interiors of my room,
When a cluster of school mates harmlessly plucked a few,
I was obsessed with the concept of evergreen hair growth,
Slept all night with tight fitted shower cap clinging to my garden of hair.

Those whirlwind days of youth had now faded,
Unwanted vigils of old age had crept in at amazing speeds,
Bald patches of skin now sparkled in sunlight,
Resembled rich quality pure wax in pearly light of the moon,
The hair which once inhabited my scalp,
Now lay dumped; perhaps under stagnant waters of the city sewer,
Iterative attempts of washing, scrubbing, oiling, applying medicinal balm had proven futile,
I had finally succumbed to the tyranny of fate,
Nevertheless I still wore fluffy fibers of ant red hair,
Which neither budged nor moved an inch; in the most gustiest of breeze,
Projecting pompously from the artificial plastic of my whisky complexioned hair wig.

THE INDIAN COW

WHITE SKIN FOLDS hanging loosely,
curved tusks of ivory jutting from skull,
large ear flaps providing drafts of air,
scaring away hoards of flies,
big eyeballs shining in car light,
nasal apertures covered with secreted slime,
long tail attached to a fringe of hair,
projecting from recesses of fleshy hind-side,
hunched back resulting in slow walking pace,
black hooves stuck to leg cartilage,
working incessantly in undulating hot soil,
absorbing crisp rays of midday sun,
with metal liners fixed to its leg,
irrespective of age, time, health,
giving liters of milk in a single day,
squeezed out deftly from suspended teats,
living on mere grass, a pure herbivorous disposition,
sometimes sighted consuming sewage and paper,
eaten as tasty beef meat in some nations,
considered as sacrosanct on Indian soil,
given the status of milk yielding mother,
grazing quietly on grasslands of fertility,
with occasional baths in monsoon rain-ponds,
the Indian cow sure commands loads of respect.

DREAM HOUSE

HEAVY METAL IRON welded to varnished wood,
burglar proof alarm installed to circular bell,
solid teak doors with automatic fasteners,
windows composed of shatter proof glass,
remote controlled maneuvering of gate entrance,
uniformed guards at several check-posts,
car driveway filled with thick gravel coats,
glass facaded greenhouse for manufacture of corn,
majestic pillar supporting ceiling plaster,
nurseries full of blooming flowers,
giant elevations of television screen,
crystal blue waters of swimming pool,
majestic masonry consisting of bare brick,
dark photochromatic rooms, artistic studios,
furniture pieces of polished mahogany wood,
t.v. monitors displaying round the clock guests,
sprawling neem trees with evergreen foliage,
shielding two storied structure from hazardous light,
tall stone walls encapsulating periphery,
luxurious bedrooms overlooking coastal waves,
crashing fiercely on black rock,
hoards of birds chirping in fading light,
impregnable barbed wire spitting electric shock,
galvanized iron gates sliding at entrance,
whispering denial to irate trespassers,
with the first rays of sunlight lighting my face,
is the house I would like to posses,
the house of my dreams .

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

MAY GOD BESTOW upon you bountiful riches,
Bless you with all that is benevolent,
Reinforce your life with surplus number of living
years,
Exempt you from all misdeeds you inadvertently
committed,
Eradicate traces of hysterical agony from your heart,
Transform the bleary caricature of your face into one
with sacrosanct smiles,
Freeze the tears which ooze profusely from your
magical eyes,
Safeguard you against deathly mishaps and obnoxious
falls,
Fill your belly with sumptuous food every unleashing
minute of the day,
Quenching your thirst with immaculate water from
volatile springs,
Clear evil mists obscuring your belligerent demeanor,
Evacuate the pointed thorns adhering solidly to your
nimble feet,
Endow you with exorbitant charisma; infectiously
drawing flocks of people,
Drive away forever; the vindictive ready to
strangulate you,
Place you in an ostentatious palace flowing with
philanthropic riches,
Revitalize your soul as the sun dazzles bright every
dawn,
Gift you with the magical prowess of turning
threadbare mud into gold,
Here’s my friend; wishing you and all those born on
this day,
A very celestially happy and gratifying birthday .

WHAT IS THE USE

What is the use of a mirror that does not reflect pellucid images,
fails to portray the true identity of an individual,
What is the use of a cow which does not give milk; keeps incessantly munching tones of green grass,
What is the use of a concrete road, which is unable to hold traffic;
buckles down under the impact of vehicular load,
What is the use of a tree which does not bear succulent fruit; refrains to yield satiny shadows in order to cool dreary passengers,
What is the use of an aircraft, which stumbles to take off; let apart transport hordes of passengers,
What is the use of a pen that fails to write; inundate the spotless demeanor of bonded paper with umpteenth lines of literature,
What is the use of robust feet, which are unable to walk; transferring their possessors to their required place of destination,
What is the use of articulate fingers, which incorrigibly refuse to draw;
hoist the slightest of load from ground,
What is the use of a slimy spider web that fails to imprison innocuous insects; snaps into multiple fragments at the tiniest of caress,
What is the use of car which refrains to start; stutters every unleashing second when traversing the lanes,
What is the use of a black thundercloud, which refrains to rain;
sprinkle upon the parched earth bountiful droplets of water,
What is the use of a bell, which doesn’t produce a shrill sound when rung;
lies insipid and limp even when struck voraciously,
What is the use of a bird, which doesn t fly uninhibitedly in the sky;
indolently sleeps in its nest on soil,
What is the use of teeth, which fail to chew food; grinding it scrupulously to facilitate digestion,
What is the use of a river, which does not flow; remains stagnant harboring a plethora of dead weed and dirt,
What is the use of the sun in the cosmos which does not shine; holding back its radiance and scintillating light from fumigating the earth,
What is the use of stars which do not twinkle resplendently at night;
illuminate the gloomy ambience with rays of exuberant hope,
What is the use of eyes, which cannot see; admire the mesmerizing beauty of the globe,
What is the use of lips, which don t smile; effusively express feelings of warmth and congeniality,
What is the use of humans which don t procreate their progeny; fail to imbibe the essence of sharing in their counterpart mates,
What is the use of mud sprawled on the ground; unable to bear crop;
blowing with the wind to settle in a bedraggled heap,
What is the use of sword, which miserably fails in protecting its master; in the end becomes an inevitable cause of his assassination,
What is the use of a lock, which opens with the most mundane of key;
enabling burglars to pilfer and plunder at their free will,
What is the use of a scorpion, which is unable to sting; inject its lethal venom when it matters the most,
What is the use of life which is bereft of adventure; the philanthropic spirit to propagate peace,
And what is the use of a palpable heart which fails to beat even after witnessing true love; remains confined to realms of stringent sophistication.

ROCKING CHAIR

When I sat on it exerting my full weight; it squealed inaudibly permeating the stillness of atmosphere with feverish cacophony,
Nimbly revolving a few centimeters on the polished floor; eventually adjusting disconcertingly to the situation.
When I poked it with a conglomerate of pointed needles; it let out silent gasps,
The upholstery was now embedded with a plethora of incongruous holes;
although I could still spread my legs on it and sit.
When I emptied a barrel of fuming acid on it; it got severely butchered and uncouthly ripped apart,
The spongy foam now buckled under the slightest of my caress; and people who visited my cabin perceived it as a minor bomb blast.
When I tried standing erect on it swirling rampantly to blaring tunes diffusing from the CD systems; it initially complied with my desire,
Although after a while I found myself adhering to the opposite wall of the room; as it had inevitably skidded and flung me like a discarded heap.
When I incorrigibly refrained to clean it; letting hordes of dust settle on its persona,
I had to suffer unrelentingly from sporadic bouts of thunderous coughing; with the minuscule particles entering my nose.
When I washed it with freezing water in winter castigating for disobeying my command; it appeared forlorn and meek in the beginning,
However when the next day I entered my office; there was a derogatory odor intensely hovering in the air; also I saw a fleet of termite gnawing the soft wood with overwhelming relish.
When I endeavored to emboss script on its body; it incessantly rotated and shook; bouncing with gay abundance on its springs,
Driving me wild beyond the threshold of definable frustration; and I finally gave up on my persevering effort.
When I kicked it in its rear; exerting tumultuous force with my bohemian feet,
It placidly lay down topsy-turvy several paces further; and I had scrupulously make sure whether all parts were intact; before relaxing on it again.
When I tried incinerating it; submerging it wholesomely in my left over alcohol; it caught flames which rose high and handsome towards the sky,
All that was now left of it was charred ashes; which I consummately used to sprinkle as manure over my plants.
But let me tell you folks; I had enjoyed it the most; supremely relished its company for marathon hours on the trot,
When I swung it tenaciously to and fro; with my feet languidly sprawled on the table; my eyes partially closed; and my ROCKING CHAIR virtually putting my into a mystical slumber.

SLAB OF PEANUT BUTTER

When I rolled languidly in it; dabbling my feet as incoherently as I could,
The entire exterior of my skin acquired a brilliant yellow tinge; with satiny soft crusts of cream adhering to me in sticky unison.
When I made a pillow of it and slept; my head completely engulfed within the ravishing aroma of milk,
I relished the exorbitant softness; the mesmerizing effect of sponge in proximity with my dreary bones.
When I threw molds of it frivolously at my counterparts; splashing the same;
exerting insurmountable force of my wrists,
They retreated back in utter disbelief trying to digest the incredulous turn of events; but in the end profoundly enjoyed the golden globules cascading slowly down their cheeks.
When I applied parsimonious amounts of it to the lackluster wall;
smearing the blend with equanimity using my incongruous hands,
The dilapidated room suddenly displayed fresh signs of illumination; an enchanting glow now permeated through the web of cloistered darkness.
When I rubbed it across my dry lips; vigorously spreading it all over till my fingers ached,
My smile now looked all the more accentuated with a rosy sheen; and my moustache radiated an everlasting perpetual glow.
When I dropped it inadvertently on the floor; not bothering to put it back in its compact container,
The scenario to witness the next morning was stupendously horrendous;
as there was a battalion of black ants merrily sleeping; smacking their tentacles in satisfaction.
When I dipped my fountain pen in it; making sure that the entire frame remained submerged in for quite sometime,
I had tumultuous difficulty while writing script; as my fingers inevitably slipped; and I failed miserably to grasp the pen; let apart embossing literature with it.
When I tried dancing in it; slithering my body as freely as the mystical serpent,
I soon changed my visions about holistic life; as I toppled head on towards the ground; buckling under the island of frictionless wax.
When I scrubbed my scalp tenaciously with it; instead of using contemporary soap,
The aftermath caused my hair to shoot up in straight clusters; it was incorrigibly difficult to retain back their normal shape; and I resembled a lunatic having just landed from planet mars.

Although when I scrupulously coated it on my morning bread; roasting the dough over rosewood logs inhabiting the fireplace,
My “SLAB OF PEANUT BUTTER” tasted the best; and I devoured mighty chunks to satiate my gluttony; licked every scrap of it adhering to the pellucid bottle.

HUNCH BACKED CAMEL

It bore the acrimonious tyranny of scorching sun round the year;
leaving bold footprints in the dust it tread,
Traversed incessantly through blistering soil; with sandy winds blowing across its eyes,
Ambled languidly in the brilliant day; increasing its pace a trifle at the onset of night,
Intermittently munched parrot green tentacles of rustic cactus;
immensely relished the dry meal of leaf and thorn,
Occasionally rubbed its slender neck against the sandpaper skin of wild tree;
raising its eyes toward the almighty residing in heaven,
Angrily swished the scanty clusters of hair on its tail; to drive away scores of petulant mosquitoes,
Wore a bedraggled rope dangling loose from its neck; a cushioned saddle riveted to its angular sculptured body; Intricate pieces of leather wound to its mouth; to maneuver it through labyrinth of routes,
Possessed a firm pair of hooves; which glistened all the more profoundly in the sunbeams and looked mesmerizing under the placid moon,
Had a slimy nose with gaping nostrils; which remained wet despite the acrid warmth irrevocably prevailing,
Spawned many of its kind; suckling its young ones utterly bereft of a cloistered shade,
Walked marathon distances in a single day; unrelentingly stepping on islands of steaming land,
Stooped down as much as it could; when confronted with tumultuous whirlpools blowing with full might,
Moaned in high pitched exuberance as it sighted a solitary stream;
storing the water for months till it found a fresh source,
Gallantly fought an army of disdainful crabs; audaciously kicked loose rocks that came its way,
Seldom shed its tears; overwhelmingly inspiring those who feared life to come out of their nonexistent shells,
Had a passion to bask under the dazzling sun; thoroughly detested crystal blue patches in the sky being obfuscated by clouds,
It had remained as stoical as omnipotent god under the most bizarre of circumstances; refraining to flounder under the pugnacious heat,
Was quite glad to adopt the sizzling silver sands as its companion for life;
even dreaming about the same while in deep sleep,
I offer my humble salutations to this silent warrior; as my “HUNCH BACKED CAMEL” carries me through the colossal expanse of the Sahara desert .

WHAT’S THERE IN A NAME

I knew a guy named “angel”; who as his name suggests should have been as sacrosanct as gods residing in the cosmos,
However when one encountered him in pragmatic reality; he looked like an diabolical giant; with unruly strands of hair prominently cascading down his nape.
I knew a guy named “Tarzan”; who as his name suggests should have been as strong as the rocks; with a plethora of muscles bulging through his shirt,
However when I saw him transgressing across the road; he looked as feeble as the innocuous rabbit; trying to shirk society and retreat as quickly as possible into his den.
I knew a girl named “felicity”; who as her name suggested should have been basking in a river of perennial happiness,
However when I sat with her for marathon hours on the trot; I realized she was a misfit for her name; as she neither smiled nor moved; incessantly maintaining a face as expressionless as a stone.
I knew a guy named “prince”; who as his name suggested should have been embellished in an armory of exquisite diamonds and silver,
However when one saw him voraciously scratching his hair; he held a threadbare container of steel to beg; wore scanty rags of paper to drape his shivering silhouette.
I knew a girl named “honey”; who as her name suggests should have been as sweet and melodious as the nectar oozing from beehives,
However when I sat beside her across the table; she irascibly hurled at me a volley of abashing expletives; burst on me unrelentingly like a pugnacious green chili.
I knew a guy named “love”; who as his name suggests should have been with a congenial attitude; amicably propagating the essence of friendship,
However when I stumbled upon him suddenly at the discotheque; the first thing he said was; he wanted to mercilessly kill the girl next door for rejecting his proposal of illicit romance.
I knew a girl named “rose”; who as her name suggests should have been as mystical and enchanting as the mesmerizing flower,
However it was a fact that people shut their noses as she arrived; as she smelt of deplorable rotten eggs; intransigently spreading her aroma wherever she went.
I knew a guy named “crystal”; who as his name suggests should have been as scintillating as the conglomerate of silver mirrors,
However when I nudged by him on the street under the dazzling sunlight;
I could hardly believe my eyes; as he appeared blacker than the blackest piece of coal existing on this earth.
On the other hand I knew a guy named “brownie”; who as his name suggests should have been colored as disdainful mud,
However when I saw him addressing a large assemblage of people; I realized that not only was he fair as white ice; but he had the charisma embedded in him which few residing on this globe possess.
Therefore folks this is a question I put before you; tell me all of you “WHAT’S THERE IN A NAME”; what’s there to even contemplate about a name,
When the true beauty; the incorrigible spirit to live; the celestial feeling of benevolence and unbiased love; all lies impregnated in the throbbing heart .

THERMOMETER

When I placed it in my mouth; encircling my tongue all around it completely wetting its periphery,
The mercury inside rose meticulously to a holistic degree; perfectly indicating the exact temperature prevailing in my body.
When I placed it in boiling water; cooking neatly over dried logs of timberwood,
The mercury inside shot at alarming proportions; almost tearing through its fragile body; and as an aftermath wasn t able to come down to its original position.
When I placed it amidst frozen cubes of white ice; making sure that it stood stringently upright,
The mercury inside couldn t muster the slightest of tenacity to rise;
it slept in its shell as if had died decades ago.
When I placed it in ploughed soil; abreast infinite numbers of freshly sown seeds,
The mercury inside nimbly rose a few millimeters; although it vehemently opposed for being subjected to maltreatment.
When I placed it in the baking oven; besides the scores of sizzling pancakes,
The mercury inside skyrocketed out of its shell; spread all over the pastry in intense indignation.
When I placed it in a silken web; with the gallant monster curiously inspecting the scintillating contraption,
The mercury inside was partially obscured from sight; it neither rose nor fell; although was a bit circumspect when the spider caressed it with its lips.
When It unwittingly slipped from my hands; colliding with a gentle thud on the obdurate ground,
The mercury inside pathetically leaked out of the instrument; and I feasted my eyes on its silver complexion blended with a captivating shine.
When I placed It in an alligators mouth; sandwiching it scrupulously between the monsters teeth,
The mercury inside seemed as if it simply wasn t there; it had a died a fearful death even before I had opened the savage jaws of the beast.
When I placed under the palms of my beloved; letting her satiny hair cascade over its exteriors,
The mercury inside was as enthralled as I was; and it relished the prospect of rising to her perpetual warmth.
It was exquisitely sculptured; made of unbreakable glass; and had a handsome bulb of silver shining handsomely under the sunlight,
And I made it a point of carrying it everywhere I went; had wholesomely given the task of safeguarding my health; to my robust and crystalline “THERMOMETER” .

TARZAN OF THE JUNGLE

He rambunctiously gallivanted through the dense shrubs; swirled at gay abandon on extruding creepers of animate trees,
Tenaciously rubbed rotund pieces of flint stone; to incinerate a smokeless fire,
Feasted himself on clusters of ripened bananas; a conglomerate of wild apple and succulent fruit,
Viciously attacked savage beasts; strangulating the same by mercilessly grabbing their slender necks,
Garrulously gulped water from the fresh water springs; stooping as low as he could to submerge his face entirely in the ravishing water,
Philandered merrily through cloistered underground caves; basking in the gleam of the glittering gold coins; with his pet rattler wound round his neck,
Audaciously crept his hands into venomous spider webs; passionately fondling with its serrated tentacles,
Replicated the voices of a host of birds with astoundingly similarity;
meticulously deciphering the meaning conveyed therein,
Clambered up with nonchalant ease; a cluster of tall trees with the uncanny agility of a mongoose,
Didn t mind ravenous mosquitoes sucking his blood; inviting them chivalrously to bite his skin,
Intrepidly battled the hostile crocodile on the marshy swamps; snapping apart its jaws into minuscule fragments,
Had a severe abhorrence for alien tourists; marauding his privacy with a fleet of boats and contemporary contrivances,
Possessed infinite pairs of bulging muscles; which glistened magnificently under the golden sun,
Had incongruous wisps of long hair cascading freely down his back;
abnormally large peripheral eyes resembling the moon,
Ate sumptuous fish raw; after catching them from fathomless distances beneath the pellucid stream,
Rode bareback throughout the meandering forest; sitting majestically on the back of a striped panther,
Could stare unrelentingly at sun for hours; without flinching the slightest portion of his lids,
Communicated adroitly with the wildlife circumventing; using a plethora of vibrant insinuations,
Had an armory of pearly teeth; which crept up enchantingly from under his luscious lips,
Was oblivious to the prevailing time; day and month of the unveiling year;
wholesomely relying on the sun and moon to guide his way through,
He had been left years ago by his mother; amongst a cluster of savage wolves,
Suckled milk from the protuberant teats of his lion mother; sleeping quietly as an angel against her fur coated belly,
With a threadbare piece of loin cloth being his sole attire since times immemorial; he was adeptly christened by all as “TARZAN OF THE JUNGLE”.

SHARP SCISSORS

I used to cut thick strands of the abysmally long rope; bifurcating it into commensurate halves,
Then use the same in hoisting out bulky loads from the sequestered well; fetch water from the river standing on top of the lanky mountain.
I used it to adroitly scrape blotches of disdainful mud adhering to my shoe;
evacuate the debris from inside the soles,
So when I wore my disheveled footwear the next time out; it appeared profoundly scintillating under the fiery body of sun.
I used it to scrupulously tear pieces of gaudy cloth into thin strips;
vibrantly displaying a host of vivid colors,
Then stuck them into my straw brimmed hat; wore a strap of snake leather; to resemble the perfect cowboy.
I used to ruthlessly rip apart through pudgy chunks of plush upholstery;
brutally extricating the sponge out,
In my frantic search for finding the missing jewels; apprehending the scores of nefarious criminals.
I used it to poke my beloved in the soft cartilage of her ribs;
hovering it in the vicinity of her ear like a petulant mosquito,
Only to hear her anguished rebuking; the deliberately cold meals she served me for nocturnal supper.
I used it to tenaciously dig the fresh mounds of mud; making a plethora of inconspicuous holes in proximity of the plants,
Facilitating their accelerated growth; providing them with augmented space to breathe.
I used it to spread the golden smear of butter on my morning bread;
coherently applying jam to my succulent fruit,
Thereafter Relishing my meal immensely; with sporadic beams of light falling in shimmering pools on my dreary eyes.
I used it to frivolously prick inflated balloons; inserting it with meticulous precision in their protuberant body,
Tremendously enjoyed the thunderous bang; the monstrous reverberations that besieged the atmosphere as an inevitable aftermath.
I even used it sometimes as a substitute to my pen; dipping it extravagantly in a bottle replete with blue blooded ink,
However it floundered to achieve the required proficiency; and it was an apathy to view the mangled lines of literature that I had scribbled on the finely agglutinated paper.
But one thing was for sure; and I know all of you would ubiquitously agree with the same,
My pair of “SHARP SCISSORS” served me the best when I used it to trim the unruly hair inhabiting my scalp; the deplorable strands of moustache waywardly drooping down my chin,
Astoundingly transforming my demeanor from that of a bushy demon; to that of an impeccable God.

ROTUND BAR OF LIPSTICK

When I applied it on my eyes; rubbing it vigorously all around the intricately drooping lids,
It looked pretty sensuous with a frivolous aura circumventing my persona;
although petulant sensations of itching started after some time had elapsed;
and I removed it entirely with a coarse cloth.
When I smeared it gently across my scalp; it produced an inevitable tickling vibration all over;
The massage was revitalizing and terrific; although scores of people made a travesty of me outside; as my hair had converted from black to shades of effeminate pink.
When I dabbed it on the perspicuous surface of mirror; it produced incoherent smudges everywhere,
The silhouettes now displayed were considerably voluptuous; although when I tried to sight my reflection in the glass it appeared to be a befuddled blur.
When I held it in the path of oncoming beams of stringent sunlight; it emitted out brilliant ramifications,
Imparted a prominently scarlet tinge to the golden rays; although it dramatically reduced the tenacity of light, which illuminated the cloistered darkness.
When I endeavored to scribble literature with it; the lines I embossed looked like written with pure blood,
The mundane sheet of paper suddenly appeared special; although I found it intractably difficult to read the script.
When I brushed it harshly against wet soil; inserting its tip fully into the mud,
That brought some vibrancy into the nondescript chunk of land; although it created monumental complications; as some pedestrians mistook it to be early insinuations of volcano erupting; and fled instantly for their lives.
When I held it close to my nostrils; substituting it for my antiseptic inhaler,
A poignantly ravishing aroma flooded my lungs; although after a few minutes I felt a sneeze about to thunderously emanate from the aperture of my mouth.
When I spread it commensurately across my armory of teeth; there were tingling reverberations that initially struck me,
With the buds in my tongue liking the sudden change in taste; although when I exposed them to the world while speaking; they shirked away from me in utter abhorrence; perceiving me to be a satanic devil.
When I caressed it across my morning bread instead of using conventional butter; the dough looked immensely appetizing,
Seeming as if someone had stashed it full of succulent cherry; although when I ate; I felt an insurmountable urge to puke out the same.
I must mention though I realized its optimum value after rubbing it on the lips of my beloved; blending it scrupulously with her saliva when she pursed them,
She looked like a mesmerizing fairy and it now became inevitable for me to kiss her; savoring the flavor of her delectable lips as well as my “ROTUND BAR OF LIPSTICK”.

BALD

I didn t need shampoo to clean my scalp; instead a glass of tainted water could excellently do the job,
On the other hand you required tones of bubbly froth to cleanse your hair;
evacuate the petulant granules of dandruff neatly entrapped between your follicles.
I didn t need gleaming hair oil to smear on my head; all I had to do was clap it loudly with my bohemian palms,
On the other hand you required swanky ointments; antiseptic creams to keep the conglomerate of your hair well in place.
I didn t need scintillating scissors to use on my scalp; it would appear wholesomely ludicrous even if I held one in close proximity with it,
On the other hand you required a plethora of sharp instruments; pairs of intricate razors; in order to occasionally trim the unruly tentacles of your hair.
I didn t need a brush to part my scalp; as it nimbly obliged to my scrubbing it with a dust cloth,
On the other hand you required a luxuriously serrated comb; to meticulously entangle the incorrigible knots formed in your long hair.
I didn t need to camouflage my scalp with a taut piece of cloth every time I ventured out; as there was no danger of the wind blowing it away,
On the other hand you required to embellish yourself with a grandiloquent cap;
a host of flapping sunshades; in order to ensure that the thin wisps of your hair didn t rip apart with the tenacious breeze,
I didn t need to incessantly browse my hands through my scalp; while attending pompous parties,
On the other hand you required to sporadically run your fingers against your cuticles; making sure that they remained stringently aligned.
I didn t need to wash my scalp after bathing in the saline ocean;
instead let it to dry over a natural course of time,
On the other hand it was inevitable for you to stand beneath a steaming shower; to annihilate all the poignant salt trapped in your greasy hair.
I didn t need to consume a battalion of salubrious vitamins to make my scalp glisten; simply standing under the blazing sun itself; granted it an enchanting shine,
On the other hand you desperately required to procure every tonic available in the market; to impregnate an artificial luster in your lifeless hair.
I didn t need to submerge my scalp into ravishing cologne to get noticed;
people profoundly admired the openness of my head wherever I went,
On the other hand you used to apply the most enticing of gel on your lackadaisical hair; and yet remained unnoticed.
I didn t need to coat my scalp with black chemicals; intermittently apply a blend of paint and water to keep it in shape,
On the other hand you were exorbitantly conscious about the greyness in your hair; painting it with brilliant dye; remained busy all day trying to pluck the insipid strands of white.
Therefore it is my earnest prayer to you O! omnipresent creator; to create me without hair for the next 100 births; if I fortunately took birth on this soil as man,
For I considered myself infinite times luckier to remain “BALD”; than suffer from the unrelenting tyranny of possessing clusters of bushy hair.

NEWSPAPER

It contained infinite lines of embossed literature; printed with blackest ink one could find,
It contained innumerable adages highlighting real life situations; a jugglery of frivolous cartoons,
It contained a brief report portraying prevalent weather; an accurate analysis of the total rain,
It contained a column incorporating the price of gold and silver; the erratic fluctuations of the stock market,
It contained a page for entertainment; indicating the latest releases on silver screen as well as the alluring serials to be telecast on television,
It contained an enthusing section on sports; the current positions of teams battling it out sedulously around the globe,
It contained critical issues on the world of pragmatic politics; a daily update on the leaders who sculptured the nation,
It contained items about wide spread burglaries; a discerning insight into the lives of the crime lords,
It contained bountiful sections on fashion and glamour; blatantly revealing the most contemporary trends in the nation,
It contained elements of medical science; the astronomical advancements in the field of intricate surgery,
It contained condensed biographies of living legends; the revered historians who left an accentuated mark in this world,
It contained an amalgamated space for ludicrous jokes; instilling loads of levity in the atmosphere,
It contained battalion of advertisements; with newly opened companies endeavoring to lire as big a market as they possibly could,
It contained a rectangular space for sacrosanct quotes; a conglomerate of sagacious axioms from the holy bible,
It contained flash reports about outbursts of sporadic violence in city;
cautioning all concerned to stay confined to their homes,
It contained indispensable information about the intensely afflicted;
trying to propagate the message of ecumenical brotherhood and peace,
It contained animated pictures of wild animals; a sneak into the mystical life encompassing the dense jungles,
It contained a bulk of segments exhibiting local news; the rise and fall of luminaries in the town,
It contained all those things which were inevitable to know; in order to prudently survive in this world,
And I preferred reading it rather than watching the commercial news; as my “NEWSPAPER” emanated delectably crisp noises as I browsed; also I could even scrutinize it any time of the day if I so desired .

OPEN MOUTHED YAWN

As it occurred there was a pungent moisture that besieged my eyes;
engendering them to open a bit wider than usual,
As it occurred there seemed to be a dreariness in my bones; an insatiable desire to close of the lights,
As it occurred my shoulders seemed to be stooping towards the earth; a wave of indolence circumventing my persona,
As it occurred my palms seemed pale; developed a profound abhorrence to hoist the pen and write,
As it occurred the gloss on my hair seemed to be pretty lackluster;
with the curly strands now settling into a shriveled heap,
As it occurred the blood circulating through the network of my veins seemed to slacken its speed; abdicating the exhilaration it had possessed a few hours before,
As it occurred the soles of my feet automatically stretched;
endeavoring to ease the tumultuous tension stabbing them,
As it occurred the atmosphere seemed to be enveloped by a pin drop stillness;
with the sound of the nocturnal nightingale drifting clearly in my ears,
As it occurred the muscles of my cheek got exorbitantly flexed;
exposing the complete armory of my crystalline teeth,
As it occurred the bulky portion of my skull suddenly felt ethereal;
invisible enigmas of my mind seemed to have instantly terminated,
As it occurred I perceived insurmountable tensions of the monotonous day evaporate into thin oblivion; felt a rejuvenated enthusiasm to lead life,
As it occurred I felt the beating of my heart get steadier; supreme mollification of the organs that surrounded it,
As it occurred I felt a sense of philanthropic forgiveness descend upon my demeanor; the virtue of embracing all in proximity,
As it occurred I got engulfed with loads of heavenly contentment; with ravenous desires for food gradually diminishing,
As it occurred voices hovering in the air seemed to be getting hazier by the zipping second; the crisp outlines of the blistering sun now appeared as an indistinct blur,
As it occurred I seemed to be turning dramatically nostalgic;
reminiscing innocuous memories of my childhood,
As it occurred the restless tossing on the bed seemed to be progressively subsiding; the breath wafting from my nostrils felt a trifle heavier,
As it occurred I recited the last prayers before ending the day; looked with a wistful sigh towards starry sky,
As it occurred I shut my eyes with overwhelming intensity; transited into a deep slumber; brusquely bidding goodbye to my beloved,
You must be wondering that the thing so magnanimously portrayed must be nothing less than a palace of gold; well I think this time you’re in for a shock; for I am describing nothing else but our very own and perennially lazy; “OPEN MOUTHED YAWN”.

RECTANGULAR BAR OF CHEWING GUM

It imparted an incredulously tangy taste to my tongue; embedding its flavor in the remotest corners of my mouth,
Made irrefutably sure that I emanated a ravishing aroma all day;
without the tyranny of brushing my garden of pointed teeth.
It engendered me to produce loads of saliva; spitting it intermittently on concrete pavements,
Changed the complexion of my voice from a rustically hoarse and sonorous; to one which was sweet American slang.
It served as an excellent alternative to passing time; as I painstakingly rolled it behind my lips,
Molding it into a plethora of shapes before eventually gulping it;
occasionally protruding some part of it in the outside air.
It had the ability to incorrigibly stick to strands of my hair;
unceremoniously sticking between the silken follicles,
Resisting all attempts to come out when I plucked; with the only option remaining was mercilessly tonsuring my scalp with a barbaric razor.
It fomented an incessant flow of tingling sensations in my persona;
producing a host of slurping noises as I talked,
Impregnated my body with a feeling of perpetual contentment; reigning supreme over all other existing taste.
It intractably blended with my intestines when I inadvertently swallowed it;
resting peacefully like a parasitic leech,
And despite frantic attempts on my part to drive it out; didn t extrude as I expurgated my bowels.
It proved to be an indispensable commodity while in business meetings;
easing tumultuous tension from my nerve-racked mind,
Helping me divert my attention sporadically; envisage and chalk new policies with loads of innovative precision.
It caused me to slip when adhering to the rough floor; losing my balance awkwardly as I unconsciously tread on,
Although I didn t rebuke or castigate it vehemently; as I found myself lying on the celestial feet of my sweetheart.
It impregnated a chirpy aura to my demeanor; making me superficially perceive years beyond my age,
And the best thing about it was that it formed a gigantic bubble when I dexterously inflated it; blowing slim draughts of air trapped in my chest,
As it snapped with a thunderous bang into multiple fragments; which was all that was now left of my “RECTANGULAR BAR OF CHEWING GUM”.

RESIDUE

When I boiled squalid mushroom and glittering diamonds together in a cauldron;
placing it above crackling flames of the fire,
The residue obtained contained profound traces of radiating yellow;
annihilating even the most minuscule trace of the black vegetable.
When I boiled fetid sewage along with fragrant petals of crimson rose;
above the naked flames of the stove,
The residue obtained had no sight of dirt; all It emanated was an omnipotent essence of the flower.
When I boiled ominous scorpion sting with innocuous butter; roasting the same over long rods of blistering iron,
The residue obtained looked as brilliant as the sacerdotal body of sun;
and there were simply no signs of the lethal poison.
When I boiled extracts of the tarnished politicians speech with the martyrs blood; simmering it on the smoke rising from the cooking range,
The residue obtained had an overwhelming aroma of the valiant soldier;
with every scrap of the leader’s notes dying an instantaneous death.
When I boiled acrimonious thorns along with velvety blades of grass;
shaking the mixture profusely over the chimney fire,
The residue obtained had stringently acquired an accentuated olive color of grass; and the pointed shoots were now converted into soft sponge as an aftermath.
When I boiled obnoxious petrol along with gallons of fresh liquid;
placing the same above a conflagration of seasoned timber sticks,
The residue obtained was as impeccable as spring water; with the pugnacious odor of the gasoline drowning a ghastly death.
When I boiled parasitic leech along with the succulent cherry; placing them on a conglomerate of scorching leaves,
The residue obtained was as scarlet as evanescent dawn; with a mesmerizing smell of the fruit wafting in the air; and all signs of the worm disappearing into slim oblivion.
When I boiled frozen cubes of ice along with repugnant green chili;
placing the same in boiler room of a ship,
The residue obtained contained bountiful rivulets of water; with the animosity of the hostile weed melting inevitably with the ice.
When I boiled omnipresent god along with the diabolical devil; placing them under fiery rays of the rising sun,
The residue in store was the omniscient creator standing tall and domineering emitting his perpetual scent; with the satanic monster pulverized to inconspicuous ash.
And when I boiled love with prejudiced hatred; keeping the same to burn in sweltering heat of the desert,
The residue obtained had fathomless waves of perennial love; naturally overshadowing anecdotes of baseless abhorrence.

SILVER COBWEB

It glistened magnificently under the brilliant sun; resembling the enigmatic and mystical angel,
It shimmered majestically under the fluorescent beams of moon; looking like the swirling waves of sea eventually culminating into froth,
It wavered rampantly with the gusty breeze; occasionally snapping apart some of its flocculent threads,
It nonchalantly greeted the inclement rain; thoroughly despising fat globules of water striking against its flimsy silhouette,
It trapped scores of innocuous insects in its viscous womb; a plethora of young fledglings who tried to permeate its territory,
It was firmly riveted to bifurcated branches of rustic trees; enmeshing a host of boisterous termites who dared try and butcher it,
It had boundless strands of silk; interwoven at incongruous distances of space,
Its beauty appeared all the more accentuated at ephemeral dawn; with hazy rays of light marking its incoherently rotund periphery,
It feasted and supremely relished a meal of blood sucking bat; which inadvertently got ensnared flying haphazardly in the night,
It was embossed with tinges of dull gray; with its color appearing almost invisible to the unsuspecting intruder,
It also inhabited residential dwellings; a cluster of cloistered places and dilapidated mansions being its hot favorite,
It got mercilessly blown away in thunderous storms; who dismantled it from its very roots without the slightest of respite,
It was wholesomely silky in complexion; with its long follicles partially engulfed by poisonous juices,
It looked ominous in the ambience of open space; and yet at the same time was a treat to admire for the scientist and philanderer,
It was profoundly oblivious to sound; the only thing it relied on being nimble sensations of touch,
It itself didn t posses the slightest of odor; the only scent that wafted from its demeanor was that of incarcerated prey,
It was a dreadful nuisance for housewives; who didn t spare it the moment they sighted it; swapping it uncouthly with their tall broomsticks,
It was virtually found inhabiting all corners of the globe; not sparing the even the most immaculate of corner,
And the most incredulous thing about it was that it impregnated a potbellied spider; which was ever ready to unsparingly gobble any palpable organism that got caught,
Which hereby concludes the story of the network of satiny threads which formed the “SILVER COBWEB”.

WATER IS PRECIOUS

If there was water on the surface of dry leaves; they would look superbly mesmerizing; glistening profoundly under the sun,
If there was water on mud coated wall; there would be a ravishing scent that permeated the adulterated air,
If there was water on vegetables lying sprawled in a forlorn heap; they would bounce back to boisterous life; retrieving the plethora of minerals they had lost in the blistering heat,
If there was water on fossils languidly scattered in obsolete territories of the dormant volcano; they would perspicuously depict the mysteries of the past; besides shimmering magnificently under the moon,
If there was water on wild buds of jungle mushroom; the unruly shoots would sparkle tenaciously; drawing millions of mouths towards them to satiate their famished taste buds,
If there was water on a battalion of acrimonious thorns; their tips would get dramatically softened; making them flounder in their conquest of mercilessly puncturing soft skin,
If there was water on scalp hair; their bedraggled texture would miraculously transform into immaculately polished,
If there was water on the obdurate foam of bed; there would be an unprecedented cool that besieging the ambience; and I would find it astoundingly easy to fall into a invincible siesta,
If there was water on pairs of chapped lips; they would look irrefutably voluptuous and longing to be kissed,
If there was water on the scorched soil of arid desert; the surrounding wildlife would get substantial reprieve from sweltering storms of heat,
If there was water on rampant flames of fire ominously rising up by the zipping second; the occupants inside would be saved from the tyranny of being burnt alive,
If there was water on the elevation of dusty window panes; they would suddenly glitter in animation; explicitly exposing the panoramic view outside,
If there was water on the river bed; scores of children would gleefully toss in it; splashing it frivolously on passing pedestrians,
If there was water on clusters of scarlet rose; they would diffuse a blissful fragrance penetrating the claustrophobic environment with a reinvigorating aroma,
If there was water on feathers of the majestic peacock; it had the potential to circulate waves of rhapsody even in the veins of a dying man; when the bird unfurled its wings to a complete blossom,
If there was water on soiled cloth; incorrigible stains would be indiscriminately exonerated; and the fabric would now resemble an impeccable white,
If there was water on the serrated skin of chameleon; it would appear more rubicund while wandering indefatigably through the bushes,
And If there was water on the inverted eyelashes of my beloved; she would look like a goddess bathed in exquisite gold,
And let me tell you friends it was very easy for us to unflinchingly achieve the above mentioned; if only we learnt to save and judiciously preserve water,
As its every droplet is inevitably worth a million; for it is the source of all life beside us; an indispensable fuel to rejuvenate the depleted reservoir of our energy; “WATER IS PRECIOUS”.

IF EVER I HAD THE PRIVILEGE

If ever I had the privilege of being a sandstone castle; with palatial walls overlooking the flowing river,
I would make sure that all urchins residing on the street; would get adequate shelter from uncouth winter and inclement rain.
If ever I had the privilege of being a star in the sky; with black wisps of clouds ominously hovering around,
I would make sure that I shone tenaciously all night; illuminating the lives of the impoverished with gargantuan rays of hope.
If ever I had the privilege of being a mammoth elephant; with majestic white tusks protruding prominently from my trunk,
I would make sure that I transported all monkeys to escalating treetops; fight vehemently against savage hunters to protect the jungle.
If ever I had the privilege of being the fathomless ocean; with swirling waves colliding vociferously against the rocks,
I would make sure that all the aquatic life impregnated remained intact; the waters were completely bereft of the slightest of adulteration.
If ever I had the privilege of being an inflated balloon; with a plethora of gaudy strings dangling merrily from my belly,
I would make sure that I tossed and bounced boisterously amidst crippled infants; lighting their faces with an everlasting smile.
If ever I had the privilege of being an incoherent lump of rock salt;
with a piquant odor emanating from my persona,
I would make sure that I inundate all those dishes of bland food; with sumptuous amounts of taste.
If ever I had the privilege of being a long beaked bird; with clawed feet protruding from my slender skinned legs,
I would make sure that I chirped melodiously to placate starved eardrums;
guard my eggs against nefarious evil all throughout the chilly night.
If ever I had the privilege of being a conglomerate of clouds in the sky;
possessing a tinge of hideous black,
I would make sure that I rained when it mattered the most; ensuring that all animate on earth were saved from the onslaught of drought.
If ever I had the privilege of being a foliated tree; with infinite branches extruding from my tapered trunk,
I would make sure that I sprinkled currency and fruits in commensurate proportions; so that no one in vicinity died of savage starvation.
And if ever by stroke of benevolent fortune I had the privilege of being a man; with the virtue to perceive embedded in my soul,
I would make sure that I unrelentingly loved the person of my dreams;
and instill the same with equanimity in every human traversing on mother earth .

ALL WE HAD TO DO

In order to walk; all we had to do was to coherently use our feet and march forward,
In order to write; all we had to do was to hoist the pen; and then nimbly rub its nib against bonded paper,
In order to sleep; all we had to do was shut our eyes; thereby obfuscating ourselves completely from bright light,
In order to talk; all we had to do was open our mouth; then articulately reverberate our tongue in hollow chambers of darkness prevailing,
In order to smile; all we had to do was stretch out luscious lips as far as possible; alongwith a trifle empathy in our eyes,
In order to swim; all we had to do was voraciously move our hand and feet;
master the art of holistically floating on the surface,
In order to eat; all we had to do was place appetizing morsels of sundry in our mouth; then masticate the same with sharp incisors of our teeth,
In order to breathe; all we had to do was inhale gallons of unadulterated air;
inundating the palpable jacket of our lungs with revitalizing fervor,
In order to punch; all we had to do was clench our fists into a compact ball;
then thrust them with tumultuous power towards the wall,
In order to dance; all we had to do was rhythmically sway our bodies;
to vibrant tunes of pulsating music,
In order to scratch; all we had to do was use our finger nails incongruously;
painstakingly peeling off intricate arenas of our skin,
In order to sing; all we had to do was partially open our mouths;
engendering mesmerizing tunes to permeate the atmosphere,
In order to paint; all we had to do was use the brush vivaciously upon the naked body of white canvas,
In order to bathe; all we had to do was to completely submerge our silhouette in colossal pools of gurgling stream water; sprinkling the same with gay abundance on our scalps,
In order to dig; all we had to do was extricate earth with a shovel;
pummel the ground incessantly till we achieved the conducive depth,
In order to remember; all we had to do was intensely flex the tendrils of our brain; have loads of conviction in our ability to perceive,
In order to bend; all we had to do was to stoop down on the floor;
kneel with our chins adhering to the bare surface,
In order to sneeze; all we had to do was hold pungent pepper close to our nostrils; then wait for the inevitable aftermath to follow,
In order to pray; all we had to do was to perceive all the benevolence existing; visualize the most simplest yet the most enamoring forms of life;
worship the most stupendous form of the omnipresent creator,
And in order to live; all we had to do was philanthropically execute our duties towards the society; incarcerate in our hearts forever the person of our dreams; the person who could love us immortally for decades immemorial .

I WOULD MAKE IT FEEL BEAUTIFUL

If I had a dead flower in my hand; I would plant it in the soil; for it to spread its lingering redolence; and at the same time proliferating several of its kind,
If I had a bulky sheaf of scribbled paper in my hand; I would erase all the obnoxious literature embedded; rendering the same immaculate and spotless for reuse,
If I had infinite pieces of shattered glass in my hand; I would coalesce them all together; metamorphosing them to form a scintillating mirror,
If I had an injured pigeon in my hand; I would inundate his wounds with omnipotent soil; impregnating in him the power to fly high and handsome again,
If I had lifeless follicles of hair in my hand; I would scrub them tenaciously with flamboyant antiseptic; to make them glisten again,
If I had fetid and rotten vegetables in my hand; I would soak them in fresh water; then put them beneath stringent rays of the sun to wholesomely fumigate them,
If I had a dilapidated and pulverized brick in my hand; I would fortify it with reinforced cement to make it withstand the most torrential of thunder,
If I had an acrimonious chunk of thorn in my hand; I would coat it with a sheet of sparkling honey; then offer the same to famished insects loitering through the dusty streets,
If I had a deflated balloon in my hand; I would stuff it with free air;
to augment it to robust proportions,
If I had splinters of bedraggled cloth in my hand; I would refurbish them into a composite garment; using my steel bodkin and spools of thread adroitly,
If I had disdainful saliva in my hand; I would make optimum use applying the same to the tainted windshield of my car; thereby creating a few pellucid spots amidst the sea of camouflaging dust,
If I had venomous tobacco leaves in my hand; I would incinerate them to create a crackling bonfire; granting scores of people reprieve from freezing currents of austere winter,
If I had a ominous revolver in my hand; I would embed slices of piquant tomato in the place of lead bullets; then play with the same amongst a bunch of innocuous children,
If I had squelched pulp of raw sewage in my hand; I would use the same for sprinkling commensurately between the plants; strengthening their roots with a blend of nutritional elements,
If I had an ensemble of incongruously hard stones in my hand; I would submerge them in shallow streams of placid water; to make the shrunken surface dramatically swell,
If I had blistering hot acid in my hand; I would disseminate the same into thirsty desert sands; which would greedily absorb the same with loads of gratitude,
If I had rusty bells in my hand; I would strike them together to pierce The still ambience with an enigmatic and jingling sound,
If I had an obnoxious mosquito on my hand; I would place him in a pool of frosty milk; for him to greedily savor the stupendous taste of life,
If I had gruesomely fractured bones in my hand; I would perseveringly mold them; resurrect them with scrupulous care; to make them walk again,
And even if I had the most hideous looking entity in my hands; I WOULD STILL MAKE IT FEEL BEAUTIFUL; by embellishing it with the garment of my love;
encapsulating its body with unprecedented care .

STILL REIGNING SUPREME

Although it stands in a pool of disdainful mud; with wild creepers camouflaging it in entirety,
The lotus still reigns supreme; due to its lingering redolence; the stupendously enamoring color of its leaves.
Although it is obliterated by a conglomerate of ominous thunder clouds;
black gases whistling past it at swashbuckling speeds,
The moon still reigns supreme; due to its scintillating and perennial shine;
which profoundly illuminates the night.
Although it flies amidst a fleet of hideous vultures; sounds of vicious wailing uncouthly caressing its wings,
The nightingale still reigns supreme; due to its incredibly mesmerizing voice which permeates the atmosphere.
Although she swims underwater with pugnacious sharks slithering in proximity;
the multilegged octopus fervently awaiting every single opportunity to strangulate it,
The mermaid still reigns supreme; due to its silken complexioned skin;
the vivaciousness incorporated in its body.
Although it lies obfuscated behind the fortress of lanky mountains; the colossal shadows trying to wholesomely submerge it,
The sun still reigns supreme; due to its blistering rays; the overwhelming tenacity in its shine able to dazzle every nook and cranny of the earth.
Although it lies incarcerated in cloistered space; a slimy shell sequestering it completely from the outside world,
The pearl still reigns supreme; due to its unrelenting capacity to glow;
inundate the life of whosoever who purchases it with an inevitable sparkle.
Although it sprouts from primordial wild clay; with fetid puddles of slush sprawled abundantly around,
The button mushroom still reigns supreme; due to its delectably appeasing silhouette; the exultation it generates when squelched between pair of teeth.
Although it gushes past a plethora of belligerent barricades; jagged rocks hindering its progress at every juncture possible,
The white water mountain stream still reigns supreme; due to its tingling noise; the reinvigorating feeling it imparts when drunk with cupped hands.
Although it lies imprisoned in dungeons of doom; ghastly waves of air striking it each minute unveiling,
The biscuit of gold still reigns supreme; due to the perpetual glow emanating from its persona; its uncanny ability to overpower all commodities existing.
And although he existed in a world besieged with corruption; blood sucking individuals trying to massacre civilization,
The angel still reigned supreme; due to an impeccable aura engulfing his demeanor; the unprecedented faith he had in his mother; his beloved;
and the almighty who had created him .

DOING IS BELIEVING

When I heard about the tree; what I perceived was a wooden stalk embodied with a conglomerate of dense leaves,
While it was only when I swung on its branches; did I come to realize the exuberance; as the vibrant breeze struck me in my eyes; the chirping of birds drowned me in entirety.
When I heard about the sea; what I imagined was a colossal assemblage of water with swirling waves,
While it was only when I swam in its choppy waters; did I come to realize the tanginess in its froth; the infinite numbers of big fish wading past my persona.
When I heard about the sun; what I conceived was a flaming ball of fire perched high up in the azure sky,
While it was only when I stood beneath the same; did I come to realize the passionate intensity of its rays; the magnificent glory of its golden shine.
When I heard about the deserts; what I envisaged was sprawling lands of sand;
alluring mirages looming large and prominent,
While it was only when I traversed the same barefoot; did I come to realize the slipperiness of its soil; the acrimonious thorns of cactus grazing across my petite flesh.
When I heard about ice; what I visualized was incongruous cubes of frozen water; silently oozing out droplets of cold liquid,
While it was only when I clambered up the snow clad mountain; did I come to realize the unfathomable waves of winter; the goose-bumps that ran down right up to my slender spine.
When I heard about the castle; what I fantasized was scores of palatial rooms;
towering roofs leaping high and handsome into the sky,
While it was only when I walked through its rooms; did I come to realize the desolation circumventing its walls; the century old cobwebs dangling at whisker lengths from my chin.
When I heard about gold; what I apprehended was rotund biscuits; coated profoundly with a distinctive coat of pure saffron,
While it was only when I felt the same in my palms; did I come to realize its pudgy texture; the perennial shimmer that mystically emanated from its body.
When I heard about god; what I comprehended was a celestial power reigning supreme over the world,
While it was only when I met his reincarnation in person; did I come to realize the omnipotent power in his eyes; his unsurpassable ability to vanquish all pain prevailing on earth.
When I heard about love; what I cognized was languishing indiscriminately in the aisles of desire; fervently embracing ones beloved to generate tremors of excitement,
While it was only when I fell into it; did I come to realize the emotional bondage that resulted as an aftermath; the sacrifice involved to sustain the same.
And when I heard about life; I romanticized it to be a garden of scarlet roses; with its revitalizing redolence inundating my soul,
While it was only when I actually tried leading it; did I come to realize the barricades laid in all directions for me to confront; the ocean of adventure lying ahead; for me to plunge in and conquer.

HUMAN TENDENCY

If I asked you to choose from verdant landscapes of the mountain; and the blistering flames of fire,
I am sure you would prefer to philander through the leafy foliage;
relishing the scent of newly born dew-drops.
If I asked you to choose from exotically flavored ice-cream; and fetid rivulets of debris gushing at vibrant velocities from the gutter,
I am sure you would prefer to nibble at the frozen cream; sipping it gently down the veins of your throat.
If I asked you to choose from the rollicking dolphins; and the ominously gargantuan shark,
I am sure you would prefer to play with the dolphin; riding on its back with the frothy ocean waves striking your naked skin.
If I asked you to choose from a bed of flocculent skin; and the disdainfully dangling century old cobweb,
I am sure you would prefer to blissfully sleep on the Dunlop; let the vibrations of fantasy take a stranglehold of your dreams.
If I asked you to choose from the scintillating oyster; and a string of profoundly venomous thorns,
I am sure you would prefer to explore the pearls incarcerated inside the shell; let their intense radiance add a sparkle to your dreary eyes.
If I asked you to choose from the crystalline streams of water; and fuming pints of hostile acid,
I am sure you would prefer to stand beneath the falls; enjoy the cool liquid cascade down your persona.
If I asked you to choose from a grandiloquent houseboat; and the unwashed body of a stray pig,
I am sure you would prefer to romanticize in the aisles of desire;
admire the mystical view unfurl as the steamer traversed forward.
If I asked you to choose from the dwelling perched high up in the silken clouds; and the ghastly interiors of a Lions den,
I am sure you would prefer to float in the mesmerizing sky; rekindle your senses with every droplet of intermittent rain.
If I asked you to choose from perennial love; and a land of baseless hatred,
I am sure you would prefer to submerge yourself into the sweetness of sharing;
the immortal fruit of romance.
If I asked you to choose from your mother; and the uncouth society brutally whipping you at umpteenth quarters,
I am sure you would prefer to nestle in the arms of the entity who procreated you; stare into her impeccable eyes for eternity.
If I asked you to choose from omnipotent God; and the hideously distorted long toothed devil,
I am sure you would prefer to kneel down at the feet of the creator;
imbibe the essence of his ideals to propagate them far and wide in this world.
And If I asked you to choose from life; and gruesomely torturous death,
I am sure the HUMAN TENDENCY in you would propel you to live; fight for your survival; amidst an ambience blended with pure and adulterated mortals wandering around.

NOTHING IN THIS WORLD

Nothing in this world can substitute the Sun; its fiery rays wholesomely sizzling cloistered portions of Earth,
Man tried hard to invent electricity; but languid beams of the bulb miserably failed to make an impact in front of the celestial body.
Nothing in this world can substitute the river; its mesmerizing flow between the pathway of cobbled stones,
Man tried hard to bathe in luke warm pond of distilled water; but it pathetically floundered to provide him the rejuvenation he badly needed; the tingling sensations he desired to entrench him entirety.
Nothing in this world can substitute the bird; its vivacious flight in an ambience of silken complexioned clouds,
Man tried hard to evolve the aircraft; but its discordantly whirring noise;
the overwhelming commotion it produced while cruising through air; was simply unable to match the flight of the feathered monster.
Nothing in this world can substitute the rose; its ravishing redolence that stimulated infinite scores of nostrils trespassing in vicinity,
Man tried hard to blend exotic perfumes; bottle the concentrates in swanky bottles for display; but their essence gruesomely failed to make an impression; and their odor subsided with an intensity faster than it had arisen.
Nothing in this world can substitute the mountains; the stupendously panoramic view of the cascading waterfalls and steep gorges,
Man tried hard to construct palatial resorts; embellishing the same with a host of contemporary amenities; but the garish concrete appeared as a speck of inconspicuous dust in the backdrop of the mystical valley.
Nothing in this world can substitute snow; the immaculate globules of white crystals embedded splendidly on the jagged rocks,
Man tried hard to form ice in meticulous trays; but the monotonously molded cubes; looked utterly disparaging when compared with the undulating bedsheets of frozen water sprawled in tandem on the hills.
Nothing in this world can substitute the Neem tree; its herbal branches dangling holistically; its myriad of corrugated sticks used for scrupulously cleaning teeth,
Man tried hard to use the toothbrush; but its insipid bristles dithered from evacuating dirt; displayed abashing signs of collapse after being used just for a few number of times.
Nothing in this world can substitute the pearl; its immortal ramifications that besiege the atmosphere after popping out from the slimy oyster,
Man tried hard to chisel intricate jewelry; polish it tenaciously till it sparkled; but its glow perished gradually with the fading of time; and the lackadaisical ornament refrained to incarcerate attention a month after wearing.
Nothing in this world can substitute truth; the omnipotent power in its voice;
the everlasting spirit it succeeds in portraying,
Man tried hard to speak lies; dexterously hide his fallacies by leaning towards malice; but in the end he was completely devoured in the radiance of righteousness; the perennial brilliance of truth.
And nothing in this world can substitute love; the fervor generated by its mere caress; the unfathomable pleasure of being imprisoned by the same,
Man tried hard to but it superfluously with fat wads of currency;
baselessly threw exorbitant opulence to experience the same; but in the end realized that a single passionate beat of his heart was enough to evoke; what his entire treasury of wealth had failed to purchase .

IMMACULATE TIE

It dangled freely from my collar; gently caressing my belly as it cascaded down,
It fluttered vivaciously in the rustic breeze; voluptuously tingling the fabric of my crisp shirt,
It rose and fell sporadically as I incessantly took wild draughts of ravishing breeze into my lungs,
It imparted me loads of compassionate warmth; as the biting cold air struck be inevitably in my chest,
It portrayed a strikingly vivid picture; against the backdrop of pure white linen; in which I was adorned,
It bifurcated my demeanor into commensurate compartments; subtly sequestering me from being called pot-bellied,
It granted an uncanny tautness to the scruff of my neck; inundated in me a feeling of being on my heels; and rampantly on the prowl,
It sometimes provided me reprieve from my running nose; as I blew it thunderously into the fluff; where it settled inconspicuously and contented at the rear,
It majestically camouflaged an armory of disdainful buttons; neatly intermingling with the buckle of my belt,
It danced merrily in perfect synergy with my body; as I gyrated the entire night to tunes of pulsating music,
It revealed pompous shades of my personality; gave my visage multiple opportunities to stand shoulder to shoulder with the exorbitantly rich,
It appeared as an silken angel; having a profound aura of its own;
amidst a host of other garb surrounding it,
It felt as light as a pigeon feather; yet was the mightiest ornament bestowing impetus upon my diminutive stature,
It often protected me form acrid sunlight; as I adroitly removed it;
tied it on my scalp as a cool and flabby bandanna,
It succumbed to my desires of whipping; when I thrashed it in free space;
producing an ensemble of exotic noises,
It served as an excellent tool to play; when I curled it into an incongruous ball; tossed it mischievously towards my mesmerizing girlfriend,
It proved as a towel on infinite occasions; when the actual napkin became obsolete and was nowhere to be found,
It had been on my persona since decades; providing me that tinge of sophistication that I had perennially desired,
But more importantly than anything; it had fulfilled my desire of being a complete man; gloriously projecting me to the existing society,
SO now you tell me folks what more could I expect out of a short stub of slippery garment; which we christen today in contemporary terminology as an “IMMACULATE TIE” ?

MONDAY TO SUNDAY

The joints in my body ached and groaned; my head pulsated like a volcano about to fulminate,
The shrill ringing of the alarm clock had disrupted all signs of blissful sleep; caused an uncanny panic to circulate through my veins,
As I stretched my shoulders disdainfully; took the acrimonious rays of the sun directly in my eyes; tread my feet nonchalantly on the ground to get ready for the office on MONDAY.

The lids of my eye felt as if they would inevitably shut; the skin encompassing my ankles looked bruised and swollen,
The chords of my heart were throbbing turbulently; every draught of breath cascaded down my nostrils agonizingly,
As I got dressed at the brink of the hour; to drop the kids to school;
present my spurious smiles to the outside world on the TUESDAY.

The strands of my hair appeared ruffled; an incongruous stubble extruded from my cheeks,
The exteriors of my lips were mercilessly chapped; pangs of hunger leapt animatedly in my stomach as an aftermath of indigestion,
As I kissed my wife disparagingly on her cheek; made a beeline for the conference; with my socks worn upside down; on the WEDNESDAY.

The armpits in my body emanated a horrendous stench; earth shattering dreams resonated vibrantly through my mind,
My body tossed and turned wildly before awakening; the rings engulfing my neck had transited into an ungainly black,
As I feverishly brushed my teeth with brackish toothpaste sped to the airport in my silver Mercedes, and my tie nearly strangulating my breath on the THURSDAY.

The nerves in my ears had become numb to sound; people in vicinity struck my eyes as an obfuscated blur,
The stairs I descended down seemed like colossal mountains; deafening sneezes occurring sporadically made me feel inherently weak,
As I sat down like a bombastic demon; pale smoke of the cigarette wafting from my mouth striking my adversary; in the breakfast meeting on the FRIDAY.

The rays of hope were silently stirring in my soul; tinges of exuberance seemed to be taking partial control of my speech,
The images of surreal fantasy were painstakingly enveloping my mind; an insatiable nervousness was boisterously bursting through my knuckles,
As nostalgic memories of my family profoundly lingered in my heart; and the plane prepared to caress the tarmac of my country on the SATURDAY.

The hour of my freedom had eventually arrived; the ticking of the clock miserably floundered to make the slightest of impact on my thunderous snores,
The beams of dawn had never seemed so pleasant before; the voice of my wife had never seemed so enchanting,
As I got up languidly from my sleep; executed a yawn larger than my dwelling;
embraced my children; my new found freedom; ebulliently on the SUNDAY.

FOUNDATIONS

The century old fort had fading exteriors; although it stood fortified against the mightiest of whirlwinds and storms,
While its contemporary counterparts constructed at electric speeds appeared bombastic; but collapsed like a soft pack of cards; at the slightest tremor of the earthquake.
The thick rooted Banyan tree seemed outlandish; with infinite dusty tendrils cascading from its body; although it bore the brunt of the cyclone open chested without budging an inch from the place it had taken birth,
While the rose embellished with glistening dew drops; looking flamboyant and just a few days old; withered to blend with the mud at the first sign of thunder in the sky.
The large feathered grandfather eagle appeared rustic; flapping its corrugated wings painstakingly in the air; although it soared like a handsome prince through the ominous cover of black clouds,
While the silver streamed aircraft swished like a rocket through space;
but resonated like a dying man nose-dived towards the earth; as streaks of turbulent lightening struck it unexpectedly.
The gargantuan lake looked monotonous; bereft of a single wave on its surface;
although its swollen silhouette wasn t affected the least in the peak of sweltering summer,
While the stream plummeting from the mountains looked enchanting;
incessantly producing a mesmerizing sound; but the assemblage of water shrunk to raw dust;
under sizzling rays of the dazzling sun.
The conglomerate of fingers appeared pretty disillusioning; with the feather coated pen in their grip embodied with antique designs; although they chiseled exquisite lines of delectable literature; all throughout the night,
While the conventional computer typed lines at nerve wrecking speeds;
was a symbol of profound sophistication in the new millennium; but metamorphosed all script into mumbled junk; the instant it was attacked by lethal virus.
The nuggets of glittering gold appeared indigenous; stashed well beneath in hideous dungeons; with the fangs of snake god guarding them against all evil;
although when they were exposed to sun and unrelenting rain; the biscuits still retained their lustrous texture; the immortality of their shine,
While the scintillating coins of modern silver looked alluring; were used profusely in day to day interaction; but the chips developed peels of obnoxious rust on their surface; a few weeks after the monsoons.
The bicycle looked ludicrous; with spokes of skeleton steel protruding from each of its bars; although it traversed smoothly on the streets;
whether it be gruesome night; or the steaming day,
While the swanky car was a stupendous delight to admire; zipped past the landscapes at roaring speeds; but halted abruptly midway; as the last droplet of petrol evaporated from its tank; leaving it stranded amidst an ambience of jungle and savage beasts.
The shades of rainbow in the cosmos appeared dull; failed to incarcerate attention at times; although they perennially appeared in the sky;
after every shower of rain in sunlight,
While the blend of colors in the artists palette looked fascinating;
each stroke of the brush evolving a new network of enthusing designs; but they got massacred the moment I scrubbed them vigorously with the eraser;
annihilating all traces of them from this universe.
And the grizzly haired man seemed to be on the verge of extinction;
infinite portions of his skin sagging towards the soil; although the experiences of life had made his FOUNDATIONS astronomically strong; and he displayed paramount resilience in adeptly conquering the most Herculean of task,
While the impetuous youngster looked brazenly dynamic; had blood circulating passionately through his veins; but when it came to deciphering the enigmas of life; he buckled wholesomely under the pressure; the aftermath of which nearly sent him on an expedition to his heavenly abode.

BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH

Between the ominous black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze placidly cooling the atmosphere,
Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night,
Between the summit of colossal mountain and the dusty roads; there lies the delectably gurgling waterfall; dissipating into silken froth,
Between the mammoth tusked elephant and the minuscule ant; there lies the innocuous rabbit; playing hide and seek amidst the labyrinth of bushes,
Between the bombastic Mercedes and the threadbare tricycle; there lies a bike;
zipping past the landscapes at lightening speeds,
Between the transparent mirror and mounds of abominable coal; there lies murky coins of silver; incarcerating all in vicinity with their mystical spell,
Between the stupendously exotic rose and the infinitesimal granules of free soil; there lies nimble blades of grass; voraciously tickling trespassers with their tantalizing tendrils,
Between the obstreperously screeching train and the perpetually silent valley;
there lies the bubbling river; granting substantial reprieve from the agony of sweltering sun,
Between hostile thorns of cactus and the sweet curry of pulverized sugar;
there lies the robust apple imparting a voluptuous flavor the instant you masticated it,
Between the profusely embellished statue and heap of fetid garbage;
there lies the succulent coconut with a pool of tangy water impregnated in its womb,
Between the grandiloquent castle and the shoddily attired iron drainpipe;
there lies the seaside hut; with waves of the ocean sporadically against its windows,
Between the melodiously singing nightingale and the discordantly wailing mosquito; there lies the sly fox; whistling harmoniously in open space,
Between the pot bellied giant and the inconspicuous infant; there lies the impetuous youngster; euphorically wandering around,
Between the bird soaring astronomically high and the slithering lizard;
there lies the opalescent butterfly flirtatiously fluttering its wings,
Between impeccable truth and nefarious evil; there lies the mischievous monkey playing pranks to appease mankind,
Between the sanctimoniously rich and the bedraggled beggar; there lies the common man; trying to struggle every unleashing minute for existence,
Between garish velvet and immaculate fibers of white; there lies the grey squirrel; frantically trying to search its burrow before sunset,
Between immortal love and superficial hatred; there lies philanthropic friendship; propagating its essence far and wide,
And between new born life and perilously old death; there lie sweet experiences; which add color to living; a dynamic vibrancy to breath.

ROOTS

The castle in the forest appeared haughty and ostentatious; with gaudy drapes majestically camouflaging its windows,
Although it had its roots firmly embedded in lackluster mud; which was blended incongruously with glowworms and reptile.
The ocean looked colossal; with gigantic waves swirling tumultuously towards the sky,
Although it had its roots in granules of frigid sand;
replete with coral leaves and soggy hillocks of clay.
The gold mines appeared marvelously glittering;
emanating a perennial glow of extravagant prosperity and opulence,
Although it had its roots firmly embedded in obnoxious slabs of coal; a coat of ghastly black encapsulating its scintillating demeanor.
The silhouette of sun looked stupendously dazzling;
emitting infinite rays of fire permeating pugnaciously through the dark,
Although it had its roots sprawled since centuries unprecedented in the lackadaisical sky; with placid patches of blue in vicinity sheltering it; to make its dream come true.
The clothes on the prince’s body appeared incredibly alluring; with every individual confronting him;
instantly fantasizing himself adorning the same,
Although the royal garb had its roots in innocuous tufts of country cotton; sprouting in multiple clusters from the ground.
The edifice overlooking the shopping mall looked gargantuan; with several bystanders transgressing the streets; admiring it unanimously in open mouthed consternation,
Although it had its roots in dexterously ploughed soil; juxtaposed commensurately with raw cement and concrete.
The President’s destiny appeared enchanting; as he stood tall and domineering on the dais; with an indomitable spirit to conquer profoundly lingering in his eyes,
Although it had its roots in the lines of his spongy palm; the labyrinth of mounts and stars impregnated in his tiny fist.
The Banyan tree looked like a fascinating fortress;
with scores of animals and birds wandering vivaciously through its cascading branches,
Although it had its roots deeply embodied in recesses of moist earth; and a conglomerate of nutrients in the same; nurturing it to rise to unbelievable heights.
And the creator appeared invincible; with the entire universe distinctly visible; each time he opened his mouth,
Although he had his roots entwined with philanthropic simplicity; the rudiments of equality granting him the unprivileged aura of ruling over the entire cosmos;
residing in every heart that throbbed benevolently;
palpitated passionately for life.

MAN EATER AT LARGE

The birds on the trees screeched hysterically; permeating the atmosphere with their shrill ringing,
Cars on the streets swerved wildly; clashing head on with the electric poles,
Children studying diligently in school; rushed out in a frenzy from the building,
Women busy chatting in shopping malls; froze in their footsteps;
drowned wholesomely in the chaotic pandemonium,
Infants crawling innocuously on the floor started to cry incessantly;
banging their diminutive fists against the table,
Businessmen contemplating the intricacies of market; dropped their money;
galloped like a boisterous kangaroo for life,
The meticulous bus conductor forgot to halt at stops; speeded the vehicle;
whizzing like a demon through the placid countryside,
People languishing in the pool with the sun sizzling their frigid skin;
sprinted to seek shelter in the dense jugglery of bush as the last resort,
Clusters of teenagers painstakingly sucking ice-candy; devoured it in a single gulp; sacrificing all pleasure and relish,
Dogs barking vociferously at unsuspecting strangers; subdued their voices to mellowed yawns,
The barber who was leisurely trimming scalp hair; plucking a thin strand at a time; scraped apart the entire beard; in a state of bewilderment;
infinite beads of sweat trickling down his nape,
The petrified scientists in their state of agony; inadvertently launched space shuttles well ahead of the scheduled time,
The pop star dancing like an angel to pulsating tunes; collapsed with a thud on the floor like soggy matchsticks,
Security guards deployed on the border; fled helter-skelter using every iota of their imbibed skill; to salvage immediate shelter,
Doctors in their clinics took potent pills for palpitation; to pacify their volcanically throbbing hearts,
Fishes swimming majestically in imprisoned aquariums; slithered like never before; to the vibrations of passionate tension,
Mosquitoes profoundly engrossed in sucking ripe blood; left in a hurry;
flying to unprecedented heights of the ceiling,
The spider raced several times in its web; feeling the insurmountable agony bursting in its tentacles,
The artist sketching panoramic valleys; almost swallowed the brush in his mouth; made a sheer travesty of the image in nervous excitement,
The prime minister articulately delivering the speech in his sonorous voice;
disdainfully dropped the mike,
The sun rays winked a little from their blazing shine; the winds blowing across roads shivered inexplicably,
It was a complete mayhem out there; as the 10 foot long leopard escaped from caged bars; gallivanted like a king through the busy traffic lanes; and a single growl from the beast had people proclaiming in all directions of the;
“MAN EATER AT LARGE”.

YOU COULDNT BUY

You could purchase a pair of teeth; but you couldn t buy their scintillating shine,
You could purchase a handsome tiger; but you couldn t buy his thunderous growl,
You could purchase a glamorous rose; but you couldn t buy its mesmerizing redolence,
You could purchase the entire valley; but you couldn t buy its unfathomable depth,
You could purchase a mammoth slab of ice; but you couldn t buy its frozen coolness,
You could purchase sprawling territories of sand; but you couldn t buy their sweltering heat,
You could purchase a cluster of opalescent striped nightingales; but you couldn t buy their enchanting voice,
You could purchase boundless meadows of grass; but you couldn t buy the coat of dew drops glistening on their surface,
You could purchase the sapphire blue dolphin; but you couldn t buy its rollicking leap,
You could purchase dexterously sculptured paintings; but you couldn t buy the artists mind,
You could purchase the colossal lake; but you couldn t buy the fish proliferating inside; every unleashing second,

You could purchase a pair of eyes from the eyebank; but you couldn t buy their emphatic rays,

You could purchase knotted fingers; but you co uldn t buy the things they wrote,
You could purchase a sparkling jewel; but you couldn t buy the impact that it had on your destiny,
You could purchase a swanky car; but you couldn t buy the speeds at which it traversed,
You could purchase a slave; but you couldn t buy the uninhibited freedom of his thoughts,
You could purchase a woman; but you couldn t buy the love residing deep in her conscience,
You could purchase an idol of God; but you couldn t buy the omnipotent power it was capable of executing,
And you could purchase a heart; but you simply couldn t buy its violently palpitating beats; the overwhelming tenacity it had to grant new life .

IT WAS VERY EASY

It was very easy to let gallons of water pass under the bridge; as all one had to do was open the wrought iron gates,
But to stop its flow thereafter was exceedingly tedious; as the stream picked up speed; swelled leaps and bounds every unfurling second.
It was very easy to speed up a car; as all you needed was to uncouthly press upon the accelerator,
But to freeze it completely in its footsteps was an insurmountable task; as the sedan swerved wildly on the wet tarmac; rotating umpteenth number of times; before achieving refined degrees of control.
It was very easy to light a cigarette; as all one required was a nimble flame emanating from the matchstick,
But to subside its flames was a Herculean task; as the lungs developed an insatiable addiction for the acrid smoke.
It was very easy to provoke a tiger; as all you needed was to poke it in its ribs; disdainfully drench it with water right in its den,
But it was an agonizing wait before the beast pacified; as it tore apart the flesh of several innocent; before eventually drifting into his afternoon siesta.
It was very easy to make a person blind; as you had to do was hurl a tumbler of fuming acid towards his immaculate face,
But to regain back sight was simply unattainable; as the blackness hovering over his eyes; became more intense with the fading light.
It was very easy to shatter a colossal ensemble of glass; as all you needed to do was bang its surface coercively with hard stone,
But to recoup its fragments was a marathon job; as they lay scattered rampantly; and a majority concealed in black mud all around.
It was very easy to spend money; as all you had to do was purchase every object that appeared enamoring to your eye, let it drizzle chivalrously from your palms,
But to earn it back was overwhelmingly hard; as each penny acquired conscientiously; made you shed more than a million drops of your sweat.
It was very easy to say “I love you”; as all you needed to do was romanticize incessantly in the tunnel of tantalizing romance,
But to sustain the same became stupendously difficult; as you had to fight an head on battle with the sanctimonious society; break your back to suffice daily fodder.
And it was very easy to kill a person; as all you had to do was ruthlessly compress the trigger of your gleaming gun,
But to revive back life proved wholesomely futile; as it was impossible to enter the territories of the omnipotent creator .

THE ULTIMATE HISS OF DEATH

Like an infinite brutal knives inexorably stabbing every tangible space of happiness; devastating every single aspect of my existence beyond the threshold of sagacious repair,
Like infinite maelstroms of inexplicable despair;
thwarting even the most infidel of my desire; to die the most excruciatingly gory death within the realms of my wailing soul,
Like an infinite nights of haplessly strangulating nightmares; each of which metamorphosed me into the ghosts of jinxed oblivion; even though I was jubilantly alive,
Like an infinite thorns of truculently beheading disease; snapping every holistic fang of my existence;
with the mortuaries of unparalleled misfortune and invidious blackness,
Like an infinite skeletons of tawdrily cursing nothingness; ghastily rendering every ounce of my poignant blood; to worthlessly debilitating and infinitesimal ash,
Like an infinite oceans of deplorably slandering blood; which intransigently drowned every dimension of my skull; to the acrimoniously unsparing rock bottom,
Like an infinite gallows of deliriously inexplicable depression; which morbidly injected the vials of lecherous helplessness; into each of my veins at a speed more vicious than the most uncontrolled thunderbolts of lightening,
Like an infinite devilish snakes slithering into vindictive wilderness; maiming even the most iridescently robust of my senses; with hedonistically penalizing venom,
Like an infinite ferociously undulating waves; which made me inevitably crumble on my very own feet like a pack of lugubriously impotent matchsticks; without the tiniest of insinuation or prior warning,
Like infinite atrociously non-existent parasites;
which cannibalistically devoured even the last ounce of enthusiasm from my impoverished demeanor;
hopelessly discarding me to beg on the irascibly rambunctious roads,
Like an infinite germs of indispensably asphyxiating cancer; which slowly and slowly incarcerated even the most oblivious granule of triumph; in my bountifully celestial body,
Like an infinite murderously silent dungeons of imperiling boredom; stigmatizing each victoriously jostling nerve of mine; with unstoppable whirlpools of carnivorously delinquent lechery,
Like infinite icicles of lecherously weeping lifelessness; which diabolically froze the very last ounce of virility in my blood; rendering me lividly castrated in the center of the beautifully bustling street,
Like an infinite wails of salaciously massacring meaninglessness; which ripped apart through even the most invisible fabric of my felicity; like an endless desert of maniacal victimization,
Like an infinite footsteps of unforgivably plundering crime; forever robbing every single element of my body; of its stupendously bewitching versatility,
Like an infinite cold-blooded cauldrons of esoteric perversions; subjugating my nimble form; to the coffins of the ominously marauding and sadistically torturous devil,
Like an infinite wails of the impiously strangulating witch; which gruesomely transformed even the most harmoniously spell binding of my fantasy; into the ultimate apogees of pugnacious mayhem,
Like an infinite unfaithfully barren deserts; which wholesomely evaporated even the most mercurial trace of optimism from the chapters of my priceless life;
without the slightest of my fault; reason or ostensible rhyme,
Like an infinite signatures of the horrifically prejudiced demon; which ruthlessly crucified even the most insouciant trace of my masculine identity; with the alphabets of unprecedented devastation,
Was the sorrow lingering deep in the dormitories of my innocent heart and soul; was the sorrow inhabiting every stream of blood that flowed through my veins;
was the sorrow unmistakably reflecting from every quarter of my eye; was the sorrow that unabashedly cursed every righteously forward footstep of mine; was the sorrow that converted each of my golden breath into the ultimate hiss of death .

TRUTH IS ALWAYS NAKED

Victory is always sweet; a perpetual trouncing of the corpses of the hedonistically slandering devil; by the winds of eternally undefeated righteousness,
Honesty is always persevering; an ocean of pricelessly unflinching sweat; that eventually wins over even the most infinitesimal anecdote of treacherously prejudiced debauchery,
Friendship is always compassionate; a perennial melanging of two souls into one; irrespective of caste; creed; color or the unfurling of astoundingly zipping time,
Childhood is always pristine; an indefatigable culmination into the most innocuously unfettered fantasies of vibrant tomorrow; and a fathomless kilometers away from even the most mercurial of hideous manipulation,
Adventures are always exhilarating; an unabashedly blissful venturing into the corridors of the uncannily unknown; rejuvenating every monotonously emaciated cranny of the body with timelessly mesmerizing spice,
Beauty is always ravishing; a panoramically unbridled triumph of sensuousness over the sacrilegiously demented corpses of stagnation; for a countless more births yet to arrive,
Benevolence is always altruistic; an unendingly selfless wind of companionship; which embraces every tangible and intangible entity on this fathomless Universe; in its impregnably amiable swirl,
Creation is always artistic; an inexhaustible cistern of inimitably unparalleled energy; which burgeons into the most brilliantly optimistic shapes of an interminable tomorrow,
Smiles are always inspiring; triggering rays of unassailably bounteous hope; into the lives of all those deplorably devastated beyond the threshold of inexplicably hapless despair,
Blood is always humanitarian; coalescing the entire boundlessly effulgent Universe into a spell bindingly united mass; irrespective of whether it belonged to a;
Hindu ; Muslim ; Buddhist ; or Christian ,
Soul is always uplifting; incessantly continuing to drift into every ounce of goodness on this endlessly fructifying earth; even after the last expunging of divinely breath,
Symbiotism is always unconquerable; an untamed inferno of mutually ebullient desire; which timelessly bonded every conceivable element of free space; in the threads of benign holiness,
Yearning is always passionate; indispensably massacring even the most raunchily indiscriminately of hurdles that ever dared come in between; its royally tantalizing way,
Hunger is always natural; perpetually differentiating us insipidly greedy living beings; from the heavens of the insuperably Omnipotent and fearless Lord,
Flirtation is always mischievous; rekindling the spirit to survive as the most effervescently beautiful organism; even when buried an infinite feet beneath insouciantly meaningless mud,
Sleep is always celestial; replenishing even the most truculently lambasted arenas of the deteriorating body; with the mists of everlastingly heavenly rest,
Shadows are always mystical; undauntedly weaving an ever-pervadingly panoramic gorge of astounding fantasy; which seductively enshrouded even the obsolete cranny of the invisible veins,
Breathing is always fiery; perpetuating an unlimited forest of desire even in the most meaninglessly wanton of spaces; perpetuating the most veritably dead to euphorically surge forward in the true fervor of life,
And Truth is always Naked ; candidly exposing the most inconspicuous of ins and outs of your persona;
like when the Omniscient Creator was writing the destiny of this undying planet; and without the tiniest twitch of the eye .

IF YOU DIDN T WANT TO WAIT TILL THE NEXT SUNRISE .

If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start optimistically illuminating every drearily lambasted arena of today s sinful night; with the boundless fire of fearlessness in each of your ever-pervadingly altruistic footsteps,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start brilliantly illuminating every miserably asphyxiated cavern of today s dolorous night; with the untamed fire of timelessly unbridled creativity in your brain,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start indefatigably illuminating every lugubriously crippled ingredient of today s sordid night; with the uncurbed fire of miraculously ameliorating artistry in each of your resplendent fingers,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start interminably illuminating every wretchedly shriveled leaf of today s ribald night; with the unsurpassable fire of everlastingly astounding virility in each of your bones,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start inexorably illuminating every tawdrily deteriorating element of today s salacious night; with the invincible fire of eternal truth in your benign conscience,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start unstoppably illuminating every ghastily reproachful twig of today s unpardonable night; with the undefeated fire of inimitably priceless symbiotism in each of your blessed veins,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start impregnably illuminating every hideously perverted cranny of today s imperiling night; with the unshakable fire of effulgently resurgent enthusiasm in every naked patch of your eyes,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start incessantly illuminating every treacherously demeaning shadow of today s incarcerated night; with the unassailable fire of immeasurably bountiful sensuality; in each of your seductive eyelashes,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start unrelentingly illuminating every haplessly victimized labyrinth of today s vengeful night; with the magical fire of ubiquitously peerless brotherhood;
timelessly sparkling in each of your eye,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start tirelessly illuminating every vindictively tyrannized wind of today s sacrilegious night; with the unconquerable fire of bounteous compassion; in every word that you truthfully spoke,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start triumphantly illuminating every hedonistically slavering pebble of today s profane night; with the unlimited fire of victoriously unfettered perseverance; in each droplet of your golden sweat,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start endlessly illuminating every deplorably divested coffin of today s acrimonious night; with the untainted fire of pristinely innocuous mellifluousness; in each decibel of your magnanimous voice,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start unflinchingly illuminating every truculently devastated shred of today s jinxed night; with the limitless fire of spell bindingly ecumenical humanity;
in each of your benevolently silken shadow,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start optimistically illuminating every diabolically staggering mortuary of today s pugnacious night; with the uninterrupted fire of impeccably divinely mischief; in each pore of your vivaciously nubile skin,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start intransigently illuminating every sadistically morose jailhouse of today s demonic night; with the unceasing fire of perpetually uplifting freedom; in each of your poignantly blessed stride,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start fantastically illuminating every acridly incorrigible thorn of today s preposterous night; with the Omnipotent fire of perennially undaunted simplicity; in each of your inevitably humanitarian actions,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start indomitably illuminating every devilishly castrated whisper of today s atrocious night; with the universal fire of unbreakably poignant belonging; in each of your enchantingly priceless heartbeat,
If you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start insuperably illuminating every sacrilegiously demented graveyard of today s licentious night; with the spell binding fire of effulgently Omnipresent breath; in each of your bounteously titillating nostrils,

And if you didn t want to wait till the next sunrise;
then start royally illuminating every carnivorously stabbing battlefield of the dastardly night; with the unimaginable fire of uninhibitedly god-gifted beauty;
in each perennially fructifying transpiration of your soul .

INFALLIBLY MARRIED. YET YOU SAY THAT I M A BACHELOR!

Invincibly married to each droplet of my golden sweat;
replenishing every miserably emaciated cranny of my wailing soul; with its virtue of irrefutably spell-binding perseverance; was I,
Limitlessly married to each intrepid footstep that I traversed; wholesomely perpetuating every pore of my skin; with the spirit of timelessly rejuvenating adventure; was I,
Insuperably married to each bountiful fantasy that I dreamt; miraculously metamorphosing every ounce of my inexplicable sorrow in my veins; into a paradise of surreally inexorable optimism, was I,
Unconquerably married to each poignant blood-drop of mine; timelessly inculcating in me the egalitarian principles of inimitably peerless and priceless humanity; was I,
Perennially married to each enchanting destiny line of mine; enigmatically assimilating the unceasingly untamed thrill of existence; which magnetically vacillated at every unfurling instant of bewitching life,
Perpetually married to each follicle of my sensuously ravishing hair; exuberantly floating with the jubilantly ecstatic currents of breeze; which transcended me beyond the boundaries of fetidly gruesome manipulation; was I,
Royally married to each fearlessly handsome of my bone; supremely exultating in my tirelessly altruistic strength; wholeheartedly utilizing every iota of the same to the service of benign living kind; was I,
Triumphantly married to each of my fantastically blessing pulse; harmoniously existing for centuries immemorial; romancing in its quintessentially effulgent swirl; was I,
Unlimitedly married to each of my blissfully reinvigorating smiles; which timelessly catapulted me to the topmost rung of victorious paradise; which was inhabited by only the aisles of unfettered desire; was I,
Interminably married to each of my unstoppably burgeoning ambitions; making me feel the most pricelessly desirous puff of euphoric breath on every step that I traversed; was I,
Unshakably married to each jubilantly scarlet blush of my cheek; which made me feel as the most sensitively nubile bride; shivering wholesomely naked under the full and profound rays of the midnight moon, was I,
Eternally married to each mischievously dancing of my eyelash; which endlessly permeated me to frolic in unabashed abandon behind the magically rain-soaked meadows with the maidens of my choice; was I,
Unassailably married to each globule of my unpretentious saliva; which compassionately charged every element of my drearily flailing persona as it ran down my throat like impregnable electricity; was I,
Inseparably married to each pore of my brilliantly truthful conscience; which perennially repudiated every bit of acrimoniously ungainly lies from my nimble persona; was I,
Majestically married to each of my pristinely titillating goose-bump; which triggered unsurpassable thunderbolts of ardently augmenting lightening in even the most infinitesimal of my shadow; was I,
Unchallangeably married to each of cistern of empathy that dribbled from my eyes; engendering me to melt to even the most inconspicuous wail of all blessed humanity; was I,
Intransigently married to each untamed fireball of virility that torrentially wafted from my demeanor;
which made me feel the most immortally righteous organism on earth alive; was I,
Infallibly married to each of my gloriously fervent breath; symbiotically harnessing the fathomless treasures of mother nature in every inhalation of my destined survival; was I,
Indomitably married to each of my beautifully passionate heartbeat; endlessly imbibing the bonds of fearlessly unparalleled love in every aspect of my impoverished existence; was I,
And yet you still say that I was a penuriously demented bachelor; yet you say that I m a pathetically impotent bachelor; yet you say that I would forever remain a ludicrously unmanly bachelor; just and just because I didn t marry a proper woman; according to your sets of norms and turgidly baseless idiosyncrasies; in the entire tenure of my life .

HELP IS JUST A FINGERTIP AWAY

I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this fathomless planet; were to offer even a single altruistically compassionate cloth from our benign bodies; to befriend all those tormented by inexplicably horrific pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this boundless planet; were to offer even a single uninhibitedly enlightening smile from our selfless bodies; to befriend all those asphyxiated by treacherously inconsolable pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this gregarious planet; were to offer even a single teardrop of priceless empathy from our blessed bodies; to befriend all those slavering in uncouthly barbarous pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this limitless planet; were to offer even a single ray of insuperably burgeoning hope from our holistic bodies; to befriend all those despicably maimed and slithering in uncontrollable pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this iridescent planet; were to offer even a single muscle of fearlessness from our unflinching bodies; to befriend all those salaciously buried beyond a forlornly terrorizing graveyard of pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this stupefying planet; were to offer even a single eternally infallible fantasy from our symbiotic bodies; to befriend all those deplorably wailing in a coffin of unbearable pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this spell-binding planet; were to offer even a single droplet of miraculously patriotic blood from our synergistic bodies; to befriend all those gorily crucified by the gallows of unendingly stabbing pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this rejuvenating planet; were to offer even a single ounce of victoriously healing truth from our righteous bodies; to befriend all those truculently beheaded by the maelstroms of ghastly pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this pristine planet; were to offer even a single thread of euphorically uplifting friendship from our charismatic bodies; to befriend all those unstoppably tottering towards tawdrily victimizing pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unsurpassable planet; were to offer even a single whisker of ardent good-will from our mellifluous bodies; to befriend all those hopelessly deteriorating in the crutches of uncannily torturous pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this indefatigable planet; were to offer even a single melodiously mollifying whisper from our celestial bodies; to befriend all those despondently incarcerated in the corpses of unprecedentedly mind-boggling pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unending planet; were to offer even a single earnestly illuminating prayer from our philanthropic bodies; to befriend all those utterly devastated in the hell of cold-blooded pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this spell-binding planet; were to offer even a single globule of effulgently amazing virility from our bodies; to befriend all those atrociously emaciating in the noose of diabolical pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this interminable planet; were to offer even a single element of unassailable companionship from our bodies;
to befriend all those lecherously assassinated by the swords of sadistically demented pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unfettered planet; were to offer even a single whiff of stupendously glorifying enchantment from our bodies;
to befriend all those rotting in the gutters of treacherously remorseful pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this rhapsodic planet; were to offer even a single immortal destiny line from our mystical bodies; to befriend all those whose fortunes were being incessantly burnt in the flames of cadaverously jinxed pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this ecstatic planet; were to offer even a single ingredient of strength from our robust bodies; to befriend all those intransigently sleeping and awake with the daggers of inextinguishably murderous pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this resplendent planet; were to offer even a single puff of unbelievably reinvigorating breath from our impeccable bodies; to befriend all those haplessly trembling on the uncouthly naked floors of ribald pain,
And I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation;
intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unlimited planet; were to offer even a single beat of immortally fructifying love from our bodies;
to all those incarcerated and hideously wound in the chains of hedonistically devilish pain .

THERE S AN ANIMAL IN EACH ONE OF US

Be it in the form of the zillion ungainly abuses that blatantly drifted from our mouths; when we got provoked to the most unprecedented limits; for no ostensible reason or rhyme,
Be it in the form of the zillion innocuous insects that we uncouthly trampled upon; in our relentless quest to reach the absolute apogees of indomitable superiority,
Be it in the form of a zillion morsels of food that we cannibalistically consumed; in order to just transiently placate the insatiable hunger of our brutally emaciated stomachs,
Be it in the form of a zillion egregiously jinxed curses that we emanated; when the resplendently embellished festoons of luck; weren t running the slightest our destined way,
Be it in the form of a zillion slaps that we ruthlessly slashed to our subjugated subordinate mates; for not punctiliously cleaning our unceremoniously dwindling leftovers,
Be it in the form of a zillion nightmares of the mercilessly trumpeting devil; that inhabited virtually every sordidly lonely night; of our impoverished lifetime,
Be it in the form of a zillion droplets of blood that we merrily feasted upon; of which was composed our most tantalizingly succulent meal of robustly marinated chicken,
Be it in the form of a zillion goose-bumps of rapaciously unstoppable desire that crept up on our skins; as we witnessed the most poignantly alluring nakedness of the nubile opposite sex,
Be it in the form of a zillion fragments of sordidly devastating lies that we shrewdly uttered; just in order to save us from the unsparingly penalizing gallows of truth,
Be it in the form of a zillion guffaws of artificiality that we culminated into; just in order to be nefariously christened as a sanctimoniously spurious ingredient of the chauvinistic high society,
Be it in the form of a zillion dastardly rapes that we fantasized about day and night; just in order to keep our nimbly peerless bodies in the most supremely invincible spirits,
Be it in the form of a zillion ghastily crucifying battles that we unrelentingly fought; erecting palaces of livid gold and silver; on the foundations of countless an innocent blood,
Be it in the form of a zillion elements of insidious adulteration that we d unnervingly perpetuated into every quarter of this fathomless Universe; just so that our pockets always and inexhaustibly bulged with mindless prosperity,
Be it in the form of a zillion fiasco political revolutions that we tried to invent; which were just a manifestation of our crazily distorted imagery; and in the treachery of which millions suffered and inexplicably succumbed,
Be it in the form of a zillion consumptions of tawdry liquor and smoke; which we slurped at a speed faster than white light; and after which we sacrilegiously spat on every fraction of celestially venerated mother earth,
Be it in the form of a zillion molecules of whimsical deliriousness that we gave shape to; preposterously deluging every bit of the ecstatically vibrant atmosphere; with the unforgivable stench of the plundering diabolical,
Be it in the form of a zillion kicks that we gave to all those infirm; blind; maimed; poor; orphaned ..etc;
blasphemously using them as invisible pulleys to transport us to the destination of our sadistic choice,
Be it in the form of a zillion children that we gave birth to and then left to tirelessly beg on the obliviously dusty streets; just in order to appease the desire of our satanic flesh; in the first place,
Be it in the form of a zillion betrayals that we permeated and underwent in the tenure of our entire lifetime; miserably shattering the immortally compassionate hearts of innumerable organisms;
pricelessly existing on this spell-bindingly rhapsodic planet,
O! yes; it could be in any infinite form; size; shape;
color; intensity; but one thing s irrefutably sure;
certified; irrevocable and unstoppable; that there s an unabashed ANIMAL IN EACH ONE OF US .

IDEA

Without it even the most astoundingly greatest of musicians; would have simply nothing to mellifluously sing; incessantly flex the poignantly intricate chords of their throat till the corridors of untainted eternity,
Without it even the most sensitively greatest of artists; would have simply nothing to inscrutably paint; tirelessly juggle the beautifully silken veins of their fingers in the mists of unabashed desire,
Without it even the most spellbindingly greatest of dancers; would have simply nothing to timelessly gyrate on; mystically inundate every cranny of the remorsefully incarcerated atmosphere; with endlessly enchanting color and charm,
Without it even the most symbiotically greatest of potters; would have simply nothing to jubilantly evolve; unceasingly perpetuate handsome shapes and life; to a mountain of worthlessly decrepit clay,
Without it even the most brilliantly greatest of businessmen; would have simply nothing to ingeniously manipulate; interminably ensure the channelization of currency to all fraternities of the society,
Without it even the most majestically greatest of surgeons; would have simply nothing to miraculously cure; indefatigably using myriad of new innovations to mitigate inexplicably excruciating pain,
Without it even the most classically greatest of poets; would have simply nothing to unrelentingly fantasize; gorgeously embody fathomless sheets of barren paper with inimitably invincible literature,
Without it even the most victoriously greatest of scientists; would have simply nothing to intriguingly discover; spawn an impregnable civilization of newness from lividly decrepit bits of sullen nothingness,
Without it even the most experimentally greatest of farmers; would have simply nothing to freshly sow;
harness worthlessly inane chunks of dead soil; into the most ubiquitously fructifying fruits of an optimistic tomorrow,
Without it even the most triumphantly greatest of teachers; would have simply nothing to rhapsodically teach; permeate an entrenchment of inevitable curiosity; in ecstatically developing and nubile minds,
Without it even the most piquantly greatest of critics; would have simply nothing to undyingly analyze; candidly endeavor to metamorphose every bit of inadvertent inferiority; into a utopia of infallible perfection,
Without it even the most ebulliently greatest of sportsmen; would have simply nothing to indisputably excel; reach the absolute zenith of unassailably sparkling victory; as they extemporized every minute,
Without it even the most patriotically greatest of world leaders; would have simply nothing to ecumenically celebrate; uninhibitedly evolve a heaven of newer and newer policies; for the egalitarian betterment of all living kind,
Without it even the most tantalizingly greatest of writers; would have simply nothing to fictitiously embolden; perennially rest the robotically castrated foundation of this commercial world; on a pedestal of uninterrupted dreams,
Without it even the most impeccably greatest of priests; would have simply nothing to bounteously preach; infallibly sermonize the ideals of a synergistically benign existence; from the perspective of the Gods,
Without it even the most unimpeachably greatest of philanthropists; would have simply nothing to altruistically serve; limitlessly culminate into freshly born beams of hope and desire; in order to reach out to all those hopelessly asphyxiated in the coffins of parasitic salaciousness,
Without it even the most compassionately greatest of builders; would have simply nothing to gorgeously erect; bless countless kilometers of aridly impotent land; with the most bewitchingly different and indomitable dwellings for all humanity,
Without it even the most unconquerably greatest of minds; would have simply nothing to undefeatedly think; peerlessly gallop into the most fantastically unadulterated tunnels of desire and longing; for times immemorial,
As the entire boundless world and every single organism who has breathed; is living and shall continue to holistically exist; lives upon it; depends upon it; prosperously thrives upon it; timelessly romanticizes in its unfettered glory; and eventually dies if there s not the tiniest trace of an exhilarating IDEA .

THE BEST OF THE BEST OF THE INFINITE BEST

I didn t want to be like the best ocean on this Universe; unrelentingly kissing nothing else but the gloriously pristine shores,
I didn t want to be like the best mountain on this Universe;
unassailably towering like an unflinching citadel; even in the most hedonistically acrimonious of maelstroms,
I didn t want to be like the best forest on this Universe; mystically swishing to the exuberantly enigmatic winds of time;
all night and beautiful day,
I didn t want to be like the best pearl on this Universe; unconquerably enthralling even the most treacherously alien; with my resplendently majestic shimmer and shine,
I didn t want to be like the best statue on this Universe;
indefatigably having a gargantuan battalion of impeccable devotees;
flocking my feet in humble obeisance and perennially round the clock,
I didn t want to be like the best flower on this Universe; unbelievably pacifying even the most horrendously unlimited trace of pain; with my stupendously royal scent,
I didn t want to be like the best cloud on this Universe; perpetually deluging every disconcertingly bereaved cranny of parched earth; with my exotically tantalizing raindrops,
I didn t want to be like the best watch on this Universe; nonplussing even the most astonishingly ingenious of organisms with my timelessly ticking and invincible perfection,
I didn t want to be like the best dwelling on this Universe;
assimilating even the most infinitesimally insipid beauty of this romantically panoramic planet; in my blissfully compassionate swirl,
I didn t want to be like the best artist on this Universe; miraculously churning an unfathomable ocean of godliness; even in the most inanely pulverized scrap of impoverished paper,
I didn t want to be like the best philosopher on this Universe; with even the most indomitable of superpowers bowing down like flaccid mice; on my incongruously bohemian feet,
I didn t want to be like the best bird on this Universe; magically sailing like an impregnable prince through even portions above azure sky;
stooping down with extraordinarily nonchalant ease; to pluck at the fish of my choice,
I didn t want to be like the best clown on this Universe; perpetuating even the most drearily dying entity; to fulminate into a cloudburst of enchantingly newborn laughter,
I didn t want to be like the best prodigy on this Universe; perpetually shutting the mouths of every single entity elder to me with my uncannily inimitable charisma; and right since the very first cry of my life,
I didn t want to be like the best adventurer on this Universe;
intrepidly singing through an indefatigable number of arcane twists and turns;
fearlessly snoozing with the snakes all throughout the heart of iridescently twinkling midnight,
I didn t want to be like the best lover on this Universe;
altruistically sacrificing my infinite lives and breath; for the person I so impregnably cherished and loved,
I didn t want to be like the best fragrance on this Universe;
incredulously titillating one and all handsomely alike; with my eternally spell binding scent,
I didn t want to be like the best luminary on this Universe;
perennially radiating and marvelously serenaded; by unshakable cynosure; cynosure and just relentless cynosure,
I just wanted to be myself; I just wanted to be the human I was destined to be; For in the first case no entity tangible or intangible; no organism or human on this planet could ever be or ever dream of being the best; as the Best would perpetually remain the Almighty Lord who had created them all,
All of them as a holistically symbiotic institutions in themselves;
blissfully proliferating the mantra s of his sacrosanct existence; but still ethereally infinitesimal molecules when compared to his Omnipotent stature;
as he was the only ultimate; the only BEST OF THE BEST OF THE INFINITE BEST .

THE SILENCE OF DEATH .

A silence. Which torturously maimed every filament of effulgently blissful imagination. Which ensured that there could exist no more spell-binding fantasy;
forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was dreaded even by the greatest of humanitarian saints. Which was the most ghastily penalizing meditation into the corpses of atrociously diabolical hell; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was the most meaninglessly amorphous form of tawdrily asphyxiating emptiness. Which wholeheartedly invited only the salaciously plundering devil; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was the most indescribably jinxed shit of lies. Which was swarmed with nothing else but irreparably hedonistic disease; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which doomed the most holistically prosperous of civilizations into satanic dust. Which hadn t the tiniest integrity of its own; being molested and indiscriminately marauded by an infinite devils; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which put a parasitic full stop to every ingredient of perennial love burgeoning in the atmosphere. Which miserably stifled even the most infinitesimal of desire in its very roots; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was ubiquitously loathed by one and all on the trajectory of this fathomless Universe.
Which wafted a sacrilegious stench of everything horrendously burnt on this boundless earth; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which perpetuated only an indefinable number of people to hysterically cry. Which hideously evaporated every globule of inimitably priceless sensuality into an oblivion of lugubrious dread;
forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was more callously disheartening than chewing the most obdurately emotionless cliffs of steel. Which irrefutably proved that the whole world was nothing else but a penuriously disappearing horizon; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was the most unforgivably perverted form of sin on mystical earth. Which inevitably dissolved into an infinite pools of fetidly venomous helplessness; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which solely led to the graveyards of preposterously impoverished deliriousness. Which permeated a vindictive gloom of sadism into every innocent heart existing; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which ironically transcended all definitions of inhuman torture. Which forlornly rendered even the most iridescently euphoric aspect of existence as treacherously insane nothingness; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which incarcerated every organism existing on planet divine with a gloom of inexplicably appalling despair. Which had not even the most evanescent of rejuvenating awakening; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was the most derogatorily slandering parasite on this invincible earth. Which gruesomely blinded every eternal thought process into the gorge of ominous hopelessness; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which tyrannically devastated every tangible trace of virility into a ludicrously impotent ghost. Which perpetually loitered in the deplorable mortuaries of feckless uncertainty; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was more blacker than the most perilously cursed shades of midnight. Which deliberately debilitated each ounce of compassionate fortitude in the atmosphere to a skeleton of acrid betrayal; forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which was nothing but a worthlessly stinking carrion for the vultures of hatred to pillage. Which deplorably castrated every ounce of handsome energy into the gallows of extinction;
forever and ever and ever.
A silence. Which led neither to the past; present or immediately optimistic future. Which was wholesomely and wretchedly circumscribed by solely the very last breath of emollient life; forever and ever and ever.
Such was the silence of inconsolably gory and unstoppably lambasting death .

FERTILITY .

Fertility. Is what every true brain on this fathomless Universe unrelentingly seeks; in order to blossom into the most invincibly spell binding festoon of ideas;
upon which countless more generations ahead could solely run.
Fertility. Is what every true soil on this boundless Universe endlessly seeks; in order to blossom into the most robustly enamoring of fruit and food; wonderfully mollifying the preposterously emaciated stomachs of trillions thereby.
Fertility. Is what every true finger on this limitless Universe unceasingly seeks; in order to blossom into the most fructifying canvases of royally unfettered artistry; brilliantly metamorphosing even the most infinitesimal speck of robotically brutally monotony;
into an unimpeachably spotless paradise; thereby.
Fertility. Is what every true sky on this untiring Universe ardently seeks; in order to blossom into the most tantalizingly rhapsodic of clouds; which perennially ensured that planet earth triumphantly bloomed with compassion and not lecherously lamenting drought.
Fertility. Is what every true ocean on this astounding Universe undyingly seeks; in order to blossom into the most quintessential frosty cisterns of salt; upon which profusely relied the taste buds of the entire resplendently living race.
Fertility. Is what every true throat on this effulgent Universe interminably seeks; in order to blossom into the most mellifluously titillating tunes of togetherness; to which every cranny of this remorsefully manipulative planet today; danced in uninhibitedly vivacious abandon.
Fertility. Is what every true flesh on this timeless Universe infallibly seeks; in order to blossom into the most victorious goose-bumps of insuperable excitement; which blissfully transcended the whiplashes of inexplicable desperation forever and ever and ever.
Fertility. Is what every true eye on this unending Universe constantly seeks; in order to blossom into the most intriguingly bewitching of panoramic fantasy;
which inculcated fresh rays of hope into even the most ghastily extinguishing organism on this planet.
Fertility. Is what every true armpit on this inexhaustible Universe tirelessly seeks; in order to blossom into the most euphorically exhilarating droplets of golden sweat; which miraculously transformed all oblivions of profane laziness into perpetually emollient perseverance.
Fertility. Is what every true mother on this optimistic Universe indefatigably seeks; in order to blossom into the most pricelessly impregnable fountains of milk; so that there evolves a formidably fearless and undefeated generation; of the tomorrow.
Fertility. Is what every true man and woman on this majestic Universe unendingly seek; in order to blossom into the most fragrantly blessed chapters of god s creation; which forever ensured that none could put brakes to the symbiotic proliferation of planet divine.
Fertility. Is what every true mirror on this eternal Universe intransigently seeks; in order to blossom into the most irrefutably unconquerable reflections of honesty; which acted as the sole pivot for gripping the chords of this bounteously jubilant planet.
Fertility. Is what every true soldier on this inscrutable Universe inextricably seeks; in order to blossom into the most peerlessly blazing sun of martyrdom; so that countless other innocent civilians could forever sleep in unfettered peace.
Fertility. Is what every true Sun on this unconquerable Universe uncompromisingly seeks; in order to blossom into the most triumphant beams of unprejudiced heroism; which enlightened every pathetically beleaguered space upon this iridescent planet.
Fertility. Is what every true vein on this benign Universe wholeheartedly seeks; in order to blossom into the most impeccably egalitarian and humanitarian droplets of blood; which timelessly amalgamated every speck of the planet into the threads of unassailably noble brotherhood.
Fertility. Is what every true bee on this Samaritan Universe fervently seeks; in order to blossom into the most unbelievably melodious caverns of honey; which put all wanton consternation in the atmosphere to an eternal rest.
Fertility. Is what every true soul on this ebullient Universe undefeatedly seeks; in order to blossom into the most benevolent ideals of peace; harmony;
friendship and humanity; upon which were erected the original foundations of this planet; by the Almighty Lord.
Fertility. Is what every true nostril on this poignant Universe inexorably seeks; in order to blossom into the most inimitably pungent chapters of sparkling life; which paid an wholesomely incorrigible deaf ear;
to the wails of the devil and death.
And Fertility. Is what every true heart on this spectacular Universe incessantly seeks; in order to blossom into the most torrentially Omnipotent Cloudshowers of love; which were the ultimate panacea for every disease and suffering ever thriving on this impoverished planet .

CHEERS .

Cheers ! To every ounce of marvelously benign sensitivity on this fathomlessly jubilant planet.
Which forever ensured that the spirit of compassionate belonging; insuperably thrived.
Cheers ! To every ounce of naturally panoramic beauty on this wonderfully enamoring planet. Which forever ensured that there wouldn t be the tiniest of space for the dreaded prisons of robotic commercialism.
Cheers ! To every ounce of brilliantly Omnipotent Sunlight on this triumphantly unfettered planet. Which forever ensured that the rays of blazing optimism wholesomely devoured even the most evanescent shade of ghastily blackened negativity.
Cheers ! To every ounce of altruistically godly simplicity on this beautifully iridescent planet.
Which forever ensured that all wantonly prejudiced pretension dissolved into the corpse of inane nothingness.
Cheers ! To every ounce of victoriously glorious truth on this redolently unconquerable planet. Which forever ensured that the pugnacious mortuary of lies seemed more invisible than the thinnest wisps of nocturnal air.
Cheers ! To every ounce of majestically poignant fertility on this boundlessly burgeoning planet. Which forever ensured that mother earth continued its endlessly blessed chapters of unassailable proliferation.
Cheers ! To every ounce of tirelessly emollient adventure on this ecstatically romanticizing planet.
Which forever ensured that the gallows of bawdy monotony and politics; were buried an infinite feet beneath non-existent mud.
Cheers ! To every ounce of euphorically virile rain on this limitlessly bestowing planet. Which forever ensured that graveyards of oblivious barrenness;
merrily bloomed with stupendously reinvigorating freshness.
Cheers ! To every ounce of mischievously pristine flirtation on this symbiotically fragrant planet.
Which forever ensured that the exultation of youth remained perennial; even countless centuries after horrifically asphyxiating death.
Cheers ! To every ounce of peerlessly inimitable bravery on this ubiquitously ebullient planet. Which forever ensured that those dastardly who atrociously sold their mother s and wives; received the highest rebukes and punishment of devilish hell.
Cheers ! To every ounce of righteously impregnable faithfulness on this blissfully venerated planet.
Which forever ensured that the body of sacrilegious betrayal choked and gasped an infinite times for priceless breath; before eventually succumbing to the coffins of extinction.
Cheers ! To every ounce of unfathomably iridescent fantasy on this royally unhindered planet. Which forever ensured that the brain evolved a civilization of invincibly fructifying newness.
Cheers ! To every ounce of celestially subliming sermon on this happily palpitating planet. Which forever ensured that the dungeons of treacherously victimizing illiteracy; could never ever see the face of light.
Cheers ! To every ounce of synergistic fruit and food-grain on this regally insatiable planet. Which forever ensured that dormitories of hapless impoverishment; would ardently m lange with the fabric of mother nature s astounding fertility.
Cheers ! To every ounce of magically ameliorating artistry on this uninhibitedly musical planet. Which forever ensured that every organism irrespective of caste; creed; color or tribe; handsomely floated in the clouds of surreally inebriating dreams.
Cheers ! To every ounce of miraculously untainted creativity on this unabashedly sensuous planet. Which forever ensured that the winds of timelessly rejuvenating freshness; convivially kissed every naked patch of bizarre disease.
Cheers ! To every ounce of fierily undefeated breath on this fantastically unbridled planet. Which forever ensured that the cistern of life reigned as the most supreme command; even an infinite moments after destined death.
Cheers ! To every ounce of thunderously unshakable heartbeat on this spell-bindingly tantalizing planet.
Which forever ensured that the wave of Immortally heavenly love; embraced one and all enchantingly alike.
Cheers ! To every ounce of unbelievably selfless humanity on this inscrutably flowering planet. Which forever ensured that every organism holistically alive; was in interminable company of Omnipresent brotherhood.
And now I can most proudly and by the grace of Omniscient Lord Almighty Lord proclaim to the entire world; that my drink is actually and in its most truest sense; finished .

WHEN SLEEP INEVITABLY COMES

Be it the royal realms of the unbelievably embellished king poster bed; or be it the most treacherously barren slopes of the heartlessly cold-blooded rock which spat nothing but ostracizing disdain,
Be it the majestically silken cocoons of sensuously exhilarating clouds; or be it the unabashedly insect laden shores of the inscrutably rustic forest;
bemoaning in the most unrelenting nights of wilderness,
Be it the compassionately invincible quilts of kingly fur; or be it the most fetidly disintegrating pavements; by the tawdrily asphyxiating gutter side;
for which the entire world ended and started with the word dirt,
Be it the unassailably priceless lap of the timelessly venerated mother; or be it the most preposterously ghoulish of graveyard; from which nothing else wafted;
but the intransigent curses of the lifeless ghosts,
Be it the triumphantly pristine meadow of lush green mesmerizing grass; or be it the most pugnaciously venomous battlefield of gruesome thorns; which solely led to the corpses of lecherous extinction,
Be it the uninhibitedly poignant soil profusely soaked in ubiquitously fresh rain; or be it the bawdily worthless carcasses; which indefatigably rattled with the sounds of ominously deteriorating hell,
Be it the invincibly celestial seat of the jubilantly crimson Mercedes; or be it the balustrades of bizarrely crippling uncertainty; which vengefully permeated with increasing proclivity into every bit of the atmosphere,
Be it the intrepidly regal deck of the insuperably kingly luxury ocean liner; or be it the insanely ribald premises of the soiled lavatory seat; from which emanated nothing but the stench of intolerably strangulating malice,
Be it the eternally relaxing interiors of the beautiful sofa set; or be it the sordidly spit laden streets; from which hurled nothing else but a flurry of disdainfully wretched impoverishment,
Be it the belly of the most charismatically undulating and frosty sea; or be it the hideously sweltering sands of the acrimonious desert; which indiscriminately torched everything to decrepit meaninglessness;
Be it the wings of unconquerably blessing desire; or be it the most disastrously apocalyptic path of delinquent hopelessness; which gave an infinite curses every unveiling instant,
Be it the pillow of magically ameliorating green leaves; or be it the most worthlessly castigating coffin of charcoal; which blackened not just the body;
but irrevocably adulterated the soul,
Be it the victoriously breeze laden open roof-top terrace; or be it the most sinfully strangulating gallows of penurious prison; from which drifted solely the cries of the barbarously plundering demon,
Be it the spell-bindingly slow clad apogees of undefeated Everest; or be it the most ridiculously infinitesimal mole hills of the ant; which rendered fresh strength to the corridors of invisibility; every unraveling minute,
Be it the magically rejuvenating rockbed under the iridescently sparkling waterfall; or be it the sinister witch s abode; which intransigently screamed nothing but the most diabolical wails of death,
Be it the fields of flirtatiously liberated corn; or be it the most robotically disgruntled match-boxed offices of sheer manipulation; from which arose nothing else but the cries of haplessly dying vindication,
Be it the rhapsodically spongy cakes of insatiable prosperity; or be it the most stinkingly depraved carrion; upon which feasted an unfathomable number of inconsolably sacrilegious vultures,
Be it the perennially undefeated lion s cave; or be it the miserably clammy rats den; which was inhabited by nothing else but the derogatorily rebuking spirit of staleness,
Just doesn t matter the slightest. Because when sleep inevitably comes; it doesn t see the time; place;
circumstance that you re placed in; simply and invincibly shutting your eyes to even the most evanescent consternation in the atmosphere; timelessly ensuring that whenever you awoke; you witnessed every bit of the fathomlessly undying Universe; in the most optimistically rejuvenated and Omnipotent of light .

LIFE IS MUSICAL

Politicians are overwhelmingly influential,
Demons are hideously diabolical,
Fish are gorgeously continental,
Panthers are savagely cannibal,
Flowers are wonderfully natural,
Forests are exotically mystical,
Manipulative are stringently tyrannical,
Earth is intriguingly elliptical,
Dreams are tantalizingly surreal,
Economy is monotonously fiscal,
Artists are esoterically whimsical,
Villagers are rustically local,
Meditators are profoundly stoical,
Priests are devotedly ecclesiastical,
Learned are insatiably philosophical,
Lecherous are irrevocably clerical,
Philanthropists are amiably social,
Maelstroms are tumultuously radical,
Eyesight is beautifully focal,
Soil is ravishingly real,
Innovators are stupendously sensational,
Summits are panoramically phenomenal,
Frustrated are inevitably lackadaisical,
Castles are grandiloquently palatial,
Rats are an irascible squeal,
Relationships are unbelievably special,
Ambitions are indispensably consequential,
Romance is passionately torrential,
Princes are majestically regal,
Talents are bountifully integral,
Scorpions are acridly lethal,
Bloodshed is devastatingly fatal,
Survival is essentially fundamental,
Lies are living burial,
Explorations are innately trial,
Nightingales are charismatically rhetorical,
Tombs are morosely memorial,
Simplicity is intransigently ideal,
Mankind is perennially central,
Traditions are blissfully primordial,
Mushrooms are innocuously congenial,
Owls are ominously nocturnal,
Blisters are horrendously external,
Devils are solely physical,
Resemblance s are amazingly accidental,
Rates are vacillatingly quotational,
Bad are always optional,
Assassins are obliviously cremational,
Hatred is shattering interval,
Staunchness is inherently rural,
Force is ghastly denial,
Ambiguity is sleazily dual,
Superficiality is supremely facial,
Clowns are wholeheartedly jovial,
Diffident are indefatigably skeptical,
Happiness is celestially floral,
Imprisonment is an traumatizing ordeal,
Faithfulness is an everlasting moral,
Tangible are inevitably mortal,
God is perpetually immortal,
Unity is timelessly eternal,
Addiction is obsessively habitual,
Thoughts are royally pictorial,
Genes are ostensibly racial,
Universe is marvelously total,
Time is unavoidably alluvial,
Devotion is magnanimously cathedral,
Lasers are contemporarily digital,
Thrones are glitteringly imperial,
Encounters are puristically circumstantial,
Grasslands are placidly pastoral,
Infidelity is mockingly neonatal,
Humanity is irrefutably vital,
Blessings are exuberantly instrumental,
Adventures are euphorically inspirational,
Philanderers are alluringly bilingual,
Success is thoroughly motivational,
Separation is tragically emotional,
Assimilation is incessantly educational,
Patriotism is ebulliently national,
Peace is divinely international,
Goodwill is symbiotically rational,
Greedy are disastrously nominal,
Indigenous are intrinsically tribal,
Jokes are capriciously trivial,
Oppressors are brutally satirical,
Robots are astoundingly mechanical,
Oceans are fantastically tidal,
Fairies are impeccably sensual,
Earth is incredibly substantial,
Bees are rambunctiously vocal,
Cuckoos are austerely punctual,
Diseases are cripplingly sabbatical,
Bullets are venomously cylindrical,
Seductresses are profusely ornamental,
Alphabets are harmoniously sequential,
Wink is a flirtatious signal,
Love is immortally magical,
And life is enchantingly musical .

TRUTH

Initially as much as it might sting you like a billion acrimonious thorns,
Eventually it blossomed into the most fragrant flower of prosperity; inundating each of your senses with unprecedented happiness Initially as much as it might lethally pierce you like a thousand knives; strangulating you forever in its explicitly candid swirl,
Eventually it emerged as the most Omnipotent warrior in this Universe; pacifying your every apprehension;
with its divine ointment of life .
Initially as much as it deluged you with profusely debilitating winds of despair; stealing your last hope of blissful survival,
Eventually it put you to an eternal slumber; making you fantasize unfathomable kilometers beyond the land of rhapsodic paradise Initially as much as it separated you from the ones you dearly loved; pinching you pertinently at every step you alighted to survive,
Eventually it immortalized the spirit of your celestial existence; bonding your soul for centuries unsurpassable; with the Omnipresent aura of the Almighty .
Initially as much as it lambasted you on your nakedly shivering skin; whilst your manipulative comrades snored in cloud covers of opulent luxury and wine,
Eventually it granted you; your every philanthropic desire; making you the richest man alive on the trajectory of this never ending planet Initially as much as it melted you like an inconspicuous pancake; whilst your lecherous fellow mates danced in the aisles of seductive jubilation and exotic excitement,
Eventually it enlightened every stage of your life with invincible light; savoring for you; all the immaculate goodness that lay hidden on mother earth .
Initially as much as it slaughtered all your energy to breathe; viciously kicking you like a dog; beyond the summit of disgruntling nothingness,
Eventually it showered upon you the entire power trespassing on soil; saw to it that your every benevolent dream ripened into an enchanting reality Initially as much as it pulverized you to soggy bits of frigid ash; devouring every iota of your conviction; like an untamed horde of ruthless crocodiles,
Eventually it cast a spell of perennially mesmerizing innocence in your eyes; which won you the most cherished love of your life And initially as much as it devastated you left; right and center; reducing your robust caricature to an impoverished corpse; as the world sung and merrily laughed outside,
Eventually it ensured that you were the sole winner;
towering over the monotonous definitions of a stale yesterday; ebulliently bouncing and alive to face; a countless more fantastically righteous tomorrow s

O! yes it s upto you to believe it or not; implement the same in your lives,
But I for one live for TRUTH all night and day; will salute it above the most influential of living kind; even centuries after I die .

I MIGHT BE JOBLESS

I might be jobless; not frequenting the spuriously bombastic interiors of office once again,
But I was definitely not without spell binding fantasy; dreaming in a land of paradise; while my pompously suited mates out there; battered their heads in the choking conference room I might be jobless; not stepping in the realms of my miserably claustrophobic office once again,
But I was definitely not without enthusiasm;
blossoming into untamed newness every unleashing minute; while my manipulatively perspiring mates out there; acrimoniously ran for their blood; when the big boss absconded merrily on his tour .
I might be jobless; not entering the dingily squashed interiors of murderous office; as the clock ticked past 9; once again,
But I was definitely not without enthrallment; having the time of my life with the girl of my dreams; while my disdainfully mundane mates out there; barked indefatigably on their subordinates; eventually collapsing on cold floor; in utter frustration and tiredness I might be jobless; not bowing down pretentiously in front of my pot-bellied boss every morning; once again,
But I was definitely not without freedom; gallivanting to the most exuberantly remote place that I wanted;
while my collared mates out there; pathetically grimaced in lecherous agony; sighting each other s monthly emoluments .
I might be jobless; not sitting like a slithering goldfish in my seat before everyone arrived in office;
at the crack of dawn; once again,
But I was definitely not without my art; perceiving the most stupendously grandiloquent imagery on this fathomless Universe; while my sanctimoniously attired compatriots out there; marched left; right; and center; to the tunes of ruthlessly never ending clients I might be jobless; not polishing the shoes of my seniors; as they ordered me like a slave in office;
once again,
But I was definitely not without optimistic hope;
dancing in the aisles of tantalizing seduction; while my frigidly clean shaven friends out there; clapped and laughed to even the most poorest joke of the boss;
embracing his battalion of children; like their very own I might be jobless; not conceiving sleazy management policies; while my boss snored in heavenly bliss; once again,
But I was definitely not without astronomical conviction; plunging into the valley of ebullient adventure every unleashing minute; while my commercially tyrannical counterparts; burnt their conscience s out there; in a pool of derogatory smoke and rebuke I might be jobless; not touching the feet of my hopelessly dictatorial supremo; once again,
But I was definitely not without enigmatic mysticism;
drowning myself profusely in the swirl of melody and enchantment; while my conventionally tycoon mates out there; hideously plotted behind each other s backs; to catapult to the pinnacle of baseless power And I might be jobless; not frequenting the boundaries of abominably rotting office ever in my life; once again,
But I was definitely not without life; leading;
romanticizing; exploring it to the fullest as each night ripened into day; while my fellow mates out there; died a million deaths every second; in the murderous rat race to be the absolute best.

TO KILL

Rays of glorious optimism; to kill the treacherously ghastly darkness of the sullen night,
Avalanches of tantalizing mysticism; to kill dreadful chapters of fetidly rotting monotony,
Dewdrops of philanthropic benevolence; to kill the bloody war of indiscriminate hatred,
Pearls of perpetual wisdom; to kill the famished tyranny of hopelessly debilitating illiteracy,
Cloudbursts of rhapsodic fantasy; to kill the painstaking agony of mutilating boredom,
Fountains of mesmerizing scent; to kill the disdainfully traumatic odor of manipulative prejudice,
Tornados of Herculean strength; to kill devastating laziness; slithering baselessly on chocolate brown wisps of mundane soil,
Fabulously sweet cocoons of honey; to kill ruthless animosity; parasitically sucking all tribes,
Fireballs of untamed passion; to kill cold blooded frigidity; irrevocably refusing the web of mystique and love,
Mountains of astronomical conviction; to kill disastrous diffidence; deluged perennially in mournful remorse,
Rainshowers of irrefutable truth; to kill satanic chains of hideously ostentatious lies,
Swords of patriotic triumph; to kill traitors beheading their divinely sacrosanct motherland,
Volcano s of unprecedented ecstasy; to kill self inflicted wounds of gory sorrow; tumultuously proliferating after caressing land,
Winds of insurmountable ambition; to kill utterly nonchalant staring into murky space; for centuries immemorial,
Voices of impeccably boisterous activity; to kill everlasting hours of compellingly abominable sleep,
Nostalgic reflections of childhood; to kill inevitably advancing age; and the fear of relinquishing all energy,
Romantic clouds of majestic art; to kill savage corruption and irate blasphemy of the living; in the stringently conventional society,
Perpetually augmenting thunderbolts of love; to kill insidiously capricious and perilous hatred,
And immortal rainbows of Godly life; to kill the heart of cowardly death; even before it could even nimbly arise .

DON ‘ T

Don t enchantingly smile; and then speak of hopelessly diabolical destruction,
Don t vivaciously dance; and then think of life beneath the morbid coffins,
Don t wholeheartedly embrace; and then insidiously plot agains t the lives of orphaned children,
Don t tantalizingly dream; and then talk of being lambasted by commercial whips of manipulative reality,
Don t gallop like an untamed tornado; and then perceive of spending life in eccentrically reclusive seclusion,
Don t sow the seeds of blossoming fertility; and then step into the tunnel of perennially stinking darkness,
Don t immaculately wink; and then behave like an uncouth bartender on the boisterous streets,
Don t uninhibitedly thank; and then pierce a menacing knife into the back of your philanthropic comrades,
Don t melodiously sing; and then infiltrate like a hideous devil; into all sects of the wonderfully impeccable society,
Don t mystically intrigue; and then form an eternal bondage; with monotonously lecherous business tycoons,
Don t ardently pray; and then start to indiscriminately assassinate unsuspecting civilizations; like diminutive mosquito and inconspicuous prey,
Don t worship your mother; and then satanically devastate tiny infants; from their cozy dwellings and divinely parents,
Don t reside in harmonious solitude; and then disseminate the most treacherously fearful voice; into serene air lingering outside,
Don t sacredly bless; and then devilishly paralyze every organism alive; with your ominously abhorrent spell,
Don t paint beautifully; and then abominably bludgeon and pulverize the panoramic landscape; with your wickedly bohemian feet,
Don t fruitfully evolve; and then blow your decayed breath; polluting the symbiotically functioning planet,
Don t say I love you ; and then shatter the threads of holy matrimony; of all couples passionately married and alive,
Don t compassionately care; and then rain tumultuously acrid maelstroms of hell; on people breathing and full of exuberant life,
And don t blissfully live; and then blame the Creator for ruining each moment of your crippled life;
incessantly think of collapsing into the sinister grave and die .

PERFECTLY O.K.

Laziness is perfectly O.K.; as long as you ensure a world of dream and tantalizing fantasy for your fellow mates; engulfed with hopeless despair,
Overwhelming frustration is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure; blissfully smooth pathways; for your Nation marching towards everlasting prosperity,
Weakness is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure Herculean strength; for all those tottering towards the brink of horrendous extinction,
Boredom is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure stupendously jubilant rhapsody for destitute urchins;
disastrously shivering without their parents,
Darkness is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure a fabulous civilization of vibrantly optimistic light;
for all organisms brutally incarcerated within dungeons of despicable blackness,
Monotony is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure a planet more voluptuously ravishing than paradise; for all those treacherously blinded; without the tiniest iota of sight,
To bleed is perfectly O.K; as long as you miraculously heal the savagely vindicated wounds of patriotic comrades injured in war,
Overwhelmingly diminutive is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that the severely maimed slithering on soil; attained a status more invincible than the Himalayas,
Being a bedraggled beggar was perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that all mothers diabolically kicked by the hideously conventional society; metamorphosed to the most opulent beings on this boundless Universe]
Reducing to a bundle of inconspicuous ash was perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure to procreate countless more entities of your kind; marvelously philandering under resplendent rays of the milky moon,
Painstakingly slow is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that your gruesomely debilitated compatriots;
raced like a tornado past the finishing line,
Staying insurmountably famished was perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; all those satanically starved; replenished their bellies with exotically enticing food,
Dithering to a mute shadow was perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; the seed of perpetual humanity blossomed into an impregnable tree,
Pathetically dark is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; all faces enveloped with disease and sooty dust; transformed into the most mesmerizing silhouettes; on this earth,
Utter dumbness is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; the voice of each deplorably tyrannized;
poignantly reached the ultimate harbingers of solidarity and peace,
Ludicrously drowning is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; all those innocent children lost; safely reached their formidably secure abodes,
Indefatigably weeping is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; a perennially proliferating smile; lit up the faces of all those besieged with traumatized agony and inexplicable pain,
Aimlessly sky gazing is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure that; a wave of insatiable ambition enveloped all those rendered jobless; and disdainfully slavering without a firm purpose in life,
Sacrificing the love of your life was perfectly O.K;
as long as you ensure that a wave of unconquerable love; united every broken heart in the swirl of compassionately revered relationship,
And relinquishing breath wholeheartedly is perfectly O.K; as long as you ensure life in every dead thereafter; creating infinite of your kind; every time the earth was born again; and again and again .

BISCUIT OF BLACK IRON

For me; it was a blissful messiah; as I scribbled boundless lines of exquisitely spell binding literature; with its exotically scintillating nib,
For the butcher; it was his daily bread and butter; as he immaculately sliced hideously distorted bones and meat with its sparkling edge; to optimally gratify his endless repertoire of famished customers,
For the bird; it was an infinitesimal chunk that imparted all the holistic fortification required to her divinely nest; sequestered her innocuous siblings;
from gruesomely torrential showers of; tumultuously acrimonious rain,
For the cyclist; it was his ultimate exhilaration to ebulliently lead life; as he insatiably galloped on its shimmeringly rotund strips all night and day;
frolicked in the aisles of unprecedented desire; till the time he lived,
For the prisoner; it was his most maniacally depressing stages of existence; as he remorsefully wailed behind its tyrannical monotony; wholesomely helpless to surge even an inch forward,
For the edifice; it was its harmoniously unassailable strength; handsomely blended with glorious ingredients of cement and concrete; magnanimously supporting it against the most heinous of earthquake; and cataclysmic tornado s,
For the nomad; it was an irascibly pertinent thorn; as it proved to be an ominous misnomer amidst the naturally bountiful foliage; sporadically grazing past the contours of his innocent face and feet; to inflict brutal scabs of viciousness,
For the ship; it was an indispensable angel of incredulously compassionate solidarity; as it held fathomless tons of cargo and kin on its base; churned ahead like a royal prince; unflinchingly even amongst a diabolical battalion of whales and sharks,
For the watch; it was the most glittering tool of success; as it incessantly ticked to candidly divulge scrupulously unveiling time; sagaciously admonished one and all regarding; the cracking of mesmerizing dawn; and the perils of the vindictively sultry night,
For the dog; it was an elusively ghastly witch; as it broke all his gorgeous fortress of teeth; every time he greedily mistook it; for his robustly tantalizing dinner,
For the lake; it was an abhorrently dreaded monster;
as it invidiously infiltrated into its satiny bed;
horrendously corrupting the celestial synergy; of its blissfully bequeathing soul,
For the diamond; it was the most barbaric giant on earth alive; as it indefatigably yearned for diffusing grandiloquent glitter and voluptuous aura;
incarcerated by all humans behind its morbidly dolorous walls,
For the bloodstream; it was a deleteriously gory impediment; as it slowly corroded and dissipated its disgusting toxins; in the poignantly ecstatic and unending balcony of intricate veins,
For the castle; it was a miraculous savior of vivacious life; as it guarded the grandeur all perilous night with its treacherously serrated periphery; while the Kings and Queens snored impregnably to their hearts content,
For the singer; it was the most priceless possession of her life; as she timelessly held its sparkling body near her melodious throat; reaching the divinity in her enchanting voice; to spell bound audiences; far and wide across the trajectory of this fathomless planet,
For the teacher; it was the most inevitable tool that he could ever posses; as he controlled countless unruly and rambunctious students; with a single swish of its menacingly bludgeoning swirl,
For the patriot; it was a blessing in blissful disguise; as he majestically held it to confront the most lecherously advancing enemies; beheaded diabolically heinous traitors; with its satanically sharp and shimmering edge,
For the laborer; it was an unfathomably insidious burden; as he fulminated into a river of painstaking perspiration; bearing its disgracefully overwhelming load; upon his nimbly impoverished back,
O! Yes; A blessing in heavenly disguise for some;
while the most goriest curse of existence for those frugally remaining; A priceless charm for some; while the most insipid anecdote in life for those synergistically surviving; was the one and only; black since the very first cry of birth; biscuit of black iron .

IN-BORN STRENGTHS

Romance indefatigably and with piquant enchantment; to your most unassailably integral mountain; of in-born strengths,
Dance ingratiatingly and with tantalizing charisma; to your most fabulously impeccable repertoire; of in-born strengths,
Fantasize intransigently and with incessant fascination; to your most fathomlessly intrepid ocean;
of in-born strengths,
Gallop patriotically and with unflinching brazenness;
to your most invincibly blazing Sun; of in-born strengths,
Donate benevolently and with unequivocal humanity; to your most spellbindingly colossal kaleidoscope; of in-born strengths,
Listen ardently and with insatiable fervor; to your most gloriously glimmering fountain; of in-born strengths,
Sleep sensuously and with blissful contentment; to your most blisteringly dynamic goalhouse; of in-born strengths,
Laugh wholeheartedly and with ebulliently emollient gusto; to your most divinely unsurpassable armory; of in-born strengths,
Sing harmoniously and with unprecedented artistry in your voice; to your most ubiquitously endless river;
of in-born strengths,
Walk flamboyantly and with an unfathomable urge to reach philanthropic targets; to your most gloriously synergistic cocoon; of in-born strengths,
Philosophize humbly and with ecstatically untamed belief; to your most poignantly celestial stream; of in-born strengths,
Discover gallantly and with overwhelming enigma; to your most resplendently twinkling sky; of in-born strengths,
Serve irrevocably and with the unconquerable spirit of mankind; to your most passionately Omnipotent idol; of in-born strengths,
Invest judiciously and with astounding pragmatism; to your most grandiloquently intrinsic castle; of in-born strengths,
Write candidly and with intricately silken graciousness; to your most irrefutably honest treasury; of in-born strengths,
Pray fearlessly and with a wave of benign calm enveloping the soul; to your most scintillatingly sacrosanct candle; of in-born strengths,
Evolve intriguingly and with incomprehensibly bountiful vigor; to your most beautifully tranquil civilization; of in-born strengths,
Breathe compassionately and with the overpowering elixir to lead life; to your most stupendously fortified fortress; of in-born strengths,
Love immortally and with impregnably never dying tenacity; to your most celestially vivacious river; of in-born strengths,
Over and above all; Live symbiotically and with the relentless aspiration to conquer an infinite deaths;
to your most magnanimously bestowing lamp; of in-born strengths .

TRUE SATISFACTION

True satisfaction lies in feeding the devastatingly deprived; not in ruthlessly snatching the last morsel of food from their pathetically starved stomachs; just to tantalize your spuriously non-existent buds of baseless taste,
True satisfaction lies in educating the ludicrously illiterate; not in barbarically extricating their last iota of discerning consciousness; just to meaninglessly tingle the soles of your; sordidly treacherous feet,
True satisfaction lies in uplifting the disastrously maimed to the ultimate destination of their choice;
not in savagely excoriating the mercurial conglomerate of flesh and bone on their staggering body; just to uselessly placate your skin; with bombastic warmth,
True satisfaction lies in philanthropically assisting the blind to cross the rambunctious street; not in invidiously climbing over their hapless shoulders;
just in order to meet your boss on the other side;
before your manipulative colleague could,
True satisfaction lies in becoming the profuse source of sound for the unfathomably deaf; not in ecstatically occupying their horrifically debilitated eardrum; just in order to profoundly mystify your commercial senses; with the carpet of darkness inside,
True satisfaction lies in speaking vociferously for the horrendously dumb; not in insidiously maneuvering their innocence towards the diabolical gallows; just in order to save your murderously stinking life,
True satisfaction lies in rescuing the innocuously orphaned infant drowning uncontrollably in the satanic waters; not in using his impeccable countenance as a lifeboat; just in order to reach invincibly to the other side of the; gloriously shimmering shores,
True satisfaction lies in placating the dreadfully dreary senses of a fatigued traveler; not in perennially resting and parasitically feasting on his wavering shadow; just to pacify the already supremely satisfied elements in his blood,
True satisfaction lies in sowing seeds of invincible peace in resplendent soil; not in mercilessly massacring fathomless forests of beauty with swords of heinous corruption; just in order to embellish your pompous castles; with biscuits of extra silver,
True satisfaction lies in; marvelously becoming the voice of the tyrannically molested; not in ominously snatching every word before it even crept up their nimble throat; just to be thunderously heard; by all powerhouses and kingdoms in the world; alike,
True satisfaction lies in; benevolently embracing all those old and despondently struggling; not in satanically plucking out the tender hair from their witheringly fragile bodies; just in order to fill in the bald portions of your; inconspicuously frigid wig,
True satisfaction lies in; enveloping all those uncouthly trembling in bizarre cold in blankets of eternally mesmerizing humanity; not in parasitically sucking even the most infinitesimal droplet of poignant blood from their body; just in order to fill in your empty glasses of solitude,
True satisfaction lies in; disseminating unprecedented happiness in all those despicable hutments besieged with inexplicable gloom; not in extinguishing the slim flames of hope in their interiors; just in order to illuminate your disgustingly sleazy world; of ghastly lechery and crime,
True satisfaction lies in; uninhibitedly freeing all those savagely incarcerated in chains of treachery;
not in tumultuously inflicting all your frustration of the day upon their miserably diminutive caricatures;
just in order to spuriously relax the surplus tension;
in your overwhelming agitated nerves and bones,
True satisfaction lies in; incessantly endeavoring to coalesce all discriminating religions into the immortally impregnable religion of humanity; not in perpetuating malicious feuds in civilizations melanged with symbiotic solidarity; just to snobbishly appease your taste buds; at the sight of viciously raining blood,
True satisfaction lies in; indefatigably marching on the invincible pathways of benign unity; not in maliciously shattering the fortress of mankind; just to impart that baseless bit of extra reinvigoration;
to your foundations of non-existent prejudice,
True satisfaction lies in; astoundingly proliferating newness to synergistically continue God s chapter of priceless existence; not in venomously annihilating the innocuously divine; just in order to pugnaciously survive; for a countless more lifetimes,
True satisfaction lies in; benevolently sacrificing every iota of rhapsodic breath to nourish unequivocally spell binding goodness; not in sinfully burying a robustly sparkling organism infinite kilometers beneath drab soil; just in order to stand with laughably meticulous precision; upon your own dwindling feet,
And true satisfaction lies in; perpetually bonding broken hearts all across the fabulously fathomless Universe; not in malevolently stealing passionately palpitating beats with gay abandon; just in order to keep your body; pathetically and forever alive .

WHAT IS A POEM ?

A poem is; an everlasting ocean of poignant empathy;
that envelops you in winds of insatiable euphoria and tantalizingly rhapsodic caress,
A poem is; a marvelous compilation of majestic art;
cascading like the most opulent river of happiness; in your times of morbidly murderous gloom,
A poem is; a cloudburst of tumultuously piquant emotions; forever and irrefutably ensuring that; you kept gallivanting ahead with the delectably pristine ardor of life,
A poem is; a fathomless canvas of vivacious color and ingratiating charm; deluging every cranny of your ludicrously impoverished existence; with all mesmerizing goodness; stupendously overpowering the atmosphere,
A poem is; a wave of glorious royalty that romantically sweeps across your dreary nerves every dawn; titillates you into fireballs of untamed imagination; all throughout the fabric of the voluptuously enchanting night,
A poem is; the most grandiloquently flaming epitome of triumph; harboring you in its invincible belly of endless fantasy; nourishing each iota of your blood;
like a sacrosanct mother,
A poem is; a boisterously humming bee of ecstatic jubilation; diffusing the profound sweetness of mystical existence; on whichever path you chose to philanthropically tread,
A poem is; an unfathomable myriad of enigmatic undulations; intriguingly weaving through unsurpassable joy and inexplicable gloom in life;
alike,
A poem is; the most embellished form of written expression; catapulting you to infinite kilometers above the divinely conglomerate of celestial clouds;
to bask in the unprecedented glory of priceless learning,
A poem is; an incomprehensible mountain of intrepid philosophy; the most turbulently ebullient portrayal of the mind; body and blissfully philandering soul,
A poem is; a symbol of ubiquitous harmony; uniting civilizations irrespective of caste; creed or color from all across the fathomless planet; in its invincible blanket of humanity; alike,
A poem is; an unequivocal path of righteousness that transpires you to wholeheartedly pursue your gorgeous curtain spread of benevolent dreams; your spice to passionately embrace life and lifeless sleep;
romantically and alike,
A poem is; an unrelenting thunderbolt of perennial desire; encapsulating your diabolically dwindling bones; with the eternal fervor to exhilaratedly leap forward in vibrant life,
A poem is; the sacrosanct constituent of a writers imagination; his intransigent propensity and heavenly fodder; to compassionately lead a countless more exotic lives,
A poem is; a boundlessly ardent craving for harmonious bliss to impregnably descend; incarcerating all those disastrously devastated; with the incredulously ingratiating melody in its rhythm,
A poem is; a resplendently twinkling sky of perpetual yearning; showering its rain of unparalleled enthusiasm; upon every quarter of this earth; besieged with horrifically debilitating darkness,
A poem is; a magical whirlpool of fervently diffusing breath; that instills Omnipotent life; even in the most languidly ungainly and satanically maimed,
A poem is; a tantalizingly seducing princess;
grandiloquently culminating into a mist of fascinating desire and astoundingly bountiful grace; on every iota of space; she blessedly blended with,
Over and above all; A poem is; the innermost fulmination of the immortally throbbing heart;
transcending well above the boundaries of conventionally parasitic form; rule and structure;
every true artists desire to take indefatigably breath for; abnegating his last trace of life for it; only to rejoice with it perpetually in realms of Omnipresent heaven .

I PREFFERED TO DIE INFINITE DEATHS

I preferred standing barechested under sweltering rays of the Sun; profusely basking in a pool of gloriously golden sweat,
Rather than rotting away like a piece of dilapidated dirt incarcerated well within the dungeons; in fear of how the world would look outside .
I preferred plunging intrepidly into the vindictive;
valiantly clashing my sword in the supreme exultation of defending my priceless integrity,
Rather than listening to unsolicited abuse as the days unveiled by; petrified to venture outside in fear of being uncouthly assassinated .
I preferred swimming in full fledged fervor against the tumultuously turbulent waves of the ocean; taking the rhapsodically tangy spray full throttle on my cheeks,
Rather than sitting like a disheveled banana on the shores; ruminating unsurpassable number of times; upon the aftermaths after being devoured by the sharks .
I preferred clambering up the treacherous slope of the mountain head on against the exuberant breeze; with the soles of my robustly sturdy feet the only respite,
Rather than waiting countless decades for a golden helicopter to descend; catapult me to the absolute summit within lightening flashes of the eye .
I preferred walking boundless kilometers in the astronomically dense forest; searching for the glamorous fruits of nature which I savored even in my dreams,
Rather than wait like a frigidly parasitic mosquito on the ground; for destiny to place the fathomless festoon of berries; languidly in my lazy lap .
I preferred wholeheartedly embracing the euphorically crackling flames of fire; profusely relishing the flamboyant warmth that rejuvenated every dreary bone in my persona,
Rather than running a million kilometers away from the blazing inferno; dreadfully afraid of being scorched to the corpse .
I preferred blurting out whatever was fulminating in the topmost compartment of my mind; candidly expressing even the most infinitesimal iota of my feelings,
Rather than plotting a battalion of insidiously lethal ideas; like a trembling coward behind the back of my compatriots .
I preferred speaking the perpetual truth at the cost of my rubicund flesh; although it blended the sky and the earth together in the swirl of its irrefutably overwhelming agony,
Rather than camouflaging my words with the cloud of deceitful lies; manipulatively evolving every word I spoke .
I preferred to proclaim my love for my beloved in front of the entire acrid world; in the face of rebuke and the most severest penalty from the society for my act of unconventional audacity,
Rather than strangulating my senses painstakingly; bit by bit; as I watched them bonding her sacrosanct countenance with the mate of her choice .
And I preferred to die infinite deaths this very instant with my head held high; and the voice of my impeccably righteous conscience dictating me to execute every action of my existence,
Rather than leading a life slaving for another molecule of my kind; bowing down my persona to a diabolically lecherous entity; whom even the Lord had rejected since immemorial times .

DON T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO

My eyes popped out in overwhelming exasperation; my sockets dancing restlessly on the floor,
My lips distorted themselves to incomprehensibly horrendous contours; biting themselves satanically as the moon blossomed to a perilously sinister glow,
My hair stood up like thunderbolts of stringent electricity; blazing fireballs of despondency towards the sky,
My fists curled into an insurmountably formidable punch; aching to thunderously batter arid wisps of breeze painstakingly blowing around,
I am sure that my treacherous plight must be the same as that besieging you my friends; when we just don t have; ANYTHING TO DO .

My sweat dribbled down in cyclonic frenzy;
proliferating by the unfurling minute; into fathomless oceans clashing against the walls of nothingness,
My teeth locked themselves in an immortally peevish embrace; chattering countless times in an indefatigable search for spurious solace,
My skin developed boundless goose bumps of profound disdain; shivering incessantly in the inexplicable trauma lingering in placid air,
My ears heard a volley of sounds which were entirely non-existent; kept inexorably iterating tunes which hovered countless feet beneath the graves,
I am sure that my treacherous plight must be the same as that besieging you my friends; when we just don t have; ANYTHING TO DO .

My yawn reverberated more diabolically than the demons; as I tossed unrelentingly on my lackadaisically strewn four poster bed,
My shadow fluttered miserably in the domains of hell;
shrinking its robust proportions to more inconspicuous than an ant; in its quest for treading on the unexplored,
My eyelashes withered ferociously towards unruly soil;
wanting to rejuvenate themselves thoroughly in the fabulously rain soaked mud,
My throat blurted a myriad of obnoxiously hoarse tunes; permeating through the realms of normalcy with its relentlessly hysterical shrieking,
I am sure that my treacherous plight must be the same as that besieging you my friends; when we just don t have; ANYTHING TO DO .

My stomach belligerently puked out foul matter from the inner most recesses of my intestines; contracting to as thin as an infinitesimal whisker; struck by body blows of mind-boggling desperation,
My fingers scribbled an unfathomable battalion of nonchalantly incoherent literature; swished menacingly to emboss the most hideously invidious forms in loose sand,
My neck swirled in infinite directions as the clock ticked; profusely confused by the happenings that unleashed themselves in the surrounding,
My heart sank all its beats in my acrimoniously pointed boots; my breath and soul searched frantically for the paths on which the Sun austerely shone in its fiercely flamboyant shine,
I am sure that my treacherous plight must be the same as that besieging you my friends; when we just don t have; ANYTHING TO DO .

EVEN IF WAS BORN DEAD

I could relinquish all my clothes this very moment;
shiver hysterically as turbulent cloud covers of snow tumbled ferociously from the sky,
I could relinquish all my fantasies this very moment;
stare in mockingly dumb ridicule towards abstruse bits of solitary air,
I could relinquish all my spurious pride this very moment; start hoarsely begging on the streets; with my profusely bedraggled hair cascading disdainfully over my cheeks,
I could relinquish all my overwhelming courage this very moment; surrender in meek submission to even the ants transgressing near the lavatory seat,
I could relinquish all my smiles this very moment;
weep till times immemorial; even though the Sun outside glowed brighter than when it was born,
I could relinquish all my blood this very moment;
mercilessly extricate the indispensably life yielding fluid horrendously from its very roots,
I could relinquish all my teeth this very moment;
uncouthly abrading them against obdurate biscuits of acrimoniously thorny steel,
I could relinquish all my taste this very moment;
surviving wholesomely on stale left overs of insurmountably decaying bread blended with the bland desert sands,
I could relinquish all my memory this very moment;
frantically groping my way like a new born child amidst the myriad of boisterously whipping traffic,
I could relinquish all my daintily gifted features this very moment; brutally ripping apart each part of my robustly voluptuous skin,
I could relinquish all my astronomically earned wealth this very moment; licking the mud in insatiable hunger as the stomach cried beyond the realms of no control,
I could relinquish all my nerves this very moment;
slithering in tumultuously painstaking agony as the vultures descended to confiscate my skeleton,
I could relinquish all my ambitions this very moment;
loiter aimlessly with the sword of desperation penetrating me deeper and deeper by the unveiling minute,
I could relinquish all my prudently sagacious ability to think this very moment; incurring a billion bomb blasts incessantly in the corridors of my tenderly palpable brain,
I could relinquish all my melodious voice this very moment; persevering to eternity to blurt even a single alphabet; although I possessed the most ingratiatingly fabulous island of rosy tongue,
I could relinquish all my dexterity this very moment;
maniacally executing only an inconspicuous task for decades unfathomable; although the Creator had gifted me with boundless virtues of this world,
I could relinquish all my body this very moment;
lingering like an insipidly treacherous and gloomy spirit; although mountains of raw tenacity engulfed each of my bones,
I could relinquish all my breath this very moment;
incarcerating myself infinite feet beneath my burial ground; profoundly abdicating even the most minuscule trace of tangible life,
But I couldn t relinquish you O! Beloved; for you were not only more precious to me than any other entity on this Universe; but my very reason to live; even if I was born dead for infinite lives .

UNPARDONABLE CRIME

To enter it was as easy as the wail of a freshly born child; as you suddenly escalated to the absolutely unprecedented summit; of awesome power,
While you found yourself lambasted to threadbare bits of inconspicuous dust; the very instant you decided to wholesomely relinquish its; preposterously ghastly swirl .
To enter it you didn t require the slightest of guts;
as the profusely overwhelming cascade of lethal guns in your hand; made you feel more powerful than the most indomitable of prince,
While you transited into an infinitesimal pool of disdainful mosquito curry; the very instant you decided to quit its heinously gory swirl; for good .
To enter it you didn t need even the slightest of brainwork; as the profound feeling of raw power sunk deep into your malevolently prejudiced soul,
While you had the worst nightmare of your life which incorrigibly refrained to end; the very instant you tried to spit on its derogatory web of insidious lechery .
To enter it was the most lucrative moment of your impoverished life; as you envisaged nothing but castles of glittering gold on even the most sordidly remorseful step; that you tread,
While you got kicked worse than the orphaned stone; in lunatic whirlpools of your own blood; the very instant you even thought a ludicrous fraction; of relinquishing it forever and ever and ever .
To enter it was a live life kingsize dream for you;
with fathomless territories of innocuously opulent land; diminutively reeling under your savagely merciless authority,
While you relentlessly wailed worse than an agonizingly dying man; embedding your feet deeper and deeper into the morbid graveyard; the very instant you perceived even the tiniest of abdicating; its uncouthly barbaric swirl .
To enter it all you needed was an ungainly bunch of surreptitiously hideous contacts; as you proudly envisaged yourself to be one day seated on the throne of this entire Universe,
While you had veritably no saliva left in your mouth to swallow; the very instant you resolutely planned to abnegate; its treacherously bloodstained dormitory .
To enter it you had perhaps waited all your life;
conceiving silken luxury to perennially kiss your penuriously devastated footstep; and that too within the wink of an eye,
While you found yourself devouring garbage left over by the pigs for centuries immemorial; the very instant you eventually realized; and wanted to forever shun its uncouthly parasitic caress .
To enter it was the most ego satisfying time for you;
as you could now ruthlessly slap back all those who had even inadvertently scratched you; with the unfathomably invidious power of dastardly weaponry,
While you irrefutably didn t get even the most mercurial of chance to sight the morning Sun once again; the very instant you benevolently resolved; to abandon its ghoulishly forlorn dungeon of meaninglessness .
And to enter it all you had to do was sporadically utter the word CRIME; and Lo! Behold there was some salacious gangster or the other fervently waiting there to optimally exploit your innocence to the most unsurpassable limits,
While you insensitively scrubbed your entity from this earth forever with your own blood laden hands; the very instant you took a solemn pledge; to vanquish its menacingly slandering territory .

THE BEST

Prejudiced are those who baselessly dramatize,
Majestic are those who voluptuously romanticize,
Cowardly are those who meaninglessly ostracize,
Marvelous are those who unrelentingly fantasize,
Dastardly are those who treacherously traumatize,
Penurious are those who vengefully victimize,
Magicians are those who enchantingly soliloquize,
Devils are those who uncouthly penalize,
Artisans are those who articulately specialize,
Demons are those who mercilessly cauterize,
Satanic are those who spuriously philosophize,
Traitors are those who insidiously aggrandize,
Enamoring are those who ravishingly tantalize,
Resurgent are those who unflinchingly patronize,
Resolute are those who perpetually idolize,
Brave are those who magnificently acclimatize,
Greatest are those who altruistically sacrifice,
Prudent are those who sagaciously apprize,
Turgid are those who ruthlessly baptize,
Ominous are those who manipulatively plagiarize,
Patrons are those who intricately recognize,
Harbingers are those who ubiquitously rationalize,
Samaritans are those who relentlessly nationalize,
Morbid are those who incessantly vandalize,
Surreptitious are those who perilously scandalize,
Astute are those who succinctly concise,
Diabolical are those who indiscriminately pulverize,
Ingenious are those who innovatively sensationalize,
Innocuous are those who resplendently eternalize,
Bombastic are those who pretentiously glamorize,
Holistic are those who worship Sunrise,
Uncanny are those who enigmatically mysticize,
Savage are those who menacingly exorcise,
Triumphant are those who intractably epitomize,
Failures are those who wickedly avarice,
Pertinent are those who indefatigably criticize,
Enthusiasts are those who uplift bourgeoisie,
Philanthropic are those who congenially harmonize,
Obsessive are those who dogmatically habitualize,
Lovers are those who tirelessly immortalize,
Insects are those who remorsefully advice,
Monotonous are those who unreasonably legalize,
Visionaries are those who sagaciously Institutionalize,
Blessed are those who holistically collectivize,
Alluring are those who chant moonrise,
Abominable are those who ingloriously immobilize,
Victorious are those who honestly rise,
Exhilarating are those who ebulliently surprise,
Perfectionists are those who intricately synchronize,
Meticulous are those precisely systemize,
Persevering are those who chronologically itemize,
Devout are those who blissfully traditionalize,
Cold Blooded are those who barbarically polarize,
Dictatorial are those who chauvinistically mercerize,
Unpardonable are those who satanically brutalize,
Divine are those benevolently synthesize,
Charismatic are those who humanitarianly symbolize,
Vindictive are those who unsurpassably tyrannize,
Entrepreneurs are those who coherently channelize,
Anarchists are those who rougishly agonize,
Prudent are those who quickly summarize,
Lackadaisical are those who disdainfully mechanize,
Derogatory are those who worthlessly demoralize,
Abhorrent are those who frigidly desensitize,
Opportunists are those unequivocally maximize,
Insane are those who sinfully pressurize,
Enthusing are those who spell bindingly surprise,
Gimmick are those who sleazily advertize,
Gifted are those who unbiasedly memorize,
Humane are those who naturally mortalize,
Indescribable are those who incessantly demonize,
Remarkable are those who heavenly conceptualize,
Lackluster are those who nonchalantly neutralize,
Affable are those who wholeheartedly socialize,
Corpselike are those who purposelessly sterlize,
Unpredictable are those who atrociously disguise,
Melanging are those who synergistically franchise,
Intelligent are those who poignantly familiarize,
Discerning are those who perceptively characterize,
Fairies are those who unbelievably mesmerize,
Perfectionists are those who comprehensively totalize,
Martyrs are those who selflessly actualize,
Comrades are those who uninhibitedly solemnize,
Ungainly are those who truculently terrorize,
And The best are those who sportingly realize .

THE CHAPTER OF VIBRANT LIFE

At times a river of sensuously everlasting happiness;
while at times an inexplicable thorn stabbing you with pints of traumatized anguish,
At times a mesmerizing cloud of blossoming prosperity;
while at times an incorrigible impediment engendering you to preposterously stagger towards the aisles of hopelessness,
At times a fountain of unbelievable resplendence;
while at times testing you against the most horrendously ominous storms; which unrelentingly seemed to have not the slightest of respite,
At times a euphorically surging bird flapping in the realms of ebullient jubilation; while at times inevitably making you trip towards the dungeons of frantically bizarre desperation,
At times a melodiously enchanting song placating even the most murderously diabolical of your nerves; while at times asphyxiating your visage; with precarious testaments of painstaking perseverance,
At times an ultimate harbinger of celestial peace;
while at times marauding your brain with a boundless mountain of; compulsively crippling thoughts and prejudice,
At times a waterfall of voluptuously seductive glory titillating you till times beyond eternity; while at times an ominous maelstrom of intractable difficulty;
penalizing you from every ostensible side,
At times a thunderbolt of ingenious innovation; while at times a disastrously insane wastrel; infiltrating you with daggerheads of insipidly debilitating nothingness,
At times a garden of stupendously enthralling vivaciousness; while at times an unsparingly acrid blade that menacingly greeted you; at every step that you transgressed,
At times a gorgeously enthralling paradise of bestowing scent; while at times an assiduously testing examination of the severest of odds; making you wither into a penurious shadow of disdainful remorse and neglect,
At times an ecstatic whirlpool of rejuvenating freshness entirely metamorphosing the complexion of your abominably bedraggled life; while at times a corpse of baseless tensions; depriving you of even the most infinitesimal wink of sleep,
At times an irrefutably triumphant medallion of blazing victory; while at times insidiously lambasting you with swords of monotonously mundane commercialism and abhorrent malice,
At times the most candidly blissful reflection of your impeccable soul; while at times tumultuously besieging your entire countenance; with heinously incarcerating beads of impeding sweat,
At times the tantalizingly exotic carpet of the gregariously twinkling night; while at times a vociferously crumbling sea of disparaging despair;
viciously hurtling you from your most unequivocally consolidated place in pragmatic existence,
At times a mountain of unconquerably Herculean strength safeguarding you against the most treacherously salacious evil; while at times an inscrutable cistern of black magic; invidiously transforming your every wish into a mirage of meaninglessness,
At times an unassailable inferno of divine righteousness transcending you above the most immaculate angels in fathomless sky; while at times a savagely tyrannical panther; instilling in you an insatiably unending flame of lecherous greed,
At times the most priceless elixir to ebulliently bounce in every instant of rhapsodic survival; while at times vengefully slapping you with whirlwinds of defeat; staring with uncouth barbarism in your innocent eyes,
At times a resplendently robust fruit culminating into rays of revitalizingly Omnipotent hope; while at times more slippery than the surreptitiously perilous eel;
triggering you to plummet headon on a snake of slithering nonchalance,
And at times an immortal bonding of existence bountifully coalescing you with all those whom you pricelessly loved; while at times more sardonically bitter than venom could ever have tasted; such was the vacillating chapter of vibrant life .

12.0 CLOCK

12.0 Clock. A moment when the voluptuous seduction of ingratiating blackness; enshrouded each frazzled nerve of mine with silken sensuousness,
12.0 Clock. A moment when overwhelmingly enchanting melody; whispered a tale of profound mysticism in my frantically insane and bereaved ears,
12.0 Clock. A moment when a carpet of rejuvenating serenity blissfully infiltrated into my lunatically manipulative life; celestially placating every inexplicably traumatic thought of mine,
12.0 Clock. A moment when the entire Universe outside seemed to be a mesmerizing paradise; with an unfathomable ocean of benign goodness; profusely encapsulating every ingredient of my tyrannically lambasted blood,
12.0 Clock. A moment when the resplendently milky light of the charismatic Moon titillated me till times immemorial; bathing me in a cistern of wonderfully enamoring beauty,
12.0 Clock. A moment when an unsurpassable garden of reinvigorating scent encompassed my disastrously staggering stride; triumphantly urging me to embed the flag of philanthropic victory; on the path of righteous mankind,
12.0 Clock. A moment when tantalizingly cool breeze exuberantly brushed through my dolorously dwindling eyes; transpiring me to fantastically erupt in an unrelenting cocoon of; spell binding fantasy,
12.0 Clock. A moment of unbelievably rapturous delight; when the rustling of the vivacious trees;
seemed like the eternal heavens had bountifully descended down,
12.0 Clock. A moment which metamorphosed the complexion of my beleaguered lips to a poignant crimson; triggering in me the insatiable urge to blend with all sensuously exotic beauty around,
12.0 Clock. A moment when aristocratic waves of tranquility; miraculously changed the definition of my haplessly shattering life; to a civilization of perennially blossoming freshness,
12.0 Clock. A moment that blissfully redefined every aspect of my monotonously mundane survival;
enlightening each of my hopelessly crippling footsteps; with a reservoir of unconquerably heavenly newness,
12.0 Clock. A moment which regally painted the impoverished kaleidoscope of my dithering existence with an incomprehensible valley of vibrant color;
making me wholesomely believe in the harmoniously benevolent principles of; priceless humanity,
12.0 Clock. A moment when the relentless stare of the vividly striped owl; tumultuously evoked me to conceive beyond the realms of the sparklingly extraordinary; diffuse into a flower of innovative freshness; every unfurling minute of my existence,
12.0 Clock. A moment which impregnated my lackadaisically nonchalant life with astronomically unending spice; as the magnificently eclectic frequency of the atmosphere; lit a lantern of love through every vein of my persona,
12.0 Clock. A moment fabulously relieving me of even the most infinitesimal of tensions; deluging the canvas of my beautifully scintillating breath; with ubiquitously untamed euphoria,
12.0 Clock. A moment which royally catapulted me beyond all sinful apprehensions of pragmatic life; as I majestically coalesced with the aisles of unending desire; for infinite more births yet to come,
12.0 Clock. A moment when there seemed nothing but the ravishing scent of the unassailably princely rose; as the petals of my lugubriously despairing life; bloomed full throttle towards the pathways of insurmountable excitement,
12.0 Clock. A moment when the breath that nondescriptly diffused from my nostrils; suddenly incinerated an invincible cloudburst of romantic passion; in the pathetically fading atmosphere,
O! Yes. 12.0 Clock. A moment when the stringently conventional society outside snored ludicrously;
incarcerated well within the asphyxiating agony of quilts and spurious air-conditioner; while my heart had just commenced to sing the beats of love and life;
as it was now fascinating midnight .

MONEY

You could metamorphose into an impeccable saint; and then incessantly castigate it; for its salaciously treacherous and hideously ungainly intent,
You could step into the shoes of an immaculate angel;
and then indefatigably rebuke it; for corrupting the fabric of the celestially blissful atmosphere,
You could transform into a bountifully blessing cloud;
and then irascibly condemn it; for its baseless proportions of abhorrently stinking malice,
You could wholesomely blend with harmonious goodness;
and then unrelentingly pulverize it; for its heinously malicious waves of insidious remorsefulness,
You could uplift your soul to the bountifully everlasting heavens; and then relentlessly ostracize it; for its lecherously vindictive swirl; that perfidiously infiltrated the fabric of innocuous humanity,
You could catapult to the summit of patriotically blazing freedom; and then unrelentingly abuse it; for its spell of disdainfully abominable commercialism and horrifically ghastly captivity,
You could blissfully traverse on a blanket of unequivocally scintillating pearls; and then unstoppably slander it; for being a pertinently perilous insect; satanically sucking blood from all living beings,
You could embellish yourself with flames of stupendously unassailable honesty; and then timelessly decimate it; for its waves of discordantly unwarranted prejudice,
You could reach the corridors of rhapsodically eternal paradise; and then intractably slash at it;
for it being an intolerable impediment; that traumatically poisoned one and all; in their way to holistic righteousness,
You could drown yourself in the winds of enchantingly sensuous melody; and then ruthlessly crucify it; for its nonchalantly monotonous caress of the; radiantly blooming society,
You could become a fulminating ray of dazzling sunshine; and then tirelessly exonerate it with your candid voice; for not functioning according to the principles of the; Almighty divine,
You could transcend beyond the realms of benign goodness; and then unsparingly whip it; for diffusing a path of murderous war; all across God s most ravishingly splendid continent,
You could dance in the aisles of marvelous empathy;
and then savagely shoot it; for lethally disobeying the ideals of symbiotic existence; diffusing vindictive hatred in the hearts of one and all; alike,
You could chant the most sacred mantras on this Universe; and then unflinchingly squelch upon it; for its merciless ways of leading life; for the sinister darkness of ill will that it instilled in passionately palpitating hearts,
You could synergistically epitomize all resplendently beautiful on this colossal planet; and then tyrannically distort it; for being so brutal on all those innocuously wandering; under the carpet of heavenly life,
You could bask ingratiatingly in the glory of profoundly impeccable moonlight; and then intransigently demolish it; for its icicles of cowardliness; that degraded the existence of every organism alive,
You could intrepidly clamber up the slopes of exhilarating adventure; and then fearlessly bang it;
for its stench of surreptitious badness; acridly pilfering into the lives of innocuous mankind,
And do what you could; rebuke it; perennially annihilate it; diabolically spit on its cacophonically bereaved soul; excoriate it apart into an infinite pieces,
But you knew as much as I did today; that it was the cardinal reason of our existence; with the rest of the planet following us unequivocally on the same footsteps,
For all those who proclaimed that they were fathomless miles away from it; still indispensably needed it; as every speck of luxuriously opulent cloth on their bodies; every bit of resplendently replenishing meal in their famished stomachs; every bit of bullet proof roof sequestering their heads; was partly due to it;
such was the power of hateful; yet pacifying money .

GREATEST ART

The greatest art was not in clambering unsurpassably coldblooded mountains; with overwhelmingly poignant and adroit precision; barefoot,
The greatest art was not in stupendously encapsulating the beauty of the fathomless cosmos; in threadbare sheets of barren paper; singlehandedly,
The greatest art was not in racing swanky cars on avalanches of heartless ice; dexterously swerving an indefatigable number of times to degrees of extraordinarily beautiful precision; naked bodied,
The greatest art was not in flying umpteenth kites at a single time; celestially maneuvering countless strings of infinitesimal thread in gusty sky; towering on the tip of your big toe,
The greatest art was not in erecting majestically palatial edifices in lightening seconds of time;
inundating boundless kilometers of arid landscape with indomitable concrete jungles; in just a single breath,
The greatest art was not in astoundingly memorizing limitless jargons of patriotically blazing literature;
tirelessly reciting them to the entire planet; in just a single flash of an eye,
The greatest art was not in adventurously diving to the rock bottom of the truculently stormy ocean;
sustain life amidst the satanic battalion of sharks and crabs beneath; for times immemorial,
The greatest art was not in impeccably prognosticating the destiny of one and all on this endless earth;
astonishingly chronicling even the most minuscule of event to yet unfurl; in bleary eyed dawn,
The greatest art was not in eclectically controlling an unfathomable horde of rampant serpents; fearlessly entwining them all around your scarlet cheeks; without the tiniest bead of sweat,
The greatest art was not in staring relentlessly at the profoundly blistering Sun; dazzling into a patriotic saga of Herculean bravery; handsomely unfettered,
The greatest art was not in emulating every conceivable voice on this enamoring Universe; with unconquerably marvelous artistry in the innermost chords of your throat; like supreme Omnipotence sweeping all evil,
The greatest art was not in grazing insurmountable flocks of innocuous sheep in a harmoniously single row; to the enigmatically magical movements of your nimble fingers; in blissfully unassailable unison,
The greatest art was not in weaving countless lines of gloriously imperial literature; fulminating even the most infidel ingredient of your blood; for the rhapsodically untamed ocean of your versatility,
The greatest art was not in devouring even the most sordidly acrimonious stones; digesting even the most hedonistically salacious of impediments; without a single burp,
The greatest art was not in inhaling every speck of exhilarating breeze on this invincible globe;
inundating the cushion of your lungs with enchanting sensuousness; for infinite more births yet to unravel,
The greatest art was not in brilliantly standing first at every cranny of existence; Omnipresently solemnizing your diminutive countenance as the very best; till centuries even beyond your veritable time,
The greatest art was not in flamboyantly embellishing your dreary countenance with the most exquisitely fantastic satin on this planet; diffusing into a wave of indefatigably priceless color on every step that you intricately tread,
The greatest art was not in infectiously triggering everyone around you into whirlpools of insatiably hilarious laughter; metamorphosing every globule of sullenness into an impregnable mountain of humanitarian smiles,
For as long as this exotically fructifying earth has existed; as long as God has chosen organism to diffuse into an unendingly exuberant sea of tangy breath; as long as symbiotically immortal love has blossomed in every holistic heart; the greatest art has always been and will forever be; leading each moment of survival to the absolute fullest; wholeheartedly accepting every shade of inexplicably fabulous life; just as it unabashedly comes .

A DEATH MORE HORRIFIC THAN WHAT DEATH COULD EVER BE

I didn t know whether to plunge into the well of treacherously vindictive scorpions; or whether to hang myself insanely upside down from the cadaverously gleaming gallows,
I didn t know whether to chop my skull into an infinite fragments with the merciless butcher knife;
or whether to let every conceivable parasite on this boundless planet to uninhibitedly suck blood from my derogatorily diminishing veins,
I didn t know whether to stand bare-chested in the way of the unrelentingly unsparing avalanches; or whether to lecherously drown to the rock bottom of the deep ocean; with an unsurpassable battalion of sinister crabs in my mouth,
I didn t know whether to torch my skin alive in a gutter of insidiously adulterated kerosene; or whether to ruthlessly excoriate every iota of my nimble skin;
from the top of my brutally emaciated bones,
I didn t know whether to lethally gouge my eyes with ghoulishly blood coated thorns; or whether to shatter my entire countenance into a countless fragments;
sadistically banging my body against the venomously cold-blooded rocks,
I didn t know whether to bury myself alive infinite feet beneath sinking soil; or whether to surrender myself to every construable bit of disparagingly convoluted badness; on the trajectory of this gigantic planet,
I didn t know whether to indefatigably sip vials of hedonistically ghastly poison; or whether to get gored full throttle; by the acrimoniously piercing thorns of the savagely marauding bull,
I didn t know whether to barbarously slash the trembling veins of my palm with perfidiously criminal blades; or whether to make a ludicrously grotesque barbecue of myself for the unscrupulously wandering termites,
I didn t know whether to lividly wither like a despondently crackled leaf; or whether to leap naked fleshed from the pinnacle of the sky; to crunch my every bone with stray pebbles and rocks on earth beneath,
I didn t know whether to let the demons crucify me on the sacrificing altar torturously sucking every speck of my exuberance under the acridly sweltering Sun; or whether to raunchily take every pistol bullet that hurtled pugnaciously in serene air; right in the center of my head,
I didn t know whether to timelessly incarcerate every cursed breath of mine in chains of isolation; or whether to tirelessly march through a graveyard of sickness; where the ghosts of disease made every instant of my life more crippling than an infinite deaths,
I didn t know whether to lasciviously slit every patch of robustness in my throat with the satanic garden shears; or whether to truculently blast even the most inconspicuous element of sensitivity in my ears with perniciously ribald bombs,
I didn t know whether to indiscriminately inundate every pore of my slavering body with unfathomably unforgivable bitterness; or whether to greedily slurp asphyxiating acid down my throat in incomprehensibly luxurious amounts,
I didn t know whether to forever disappear into the corridors of bawdily nonchalant nothingness; or whether to continuously lick victimizingly threadbare dirt on the lavatory broomstick; like an irascible cockroach all my life,
I didn t know whether to become a live carrion for the egregiously cannibalistic vultures; or whether to surprisingly come in front of a speeding truck; being massacred to a gory absolution without the slightest intimation or respite,
I didn t know whether to limitlessly hurt myself like an uncontrollably prurient imbecile; or whether to jinx myself with the most uxoriously tyrannical spirits of fretfully decimating doom,
I didn t know whether to baselessly howl the last chord of my throat till the threshold of infinite infinity; or whether to perch my diminutive form upon the belligerently flaming pyre; for an irrefutable isolation from the vagaries of this manipulatively prejudiced planet,
I didn t know whether to eat ominously bellicose cyanide for dessert; or whether to forever snap my inconsequential reflection from the periphery of this fathomless earth; devastatingly fading into a corpse of lunatic darkness,
Her loss was so profoundly unbearable that I really didn t know how to die; Her untimely departure was the most irreversible defeat that I had faced in the chapter of my truncated life,
And therefore; all that I intransigently sought for today; was a death more ghastlier than the most horrific of death could ever dream of or could ever be; such a penalizingly lambasting corner in the coffins of diabolical hell; where the absence of her divinely sacrosanct form would never ever make me cry again .

WHO SAYS ?

Who the senseless says that I insatiably craved for your wonderfully tantalizing smiles every instant; to blissfully lead the chapter of vivaciously beautiful life?
As a matter of fact; I inexorably drowned myself in the same; to profusely enjoy ghastly death to its ultimate fullest; till times immemorial .
Who the lackadaisical says that I unrelentingly yearned for your seductively rampant senses every instant; to bountifully unfurl the unsurpassably vibrant colors of life ?
As a matter of fact; I tempestuously drowned myself in the same; to insurmountably enjoy gory death to its ultimate fullest; till infinite more births yet to come Who the dastardly says that I unstoppably ached for your beautifully embellished eyelashes ever instant;
to bask in the unshakably enthralling aura of timeless life ?
As a matter of fact; I wildly drowned myself in the same; to fathomlessly enjoy macabre death to its ultimate fullest; till centuries unprecedented Who the feckless says that I dogmatically wished for your majestically silken caress every instant; to trigger a boundless civilization of ingratiatingly exuberant life ?
As a matter of fact; I extravagantly drowned myself in the same; to limitlessly enjoy satanic death to its ultimate fullest; till moments unceasing and galore Who the preposterous says that I unendingly trembled for your melodiously enticing voice every instant; to uncontrollably bathe in a valley of euphorically fantastic life ?
As a matter of fact; I irrevocably drowned myself in the same; to profoundly enjoy ominous death to its ultimate fullest; till countless more world s to come Who the idiosyncratic says that I indefatigably aspired for your charismatically electric sweat every instant; to fructify into the most eternally handsome fruits of spellbindingly enigmatic life ?
As a matter of fact; I irretrievably drowned myself in the same; to regally enjoy sadistic death to its ultimate fullest; till incomprehensibly inexhaustible of times Who the nonsensical says that I hysterically longed for your lusciously enamoring sweetness every instant; to fabulously bloom into the paradise of marvelously fragrant life ?
As a matter of fact; I unconquerably drowned myself in the same; to uninhibitedly enjoy barbaric death to its ultimate fullest; till boundaries and limits indefinable Who the decrepit says that I tirelessly hankered for your rhapsodically titillating blushing; to spawn into the most symbiotically emollient effulgence of blessing life ?
As a matter of fact; I indomitably drowned myself in the same; to prolifically enjoy hedonistic death to its ultimate fullest; till the time existence continued to thrive .
And Who the treacherous says that I maniacally slavered for your ardently fresh-bride love; to magnificently replenish into the whirlwind of perennially compassionate life ?
As a matter of fact; I irretrievably drowned myself in the same; to ravishingly enjoy bizarre death to its ultimate fullest; till earth blended wholesomely with azure sky .

DELINQUENT LONELINESS

The most treacherously ungainly manipulation miserably dithered to perturb me; as I unflinchingly marched on the path of blazingly scintillating righteousness,
But what was killing me more than horrific death every unfurling instant; was the amorphously devilish dungeon of; remorseful loneliness .
The most murderously bizarre conventionalism horrendously staggered to dent me even an infinitesimal trifle; as I fulminated into a gloriously embellished festoon of unhindered creativity,
But what was killing me more than cadaverous death every passing instant; was the truculently abhorrent corpse of; dastardly loneliness .
The most salaciously perverted of lunatics grotesquely failed to taint my conscience even a diminutive speck;
as I eternally supported the cause of immortally fantastic truth till the very last breath of my impoverished life,
But what was killing me more than asphyxiating death every unleashing instant; was the barbarously coldblooded parasite of; lethal loneliness .
The most domineeringly chauvinistic egoists pathetically stuttered in trying to make me a quintessential part of their group; as I sat on the leaf of nature s pristine vivaciousness for centuries immemorial,
But what was killing me more than crippling death every unfurling instant; was the egregiously bloodsucking leech of; satanic loneliness .
The most tawdrily titillating of vixens devastatingly staggered in trying to invidiously infiltrate my virginity; as I dedicated even the most fugacious moment of my destitute life; to the service of philanthropically resplendent mankind,
But what was killing me more than traumatic death every instant; was the lecherously venomous thorn of;
simpering loneliness .
The most ominously macabre traitors endlessly lost in insidiously trying to purchase the unfathomably puristic sanctity of my soul; as I timelessly galloped in through the lanes of unconquerably brilliant righteousness,
But what was killing me more than irascible death every unraveling instant; was the sadistically truculent fog of; vindictive loneliness The most morbidly disparaging tricksters preposterously fumbled in fooling my innovatively discerning senses; as I victoriously clambered to the pinnacle of benevolently enlightening success; all throughout the chapters of my vibrantly eclectic life,
But what was killing me more than decrepit death every advancing instant; was the mordantly discordant voice of; bellicose loneliness .
The most hedonistically sultry betrayal disappeared into wisps of decaying oblivion; as it tried to sleazily perpetuate into my ecstatically spell binding aura of compassionate vividness,
But what was killing me more than pernicious death;
was the pruriently prattling scarecrow of;
deteriorating loneliness .
And the most ignominiously diabolical extinction inconsolably wailed; as it gruesomely decimated in front of my spirit of insatiably untamed and sensuously exhilarating adventure,
But what was killing me more than savage death; was the acrimoniously incarcerating prison of; delinquent loneliness .

THE TYCOON AND I

The murderously monotonous tycoon got up with a sordid groan even before the cock could crow outside his bedroom window; to nonchalantly squabble his sanctimonious appointments for the morning,
While I snored like a gentle giant all day; evading every trace of ferociously atrocious daylight; only to profusely drown myself into a paradise of celestial poetry; all throughout the voluptuously star studded night .
The indiscriminately slandering tycoon got up with in a state of inexplicably ungainly shock; treacherously preparing his every bone to walk with his corporate comrades and with only a pair of shorts on his body;
in the uncontrollably trembling wind of the winter dawn,
While I unrelentingly fantasized with my eyes perennially shut all blistering day; only to insatiably churn unfathomable volumes of poetry; in the heart of the ravishingly pearly night .
The derogatorily corrupt tycoon got up as even the most mercurial of ant tickled his foot; envisaging it to be his dreadfully dastardly boss; snapping his salary for the month,
While I romantically shut my lids to the sunshine drifting down the majestic hills all day; only to intransigently fulminate into a catharsis of heart rendering poetry; in the lap of the iridescently beautiful night .
The truculently chauvinistic tycoon got up and stirred the entire household awake; even as the yawn dogmatically refrained to leave his inexorably aching mouth,
While I innocuously sang and snoozed all day with the symbiotic beats of Nature Divine; only to spawn into an entrenchment of unassailably priceless poetry; in the fabric of the sensuously enchanting night .
The maliciously grotesque tycoon got up to the first rings of his sleazily embellished mobile phone; for which he gave the most indescribable of abuse but still considered it more than his wife and the only measly mantra for his life,
While I cozily tucked myself under the caverns of unprecedented enthrallment all blazingly unstoppable day; only to magically inundate the atmosphere with eclectically vibrant poetry; in the miraculously healing rhythm of the spell bindingly panoramic night .
The perfidiously barbarous tycoon got up like frigidly colorless icecream; wholesomely brainwashed by the chill of his state-of-the-art airconditioner; and the ostentatiously bizarre whisky that he had consumed to please his clients; the evening before,
While I surreally wandered like an unhindered prince through the ebulliently cascading waterfalls all day;
only to euphorically erupt into a festoon of sacrosanct poetry; in the everlastingly effulgent cadence of the regally rain soaked night .
The obnoxiously white collar tycoon got up asphyxiating the throat of his adorable wife;
perceiving it to be the whiplash of his maliciously decrepit senior; as his nightmare continued relentlessly mercilessly,
While I assimilated all benign goodness of this scintillating planet with my eyelashes curled all day;
only to timelessly gallivant with the heaven of immaculate poetry; in the playground of the ecstatically moonlit night .
The invidiously blood sucking tycoon got up with a cleaver on his newborn s throat; for inadvertently teaching him to uninhibitedly rest and reap,
While I fantastically obfuscated myself far away from the insipid vagaries of this planet all day; only to remarkably revel in the aura of godly poetry; in the heart of the ingratiatingly charismatic and vivid night .
O! Yes my life was infinite times more blessed than the satanically marauding and hollow tycoon; for although he had all laurels and wealth in this world to whimsically execute,
He eventually went to the Lord s hell for diffusing abhorrently prejudiced unhappiness in every molecule around him; while I immortally lived even after death without even earning a single penny; in the breath of my Omnipotent poetry .

DEVILISHLY DECREPIT ALCOHOL

Do you want to lecherously quaver like a miserably dwindling serpent; even though scarlet blood still circulated with insatiably untamed exuberance through your poignant veins ?
Do you want to prattle like an insanely macabre ghost;
even though the most ingeniously innovative fantasies ebulliently fulminated in the dormitories of your wonderfully precocious brain ?
Do you want to crumble like a disdainfully infidel matchstick to lick threadbare dust on the floor; even though astoundingly fantastic muscle bulged from your legs and splendidly robust arms ?
Do you want to indefatigably inundate the atmosphere with irascibly impudent abuse; even though the winds of philanthropic benevolence profoundly encapsulated the chords of your bountiful throat ?
Do you want to implacably exude into vomits of dastardly diseased blood every now and again; even though the chemistry of your visage was tenaciously programmed to unflinchingly confront even the most truculently turbulent of storm ?
Do you want to indiscriminately massacre countless innocent in atrocious rage; even though the most benign principles of priceless humanity enshrouded you in blissful timelessness ?
Do you want to ruthlessly maraud every vibrantly enamoring wave of freshness in your persona; even though you were marvelously endowed by the Almighty Lord; to spawn into majestically artistic newness every unfurling minute of the day ?
Do you want to intransigently rot in obnoxiously cadaverous perspiration; even though the scent of insuperably glorious righteousness congenitally wafted from your holistic soul ?
Do you want to stupidly bark all invincibly priceless secrets of your life infront of your penalizing enemy;
even though the citadels of irrevocably fascinating solidarity enveloped you like an immaculately fascinating prince ?
Do you want to barbarously immolate your very own mesmerizing kin; even though the paradise of fructifying sagaciousness profusely kissed you on every step that you nimbly tread ?
Do you want to look like an uncouthly blood-shot scarecrow; even though your countenance tirelessly burgeoned with the ointment of effulgently panoramic mother nature ?
Do you want to lackadaisically submerge yourself into a corpse of diabolically pernicious depression; even though an ocean of unfathomably ebullient rhapsody fervently waited for you at your doorstep ?
Do you want to enroll yourself into the depravingly malicious classrooms of baseless obsolescence and morbidity; even though endless cloudbursts of enthralling fantasy tumultuously proliferated in the sparkling whites of your eye ?
Do you want to metamorphose yourself into a tawdrily libidinous spirit; even though unsurpassable gardens of everlasting prosperity magnificently sprouted from the innermost crannies of your nerves ?
Do you want to get criminally entangled in an unending labyrinth of invidiously sinister underworld complications; even though the gloriously embellished fountain of blissful humanity radiated copiously from your innocent eyes ?
Do you want to fall beneath the mortuaries of isolation in the eyes of your revered elders for profane misdemeanor; even though the bow of respectful graciousness perennially brandished your non-invasive soul ?
Do you want to keep ghoulishly staggering on cold-blooded stone for infinite births that the Lord granted you life; even though unstoppably blazing enthusiasm jubilantly circumvented each of your intricate senses ?
Do you want to savagely constrict your own limitless freedom; even though the voice of unequivocal uninhibitedness intrepidly leapt from your stupendously emollient personality ?
Do you want to fretfully dilapidate behind satanically gleaming prison bars; even though you had the impregnable aura to aristocratically discern between the good and flagrantly morass ?
Do you want to lethally snap the fangs of your very own existence in your fit of disparagingly idiosyncratic senselessness; even though an indomitable civilization of creative energy descended upon your altruistically unfettered stride ?
Do you want to project yourself as the ultimate fool on this earth muttering lividly grousing balderdash;
even though the most commemorated symposiums of perspicacious knowledge; obeisantly knelt forward for your imperial signature ?
Well; if your answer to the all of the above is yes then you should definitely drink a bawdy barrel of it;
but if you really desired to lead life like an unconquerable king with the ones you immortally loved;
then forever say goodbye to devilishly decrepit ALCOHOL .

FAILURE

Don t ever let it obnoxiously deter you; irrefutably transcend its cowardliness; with the voice of eternally glorious truth; instead,
Don t ever let it pathetically maim you; insuperably conquer its idiosyncrasies; with unflinchingly intrepid determination; instead,
Don t ever let it treacherously pulverize you; blow its infidelity away like an inconspicuously frigid matchstick; with the power of Omnipotent benevolence;
instead,
Don t ever let it ruthlessly suck you; irretrievably char its unmanliness; with the philanthropic melody of symbiotic existence; instead,
Don t ever let it devastatingly tyrannize you;
wholesomely triumph over its blackness; with the light of blazingly unassailable oneness; instead,
Don t ever let it mordantly dishearten you;
aristocratically sideline its diabolism; with the winds of scintillatingly charismatic camaraderie;
instead,
Don t ever let it hideously slap you; irrevocably freeze its satanic insinuations; with the Omnipotent mantra of regally proliferating humankind; instead,
Don t ever let it maliciously prejudice you;
jubilantly jostle its deterioration; with the spirit of intriguingly enchanting exuberance; instead,
Don t ever let it painstakingly dither you;
perennially challenge its heinousness; with the everlasting sunshine of brilliant optimism; instead,
Don t ever let it baselessly empower you; implacably annihilate its goriness; with the lamp of panoramically vibrant newness; instead,
Don t ever let it derogatorily corrupt you;
nonchalantly shrug its insipid meaninglessness; with the boundless sky of sacredly burgeoning patriotism;
instead,
Don t ever let it invidiously strangulate you;
majestically overwhelm its wailing; with the melodiously fructifying fruits of amiably marvelous existence; instead,
Don t ever let it truculently dictate you; inexorably dominate its acridness; with the resplendently enamoring vividness of mother nature; instead,
Don t ever let it malevolently slander you; inimitably silence its obsolescence; with the fabric of impeccably magical originality; instead,
Don t ever let it indiscriminately trample you;
eternally overpower its salaciousness; with the immaculately fragrant ointment of sparkling uninhibitedness; instead,
Don t ever let it remorsefully shrink you;
indefatigably restrict its feckless morbidity; with the wings of unequivocally astronomical freedom;
instead,
Don t ever let it intransigently lambaste you; spell bindingly extinguish its retribution; with unprecedented gorges of tantalizingly smothering artistry; instead, Don t ever let it enter your life; for it was the only thin line between you and the paradise of immortally bountiful success; the only gallows which barbarously snatched breath forever from your body even though you were synergistically alive; the only cadaverous demon which robbed you of all your fathomlessly endowed happiness; the only word which you never wanted to utter if you wanted to live,
And if you guessed it to be death then let me tell you that you were horrifically wrong; for it was a death more gruesome than veritable death; as it was a corpse of 2 more alphabets than death; infact an unending graveyard called FAILURE .

LIFE S THE WAY YOU SEE IT

For some it was a garden of bountifully mesmerizing roses; while some could only indefatigably witness the acrimoniously pugnacious thorns,
For some it was a surreally rhapsodic cloud showering perennial enchantment; while some could only relentlessly feel penalized by the shades of gruesomely pulverizing black,
For some it was a forest of panoramically evergreen vivaciousness; while some could only fretfully rebuke the enigmatically inexplicable travails and trails,
For some it was an ocean of unsurpassably unassailable happiness; while some could only unrelentingly blame the maliciously lambasting maelstrom of pernicious waves,
For some it was an unflinching fortress of timelessly blissful solidarity; while some could only implacably feel the disparagingly deteriorating abrasions with the inevitably unstoppable unfurling of time,
For some it was a tantalizingly celestial nightingale;
while some could only dogmatically the curse the inconspicuous pinches of harmlessly holistic adulteration in the air,
For some it was a meadow of eternally priceless peace;
while some could only incorrigibly experience the frigid chunks of obnoxiously threadbare dirt,
For some it was a fireball of insuperably untamed passion; while some could only intractably feel outlandishly intimidated by the wisps of hideously black smoke; that disastrously obfuscated their vision,
For some it was an ebulliently fathomless book of unendingly euphoric adventure; while some could only tirelessly feel asphyxiated by the sheer and inexplicably unfurling volume,
For some it was a bountifully persevering ladder to eternal success; while some could only intransigently castigate the unfathomable array of steep stairs,
For some it was an unbelievable rainbow of heavenly versatility; while some could only ruthlessly feel the incomprehensibly endless festoon of harsh shades,
For some it was an Omnipotent Sun of invincibly righteous hope; while some could only acrimoniously feel the boundlessly austere rays left; right and spurious center,
For some it was a iridescently twinkling star of unprecedented optimism; while some could only remorsefully feel the infinitesimally uncanny flicker;
inflamingly imperil their sanctimonious existence,
For some it was an immortally patriotic march towards glorious martyrdom; while some could only grievingly feel the blood soaked sacrifices in the triumphant odyssey in between,
For some it was an unshakably sacrosanct mother who timelessly proliferate God s Omnipresent chapter of survival; while some could only preposterously feel the savage waves of bedlam labour pain; in between,
For some it was the most blessed icing on even the most diminutive little thing that they had achieved;
while some could only relentlessly shiver to the winds of rejuvenating coolness,
O! Yes; For some it was an indomitably victorious inferno of passionately loving heartbeats; while some could only limitlessly grouse the reverberating sound;
ignominiously admonishing it for bringing cacophony in their dwindling stride,
Because although the Omniscient Creator had bestowed it in the most holistically unconquerable of forms upon every organism symbiotically alike; Life s the way you chose it to be; Life s the way you make of it;
Life s the way you believe it to be; Life s the way you see it .

WHOLEHEARTEDLY USE DEATH

Wholeheartedly use the knife; but not to ruthlessly massacre and preposterously kill,
Irrefutably ensure that you blazingly drove the treacherously salacious devil; fathomless kilometers away from your sacrosanct motherland; with its intrepid sharpness instead Wholeheartedly use the thorn; but not to hedonistically puncture innocuously mesmerizing skin;
Irrefutably ensure that you poignantly carved an unfathomable flurry of mystically embellished designs in impeccably whites sands; with its explicitly blistering edge instead Wholeheartedly use the bludgeon; but not to lambaste immaculately intriguing scalps into infinitesimally pulverized ash,
Irrefutably ensure that you unflinching defended all those torturously divested; from the diabolical footsteps of the indiscriminately advancing devil;
with its formidable strength instead Wholeheartedly use the abuse; but not to lecherously reproach the sacredly widowed mother,
Irrefutably ensure that you taught an ultimate lesson to the sanctimoniously sodomized politicians son; who kept even the most pricelessly divine entity alive at the tip of his cadaverous shoe; with its resonating whiplash instead Wholeheartedly use the scarecrow; but not to baselessly petrify the innocently wandering and blessedly blossoming child,
Irrefutably ensure that you insuperably sequestered fathomless fields of quintessential corn; from truculently infiltrating beats; with its amorphous uncanniness instead .
Wholeheartedly use the curse; but not to baselessly jinx the enchantingly newborn and vivaciously bustling with the first cry of vibrant life,
Irrefutably ensure that you perpetually froze derogatorily frigid corruption; in its very nonchalantly ghastly roots; with its acerbic sultriness instead .
Wholeheartedly use the venom; but not to hideously asphyxiate the staggering beggar s already dwindling breath,
Irrefutably ensure that you decimated even the most evanescent trace of evil from the fabric of the painstakingly degrading and deteriorating society;
with its inevitable aftermath instead .
Wholeheartedly use the storm; but not to perniciously drown compassionately embracing friends to the invidiously grassless rock bottom and the mouth of the emaciated whale,
Irrefutably ensure that you unassailably overwhelmed even the most diminutive speck of abominable prejudice; with its rejuvenating waves instead .
Wholeheartedly use shit; but not to meaninglessly deluge the meadows of uninhibitedly righteous scent with an unsurpassable squall of preposterously ungainly stench,
Irrefutably ensure that you indefatigably painted the irately bloodsoaked castles of brutally incarcerating anarchists; with its indescribably lascivious ostracism instead .
Wholeheartedly use the acid; but not to heinously victimize and char holistic entities into capricious chunks of bizarrely threadbare absolution,
Irrefutably ensure that you extinguished the murderous existence of all those mordantly infidel molesters;
with its implacably fuming fire instead .
Wholeheartedly use the vultures; but not to ludicrously pluck at the skin of organisms;
unequivocally marching as the harbingers of timelessly benevolent humanity,
Irrefutably ensure that you entirely snapped the fangs of manipulatively parasitic ghosts; with their unstoppably hunting beaks instead .
Wholeheartedly use betrayal; but not to devilishly separate two perennially coalescing and divinely bonding lovers,
Irrefutably ensure that you created unbreakable rifts between the horrific monsters of ghoulishly imprisoning hell; with its delinquently dolorous remorse instead .
And wholeheartedly use death; but not to criminally strangulate truthfully burgeoning and exhilaratingly united mankind,
Irrefutably ensure that you beautifully relieved all those inexplicably rotting in mortuaries of incurably maiming disease; with its limitless silence instead .

LIFE- A NON-NEGOTIABLE COMPROMISE

Whether you face it with exuberantly unconquerable gusto; or whether you unrelentingly keep fretting for its tyrannical share of inevitable ruthlessness,
Whether you face it with endlessly triumphant euphoria; or whether you disdainfully blame even the most nimbly silken step that you tread,
Whether you face it with bountifully unprecedented charisma; or whether you wither away like a derogatorily insipid leaf in front of its sporadically uncouth vagaries,
Whether you face it with ebulliently relentless enchantment; or whether you keep fretting uncontrollably like a dilapidated corpse; fed up of its manipulative lambasting,
Whether you face it with stupendously exhilarating ecstasy; or whether you keep intransigently abusing it for impoverishing you so barbarously; while at the same time feeding your egalitarian counterparts in plates of pure gold,
Whether you face it with ardently irrevocable tenacity; or whether you whether you implacably slander it for rendering you as insipidly capricious as a forlornly withering leaf; for ostensibly no fault of yours,
Whether you face it with ingratiatingly timeless fascination; or whether you keep cursing it with ominously pugnacious fanaticism; for the baseless bickering it gave you on your hindside; ever since you were an innocuous child,
Whether you face it with unflinchingly intrepid exultation; or whether you indefatigably shoot at it for not catapulting you to the epitome of vibrant prosperity; for even the most heroically paradigm of your deeds,
Whether you face it with unfathomably impregnable solidarity; or whether you viciously stab at it with even the most infinitesimal element of your countenance; for snatching the only roof from above your desolate head,
Whether you face it with uninhibitedly divinely contentment; or whether you impudently spit on it for inexplicably crippling you with insidious disease,
Whether you face it with astronomically aristocratic courage; or whether you cannibalistically ostracize it for its vicissitude of precariously uncanny discrepancies,
Whether you face it with unsurpassable unassailable determination; or whether you perennially hid your nonchalantly trembling skin; from its flamingly prowling eyes,
Whether you face it with blissfully cavorting happiness; or whether you weep a billion tears a minute; for it horrifically divesting you of your pristinely near and dear,
Whether you face it with celestially fructifying enthusiasm; or whether you assassinate it using every trace of your priceless blood; for not listening to the inner most tunes of your passionately mesmerizing heart,
Whether you face it with royally silken graciousness;
or whether you uselessly expend every unfurling minute of your day; thunderously castigating its winds of gratuitously indiscriminate inequality,
Whether you face it with everlastingly iridescent eclecticism; or whether you deliberately sink you pathetic form infinite feet beneath your grave; just to escape its unending labyrinth of harsh realities,
Whether you face it with unstoppably patriotic breath;
or whether you tirelessly attempt to entirely snap its ungainly wings; for not supporting you to transcend to the ultimate heavenly paradise,
Whether you face it with immortally insuperable love;
or whether you wanted it to diminish away like a gutter of frigidly futile worm; for parasitically sucking every iota of your amiable camaraderie and happiness,
For if you are not the Omnipotently Almighty Lord;
life was; is and will always remain to be a tornado of inexplicable vacillations; a Sun which at times rises and at times coldbloodedly sets; a flower which at times blossoms into optimistic fragrance and at times invidiously crumbles away; an ocean which at times swirls towards the majestic sky and at times is nothing but a bed of lackadaisically decrepit stones,
So its better if you faced it smilingly and without the slightest of cacophonic regret; because for every organism breathing and blessedly alive and not the Lord Divine; life has been and will always continue to be a nonnegotiable compromise .

IRREVOCABLY CONVENTIONAL SOCIETY

When the extraordinarily rich and bombastic slept in the afternoon; they called it relaxation of the most unprecedentedly blissful degree,
While when the same was done by a diminutively estranged beggar; the so called conventionally correct society; termed it as dastardly unemployment When the unimaginably rich and pretentious guzzled poignantly scarlet wine; they called it majestically untamed and compassionate aristocracy,
While when the same was done by a remorsefully collapsing beggar; the so called austerely conventional society; termed it as deliriously devastating drunkenness When the unfathomably rich and handsome shot innocent deer in the forest; they called it insatiably exhilarating and intrepid adventure,
While when the same was done by a pathetically bedraggled beggar; the so called stringently conventional society; termed it as cannibalistically unforgivable crime .
When the limitlessly rich and luxurious hurled a volley of indiscriminate invectives in blissfully open space; they called it the definition of unparalleled superiority,
While when the same was done by an infinitesimally slavering beggar; the so called devoutly conventional society; termed it as a gutter of unceremoniously uncivilized trash When the unsurpassably rich and glittering put an impression of their thumb on spotlessly barren paper;
they called it legacy at its unbelievably supreme best,
While when the same was done by the preposterously teetering beggar; the so called dogmatically conventional society; termed it as the worthlessly salacious pigstalk of treacherous illiteracy .
When the endlessly rich and powerful titillated themselves with tawdrily nubile vixen; they called it a mountain of insuperably gargantuan desire,
While when the same was done by the diminutively perspiring beggar; the so called legitimately conventional society; termed it as rapaciously ribald rape and debauchery of the highest decree When the inexorably rich and dictatorial produced a battalion of children of their own; they called it the law of astoundingly unstoppable proliferation at its ageless best,
While when the same was done by the miserably tearstained and hapless beggar; the so called staunchly conventional society; termed it as the jinx of devilishly merciless population explosion When the staggeringly rich and superfluous flirted as if mischievous young children; they called it the most celestially blessed culmination of the immaculately unassailable divine,
While when the same was done by the jaggedly disheveled beggar; the so called perspicaciously conventional society; termed it as insanely unsolicited balderdash

And when the boundlessly rich and princely inhaled quintessentially emollient air every unfurling instant; they called it the ultimate mantra of symbiotically philanthropic existence,
While when the same was done by the obliviously decaying beggar; the so called irrevocably conventional society; termed it as a parasitically intolerable and cold-bloodedly murderous burden on the trajectory of immortal mother earth .

FAVORITE WORKSHOP

An idle palm; is the diabolically estranged and truculently cold-blooded murderer s; favorite workshop,
An idle lip; is the treacherously decrepit and horrendously inexplicable sorrow s; favorite workshop,
An idle foot; is the preposterously lazing and salaciously sucking parasite s; favorite workshop,
An idle eye; is the wholesomely obfuscating and invidiously terrorizing night s; favorite workshop,
An idle vein; is the dreadfully dangerous and cadaverously criminal cancer s; favorite workshop,
An idle hair; is the malevolently prejudiced and lecherously tawdry dandruff s; favorite workshop,
An idle mouth; is the disgustingly pompous and bizarrely delirious emptiness s; favorite workshop,
An idle ear; is the drearily penurious and sardonically stagnant absolution s ; favorite workshop,
An idle tongue; is the obnoxiously inane and iconoclastically ignominious abuse s; favorite workshop,
An idle bone; is the brutally perfidious and uxoriously libidinous misanthrope s; favorite workshop,
An idle wound; is the nonchalantly pernicious and bawdily infinitesimal worm s; favorite workshop,
An idle tooth; is the threadbarely demonic and distraughtly dilapidated cavities ; favorite workshop,
An idle flesh; is the impotently lackadaisical and menacingly incarcerating infertility s; favorite workshop,
An idle spine; is the devilishly ostracizing and venomously debilitating boredom s; favorite workshop,
An idle stomach; is the satanically strangulating and atrociously suppressing constipation s; favorite workshop,
An idle shadow; is the insanely blood-curling and whimsically sporadic torture s; favorite workshop,
An idle conscience; is the barbarously egregious and gorily excoriating lies ; favorite workshop,
An idle nostril; is the precariously pulverizing and perpetually silencing death s; favorite workshop,
An idle heart; is the frigidly sabbatical and ominously shriveling traitor s; favorite workshop,
And an idle mind; is the rapaciously maniacal and devastatingly massacring devil s; favorite workshop .

SPECTACULARLY MAJESTIC LIFE

As long as there was a relentless urge to drink the most enthrallingly ecstatic elixir s of this fathomless planet; marvelously satiate the infuriatingly irascible sensations in the miserably parched throat,
As long as there was an ardent urge to intrepidly adventure through the mystically redolent fields of enchanting life; be mesmerized by the ebulliently passing winds to the most unprecedented limits,
As long as there was an unflinching urge to zip through fathomless bits of crystal blue space; feel tirelessly mollified by the sensations of enthralling newness timelessly wandering in the celestial atmosphere,
As long as there was an insatiable urge to get voraciously tickled in the ribs; by bountifully tantalizing seductresses; triggering a whirlpool of unsurpassable desire all throughout the fabric of the everlasting night,
There was a desire to exhilaratingly breathe; there was a desire to exist till times beyond infinite infinity; O! Yes there was spectacularly majestic life 1 As long as there was an unprecedented urge to sight the limitlessly panoramic beauty of this perennially bestowing planet; replenish even the most infinitesimal of your beleaguered senses with its unbelievably stupendous splendor,
As long as there was an unparalleled urge to benevolently share; royally assimilate all goodness on this timelessly Samaritan planet,
As long as there was an irrevocable urge to tirelessly procreate; magnificently proliferate god s most sacrosanct chapter of creation and effulgent newness;
till the very last veritable breath that you exhaled,
As long as there was an incorrigible urge to artistically evolve; intermingle even the most inconspicuous speck of your countenance; with the winds of magically bestowing poetry,
There was a desire to fantastically breathe; there was a desire to exist in astounding synergy with the belly of nature divine; O! Yes there was perpetually insuperable life 2

As long as there was an intransigent urge to mischievously cavort through rain soaked mud; soar surreally through the mellifluously robust cocoon of silken clouds,
As long as there was an immutable urge to drown into the aisles of endless sensuality; let the boundless oceans of connubial bliss wholesomely transcend over your every priceless minute,
As long as there was an irretrievable urge to diffuse convivial laughter; philanthropically ameliorate sadistically whiplashed living kind; towards an optimistically brilliant tomorrow,
As long as there was an infallible urge to handsomely replenish the wildly reverberating pangs of hunger in your stomach; with the miraculously healing fruits of robust nature,

There was a desire to charismatically breathe; there was a desire to exist perennially bonded with your eternal beloved; O! Yes there was unconquerably emollient life 3 As long as there was an inexorable urge to unveil your eyes to the rainbows of vivaciously burgeoning righteousness; forever quell diabolically insidious crime with the waves of ubiquitous peace and synergistic humanity,
As long as there was an irrefutable urge to clasp hand in hand and walk fearlessly forward; stand peerlessly tall to defend the cause of blazingly patriotic truth,
As long as there was an unending urge to embellish the body like a newly-wedded bride; live and let live like an unshakable prince; even though were about to abjure from every kingly pleasure of survival,
As long as there was an intractable urge to earn your very own livelihood; royally fend for your own body and bone; without being a salaciously decrepit parasite on lame orphanages and kin,
There was a desire to unchallangably breathe; there was a desire to exist forever huddled as a child in the impregnable lap of your heavenly mother; O! Yes there was pristinely magical life .

FIRST

Even the most insuperably Omnipotent of Sun had to intransigently burn itself first; before imparting boundless galleries of optimistically mitigating and enchanting daylight,
Even the most unbelievably voluptuous waves had to clash against the cold-blooded rocks first; before diffusing into an exhilarating odyssey of timelessly poignant froth,
Even the most iridescently emollient stars had to float in obscurely disdainful clouds and blackness first; before entrancing the entire Universe with an endless stream of spell bindingly cavorting twinkle,
Even the most indomitably towering mountains had to face the indiscriminate whiplash of gratuitously inexorable storm; rain and traitors first; before compassionately sequestering countless helpless in their invincible belly,
Even the most harmoniously synergistic of bees had to get unsparingly mobbed in their hives first; before exuding into the most bountifully fructifying of majestically golden honey,
Even the most prolifically talented writers had to cry a billion tears of eccentric frustration first; before evolving a whole new civilization of astoundingly blessed freshness; through each of their effusively ebullient words,
Even the most mystically serene forests had to bear the brutally agonizing roar of the untamed lion first;
before wonderfully metamorphosing into a paradise of celestially impregnable sleep,
Even the most impeccably sacrosanct milk had to obnoxiously molest and pulverize itself first; before transforming into cisterns of unsurpassably heavenly and incredulously frolicking curd,
Even the most opulently diamond studded candle had to ludicrously melt itself first; before culminating into a beam of priceless hope; in the forlornly cadaverous and starless night,
Even the most unequivocally scintillating of mirror had to shatter itself into an infinite fragments of nothingness first; before it could reflect the most unbiasedly truthful and unconquerable image of eternal righteousness,
Even the most holistically ever-pervading goddess had to peerlessly cross the austerely blazing fires first;
before proving to her husband that she was an unparalleled apostle of unshakable faithfulness and humanity,
Even the most beautifully burgeoning soil had to disastrously puncture itself with seeds first; before miraculously sprouting into the royally untainted fruits of unflinchingly mesmerizing humanity,
Even the most melodiously resting mind had to uncontrollably fantasize first; before incredulously mollifying each of its restlessly howling dormitories with inevitably gratifying siesta,
Even the most compassionately inhaling sheep had to mercilessly shave their skins first; before ubiquitously imparting entities of every fraternity;
with unconquerably convivial warmth,
Even the most stupendously fragrant roses had to face the onslaught of a limitless vituperative insects on their petals first; before perpetuating an unprecedented gorge of egalitarian scent; in the hearts of one and all organism; sacredly alike,
Even the most articulately ingratiating magician had to drown himself into a spell of tirelessly flawless concentration first; before spawning a hall of brilliantly unfettered magic,
Even the most irrefutably spotless conscience had to transcend over a trillion treacherously derogatory lies first ; before timelessly proliferating into an unceasing cosmos of Omnipresently bestowing justice,
Even the most pricelessly inimitable of inventions had to lick lugubriously meaningless dirt and shit first;
before handsomely enlightening the entire planet with light of regally dazzling newness,
And even the most immortal of love and life had to embrace a fathomless deaths in the coffins of indiscriminately excoriating hell first; before blossoming into an insuperably ever-pervading atmosphere of prosperity; divinity and endlessly symbiotic paradise .

THE TRUEST KING

Just philandering through the unfathomably embellished interiors of the palace; doesn t make you even one iota of a prince at all,
He who might be breathing in an infinitesimally dingy hole; but yet obeying the principles of timelessly unequivocal and synergistic simplicity; epitomizes gloriously unparalleled kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just adorning your fingers with the costliest of rings and glittering diamonds of the earth; doesn t make you even one speck of a prince at all,
He who might be walking barefoot without even a roof to sequester his scalp; but yet beautifully bonding with every fraternity of living kind handsomely alike;
epitomizes brilliantly insuperable kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just unrelentingly rolling through mountains of unsurpassable gold while nonchalant snores emanated from your mouth; doesn t make you even one whisker of a prince at all,
He who might be wandering without a cloth on his uncontrollably shivering body; but yet kissing the sacrosanct soil which had pricelessly evolved him;
epitomizes unshakably royal kinghood; is indeed the truest king.
Just endlessly partying in under waterfalls of the most opulent of wine; cavorting with the most emolliently tantalizing fairies on this earth; doesn t make you even one shadow of a prince at all,
He who might be without a mercurial morsel of food in his stomach; but yet altruistically offering every droplet of his blood to mitigate hedonistically tyrannized humanity; epitomizes unassailably peerless kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just uncontrollably massacring everything that came into your hands; at your own whimsically eccentric will; doesn t make you one impression of a prince at all,
He who might be profusely drenched in nothing but ordinarily colorless sweat all day and night; but yet holistically frolicking with and indefatigably admiring the panoramic treasures of Nature divine;
epitomizes impregnably unflinching kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just fostering a cornucopia of the most sagaciously rarest literature in the world; unceasingly smoking the highest quality cigar in your library while countless slaved for you outside; doesn t make you one grain of a prince at all,
He who might be sporadically hurled in by the unsparingly violent sea tides; but yet harnessing each alphabet of his writing with the fragrance of unconquerably blissful truth; epitomizes triumphantly eternal kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just making the entire planet dance at the tips of your snobbishly sullen fingers; using disastrously nuclear and atomic power to its vindictive best;
doesn t make you one breath of a prince at all,
He who might be inevitably nearing his dreaded corpse;
but yet fervently working towards uniting the acrimoniously estranged planet into the religion of unbreakable humanity; epitomizes celestially effulgent kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just adorning your spurious skin with the earth s greatest perfumes; toasting to your feckless success while countless licked the squalidness of your anarchist shoe; doesn t make you one ingredient of a prince at all,
He who might be hoisting unimaginable tonnes of garbage on his head for indispensable survival; but yet compassionately parenting every infant dreadfully orphaned on this globe; epitomizes wonderfully ebullient kinghood; is indeed the truest king Just inhaling the most sensuously untainted flowers in your palatial gardens for a second; and then making them the mincemeat of your toweringly decrepit feet;
doesn t make you one wink of a prince at all,
He who might be unstoppably bleeding under the attack of sadistically cannibalistic parasites; but yet ardently leaning forward to protect the divinely redolence of his selfless mother till his very last breath; epitomizes indomitably perpetual kinghood; is indeed the truest king And just floating in the aisles of silken luxury for times immemorial; liberating the hideously entrapped sensuality in your body to the most unprecedented limits; doesn t make you one cranny of a prince at all,
He who might be truculently shattered to an infinite pieces by the disparagingly conventional society; but yet solely following the innermost tunes of his heart and ubiquitously disseminating the spirit of immortal love in every organism alike; epitomizes fathomlessly perennial kinghood; is indeed the truest king .

TIME

The more you tried to stringently control it; the more it rampantly slipped away from your invincible grasp,
The more you tried to irrevocably stop it; the more it uncontrollably sped past the corridors of unceasingly unfathomable infinite infinity,
The more you tried to chauvinistically govern it; the more it inevitably took an insuperable grip upon even the most inconspicuous element of your destiny,
The more you tried to irretrievably compress it; the more it rebounded back towards the aisles of boundless eternity; forever and ever and ever,
The more you tried to truculently asphyxiate it; the more it uninhibitedly gallivanted like a majestic lion; for whom sky was the only veritable limit,
The more you tried to transcend beyond it; the more it left you a billion kilometers lagging behind; the instant you dared alight your nimble foot,
The more you tried to invidiously poison it; the more it sprouted afresh in a countless rejuvenatingly new forms; from a countless directions which you could never ever perceive,
The more you tried to chauvinistically incarcerate it;
the more it unequivocally flew in the skies of unparalleled freedom; for centuries and moments immemorial,
The more you tried to torturously tie it; the more euphorically it leapt towards the paradise of Omnipotently silken freedom; magnificently attuning all humanity to the pragmatic essence of blissful existence,
The more you tried to bury it fathomless feet in the graveyards of hell; the more it profoundly perpetuated its insuperable grip upon every echelon of blessed living kind,
The more you tried to hedonistically distort it; the more it evolved into its unbelievably redolent grace;
with the heavens of unassailable truth written all over it,
The more you tried to abhorrently erase it; the more it unflinchingly burgeoned; into a fountain of invincibly redolent sagaciousness,
The more you tried to uncouthly repel it; the more it intractably embedded itself to every quintessentially happening aspect of your vibrant life,
The more you tried to make it derogatorily sedentary;
the more it tirelessly ticked; not resting even an ethereal instant even after every organism on this earth had wholesomely extinguished,
The more you tried to satanically bribe it; the more it unstoppably blazed into an unprecedented gorge of patriotic truth and triumphant selflessness,
The more you tried to salaciously recycle it; the more it iridescently blossomed into unending newness; for moments beyond an infinite more births yet to unveil,
The more you tried to dastardly retract it; the more it jubilantly galloped towards the chapters of victoriously enchanting proliferation; eternally continuing God s enthrallingly wonderful creation,
The more you tried to cold-bloodedly murder it; the more it spawned into bounteously everlasting prosperity; enlightening every organism alive with the magic of spell binding optimism,
The more you tried to lethally silence it; the more it boisterously permeated the true spirit of endlessly God-gifted existence; to continents fathomlessly diversified; far and wide,
O! Yes and try as hard as you could; you simply wouldn t be able control it; you simply wouldn t able to stop it till the time you breathe and even after;
for that s how it has forever been; that s how it is and by the grace of God shall forever be; O! Yes believe it or not; but that for you is royally unconquerable TIME .

HOW THE HELL CAN YOU EVER DARE ???

Can you ever dare to call enchantingly mesmerizing fantasy; as dastardly unemployed; even in the most inanely bizarre of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call timelessly burgeoning innovation; as ghastily unemployed; even in the most treacherously delinquent of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call unsurpassably untamed sensuality; as murderously unemployed; even in the most sadistically remorseful of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call ubiquitously compassionate brotherhood; as salaciously unemployed; even in the most tyrannically incarcerating of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call blissfully symbiotic environment; as abjectly unemployed; even in the most hedonistically cadaverous of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the rhapsodically eternal seawave; as derogatorily unemployed; even in the most nefariously perverted of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the impeccably unconquerable lap of the divine mother; as satanically unemployed;
even in the most torridly truculent of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the Omnipotent clouds in the sky; as maliciously unemployed; even in the most acrimoniously venomous of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the redolently Omnipresent rose; as lethally unemployed; even in the most cold-bloodedly bludgeoning of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the magically fructifying dewdrops; as preposterously unemployed; even in the most demonically unceremonious dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the resplendently shimmering stars; as debasingly unemployed; even in the most deliriously lugubrious of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the mystically rubicund cheeks; as brutally unemployed; even in the most sardonically castigated of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the pristinely newborn child; as perfidiously unemployed; even in the most brazenly idiosyncratic of dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the vivaciously exuberant peacock; as ignominiously unemployed; even in the most invidiously sinister of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the aisles of everlasting paradise; as vituperatively unemployed; even in the most egregiously embittered of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the seductively crimson crested nightingale; as horrendously unemployed; even in the most cannibalistically prurient of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call priceless streams of quintessentially perennial water; as horrifically unemployed; even in the most nonchalantly slavering of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the impregnably cardinal blacks of the eye; as lackadaisically unemployed; even in the most insidiously squandering of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the invincibly sequestering mountains; as unabashedly unemployed; even in the most perilously withering of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the Omnipotent seeds sown in emollient soil; as baselessly unemployed; even in the most profanely deteriorating of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the unceasingly enlightening rays of the Sun; as pugnaciously unemployed; even in the most capriciously flagrant of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the perpetual caverns of life-bestowing breath; as dangerously unemployed; even in the most ominously disoriented of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call royally peerless artistry;
as fecklessly unemployed; even in the most haughtily sanctimonious of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the religion of unassailable humanity; as regretfully unemployed; even in the most obsoletely livid of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the crops spawning miraculously from mother soil; as diabolically unemployed; even in the most corruptly sodomized of your dreams ?
Can you ever dare to call the heaven of immortally insuperable love; as parsimoniously unemployed; even in the most unscrupulously wastrel of your dreams ?

Therefore how the hell can you ever dare to call a poet whose every ingredient of crimson blood is composed of nothing else but all of the above, and an infinite more astoundingly benevolent sensitivity; as threadbarely unemployed; even in the most hatefully stagnating of your dreams ?

THE ULTIMATE LOVE

My eyes were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this gargantuan planet could read them; could explicitly decipher the emotions in their impeccable whites,
But the ultimate impression on their moistened periphery; was the immortal image of your Omnipotently blessed life My lips were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this fathomless planet could read them; could fecklessly frolic and insurmountably tantalize them,
But the ultimate kiss on their rubicund contours; was the unconquerably truthful imprint of your altruistically peerless life My palms were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this gigantic planet could read them; could joyously trace the sensuous folds of succulent skin curled delectably within,
But the ultimate destiny on their humble trajectory;
was every perennially fructifying moment of your philanthropically symbiotic life My shoulders were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this limitless planet could read them; could uninhibitedly perch upon them to give holistic reprieve to their pathetically exhausted legs,
But the ultimate strength on their obeisant bones; was the unequivocally blazing tenacity of your righteously emollient life .
My perspiration was a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this tireless planet could read it; could joyously splash it towards the regale curtains of emerald sky,
But the ultimate fragrance in its gregarious sparkle;
was the benevolently persevering energy of your inexhaustibly proliferating life My face was a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this insuperable planet could read it; could embellish it with the jewels and paraphernalia of their choice,
But the ultimate smile on its innocuously unfettered exteriors; was the victoriously effulgent stride of your timelessly endowing life My skin was a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this endless planet could read it; could salaciously make it a nimble prey of their rapaciously uncontrollable desire,
But the ultimate sensation on its diminutively wrinkled persona; was the indomitably untamed enchantment of your spell bindingly artistic and surreally titillating life My shadow was a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this ever-pervading planet could read it; could feast in its gloriously mollifying tranquility to shield the blistering rays of the unsparing afternoon Sun,
But the ultimate euphoria on its inscrutably elongated silhouette; were the infinite shades of tirelessly benign freshness of your marvelously aristocratic life My conscience and breath were a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this unstoppable planet could read them; could bask in the glory of their divinely unadulterated exhilaration for an infinite more lifetimes,
But the ultimate signature on their quintessential fabric; was the symbiotically humanitarian bonding of your pristinely unassailable life

And my heart was a wholeheartedly open book; anyone on this countless planet could read it; could surreptitiously pilfer its passion to delightfully ignite their every salaciously impoverished night,
But the ultimate love on each of its unnervingly ardent beats; was the impregnably Godly breath of your panoramically perpetual life .

MUSIC – THE FOOD FOR LIFE

Music is an enchanting reverie which never ends;
inundating your dying soul with perpetual happiness,
Music is a mesmerizing bird which keeps soaring endlessly through the mystical clouds; nostalgically transiting you back into realms of impeccable childhood,
Music is a resplendent star in the cosmos; which incessantly keeps rejuvenating withering lives from the brink of despairing extinction,
Music is a tantalizing whisper which astoundingly proliferates in the mind as each second unveiled;
truly escalating the spirit of existence,
Music is a poignant panacea for the most inexplicable of ailment; profoundly blending the rhythm of the passionate heart with all the goodness prevailing in the atmosphere,
Music is a wave of euphoric rhapsody; which washes away all those sins; you may have inadvertently stumbled upon,
Music is a profusely redolent rose; uninhibitedly disseminating its scent to whomsoever who wanted to inhale it,
Music is the invincible ladder to ebullient success;
propelling you to rise from the obnoxious ashes;
everytime you horrendously faltered in your step,
Music is a vivacious rainbow; deluging mundane survival with compassionate loads of vibrant color and charm,
Music is a captivating fountain; bestowing each life it besieged with a festoon of emphatic melody,
Music is the most effusive form of expression;
stirring the most inner most recesses of the conscience to unbelievably unprecedented limits,
Music is more gorgeous than the voluptuous shadow;
unfurling an unsurpassable tale of tantalizing mystery in each of its tunes,
Music is the most immaculate sound which a tangible organism could ever emanate; the most sacrosanct tune;
which perpetually unites one and all; alike,
Music is a seductive trail that leads to the most marvelously tingling fantasy; a dream which only the angels in the heavens could coalesce with and conceive,
Music is a indomitable protagonist; absorbing even the most infinitesimal trace of acrimonious hostility; in the swirl of its tenacious pulse,
Music is a magnificently surreal cloud which relentlessly rains; blessing the lives of countless with the essence of its sacred grace,
Music is a velvety feather which not only triggers an untamed exultation in breathless identities; but rekindles them to lead a myriad of infinite more exciting lives,
Music is the religion you believe in; the language in which your very first ancestor used to merrily converse,
Music is the solitary ray of dazzling light in the preposterously morbid tunnel; engendering you to emerge victorious in the Herculean struggle called life,
Music is an arrow which hits its target completely blindfolded; rises as the uncrowned prince; even as the entire planet headed towards inevitably disdainful destruction,
Music is an intriguingly innocuous child; that stays forever young even after undergoing an incomprehensible battalion of deaths,
Music is the insurmountable spice which foments even the dead to rise from their graves; dance in stupendously sultry winds in the throes of moonlit midnight,
Music is the most wonderful entertainment bereft of a single penny; and yet amazingly reinvigorating the entire system with blissful synergies that the body had always desired,
Music is the sparkle of ones eye; the glow which every personality radiates in the most divinely contented stage of life,
Music is the whistling air you breathe; the ecstatic spurts of energy you expend while trespassing on every path of life; the celestial flurry of smiles on your countenance as you are enthralled by the creation of God,
Music is indeed the reason why you live; the reason why you will always choose to love; or shall we say MUSIC IS THE IRREFUTABLE FOOD FOR LIFE .

THE WORLD OUTSIDE

When I was just born; freshly emanating the first cry of my life,
The world outside seemed an obsolete haze to my eyes;
which searched frantically amidst all alien; for my place in this vast globe .
When I grew up a trifle; the bones impregnated in my persona now molding their way beneath my skin,
The world outside seemed to be as raw as the ethereal rays of vespered dawn; and my eyes were lost in profusely absorbing the magnificent beauty of this enchanting Universe When I bounced and frolicked in the lawns of kindergarten; just learning to converse with my elders,
The world outside seemed to be stupendously blossoming to my eyes; and I inadvertently stumbled upon more than a million things every unfurling minute .
When I catapulted into my teens; the crimson blood incarcerated in my veins circulating faster than thunderbolts of white electricity,
The world outside seemed an island of untamed romance to my eyes; with my heartbeats insatiably longing for the ultimate love of my life When I stepped into the corridors of robust youth; a fleet of exhilarated muscle now leaving a poignant impression on my rubicund flesh,
The world outside seemed a manipulative playground to my eyes; with an insurmountable desire to earn my own bread now overwhelming everything else prevailing in the atmosphere .
When I bonded into threads of holy matrimony; taking a sacrosanct vow in front of the Creator; to walk step by step with my newly embellished bride,
The world outside seemed a blend of fantasy and pragmatic reality to my eyes; with each hour at work;
tumultuously reinvigorating my desire to spend countless hours under compassionately fiery breath under pearly midnight .
When I procreated new blood of my own; a flurry of God’s most mesmerizing creation nestling innocuously on my shoulders,
The world outside seemed a fabulous paradise to my eyes; and even though I was unfathomably penurious;
the innocent voices of my children catapulted me infinite kilometers beyond blissful heaven .
When I inevitably had to taste disdainfully crippling old age; the color of my skin now painstakingly withering towards thin wisps of remote oblivion,
The world outside seemed an acrimonious thorn to my eyes; with the very people whom I had fostered in my times of Herculean strength; now trampling indiscriminately over my integrity .
And when I was about to take my last breath;
horrifically writhing in unsurpassable agony to bid my last adieu to this planet,
The world outside seemed like when I was just born to my eyes; everything so fresh; everything so hazy;
everything so me; and even though I died; I felt that the chapter of existence had begun once again .

CAREERS IN LOVE

For careers in computers; a profound understanding of intricate hardware and software; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in dentistry; a sagaciously comprehensive insight into the intriguing chemistry of teeth; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in teaching; an elaborate perception regarding the subject to be taught; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in modeling; a stupendously enchanting countenance with streaks of blistering flamboyance;
were an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in journalism; a discerning eye comprehending myriad strata’s of the society; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in palmistry; a mystical analysis of the handsomely enigmatic bifurcations of the palm; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in commercial business; prudently sound grasping of the laws of management compounded with skills of astute manipulation; were an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in gardening; a fabulous conception of the fraternity of soil and water used; as an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in acting; an undaunting attitude to face the camera; blended with emotions fulminating from the innermost soul; were an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in sky gazing; an overwhelmingly abhorrent dislike for leading life coalesced with incredulously profuse nonchalance; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in speed racing; an outrageous propensity for treacherous terrains; alongwith a penchant for adventurously tingling danger; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in boxing; a battalion of muscle intrepidly ready to confront the mightiest of onslaught on this earth; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in advertising; an innovative cognition of clients and vacillating brand market images; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in the army; an unflinchingly indomitable spirit to relinquish breath for the nation every moment; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in the hotel kitchenette; an insatiable conception of ingratiatingly delectable cuisine;
thoroughly tickling the unsurpassable no. of taste buds; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in swimming; an insurmountable passion for the ravishingly undulating waves coupled with the tumultuous exhilaration of relishing natures most precious gift on your skin; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in calligraphy; an inexorable dexterity of the knotted finger to consistently emboss grandiloquent alphabets; was an indispensable prerequisite,
For careers in truth; an irrefutable obeying of the righteous voices of impeccable conscience; was an indispensable prerequisite,
But for careers in love; there was simply no prerequisite required; for all you needed was a heart that passionately throbbed; a soul that romantically wandered; a breath that cascaded compassionately like never before; and believe me you’ll make the best career ever conceivable on this planet; infact the most cherished CARRER CALLED LOVE .

COMPLETE

Even if infinite eyes of mine made a single blind person see; I would consider my life to be endowed,
Even if infinite ears of mine made a single deaf person hear; I would consider my life blissfully divine,
Even if infinite legs of mine made a single maimed person run; I would consider my life higher than the sacrosanct skies,
Even if infinite smiles of mine made a single orphan oblivious to the definition of pain; I would consider my life richer than all wealth assimilated on this planet,
Even if infinite voices of mine made a single dumb person speak; I would consider my life to be as celestial as the dancing fairies,
Even if infinite muscles of mine made a single deprived person strong; I would consider my life in perfect synchronization with the divine master who had created it,
Even if infinite teeth of mine made a single old person scrupulously chew his meals; I would consider my life achieving the ultimate it had been created for,
Even if infinite hair of mine made a single shivering person regain his warmth; I would consider my life more tenacious than any storm,
Even if infinite shadows of mine made a single person brutally widowed find a home; I would consider my life as sacred as the lap of my heavenly mother,
Even if infinite salutes of mine made a single person shamefully slithering on the ground feel like a king;
I would consider my life the most cherished gift wandering on this Universe,
Even if infinite tears of mine made a single satanic person accept the chapter of humanity; I would consider my life a beautiful flower whose essence never withers,
Even if infinite fantasies of mine made a single mad person wholesomely blissful; I would consider my life a paradise on which the angels tread,
Even if infinite tunes of mine made a single lost person remember his impeccable childhood; I would consider my life more privileged than countless more births to unveil,
Even if infinite droplets of my blood made a single wounded person bounce back to euphoric life; I would consider my life to be the most treasured gold on this fathomless earth,
Even if infinite days of mine made a single slaved person see brilliantly infallible beams of sunlight; I would consider my life in splendid harmony with the marvelous fruits of mother nature,
Even if infinite kisses of mine made a single lecherous person savor the goodness of care; I would consider my life bereft of the tiniest of acrimonious thorn,
Even if infinite hearts of mine made a single monotonous person love; I would consider myself more blessed than the saints meditating for years in obsolete wilderness,
And if infinite breaths of mine made a single dead person rhapsodically galloping under the sky and fully alive; I would consider my life more marvelous than Omnipotent spirit of existence and COMPLETE .

JUST A BIG ZERO

Try impregnating it between L & VE; and you have the most enchanting word ever; in this fathomlessly sprawling universe,
Try adding just a solitary digit to its rotund persona; and you have a numeral which exuberantly commences the chapter of mystically enigmatic numerology,
Try rolling it down the hills with a thoroughly jaded stick; and I am sure you would catapult back into memories of nostalgically impeccable childhood,
Try hurling it in free space; and it traversed magnificently like a majestic eagle; royally flirting in the air; before landing on the stupendously voluptuous carpet of verdant grass,
Try embossing it after the last digit of your parsimonious check; and witness the impoverished account swell to dynamically kingly proportions,
Try slipping it over your countenance; and it engulfs you for times immemorial; in its invincibly fascinating grip,
Try writing it infinite no. of times on a barren page;
and you suddenly have the paper staring back at you;
profusely pepped up with volatile life,
Try shouting it hysterically down the boundlessly deep gorge; and you inevitably feel a wave of tantalizing freshness; encapsulate your profoundly frazzled senses,
Try overwhelmingly concentrating at the face of a new born child; and you’ll find its innocuously charismatic impression wandering in abundance,
Try compressing it just an inconspicuous trifle; and you’ll get a line as straight as an arrow; ready to perpetuate infinite kilometers above the gorgeous clouds,
Try blowing a euphorically melodious whistle which stirred insurmountable chords of seduction in the morbid winds around; and you’ll see it appear on the perfectly open contours of your lips,
Try placing it over every 1; and you’ll find the integer simmer in unfathomable ardor; with poignant empathy radiating till times beyond eternity from its caricature,
Try molding countless rings of it in rampantly asymmetrical rows; and you’ll soon evolve a delectable tunnel which; rekindles the passions of your diminishing soul,
Try glimpsing it on the time piece of the disastrously crude bomb; and you’ll hardly have time to reminisce the glorious moments of your life; as the contraption blasted through walls of senility; propelling obnoxious smoke to curl up menacingly towards the sky,
Try sketching it on a lackadaisically rustic bored face; and you’d naturally diffuse into spurts of uninhibited laughter; as the entity miraculously metamorphosed into a clown,
Try viewing the gargantuan Universe through it; and you’ll find everything beautifully in focus;
marvelously harmonious and synchronized like never before,
Try embodying it after every feasibly conceivable sentence; and believe me this infinitesimal dot; was enough to put an immortal end to it for decades unsurpassable,
Try embracing it at any juncture of your life; and you’ll feel the wave of pretentious pompousness wholesomely disappear from your visage; realize your diminutive presence in front of the Almighty Lord,
And inspite of all this; if you still ridicule that the number I was talking about was just a big zero;
then I irrefutably invite you to think again .

ON MY OWN FEET

Don t place me in a morbid graveyard; dolorously inundated with perpetually lifeless souls,
Keep me instead in an island replete with boisterously bouncing children; effusively releasing themselves every instant into the full spirit of mesmerizing existence .
Don t place me in a hideously diabolical dungeon;
brimming perilously to the soil with treacherously lifeless cobwebs,
Keep me instead in a fathomless field blossoming with scented flower; profusely diffusing their heavenly odor to catapult me into a world of insurmountable fantasy .
Don t place me in disdainfully monotonous chains of pragmatic life; with each unleashing second punctuating me like a thousand insidious needles all over my nimble body,
Keep me instead in a torrential cloudburst of exotic fantasy; voluptuously unfolding its boundless shades after the Sun had disappeared to give way to the grandiloquently star studded night .
Don t place me on the luminous dial of the incessantly ticking grandfather clock; reminding me every moment of the time left until my abdication of breath,
Keep me instead in the lap of my mother; which made me immortally feel that I was only an unscrupulous child ever since the time this earth was created .
Don t place me in freezing caves harbored in the heart of the avalanche; metamorphosing passionately crimson blood in my veins; into stoically white ice,
Keep me instead for perennial decades in the arms of my beloved; triggering infernos of untamed desire in each strand of my skin; as the Sun blazed like a dynamite in vivaciously blue sky .
Don t place me in abhorrently obnoxious pages of medieval literature; crippling my wandering mind with a mind-boggling labyrinth of innumerable dates,
Keep me instead in fabulously seductive tunnels of poetry; propelling me to soar like a handsome eagle through mists of desire; even as I lay on the brink of absolute extinction Don t place me in a well deluged with greazy oil;
inevitably fomenting me to trip on every step I alighted,
Keep me instead on a euphorically rhapsodic carpet of enchanting grass; on which I rolled till times beyond creation; dreaming about all the mesmerizing beauty on this planet Don t place me behind the match box shaped table of mahogany; clerically signing a thousand letters every day; till the last day of my survival,
Keep me instead abreast the mystically swimming sharks; fighting fanatically for each of my breath;
and yet at the same time profoundly savoring; the true essence of precious life .
And don t place me like a parasite on the doorstep of my parents; right since the first cry of my birth to the final draught of air I exhaled,
Keep me instead O! Almighty Lord on my own feet;
immediately after I galloped past the threshold of immaculate childhood; illuminating the eyes of my kin with fireballs of pride; for the son they had so dearly harnessed with their very own blood .

THE DAY I DIDN T BREATHE

The day I didn t wear clothes; I shivered uncontrollably in the austere breeze of uncouth winter,
They day I didn t eat food; I found myself miserably slithering towards the corridors of precarious starvation,
The day I didn t write poetry; I found my fingers virtually paralyzed; and the blood in my robust veins metamorphosed into a morbidly colorless liquid,
The day I didn t bathe; I felt pools of disdainfully fetid sweat; stab my impeccable visage more than a billion treacherous thorns,
The day I didn t sleep; I felt daggerheads of insurmountably fatigued exasperation; assassinating each iota of my blissfully mental peace,
The day I didn t wink; I felt the romantic youth in me die an obnoxiously famished death; all mischief in the atmosphere pathetically desert me like a piece of dilapidated garbage,
The day I didn t pray; I felt like a diabolical monster; drifting further and further away from the sacrosanct countenance of Omnipotent God,
The day I didn t lie in the lap of my mother; I felt as if the world had come to a brusque end; there wasn t an iota of humanity prevailing in any quarter of this colossal Universe,
The day I didn t swim; I felt as if the insatiable exuberance in my bones had died a profusely asphyxiated death,
The day I didn t discover; I felt as if my incredulously augmenting fantasy; had ruthlessly blended with ethereally dwindling horizons,
The day I didn t dream; I felt that life was a barbarically monotonous workshop; with each hour of the day relentlessly restricted to the realms of parasitic office,
The day I didn t realize; I felt horrendously pompous and pretentiously inflated; with my conscience whipping me to profusely apologize to the mesmerizing winds outside,
The day I didn t drink water; I felt the tumultuously scorching agony in my throat; compelling me to swoon like withering fish on the ground,
The day I didn t tease my sister; I felt as if I sitting astoundingly close to my grave; although I was just on the threshold to commence life,
The day I didn t gaze at the resplendent stars; I felt as if my world was intransigently confined to the four bare brick walls of my dwelling,
The day I didn t respect my elders; I felt that I was boisterously irascible fly; about to be inevitably squashed by the sword of righteousness,
The day I didn t listen to my heart; I felt as if I had horrifically failed in every attempt of mine;
although I stood towering on the absolute pinnacle of life,
The day I didn t wholeheartedly love; I felt there was no reason to survive; started prematurely on my journey to the heavens; without the tiniest insinuation of Almighty Lord,
And the day I didn t breathe; there was no time for me to feel or romanticize about hell or heaven; for I lay like a wholesomely mute corpse; infact to cut the story short; I was irrefutably dead .

HUMAN HEART

No complications; not even the slightest trace of mystery engulfing it,
No glamour; not even the most minuscule essence of salacious lechery embedded in it,
No discrimination; not even an infinitesimal feeling of racism encompassing it,
No hatred; not even a whisker of deceitful sound emanating from it,
No flattery; not even the tiniest space of sanctimonious thought enveloping it,
No artificiality; not even the most inconspicuous iota of debauchery penetrating it,
No revenge; not even a diminutive particle of vindictive belligerence embodied in it,
No lies; not even the remotest sign of manipulation lingering close to it,
No pompousness; not even the thinnest cloud of formality entrapped in it,
No hostility; not even the most obsolete form of rampant massacre encapsulating it,
No stardom; not even the spurious feeling of worthlessly being something encircling it,
No frigidity; not even the most bizarre sign of perilous old age permeating it,
No infidelity; not even the most ethereal insinuations of betrayal puncturing it,
No makeup; not even the most nascent forms of glitterati hovering around it,
No sadness; not even the most microscopic bits of deplorable gloom circulating around it,
No color; not even the most insipid tinge of haughty design circumventing it,
No cowardice; not even the faintest shadow of fear and retreat entrenching it,
No age; not even the most dreadful dwindling of bones affecting it,
No rest; not even the most thunderous sleep at nightfall ceasing or having any impact on it,
No price; not even the entire wealth amalgamated together in this world able to purchase it,
Only love, desire, an overwhelmingly stupendous ardor to live; an immortal spirit of nostalgia; was how I would; and am sure all of you would choose to describe the violently palpitating and volatile HUMAN HEART .

WITH AN EXISTENCE SUCH AS THIS

Full of ecstatic adventure; overwhelmed with exuberant happiness,
Full of unfathomable zeal; an insatiable desire to explore to the most unprecedented limits,
Full of boisterous euphoria; an uncanny sense of adventure blended profusely with streams of scarlet blood,
Full of tangy spice; an ocean of passionate sweat trickling ferociously with the unleashing second,
Full of mystical tunes; inundated with a flurry of fabulously enchanting scent,
Full of untamed escalating spirits; the desire to love and philander lingering astronomically in the soul,
Full of inexplicable punch; deluged with doughty charisma from all possible and conceivable sides,
Full of mesmerizing beauty; replete with vivacious colors to fathomlessly imagine,
Full of an unsurpassable ability to conquer;
trespassing over a blanket of acrid thorns on naked foot,
Full of tingling smiles; a tumultuously vibrant shiver that crept down nimbly through the spine,
Full of insurmountably daunting courage; an unflinching will to confront the mightiest of disaster,
Full of rustic simplicity; with the rudiments of existence replicating primordial life of the jungles,
Full of unrelenting buoyancy; always transgressing a couple of inches above soil,
Full of irresistible attraction; a relentless urge to fully explore the most voluptuous tantalizing form,
Full of blazing dynamism; an incorrigible ardor to march ahead with a perpetual longing to survive,
Full of flamboyant muscle; an incomprehensible urgency to dash forward at the slightest of provocation,
Full of marvelous memories; reminiscing incessantly about innocuously mischievous childhood,
Full of cheek and perennially augmenting spice;
rampantly caressing the infinite fruits of gorgeous nature,
Full of blood-curling suspense; a thunderous virtue to swirl as high and handsome as the stormy waves,
Full of boundless enthusiasm; a voice that indefatigably blurted out “NEVER SAY DIE”,
And I don t know what I was or how I might have lived in my past life; but bless me O! Almighty Lord with an existence such as this in my present life .

NO SHORTCUTS

The shortcut to reach the towering summit of the building; was to use the gold embossed escalator,
The shortcut to pass the treacherous waves of the tumultuously stormy sea; was an electric paced motorboat,
The shortcut to reach the astronomical peak of the colossal mountain; was a swanky airplane which flew faster than the speed of light,
The shortcut to topmost fruit suspended from the branch of the gigantic tree; was a ladder with coherently aligned metal rungs,
The shortcut to painstakingly masticating gargantuan morsels of food; was to consume equivalent amounts of tiny vitamin capsules,
The shortcut to walking long distances on bare foot;
was the bombastically haughty and silken complexioned and scarlet sports car,
The shortcut to assiduously taxing the dainty fingers to pen down fathomless lines of literature; was the feather tipped and stupendously contemporary computer,
The shortcut to bathing in cold water at the crack of every dawn; was to inundate your armpits with exotic scent; fool people as if you had washed your gruesomely sordid persona umpteenth number of times in the day,
The shortcut to browsing onerously through the overwhelmingly bulky book; was to simply read its last page and drift off to blissful sleep,
The shortcut to surreal fantasy and incredulously haywire fantasy; was to put abrupt brakes to your wild imagination,
The shortcut to delivering the marathon speech for indefatigable hours on the trot; was to tell somebody to dub it perfectly in your voice,
The shortcut to witnessing vivaciously striped lions wandering through a labyrinth of paths in the dense jungles; was to spot and profoundly admire them in their locked cage,
The shortcut to waiting for rain to pelt down in harmonious unison from the sky; was to stand under an incessant stream of artificial bathroom shower water,
The shortcut to sedulously tying buttons and wearing several garments every fresh morning; was to not change your previous attire at all,
The shortcut to pertinently sniffing every now and again infinite times in a single day; was just one deafening and volcanic sneeze which nearly brought the roof down with its poignant ferocity,
The shortcut to speaking a hundred lies; is uttering an irrefutably solitary yet formidably invincible truth,
The shortcut to glancing at the watch every unleashing second of the day; is to gaze languidly forward to relish the color of natural light,
The shortcut to crawling miserably on obdurate ground in an unfathomably enduring endeavor to reach the finishing line; is to wear a pair of ice skates;
travel faster than the speed of light,
The shortcut to prolifically earning quick money; was to marry a rich mans daughter; and worship him more than the almighty lord all your palpable life,
The shortcut to speaking relentlessly all day; was to phlegmatically maneuver your snobbish fingers in thin wisps of gentle air,
But as a matter of fact there simply was no shortcut to life; as one had to lead it every second; every minute; every hour; every day; till the time he was bestowed upon with the divinely prowess of inhaling breath; till the time the Omniscient Creator gave the order to live and love .

WHY HAS TRUTH DISAPPEARED O! LORD

More invincible than the colossal mountains; virtually impregnable from all sides,
More unfathomable than the blue skies; prevalent in billions of entities transgressing upon the trajectory of this planet,
More mesmerizing than the voice of the nightingale; illuminating a path of dazzling optimism in an atmosphere encroached viciously with ominous light,
More transparent than the rays of the heavenly Sun; stringently annihilating the most minuscule trace of evil forever from this Universe,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ???

More poignant than the crimson streams of blood in body; irrefutably silencing the web of salacious lies with the power of its divinely voice,
More cherished than any ornament in the world; not procurable for even the entire wealth assimilated on the planet,
More unsurpassable than the golden horizons; tenaciously standing tall engulfed with a blanket of its own convictions,
More grandiloquent than any sight decipherable by the eye; escalating incessantly in a majestic aura that encompassed the divine,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ?

More piquant than the profusely salty ocean; fumigating the most inconspicuous trace of devilish energy; with the celestial antiseptic in its persona,
More persevering than the infinite tons of sweat shed under sweltering winds of the day; laboring all the way to repay Almighty Creator in the best possible way,
More natural than the wail of a freshly born organism; worshipped by even the most Omnipotent for its ubiquitously sacrosanct grace,
More passionate than the handsomely amber flames; incarcerating boundless in the swirl of its innocuous sincerity,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ???

More straighter than the arrow; embedding the virtue of righteousness even countless feet beneath soil,
More revered than the footsteps of the amicable mother; holding the most supreme spot in each heart palpitating under the firmament of sky,
More enchanting than the best of ingratiating perfume; instilling its perpetually benevolent fragrance in whosoever who even nimbly desired it,
More ancient than even the earth on which we’re living on was created;
infact the only treasure with which any palpable entity was born,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies ?

THE GIRL WHOM I CALLED MY BELOVED

The blood which flowed incessantly through my body;
was that of my revered mother,
While the entity who propelled it to circulate more passionately than flamboyant sunshine; was the girl whom I called my beloved The color that profusely engulfed my rubicund lips;
was that of my loving mother,
While the entity who triggered it to blossom into a festoon of gregarious smiles; was the girl whom I called my beloved The bones impregnated bountifully in my supple body;
were that of my sacrosanct mother,
While the entity who engendered them to audaciously confront the most acrimonious expeditions of life; was the girl whom I called my beloved .
The brain encapsulated blissfully beneath my skull;
was that of my divinely mother,
While the entity who punctuated it to perceive beyond the most unfathomable limits; was the girl whom I called my beloved The contours of my intricately molded persona; were that of my heavenly mother,
While the entity who embedded in them poignant traces of vivacious boisterousness; was the girl whom I called my beloved The shades of my fabulously glistening eyes; were that of my irrefutably celestial mother,
While the entity who perpetuated them to discriminate between the prudently good and diabolically bad; was the girl whom I called my beloved The conglomerate of articulate fingers on my hands;
were that of my adorable mother,
While the entity who instigated them to evolve the most ingratiating verse in this world; was the girl whom I called my beloved The voluptuously soft palms protruding from my skeleton; were that of my stupendously amicable mother,
While the entity who harnessed each stage of my destiny to unfurl; was the girl whom I called my beloved .
The breath that lingered with unsurpassable equanimity in my nostrils; was that of my Omnipotent mother,
While the entity who caused it to cascade with exuberantly ecstatic compassion; was the girl whom I called my beloved .
And the heart that lay invincibly incarcerated beneath my chest; was that of my immortally cherishable mother,
While the entity who facilitated it to ardently palpitate all night and day; commence on a whole new chapter of love with each of its beat; was the girl whom I called my beloved .

LIFE MEANS MORE

Life means imagination; the ability to perceive and dream beyond the absolutely extraordinary,
Life means observation; the magical prowess to imbibe the maximum out of the stupendously magnificent surroundings,
Life means seduction; the uncanny desire of being tantalized every second to the most unprecedented limits,
Life means devotion; the immortal virtue of being obsessed with the entity you uninhibitedly cherish and love,
Life means fascination; the incessant entrenchment perpetuated by all the mesmerizing beauty wandering on this planet,
Life means God; Life means perennially unending; Life means more .

Life means grandiloquent; the royally majestic sights embedded on the trajectory of this boundless planet,
Life means benevolent; the philanthropic element to help all those fellow compatriots in inexplicable misery and tumultuous pain,
Life means turbulent; the vivacious swirl of rampant thoughts and emotions; that engulf one’s countenance by storm,
Life means fragrant; the profusely redolent aroma;
which emanated from the voluptuous conglomerate of lotus in the pond,
Life means prudent; the incomprehensible ability of the human brain to act the most sagaciously in every situation,
Life means God; Life means perennially unending; Life means more .

Life means unfathomable; the paradise existing beyond unprecedented corridors of perception,
Life means unconquerable; the aura of invincible love encompassing the soul; which never could die,
Life means unbelievable; the astoundingly amazing string of incidents which sporadically intruded;
simply beyond any power of comprehension,
Life means unimaginable; the land which unfurled afresh; after each ounce of perceivable perception had completely exhausted,
Life means God; Life means perennially unending; Life means more .

Life means fabulous; more insurmountably enchanting than the silken puffs of voluptuously crimson clouds,
Life means mysterious; deluged with a myriad of baffling puzzles at every step you alighted,
Life means mischievous; as boisterously vivacious as the grin of a newly born infant; as poignant as the tear drop gushing from his eyes,
Life means adventurous; inundated with exuberant spice as each second unleashed; plunging into the valley of ravishing excitement,
Life means perilous; sandwiched mystically with dangerous impediments; which made a person rise from the ashes; in his fight for holistic survival,
Life means incredulous; the greatest gift for every tangible organism to be bestowed upon with; exist in unison till the Almighty Lord commanded,
Life means God; Life means perennially unending; Life means more .

TRY AND SEE INSTEAD

Don t blame the overwhelmingly blistering rays of the sweltering Sun; for the mind boggling proportions of heat it ruthlessly generated,
Try and see instead the beams of optimistic light it profoundly illuminated; in the lives of infinite souls completely deluged with hopeless despair Don t blame the horrendously rotting apple for emanating an obnoxious scent; corrupting the spurious bliss of the grandiloquent atmosphere,
Try and see instead the ingratiatingly blossoming effect it had on the dwindling crop; when embedded in soil as pinches of raw manure .
Don t blame the profusely spike studded shoe for abrading your dainty feet; acting as a gruesome barricade to fresh spurts of air; from seeping inside,
Try and see instead; the astronomical tenacity it offered to your nimble soles; to transgress undaunted;
even through the most acrimoniously swirling fires .
Don t blame the earthquake for treacherously devastating empty buildings; engendering the waves of the fabulous ocean to escalate taller than the skies,
Try and see instead; the celestial rivulets of water it perpetuated; in the heart of miserably arid land .
Don t blame the silvery sea shores for inhabiting a battalion of venomously lethal spiders; raring to feast on immaculate chunks of innocent flesh,
Try and see instead; the unfathomable amounts of relaxation they provided to dreary adventurers; the perpetually mystical avenue they proved for lovers before tying the nuptial knot .
Don t blame the clouds in the cosmos for fomenting a thunderously cacophonic noise; clashing mercilessly against each other to produce streaks of frightening lightening,
Try and see instead; the mesmerizing droplets of rain they showered; the life yielding streams of vivacious liquid which poured in ferocious torrents on pathetically groaning soil .
Don t blame the kettle for fulminating in tumultuous heat; scalding innocuous bits of skin with hostile droplets of sizzling liquid,
Try and see instead the heavenly rejuvenation it imparted; with only infinitesimal sips of it; gently dribbling into the gloomy persona .
Don t blame the conscience for being blatantly candid;
blurting out things which could have been well camouflaged in realms of astute manipulation and malice,
Try and see instead the stupendously comforting bliss that it provided to the countenance; the most explicit identity it endeavored to reveal of a man dying in embarrassing despair .
And don t blame life for being tyrannical and satanically cruel; whipping you every unfurling second with the sword of inexplicable disease compounded with treacherous pain,
Try and see instead its irrefutably sacred virtue; the infinite buckets of voluptuously passionate breath you inhaled to be living this very moment; survive at your unprecedented best in the most horrific of times .

NECESSITY IS THE MOTHER OF BEGINNING

Ordinarily the boy would have lazed all day on the grassy slopes; emanating huge yawns every other unfurling minute,
But today he ran faster than the most supreme athlete;
as the spotted panther was chasing him; ready to rip him apart from the last bone down his spine.
Ordinarily the youngster would have played cards all day; merrily frolicking about teasing girls strolling on the road,
But today he perspired unrelentingly under the Sun;
worked like a bull to appease his employer and earn money; as his father was no longer alive to feed him;
ensure that he fantasized and slept to his hearts content.
Ordinarily the King would have purchased all that he wanted on this earth; with the unprecedented power of his flamboyant jewels and wealth,
But today he prayed diligently in front of the deity to bless him with a child; a virtue that the entire treasury of his opulence had miserably failed to purchase.
Ordinarily the varied conglomerate of human beings intractably refrained from talking to each other; were supremely nonchalant of even knowing the name of who lived beside them,
But today they slept together under the open sky;
conversed amicably with each other irrespective of their inherent hatred; as the devastating earthquake struck the entire city at midnight.
Ordinarily the manipulative minister would have ruined the whole nation; replenishing his personal resources with innocent people’s money; demonstrating his theory of “Survival of the Fittest”; without even knowing the tiny alphabets that constituted life,
But today he ruled the country with overwhelming harmony and justice; as his life was under threat from God’s messiah who had descended from the sky; and if the reins slipped while governing the province; the reins of his life would slip forever in just fractions of seconds.
Ordinarily every fisherman would have sat on the shores masticating red meat and wine; as their warehouses were inundated and overflowing with surplus grain and honey,
But today he ventured out into the heart of swirling ocean; audaciously leapt in the midst of the tumultuous storm; laid his net confronting freezing cold and a battalion of shark; as his village and kin were starving; inevitably reeling under the aftermath of vicious drought.
Ordinarily the housewife would have thrown the pack of nondescript candles with utter contempt as it occupied unnecessary space in her kitchen; replacing it with an array of shimmering silver chains and robust cherries,
But today she incessantly prayed to God for the same;
wildly groped through the interiors of the dwelling for that inconspicuous and condensed bundle of wax; as the vast town was abruptly engulfed with perpetual darkness; the stringent beams of brilliant electricity that were once the pride of her house had snapped off without prior notice.
Ordinarily the diminutive chick would never have learnt to fly; feeling invincibly secure under the compassionate warmth of her mothers belly,
But today it soared up high and handsome in the air;
kissing the cocoon of clouds as it whistled by; as its mother hadn’t returned till late evening; and the pangs of hunger in its stomach were far more effusive than its fear to shut its eyes and hide.
Ordinarily I would have dismissed the idea of going 9 to 9 in the office with sheer contempt and malicious abuse; drowned in the aisles of poetic fantasy and tantalizing desire; penning down infinite lines of poetry sitting as a recluse in the corridors of my cozy home,
But today I found myself smiling pretentiously in front of my employer; obeying even the most infinitesimal of his command; with my head sunk under a mountain of bulky paper and chequebook; as the kicks of the sardonic society and the paucity of funds through the words I evolved; had driven me out of my rosy dreamland to bear the brunt of monotonous Business.
And ordinarily Man wouldn t have done anything on this earth; would have grown older just staring at the moon; if God had given him everything on a platter;
satisfied his every need the instant he uttered them as a faint whisper,
But today he was seen running in all quarters of the globe; sweating and toiling under the acerbic rays of the Sun; onerously studying under the horrendously dim light of the night bulb; conquering astronomical peaks with the ingenious thoughts circulating in his brain;
as his necessity to exist was his only mother of beginning; infact the only thing that could have metamorphosed him from a sleeping saint into one who was naturally human .

DRINKING MY OWN ANGER

I couldn t hit the earth in my bouts of anger; as it was the one which grew the food necessary for my survival,
I couldn t hit the wall in my bouts of anger; as it was the one which sequestered my scalp against tumultuous storm and rain; it was the one which constituted and fortified my dwelling,
I couldn’t hit the tree in my bouts of anger; as it was laden with the fruits I nibbled in my times of relish; imparted me with velvety breeze in the sweltering night,
I couldn t hit the mirror in my bouts of anger; as it magnificently portrayed to me my pellucid and candid reflection; and doing so I knew would exacerbate the situation further; would make my own hand bleed,
I couldn t hit mothers stomach in my bouts of anger;
for it was the singular pouch which had bore me for 9 months unrelentingly; the very sacred sac which was responsible for my existence today,
I couldn t hit the snake in my bouts of anger; for it guarded my treasury of wealth unflinchingly all night and day; and would viciously retort back the instant I raised my fingers to strike,
I couldn t hit the Sun in my bouts of anger; for it was the sole source of light which maneuvered me in the day; lit up my every morning with an enchanting smile,
I couldn t hit the child in my bouts of anger; for it was all the energy I possessed; was the sweetest little form of God running gleefully on this earth,
I couldn t hit the waters in my bouts of anger; for they were the ones who pacified my thirst several times a day; blended my life with loads of mesmerizing cool and shade,
I couldn t hit the silver plate in my bouts of anger;
for it was the one in which I actually consumed my food three times in a day; and insulting it could probably result in not getting food even three times a year,
I couldn t hit the car in my bouts of anger; for it was the one which transported me marathon distances;
saw to it that I my feet rested in luxury; as I reached the summit at whirlwind speeds,
I couldn t hit my beloved in my bouts of anger; as she was the one who transpired me to live every second;
she was the one who took upon herself every affliction to save me from the tiniest of wound today,
I couldn t hit my sister in my bouts of anger; as she was the one whom I played with irrespective of my augmenting age; with whom I shared all my secrets of life; sometimes woke her even in the middle of the night,
I couldn t hit my pet dog in my bouts of anger; as he was the one who was the first to welcome me at ethereal dawn; wag his tail incessantly until the time I took him in my arms,
I couldn t hit my eye in my bouts of anger; for it was the only instrument whom I relied upon to sight this world; and also it would incorrigibly shut tight; as I tried and approached it with my fist,
I couldn t hit the century old boat in my bouts of anger; as it was the one on which my ancestors sailed;
the one where my rudimentary roots lay profoundly embedded,
I couldn t hit the cow in my bouts of anger; as it was the only animal which gave me sacrosanct milk;
impregnated my bones with Herculean strength to take on the mantle of this entire world,
I couldn t hit the idol of God in my bouts of anger;
as it was the one who had evolved me and my kin in the first place; would burn me to inconspicuous ash the moment I irritably hurled my fingers towards his Omnipotent form,
And I couldn t hit a single thing on this earth; for whatever I hit was something sacred or something which was intimately dear; something which I possessed or something which had possessed me for infinite years,
That s when I decided to wholesomely DRINK MY OWN ANGER; whenever I was infuriated and my body reverberated beyond the point of no control; rather than unnecessarily victimizing somebody, taking it out on the innocent world .

EVERY WRITERS BOSS

Every mouse’s boss was the tawny cat; ready to pounce upon its diminutive demeanor each instant; pulverize it to mincemeat with its knife like jaws,
Every river’s boss was the colossal ocean; ready to gobble its inconspicuous visage in the gargantuan swirl of its turbulent waves,
Every stone’s boss was the lanky mountain;
overshadowing its frigid body with its towering shadow; the avalanche of ice descending gathering unprecedented speed it sped down the slope,
Every egg’s boss was the enchanting bird; flooding the dreary ambience in vicinity with the mystical tunes that emanated from its beak,
Every infant’s boss was its caring mother; who sequestered it from the most non-existent of evil;
ensured that it slept while she incessantly stroked its scalp,
Every insect’s boss was the disdainfully grizzly lizard; viciously swishing its slender tongue;
anticipating them to tantalizingly creep directly into its greedy mouth,
Every web’s boss was the silver spider; having the supreme power of dismantling and weaving it all over again; whenever she desired it,
Every ornament’s boss was the majestically hooded serpent; hideously hissing sitting over the same;
judiciously observing that it refrained to fall into diabolical hands,
Every soil’s boss was the indefatigably pelting globules of rain; which inundated its surface with incredulous fertility; conjuring it to blossom into a voluptuous array of fruit and scarlet rose,
Every blank paper’s boss was the feather tipped pen;
possessing the royal prowess of embossing its barren surface with boundless lines of oligarchic literature,
Every car’s boss was its twin pair of brakes; enabling it and imparting it with bountiful resilience to stop and boisterously speed whenever it liked,
Every night’s boss was the stringently blazing day;
illuminating and metamorphosing its gloomy atmosphere into one with radiant light and fiery rays,
Every star’s boss was the resplendent moon;
wholesomely trespassing its inconspicuous body with the unfathomable tenacity in its shine,
Every snake’s boss was the long toothed mongoose;
furtively capsizing it by the slippery neck; making it eventually surrender as it sucked the last drop of blood from its body,
Every tadpole’s boss was the preposterously huge whale; eating it at regular intervals in countless clusters; yet not able to fully appease its incomprehensible hunger,
Every wind’s boss was the tumultuous storm; sweeping across like thunderbolts of lightening in the world;
swallowing every draught of placid breeze that meekly confronted it in its path; and not even wasting time to burp in relishing its robust meal,
Every ghost’s boss was the invincibly closed corpse;
ensuring that it stayed secured tight within; didn t get even the remotest chance to escape and spread terror on this globe,
Every land’s boss was the unending sky; providing a roof to shelter it; proving it a respectable entity to hold its head high,
Every man’s boss was the Omniscient Creator;
commanding him every second to satisfy the mission which he taken birth on this earth for,
And every writer’s boss was his flamboyant fantasy;
his spell binding perceptions that unrelentingly dictated him to keep writing every instant of the chilly night; and all throughout the Sunny day .

SADLY PUNCTURED

As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt as soft as the fluffy feather of the flamingo; speeded at lightening speeds towards the Sun; with a mere caress to the accelerator,
While at present the same felt like a thousand bags inundated with sharp stones; simply refraining to budge a single inch from its original position;
however onerously I tried to push it.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the gentle stream of placid water; mesmerizing all scattered in vicinity with its stupendous charisma and flamboyant grace,
While at present the same thrusted me violently on the floor; slithered like an untamed freezing lizard;
crying incessantly to move a centimeter forward.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it voluptuously kissed me as I sat down on the seat;
whizzed me past the enamoring sights of the city like a molten volcano fulminating from the trajectory of moist earth,
While at present the same emanated a horrendously charred stench of burnt rubber; choked; coughed and stuttered infinite number of times as I switched on the ignition.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the satiny cocoon of clouds having just descended from the sky; pacifying my insurmountably frazzled senses;
with the rhythmic music of its synchronized stirring,
While at present the same seemed as cumbersome to handle as the incredulously slippery granules of desert sand; with the exhaust pipe barking hostile plumes of black smoke directly into my eyes.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like an exhilarating aircraft whirring up; ready to transport me across distant corners of the Globe within flash seconds of time,
While at present the same crawled slower than the fattest tortoise; nudging just a single inch; in a single hour.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like a pen embossing words at electric velocities;
conquering every territory; flooding every sheet with a billion lines of enchanting poetry,
While at present the same seemed to be perspiring like the mammoth bull; digging its curled horns incorrigibly into the stony ground.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the vivacious rainbow in the sky; with its scintillating jugglery of mirror explicitly portraying my handsome reflection,
While at present the same seemed to be like the hoarsely begging eunuch; with its voice stuck stronger than the most tenacious of glue; petrifying my blissful ears with its prominently discordant tunes.
As I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like a cleanly floating whistle; permeating the gloomy ambience with its astoundingly fast pulse and robust pace,
While at present it tripped embarrassingly on the ground to taste dust even before I sat; thunderously yawning every second like a lame soldier; when infact I wanted to reach the hospital to meet my wife in an absolute jiffy,
And as I alighted my scooter in the morning; it felt like the bouncing kangaroo brimming with poignant euphoria and rubicund strength; able to appease the most minuscule of my demand; transporting me with supreme comfort and nonchalant ease to the destination of my choice; the very place I wanted to be,
While at present it lay pathetically morose; trembling like a deserted orphan on the street; as its twin tyre tubes which were once bulging with astronomical amounts of fresh air; had now been brutally assaulted by a battalion of savage nails;
Lay barbarically ripped apart; utterly deflated and SADLY PUNCTURED .

A COMPLETE 100 FLOORS

Scores of squeals inundated the atmosphere; clusters of people hugged each other close in utter pandemonium,
A billion beads of sweat trickled down petrified cheeks; as children took deep breaths in terrified exhilaration,
A heap of vegetables and fresh fruit lay completely squashed; housewives wailed in discordant unison about the scornful creases to their immaculate clothes,
Torn bits of heavily scented paper stuck to the ceiling; fluttering about incessantly with the gallant wind that infiltrated in through the doors,
Infinite bundles of hair stood up in untamed indignation; repugnantly refusing to sit down even after blissful calm had descended,
Boundless plumes of black smoke arose in the vicinity;
with the disastrously dry coughing of the aged becoming all the more apparent as the agonizing minutes crept by,
The tiny floor seemed to be in a complete disarray;
with a pool of tears blended with faint blood portraying a profoundly ghastly appearance,
The tales of remorse and dismay seemed to be gaining impetus; as the people inside felt escalated to the zenith of feverish excitement,
The lights flickered and faltered badly; with perennial darkness seeming to be a better option when compared to the continuously batting beams of flimsy bulb rays,
A battalion of unruly mosquitoes relished the splendid opportunity; perched and sucking blood with gay abandon from innocuously rubicund skin,
The hair on everyone’s scalp seemed to protrude in spiffy animosity; as if freshly coming out from the heart of a swashbuckling war film,
All sense of judiciousness and prudent discerning; had now been replaced by unconquerable waves of morbid terror,
All food in the stomach had died a gruesome death; the most inconspicuous of desire to consume liquid incorrigibly refrained to arise again,
An innumerable fleet of pedestrians had gathered at the dismal scenario; expressing their sanctimonious sympathy; trying to mollify frazzled nerves with their armory of spurious smiles,
The entire network of bones in the body felt as if terribly jolted; the intricate cartilage inside felt as if it needed rebirth,
The string of useless thoughts which once bothered and circumvented the mind all night and day; now seemed to be single focussed on feasible ways of escape,
The color of skin had metamorphosed to ashen white;
the robust river of red blood had stopped flowing hours ago,
The hearts of those incarcerated inside; palpitated more violently than when they had just taken birth,
And you’d be astoundingly surprised at knowing the cause of this holocaust; the disaster which had rendered groups of impeccable humans grappling for their lives in the middle of brilliant daylight; had fomented more perspiration on the body than their was scarlet blood and bone,
As a matter of fact it was just a slim wire of soiled rubber which had snapped; engendering the magnificently colossal lift to plummet like streaks of white lightening towards the ground,
Bounce with a thunderously deafening thud on its cushioned mountain of soft and spongy springs; after traversing down a complete 100 floors of the tall building .

THE WORLD OUTSIDE AFTER BATH

When I bathed my body in pure crimson blood; the world outside seemed to be horrendously appalling and ghastly as I stepped out,
When I bathed my body in an ocean of squelched garbage; the world outside seemed to be rotten fish; with all entities wandering in vicinity seeming as if unwashed since marathon years,
When I bathed my body in scintillating white and sacrosanct cow milk; the world outside seemed to be an evanescent fog; with each object striking my eye as a hazy and distorted mirage,
When I bathed my body in stupendously redolent lotus juice; the world outside seemed to be extravagantly fragrant; without the slightest trace of dirt and promiscuous stain,
When I bathed my body in a river of foaming saliva;
the world outside seemed to be as slippery as the eel;
the gargantuan roads appeared to be coated with tons of oil; with every single individual falling head on the ground; after unwittingly loosing his heavy grip,
When I bathed my body in a pond of talcum powder; the world outside seemed to resemble a clown; and I held the sides of my stomach incorrigibly tight; as I was a trifle afraid that they would explode out laughing,
When I bathed my body in a pool of blistering sunlight; the world outside seemed to be burning and scalding hot; with my fingers circumspect of touching any object in fear of being gruesomely charred,

When I bathed my body in a stream of white electricity; the world outside seemed to emit pugnacious sparks; and I dared not put my foot on the earth in danger of getting wholesomely electrocuted,
When I bathed my body in a puddle of vivacious scorpion juice; the world outside seemed to be as ominous as the hideous reptile; with each person appearing to ooze lethal venom from his mouth; instead of eloquent and enchanting speech,
When I bathed my body in a film of pungent tears; the world outside seemed to be effusively crying; every man and woman appeared to be sad; and edging towards the brink of extinction,
When I bathed my body in pulverized cactus pulp; the world outside seemed to be irritable and irascible;
with people scratching their scalps every second in utter exasperation,
When I bathed my body in glittering liquid of pure gold; the world outside seemed exorbitantly rich and marvelous; with every person inundated with fancy chequebooks and chains of shimmering pearls,
When I bathed my body in crushed garlic; the world outside seemed like the decaying fish; wafting an odor that fomented me to puke out all that was trapped inside my stomach,
When I bathed my body in the floating clouds; the world outside seemed to be insurmountably windy; with man flying a few feet above the ground flapping his fleshy wings,
When I bathed my body in a fulminating tub of acid;
the world outside seemed to be like a sizzling pancake simmering boisterously to erupt in hostile fumes,
When I bathed my body in silvery sands; the world outside seemed to be gradually slipping; with every visible glass and body completely engulfed with monotonous dust,
When I bathed my body in finely pulverized bone powder; the world outside seemed to be an obsolete dead corpse; with ghoulish images of ghosts wandering on the streets instead of robust individuals,
When I bathed my body in a conglomerate of satiny hair; the world outside seemed to be a mesmerizing planet; on which fairies floated and basked in the aisles of unprecedented romance,
When I bathed my body in a pool of pure shit; the world outside seemed to be a stinking dustbin; with every individual vomiting out every second instead of blissfully inhaling air and living,
When I bathed my body in silvery moonlight; the world outside seemed to be an enchanting paradise; with a fleet of tantalizing fairies eating, sipping and sleeping milk,
When I bathed my body in firewood ash; the world outside seemed to be brutally burnt; with every object in vicinity appearing as if charred to wholesomely black soot,
When I bathed my body in pungent acrylic paint; the world outside seemed to be freshly whitewashed;
everything seemed to be newly constructed; with people’s faces sparkling even after wee hours of chilly midnight,
When I bathed my body in a lake of molten wax; the world outside seemed to be melting at electric speeds;
blatantly prominent outlines of the city seemed to be fading rapidly into thin wisps of oblivion,
When I bathed my body in enigmatically slithering snake skin; the world outside seemed to be hideously snaring; with pedestrians seeming to viciously bite each time they opened their mouths to speak,
When I bathed my body in a finely squelched pulp of green grass; the world outside seemed to be passionately raw; with humans inevitably tickling themselves in a state of restless frenzy,
When I bathed my body in strands of morbid spider web;
the world outside seemed to be an eerie playground;
with humans having unpleasantly ghoulish designs engulfing their face,
When I bathed my body in superlatively piquant tomato curry; the world outside seemed to be a delicious pizza taken out right from the sizzling oven; with all tangible and intangible sprawled around appearing to be completely red; appearing as if uninhibitedly blushing unstoppably all the time,
When I bathed my body in a rivulet of vitamin tonic;
the world outside seemed to be a pathetic hospital;
with people holding their faces in inexplicable despair; orphans wandering on the roads with antiseptic bandages wound to their throats,
When I bathed my body in a bucket replete with foamy soap; the world outside seemed to be a profuse blanket of frothy spray; with denizens walking on an island of spongy bubbles; bursting them pompously with their fingers to clear their way,
When I bathed my body in whirlpools of pulsating rock music; the world outside seemed to be a sleazily blaring discotheque; with countless clusters of youngsters gyrating their bodies to unsynchronized beats of vibrant sound,
When I bathed my body in a shower of raunchy salt; the world outside seemed to be overwhelmingly tantalizing;
with even the incomprehensibly old seeming to bounce euphorically with new found rigors of life,
When I bathed my body in plumes of black vehicle smoke; the world outside seemed to be an obfuscated blur; with visibility cutting down to almost an absolute zero and dynamic individuals hopelessly tripping their footing even before they decided to walk,
And eventually when I bathed my body in a compassionate waterfall of her moist breath; the world outside seemed to have vanished in entirety; didn t appear at all no matter how hard I strained my eyes;
for all I could feel; imagine; and appreciate was her mesmerizing eyes and lips; the invincible seed of romance; now palpitating turbulently in her heart as I touched her .

IN ORDER TO SAVAGELY DIE

In order to embarrassingly fall on the ground; one must first try to audaciously stand,
In order to vehemently cry aloud in astonishingly calm air; one must first try to inculcate the virtue of uninhibited laughter,
In order to be blatantly illiterate; one must first try to imbibe the meaning of sagacious and discerningly literate,
In order to be dismally gloomy; one must first try to flirtatiously smile,
In order to be disastrously defeated; one must first try to embrace exhilarating victory,
In order to feel gruesomely bizarre winds of freezing cold; one must first try to experience the winds of inexorably blistering heat,
In order to starve to unprecedented limits; one must first try to eat succulent morsels of tantalizing food to the most gargantuan of his heart’s content,
In order to thunderously sneeze; one must first try to inhale in fresh draughts of exuberant breath,
In order to get overwhelmingly wounded; one must first try to valiantly brandish a sword and fight,
In order to remain as still and motionless as the morbid corpse; one must first try to boisterously march at the crack of every euphoric dawn,
In order to dance naked on the viciously barren streets; one must first try embellish himself completely from fluffy head to diminutive feet,
In order to hysterically scream; one must first try to remain perpetually silent,
In order to fight unceremoniously with innocuous people sleeping in their dwelling; one must first try to incessantly pray,
In order to blink indefatigably without the slightest of control; one must first try to prudently stare for marathon hours on the trot,
In order to perceive the most obnoxious stench existing on this planet; one must first try to profoundly absorb the stupendous scent of the scarlet rose,
In order to thunderously yawn in the midst of the bombastic conference; one must first try to sit sagaciously for countless hours on the desk; without budging the tiniest either to the right; or the extreme left,
In order to break the glass into infinite splinters of serrated mirror; one must first try to wholesomely admire his reflection to unsurpassable extents; even after ghoulish nightfall,
In order to commit salacious acts of mortifying betrayal; one must first try to wholeheartedly; and truly love,
In order to trip head on to the rock bottom of the obdurate ground; one must first try to dexterously clamber up the escalating and rickety staircase,
In order to go perpetually blind; one must first try to enjoy the spell binding and mesmerizing prowess of handsome sight,
In order to disdainfully drown to the bed of the deep and fathomless ocean; one must first try to uninhibitedly swing his arms and swim,
In order to become barbarically dumb; one must first try to eloquently speak and sing,
And in order to savagely die and brusquely relinquish breath; one must first try and lead life; move his hands and feet for existence; move his hands to blissfully survive .

THE CHAPTER OF LOVE. THE CHAPTER OF LIFE.

The same legs which I once considered supremely bohemian and useless; an incorrigible weight dragging on my body all the time,
Now proved to be my best cars transporting me at swashbuckling speeds to my destination; when the ferocious lion was chasing me; and I was stranded disdainfully in the wilderness of the night.
The same fingers which I once considered be an insipid burden to my hands; bothering me all throughout the tenure of the acerbic day with squalid pools of sweat that dribbled painstakingly down their periphery,
Now proved like angels having descended freshly from the heavens; as they indefatigably answered the bulky sheets of examination paper; saving me the tyranny of doing murderous college all over again.
The same muscles which I once considered as ostentatious pieces of meat bulging bombastically from beneath my shirt; interfering pertinently when I tried to slip through slim space,
Now proved to be equivalent to the entire army of Herculean strength; protecting me invincibly when I was attacked by the fleet of diabolical demons.
The same stomach which I once considered to be bizarrely obese; extruding out pretentiously beyond the realms of synchronized control; being smirked by every girl who trespassed me in vicinity,
Now proved to be greater than the most qualified of doctor; as it was the sole tool which was able to make the orphan smile; when all other medicines in the world had utterly failed.
The same eyelashes which I once considered to be a gravely cumbersome bother; intractably transgressing across my immaculate vision countless times in a single day,
Now proved to be the greatest ointment existing in the Universe; as they massaged my eye with remarkable rejuvenation in the midst of the tumultuous sandstorm.
The same saliva which I once considered as horrendously cheap; incessantly circulating in my mouth; rendering it sometimes with a disgusting odor unbearable to inhale,
Now proved to be the greatest appetizer generating insurmountable pangs of hunger in my stomach; assisted me overwhelmingly to masticate my morsels of food;
gulp them down delectably with untamed relish.
The same lines on my palms which I once considered to be despicably condemning; for rendering me disastrously penurious; without even a penny in my pocket while other’s dwellings overflowed with pompous diamonds and glittering gold,
Now proved to be the greatest destiny; as I escaped without the most minuscule of scratch on my body; even as boundless others of my kind uncouthly perished in the swirl of the ear-shattering earthquake.
The same voice which I once considered to be profoundly detestable; wanted to abscond fathomless miles away as I heard the disgruntling cadence in its sound; felt like dying a tortured death every moment when I cognized the hoarseness it was impregnated with,
Now proved to be the greatest life saver; as my screams brought in the rescue workers; saved me from drowning to the bottom of the mercilessly deep ocean.
The same nails which I once considered ugly and contemptuously dirty; protruding unnecessarily from my rubicund skin; making me the object of cynical ridicule in the heart of the plush conference room,
Now proved to be the greatest weapons in fomenting me to fight with the menacing burglars; preventing them from stealing the possessions that I had sparingly managed to accumulate in all my life.
And the same heart which I once considered to be throbbing without sagacious control; palpitating incoherently in my chest without respite; acting as a perilous impediment; irately disturbing my blissful nights sleep,
Now proved to be the greatest life; beating violently after witnessing the love of its dreams; besieged by a cloud of unfathomable passion and romance; eventually discovering a new purpose to live; discovering a whole new purpose to continue the chapter of love; the chapter of life .

MY GARISHLY STRIPED HELMET

Normally I would have fallen on the ground in a bedraggled heap; as the colossal slabs of concrete tore loose and descended from the terrace of the building,
But today I escaped without a single scratch to my scalp; bounced about in robust exhilaration as the mammoth plaster viciously struck my head.
Normally I would have emitted a thunderous yelp as I was hurled on the obdurate road from my scooter;
eloping at electric speeds to the nearest hospital to receive exquisite medical treatment,
But today I patted my skull in supreme satisfaction;
inhaled in a breath of incredulous contentment as I audaciously marched forward after the entire episode.
Normally I would have seen shimmering stars in brilliant daylight; as I bumped my head inadvertently in the doorway while entering the house,
But today I was able to stare directly into the pugnacious fireball of the Sun without batting an eyelid; immediately after the ghastly anecdote unveiled.
Normally I would have taken out life from the boy; as he deliberately hit me with a sharp stone; ran after him wincing in inexplicable agony to try and wring his neck,
But today I hoisted him handsomely in my arms; fed him with a flurry of ravishingly creamy chocolates;
instantaneously after he hit me with the bulky brick.
Normally I would have shot all those mosquitoes hovering intransigently around my face; trying to irascibly infiltrate into my skin to drink my precious blood,
But today I invited them open heartedly to chivalrously grace my presence; infact asked them to invite the most remotest of their friends to come and sing near my nose.
Normally I would have been squelched to raw pulp;
cremated in my coffin even before I died; as the monstrous bus ruthlessly bulldozed its way over my innocent head,
But today I got up within fraction seconds of time after the vehicle had skidded by; commented nonchalantly about the tyres not being that heavy as they should have been.
Normally I would have been mercilessly electrocuted as streaks of white lightening struck me on my naked skull; charring me to colorless ash from head to toe,
But today I withstood the storm unflinchingly;
rampantly ran without the slightest of fear and circumspection; in the midst of sparks and vivacious electricity falling all around in violent tandem.
Normally I would have coughed incessantly; caught with severe infections and disease as I weaved through the claustrophobic streets of the crowded city,
But today I wandered a perfect double of my regular distance remaining as robust as a resplendent apple;
emitting tinkling laughter; executing the smile of my life.
Normally I wouldn’t have even got time to perform my last rites and rituals; as the Herculean boulder came hurtling down the mountains; banging brutally with my innocuous head,
But today I sat down for breakfast immediately after the appalling incident; munched through the appetizing slices of crimson radish with unprecedented relish.
And normally I would have fainted at every accident that happened; every fall that I was inevitably subjected to; visited disdainful ambulances time and again; stuffed more painkiller in my stomach than mesmerizing food,
But today I sat on the throne like an unconquerably prince; ready to take on the onslaught of the most thunderous of storm; knowing that I would be immortally safe from all sides; as I had adorned my all time darling; my rotund shaped and garishly striped HELMET .

FASTER THAN THE SPEED OF LIGHT

Every century looked so long; that in the beginning I felt it would last till more than what the Creator could ever have perceived; with the decades towering even higher than all the continents of the Universe amalgamated together,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just devoured my first morsel of food; and time had zipped past all those decades like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.

Every decade looked so long; that in the beginning I felt that it would last till more than eternity; with the years painstakingly creeping in before completely unfurling,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just got up from my last nights sleep; and time had zipped past all those years like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every year looked so long; that in the beginning I felt it would be more than the unfathomable sky in entirety; with the conglomerate of months simply refraining to whistle by,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just batted my eyelids quite inadvertently; and time had zipped past all those months like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every month looked so long; that in the beginning I felt it would be more invincible than the mighty deserts to conquer; with each fortnight stabbing me more than a million thorns coalesced together,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just finished my celestial dream; and time had zipped past all those fortnights like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every fortnight looked so long; that in the beginning I felt that it would be more boundless than the colossal ocean to swim in; with each week whizzing like an unrelenting mosquito; buzzing its discordant tunes into my intricately sensitive eardrum,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just walked a single step on this earth; and time had zipped past all those weeks; faster than the speed of light.
Every week looked so long; that in the beginning I felt that it would be more Herculean than the summit of Everest to conquer; with the coalition of half a dozen days battering me disdainfully to the ground,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just brushed my curly moustache; and time had zipped past all those days like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every day looked so long; that in the beginning I felt that it would be more tenacious than the fiery body of Sun to stare at; with the marathon hours poking me like sizzling roads of steel all over my body,
But believe me; not it seemed that I had just opened my mouth a trifle; and time had zipped past all those hours like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every hour looked so long; that in the beginning I felt it would be more acrimonious than the blanket of vicious thorns to tread on; with the persevering minutes engendering unprecedented amounts of sweat to ooze from my arms,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had just drawn a thin line on the slippery sand; and time had zipped past all those minutes like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every minute looked so long; that in the beginning I felt it would be more treacherous than the haunted corpse loitering in the graveyard; the seconds languidly inching towards the remotely distant finishing point,
But believe me; now it seemed that I had hardly completed my spurious yawn; and time had zipped past all those seconds like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light.
Every second looked so long; that in the beginning I felt it would be more cumbersome than counting the entire battalion of stars embedded in the resplendent cosmos; with the irate tick-tick of the clock getting deafeningly loud to bear as each instant assiduously revolved by,
But believe me; now when I was 90 years of age about to relinquish life forever; it seemed that I has just inhaled in a single draught of racy breath; and time had zipped past all those moments when I was seductively beautiful and young; like a flying tornado; faster than the speed of light .

FOUND MY OWN CORPSE

Above the soil the cars appeared to be like royal emperors; traversing majestically on the silken coat of long road,
While beneath the soil the same cars seemed to be squalidly coated with mud; painstakingly labored to trudge merrily forward.
Above the soil the matchsticks appeared to be burning in passionate fire; profoundly illuminating the darkness of the wretched night,
While beneath the soil the same matchsticks seemed to be gasping for breath; relinquishing their boisterous flames in wholesome entirety.
Above the soil the conglomerate of clouds appeared to be a silken carpet; inundating barren kilometers of mud on earth with robust sheets of sparkling water,
While beneath the soil the same clouds seemed to be dingy little bellows of obnoxious gas; brutally entrapped and blended with dark chunks of purple earth.
Above the soil the crops in the farm appeared to be salubrious and ingratiatingly fresh; swaying delectably with every draught of amicable wind,
While beneath the soil the same crops seemed to be completely corroded; squelched to barbaric roots hanging flimsily under the ground.
Above the soil the bucket of milk appeared frosty and supremely scintillating; inevitably enticing cats from the midst of their celestial sleep to gather around in unison and sip,
While beneath the soil the same milk seemed horrendously dirty; perseveringly inching its way downwards towards the deep belly.
Above the soil the eggs hatched into scores of immaculate fledglings; harmoniously puncturing the atmosphere with their lovely rambunctious sounds and noises,
While beneath the soil the same eggs got overwhelmingly burdened with bulky mud; strangulated miserably to even spread their legs.
Above the soil the cluster of hideous snakes enjoyed unparalleled privilege in hunting for their succulent prey; easily sighting it in austerely brilliant rays of sunlight,
While beneath the soil the same snakes slithered in gloomy mysticism; having only to content with dead worms and a festoon of inconspicuous bodied ant.
Above the soil the pages of the book seemed a treat to read and intricately decipher; with the battalion of words prudently embossed inside capturing the true essence of life under silvery rays of moonlight,
While beneath the soil the same book became simply inaudible to read; and the termites attacked it pathetically from all sides of its hard bound periphery.
Above the soil the fleet of butterflies danced and frolicked euphorically generating ebullient draughts of fresh air; hardly sat for a minute besieged by the ardor of their activity,
While beneath the soil the same butterflies lost their petite wings; had monstrous difficulty to even open their eyes.
And above the soil I lived in blissful tandem with the Universe; wandering and exploring; conquering and relishing; romancing and procreating,
While beneath the soil the same me; found my place to rest for centuries unprecedented; as a matter of fact; found my own corpse.

BALANCE

The eagle soaring handsomely in the air; balanced itself adroitly on its pair of long wings,
The car traversing like a bullet on the satiny carpet of land; balanced itself beautifully on its armory of splendidly inflated tyres,
The colossal building standing on obdurate soil;
balanced itself with nonchalant ease on its tremendously fortified foundations,
The cockroach transgressing mournfully towards the sordid lavatory seat; balanced itself with precision degrees of control on its fleet of multiple legs,
The gigantic tree looming large in the bountiful fields; balanced itself amazingly on its jugglery of slender branches; its entwined ensemble of juicy roots,
The boundless pages of the medieval history book;
balanced themselves dexterously on the flimsily serrated thread in the absolute center,
The voluptuously rosy tongue; balanced itself marvelously between the two intricate chambers of mouth,
The impeccably flawless shirt; balanced itself gorgeously on its entire festoon of rotund buttons;
its dual pair of languidly suspended sleeves,
The ingeniously crafted tiny brain; balanced itself tranquilly between two synchronized hemispheres,
The sizzling cup of heavenly flavored tea; balanced itself divinely between the edges and the compact bottom of the kingly ivory cup,
The celestial waterfall culminating into an superlatively alluring spray after smashing against the rocks; balanced itself animatedly between the gargantuan cliffs of the indefatigably towering mountain,
The corrugated carpet of road; balanced itself meticulously between a dispersed fraternity of vehicles; ranging from as varied as flamboyantly whirring cars to the impoverished and diminutively squeaky bicycle,
The wooden body of big boat; balanced itself delectably between its pair of gawky oars and the tumultuous fury of the rustic sea,
The perennial coat of absolute darkness; balanced itself magnificently between the brilliantly illuminated day and the shimmering wall of resplendent twilight,
The stubbornly protruding nose; balanced itself in splendid unison between both the island’s of rubicund cheek and the merrily dangling earlobes,
The sacrosanct demeanor o the glistening bell;
skillfully balanced itself between the holy interiors of the temple and the air circulating placidly outside,
The countless lines sprawled on the sweaty persona of palm; stupendously balanced themselves between the long knotted fingers and the sturdily sculptured wrist,
The dog inundated with fathomless fur on its skin;
balanced its intransigently curved tail between its abraded claws and angled legs,
Every human trespassing on the trajectory of this planet; balanced himself magnificently on his two feet and strong arms,
And every life spawned in this Universe by the Creator; sagaciously balanced itself between its share of enchantingly good and diabolically bad .

BEAUTIFUL DWELLING

For me it was a retreat where I could shout uninhibitedly; without caring a damn about the pretentious society,
For me it was a castle in which I could parade with or without my bombastic fabric; wear the most shriveled and bedraggled attire of my very own choice,
For me it was a tunnel in which I could swim and frolic; applying tons of slippery mud and wild grass on my supple body,
For me it was a hut in which I could dream unrelentingly all day and night; without the slightest barricade or disturbance from the horrendously conventional world,
For me it was an invincible fortress which sequestered my scalp from brilliant sunshine in the day; warded off the tiniest of evil in the perilously shivering night,
For me it was a delectably placid heaven; where I could dance in unprecedented jubilation anytime,
For me it was a sky of mesmerizing fantasy; where I could conceive the most bizarre and wildest of things;
and yet find a right to stay blissfully alive,
For me it was an ocean of fathomless enchantment;
where I could stay in complete oblivion from the planet; and yet admire it from my colossal balcony,
For me it was a warehouse of appetizing food; a ravishing enclosure to appease my gluttony several times in a single day; and that too masticating the meal of my choice,
For me it was a golden mattress embodied with flocculent buds of raw cotton; where I could walk in my most natural state; without adhering to the stringent norms of gaudy fashion and pompous clothing,
For me it was a voluptuously blossoming garden; where I could leisurely stroll at any stage of the acrimonious day; inundate its interiors with the most wacky perfume of my choice,
For me it was a rainbow of vivacious colors; where I could entertain myself to the fullest; nostalgically reminisce in the glory of my innocuous childhood;
without a soul to interrupt me,
For me it was an asylum where I could behave like an insane lunatic; let the diabolical part of me fulminate to its most overwhelming capacity,
For me it was a laboratory to carry on my ingenious experiments; keep evolving millions of lines of poetry without actually getting in the way of the intransigently unsparing critics,
For me it was an inevitably precious jewel; which incredulously augmented my existing charm; making me the darling of my sacrosanct wife,
For me it was a sprawling playground scattered with umpteenth number of alluring toys; a place where I could talk to my children with the supreme freedom of a crown prince,
For me it was a divinely temple; wherein I vehemently revered and kept the idol of my God; prayed to it incessantly every morning; before I eventually departed for interacting with the disdainful world,
For me it was a fountain of boisterous activity; with each day bringing in loads of unsurpassable excitement and astonishing fun,
To be succinctly precise; let me instead curtail the lengthy discussion; and sign off ecstatically by just saying; that it was indeed my daintily adorable and “BEAUTIFUL DWELLING” .

EVERY DAY

In the beginning I perceived that if I consumed colossal morsels of food at a time; then I would be saving myself the bother of painstakingly masticating for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my devouring the same; that hunger pangs in my stomach began to thunderously reverberate; and in the end I inevitably compromised on scrupulously taking in my meals; every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I bathed relentlessly at a time; voraciously scrubbing my body with soap and stringent antiseptic; then I would be saving myself the bother of disdainfully taking a bath in cold water in every shivering morning; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my washing my persona; that there crept an uncanny feeling in my brain of being disheveled and dirty; and in the end I inevitably compromised on meticulously taking bath;
every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I walked indefatigably flexing the muscles of my leg; then I would be saving myself the bother of keeping even a foot on the earth; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of running inexorably on the ground; that my legs pertinently ached to boisterously jog; and in the end I inevitably compromised on robustly walking; every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I guzzled a complete well replete with sparkling water at a time;
then I would be saving myself the bother of incessantly taking the pain of sipping liquid down my throat; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my gulping down the Natural elixir; that my parched mouth pathetically cried for more solvent; and in the end I inevitably compromised on drinking water several times; every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I laughed in deafening guffaws all night; then I would be saving myself the bother of tenaciously stretching the muscles of my cheek; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my uninhibitedly spreading my teeth; that my stomach propelled me to giggle again; and in the end I inevitably compromised on fabulously smiling several times; every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I studied tirelessly; read every piece of literature that lay scattered in vicinity at a time; then I would be saving myself the bother of straining my eyes on intricate writing; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my finishing the bulky textbooks; that there arose an inscrutable curiosity in my visage of knowing what was the speed of white light; and in the end I inevitably compromised on diligently reading and imbibing; every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I wept hysterically; passionately beating my chest with my tightly curled fists at a time; then I would be saving myself the bother of shedding precious tears; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my crying spuriously; that I witnessed a tragedy on the streets which compelled my eyes to glisten in astonished horror; and in the end I inevitably compromised of feeling sensitively for mankind; sharing peoples inexplicable sorrow; every day.
In the beginning I perceived that if I fantasized and loved vehemently at a time; then I would be saving myself the bother of taxing my brain for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my envisaging tantalizing romance; that there arose an insurmountable urge in my countenance to dream again;
and in the end I inevitably compromised of compassionately loving; every day.
And in the beginning I perceived that if I took in boundless breaths at a time; then I would be saving myself the bother of exerting the jacket of my soft lungs; rest in celestial peace without pressurizing my heart; for the next couple of marathon weeks,
But hardly had an hour elapsed of my exhilarating activity; that there occurred an unrelenting gasp in my ribs for more fresh air; and in the end I inevitably compromised of leading life slowly and steadily; every day .

DYING FOR THE FIRST TIME

The outlines of vivacious trees seemed to be getting blurred as the minutes unveiled; with their colossal demeanor now appearing as sandwiched matchsticks,
The atmosphere seemed to be getting colder by the instant; although the air surrounding me was at the astronomical peak of sweltering summer,
The cars transgressing in vicinity seemed to be an obfuscated whiz; as if blotches of soft cotton sped forward at thunderous velocities,
The deafening roar of the panther; seemed to be like an inconspicuous squeak; although the beast kept incessantly parading round my persona,
The fingers of my palm felt like squelched jelly;
collapsing with a thud on the ground; no matter how intractably I tried to hold them up,
The color of the flamboyantly pugnacious Sun; seemed like a pallid white mushroom lying scattered in oblivion on the ground,
The boundlessly towering mountain ranges in the surrounding; seemed like a weak stone lying nimbly beside my palm,
The ingratiatingly appetizing morsels of food and ravishing water lying before my feet; seemed to be completely bland; like a wriggling worm engulfed with slime,
The artists spell binding painting embodied on scintillating white canvas; seemed like a lame duck floating without a single droplet of water,
The mammoth barrel of heavenly crimson whisky; seemed to be like a diminutive mosquito irascibly bothering me in my ears,
The impeccable white shirt which the farmer was wearing; seemed to be profusely entrenched with diabolically ghastly blood,
The timidly placid waves of the ocean; seemed as if they were satanically caressing the pearly moon,
The infinitesimal bodied ants crawling on the marshy ground; seemed like ghoulishly colossal monsters;
making a dash towards my neck,
The glittering heap of accolades that I had won all throughout the tenure of my life; seemed like a baseless piece of stinking shit,
The toes sewn to my indigenously bohemian feet; felt as heavy as a sac full of stones; intransigently protested to move an inch,
The beats of my violently palpitating heart; seemed to be reducing drastically by the unfurling moment; a stupendously ghastly pale now enveloped my other rubicund chin,
The nostalgic memories of my innocuous childhood; the people whom I most ardently revered all along my life;
now deluged my brain with ethereally fleeting images,
The silken cocoon of clouds hovering in the austerely empty sky; seemed to be at whisker lengths from my nose,
Everything around me appeared hazily obliterated; the most celestial of things seemed to be disastrously plagued; the most passionate of my memories seemed to be mixing with threadbare mud,
And my breath was just on the verge of relinquishing me forever to blend with the Almighty awaiting my arrival in Heaven; as I take this dismal opportunity to pen down some of my horrendous experiences; before finally dying; before dying for the first time in my life .

HALF A VICTORY

It nimbly swished its tail; as the blaring horns of boundless trapped vehicles; deluged the membranes of its intricate ear,
It incorrigibly refrained to listen; payed a wholesomely deaf ear; as hordes of people hooted in thunderous cacophony all around,
It nonchalantly exonerated all appeals by pedestrians to clear the way; displayed its disgusting disapproval by a feeble flap of its earlobe,
It stood in solitary silence in the midst of the boisterous activity; preferred to gently lick its innocuous calf; rather than walking a step forward;
making way for the armory of mammoth trucks blowing their horns to ultimate capacity,
It bloated pompously in conceited pride at the very thought of being the most talked about; invited tiny toddlers to adorn its back; even as their parents admonished them stringently of not doing so,
It merrily lapped at water in an obsolete monsoon pond on the pavement; as countless number of dreary passengers blurted a volley of abuse; utterly famished and miserably trapped in their claustrophobic jeeps,
It blissfully erupted into slimy cakes of cowdung;
celestially defecating its morning meal; as several denizens on the street coughed and abysmally stuttered towards inevitable smoke and suffocation,
It stupendously relished the inclement cold with its coat of impeccably white skin; while the youngsters trapped way behind in the haphazardly synchronized traffic; dreadfully envisaged the face of their angry beloved; who would terrorize their cheeks with tenacious slaps; for reaching embarrassingly late,
It fantasized for hours immemorial without fluttering an eyelid; insipidly shook its body to drive away the festoon of cheeky flies feasting on the folds of its neck; while infinite businessmen jolted right from the midst of their harmonious sleep; ordered the driver to abdicate their automobile; took to the wheel themselves and swerved violently on the tarmac to catch the evening flight in an absolute jiffy,
It playfully conversed with umpteenth others of its fraternity; whispering its tale of anguished woes;
standing like a formidably impregnable fortress; in the center of the stridently clanging traffic and frugal bits of free space,
It rubbed its nose on the ground deliberately to be sympathetic for its impoverished self; while the inept police station resonated in the throes of indefatigable shrill ringing activity; as citizens resorted to the same in a last bid to reach the abnormally long looking finishing line,
It slowly gallivanted around like an immaculately mute spectator; sniffing about fruits strewn in vicinity which it supremely cherished; while the crowds on the roads kept augmenting; reaching an unprecedented zenith as the primordial minutes unveiled themselves into marathon hours,
It took a short nap granting eternal rest to its overwhelmingly overstuffed belly; while helpless plebeians shrieked and wailed in fervently mounting frustration,
It inhaled in profusely divine long breaths; while the battalion of haplessly stranded civilians staggered hopelessly for bellows of fresh and ravishing breath,
It angrily kicked at a philanthropist trying to cajole it to shift its dwelling to a safer haven; hovered its pugnacious horns for evoking some moments of frolicking mischief; even before the man could say sorry and exit,
It intransigently remained riveted to its place;
although some clever farmers tried to lure it with a packed bundle of green grass and delectable leaf;
thereby instilled in individuals all around that patience is indeed the persevering virtue to unparalleled success,
It awoke children in their cozy dwelling from their surreal day dreams; as they gathered around its body to admire and play with its marvelously lovely tail,
And in the end; when the thunderously deplorable sounds of horns; the relentless cursing of people; the ambience inundated with rampant mayhem; was getting a trifle too much on its nerves to bear; the Cow still didn’t shift a centimeter from the heart of the road; instead curled its legs snobbishly and sat; giving the humans profoundly disturbed and distressed; their well deserved “HALF A VICTORY” .

SQUINT EYED

Some presumed that I was staring towards the sky;
while some felt that I gazed towards the gutter flowing across cold ground,
Some presumed that I was staring as straight as an arrow towards the blackboard; while some felt that I was flirting around with beautiful girls sitting by the corner,
Some presumed that I was staring towards the scarlet cherries strewn on the embellished dining table; while some felt that I was conversing merrily with my revered mother,
Some presumed that I was staring at the haystack trying to search for the inconspicuous little needle;
while some felt that I was trying to capture the bull’s attention to get stupidly gored,
Some presumed that I was staring at the fleet of birds flying high and handsome in air; while some felt that I peering down the crease of my garishly striped pant,
Some presumed that I was staring pleadingly at my Boss spuriously adorned on the golden chair; while some felt that I was capriciously looking out of the ventilator fitted a few inches beneath the square ceiling,
Some presumed that I was staring at the boisterous street inundated with normal pedestrians and swanky cars; while some felt that I was watching television;
lazily dozing in the plush drawing room,
Some presumed that I was staring at fish in the waters of the ocean; while some felt that I profoundly admired the stars shine,
Some presumed that I was staring relentlessly at my wife; while some felt that my gaze was furtively concentrated on the exotically alluring neighboring window,
Some presumed that I was staring at the mosquitoes hovering incessantly around my nose; while some felt that I was appreciating the grizzly lizard incorrigibly stuck to the middle of the ceiling,
Some presumed that I was staring at the pages of the literary textbook; while some felt that I was trying to peevishly count the number of hair on my silken scalp,
Some presumed that I was staring into the bathroom mirror for hours immemorial; while some felt that I followed every movement of the sordid cockroach on the sparkling white floor,
Some presumed that I was staring unforgivingly at the hideous monster; while some felt that I was in the midst of blissfully mesmerizing fantasy; voraciously rolling my eyeballs from side to side,
Some presumed that I was staring at the festoon of crimson roses sprouting in voluptuous tandem from the soil; while some felt that I was violently searching for my loved ones in brilliant daylight,
Some presumed that I was staring innocuously at the Judge seated on the cradle of irrefutable justice;
while some felt that I looked towards the floor in cowardly guilty submission,
Some presumed that I was staring at my watch adroitly wound across my wrist; while some felt that I looked wistfully at the clouds; anticipating thunderbolts of tantalizing rain,
Some presumed that I was staring at the statue of my God placed dead straight; while some felt that I was haphazardly searching for my way on the crowded and bustling lane,
Some presumed that I was staring at her celestially romantic doorstep; while some felt that I was gazing at the old mans forehead,
Some presumed that I was staring at the opalescent fountains fulminating at astronomical heights in the serene atmosphere; while some felt that I nodded every now and then at my vaguely obscure shadow on the ground,
And although I might be squint eyed; I was still better than most of you would ever think; as I possessed this inherently uncanny ability to completely fool whomsoever I desired; whenever I wanted; which you miserably failed to imbibe the slightest; even though you had two pairs of perfect eyes; during the course of your entire lifetime .

A BUCKET OF BREATH

A bucket of stones; to built and resurrect my gruesomely broken dwelling,
A bucket of sparkling water; to clean my unwashed body; annihilate the last iota of dirt incorrigibly adhering to remote corner of my skin,
A bucket of food; to wholesomely appease the overwhelming pangs of hunger in my famished stomach;
my volcanic desire to chew,
A bucket of flocculent cotton fluff; to impart me with compassionate warmth in the heart of frozen winter,
A bucket of intractable glue; to coalesce the shattered fragments of distorted glass in which I sighted my heavenly reflection,
A bucket of scintillating pearls; to sustain the vagaries of day to day and uncouthly monotonous life,
A bucket of feather tipped pens; to emboss and evolve infinite lines of spell binding literature,
A bucket of ominously black clouds; showering thunderbolts of tantalizing rain on the trajectory of this scorched planet,
A bucket of antiseptic detergent; to decimate those inconspicuous germs lingering round my immaculate persona,
A bucket of sizzling tea; to profusely reinvigorate and stimulate my every languidly dreary morning,
A bucket of appetizing brown chocolate; to stringently awaken the dormant dormitories of my brain,
A bucket of fortified sticks; granting me that impregnable prowess of defending myself against the most heinously hostile of enemy,
A bucket of dead and stupendously lifeless bones; to make me realize the value of harmoniously precious life,
A bucket of incomprehensibly enigmatic enigmas; to prolifically rekindle my dying imagination,
A bucket of flabby caps; to wholesomely sequester me from acerbic rays of the flaming Sun,
A bucket of looming watches; to accurately depict to me every unleashing minute of the day,
A bucket of crisp bonded paper; to facilitate me to compile a grandiloquent book harnessed with my very own blood,
A bucket of freshly extracted poignant ocean salt; to deluge my lackadaisical life with loads of seductive vibrancy,
A bucket of uncontrollable love; to flood my impoverished visage with the ecstatic fire to leap;
the turbulent urge to exist amongst a pack of savage wolves on this planet,
And a bucket of breath to inundate my jacket of fragile brown lungs with freshly reinvigorating air;
granting me the unprecedented tenacity to survive;
granting me an indomitable urge to live my complete quota of destined years .

SWEET ALARM CLOCK

I marched rambunctiously up the steps to my office;
greeted my boss before anybody else could with a profoundly amicable smile,
While he slept lazily on his cozy bed; even well past brilliant afternoon.
I got ready for the high priority business meeting;
sat in synchronized harmony beside the delegate adorned in an expensively embellished suit; with my pulse nearly racing out of my heart,
While he nimbly turned his back from one side to another; inadvertently shrugged at the flies hovering pertinently round his cheek.
I bounced boisterously on the vacant streets at the crack of glistening dawn; relentlessly admiring the Sun as it shone to its most overwhelming radiance,
While he drew the quilt even more tenaciously over his head; shielding his eyes even from the tiniest trace of white light.
I jogged fervently through the verdant lawns; with ravishing grass incessantly tickling my dreary feet;
letting infinite globules of golden perspiration dribble down my arms,
While he emanated a volley of thunderous snores;
inundating the blissful atmosphere around with his disdainfully pugnacious sound.
I dug gargantuan chunks of fresh soil with my hands as hostile rays of afternoon filtered through my hazel eyes; sowed a cluster of salubrious seed in every visible quarter of fecund land,
While he dozed like the most treacherous demon on this planet; sleeping invincibly with his bohemian feet pointing towards the garland of resplendent stars.
I executed each of my task meticulously as the clock indefatigably ticked; harmoniously carrying out all my duties of the day without the slightest of circumspection or bewilderment,
While he sucked his big thumb worse than a small baby;
with a mountain of silken pillow profusely enveloping his scalp.
I leapt in ecstatic jubilation in torrential sheets of voluptuous rain; splashing my entire persona in the freshly sparkling stream of seductive water,
While he mumbled incoherent words in his divinely reverie; refrained to budge an inch; even as a battalion of red cockroach crawled in his limp ear.
I immensely relished each shade of the day;
flamboyantly marched past the serene seaside; with the congenial evening breeze kissing fabulously across my chest,
While he didn t even know the world in which he was living; whether it was stringent morning outside or ghastly night.
I reaped the most blissful of merits in life;
optimizing each opportunity that came my way; climbing the ladders to unprecedented success and irrefutable prosperity,
While he poked his tongue out a trifle; slavered pathetically at the mouth; let the parasites around suck his morbid blood without being perturbed one bit.
And the only difference between me and him was; that I woke up with a jolted start every morning; as my sweet alarm clock whipped the last ounce of my sleep with its deafening noise,
While he was left miserably asleep and doped till well past after midnight; till when infact I had victoriously completed my full quota of days; my complete quota of enchanting nights .

THE COLOR OF MY CHEEKS

The color of my cheeks was whiter than the innocuous Moon; when I just got up from sleep with the first rays of ethereal dawn,
The color of my cheeks was more crimson than the poignant rose; when the girl of my surreal dreams;
flirtatiously glimpsed at my countenance,
The color of my cheeks was a morbid yellow; when I was enveloped by the ominous swirl of ghastly fever,
The color of my cheeks was a tangy blue; as I reached the shores after swimming voraciously for marathon hours in the vivaciously salty ocean,
The color of my cheeks was a mischievous chocolate brown; after I rhapsodically trespassed through a slippery slurry of mud; and the rain thunderously pelting down,
The color of my cheeks was a brilliantly shimmering yellow; after I stood for gigantic hours under the sweltering midday Sun,
The color of my cheeks was an incorrigible pink; as I entered my dwelling after spending countless hours sandwiched between colossal slabs of raw ice,
The color of my cheeks was a sparkling golden; after I scrubbed them voraciously with stringently pungent cakes of fat antiseptic,
The color of my cheeks was blacker than the deplorable coal mines; when I starved myself for weeks on the trot; sat in an obsolete corner sequestered wholesomely from the outside world,
The color of my cheeks was an overwhelmingly ashen grey; as I heard the news of the ship sinking; the treacherous tale of my compatriots losing their lives under cold water,
The color of my cheeks was greener than the curled grass; when I sat under the placid shade of the tree;
with its astronomically foliate branches flooding my senses with rejuvenated fervor,
The color of my cheeks was more transparent than the scintillating mirror; when I was in a mood to convey the most surreptitious of thoughts candidly,
The color of my cheeks was a fiery red; when I marched forward in volatile anger; vindictively resolving to teach my erring adversary the lesson of his life,
The color of my cheeks was more blended than a rainbow; when a battalion of girls kissed them; all embellished with myriad textures of swanky lipstick,
The color of my cheeks was a trifle hazy; as I freshly passed out through the conglomerate of puffy clouds,
The color of my cheeks was a pathetic violet; as I consumed frugal amounts of venom; to gently experience the process of extinction,
The color of my cheeks was pragmatically normal; when I intensely concentrated on my work; paid heed to nothing else but the process called practical and routine life,
The color of my cheeks was celestially heavenly; when I had just taken birth; exhaled my first breath on this mesmerizing planet,
And the color of my cheeks disappeared in entirety;
floating like an inconspicuous thread into remote oblivion; as I breathed my last; as I was buried fathomless feet in my grave after being declared dead .

BIG THUMB

When I held it dead straight and candidly in free space; people thought I was being overwhelmingly rude and cheeky,
When I sucked it passionately in my mouth; people thought I was just an innocuously overgrown child;
unfit to exist in monotonous society,
When I curled it stubbornly to form a fist; people thought I was in an invidiously wild mood to punch and fight,
When I slanted it a trifle towards the left or right;
people thought I wanted a brazen and speedy lift,
When I pressed it ardently on scintillating white paper after dipping it in sapphire pools of ink;
people thought that I was illiterate; didn t even know how to prudently sign,
When I raised it above my shoulders for incessant lengths of time; people thought that I gruesomely stranded; wanted to abscond to more blissful places than the eerie mist surrounding me,
When I folded it pathetically into boundless knots;
people thought that I was disdainfully maim;
endeavoring my best against crippled time,
When I tapped it relentlessly on the desk; people thought that I was peevishly irritated; desired to be left in immortal peace and all alone,
When I rubbed it voraciously across my armory of teeth; people thought I had dropped freshly from the rustic village; wasn t acquainted the slightest to contemporary toothbrush and stringent paste,
When I hoisted it vivaciously towards my friends in times of perilous examinations; people thought that I was wishing my comrades all the very best,
When I probed it forward to sprinkle crimson vermilion in the hair of my beloved; people thought I had tied the nuptial thread; bonded myself into the swirl of sacred marriage,
When I ominously hurled in sedate atmosphere; people thought I had intentions of breaking somebody’s nose;
waded back in petrified terror,
When I obnoxiously pointed it downwards towards black mud; people thought I was in a mood to contemptuously insult; ridicule sagacious entities to inconspicuous dust,
When I caressed it on colossal slabs of white ice;
people thought that I trying to generate tremors of inexplicable excitement in my languidly dreary persona,
When I whole heartedly offered it to kids to play;
people thought that I was extremely philanthropic; had this insatiable desire to help human kind,
When I twisted it fervently to capsize the pen; people thought that I was in an uninhibited spree to write,
When I engulfed it wholesomely with colored gloves;
people thought that I was involved in heinous crimes;
was trying to surreptitiously sequester my trail of vulnerable fingerprints,
When I feverishly bit it umpteenth number of times in the day; people thought that I was encapsulated with incomprehensible anxiety; was waiting for precarious time to rapidly unveil,
When I held it intractably against my lips; people thought I was trying to intimidate them into brutalized silence,
When I amicably waved it towards the chair; people thought that I instructing them to congenially sit and relish in fantasy,
O! My God; although it was just a short stub of fat flesh protruding from my palms; my big thumb was really something to ponder about; my big thumb was incredulously astounding .

SOMETHING THAT POURS FROM THE HEART

Poetry is something as mystical as the mountains;
shimmering majestically on the rivers in diffused beams of brilliant sunshine,
Poetry is something as astonishing as the glittering gold biscuits entrenched deep beneath earth; emanating a profound glow that blended poignantly with the atmosphere,
Poetry is something as ingratiating as the hissing serpent; deluging the morbid ambience around with overwhelming exhilaration,
Poetry is something as ravishing as the blossoming petals of rubicund rose; wafting its essence ubiquitously through all continents of this colossal Universe,
Poetry is something as grandiloquent as the incredulously embellished castle; offering an abode to anyone afflicted by inexplicable distress,
Poetry is something as vivacious as the magnificently swirling ocean; with each of its tangy waves fulminating into a blanket of pungent froth,
Poetry is something as magnanimous as the clouds;
which bless the parched soil and ground with torrential showers of mesmerizing rain,
Poetry is something as resplendent as the fathomless rainbow; dissipating into vibrant shades of magnificently animated color,
Poetry is something as exuberant as the cheekily dancing peacock; incarcerating millions in its stupendously enamoring swirl,
Poetry is something as innocuous as the new born infant; touching the hearts of even the most diabolical with irrefutable ardor,
Poetry is something as soft as voluptuously woven pure silk; exquisitely binding every religion prevalent on this planet,
Poetry is something as ingenious as the bubbling buds of mushroom; evolving into celestial sprouts of wonderful white,
Poetry is something as invincible as immortal love;
not bound by any spurious intricacy of the monotonous outside world,
Poetry is something as flamboyant as the fiery Sun;
diffusing its sweltering rays to stringently sizzle even the tiniest nook and cranny of this globe,
Poetry is something as sweet as delectable crusts of brown chocolate; arousing the most dormantly dead senses in the body, with unprecedented amounts of rejuvenated vigor,
Poetry is something as exotic as the alluring dancers nimble footsteps; that keep reverberating for times immemorial; even after she relinquished to perform,
Poetry is something as sacrosanct as the holistic cows pearly milk; paving a path of impeccable truth in whosoever who fervently witnesses it,
Poetry is something as thunderous as the cyclonic sandstorm; which swept incessantly with passionate strokes every day across the boundlessly barren deserts,
Poetry is as swarming as the rambunctious beehives;
occupied by countless bees indefatigably busy in spinning tons of golden honey,
And for me poetry is entirely independent of rhyme;
meter; structure; mending; tailoring; crisping;
written in the most incredulous forms possible;
irrespective of age; language; caste; creed or race;
O! yes poetry for me is SOMETHING THAT POURS DIRECTLY FROM THE HEART .

SMALL BOX OF MATCHSTICKS

Don t just consider them to be lifeless pieces of wood; soggy and extruding black beads of stingy coal,
Don t just consider them to be a minuscule strand of orphaned stick; lying obsolete on the streets awaiting ardently to be kicked,
Don t just consider them to be a neglected trash lying dilapidated in the dustbin; rotting in morbidly insipid gloom,
Don t just consider them to be a soiled wire coalesced in an obnoxious heap with the squalid soil; being trampled infinite times in a single day,
Don t just consider them to be an incoherent needle; a chunk of worthless shit strewn rampantly amongst the proliferating wilderness,
Don t just consider them to be a dreary speck;
emanating an incredulously ghoulish odor in the placid atmosphere,
Don t just consider them to be brutally squelched left overs of furniture; wailing miserably under the uncannily shimmering beams of moon,
Don t just consider them to be worthless beads of profusely broken thorns; burying infinite feet beneath the earth at the slightest of shoving,
Don t just consider them to be globs of savagely pulverized saw dust; having absolutely no complete entity of their own,
Don t just consider them to be coating of a dolorously decaying bone; disdainfully polluting the entire area which they infinitesimally inhabited,
Don t just consider them to be diminutive ants with a black ghastly head; staring indefatigably at each other in nervous exhilaration,
Don t just consider them to be an insipid follicle of hair; shattering into boundless fragments of dirt the instant one inadvertently caressed them,
Don t just consider them to be a lifeless skin of vegetable; waiting in overwhelming anticipation to be dumped into the farthest corner of the city gutter,
Don t just consider them to be shivering crusts of stale bread; blowing away to fathomless kilometers of distance with the tiniest draught of exuberant wind,
Don t just consider them to be a minuscule thread smaller than the key hole; possessing a life of less than even a whole minute,
Don t just consider them to be a favorite meal for the woodpecker; devouring their entire countenance in a singly gulp of its mighty beak,
Don t just consider them to be a horrendously distorted wire with no electricity; hiding themselves way beneath the mud as the sun came out sweltering from the blazing sky,
And don t just consider them to be without a meaning or value in this colossal world; selling at the most threadbare rates in the contemporary market,
For all they needed was just a tiny bellow of air; an incomprehensibly frigid rubbing against abraded stone;
and then my SMALL BOX OF MATCHSTICKS, had the prowess to char blissful territories into veritable graveyards; laugh to their hearts content; as the so called planet which had once ridiculed them; was now nothing but a ball of diabolically rising flames .

STARVED

Every writer is starved for a publisher; the indispensable channel to propagate his work ubiquitously into the entire world,
Every granule of desert sand is starved for cloudbursts of rain; those glistening globules of water to impart it with new life,
Every eye is starved for beauty; those ravishing forms of mysticism which grant unsurpassable pleasure and a glint to its exhausted persona,
Every valley is starved for an echo; that voluptuously resonating sound that clashes delectably against the gloominess of the still atmosphere,
Every scorpion is starved for a sting; those robust globs of innocuous flesh; which grace it the astronomical privilege of piercing its ominous tentacles,
Every sports car is starved for a driver; who can grip its steering wheel with insurmountable machismo; speed it at whirlwind speeds; with its nozzle handsomely permeating through majestic carpets of air,
Every dog is starved for a bone; the tantalizing slices of red meat to appease its gluttony till unprecedented limits,
Every mosquito is starved for immaculate entities; on whose impeccable flesh it could sit all day; and satanically suck blood all throughout the savage night,
Every lip is starved for a kiss; that volatile inferno of unimaginable passion it stirred at the tiniest of caress,
Every armpit is starved for sweat; that fountain of shimmering juice which made it feel all the more stupendously exotic,
Every ear is starved for the voice of the nightingale;
that ingratiating fantasy which it inevitably fomented; as it slowly drifted before blending with the senses,
Every knuckle is starved for a punch; that astounding feeling of bravado which irrefutably descended; as it pounded through loose balls of open space,
Every soul is starved for childhood; those profusely mischievous moments which divinely tickled it to rise higher above the angels,
Every barren pond is starved for the royal lotus; the magnanimously alluring odor that profoundly illuminated each second of its unfurling life,
Every telephone is starved for a melodious ring; that inexorably tinkling sound that made all around it rise with unanimous solidarity,
Every butterfly was starved for sunlight; those fiery beams of the Sun God which filtered optimistic rays of hope in its miserably cloistered existence; engendered it to dance and fly,
Every mind was starved for ravishing fantasy;
fathomlessly fabulous dreams which incessantly kept it in a state of perpetual bliss,
Every heart was starved for its beloved; the incomprehensible ardor she generated to unrelentingly accelerate its each beat,
And every life was starved for love; that immortal affinity it solely desired since the time it took its first breath; the very reason it was still breathing and alive .

MOUSE TRAP

I waited ardently all night and day to imprison your tiny grace; enticing you with my balls of tangy cheese,
I inhabited the most illuminated corner of the room;
so that you could sight me in profound traces of white light,
I greedily glimpsed the minuscule of your intricate movement; fervently following your diminutive silhouette like a panther on the prowl,
I surreptitiously envisaged countless strategies to torment you; inevitably opening my lid a trifle in insurmountable agony,
I incessantly relished the bouncy pairs of springs in my body; the soft chunks of sponge sprawled in haphazard disharmony in my gleaming cage,
I had this sole ambition to trap you in my present life; with my mind indefatigably revolving round the contours of your pertinent body,
I was partly impaired from crystalline vision;
witnessed the outside world as an partially obfuscated haze through my myriad of bars and rods,
I was procurable at threadbare rates from the market;
with people generally wading their hands as far from me; as consummately possible,
I shivered in the freezing cold every night; while my master had a smashing time sandwiched handsomely under the gorgeously woven exquisite quilt,
I was wholesomely illiterate since infantile birth;
the only name that I ruthlessly chanted each second was yours; impatiently awaiting to savagely besiege you,
I had remained starved since fathomless decades;
feasting on only bottomless perceptions of rubicund flesh,
I got barbarically kicked infinite times in a single day; with people washing their feet soon after with the strongest of medicinal herb; instead of depicting traces of poignant empathy,

I didn t need a single penny for survival; bore the brunt of drought and flood with overwhelming equanimity on my rusty body,
I hardly knew what day of the month it was; with a battalion of red ant and irascible termites crawling freely on my slippery hinges,
I had a disdainfully obnoxious stench emanating from my soiled demeanor; was repugnant to whomsoever who had his eyes on my dilapidated condition,
I stood just a few inches above the ground; always feeling overpowered by all entities who trespassed heavily through the cold ground,
I harbored dirt and fetid filth all throughout my existence; wistfully hoping for you to stealthily pass by my side,
And I might just appear to be an empty container of junky iron; rotting in the realms of unprecedented agony and solitary gloom,
But mind you “Mouse”; I the “Mouse Trap” have always wanted to gobble you all my life; and once you were in my custody you little scoundrel; try as hard as you can; let even the sky come down on earth; But this time I wont let you out .

POURED

The conglomerate of sinister black clouds in the cosmos; poured cloudbursts of torrential rain,
The blazing body of flamboyantly ferocious Sun; poured a garland of profoundly enchanting and fulminating light,
The voluptuously crested nightingale seated on the fir tree; poured a stream of seductively melodious sounds,
The lanky candlestick sizzling in an inferno of handsomely dancing flames; poured an unrelenting river of delectably pearly wax,
The Moon tantalizingly impregnated amidst the quilt of resplendent stars; poured an ocean of uninhibited and milky white beams,
The island of alluringly scarlet roses; poured a valley of stupendously wonderful and exotic redolence,
The oyster held up high in the sky; poured an incredulously enticing volley of immaculately captivating pearls,
The mind at absolute bliss; poured an unfathomable terrain of emphatically varied and enigmatically tingling fantasy,
The fountain pen inundated with sapphire pools of poignant ink; poured a royal lake of majestically embellished and passionate words,
The cat perched agitatedly on the spiky fence; poured an innocuous string of yelps and effusive “Meows”,
The gigantic tree standing domineeringly on the isolated hill; poured a cavalcade of rhapsodic berries and bountiful fruits,
The mouth at divinely harmony; poured a tunnel of mesmerizing sound and fabulously fascinating rhyme,
The eye encapsulated by astronomically escalating jubilation; poured a rainbow of ebulliently glistening tears,
The body inevitably imprisoned by a whirlpool of tumultuously fiery romance; poured a waterfall of overwhelmingly volatile sweat,
The scores of Mother cow’s marching placidly through the meadows; poured painstakingly a lake of impeccably frosty and celestial milk,
The wedding album lying obsolete for decades on the profusely dusty shelf; poured a tale of nostalgically animated fantasy which permeated through the inner most compartments of my soul,
The wildly philandering panther; poured a tale of thunderously deafening roar; petrifying even the most minuscule of organism in vicinity till the last bone down their spine,
The nose drowned in unprecedentedly obsessive compassion; poured a dungeon of piquantly pepped up and moist air,
And the heart ever since the time it had started to throb; ever since the time it had first palpitated to commence beautiful life; poured only immortal love;
would continue to do so intensifying with each beat;
even after the world comes to an abrupt end .

WALKING STICK

He held me solidly in his egalitarian palms; sometimes making me almost strangulate for mouthfuls of inevitable breath,
He caressed me every now and then on the cold ground;
let beads of his passionate sweat dribble down my persona with nonchalant ease,
He raised me in exuberance towards the glittering blanket of stars; incessantly narrating mystical tales of this Universe to the flurry of innocuous children,
He dug inconspicuous holes with my mouth trudging soft soil; embossing intriguing shapes in the mud to amuse the dormant compartments of his weary mind,
He danced with tears of euphoria pouring down his cheeks; waving me in placid sheets of air; as he nostalgically reminisced the days when he was a cheeky child,
He banged me boundless number of times in ghastly darkness; endeavoring his best to gain an upper hand over the diabolically satanic night,
He flamboyantly marched clutching me with authority to his wrinkled fingers; attending to the battalion of alien delegates with astronomically stoical ease and inherent charm,
He polished me ardently with the most stupendous quality of wax; painted me in a festoon of vivaciously gaudy color to match his every dress,
He starved me to unprecedented limits; with the only meal that I saliently cherished being the compassionate bellow of warmth imparted by his magical hands,
He swung me violently in all directions when attacked;
defending his divinely countenance with the formidable tenacity in my body,
He fidgeted indefatigably with my nose; cuddling and scratching me rampantly when confronted with disdainful bouts of perpetual boredom,
He kept me bereft of the tiniest of cloth; left me shivering with the austere winds slapping me ruthlessly at all quarters; as he silently snored in his afternoon nap,
He occasionally placed me over his colossal ocean of personal belongings; which had taken an entire lifetime for him to perseveringly amass,
He inverted my body every now and again; mischievously smiling with his lips outstretched; as I insatiably cried to once again come back up,
He sometimes inadvertently forgot to carry me; but soon realized my overwhelming importance; as fate made him stumble down on every unveiling step,
He carried me on his head time and again to replicate a circus clown; propel all in vicinity to thunderously laugh till they fell in dreary exhaustion,
He many a moment called me by the names he adored;
kissing me gently on my nape as people around him had long gone,
He grasped me the first thing as he awoke at the crack of ethereal dawn; even before he advanced on his journey to the rustic lavatory,
My master was a complete hundred years of age; and for him I wasn t just a mere WALKING STICK; but a thing he kept close to his dwindling chest all day and night;
an object he considered the most cherished to his everlastingly youthful heart; a sword that would protect him from the uncouth world; just as he was about to utter his last shout .

ACCEPT ME

Accept me for my candid perceptions; the heart that still palpitated more passionately in my chest than the most tumultuous of thunderstorm,
Accept me for my diminutive stature; the unflinching ability with which I could still face the most threatening of disaster,
Accept me for my incongruously bearded cheeks; the crispness in my voice that still had the power to pacify hordes of; overwhelmingly agitated masses,
Accept me for my flurry of profusely lazy habits; the alacrity with which my mind still functioned after midnight,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be .

Accept me for my ugly contoured face; the exorbitant charisma that still flowed uninhibitedly in each of my tear drop,
Accept me for my insurmountably penurious disposition;
the richness that still circumvented my conscience which was greater than any living being on this earth,
Accept me for my disastrously broken leg; the Herculean power that still encapsulated my palms; with which I could take on the mantle of this entire Universe,
Accept me for my disdainfully deafening snoring; the unsurpassable compassion I still generated by indefatigably fantasizing about you all throughout the night,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be .

Accept me for my pathetically fading vision; the unfathomable sense or perception that still reigned supreme; triggering me to see even better than those having complete sight,
Accept me for my inherent virtue of speaking the irrefutable truth; the incomprehensible tenacity I still possessed to face the aftermath of violent death,
Accept me for my unrelenting faith in God; the religion of humanity I still propagated in each continent and free space sprawled over this earth,
Accept me for not bathing scrupulously at the unveiling of ethereal dawn; the holistic purity that still enveloped my mind; body and soul; to make the world a paradise to live,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be .

Accept me for utterly outlandish set of ideals I stringently adhered too; the virtue of benevolence which still reigned stupendously supreme in my animate countenance,
Accept me for defying the conventionally monotonous society; the twin meals of bread and butter I still earned; in order to blissfully suffice me and my adorable family,
Accept me for choosing the road which was the darkest and the most obsolete; the optimistic beams of hope I still conjured; as I emerged out victorious from the tunnel of despair,
Accept me for staring relentlessly towards the carpet of blue sky; the resplendent festoon of stars that I still got on earth; to majestically illuminate its every enchanting night,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be .

REALIZATION

Concentration gives you the power to dynamically leap forward; solve the most inexplicable enigma of monotonous life,
Frustration renders you with an utter helplessness;
which you find difficult to shrug off despite the most Herculean of your attempts to fight against time,
Sedation makes you blissfully sleep and insurmountably fantasize; making you overwhelmingly oblivious to the most stringent of your surroundings; the instant you awoke,
Imagination gives you the stupendous virtue to be prudent; perceive the most hideously evil situation;
well ahead of the unfurling decade,
Innovation bestows you with a sense of wholehearted accomplishment; an insatiable urge to exist with waves of ingenious imagery perpetually perpetrating your persona,
Fascination gives you the prowess to feel incomprehensibly celestial; amuse yourself each moment to soar high and abreast with the silken cocoon of blue clouds,
Consternation leaves you open mouthed in unsurpassable disbelief; evacuating the last ounce of wind which circulated rampantly round your robust body,
Tension renders you with dolorously morbid sorrow;
ruthlessly assassinating boundless movements of your present day and fathomless minutes of every sweltering night,
Exultation engenders you to bounce euphorically towards the blazing Sun; glistening globules of sheer ecstasy dribbling rhapsodically down your cheeks,
Indentation leaves you with a flurry of ungainly scars; inconspicuously disrupts the heavenly contours of your majestic countenance,
Desperation gives you countless reasons to die; end your tranquil breath by plunging into an island of inevitably sinking sand,
Infection renders you with a lingering sickness; an obnoxiously gruesome taste in your mouth that shatters your delectable premonitions of a harmonious existence,
Inception gifts you the tenacity to conceive higher than the beyond; euphorically enjoy the sweet fruits of creation to the most unprecedented limits,
Emancipation imparts you with a saintly solitude;
along with a perennial rest to your manipulatively swirling mind,
Perspiration triggers in you an unfathomable compassion; the inexorably gratifying satisfaction to relish at the end of the valiantly hard fought day,
Expectation leaves you with unwanted anxiety; a relentless craving for witnessing the ultimate unleash right before your emphatic eyes,
Electrocution freezes you in your very roots;
satanically annihilating the minutest trace of breath encapsulating your oligarchic demeanor,
Abortion penalizes you to the most supreme degree;
slapping your visage mercilessly for exonerating God’s most precious gift to mankind,
Illumination leads you to the realms of ebulliently optimistic hope; dauntingly wading past of sea of diabolical despair; into the doorstep of a vivaciously vibrant tomorrow,
Condemnation leads to suicidal tendencies which pertinently circulate in your mind; an hopeless future which has no happy horizons at all,
Opposition renders your soul with a sense of hearty contentment; immensely fortifying faith in your own set of resilient ideals,
Deception leads you with a place nowhere to run on this boundless planet; getting brutally incarcerated in the end in your trap of irrevocable lies,
Affection grants you with supremely undeniable happiness; the desire to live for your benevolently breathing fellow beings,
And Realization makes you greater than the Divine;
granting you with the irrefutable power to metamorphose all your treacherously sinful past into a mesmerizing festoon of infinite more positive tomorrow’s .

BLOCKED NOSE

Ordinarily I would have heard the sound humming several kilometers away; with my lobes flapping lazily in temperate cocoons of air,
But today I snored thunderously expending my lungs to the most unprecedented capacity; even when a battalion of savage panthers roared menacingly into my ears.
Ordinarily I would have smelt food even when in the heart of deep sleep; insatiably drawn towards it like bolts of white lightening plummeting down from the sky,
But today I presumed it to be slabs of ghoulish stone;
infinite daggers ready to permeate my skin; as I trespassed past it with tears of exasperation flooding my eyes Ordinarily I would have forgiven hordes of pertinent children fiddling around me; entirely overlooking their flurry of innocuously mischievous gestures; as they naughtily plucked my hair,
But today I ran with a broomstick in my hands; shooing them away to the most fathomless limits as they cast the most evanescent of shadow into my sacred territory Ordinarily I would have waited for times immemorial to hear the voice of the nightingale; blissfully inhaling mountainfulls of mesmerizing air into the voluptuous jacket of my lungs,
But today I beat my fists left; right and center;
almost fractured my palms into countless pieces;
waiting in frantic desperation for the bird to arrive Ordinarily I would have drifted into a land of insurmountably tantalizing fantasy as I philandered freely in a garden of seductive roses; nimbly caressing the ravishing festoon of crimson petals,
But today I ruthlessly ripped the shrub from its tiniest of root; stashed it uncouthly into the realms of the dilapidated dustbin; for making me deafeningly sneeze Ordinarily I would have profoundly engrossed myself into the beauty of the brilliantly dazzling Sun;
relentlessly admiring the infinite myriad of its sweltering beams; which magnificently sizzled the gloomy planet,
But today I ran maniacally into the cloistered room;
miserably shoved my head under the flimsy blanket;
encapsulated my entire caricature with straw; from the most inconspicuous rays of the outside world Ordinarily I would have taken inexorably meticulous care in sorting out the coat of grey; scattered frugally on the trajectory of my leaning scalp,
But today I made myself gruesomely bald; tearing apart the exotic follicles in a single stretch like an insane lunatic; slithering in the corridors of hopeless captivity Ordinarily I would have obediently followed each of my boss’s commands; stooping humbly in front of his domineering demeanor; enticing him in giving me a robust increment,
But today I kicked him satanically in his backside for not catering to my needs; hurtled the colossal sheaf of papers right into the white’s of his eye; along with the stale cup of coffee he stingily fed me for refreshment Ordinarily I would have desired that life continued till times unsurpassable; with each minute unveiling into blissful shades of tranquilly placid existence,
But today I wanted to sky rocket to my last day of survival; completely disappear for eternity into traces of cold air; rather than blowing my nose raw;
expelling a slurry of alien matter in astronomical tons by the unfurling second; bearing inevitably with the tyranny of a BLOCKED NOSE .

NO BRAKES ON LOVE

Put brakes on the sky; if it rains indefatigably;
inundating innocent patches of land with ominous waves of flood water,
Put brakes on the volcano; if it fulminates incessantly out of the earth’s belly; gruesomely charring every visible entity in vicinity to inconspicuous bits of ash,
Put brakes on the car; if it escalates beyond the point of no control; ricochets uncontrollably towards the precariously poised and hideously gleaming mountain rail,
Put brakes on the couple; if they indiscriminately break laws of nature by delivering a boundless battalion of children; invidiously harbor the treacherous virtues of poverty and despicable unemployment,
Put brakes on the ominously swirling whirlpool; if it becomes lethal for survival; insidiously gobbling innocuous children of God; in its vindictive rage,
Put brakes on the heat; if it mercilessly scorches blissful territories of green grass; torments impeccable traces of life for droplets of indispensable water,
Put brakes on the mind; if it proves self destructive;
heinously strangulates the divinely melody of existence with its myriad of abysmally baseless forms,
Put brakes on the mouth; if it starts to blabber incoherent cacophony; wails for spurious sympathy;
when infact the world was rapidly fading outside,
Put brakes on the lion; if it metamorphoses into a man-eater; relentlessly planning to assassinate blessed civilization; in the barbaric fury of its satanically glaring jaws,
Put brakes on the ocean of lies; if it starts to become an overwhelming pain in the conscience; proves as a deplorable barricade in every aspect of life,
Put brakes on the tears; if they kept oozing tirelessly all night; with the mind about to shatter and wholesomely decimate in hysterical agony,
Put brakes on laughter; if it augments infectiously by the unleashing second; portrays a diabolically wretched sight; as someone was being cremated to the grave,
Put brakes on the fingers; if they rise for achieving savage things in life; show an unprecedented obsession to grab God’s molecules by the throat,
Put brakes on the superfluous repertoire of rituals;
if they start to prove as an acrimonious thorn in the path of unfathomably ardent passion,
Put brakes on the diminutively obnoxious mosquito; if it tries to suck heavenly streams of scarlet blood;
hovers menacingly around the eardrum; in order to placate its parasitic gluttony,
Put brakes on the criminals; if their appallingly wicked ideas make life hell for; true masses of philanthropically benevolent mankind,
Put brakes on the alarm clock; if it blew its cacophonic sounds beyond the ceiling; awoke man from the dormitories of enchanting fantasy and blissful sleep,
Put brakes on the devastating earthquake; if it engendered colossal buildings to crumble like a box of matchsticks; indiscriminately pulverizing a township of robust humans into threadbare strands of bone and raw brutal pulp,
Put brakes on breath; if Man started to feel that he was an entity greater than Omnipresent God; started to deliberately violate the universal religion of humanity,
But it is my humble plea to you O! Almighty Lord; to refrain from putting brakes on love; for although I might be oblivious to infinite things on this unsurpassable planet; but I do know that its immortally sacrosanct essence was the only thing that existed in your land; had lived since centuries unprecedented in your mesmerizing paradise called sky .

SIMPLY THE BEST

Overwhelmingly simplistic; yet the most priceless in the entire Universe,
Insurmountably humble; yet the most prolifically talked about from every mouth,
Harmlessly diminutive; yet the most passionately fulminating towards vivacious bits of blue sky,
Imprisoned in perpetual darkness; yet more flamboyantly blistering than the dazzling body of Sun,
Enveloped by an ocean of blood; yet instilling compassionate traces of life in whomsoever it encountered,
Bereft of any fragrance; yet propagating its stupendously sacrosanct scent ubiquitously throughout the planet,
Rising and falling placidly like the Moon; yet able to capture every tangible entity in the tumultuous agony of its volcanic swirl,
Not possessed by any fraternity of shape; yet worshipped as the most invincible fortress since centuries immemorial,
Wholesomely devoid of the most minuscule of embellishment; yet the most cherishable ornament of every individual since the first cry of fresh life,
Irrefutably riveted to a singleton place all its life;
yet finding an immortally dominant place in every cranny of cosmotic space,
Incomprehensibly without the most tiniest coating of currency coin; yet saluted as the richest of all on the trajectory of this boundless globe,
Philanthropically feather tipped; yet inexorably deluged with an unsurpassable myriad of emotions that lingered in every corner of this planet,
Completely mute and without the most infinitesimal of voice; yet able to pacify the anguished apprehensions of countless beings with an unbelievably astounding calm,
Working indefatigably all day and night; yet fantasizing to the most unprecedented limits with the uncannily innocuous prowess of a mischievously bouncing infant,
Residing in an ocean of stark blackness; yet illuminating the lives of those in inexplicable despair; with optimistic beams of golden light,
Bestowed upon with an abysmally tiny height; yet triggering off dreams beyond fathomless horizons of the sky,
Comprising of just five alphabets; yet encompassing every word in this world in its profusely ardent repertoire,
And throbbing incessantly in times of love; distress;
betrayal and obsolete doom; perpetually spreading the melody of its poignant intensity even after veritable death; the human heart is SIMPLY THE BEST .

BENEATH YOUR HEART

Beneath your complexion which appeared blacker than the sootiest of coal; there lay an ocean of impeccable whiteness and exotic calm,
Beneath your lips which looked disastrously cracked at their lackadaisical contours; there lay mesmerizing fountains of luscious exuberance,
Beneath your eyes which appeared perpetually blind;
lay encapsulated the astounding beauty of this colossal Universe; with its myriad of forms tantalizing me every unfurling second,
Beneath your hands which looked overwhelmingly indigenous and rustic; there lay the sacrosanct essence of heart rendering sacrifice,
Beneath your forehead which appeared to be more blunt than bedraggled stone; there lay a mountain of invincible ideas; which kept swirling towards cosmotic space as the moments unveiled,
Beneath your hair which looked like a gruesomely dead cat’s tail; there lay an everlasting tunnel of voluptuous mysticism; a ravishing path on which none had tread,
Beneath your cheeks which appeared like savagely squashed tomato curry; there lay incarcerated the boisterous enchantment of an innocuously new born child,
Beneath your skin which looked like buried boundless feet under the grave; there lay fathomless rainbows from the azure sky; enlightening me profusely on each bit of mud I holistically caressed,
Beneath your armpits which appeared pathetically deluged with obnoxious ponds of sour sweat; there lay embedded the most stupendously fragrant scent on this planet; tickling me beyond the realms of unfathomable fascination,
Beneath your ears which looked more bitten than the satanically ripped shirt; there lay infinite sounds lingering profoundly in this vast world; melodiously enveloping my dreary soul,
Beneath your bones which appeared to be protruding lifelessly into the atmosphere; there lay the indomitable march towards triumph; the ardor to survive in the most treacherously insidious times,
Beneath your tears which looked like a colorlessly horrendous dustbin sprawled in territories of utter dilapidation; there lay a poignantly effusive string of emotions; which wholesomely metamorphosed even the murderously ruthless into divine angels,
Beneath your conscience which appeared like an inconspicuous mosquito hovering without a purpose of its own; there lay the most irrefutably pious ideals worshipped since decades,
Beneath your palm lines which looked perilously wrecked; there lay the most fabulously alluring destiny that one could ever have seen; an unsurpassable treasury of wealth impossible for ordinary humans to perceive,
Beneath your shadow which appeared infinitesimally timid and obscure; there lay an island of insurmountably enamoring mysticism; on which traversed every enigmatic organism of this Universe,
Beneath your fists which looked incomprehensibly fragile and dainty; there lay embodied Herculean spurts of stamina; an insatiable will to take the mantle of the entire planet,
Beneath your signature which appeared disastrously incoherent; there lay the stamp of the entire globe;
the astronomically fortified impression which every entity made during due course of flamboyantly passionate existence,
Beneath your soles which looked profusely cracked like a miserably shattered egg; there lay the footprints of benevolent humanity; a conglomerate of silken roads which led to the most perfect land called paradise,
Beneath your breath which appeared foul and rapidly fading as time unleashed; there lay the miraculously magical prowess of bestowing new life; to countless slithering on their death bed,
And beneath your heart which looked uncouthly tough on the surface; there lay an unprecedented reservoir of perpetual love; which spread its celestial essence not only this moment; but countless more moments beyond definitions of incessantly ticking time .

THE HUMAN MIND IS UNBELIEVABLE

Delving infinite kilometers even above the satiny clouds; rhapsodically exploring blue bits of mystical atmosphere,

Dancing beneath silvery beams of moon light; with an overwhelmingly uncanny urge to probe into paths never transgressed on,

Envisaging beyond ordinary anecdotes of mundane life;
fervently wanting to sky rocket to the absolute edge of the whirling tornado,

Intriguingly cracking infinite enigmas of existence;
yet insatiably desiring to lay its hands on countless more puzzles loitering in sinister doom,

O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable;
simply refraining to cease .

Ardently desiring to slip into a fantasy which never ends; witnessing a cloudburst of mesmerizing dreams even under the most stringently sweltering rays of sunshine,

Galloping at a speed faster than that of dazzling light; chasing the shadows which lingered even in the most obsoletely dilapidated corners of free space,

Blending with an unending myriad of tunes; evolving boundless rhymes simply out of thin bits of air,

Plummeting several feet beneath raw soil;
unrelentingly searching for the remotest traces of alluring exoticism,

O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable;
simply refraining to cease .

Insurmountably functioning all day like the vivaciously ticking clock; getting more vociferous than thunderbolts of lightening leaping down from the unfathomably vast sky,

Flapping its wings into the territory which appeared to be the most treacherously unknown; feeling every inconspicuous object sprawled in vicinity,

Drawn inevitably towards the inexplicably colossal;
unrestricted in movement of any kind or form,
Slithering like an untamed reptile; unpredictably loitering in a dense forest of its vividly everlasting perceptions,

O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable;
simply refraining to cease .

Performing a dance of profusely enchanting melody every unfurling second; inquisitive about each new aspect in the game called life,

Roaring thunderously like a striped panther towards the winds of oblivion; fulminating like an uninhibited volcano when stirred at times,

Innovating relentlessly; with an inexorably longing to embark on fathomless new expeditions in the course of existence,

Imbibing whatever might be even of the most infinitesimal interest to its cells; probing indefatigably into every conceivable vista of freshly rejuvenating energy,

O! yes the body might wholesomely collapse into a bedraggled heap; but the human mind is unbelievable; simply refraining to cease .

SUCCESS WOULD FOREVER BE YOURS

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you always stay flagrantly disheartened; cursing even the most infinitesimal whiplash of wind; that brushed across your sullen cheeks ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you keep nonchalantly prattling about hedonistically lambasted misery; even in the most brilliantly majestic rays of the morning Sun ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you bizarrely ruminate about things which weren t the slightest existing; whiling away countless hours of your life without any sagacious reason or rhyme ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you shudder to attempt innovations beyond the comprehensions of the conventional society; ghoulishly incarcerating yourself into webs of insane drudgery ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you succumb to the frenetic pace of the monotonous world outside;
deliriously perceive only about the devil; about to gruesomely land in your lap ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you miserably fail time and again even in the most harmonious of your projects; pathetically stutter to rise to the absolute epitome of pristine prosperity ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you unrelentingly cry when the maelstrom strikes; shrink like an inconspicuously delinquent mosquito; into your malicious shell ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you lose your temper at the slightest of disparity in the atmosphere; vacillating like a frivolous feather in the aisles of uncertainty; for infinite more births of yours yet to unveil ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you baselessly groan at the tiniest of bruise; when the brutally scorched deserts at the same time didn t utter a word;
although they were torturously torched till eternity;
in the sweltering Sun ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you nervously cogitate for space to survive; although you the flowers of the most majestically adorable castle;
profusely kissed you at the unfurling of every dawn ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you horrendously mess up even the most rustically lucid things in enigmatic existence; although timelessly proliferating brain and brawn were unassailably on your side ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you clasp your nimble head as if a billion knives were stabbing you from all sides; whereas the planet unraveled into shades of vividly burgeoning life; in every conceivable direction outside ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you accept nondescript defeat in every ingredient that enveloped your blood; even before you could leap a single stride towards the heavens of inimitable triumph ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you dishearteningly trembled all spellbinding midnight;
just to lecherously vomit in uncontrollable exasperation all throughout the blazingly flamboyant day ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you slither aimlessly on obdurately heartless ground; even as you exerted your eyes to the most ultimate of your capacity; browsing through the definition of victory ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you fidget in the dungeons of decrepit oblivion; even as the most joyously infallible waves of freshness; insatiably wanted to embrace you from all sides ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you feel preposterously blinded; even as the Omnipotent rays of unblemished Moon; celestially perpetuated you in the impeccable whites of your eyes ?
Have you ever wondered; as to why do you haplessly asphyxiate yourself to a gory death; even as the bountifully sacrosanct mantra of life; royally cascaded from the perennially Omnipresent skies ?
Well its simply because you solely depended upon your destiny a trifle too much; eventually transforming into a mountain without a peak when even the tiniest of the astrologer s prediction and the stars bizarrely betrayed you; whereas all that the Almighty Lord had commanded you; was to altruistically keep doing benign deeds till your very last breath,
And then immortal success would forever be yours;
without the most ethereal intervention of infidel destiny; and with the invincibly fructifying blessings of his Omnipotent shine .

FOREVER AN ARTIST

Whether you placed him on the majestically regale clouds; or whether you placed him on the discordantly blaring and devastatingly dusty streets,
Whether you placed him on royal embellishments of mesmerizing ice-cream; or whether you placed him in the center of the overflowing gutter drain;
nonchalantly stinking of nothing but undigested sewage,
Whether you placed him on idols of fantastically glistening gold; or whether you placed him in the heart of the vindictively hedonistic maelstrom; where nothing but savage blood dogmatically rained,
Whether you placed him in the aisles of ardently unending desire; or whether you placed him on the deadpans of traumatically horrific despair and delinquent hopelessness,
Whether you placed him on feathers of unparalleled felicitation; or whether you placed him in a disparagingly pulverized curry of obnoxiously squandering tomatoes and lethal scorpions,
Whether you placed him on the spectacularly bewitching and princely throne; or whether you placed him on a bed of acrimoniously torturous thorns,
Whether you placed him on fathomlessly resplendent sea s of panoramic enchantment; or whether you placed him in the exact middle of the diabolically scorching fires,
Whether you placed him in the heavens of unconquerable prosperity; or whether you placed him in mortuaries of treacherously ghoulish and maiming abuse,
Whether you placed him amidst vivaciously dancing peacocks; or whether you placed him in the murderously asphyxiating coffin alive,
Whether you placed him in the cradles of impregnably unblemished innocence; or whether you placed him in disastrously miserable jailhouses of the forlornly corrupt politician,
Whether you placed him in the meadows of picturesquely panoramic divinity; or whether you placed him in the truculently acrid and perniciously sweltering desert sands,
Whether you placed him in impeccably milky cisterns of enigmatic moonlight; or whether you placed him in the disdainfully fretting pig stalk; where all he got to eat was cannibalistically lackadaisical shit,
Whether you placed him in an armor of patriotically blazing selflessness; or whether you placed him in frigidly sulking and regretfully orphaned ponds of nothingness,
Whether you placed him in the entrenchment of everlastingly fructifying sainthood; or whether you placed him in lackluster mud quagmired with cold-blooded leeches and egregious worms,
Whether you placed him on the skies of handsomely burgeoning victory; or whether you placed him in the gratuitously hideous crocodiles; emaciated mouth,
Whether you placed him in the winds of aristocratically bestowing chivalry; or whether you placed him in fecklessly slavering and tumultuously rebuked saliva,
Whether you placed him in the crystal of miraculously celestial clairvoyance; or whether you placed him between the petulantly shivering; stray dog s tail,
Whether you placed him in an unsurpassable valley of timelessly redolent roses; or whether you placed him in a grotesquely cacophonic skeleton of baselessly orphaned mosquitoes,
Whether you placed him abreast the entire wealth and love on this limitless planet; or whether you placed him on the floors where mercilessly marauded the most satanically greedy of dinosaurs,

And it really doesn t matter where you decided to place him; amidst what shape and form you decided to place his destined life; because if he was true to each beat of his euphoric heart; if he was true to his spirit of harmoniously symbiotic existence; if he was true to the message that the Lord Almighty had ordered him to tirelessly convey; he would forever remain an artist even as ghostly hell relentlessly rained down on earth; O! Yes his immortal art would never ever die .

JUST BECAUSE YOU WEREN T IN THE MOOD

Just because you weren t in the mood to have that extra shade of tan; doesn t mean that the Omnipotent Sun; wholesomely abdicated to ferociously blaze and perpetually shine,
Just because you weren t in the mood to refreshingly bathe; doesn t mean that the ebullient ocean;
wholesomely relinquished to timelessly swirl into a festoon of poignantly reinvigorating and tangy froth,
Just because you weren t in the mood to be enigmatic;
doesn t mean that the majestic forests; wholesomely stopped their exuberantly rustling leaves and enchanting winds,
Just because you weren t in the mood to mischief;
doesn t mean that the charismatic chimpanzees;
wholesomely gave up their astoundingly frivolous appetite to innocuously philander and merrily wink,
Just because you weren t in the mood to gallop;
doesn t mean that the ecstatic breeze; wholesomely abandoned its stupendously exhilarating tenacity to impregnably enlighten and desire,
Just because you weren t in the mood to blaze; doesn t mean that the patriotic soldiers; wholesomely left the warfront forever; and let the blissfully sacrosanct soil of their motherland be confiscated by cannibalistically crucifying traitors,
Just because you weren t in the mood to be titillated;
doesn t mean that the sensuously tantalizing night;
wholesomely metamorphosed into fiercely iconoclastic and unbearably scorching afternoon,
Just because you weren t in the mood to smell; doesn t mean that the vividly enamoring lotus s; wholesomely dumped their fathomlessly invincible and tirelessly blessing scent,
Just because you weren t in the mood to sight; doesn t mean that the panoramically boundless gorges and mountains; wholesomely reduced to a pulverized coffin;
of lividly insane nothingness,
Just because you weren t in the mood to pray; doesn t mean that the sky of Omnipresently symbiotic faith;
wholesomely extinguished into infinitesimally dolorous and inconsequentially feckless oblivion,
Just because you weren t in the mood to compassionately m lange; doesn t mean that the meadow of priceless humanity; wholesomely deteriorated into a egregiously stagnating gutter of maliciously vindictive prejudice,
Just because you weren t in the mood to listen;
doesn t mean that the nightingales of princely togetherness; wholesomely battered their eternally mellifluous throats; into mortuaries of despairingly crippling silence,
Just because you weren t in the mood to illuminate;
doesn t mean that the citadel of insuperably royal optimism; wholesomely crumbled to disastrously frigid ash,
Just because you weren t in the mood to frolic;
doesn t mean that the jubilantly chirping birds and butterflies; wholesomely bid a perpetual adieu; to the winds of cavorting sensuality and celestial sunshine,
Just because you weren t in the mood to innovate;
doesn t mean that the process of limitless proliferation on this gigantic Universe; wholesomely disappeared into graveyards of penuriously decrepit misery,
Just because you weren t in the mood to persevere;
doesn t mean that the ardently glistening fireball of honest sweat; wholesomely buried itself beneath skeletons of frantically dogmatic desperation,
Just because you weren t in the mood to succeed;
doesn t mean that the sword of scintillatingly righteous victory; wholesomely transformed itself into a scorpion of plaintively pallid and bawdy betrayal,
Just because you weren t in the mood to be selfless;
doesn t mean that every mother on this wonderfully iridescent planet; wholesomely converted into a penalizing sorceress; morbidly asphyxiating the nimble throat of her new born child,
Just because you weren t in the mood to live; doesn t mean that the chapters of perennially endowing and fructifying life; wholesomely became the stamp of cadaverously cowardly death,
And just because you weren t in the mood to love;
doesn t mean that the beats of an immortally blossoming relationship; wholesomely reduced to satanically devilish and flagrantly demolishing hatred .

TIME- AN UNSTOPPABLE WHIRLWIND

Whether you be the most triumphant vanguard of all civilization; or whether you be a mist of inimitably silken desire; sensuously enveloping every cranny of this beleaguered planet in cloudbursts of ardent desire,
Whether you be an indomitably towering mountain top;
or whether you be a river of perennial enchantment;
cascading down the ever-pervading Himalayas,
Whether you be a garden of celestially endowing roses;
or whether you be the sky of fathomlessly invincible truth; miraculously mitigating even the most ephemeral speck of sorrow; from the periphery of this estranged Universe,
Whether you be a timelessly resplendent star; or whether you be a boundless playground of ecstatic frolic; merrily cavorting till times beyond eternity;
behind the handsomely Sun soaked hills,
Time is an unstoppably inevitable whirlwind which simply doesn t stop for you or the greatest of your form if you re not the Lord; so utilize every second of it to the most unprecedentedly euphoric limits; or be swept like a frigidly inane matchstick in its unrelentingly inexorable swirl 1 Whether you be a cloud of exotically voluptuous titillation; or whether you be an impeccably spell binding saint; rising to the most sagaciously sacrosanct degrees of self control,
Whether you be a reindeer of unlimited prosperity; or whether you be an uninhibitedly blazing wave of indefatigably unparalleled optimism,
Whether you be a stupendously unassailable incense stick of unflinching righteousness; or whether you be an enigmatically supernatural idol; selflessly exorcising yourself from even the most infinitesimal bit of worldly desire,
Whether you be the everlastingly titillating voice of the enchanting nightingale; or whether you be an effervescently mystical kite; floating in invincibly untainted sky,
Time is an uncontrollably inevitable maelstrom which simply doesn t stop for you or the greatest of your form if you re not the Lord; so utilize every second of it to the most unbelievably ecstatic limits; or be devoured in its tirelessly unremitting wisps like the orphaned whisker of the sultry broomstick 2 Whether you be a tornado of uncanny exhilaration; or whether you be the ebulliently gyrating feathers of the peacock; under the very first drops of eternally magnificent rain,
Whether you be the uncrowned King of the entire opalescent planet; or whether you be the most venerated poet of the century; mellifluously stirring trillions of hearts with the spirit of magical brotherhood and immortal love,
Whether you be a fountain of benevolently untainted innocence; or whether you be the meadows of ubiquitously untamed mischief; unraveling into Godly childhood every unfurling instant of the gloriously Sunlit day,
Whether you be a brazenly revolutionary echo that defies all murderously decrepit convention; or whether you be an unconquerably princely panther; gleefully marauding at your very own will; through the bushy undergrowths of the ravishing forest,
Time is a tirelessly inevitable waterfall which simply doesn t stop for you or the greatest of your form if you re not the Lord; so utilize every second of it to the most propitiously sensational limits; or be buried forever and ever and ever beneath your veritable corpse; losing to its undefeatable essence even before you were born .
3 Whether you be the heavenly zephyr blissfully blowing across the panoramic landscapes; or whether you be the non-invasively surreal dewdrop amiably clinging to mother grass,
Whether you be the most eclectic entity ever born on this gigantically blessing planet; or whether you be the ultimate harbinger of all torturously bereaved and preposterously aggrieved humanity,
Whether you be that leaf on the tree which never falls; or whether you be the most opulent organism on this colossal Universe; with even the saliva oozing from your mouth being of astoundingly glittering gold,
Whether you be an apostle of timelessly impregnable peace; or whether you be an infallible chariot of unfettered success; embedding the flag of altruistically enamoring triumph on every inch of this symbiotic earth,
Time is an incredulously gushing tornado which simply doesn t stop for you or the greatest of your form if you re not the Lord; so utilize every second of it to the most insuperably royal of limits; or become just another of its haplessly prattling victim; like countless greats have already been in the past; like your raving kind .

MAJESTICALLY TANNED

I relentlessly slavered when I was gruesomely tanned;
by the rays of bizarrely decrepit and remorsefully maiming; manipulation,
I unrelentingly digressed when I was barbarically tanned; by the rays of sordidly penurious and salaciously incarcerating; lechery,
I pathetically staggered when I was invidiously tanned; by the rays of savagely forlorn and disgustingly disgruntled; politics,
I uncontrollably bled when I was flagrantly tanned; by the rays of sonorously monotonous and indiscriminately bestial; commercialism,
I unstoppably trembled when I was brutally tanned; by the rays of diabolically cold-blooded and insidiously macabre; rioting,
I traumatically wailed when I was disparagingly tanned; by the rays of bawdily unthinkable and lethally jailing; betrayal,
I disconsolately licked lackadaisical soil when I was hideously tanned; by the rays of disastrously malicious and obnoxiously iconoclastic; solitude,
I miserably tottered when I was ominously tanned; by the rays of truculently tyrannical and torturously cadaverous; stagnation,
I disdainfully shattered when I was egregiously tanned; by the rays of fecklessly indolent and preposterously vapid; unemployment,
I horrendously crumbled when I was inclemently tanned;
by the rays of unsparingly derogatory and treacherously truncating; conventionalism,
I devastatingly disappeared when I was perniciously tanned; by the rays of devilishly sinister and parsimoniously pillaging; lies,
I hopelessly immolated when I was dastardly tanned; by the rays of haplessly rancid and clandestinely slandering; fear,
I aimlessly collapsed when I was abhorrently tanned;
by the rays of raunchily desolate and licentiously unworthy; indifference,
I murderously rotted when I was uncouthly tanned; by the rays of insanely pulverizing and ghoulishly lambasting; deliriousness,
I sleazily extinguished when I was acerbically tanned;
by the rays of cataclysmically intolerable and atrociously avaricious; caste and creed,
I dichotomously dissolved when I was lasciviously tanned; by the rays of posthumously mordant and perilously cacophonic; corruption,
I tirelessly vomited when I was ignominiously tanned;
by the rays of vindictively victimizing and venomously vagabond; war,
I perpetually died when I was opprobriously tanned;
by the rays of criminally inhuman and morbidly whipping; rejection,
But I Immortalized my life as well as the lives of my comrades in disoriented despair when I was majestically tanned; by the rays of royally everlasting and Omnipotently impregnable; love .

EQUALLY INTOLERABLE

There is nothing such as small crime or big crime; for every crime that is ghastily committed; is equally pernicious and a cadaverous graveyard of insane deliriousness,
There is nothing such as small stink or big stink;
for every stink that tyrannically emanates; is equally flagrant and a corpse of grotesquely asphyxiating remorsefulness,
There is nothing such as small manipulation and big manipulation; for every manipulation that insidiously flourishes; is equally sinister and a crumbling edifice of vapidly ostracizing fecklessness,
There is nothing such as small devil and big devil;
for every devil that cold-bloodedly marauds; is equally satanic and a ghoulishly sadistic carcass of relentlessly victimizing decay,
There is nothing such as small insanity and big insanity; for every insanity that preposterously lambastes; is equally dastardly and an outright crucification of the laws of symbiotically propitious existence,
There is nothing such as small prejudice and big prejudice; for every prejudice that maliciously lingers; is equally derogatory and a venomously strangulating battlefield; eventually withering into infinitesimal wisps of livid hell,
There is nothing such as small corruption or big corruption; for every corruption that opprobriously mutilates; is equally cannibalistic and an unstoppably vicious maelstrom of criminally salacious injustice,
There is nothing such as small abuse or big abuse; for every abuse that sinfully curses without any reason or rhyme; is equally decrepit and a gutter of brutally unsolicited trash; that morosely infiltrates impeccable lives,
There is nothing such as small stagnation or big stagnation; for every stagnation that amorphously devastates; is equally traumatic and an inconspicuously unforgiving dungeon of rapacious parasites,
There is nothing such as small infidelity or big infidelity; for every infidelity that ruthlessly betrays; is equally disastrous and an uncontrollably evaporating desert of cancerous sadness,
There is nothing such as small obstacle or big obstacle; for every obstacle that unsavorily stops; is equally bellicose and a frigidly skittish mist which wholesomely dissolves with the voice of eternal righteousness,
There is nothing such as small ungodliness or big ungodliness; for every ungodliness that indiscriminately bombards; is equally penurious and a raunchily threadbare rag that rots in the confines of unforgiving imprisonment,
There is nothing such as small delinquency or big delinquency; for every delinquency that fatally victimizes; is equally punishable and a helplessly squirming maimed insect for the fabric of resplendent mankind,
There is nothing such as small ghost or big ghost; for every ghost that vengefully jinxes; is equally morbid and a meaninglessly wastrel thorn for all echelon of blissful society,
There is nothing such as small lie or big lie; for every lie that savagely extinguishes; is equally lame and a murderous bedlam of lugubrious non-existence,
There is nothing such as small politics or big politics; for every politics that atrociously disintegrates; is equally disdainful and a perilously numbing blackness of mercilessness which never ends,
There is nothing such as small monotony or big monotony; for every monotony that despicably jails; is equally obnoxious and an unimaginable poison that annihilates every iota of freshness in the;
ingratiatingly celestial atmosphere,
There is nothing such as small heartlessness or big heartlessness; for every heartlessness that fiendishly decimates; is equally demonic and a stream of stray blood without the tiniest of rudiments or integrity,
And there is nothing such as small death or big death;
for every death that barbarously snatches; is equally intolerable and a final adieu to the chapters of Omnipotently sacrosanct life and unconquerably priceless humanity .

TALENT WITHOUT DETERMINATION

Talent without impregnable determination was like; the most panoramically enamoring castle on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of formidably unassailable foundation,
Talent without relentless determination was like; the most fragrantly everlasting rose on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest trace of propitiously effervescent bee or exuberant breeze,
Talent without intransigent determination was like;
the most enchantingly heavenly landscape on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest impression of celestial grass or inimitably sacrosanct cow,
Talent without unrelenting determination was like; the most unflinchingly intrepid soldier on this Universe all right; but who was without the slightest insinuation of scintillating sword,
Talent without immutable determination was like; the most voluptuously tantalizing and euphorically reverberating clouds on this Universe all right; but which were without the slightest enlightenment of quintessentially ravishing rain,
Talent without indomitable determination was like; the most poignantly tangy waters on this Universe all right; but which were without the slightest acceptance by the inscrutably majestic sea,
Talent without unparalleled determination was like;
the most brilliantly Omnipotent Sun on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest backdrop of fathomlessly exhilarating sky,
Talent without invincible determination was like; the most gigantically towering mountain on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of unconquerably escalating and peerless peak,
Talent without unstoppable determination was like; the most vividly resplendent waterfall on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of ingratiatingly gurgling noise,
Talent without overpowering determination was like;
the most exotically princely pearl on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of skin regally adorning its timeless grace,
Talent without passionate determination was like; the most mellifluously ebullient nightingale on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of spellbinding cadence or rhyme,
Talent without handsome determination was like; the most gloriously sagacious literature on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of pragmatically discerning reader,
Talent without unfettered determination was like; the most eclectically fascinating kite on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest background of timeless sky and emollient clouds,
Talent without unceasing determination was like; the most invaluably luminescent clock on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest sense of scrupulously unraveling and precision time,
Talent without unmasked determination was like; the most beautifully iridescent star shimmering on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest entrenchment of sensuously metaphorical night,
Talent without limitless determination was like; the most delectably queenly feet on this Universe all right; but which were without the slightest of resolutely firm ground to holistically tread,
Talent without untamed determination was like; the most irrefutably truthful soul on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of symbiotically symmetric form; body or shape,
Talent without irrevocable determination was like; the most marvelously artistic lung on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of tempestuously tingling breath or indispensable life,
And Talent without resurgent determination was like;
the most compassionately thundering heart on this Universe all right; but which was without the slightest of movement; flicker ; immortally romantic beats and optimistic light .

MAN OF THE MOMENT

I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Unconquerable Mountains; with my silhouette towering unflinchingly handsome; even as the most hedonistically extemporizing dinosaurs; lambasted over me left; right and brutal center,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Brilliant Sun; with the uninhibitedly Omnipotent aura radiating from my demeanor; enlightening the lamp of optimistic hope in every frigidly diminishing household,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Enigmatic Forests; with an unsurpassably euphoric stream of inscrutable excitement; perennially lingering from the whites of my uncannily princely eyes,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Fathomless Cosmos; with the every bit of the celestially spell binding Universe; compassionately titillating and dancing on my pristine fingertips,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Nostalgically Romantic Past; with even the most infinitesimally obsolete cranny of skin rapaciously longing; for the impeccably glorious moments once again; when I was a Godly infant,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Bountifully Burgeoning Paradise; with all that wafting from my immaculately milky persona being nothing else but; the rainbows of everlastingly unfazed success,
I didn t want to lead life as Man of the Effervescently Ticklish Circus; with even the most diminutively nimble bone of my countenance fulminating into an untamed catharsis of impregnably unparalleled laughter,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Redolently Vivacious roses; ubiquitously disseminating the scent of wonderfully egalitarian existence; in every heart and soul alike,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Opalescently Revolutionary Millennium; metamorphosing even the most evanescent coffin of horrendous despair; with my unfathomable ocean of brilliantly stupefying inventions,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Blazingly Glamorous Hollywood; with even the most ethereally disappearing of my shadows; being crazily engulfed by winds of glitterati and intransigently unending cynosure,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Amiably Blissful Stars; indefatigably shimmering into a festoon of gloriously heavenly ecstasy; for hours and centuries galore,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Endlessly Enamoring Dreams; dogmatically unable to do anything;
except open the corridors of my brain to inexorably muse; mesmerize and dream,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Jubilantly Undulating Oceans; unfolding every conceivable minute of my lifetime with the sensuously salty waves; of limitlessly ebullient springiness,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Charismatically Priceless Pearls; enrapturing even the most obfuscated ingredient of my impoverished blood;
with the miraculous magic of perpetually grandiloquent Opulence,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Timelessly Fascinating Deserts; unequivocally rolling in the glistening sands; like the most invincibly silken prince of all times,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Romantically Imprisoning Winds; timidly surrendering even the most inconspicuous iota of my existence to the chapters of voluptuous bewilderment and love,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Blisteringly Dynamic Future; profusely using the firmament of space age; to mollify even the most infidel of my bodily urge,
I didn t want to lead life as MAN of the Pragmatically Perspicacious Today; holistically confronting each moment of my symbiotically destined life; as it mystically unfurled,
But rather if given a choice and by the blessings of the Lord Almighty; I would indeed want to lead life as MAN OF THE CURRENT MOMENT; unlimitedly relishing the puff of air ecstatically tingling my nostrils this very moment; making me feel the richest organism on earth alive; not only for this birth of mine but for every birth of mine that the Creator made me to triumphantly sail .

THE OTHER NAME OF LIFE

The other name of life; is to spawn into a rhapsodically fresh beginning every unfurling minute of the day; although your past might have indiscriminately pulverized you with an infinite whiplashes of abuse and hedonistic disdain,
The other name of life; is to unfurl into an unsurpassable festoon of resplendently vivacious color; be enamored by the fathomlessly panoramic gorges of Almighty Lord; even while you were in drearily subjugated sleep,
The other name of life; is to frolic in the aisles of rapaciously uncontrollable desire; kiss the most unprecedented apogees of success; even when you felt you were being ruthlessly gored by the ferociously decimating bull,
The other name of life; is to unflinchingly confront the most venomous juggernaut of the evil; perennially smiling with the blessings of the Omnipotent divine,
The other name of life; is to metamorphose even the most ethereal trace of deliriously pernicious insanity; into an unrelenting tornado of exuberantly mesmerizing freshness,
The other name of life; is to uninhibitedly philander under the perpetually blazing rays of the Omniscient Sun; enlightening every dwelling besieged with cancerously arcane despair; even though you were standing beside your veritable shivering grave,
The other name of life; is to symbiotically prosper arm in arm with every echelon of living kind and holistic society; melanging every conceivable color under the Sun; with the religion of unconquerable humanity,
The other name of life; is to keep perennially blossoming into a civilization of fructifying virility; boundless kilometers away from the tombstones of morbidly decrepit manipulation and baselessly lugubrious prejudice,
The other name of life; is to assimilate all goodness that you could fathom from the enchantingly spell binding atmosphere; ubiquitously sprinkle and bestow the same upon every entity that you encountered in your enigmatic way,
The other name of life; is to keep relentlessly blazing like into a whirlpool of artistically untamed exoticism; even as avalanches of grumpily sodomizing politics tried to slander and lethally incarcerate you from all sides,
The other name of life; is to regally lead each unfurling moment that unleashed your way to the most aristocratic limits; and limitlessly ensure the same to every bereaved organism; who was frantically struggling to be alive

The other name of life; is to tirelessly spawn like the poignantly seductive dewdrop; even though it was well past the heart of gruesomely tyrannizing midnight,
The other name of life; is to indomitably stand for the unassailably righteous redolence of Omnipresent truth; overtopple the monsters of hell; with the sword of timelessly sacrosanct unity,
The other name of life; is to indefatigably march on the mission to bond all estranged and disparagingly staggering mankind; with threads of unbreakably euphoric and propitiously beautiful camaraderie,
The other name of life; is to soar like a handsomely unblemished prince through the heavens of bountiful oneness; blissfully perpetuate the mantra of iridescent sharing; amongst all cold-bloodedly dreadful parasites,
The other name of life; is to unstoppably innovate a civilization of peerless jubilation all the time;
trigger the element of congenital restlessness in your soul; to harness the most enthrallingly optimum of even the most frigid bits of lackadaisical space,
The other name of life; is to be a messiah of all opprobriously decaying living kind; dissipating the unfathomably majestic energy of your persona; to give birth to an immortally optimistic tomorrow,
The other name of life; is to take birth an infinite times again and again and again; for the beloved whom you had wholesomely dedicated your this life to,
And the other name of life; is to always follow the inner most voices of your heart; coalesce even the most diminutive ingredient of your blood with the spirit of divinely compassionate sensuality; even as the entire uncouthly monotonous world outside treated you as the devil s wife .

AN INFINITE LIVES; AN INFINITE DEATHS

An infinite playgrounds of exuberantly rhapsodic smiles; An infinite coffins of inexplicably aggrieving tears,
An infinite gorges of unprecedentedly unceasing ecstasy; An infinite mortuaries of remorsefully decrepit sullenness,
An infinite skies of celestially everlasting enchantment; An infinite barren slopes of debasingly slithering and demonic scorpions,
An infinite entrenchments of majestically resplendent accolades; An infinite begging bowls of horrendously ghastly impoverishment and threadbare disdain,
An infinite temples of unconquerably Omnipotent heavenliness; An infinite cadaverously traumatic spirits; marauding ghoulishly into the impeccable soul,
An infinite anecdotes of gorgeously perennial prosperity; An infinite crutches of bizarrely debilitating and acrimoniously disastrous leprosy,
An infinite meadows of tantalizingly tingling freshness; An infinite dungeons uxoriously dumped with pugnacious feces and ominously lackluster indolence,
An infinite valleys of ingeniously royal inventions;
An infinite fecklessly frigid and insipidly sedentary stones; lying crumpled beneath the cacophonically groaning donkey s hide,
An infinite roses of invincibly enamoring scent; An infinite whiplashes of unsavorily brutal dereliction and pathetically subjugating politics,
An infinite castles bounteously overflowing with iridescently mesmerizing cisterns of gold and jubilant silver; An infinite infinitesimal mosquitoes digging their tentacles harder and harder into treacherously rotting shit,
An infinite uninhibitedly fluttering birds impregnably ruling the fathomlessly crystal blue skies; An infinite preposterously diminutive ants; being blown into wisps of ethereal oblivion at the slightest innuendo of wind,
An infinite rainbows of profoundly titillating reinvigoration; An infinite prison bars besmirched with vindictively diabolical prejudice and unendingly malicious ennui,
An infinite winds of blisteringly indomitable victories; An infinite disparagingly disappearing and profane shadows of merciless betrayal,
An infinite oceans of opulently milky pearls; An infinite iconoclastically ragged cobblestones leading to the gallows of unsparing extinction,
An infinite venerated cries of the innocuously newborn; An infinite disheveled grey hair; which mightn t sight yet another dawn,
An infinite Lions patriotically marching with Kingly ease through the paradise of insuperable truth; An infinite insects being indiscriminately trampled by the advancing foot; for ostensibly no reason or rhyme,
An infinite scriptures of pricelessly worshipped literature; An infinite hutments of gratuitously salacious illiteracy; existing fathomless kilometers beneath the poverty line,
An infinite fortnights of timelessly blessing sensuousness; An infinite carcasses of ludicrously sordid infertility; inconsolably weeping all the time,
An infinite heavens of ingratiatingly astounding proliferation; An infinite Hell s where only torturously cold-blooded barbarism reigned hedonistically supreme,
An infinite exotically propitious replenishments; An infinite tumultuously torrid deserts of limitlessly sub-servient thirst,
And an infinite unassailably euphoric lives; An infinite despairingly violent and deliriously cruel deaths,
Is what every ingredient of my blood ardently wanted to experience; for the spirit of Immortally unshakable and wonderfully mystical; poetry; poetry and Omnipresently magical Love Poetry .

IF MY CAR COULD RUN ON PURE WATER

IF MY CAR could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would wander thousands of kilometers in the day, Driving at roaring speeds through the broad highway streets; drowned in waves of tremendous euphoria.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would stop contemplating the cost of expensive gasoline, Explore every nook and cranny of the gigantic globe; would prefer to drive; every time I was overpowered with the incorrigible urge to walk.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would evacuate the monsoon rivers of their liquid, Storing it surreptitiously in my colossal tank; pilfer every droplet of the solvent dribbling from the mountain springs.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would relinquish to travel by the most extravagant of aircraft, Thoroughly utilizing my incredulous contraption; to transport me wherever I wanted; without the slightest pinch to my pocket.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would never feel uncouth pangs of thirst reverberate in my vocal chords, As I would devour frugal mouthfuls of the liquid stashed in my fuel jacket; at intermittent intervals while traversing through the streets.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would make frequent visits to the gushing jungle stream, Swimming rambunctiously in the same; withdrawing as much water as I could while gleefully returning.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would camouflage my automobile with coarse sheets of sprawling canvas, Would impregnate it with all the amenities indispensable for life; inhabit it unrelentingly all day and night; while rolling on the roads.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would save astronomical sums of money, Investing the same in diversified arenas of life; gain in insight and loads of experience while transgressing through mesmerizing parts of the world.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would get reprieve from obnoxious stench of the elixir, Instead have the ravishing aroma of fresh water waft into my nostrils; encompassing my persona with waves of enchantment.

And if my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would sleep like a diabolical demon all night; released from the onerous tensions of ruminating over price hikes, Travel all sunlit day in my luxurious caravan with my beloved in close proximity; now completely oblivious to the hour when I had last filled disdainful petrol .

WAITER COME HERE PLEASE

HE SERVED UMPTEENTH a dish at the bark of a crisp command; with twin pair of eyes focused dead straight towards the table,

Nimbly took a plethora of orders; from famished customers to satiate their gluttony,

Made frequent rounds to the kitchen; conversing loquaciously with the rotund chef,

Greeted all those who entered the hotel; with an amicably appearing congenial smile,

Instigated his fellow counterparts; to bustle back to work; reciting to them a rustic joke,

Scrupulously cleaned the dishes after they were rampantly used; picking up the most inconspicuous of loiter from the floor,

Meticulously arranged the armory of crimson rose in their respective jars; made sure that all candles rose up to a handsome flame,

Ran instantaneously to the sound of tinkling bells over the counter; glued his vision towards the screen flashing multiple items of food,

Occasionally listened to a volley of hostile expletives from his clients; for not adhering immaculately to requirements of their taste,

Was immensely pleased at witnessing the exorbitantly affluent; envisaging the fat tips they would bestow upon his impoverished persona,

Shivered incessantly in the biting cold; clad in threadbare minimum of cloth to drape his demeanor,

Voraciously sketched a battalion of faces; sitting on his bohemian stool; in his spare time,

Swayed articulately to beats of pulsating music at intermittent intervals; to reinvigorate his dreary passengers,

Hoisted innocuous toddlers high in the air; dexterously catching them single handed; to grant ailing mothers some reprieve from the tyranny of their children,

Had gladly incorporated a list of appetizing dishes; as his daily jargon; sometimes inadvertently whispering the names of cooked items in his dreams,

Magnificently controlled his temper; trying to avoid the most minuscule of altercation if possible,

Worked like a clockwork machine; inexorably all throughout the monotonous day,

Slept in a cloistered room all chilly night; profoundly detesting the next day to unveil; the nondescript rigmarole of taking orders,

Wore a flabby cap; shielding his rubicund face; a neat tie dangling unsolicitedly from his collar,

There were tears gushing from his eyes when I addressed him by his first name; for he was literally oblivious to all other sounds; except for that dreaded voice stringently calling him waiter come here please .

IF THE CLOUDS SHOWERED GOLD INSTEAD OF RAIN

IF THE CLOUDS showered gold instead of rain; the minutest trace of poverty would be annihilated from earth, The indigent beggars on the street would catapult in sheer ecstasy; stashing as much of coin as they ever dreamt of; in their ragamuffin bags.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; marriages round the globe would occur in chambers of impeccable silk, With the bride extravagantly embellished in silken cloth; and the bridegroom completely bereft of the onerous tension to earn.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; the commoner would traverse on glistening roads of molded yellow, The thieves would forget to pilfer; and the Mafia would forget to maraud; as they were now blessed with opulence right from the colossal sky.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; man would incorporate his house with gigantic slabs of the same, Articulately sculpturing his plates of the gold; ravenously consuming his food from it; profoundly lost in the scintillating glitter.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; people would be saved from the tyranny of monotonous work, Transit from realms of despondency to one replete with ebullience; easily perishing the desire to perspire and slog.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; clusters of birds would utilize gold in place of threadbare twigs to construct their nests, The armory of their eggs would hatch in an ambience of ostentatious gold; blended with profuse opulence.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; abhorrent termites would tenaciously gnaw in their deadly pincers, They would be treated to a ravishing meal of currency coin for a change; were absolutely delighted; after being used to painstakingly nibbling decayed wood.
If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; severely afflicted patients would leave their disdainful hospital beds, Run out rampantly on the streets refraining to rue their pain; spreading out their febrile palms to clasp the gold.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; the fighter pilots flying at unprecedented heights in the sky would forget to fire a fleet of hostile grenade, They would be too busy to concentrate on the pugnacious war; open the door of the cockpit to get hold of the gold.

If the clouds showered gold instead of rain; every individual would feel overwhelmingly blessed initially; with the rigmarole and turmoil to work completely diminishing, However the plants sprouting from soil would die a gruesome death; the animal kingdom would fatally relinquish breath; And the most treasured species of man would disastrously succumb without crystal water; which was now replaced by gold in all forms and traces, Therefore it is my humble plea to you O! Divine creator; to shower upon the earth bountiful rain; wherein lies impregnated abundantly; the true spirit and the true gold .

LIFE IS AS OMNIPOTENT AS GOD

Life is as sweet as a chocolate; go and greedily crunch it,

Life is as ravishing as the choppy ocean; go and swim in it,

Life is as dense as the deciduous forest; go and voraciously philander
in it,

Life is as perspicuous as the scintillating mirror; go and sight your
reflection in it,

Life is as green as the sprawling grasses; go and exuberantly roll in
it,

Life is as impeccable as frosty cows milk; go and perseveringly gulp
it,

Life is as fragrant as the mesmerizing scarlet rose; go and smell it,

Life is as warm as the cozy quilt; go and comfortably snuggle in it,

Life is as voluptuous as brown chunks of mud; go and ebulliently plough
it,

Life is as vivid as the rainbow in the cosmos; go and surreptitiously
perceive
it,

Life is as surreal as blissful heaven; go and inexorably fantasize
about it,

Life is as contemporary as the swanky car; go and drive it,

Life is as slippery as the slimy oyster shells; go and intensely feel
it,

Life is as thorny as the gigantic cactus; go and prick it,

Life is as poignant as green chili; go and tenaciously chew it,

Life is as heavy as the mammoth boulder; go and skillfully hoist it,

Life is as strong as the formidable fortress wall; go and wrestle with
it,

Life is as grandiloquent as the bombastic palace; go and languish in
it,

Life is as brilliant as the dazzling sun; go and bask directly beneath
it,

Life is as dark as the cloistered well; go and dip your persona in it,

Life is as enchanting as the placid moon; go and profoundly admire it,

Life is as blistering as the scorching deserts; go and run
unrelentingly in
it,

Life is as beautiful as the dainty fairy; go and gently caress it,

Life is as incredulous as the contemporary aircraft; go and fly high in
it,

Life is as comic as the circus clown; go and tumultuously laugh with
it,

Life is as steep as the lanky mountain; go and adroitly clamber it,

Life is as tingling as the gushing mountain stream; go and
uninhibitedly bathe
in it,

Life is as intricate as the mothers womb; go and worship it,

Life is as horrendous as the swirling whirlpool; go and audaciously
confront
it,

Life is as enigmatic as the meticulously spun spiders web; go and
entangle
it,

Life is as simple as a line drawn on the floor; go and vigorously
relish it,

Life is as savage as a sword; go and fight valiantly with it,

Life is as vibrant as the majestic pea***** spreading its feathers; go
and
supremely relish it,

Life is as romantic as the person you care for; go and incorrigibly
love it,

And Life is as sacrosanct as the Omnipotent creator; go and wholesomely
lead it.

MOUSTACHE

WHEN I CURLED it slightly with my fingers it resembled the angular horns of the placid cow; standing up in alacrity,
Shimmering vibrantly in the sunshine; with unruly bristles of hair protruding out rampantly from umpteenth quarters.

When I combed it scrupulously with a serrated brush; it settled to perfectly commensurate proportions,
Adhering amicably to my lips; appearing as sedate as an angel having long gone off to sleep.

When I applied exorbitant coats of sweet honey on it; it acquired profound tinges of enchanting amber,
There wafted a heavenly aroma into my nostrils; also a scores of irksome red ants crawled to relish the paradise.

When I rubbed it against the naked cheek of my beloved; it engendered a plethora of scarlet blemishes,
She blushed heavily in consternation; and there were infinite tingling sensations impregnated all over her persona.

When I refrained to trim it all along the unveiling week; it proliferated untidily in clusters,
My face now appeared like that of a passionate buffoon; and it seemed as if I had relinquished all interest in life.

When I breathed vigorously into it expending my lungs to full capacity; it wavered a little; disconcertingly perturbed by the onslaught,
Retorted back in intense indignation; prompting me to scratch my skin till it virtually bled.

When I swished at it wildly with my tongue; feverishly caressing a battalion of blades in the process; it didn t seem to mind the least,
Stuck diligently to my flesh in an amalgamated heap; sedately slept for a few hours until the saliva dried.

When I rubbed it frivolously during business meetings; it seemed to have a psychological influence in calming my frayed nerves,
Substantially eased tumultuous tension from my mind; granting me a winning edge over my adversaries.

When I let sweat dribble profusely into it; feebly attempting to resist the flow; it looked all the more handsome,
With the full light of the sun accentuating its drooping periphery; and the aftermath made me feel like a real man.

But when I tonsured it inadvertently; completely annihilating it from my silhouette; I appeared comically distorted; with a feminine disposition inevitably descending on my demeanor,
Although I considered myself as extremely lucky and blessed; as my moustache once again grew into bushy clusters rapidly a few days after shaving; and I thereby took a solemn pledge of never plucking it again.

IN MY DREAMS

IN MY DREAMS I climbed mount Everest barefoot;
reaching the summit within flash seconds of time,
While in real life my feet trembled in the snow;
and I relinquished the expedition midway; safely returning home.

In my dreams I pulverized unbaked bricks into infinite splinters;
with the mere caress of my hands,
While in real life the conglomerate of bones in my hands developed a factory of crack;
after I succeeded doing the same; taking intervals to inhale long breaths.

In my dreams I stood clad in threadbare attire; in bold confrontation with the striped panther;
trying to subdue his thunderous growl,
While in real life I clambered up the nearby tree at electric speeds;
in order to save my skin getting ruthlessly stripped by the beast.

In my dreams I philandered with the most beautiful women on earth;
profoundly admiring their charisma; lured by their mystical grace and charm,
While In real life I refrained from doing so;
due to sheer terror of my domineering spouse.

In my dreams I ate the most sumptuous of meals;
drank stupendously ravishing grape vine,
While in real life I had to remain contented with minuscule fillings of rice blended with curd;
with the occasional chunk of raspberry bread.

In my dreams I basked in the sunshine on the roof of the glistening palace;
feasting my eyes on the panoramic view of the blueberry hills;
with a fleet of professionals massaging my silhouette,
While in real life I got up with aching bones from my indigenous cot;
took the acrimonious rays of sun directly in my hazel eyes.

In my dreams I envisaged myself as an enchanting singer;
alluring scores of crowd by the mesmerizing melody in my voice,
While in real life the ones in vicinity abhorrently closed their ears;
unable to bear the tyranny of my hoarse and masculine sound.
In my dreams I saw blank checks strewn in bountiful abundance around my demeanor;
waiting ardently for my signature and the amount I wished to withdraw,
While in real life I slogged like a bull all sweltering day;
didn t have the capacity of handling the parchment; let alone signing one.

In my dreams I perceived white water streams gushing past my entrance gate;
diffusing their spray with poignant alacrity on my face,
While in real life I had the fetid gutter flowing rampantly past my doorsteps;
with an irascible odor wafting; which made me unrelentingly sneeze.

In my dreams I watched enticing films on grandiloquent screens studded with articulate diamonds;
whose scintillating glare was a trifle difficult for my eyes to absorb,
While in real life there lay a dilapidated television beside my bed;
displaying pictures in spiceless black and white; intentionally distorting the intricate images.

In my dreams I saw ostentatious cars lined up my porch;
with the drivers seat made of satin sponge,
While in real life all I had was a bicycle with an aboriginal bell;
and the capricious brakes failing I needed them the most.

In my dreams I saw angels from the sky cajoling me; cuddling me in the ribs;
reciting historic fables of love and beautiful splendor,
While in real life I had the ominous eyes of my employer staring down at me menacingly;
expecting ingenious policies that would change the complexion of his bedraggled business.

In my dreams I incessantly fantasized spending marathon hours with the girl I loved drowning inexorably into the ocean of her immaculate love,
While in real life there were a mountain of barricades which separated us;
prevented us from fulfilling our desires.

Therefore it is my humble plea to you O! Divine creator;
to sequester me from acerbic realities of mundane life,
Let me voraciously romanticize; let me be in the colossal kingdom of my dreams.

WHERE ON EARTH CAN I FIND

WHERE ON EARTH can I find a lotus flower; without the slightest of redolence,
Where on earth can I find an olive green coconut; without sweet kernel water,
Where on earth can I find an ocean; without majestically swirling waves of saline solvent,
Where on earth can I find a fleet of fat sheep; without infinite tufts of flocculent wool,
Where on earth can I find a royal horse gallivanting through the fields; without triangular shaped copper hooves,
Where on earth can I find a hooded reptile slithering through the dense forest; without lethal embodiments of poison,
Where on earth can I find a bundle of immaculate cotton; without profuse traces of softness,
Where on earth can I find an iridescent diamond; without a profoundly scintillating shine,
Where on earth can I find a stick of green chili; without a tangy and piquant flavor,
Where on earth can I find an infant; without obstreperously emanating cries,
Where on earth can I find granules of pulverized sugar; without traces of lingering sweetness,
Where on earth can I find a bird soaring high in the silken clouds; without tapered pairs of wings,
Where on earth can I find an innocuous squirrel; without a long and bushy tail,
Where on earth can I find a fulminating volcano; without producing tumultuous amounts of heat,
Where on earth can I find a mammoth elephant; without flamboyant protrusions of wild tusks,

Where on earth can I find a rainbow in the firmament of sky; without vivacious streaks of vivid color,
Where on earth can I find an animate soul transgressing; without inhaling gallons of fresh air,
Where on earth can I find a mother; without empathy for her newly born child,
Where on earth can I find god; without a philanthropic disposition towards his disciples,
And where on earth can I find a family; which hasn t experienced the slightest of affliction; a family whose every single ancestor is yet breathing and alive ?

BEAUTY NEEDS TO BE APPRECIATED

THE SUN IN the cosmos itself doesn t know the omnipotence in its shine; the blazing yellow circumventing its persona,
Its only when we profoundly admire its tenacity; the blistering heat it imparts to fumigate pallid earth; does it comes to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The crimson colored rose itself doesn t know the mesmerizing odor it emanates; the voluptuous complexion profusely embedded in its core,
Its only when we cherish its enchanting fragrance; the stupendous sight it portrays when sighted at evanescent dawn; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The star twinkling amidst naked patches of sky itself doesn t know its shine; the radiance that envelops its incongruous silhouette,
Its only when we applaud it for its resplendence; the illumination it provides in the chilly night; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The boundless ocean itself doesn t know about its infinite size; the unfathomable depth it incorporates in its belly,
Its only when we exuberantly praise its swirling waves; ravishing froth striking the shores; scores of glistening white sharks swimming; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The opalescent butterfly itself doesn t know about its multicolored wings; the swishing tentacles extruding from beneath its eyes,
Its only when we acclaim it for its nimble footed flight in the air; the delectable draughts of wind it engenders while flying; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The vivacious reptile itself doesn t know about its hiss; the mystically slithering body it possesses,
Its only when we laud it for its tantalizingly shimmering skin; the remarkably transparent eyes; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The obdurate shell of coconut itself doesn t know about its stone shell; the incredulous heights it projects from on the tall tree,
Its only when we value it for its appetizing juice; the immaculate and sumptuous pulp incarcerated in its walls; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The slime-coated oyster itself doesn t know about its wealth; the loose ferns agglutinated to its visage,
Its only when we treasure it for its scintillating pearls; the rejuvenating salty water which ejects when we slice its body; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The newly born infant itself doesn t know about its innocuous heart; the tiny legs that caress its mother,
Its only when we clap at it for mustering courage to walk; the frivolous smiles it does when tickled; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

Beauty is a virtue embodied in all of us transgressing through the surface of this earth; it is a blessing we are all born with,
All though we remain indiscreetly oblivious to it; as we don t admire it,
Beauty is too precious to be neglected; too sacrosanct to be ignominiously condemned; beauty needs to be appreciated .

THE TRUE SPIRIT OF LIFE

IN ORDER TO bring out the true essence of rose; you need to place it in strong currents of misty breeze,
In order to bring out the true sparkle of diamond; you need to scrub it vigorously with a coarse chunk of cloth,
In order to bring out the true flavor of milk; you need to tenaciously extract the same from the sacrosanct demeanor of mother cow,
In order to bring out the true softness of scalp hair; you need to meticulously entangle the disdainful clusters; swish the hair brush animatedly all over,
In order to bring out the true aroma of swirling waves; you need to make them collide with the mammoth conglomerate of shining rocks,
In order to bring out the true color of the sky; you need to inundate it with dazzling beams of sunlight,
In order to bring out the true taste of succulent apple; you need to masticate the same with overwhelming ardor,
In order to bring out the true strength of cement; you need to sprinkle it with small pints of water everyday; granting it fortification with every hour unleashing,
In order to bring out the true heat of sands; you need to let them sizzle in hostile light rays of the afternoon,
In order to bring out the true complexion of the chameleon; you need to let it philander freely in constantly changing surroundings,
In order to bring out the true size of the preposterously huge whale; you need to place it in a pond replete with small fish,
In order to bring out the true transparency of mirror, you need to sight your reflection in the same; at an hour past unearthly midnight,
In order to bring out the true scent of nondescript mud; you need flood the same with infinite globules of fresh rainwater,
In order to bring out the true voice of the nightingale; you need to provide it with a perpetually still ambience to sing its melodious tunes,
In order to bring out the true smile of a child; you need to hoist it high in the air; kiss and tickle it voraciously in its ribs,
In order to bring out the true speed of the panther; you need to entice him with a flock of nimble footed deer galloping through the forest,
In order to bring out the true belligerence of a soldier; you need to place him against his adversary; on the merciless battlefield,
In order to bring out the true fervor of love; you need to stand by your beloved till times immemorial,
And in order to bring out the true spirit of life; you need to plunge into the sea of vivacious adventure; confront a plethora of acerbic barricades; and yet come out of it all guns blazing .

IT WAS PERFECTLY NORMAL

IT WAS PERFECTLY normal to burst into pools of uninhibited laughter; after witnessing a garishly painted clown,
It was perfectly normal to hysterically sob; at the death of someone you vehemently revered,
It was perfectly normal to trip head-on on your nose; after walking through a puddle of slushy grease,
It was perfectly normal to tenaciously scratch your scalp; when snow white beads of dandruff camouflaged them in entirety,
It was perfectly normal to purse your lips profusely; after swallowing a sumptuously appetizing meal,
It was perfectly normal to thunderously sneeze; when disdainful granules of incongruous dust entered your nose,
It was perfectly normal to shiver; when you stood bare chested in freezing currents of bizarre winter,
It was perfectly normal to collapse in a bedraggled heap; when you carried a mountain of mud on your slender shoulder,
It was perfectly normal to blush like a scarlet complexioned rose; when you were caught red-handed trying to blatantly flirt with a girl,
It was perfectly normal to pound your fists in raw indignation; when you were encompassed from all sides with unfathomable frustration,
It was perfectly normal to perspire; when you worked arduously under sizzling rays of the sun,
It was perfectly normal to yawn; when your lids felt overwhelmingly heavy; your body felt drowned in waves of exhaustion,
It was perfectly normal to be insatiably greedy; when you prevailed in an ambience besieged with unprecedented poverty,
It was perfectly normal to experience tingling sensations; after you lazily philandered amidst stalks of nimble grass,
It was perfectly normal to use a volley of harsh expletives; after you were provoked to the threshold limits of tolerance,
It was perfectly normal to scowl animatedly at the class teacher; when she bored you for hours; reciting notes of century old history,
It was perfectly normal to innocuously hiccup; when you swallowed your meals at lightening speeds,
It was perfectly normal to feel stabbed by tremors of lust; when you were in the vicinity of stupendous beauty,
It was perfectly normal to scream in the middle of night; when your dwelling was struck by the vicious onslaught of an earthquake,
And It was perfectly normal to commit a plethora of blunders and errors in the course of your life as a human being; as long as you existed in blissful synergy with nature; wholesomely revered the God who created you; ardently adored the Mother who gave you birth; fervently loved the girl who made you feel you were living and breathing alive.

ONLY THOSE

ONLY THOSE WHO are perpetually blind; having their lives camouflaged in gruesome darkness,
Can wholesomely realize the value of having pellucid eyes; the gift of mesmerizing sight.

Only those who are maimed; having their feet encapsulated in stirrups of solid steel,
Can perceive the beauty of strong legs; the ensemble of delectably tiny toes treading on fresh chunks of earth.

Only those who are stone deaf; being oblivious to presence of the minutest of noise,
Can cognize the importance of drifting voices; the blissful frequency of melodious sound.

Only those who are dumb; finding it virtually impossible to give substance to words,
Can conceive the crispness of conversation; the splendor of clear speech.

Only those who are embodied with disdainful boils; tyrannizing disease rendering them as hapless lepers,
Can envisage the grandeur of immaculate skin; the resplendent complexion sparkling profoundly under the sun.

Only those shivering in bizarre cold on the snow clad slopes; infinite strands of hair projecting in tandem on their skins,
Can comprehend the heat generated by crackling fires; the warmth imparted in the interiors of dwellings.

Only those who are bald; without the most minuscule trace of follicles on their barren scalps,
Can appreciate thick curls of entwined hair; the way they sometimes cascaded down in languid harmony.

Only those who are orphaned; being brutally kicked by the uncouth society at all quarters,
Can apprehend the compassion emanating from the mother s lap; her unblemished palms putting the exhausted soul to immortal sleep.
Only those who are in intense affliction; being circumvented with inexplicable misery and pain,
Can grasp the meaning of existing in conjunction with nature; the invincibly appearing smile.

And only those who are deprived of sharing; left unattended without the slightest essence of care,
Can overwhelmingly blend with the spirit of true love; understand in entirety what it takes to fulfill it; lead life perennially with the same .

ONLY AFTER

Bathing in an chilled ocean of champagne; consuming small sips of the same with stupendous relish,
Climbing the peak of the snow clad alps; feasting the panoramic view of the gorgeous valley,

Driving flamboyant cars at whirlwind speeds; wildly careening through the colossal expanse of the highway,
Impulsively sketching intricate shapes of brave stalwarts; portraying their charisma to the mundane world,
Tenaciously biting into obdurate chunks of farm apple;
reducing the succulent fruit to pulp,
Voraciously rolling in a slurry of wet mud; getting intensely tickled by the poignant aroma,
Riding on bare camelback through the arid regions of the desert; profoundly enjoying the golden sands,
Scrubbing my entire silhouette with an extract of piquant green chili;
breathing fumes of boiling gas from my nose,
Embellishing my spouse with the most exquisite of jewelry; inundating her parted hair with crimson vermilion,
Gyrating to blasting music diffusing from the discotheque; swirling uninhibitedly till wee hours of evanescent dawn,
Decoding the most baffling of enigmas; innovating a plethora of contrivances to assist the commoner,
Soaring high in the air strapped tightly to an inflated balloon; whistling in unison with the passing birds,
Swimming onerously against the high rising waves;
swallowing pinches of frothy water in my famished mouth,

Staring unrelentingly at the sapphire sky; trying to unveil the vagaries of life in the twinkling stars,
Roasting a battalion of sumptuous fish on hot embers of coal; chewing the same scrupulously entangling the pointed bones,
Languishing sedately on a mattress of pure silk;
bouncing sporadically on the flocculent cotton,
Perspiring like a pig under the sweltering heat of sun god; bustling robustly in the fervor of youth,
Gallivanting on the streets casually attired; passing chivalrous smiles to all I encountered,
Amalgamating torn pieces of rags; meticulously with the metallic bodkin,
Molding threadbare lumps of greasy wax; into a grandiloquent statue,
Garrulously conversing the entire day with innocuous children; reminiscing my childhood days,
Pinching swollen paper bags with my nail; thereby producing obstreperous bangs,
Polishing the enamel of my teeth incessantly with rustic sticks of tree bark;
granting them a perpetual sparkle,
Embossing infinite lines of calligraphy on bonded paper; transforming its pallid persona into one embedded with literary compositions,
Inscribing her name on my chest with a switchblade;
imprisoning her close to my heart,
Philandering across umpteenth places of the globe;
absorbing the enchanting mysticism of natural forest,
Serving humanity with all my might; extending my services to all those deprived of indispensable vision,
Yes this is no kidding; the above mentioned blended with bountiful more,
ONLY AFTER which I would like to relinquish breath;
and leave for my heavenly abode .

GRILLS

When I riveted a grill of pure gold across my window;
the burglars stared unrelentingly; thinking I was overwhelmingly rich,
They whispered in inaudible tones about the wealth;
they envisaged was stored inside,
Delicately chiseled the grill with their axe; and dexterously pilfered all they could lay their hands on.

When I put a grill of silver bars across my window;
the mouths of the burglars slavered at witnessing the gleam,
They abandoned their other plans of robbery; intensely concentrating on my house,
Imagining the wonderful goods inside; and indiscriminately barged in snapping the grill.

When I embedded a grill of immaculate ivory across my window; the burglars had a hard time stifling their startled gasps,
They admired the rustic charm I had incorporated in an innocuous window;
contemplating my real wealth,
Atrociously smashed the same with their bludgeons; to savor the taste of my hidden resources.

When I stuck a grill of scintillating and pellucid mirror across my window;
the burglars were busy gazing at their reflections,
Thoroughly mesmerized by the transparent grill; the richness that lay blended in the sparkling glass,
Smashed the same into splinters using hard stone;
gaining easy access into my chamber of dreams.

When I used a grill of fragrant rosewood across my window; the burglars got insatiably tickled by the aroma,
They didn t feel like budging an inch; drowned in the celestial aroma,
Later broke the same using slender sticks of explosives; intruded upon the privacy of my nocturnal bedroom.

When I fixed a grill of barbed wire charged with electric current across my window; the burglars were simply intrigued by the contrivance,
They perceived me to me astoundingly clever; pondered profoundly on annihilating my automatic device,
Did the same with clinical precision; abhorrently transgressing through my solitary dwelling.

It then when I decided to have no grill at all; kept the colossal space of window absolutely bare to peep,
The burglars passing didn t even notice; dismissing all thoughts of me possessing the slightest of affluence; ridiculing my threadbare disposition,
They had other houses to sabotage on their list; it was the first time they spared me from possible harm,
And I snored blissfully all night; laughing in my dreams and saying; TO STAY WITHOUT A GRILL IS FAR BETTER THAN HAVING ONE .

AFTER A GOOD NIGHTS SLEEP

My eyes felt overwhelmingly revitalized; with their focus seeming to be crystal clear,
The network of bones in my body seemed to be well oiled; with that extra ounce of energy incarcerated,
The breath flowing through my nostrils was holistically pure; without the slightest trace of impurity,
Sweat glands under my arms had started producing fresh perspiration,
The mass of curly hair on my palms had stood up alert;
with pungent alacrity,
There seemed to be melodious sounds congruously humming in my eardrum; as an aftermath of nocturnal dream,
Scarlet blood circulating through my veins had acquired a lighter tinge; and now flowed with pumped exuberance,
Dried crusts of dirt lined my eyelashes; which I wiped off ecstatically with my nail,
A serene calm now besieged my stomach; after onerous turmoil of the previous day,
Languid yawns now occurred; impregnating my demeanor with robust spurts of exhilaration,
The flesh circumventing my chest glistened all the more profoundly in golden rays of the sun,
New buds of taste had sprouted in clusters on my tongue; producing tantalizing sensations in my mouth,
The fortress of my teeth seemed to be fortified and strong enough; to masticate the hardest of coconut shell,
There was a perfect co-ordination between the mind and brain; a perpetual harmony which harnessed constructive thought flow,
Bouts of intense infuriation had dwindled substantially, replaced by the tendency to gently caress the grass and care,
The clouds had never seemed so blue before; and the sun had never seemed as dazzling as I could spot it now,
There was passion to work; gleeful run and perspire profusely in the heat,
My voice reverberated loud and stringently from my throat; blended with a perfect crispness to project authority,
All the laziness now seemed to have vanished into thin oblivion; with the last trace of dreariness thoroughly annihilated,
Mind you there was no mystery behind this; I had slept like a hooded monster last night; with thunderous snores piercing the stillness of air,
And as the first rays of dawn hit my eyes; I possessed unprecedented strength to fulfill my duties; love with reinvigorated vigor the ones I ardently admired .

IN THE EYES OF HATRED

In the conglomerate of sinister clouds; there lay hidden twinkling stars,
Which emitted brilliant ramifications as the sky cleared; mystically illuminating the atmosphere.
In the dense clusters of green leaves; there lay hidden the incongruously sculptured branch,
Which was thoroughly elastic with succulent juice oozing; and provided adequate nutrition to the leaves.
In colossal slopes of the treacherous mountain terrain; there lay hidden infinite tunnels; sequestered from acerbic rays of the sun,
In which resided scores of innocuous rabbit; as well as a fleet of wailing wolf.
In the hostile fangs of poisonous reptile; there lay hidden a hissing sound,
Which permeated the ambience with waves of enchantment; indispensably captivating the attention of all animals in vicinity.
In the blistering rays of flaming sun; there lay hidden resplendent tinges of rich gold,
Which depicted its natural splendor; the mesmerizing spell that it had cast for centuries unprecedented on this earth.
In the ocean of sizzling lava strewn rampantly circumventing the volcano;
there lay hidden crimson colored fumes,
Which painstakingly arose in the air; eventually blending with the firmament of sky.
In the diabolical silhouette of wild elephant; there lay hidden twin pairs of gleaming tusks,
Which bore their way vehemently through the jungle outgrowths; portraying their magnanimous glory to all.
In every rivulet of the intensely polluted stream;
there lay hidden sweet mineral water,
If only it was scrupulously recycled; stringently annihilating disdainful impurities impregnated in its persona.
In the body of every little child wandering on this earth; there lay hidden the omniscient god,
As immaculate as virgin milk dribbling from cow teats;
with the entire universe distinctly visible in the impeccable mouth.
And in the eyes of overwhelming hatred; there lay hidden dormant traces of perpetual love,
Which was ready to yield; the moment you caressed and tickled it with loads of empathy blended with profound care .

CONTROL IT

Control it; or prepare to loose all your sense of overwhelmingly sagacious prudence,
Control it; or prepare to blend like a piece of frigid chalk in profoundly bedraggled soil,
Control it; or prepare to slacken your invincible stranglehold on the periphery of precious life,
Control it; or prepare to swoon down inevitably towards the ground; as the heat was no longer conducive for your nerves to bear,
Control it; or prepare to uncouthly erase the ocean of blissfully nostalgic memories forever from your intricate mind,
Control it; or prepare to plunge down into the fathomless deep valley; after successfully clambering up the astronomically gigantic summit,
Control it; or prepare to punctuate gaping holes; in your impeccably synchronized plan of unconquerable triumph,
Control it; or prepare to embarrassingly slip on a road embedded profusely with obdurate spikes,
Control it; or prepare to let the indiscriminate flames of blistering Sun; char you to infinitesimal fragments of insipid ash,
Control it; or prepare to accept pathetically crippling defeat; when unprecedented triumph was just a hair away,
Control it; or prepare to plummet below the diabolical dungeons; for the ultimate spin of your life,
Control it; or prepare to have blissful entities traversing down the streets turn for your blood; like an untamed pack of parasites,
Control it; or prepare to start counting backwards all over once again; after reaching the colossally unfathomable numeral of infinity,
Control it; or prepare to succumb like a mountain of ice; infront of salacious lechery and blatantly stinking lies,
Control it; or prepare to wander in diminutive wisps of obsolete oblivion; after the planet had discarded you like a piece of shit,
Control it; or prepare to become an impoverished victim of your own idiosyncrasies; trembling uncontrollably on the abysmally heinous crocodile,
Control it; or prepare to get mercilessly entangled into the most treacherously complicated web; in which ironically there was no grizzly haired spider,
Control it; or prepare to take the perilous onslaught of the hideously menacing devil on your lungs;
pulverizing them to worthless sand under its satanic might,
Control it; or prepare to relinquish the love that mattered the most to you; in your destined quota of life,
And control your anger; or prepare to perpetually imprison yourself infinite feet beneath your grave;
even when you were still breathing and more exuberant than when God had given you new life .

NOT A PENNY MORE; NOT A PENNY LESS .

Not an insouciant penny more via sleazily decrepit manipulation; and not even a priceless penny less;
because of the most brutally slandering demons;
heartlessly maiming every ounce of my inimitable innocence,
Not a worthless penny more via baselessly bawdy lies;
and not even a redolent penny less; because of the most chauvinistically marauding demons; vindictively plundering my virginity till beyond the realms of infinite infinity,
Not a lackadaisical penny more via treacherously demeaning politics; and not even an insuperable penny less; because of the most tyrannically flagrant demons; mercilessly numbing each of my senses till beyond the most bizarre realms of imagination,
Not an impoverished penny more via salaciously murderous corruption; and not even a scintillating penny less; because of the most truculently emotionless demons; crucifying me to the coffins of hell; in my robustly bountiful prime,
Not an ethereal penny more via ominously senseless pretension; and not even an invincible penny less;
because of the most preposterously fetid demons;
indefatigably drowning me to the rock bottom of morbid nothingness; just in order to retain their spurious stranglehold of mother earth,
Not a sanctimonious penny more via abhorrently impeaching prejudice; and not even a glowing penny less; because of the most hideously imbecile demons;
unrelentingly perpetuating their cadaverously non-existent spirits; into my impeccable soul,
Not an invisible penny more via deplorably hedonistic crime; and not even a wondrous penny less; because of the most venomously unsparing demons; incessantly sucking the last droplet of blood from my veins; to nonsensically try and reign supreme for times immemorial,
Not a fugitive penny more via uncontrollably ghastly war; and not even a jubilant penny less; because of the most egocentrically wanton demons; inexorably wasting every single moment of my eclectic existence,
Not an oblivious penny more via sacrilegiously bemoaning parasitism; and not even a victorious penny less; because of the most ignominiously sinful demons;
trampling every iota of my divinely virginity; under their claws of unforgiving remorse,
Not an evanescent penny more via cannibalistically greedy deliriousness; and not even an effulgent penny less; because of the most worthlessly roaring demons;
intransigently chasing me; till both my feet sank a countless feet beneath dead soil,
Not a penurious penny more via horrifically inconsolable orphaning; and not even a handsome penny less; because of the most tempestuously fickle-minded demons; barbarously strangulating every sound of mellifluous truth in my throat,
Not a lackluster penny more via indescribably licentious prostitution; and not even a majestic penny less; because of the most garrulously wailing demons;
indiscriminately vying for the top compartments of my scalp; ever unfurling instant of my destined life,
Not a subjugated penny more via derogatorily desecrating nakedness; and not even a poignant penny less; because of the most rambunctiously disoriented demons; maiming my hands and feet; to make me beg on the sordidly discordant streets,
Not an indifferent penny more via intolerably assassinating racism; and not even a compassionate penny less; because of the most maniacally lambasting demons; horrendously crippling every insinuation of enchanting fantasy; even before it could have arisen in my brain,
Not a disappearing penny more via incomprehensibly despicable force; and not even a effervescent penny less; because of the most relentlessly sinister demons; ruthlessly disassociating every tangible part of my skull; from my blissfully blessed shoulders,
Not an absconding penny more via forlornly valueless magic; and not even an incredulous penny less; because of the most wretchedly cursed demons; embodying their melancholically jinxed name upon my naked chest;
forever and ever and ever,
Not a deteriorating penny more via dingily shriveled nightmares; and not even an artistic penny less;
because of the most torturously unsparing demons;
keeping me unstoppably trembling; at the cold-bloodedly gleaming gunpoint,
Not a dilettante penny more via lecherously pulverizing death; and not even an undefeated penny less; because of the most shamelessly trouncing demons; murderously excoriating through the fabric of my harmonious lungs; with their jaws of profusely blood-soaked malice,
O! Yes; as all what I d ever wanted or desired; was only what I truly deserved; was what I was truly destined for on this fathomless earth; was what I truly earned in my path towards unassailably spell-binding truth; was what I could truly and perennially proclaim as my bit of space on this planet divine; was what I truly and unconquerably defined as my share of happiness in the chapters of ever-pervading life; not a penny more than that; not a penny less than that; O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord .

WHOLESOMELY AND COMPLETELY DEAD

Neither could it ever wholeheartedly laugh; even as the most unbelievably effervescent clowns danced in inarticulate unison around it; and for times beyond the realms of handsome eternity,
Neither could it ever mischievously twinkle; even as the most vivaciously nubile maidens; rapturously encircled its stupendously masculine teats and uninhibitedly rampant chest hair,
Neither could it ever unabashedly dream; even as the most tantalizingly surreal mists of heavenliness;
profusely enshrouded it from every conceivable end,
Neither could it ever sensuously romanticize; even as the most voluptuously enchanting women of tomorrow;
indefatigably traced every of its visibly blessed vein,
Neither could it ever merrily whistle; even as the most profoundly euphoric winds of the atmosphere; made a poignantly enthralling beeline for every bit of open space in its nostrils,
Neither could it ever sensitively hear; even as the most ecstatically thunderous sounds of mother nature;
unleashed themselves on every barren quarter of this Universe; in the form of unrelentingly seductive rain,
Neither could it ever celestially eat; even as the most bounteously panoramic fruits of nature divine;
vividly danced till times beyond infinity; right infront of its eyes,
Neither could it ever effusively empathize; even as the most wretchedly bizarre sufferings on innocuously untainted humanity; lambasted at whisker lengths from its placid contours,
Neither could it ever joyously blush; even as it was ubiquitously serenaded; by every man and woman alive on the trajectory of this fathomlessly spell-binding planet,
Neither could it ever perspicaciously prognosticate;
even as the most impregnably divine rays of resplendent clairvoyance; victoriously blazed through the royal whites of its eyes,
Neither could it ever jubilantly speak; even as the most mystically pin-drop silence in the fabric of the entire earth around; fervently and solely waited for nothing else; but being timelessly consecrated by only his voice,
Neither could it ever symbiotically embrace; even as every religion; fraternity; color; and tribe on this gigantic earth; came invincibly close to it after forgetting all differences of caste; creed; and perennially bonding into the religion of priceless humanity,
Neither could it ever ardently desire; even as the most insuperably wondrous dewdrops of effulgent excitement; sparkled till times beyond infinity; all over its silent and humbly obeisant bodily contours,
Neither could it ever righteously earn; even as the entire wealth on this boundlessly enigmatic planet;
was there for him to command; only if he executed the quintessentially simple words of immortal love,
Neither could it ever potently proliferate; even as the most rapturously enamoring ladies of mankind; were seen tirelessly squabbling with each other; to ascertain their right to interminably mate with him first,
Neither could it ever perseveringly sweat; even as the most Omnipotently blazing beams of the Sun; traced an infinite circles of true manhood; on its unnervingly exposed armpits,
Neither could it ever synergistically defecate; even as the most obnoxiously decayed elements of food and water; unstoppably swelled and reigned supreme; in its unmoving intestines and stomach,
Neither could it ever passionately breathe; even as the entire Universe of exuberantly undefeated air; lay readily virgin for it; to majestically and timelessly devour with its pair of harmonious nostrils,
Neither could it ever perpetually love; even as every beat of peerlessly unflinching companionship on this endlessly fructifying earth; expressed its very last wish as entering into the caverns of its fearless chest,

And how on earth could it ever do all this; as the body which once upon a time was the most unassailably virile form on planet earth; had now been consumed by the coffins of remorsefully unending extinction; had now succumbed to inevitably unbearable fate; was as a matter of fact; now; and an infinite more moments from now on; declared by the Omnipresent Creator; as wholesomely and completely dead .

INIMITABLY INFALLIBLE FANTASY

Not even the most panoramically exuberant of waterfalls; which perennially culminated into the most invincible heavens of triumphant freshness,
Not even the most spell bindingly pristine of meadows;
which miraculously ameliorated even the most deliriously thwarted of senses; with their inimitably unparalleled festoon of golden dewdrops,
Not even the most vivaciously undulating of seas;
which interminably evolved into an infinite entrenchments of virgin white froth; unabashedly kissing the shores every now and again like an unabashedly glorious seductress,
Not even the most inscrutably enthralling of forests;
which timelessly enamored even the most lugubriously morose elements of the atmosphere; with the spirit of everlastingly reviving nature,
Not even the most tantalizingly nubile vixens; who inevitably perpetuated even the most obsolete cranny of the impoverished flesh; to tower till the highest territories of fathomless sky,
Not even the most uninhibitedly enchanting globules of rain; which instantaneously metamorphosed every trace of forlornly wanton exhaustion; into a cloudburst of magnificently untamed exultation,
Not even the most boundless treasuries of glittering wealth; which virtually possessed the power to buy every ounce of unassailable luxury; on this effulgently ecstatic planet,
Not even the most victoriously flaming rays of the undefeated Sun; which unstoppably transformed every bit of inexplicably cadaverous depression; into an unshakably kingly rainbow of eternal smiles,
Not even the most fearlessly unflinching roar of the lion; which was the absolute epitome of priceless supremacy; in the ravishingly unfettered outgrowths of iridescently soul searching wilderness,
Not even the most magically mellifluous granaries of unconquerable nectar; which limitlessly bonded organisms of every caste; creed; color and kind; into the religion of unbreakably humanitarian sweetness,
Not even the most peerlessly virile lap of the blessedly indomitable soil; which perpetually fructified into the fruits of naturally robust goodness; and ensured that the mantra of effervescent life forever palpitated,
Not even the most innocuously milky beams of the moon;
which redefined even the most haplessly devastating and vindictive blackness; as the profoundly bewitching moonlight midnight,
Not even the most vividly ebullient of rainbows; which tirelessly spawned into an undaunted new civilization of gaiety and charm every unfurling instant; far and a fathomless kilometers away from the prejudices of vituperatively criminal mankind,
Not even the most poignantly intrepid of winds; which forever ensured that there never ever could exist even the most evanescent speck of monotony; which forever made you feel that you were just freshly born,
Not even the most Omniscient mother s milk; which granted every penurious bone of yours; the insurmountable tenacity to victoriously stand up to the most hideously plundering devils,
Not even the most candidly transparent of mirrors;
which unhesitatingly revealed the most innermost quarter of your pugnaciously parched soul; gorgeously mitigating you of every trace of your cursed misery,
Not even the most unlimitedly ubiquitous of compassion; which befriended you so majestically in your times of pernicious distress; that you felt yourself as the most blessed organism alive,
Not even the most fierily unadulterated puff of breath; which so regally reinvigorated even the most invisibly deteriorating of your senses; to holistically perceive beyond an infinite more lifetimes,
For if there s anything at all that can forever and ever and ever liberate a true man; then it is none else than his beautifully unbridled and passionately burgeoning ocean of; inimitably infallible fantasy .

FINDING HEAVEN ON EARTH- IN THE PROSTITUTE S FORM

Tell me. Does the Omnipotent Sun in anyways; blaze through her impoverished dwelling an iota less; than it unrelentingly streams in through the bricks of your sanctimoniously incarcerated castle?
Tell me. Do the poignantly royal roses in anyways;
waft their mesmerizing redolence through her dingy dwelling an iota less; than they unremittingly enlighten every conceivable morbid space in your chauvinistically victimizing castle?
Tell me. Does the iridescently milky moonlight in anyways; majestically enamor her shattered dwelling an iota less; than it celestially sweeps across the ostentatiously emotionless chimneys of your sonorously prejudiced castle?
Tell me. Do the nightingales in anyways; ecstatically sing the songs of victory around her inconspicuous dwelling an iota less; than they perennially murmur the hymns of mellifluous freedom in the brutally ensnared gardens of your fetidly dictatorial castle?
Tell me. Do the untamed forests in anyways; cast their spells of unconquerable mysticism on her match-boxed dwelling an iota less; than they timelessly and inscrutably whisper upon the caged boundaries of your atrociously sadistic castle?
Tell me. Do the boundless oceans in anyways;
perpetuate their rhapsodic tanginess upon her dingy dwelling an iota less; than they uninhibitedly grant new definitions of unbridled liberation to your sacrilegiously damned castle?
Tell me. Does the victoriously unabashed breeze in anyways; magnificently cool her truncated dwelling an iota less; than it undauntedly soothes every despairingly frazzled nerve within the realms of your acrimoniously perverted castle?
Tell me. Does the euphorically torrential rain in anyways; timelessly fertilize her penurious dwelling an iota less; than it thunderously sweeps every ounce of cadaverous fretfulness from each adulterated whisker of your demonically chained castle?
Tell me. Do the first beams of optimistically unfettered dawn in anyways; ebulliently caress her measly dwelling an iota less; than they bestow fresh rays of priceless hope to every callously blackened cranny of your heartlessly wanton castle?
Tell me. Do the limitlessly fantasizing clouds of heaven in anyways; voluptuously enshroud her restricted dwelling an iota less; than they transcend over every bit of tyrannically diabolical monotony in your ominously worthless castle?
Tell me. Do the seeds of a blissfully futuristic tomorrow in anyways; compassionately blossom infront of her mercurial dwelling an iota less; than they brilliantly transform every ounce of impotence into invincible fertility; in your uncouthly monotonous castle?
Tell me. Do the iridescent stars in anyways;
triumphantly twinkle upon her miserly dwelling an iota less; than they brilliantly illuminate every torturously slandering night in your cold-bloodedly devilish castle?
Tell me. Does the sky of impregnably truth in anyways;
unassailably bestow its essence of mellifluous sweetness upon her evanescent dwelling an iota less;
than it perennially metamorphoses every whisker of debauchery in your raunchy castle; into an undefeated paradise of righteousness?
Tell me. Does the chapter of eternally blessing procreation in anyways; insuperably enters her stingy dwelling an iota less; than it unceasingly abounds and sacredly inhabits every single living being in your fecklessly cavalier castle?
Tell me. Does the lap of divinely mother nature in anyways; tirelessly shower its spectacularly robust fruits upon her naked dwelling an iota less; than it royally replenishes even the tiniest desire of all those residing; in your ornately subjugated castle?
Tell me. Do the steps of the Omnipresent temple in anyways; perpetually shower their philanthropically unbiased blessings upon her bourgeoisie dwelling an iota less; than they forever remain potently present in your claustrophobically robotic castle?
Tell me. Does the Universe of unendingly titillating life in anyways; handsomely proliferate in her side-lined dwelling an iota less; than it inevitably replaces every element of deadened injustice; in your lifelessly bigoted castle?
Tell me. Does the heartbeat of immortal love in anyways; perennially fructify in her ethereal dwelling an iota less; than it indefatigably celebrates the true fervor of inimitably unparalleled existence; in your despicably anarchist castle? So if God and his Omnipresent Nature didn t differentiate the slightest; then tell me you inconsiderately venomous man; who hell were you to consider the sensuously nubile prostitute; a horridly sinful untouchable; who the hell were you to consider the tirelessly bewitching prostitute a deplorably live carrier of disease; devastation; unpardonable betrayal; devilish licentiousness and hopelessly silencing death,
Amazingly and specially even after you surreptitiously fathered countless more of your own kind; via that same unshakably ravishing prostitute form; finding the most gloriously victorious of heavens right here on planet earth and in the tantalizing recesses of her bosom Divine .

PERPETUALLY AND EXTRAORDINARILY SPICY

Neither too smiling; culminating into the most indefatigably relentless of chortles every unfurling instant; and that too without the slightest reason or rhyme,
Neither too victorious; forever and ever and ever wanting the flag of unfettered triumph; to hoist high and handsome towards the sky; whilst not realizing that each human has his/her own egregiously defeated day,
Neither too fragrant; surreptitiously cloistering every ounce of haplessly despairing stench; which needed immediate and inevitable attention; for the amelioration from treacherous confinement,
Neither too strong; incessantly trying to win every bit of barren space on this fathomlessly enchanting earth; with the radiations of brawn and brain; instead of royally stirring the chords of the compassionate chest,
Neither too colorful; profusely inundating the canvas of this spectacularly unceasing Universe with so much unbelievable vibrancy; that there remained simply no room for rustically righteous and ubiquitous simplicity,
Neither too supreme; insatiably harboring the urge to valiantly rule over every other organism; instead of bonding in the threads of amiably invincible friendship; with one and all symbiotically alike,
Neither too fudged; limitlessly adorned like a bride for times immemorial even after the wedding was long over; ostentatiously overruling the corridors of simplistically truthful humanity,
Neither too lackadaisical; letting the waves of insidiously hedonistic negativity crucify the unsurpassably undefeated passion; inherently lingering in the blessedly fructifying atmosphere,
Neither too sensitive; miserably collapsing into a non-existent pool of forlorn nothingness; with the most infinitesimally parsimonious draught of orphaned wind,
Neither too beautiful; inevitably attracting every tangible piece of attention towards your very inflated self; even as countless more deserving than you slithered in the aisles of desperate oblivion,
Neither too artistic; indefatigably being nothing else but a tirelessly fulminating inferno of tempestuous emotions; pathetically floundering to m lange with infinite more normal men and women of your kind,
Neither too brilliant; interminably evolving into an unsurpassably unbridled civilization of heroic genius every unraveling instant; when your newborn infant wanted just a few humanitarianly ordinary hugs from your soul,
Neither too wealthy; splurging an infinite notes of currency to mollify the most anomalously eccentric of your desire; whereas on the other hand fathomless humans died like a horde of mosquitoes; without those two quintessential morsels of food,
Neither too religious; abnegating several philanthropically symbiotic activities and sinfully considering several innocent as untouchables; on the pretext of staunchly disoriented religion,
Neither too perspicacious; hardly succumbing to any fallacy as you executed a zillion tasks a minute;
wantonly overruling the age old axiom of To err is absolutely human ,
Neither too satisfied; massacring the very crux of spell-bindingly tantalizing desire; aimlessly gallivanting through the fields of wastrel inactivity;
with even the most invincibly inimitable prosperity at your nimble feet,
Neither too philosophical; inhaling and exhaling each breath of vibrantly ecstatic life in crassly biased idealism; instead of unflinchingly following the mantra of Survival of the Fittest ,
Neither too fiery; baselessly sizzling in the aisles of seductively virile flirtation and uxorious romance;
when there existed innumerable mercilessly betrayed hearts; crumbling towards hapless deterioration; right infront of your window pane,
But life I irrefutably feel and infact should be an efficaciously commensurate blend of all these; O! Yes life should forever and ever and ever be a complete meal; which needn t be quintessentially royal; but would brilliantly suffice and was more than divine; if it was just perpetually and extraordinarily spicy .

NEVER LIVE IN DEATH; NEVER DIE IN LIFE

There was simply no happiness in inexplicably venomous sadness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of sadness in the heavens of jubilantly poignant and resplendently enamoring; happiness,
There was simply no daylight in morosely sadistic blackness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of blackness in the sun of optimistically unfettered and spell-bindingly perennial; daylight,
There was simply no faith in treacherously slandering infidelity; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of infidelity in the skies of unendingly unconquerable and compassionately everlasting; faith,
There was simply no truth in deplorably sacrilegious lies; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of lies in the utopia of eternally sacrosanct and unflinchingly peerless; truth,
There was simply no melody in venomously discordant deliriousness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of deliriousness in the caverns of ecstatically unbelievable and vivaciously exuberant; melody,
There was simply no humanity in indiscriminately devastating war; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of war in the bloodstreams of pricelessly unassailable and fearlessly Omnipotent; humanity,
There was simply no nature in preposterously robotic monotony; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of monotony in the lap of divinely effervescent and rhapsodically exultating; nature,
There was simply no open-heartedness in lecherously ominous manipulation; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of manipulation in the rain of torrentially unfettered and beautifully panoramic;
open-heartedness,
There was simply no innocence in licentiously demented adultery; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of adultery in the womb of impregnably divinely and interminably fructifying; innocence,
There was simply no love in demonically pulverizing terrorism; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of terrorism in the heart of immortally burgeoning and ubiquitously evolving; love,
There was simply no simplicity in despicably marauding prejudice; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of prejudice in the cradle of everlastingly bountiful and victoriously undaunted; simplicity,
There was simply no compassion in mercilessly despondent indifference; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of indifference in the clouds of timelessly bestowing and unconquerably embracing;
compassion,
There was simply no fire in nonchalantly decrepit nothingness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of nothingness in the aisles of passionately rejuvenating and royally untamed; fire,
There was simply no brotherhood in tyrannically meaningless selfishness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of selfishness in the paradise of bounteously ebullient and amiably transcending;
brotherhood,
There was simply no freshness in egregiously wanton stagnation; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of stagnation in the rainbow of unlimitedly triumphant and mellifluously astounding; freshness,
There was simply no transparency in cadaverously confiscating politics; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of politics in the mirror of candidly discerning and righteously radiating; transparency,
There was simply no freedom in profanely bigoted incarceration; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of incarceration in the mists of limitlessly bewitching and undauntedly priceless; freedom,
There was simply no life in satanically worthless death; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of death in the throne of perpetually winning and Omnipresently undefeated; life,

Therefore I say; do not think the slightest of life after you re crucified to ghastly death; and never ever even utter the word death whilst profoundly relishing and effulgently romancing; proliferating;
gyrating and adventuring; in the immortal entrenchment of life .

TRY AND LIVE WITH IT INSTEAD

The harder you try and erase your deplorably unfortunate past from your mind; the harder it cadaverously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your blissful present; into a corpse of treacherously remorseful uncertainties,
The harder you try and erase your deliriously shocking past from your mind; the harder it fecklessly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your burgeoning present; into a jailhouse of inexplicably inconsolable brooding,
The harder you try and erase your obsessively meaningless past from your mind; the harder it wantonly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your fructifying present; into a coffin of intransigently stabbing miseries,
The harder you try and erase your sinful ribald past from your mind; the harder it preposterously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your resplendent present; into the gallows of acrimoniously venomous disease,
The harder you try and erase your thoughtlessly gratuitous past from your mind; the harder it wretchedly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your synergistic present; into the most non-existent wisps of diabolical hell,
The harder you try and erase your baselessly egregious past from your mind; the harder it demonically comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your heavenly present; into haunted house of unceremoniously jinxed memories,
The harder you try and erase your abhorrently dastardly past from your mind; the harder it unrelentingly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your royal present; into a cloudburst of unforgivably apocalyptic blood,
The harder you try and erase your dejectedly failed past from your mind; the harder it lethally comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your ecstatic present; into a pigstalk of fetid bitterness,
The harder you try and erase your sadistically incarcerated past from your mind; the harder it cannibalistically comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your priceless present; into a rusted iron nail of worthless violence,
The harder you try and erase your criminally excoriating past from your mind; the harder it unceremoniously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your undaunted present; into the most sordidly stagnating oblivion,
The harder you try and erase your brutally assassinating past from your mind; the harder it despicably comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your effulgent present; into a frigidly infidel worm of nothingness,
The harder you try and erase your unbearably torturous past from your mind; the harder it salaciously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your sacrosanct present; into an amorphously emotionless carcass of disdain,
The harder you try and erase your immutably bigoted past from your mind; the harder it sacrilegiously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your victorious present; into a dungeon of barbarously blackened parasitic confinement,
The harder you try and erase your carnivorously stinking past from your mind; the harder it ignominiously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your exuberant present; into a deathful madness of unsurpassable melancholy,
The harder you try and erase your disastrously malevolent past from your mind; the harder it vituperatively comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your unconquerable present; into a graveyard of unendingly cursed sickness,
The harder you try and erase your fearfully dogged past from your mind; the harder it unwontedly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your rejuvenated present; into an unfathomable gorge of vindictively despairing sadness,
The harder you try and erase your uncouthly terrorized past from your mind; the harder it intractably comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your redolent present; into the ultimate apogees of satanic devastation,
The harder you try and erase your murderously inhumanitarian past from your mind; the harder it viciously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your impregnable present; into a trail of haplessly staggering discontentment,
The harder you try and erase your ghoulishly pugnacious past from your mind; the harder it reproachfully comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your peerless present; into the most unpardonable abuse of the entire Universe,
Therefore; try and accept it as an already happened element of your existence instead; which would never ever repeat itself in your path to presently philanthropically victory; try and live with your past instead .

ANY FORM OF LIFE WAS BETTER THAN DEATH

I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw countless haplessly orphaned children;
being viciously kicked into dustbins of malice; for ostensibly no reason or rhyme,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw the pricelessly innocuous female fetus; being brutally assassinated and aborted; right in the very depths of the unassailably godly womb,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw heartlessly cold-blooded men;
ruthlessly felling innumerable a tree; using its blessed branches; trunk and roots; for evolving lifelessly wastrel commodities,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw demonically manipulating politicians;
weigh the very essence of unconquerably righteous life; in terms of wantonly decrepit currency coin,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw innocently minor girls being brutally raped; by the diabolically idiosyncratic perversions of sadistic man,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw peerlessly impeccable blood being parasitically sucked from newborn forms; just in order to spuriously enrich and consecrate; the already blessed and bountiful human form,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw boundless wives and children reduced to a cadaverous carcass; as the man of the family simply refrained to budge an inch to earn;
cannibalistically guzzling the last drop of wine and vixen; to be found of planet earth,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw beautifully fructifying wildlife being emotionlessly beheaded; just in order to become the exuberant delicacy; of the already replenished palette,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw robustly ebullient organisms doing nothing but just endlessly gazing at fathomless sky;
nonsensically proclaiming that their destiny would one day and eventually take them to the absolute epitome of cloud nine,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw one man derogatorily slaving and slavering for another man; wherein the Omnipotent Creator had created all symbiotically equal in the first place,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw millions of innocent being indiscriminately butchered; in the wrath and aftermath of barbarously thwarting bombardment and war,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw satanic terrorists launch an inconsolably pulverizing assault on one particular fraternity of mankind; in the name of sacrifice to the Omnipresent Lord,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw hordes of people blindfoldedly offering their last ounce of wealth to the Omnipotent deity of the Lord; who in the first place owned every speck of the unending Universe; and who wanted them to benevolently donate the same to all suffering living kind instead,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw school going girls and boys begging hoarsely on the obdurately chauvinistic streets; with their parents abhorrently using them to tickle the soft corner of the opulent society,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw women of all ages; right from the age of my daughter; to sister to mother; tawdrily selling their flesh to hedonistically dastardly men; just for securing those two quintessential morsels of food,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw limitless dying unattended on the freezing streets; because of unforgivably ghastly corruption; viciously infiltrating in every echelon of the government and society,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw impudently pretentious brats; telling their life-bestowing parents to clean the stagnating shit in their houses; whilst they themselves deliriously drowned themselves; into barrels of sinfully expensive wine and cigarette smoke,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw the most perpetually faithful of lovers salaciously separate like a miserably broken leaf; at the tiniest of objection from the sanctimoniously turgid society,
I felt like committing suicide there and then itself.
Everytime I saw selfishly shriveled man; praying to God for solely impregnating his lungs with a countless breaths; instead of immortally sharing the same in perfect symbiosis with endless numbers of his own kind,
But when I was actually committing suicide. I felt that any form of life was better than death; as I approached my very last breath. For if at all I could endeavor my very best to ameliorate every fraternity of estranged and maliciously cannibalistic living kind; then by the grace of God it could be only while in undefeated life and not the slightest after stonily gory death .

A DEATH MORE INCARCERATING

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the walls of my stomach didn’t crave for a single morsel of succulently bountiful food; even for an infinite indefatigably painstaking of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the whites and blacks of my eye didn’t crave for a single globule of compassionately celestial moisture; even for an infinite limitlessly acerbic of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my intricate veins didn’t crave for a single pinch of poignantly crimson blood; even for an infinite boundlessly treacherous of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the periphery of my lips didn’t crave for a single innuendo of blissful smile; even for an infinite unsurpassably satanic of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the hollows of my ears didn’t crave for a single trace of euphoric sound; even for an infinite uncouthly divesting of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the periphery of my bones didn’t crave for a single horizon of strength; even for an infinite salaciously lambasting of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the trajectory of my cheeks didn’t crave for a single triumphant blush; even for an infinite ominously debilitating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the soles of my feet didn’t crave for a single cushion of ebullient grass; even for an infinite indiscriminately crippling of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the curvatures of my untamed nails didn’t crave for a single uninhibitedly ardent itch; even for an infinite hedonistically massacring of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the passageways of my throat didn’t crave for a single ounce of water; even for an infinite tyrannically devastating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my armpits didn’t crave for a single trickle of enchantingly golden sweat; even for an infinite unstoppably penalizing of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my eyelashes didn’t crave for a single feather of fantastically unbridled sensuousness; even for an infinite unceasingly slandering of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my tongue didn’t crave for a single jet of tantalizingly emphatic saliva; even for an infinite brutally asphyxiating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my majestic manhood didn’t crave for a single draught of spell binding fertility; even for an infinite parasitically obsolete of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my strangulated nostrils didn’t crave for a single breath of unlimitedly mesmerizing freshness; even for an infinite diabolically slaining of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the jagged outlines of my teeth didn’t crave for a single wholeheartedly reinvigorating bite; even for an infinite disparagingly oblivious of my lifetimes,
It seemed nothing odd to me; if the apertures of my hindside didn’t crave for a single symbiotically ameliorating expurgation; even for an infinite traumatically castigated of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my heart didn’t crave for a single beat of unassailably fructifying love; even for an infinite tawdrily truculent of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my conscience didn’t crave for a single horizon of everlastingly blessed righteousness; even for an infinite violently unsparing of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my soul didn’t crave for a single beam of optimistically enlightened peace; even for an infinite dolorously pulverizing of my lifetimes,

But if the fathomless realms of my brain didn’t crave for immortally bestowing poetry even for an infinitesimal single second; I perished to an end more ghastly than the most forlornly flagrant of hell; a death which was more sadistically incarcerating; than an infinite of an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

PEOPLE MORE CRIMINAL THAN HIM .

What kind of a person must he be; indiscriminately trampling even the most infinitesimal trace of civilization that dared come his cadaverous way?

What kind of a person must he be; exuding countless tumblers of wastrel spit; upon the divinely impeccable contours of his father and inimitably venerated mother?

What kind of a person must he be; ruthlessly asphyxiating even the last breath of the fetus in the godly mothers womb; just because it was of a pristinely blessed girl?

What kind of a person must he be; sadistically brewing up only human brains on his treacherously satanic stove; to mollify every ingredient of his hunger for the brilliantly sweltering day and sweet-dish for the remainder of the sinister night?

What kind of a person must he be; gorily selling his mother and daughters for parsimonious wads of money; just in order that he bathed and slept in tubs of tawdrily decrepit sleaze and wine?

What kind of a person must he be; perpetually perpetuating a gunshot straight through the skull; at the slightest insinuation of denial?

What kind of a person must he be; uncouthly annihilating even the most evanescent trace of forest and enchanting wildlife; to erect robotic coffins of the politician on the foundation of pricelessly innocent blood?

What kind of a person must he be; timelessly praying solely for the wholesome destruction of every element of victorious existence; psychotically licking the footprints of the hedonistic devil; till infinite infinity?

What kind of a person must he be; ghoulishly using cisterns of scarlet blood to cleanse even the most non-existently inane pore of his skin; after sacrilegiously eviscerating the same from countless celestial lives?

What kind of a person must he be; defecating the very last impediment in his tyrannically wanton bowels upon the countenance of jubilantly infallible truth; every unfurling instant of the day and murderous night?

What kind of a person must he be; ghastily crunching bones of innocuous living children into inconspicuous chowder; just to relieve the zanily diabolical itching in the corpse of his devilish teeth?

What kind of a person must he be; ignominiously condemning and ostracizing the rules of the Omnipresent Creator; barking every abuse in the dictionary towards the grace of the invincible Almighty Lord?

What kind of a person must he be; unrelentingly wanting to become the ultimate patriarch of the entire planet; at the cost of unceasing terror and abhorrently fetid war?

What kind of a person must he be; bawdily plucking out the whites of every eye that he encountered in his lifetime; just to bizarrely play a game of lascivious marbles with the same and till endless eternity?

What kind of a person must he be; dementedly digging deeper and deeper into the corpse of dead living organisms; instead of proliferating into triumphantly astounding newness like the sacred mother soil?

What kind of a person must he be; demonically chopping the tongue of every old man and woman; just in order to uxoriously cleanse the squalid soles of his bohemian foot with the same?

What kind of a person must he be; whose sole mission in life was to wholesomely metamorphose every bit of resplendent truth into stinking lies; who interminably strived to snap the wings of immortal love forever and ever and ever?

What kind of a person must he be; ominously wanting to thrust the mask of delirious depression upon the first unfettered rays of the Omniscient Sun; overpower everything on the trajectory of this fathomless Universe; with the cannibalistic blackness of crime?

O.K, for a moment lets leave him aside. For people more criminal; people more diabolically perverted; people more psychotically preposterous were you; me; and everyone else on this boundless earth; who had time to crazily read; ardently write; inexhaustibly fantasize; intricately analyze all this as mentioned above about him; when we had much brilliantly effulgent things to do and relish in our lives; rather than bother about a man such as HIM and every of his lifeless kind .

I WRITE BECAUSE

I write to alleviate tumultuously bereaved humanity;

impregnate optimistic beams of hope in the lives of

all those miserably divested,

I write to unrelentingly explore the enchanting beauty

of this gigantic Universe; bountifully assimilate all

exotic goodness of the atmosphere in my wandering

soul,

I write to give the most voluptuously poignant

expression to words; churn majestic artistry out of

even the most; inconspicuously threadbare,

I write to blissfully placate my turbulently

asphyxiated soul; fulminate into astoundingly vibrant

newness; every unfurling instant of the gloriously

sunlit day,

I write to exuberantly trigger the chords of my

imagination to the most unprecedented limits; unleash

a whirlpool of unfathomable discovery in every

alphabet that I chiseled; with my very own blood,

I write to perpetually embrace the winds of seductive

romance; titillate every devastatingly frigid arena of

my visage; with the profusely irrevocable mysticism in

the; vivid atmosphere,

I write to make every haplessly shattered organism on

this fathomless planet; celestially unite in the

uninhibitedly priceless wings of; scintillating

humanity,

I write to ebulliently break the monotony of

manipulative office; keep myself boundless kilometers

away from; diabolically commercial and spuriously

white collared business tycoons,

I write to wholesomely free the innocuously

impeccable; from chains of barbaric slavery; and

insanely tyrannical incarceration,

I write to wholeheartedly divulge the innermost of my

feelings to this unending planet; walk shoulder to

shoulder and with profound equanimity lingering in my

crystalline eyes; abreast my comrades marching towards

irrefutable righteousness,

I write to inculcate Herculean poignancy in my

lackadaisical blood; unequivocally ensure that each

element of my countenance; blazed ahead in the

unparalleled ardor to lead euphoric life,

I write to eternally soar in the clouds of beautifully

bestowing companionship; perennially unite with all

those with a philanthropic conscience; with all those

shedding even the last droplet of their blood for the

sake of their sacrosanct motherland,

I write to handsomely relieve the unsurpassable

dormitories of imagination in my brain; imparting them

a cloudburst of enamoring shapes and panoramic forms,

I write to innocently relive the memories of

immaculate childhood; stupendously cherish all those

revered moments when I indefatigably flirted in the

aisles of mischief; eventually interlocking myself in

the lap of my mother; for times immemorial,

I write to ubiquitously commiserate with all humanity

irrespective of caste; creed or color wonderfully

alike; filter a path of supremely optimistic light;

through every benign stanza of my verse,

I write to heavenly coalesce with my aboriginal

rudiments; embark on a fabulous expedition to

backtrack time; fantastically discovering the very

first puff of breath from which I was born,

I write to majestically feel the breeze of

togetherness; marvelously experience the empathy of

all those with a symbiotically holistic soul; even

though I stood disastrously alone,

I write to incessantly broaden my perspective about

this enthralling earth; enshroud each iota of my

bedraggled demeanor; with the everlasting spirit of

timelessness,

I write to exhale incomprehensible tornados of air

without the slightest of circumspection; so that the

air regally entrapped in my penurious lungs; was

ecumenically there for all to share,

I write to synergistically exist; execute my plethora

of humanely activities; with the most gorgeously

melodious dexterity; jubilantly absorbing even the

gruesomely acrimonious chapters of mystical life,

Most importantly; I write because my heart wants me

to; astoundingly proliferating into a mountain of

tantalizing seduction; even as hell rained down from

sky to forever lick the earth .

EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY

Every day is a new day; bringing along with it

overwhelming loads of happiness; and an unparalleled

rhapsody to blissfully lead life,

Every day is a new day; unfurling into a rainbow of

spell binding optimism; healing even the most

inexplicably ghastly wounds of yesterday; with the

flaming rays of the dazzlingly Omnipotent Sun,

Every day is a new day; vivaciously bouncing in the

profoundly untamed spirit of existence; wholesomely

shrugging your remorseful past into mists of obsolete

oblivion,

Every day is a new day; blooming with the fragrance of

unconquerable humanity; incessantly transpiring you to

philanthropically surge forward; to resplendently

fulfil your humanitarian mission in life,

Every day is a new day; entirely disengaging your mind

from the negative energies of the past; as the

euphoric horizons of mesmerizing dawn; immaculately

greeted the whites of your pristine eyes,

Every day is a new day; triumphantly maneuvering you

towards the path of irrefutable righteousness;

impregnating a jubilant sparkle in your stride; as the

flowers blossomed ebulliently on the frolicking hills,

Every day is a new day; rendering you yet another

chance to benevolently win over the gigantically

insurmountable planet; with the waves of unprecedented

love in your heart,

Every day is a new day; enlightening the lantern of

miraculous freshness in every pathetically beleaguered

bone of your body; unassailably ensuring that you

handsomely confronted even the most devilishly

insidious situation in the chapter of life,

Every day is a new day; profusely charming even the

most dolorously deadened of your senses with the

melodious chirp of the boisterous sparrow; filtering a

path of unfathomable exuberance; on every step that

you holistically tread,

Every day is a new day; beautifully alluring every

frigidly hopeless pore on your skin; with

compassionate beams of ardent belonging and princely

togetherness,

Every day is a new day; fervently impressing upon you

that life was patriotically endless; with each moment

unveiling; sagaciously apprising you of its

unsurpassably Omnipresent aura,

Every day is a new day; deluging your drearily

staggering countenance with the unbelievably ecstatic

melody in the atmosphere; celestially uplifting you

from the dungeons of disparagingly ominous despair,

Every day is a new day; magnificently greeting you

with an incomprehensible ocean of hope and emphatic

excitement; making you bask in the essence of a

harmoniously symbiotic existence,

Every day is a new day; magnanimously commiserating

with all your traumatized anguish; perpetually

ensuring that the rays of the divine; majestically

caressed each quarter of your tumultuously bereaved

soul,

Every day is a new day; stupendously enthralling you

with its enamoring entrenchment of tireless

proliferation; spawning a gorge of unrelenting

enthusiasm on every puff of air that you embraced,

Every day is a new day; weaving its magically

reinvigorating spell upon each ingredient of your

blood disdainfully frozen under avalanches of

bizarre commercialism; perpetuating you with supremely

Omniscient power to; synergistically survive,

Every day is a new day; with the astounding network of

colors in the cosmos not only soothing your

extinguishing existence; but triggering you to

mystically unravel into the spirit of vivid glory,

Every day is a new day; indefatigably breathing upon

you the most grandiloquent elixir of life; flooding

your nostrils with the scent of ravishing roses

sprouting full throttle; in the fathomless valley,

Every day is a new day; guiding you on the path of

impeccably scintillating truth; wholesomely snapping

even the most diminutive fang of derogatory prejudice;

from the realms of your innocuous conscience,

And every day is a new day; replenishing each beat of

your traumatically anguished heart with enchanting

love; immortally metamorphosing every wind of defeat

that stared you hopelessly in your eyes; into the Sun

of Omnipotent fearlessness .

SENSITIVITY

At times crowning as the most unassailably embellished

prince; making me triumphant over all my uncouthly

coldblooded adversaries,

While at times a devastating hurricane; pulverizing me

mercilessly; to blend with inconspicuously threadbare

dust…..

At times insatiably propelling me to soar handsomely

through the majestic clouds; wholesomely oblivious to

anything else around,

While at times an evil sorceress; diabolically

enshrouding every quarter of my mind; with irascibly

vindictive hostility……

At times making me feel as if I was the richest

organism alive; with all murderous manipulation on

this planet having not the tiniest of space in my

mesmerizing life,

While at times an indefatigable tornado of negativity;

brutally crippling me towards the corridors of

horrific oblivion; even before I could alight a single

step…..

At times heralding me as the ultimate conqueror and

irrefutably unshakable emperor; with all enchanting

beauty on this colossal planet; blissfully

assimilating in the magnanimously stretched contours

of my lap,

While at times an overwhelmingly ludicrous inferno of

cowardice; forcing me to sleep in the shell of

sequestered doom; for times immemorial…..

At times incessantly urging me to surge forward in my

mission of celestially exploring the entire Universe;

melodiously bask in the glory of bountifully radiant

sunshine,

While at times heinously chopping both my arms and

feet with the swords of fear; burying me infinite feet

beneath my ghastly grace; although I was profoundly

alive…..

At times triggering me to fantasize beyond realms of

magnificently tantalizing eternity; astoundingly

titillating each nerve of my truculently anguished

demeanor; with fireballs of vibrant compassion,

While at times ruthless excoriating apart my

intricate; with tumultuously lambasting depression…..

At times making me invincibly believe in my

philanthropically unconventional conquests;

wonderfully accepting the religion of mankind as the

most unconquerable treasure,

While at times squelching me to insidious chowder; in

perception of things which were simply non-existent;

in cognizance of a satanic end that was never to be….

At times profusely enlightening me to sing

euphorically with all goodness in the atmosphere;

poignantly absorbing every element of rhapsody that

existed in gregarious tandem; on the trajectory of

this gigantic Universe,

While at times tyrannically whipping me left; right

and center for ostensibly no fault of mine;

transpiring me to conceive gruesome hell; even when I

was in the midst of amiably spell binding paradise….

At times divinely relating to every iota of my mind;

soul and righteous conscience; making me fulminate

into an incredulously resplendent festoon of

timelessness,

While at times treacherously imprisoning my

uninhibitedly serene river of priceless thought flow;

with salacious chains of self inflicted misery;

remorsefully torturing me till the absolute end of my

time .

And at times illuminating each beat of my heart with

the impregnable light of immortal love; making me

ecumenically commiserate with all those; with even the

most diminutive fraction of pain,

While at times hurling me towards the corpse of

lecherous death every unfurling minute of the

bloodstained night and the flamboyantly sweltering

day; abominably charring me to bark a countless

deaths; was my SENSITIVITY .

UNDEFEATED LIFE

Every despairingly devastating darkness that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an

irrefutable way; victoriously leading you to the

corridor of optimistically scintillating brilliance,

Every horrendously diabolical impediment that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an

unconquerable ray; blissfully unfurling into the

paradise of everlastingly blossoming prosperity,

Every viciously traumatic whirlwind that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an

invincible messiah; insatiably propelling you on the

path of magnificently tranquil euphoria,

Every tyrannically debilitating disease that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an

impregnable elixir; ebulliently making you enjoy every

instant of rhapsodically redolent life,

Every stinkingly dilapidated gutter that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

reinvigorating garden; celestially inundating every

aspect of your beleaguered life with insurmountably

unending freshness,

Every morbidly stony wall that you encountered in your

way; eventually proves to be a resplendent sky;

vibrantly enshrouding your haplessly shattered senses

with bountiful timelessness,

Every sardonically cynical abuse that you encountered

in your way; eventually proves to be a unassailable

fortress of solidarity; bestowing you with the

tenacity to perennially flower in the chapter of

mystically replenishing existence,

Every brutally savage kick that you encountered in

your way; eventually proves to be an unflinching path

to blazing success; embracing each iota of your

miserably dwindling existence; with overwhelmingly

unsurpassable fortitude,

Every satanic whirlpool of tears that you encountered

in your way; eventually proves to be a waterfall of

everlasting jubilation; perpetuating each of your

drearily dolorous nerves with the; mantra of

altruistic contentment,

Every dungeon of horrifically salacious boredom that

you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

blanket of compassionately enthralling enthusiasm;

becoming your most invaluably glorious asset to; soar

high each instant of life,

Every indiscriminately uncouth rejection that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an

astoundingly panoramic rainbow of triumph; with the

entire Universe saluting your; inherently benevolent

prowess,

Every coldblooded meal of stone that you encountered

in your way; eventually proves to be a ravishingly

eternal fruit of Nature’s euphoric creation; divinely

pacifying your savagely frazzled demeanor,

Every grotesquely ghastly distortion that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an

island of exhilarating charisma; blessing each of your

barbarically anguished veins; with magically

miraculous enchantment,

Every sordidly frigid avalanche of ice that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

poignant entrenchment of amiable sharing; enlightening

your life with the most gregariously sacrosanct

religion of; eternal mankind,

Every worthlessly devilish slap that you encountered

in your way; eventually proves to be an ocean of

unassailable accolade; majestically rewarding you for

your; intrepidly unstoppable and benign perseverance,

Every ominously malicious hostility that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

gloriously marvelous dusk of victory; beamingly

bequeathing upon you the never-dying spirit of;

timeless survival,

Every painstakingly feeble globule of sweat that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be the

scent of astronomical courage; unequivocally

escalating you into the clouds of; bloomingly

unshakable success,

Every disdainfully disgusting dirt that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

planet of irrevocable purity; beautifully cleansing

every pore of your devastated countenance; with the

profuse yearning to forever surge forward in life,

Every lecherously abominable hatred that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

fountain of pricelessly unconquerable love;

unbelievably caressing each invidiously corrupt

element of your soul; with the sparkling goodness of

creation,

And every vindictively sullen corpse of death that you

encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a

divine sky of existence; making you immortally stand

up to the devil; and gloriously spawn once again; into

a tale of mystically undefeated life .

TWO WORDS OF LOVE

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives lying by the dilapidated gutters; and

today they had blissfully mushroomed into

unconquerable monarchs of the biggest corporate

empires,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives insidiously languishing like an

inconspicuous insect; and today they had blossomed

into a bountifully beautiful flower; spreading their

stupendous redolence; to even the most remotest

corners of this devastated planet,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives stumbling incessantly even before they

could alight a single foot; and today they had

sprouted into the most impregnable kingdoms; of

unbelievably Herculean strength,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives gruesomely submerged beneath a pile of

mud and with trespassers uncouthly spitting upon their

slavering skins; and today they had fructified into an

unfathomable river of enchantingly everlasting melody,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives stagnating like insipid shit near the

morbid graveyards; and today they had bloomed into an

aristocratic empire of vibrantly unending prosperity,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives indefatigably begging on the obsolete

streets; and today they had embedded their places

irrefutably; upon the marvelously scintillating throne

of charismatic strength,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives being tyrannically lambasted by nothing

else but the most horrific of abuse; and today they

had silenced the entire Universe; with the

unsurpassable power of their royal artistry,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives suffering devastatingly cursed defeat;

and today they had triumphantly blazed through even

the most obsolete corner of hell; regally embossing

the impression of their unassailable superiority to

far and wide across this planet,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives staring into despicably despondent

nothingness; and today they had evolved a civilization

of contemporarily invincible magic; on even the

slightest of winds that they caressed,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives being an infinitesimally rotting shadow

which more often than necessary disappeared into the

corpse; and today they had added every glittering

versatility to their; astounding repertoire of vibrant

existence,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives as stray puddles of stinkingly

impoverished water; and today they had pricelessly

become the rain of vivaciously unrelenting charisma;

for every bereaved patch of scorching earth,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives in savage destruction and abhorrent

war; and today they had become the most miraculously

revered surgeons of philanthropic justice;

Omnisciently healing even the most inexplicably brutal

of wounds,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives stealing fruits from the fields to

placate their insurmountably hungry stomachs; and

today they had boundless estates of their own; in

which they uninhibitedly danced all night and day with

the biscuits of; perpetually shimmering silver,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives hopelessly sleeping by the deserted

dogs on the roads; and today they had become the most

richest organisms on this planet; with even infinite

hands proving a fraction too less to count their

majestic gold,

There were some who commenced the very first moments

of their lives being ruthlessly orphaned and kicked by

the conventionally murderous society; and today they

had incredulously procreated a township of their own;

an entrenchment in which everything reflected traces

of their poignant blood,

There were some who had commenced the very first

moments of their lives being subjected to vindictively

diabolical curses; and today they had celestially

inculcated the power to accurately prognosticate the

future of countless on their fingertips; have the

entire earth encapsulated in their impregnable shadow,

There were some who had commenced the very first

moments of their lives wailing in traumatized anguish

without their beloved; and today they had

spectacularly spun a tale of seductive romance on

every entity that confronted them; reigning supreme in

the souls of one and all; alike,

There were some who had commenced the very first

moments of their lives frantically gasping for even a

pinchful of breath; and today they had risen to that

level of unchallengable divinity; wherein the solution

to any dilemma lay fragrantly entrenched in their

mesmerizing palms,

And there were some like me; and believe me I am not

ashamed the slightest to proclaims this;

Who had come on this God’s sacred earth with not even

a penny in their penurious pockets and with two words

of love; and were profoundly proud to quit it whenever

he wanted; again still without a penny in their

penurious pockets; and with still two words of

immortal love .

THE KEY TO LOVE

The key to clamber the steep slope of the mountain; was a knotted rope;
blended with overwhelming spirit of adventure,
The key to drive a car; was articulate maneuvering of the steering wheel;
along with gallons of golden gasoline,
The key to solve an enigmatic riddles; was flexing the brain to unsurpassable limits;
and intense concentration,
The key to grow sumptuous grass on undulating expanse of land;
was to sprinkle it with water and fertilizer,
The key to quench insatiable thirst; was to consume a glass of cool and revitalizing water,
The key to feel enlightened; was to stare unrelentingly in open space;
sleep under the twinkling stars,
The key to becoming learned; was to grasp basic ingredients of mystical life;
keeping the ears open to prevailing sounds,
The key to overcoming gruesome blackness; was illuminating the atmosphere with dazzling light,
The key to swim through choppy currents of the swirling ocean;
was dexterous movements of the hands and feet; compounded with exorbitant stamina,
The key to sketch the intricate silhouette of landscape;
was articulate fingers; adroitly molding the bristles of paintbrush,
The key to annihilating the venom in a snake; is ruthlessly snapping off its fangs,
The key to pelting showers of torrential rain; was an agglomerate of sinister black clouds,
The key to procuring salubrious white eggs; was to rear a robust hen,
The key to controlling haphazard flow of traffic; was to scrupulously regulate the timing of signals,
The key to produce mesmerizing tunes; was to tickle the vocal chords deep down the throat;
float wholesomely in a world of surreal fantasy,
The key to dancing traditionally; was to generate nimble strokes of the feet;
gyrating to the cadence of sound,
The key to an immaculately sparkling complexion;
was diligently consuming fresh fruits from the farm,
The key to cleanliness; was incorporating stringently in all; a sense of hygiene,
The key to combat vandalism; was to reinforce vacant arenas with formidable security,
The key to blissful relaxation; was easing cumbersome tensions from the brain;
reinvigorating it with perfume,
The key to stay perpetually happy; was to smile; profoundly appreciate the newness of nature,
The key to winning marathon sprints;
was exerting the muscles of chest and legs to tumultuous capacity,
The key to unprecedented success in life; is an overwhelming desire to achieve;
followed by hard work,
And the key to perennial love; was listening to the inner most tunes of throbbing heart;
implementing the same to manifest them into reality.

LASTING IMPRESSIONS

The plain cow milk steaming on the stove looked pretty bland;
with infinite bubbles emanating from its persona,
However the color of the liquid; with the blend of surplus vitamins impregnated left in my mind a lasting impression.
The tapered blades of ceiling fan appeared quite ordinary;
with a series of inconspicuous blemishes adorning the same,
However the exuberant draughts of air it generated;
transforming the blazing atmosphere into one with sedative cool; left in my mind a lasting impression.
The branches of the colossal oak tree looked rustic and indigenous with century old corrugations protruding from its exteriors,
However clusters of green leaves sprouting from its body;
and the vivacious squirrels clambering its surface; left in my mind a lasting impression.
The thunderclouds in the sky appeared dangerously ominous;
casting a diabolical look on the earth,
However voraciously pelting droplets of rain; accompanied with streaks of silver lightning;
left in my mind a lasting impression.
The beer in the cylindrical bottle looked like any ordinary liquid;
with its plum color not attracting paramount attention,
However the exhilaration that occurred after consuming it;
the umpteenth fantasies that revolved incessantly; left in my mind a lasting impression.
Swarms of bees in the hive appeared disillusioning;
buzzing with discordant cacophony at unprecedented heights from the ground,
However the nectar oozing from their diminutive bodies; the sharpness of their sting;
left in my mind a lasting impression.
The serrated skin alligator in the river waters looked supremely menacing;
with its gigantic teeth ready to pulverize innocent bones to chowder,
However the kingly fashion in which it slithered on the slippery mud;
the agility with which it swam in water; left in my mind a lasting impression.
The rusty iron nail extruding from the mundane wall appeared disdainful and disparaging;
with innumerable crusts of skin peeling of,
However the tenacity it exerted against the brick; its capacity to join pieces of loose wood;
left in my mind a lasting impression.
The pigeons soaring high in the clouds didn t grab much attention;
as they ubiquitously inhabited every nook and cranny of the globe,
However the dexterity with which they managed to stay airborne;
their occasional bouts of melodious chirping; left in my mind a lasting impression.
The cars traversing the streets looked like robotic monsters polluting the air;
with their wailing horns disrupting the stillness in the atmosphere,
However the swashbuckling speeds at which they traveled;
the intricate imprints they left on wet mud; left in my mind a lasting impression.
The multiple hair broomstick lying solitary on the stony ground appeared full of remorse;
with all those passing kicking it vehemently,
However the tones of dust it cleaned from cloistered interiors of the dilapidated room;
the sparkling complexion that it imparted to the ordinary floor; left in my mind a lasting impression.
The bell hovering low from the dome shaped roof looked like it needed fresh coats of paint;
partially obscuring the view of the omniscient creator,
However the jingling sound it produced when struck;
the mystical reverberation that occurred as an aftermath; left in my mind a lasting impression.
And scores of children I visited in the orphanages appeared quite bedraggled;
with sticky mucus flowing rampantly from their eyes and ears,
Blatant streaks of dirt lining their faces; torn rags embellishing their impoverished demeanor,
However the innocence in their immaculate eyes; the boisterousness in their voice; and their vigor to fight against all impediments; left in my mind a lasting impression.

EXTRACTIONS

I extracted curd from pure cows milk; after sequestering it for marathon hours from light,
I extracted stupendously sweet honey from catacomb beehives; after adroitly wading the stinging bees away,
I extracted scintillating pearls from the corrugated oyster shell; after fetching the same from fathomless depths of the ocean,
I extracted poignant salt powder from the sea; after stringently drying the water under the dazzling sun,
I extracted succulent fruits from the towering tree; after many years of planting its inconspicuous seed,
I extracted royal skin from the ominous persona of leopard; after decimating his long whiskered body,
I extracted crystalline water from the belly of earth; after digging to unsurpassable distances below the ground,
I extracted lethal poison from the slithering reptile; after severing its hideous pair of toxic fangs,
I extracted tones of stench and prurient debris; after profoundly squeezing the skin of a rotten vegetable,
I extracted a plethora of hidden insinuations; after attentively listening to the bureaucrat’s flowery speech,
I extracted a bountiful ocean of redolence; after assembling a cluster of lilies in the flower vase,
I extracted robust supply of air completely encompassing the squalid room; after I merely caressed the conventional plastic switch labeled as fan,
I extracted compact cubes of triangular ice; after wholesomely freezing the large pitcher of water lying solitary on the slab,
I extracted gold from mundane land cultivating a fleet of crops on it; after onerously digging the soil with my gleaming pickaxe,
I extracted naked electricity from loosely dangling wires; after touching them with my profoundly wet hands,
I extracted a battalion of brilliant rays from the sun; after unrelentingly staring at it for several minutes,
I extracted sparkling foam from the rotund bar of soap; after vigorously kneading it into fine lather with my bohemian palms,
I extracted scores of raw minerals from the gargantuan body of rock; after delving deep and distantly far into its crevices,
I extracted loads of uninhibited love from my mother; after taking birth from her sacrosanct womb,
I extracted unparalleled empathy from my beloved; after making her the one and only queen of my heart,
And I extracted an omnipotent spirit to exist from life; after having being bestowed upon the form of a human; inhaling gallons of fresh air; by the Divine Creator.

HEARTS

The heart of crystalline egg shell; lies in life bestowing yellow yolk,
The heart of a fortified brick wall; lies in the amalgamated stone,
The heart of slippery spider; lies in satiny threads of its web,
The heart of tubular body bone; lies in amounts of calcium it impregnates,
The heart of colossal ocean; lies in the intense fervor of salt it possesses,
The heart of humming bee; lies in sumptuous stacks of honey inhabiting the apiary,
The heart of a thoroughbred stallion; lies in its majestically muscled angular leg,
The heart of a tortoise; lies in obdurate covering of its shell,
The heart of an automobile; lies in its proficiency to adeptly brake,
The heart of a postman; lies in philanthropic bundles of letter’s awaiting to be delivered,
The heart of a venomous mosquito; lies in frugal vials of sting circulating through its persona,
The heart of a light bulb; lies in bare currents of electricity regulating its radiance,
The heart of brackish mud; lies in its prowess to produce fertile crop,
The heart of succulent grass; lies in profound coatings of chlorophyll imparted by sun,
The heart of a four poster bed; lies in silken sponge which can instill celestial siesta,
The heart of golden butter; lies in unprecedented calories secretly imprisoned,
The heart of the inflated python; lies in its invincible power to strangulate innocent prey,
The heart of shabbily attired clouds; lies in gallons of rain about to plummet down,
The heart of scintillating stone; lies in its transparence under brilliant rays of light,
The heart of the iron clad sailing ship; lies in its dogmatic vigor to wade through stormy waters,
The heart of a tribal cow; lies in freshly extracted pails of virgin milk,
The heart of eloquent speech; lies in the fleshy organ of tongue encompassed by mouth,
The heart of ravishing food;
lies in flatulence that inevitably develops a few seconds after consumption,
The heart of a famished dog; lies in piquant slices of raw meat,
The heart of a musician; lies solely in the mesmerizing cadence of voice,
The heart of a fanatic lover; lies captivated by the person he adores,
The heart of a tall edifice; lies in the stolidity of its deep dug foundation,
The heart of the jungle; lies in the enigmatic river trespassing through its interiors,
The heart of the nightingale; lies in enchanting tunes emanating from its beak,
The heart of the mountain; lies in gigantic tunnels embedded with boisterous lava,
The heart of unsolicited beauty; lies in supreme simplicity,
The heart of the diabolical demon; lies in clusters of his menacing teeth,
And the heart of all humans lies in; sources of opulence; the person whom they love;
and the deity they ardently worship.

DANCE

The foliage of leaves embossed on the maple tree; danced to turbulent currents of air,
The intricate hands of timepiece; danced coherently with the unwinding of machinery,
The crisp sheets of bonded paper; danced frivolously to the scribbling with writing pen,
The placid demeanor of river water; danced sumptuously to vociferous inputs from floating ships,
The rusty grey persona of the innocuous donkey; danced in indignation when deliberately kissed by cigarette butt,
The succulent fruits high up in the tree; danced in passionate zeal when struck with torrential draughts of rain,
The obnoxiously slimy body of tadpole; danced nimbly in fresh ponds of monsoon water,
A plethora of cold blooded criminals victimized common man; danced unrelentingly to fat pads of printed currency,
Scores of fragrant roses on the sprawling landscapes; danced when visited upon by the humming bee,
The abhorrent caricature of the wall lizard; danced tantalizingly when it witnessed helpless insects in close proximity,
The translucent fountains of water; danced in enchantment when struck with a myriad of opalescent color,
The network of cable wires dangling at unprecedented heights in the air;
danced in submission when fed with sumptuous amounts of white electricity,
The crystal shard of transparent glass; danced with exuberance when shown illusions of ravishing beauty,
A group of youngsters at the ostentatious disco; danced with boisterous energy after consuming barrels of intoxicating liquor,
The battalion of soldiers clad in neat uniform, danced in organized synchrony as patronizing rhymes diffused from the loud speaker,
Infinite souls; danced in solitary confinement even years after the person was buried,
The fleet of birds danced tenaciously; high up in the clouds; when granted impetus by vibrant pouches of breeze,
The prisoner held captive in jail; danced with spurts of anguish when whipped by a belt dipped in onion curry,
The animate and inanimate existing; danced onerously in front of god; to get reprieve from tumultuous sorrow,
And I danced sporadically to tunes emanating from my heart; with mesmerizing impressions of the girl I loved at close quarters from my face.

THROUGH THE CORNER OF MY EYE

The palace looked enchanting like a festoon of blossoming flowers;
blended profusely with shimmering lights,
It however appeared blurred and incoherently hazy; when I attempted to see it through the corner of my eye.
The celestial moon in the sky looked like an animate ocean of white pearls,
The same appeared distorted; with slim outlines of ashen grey,
when I inadvertently attempted to sight it through the corner of my eye.
The compact sedans traversing city streets; looked like silver fish in the sea with silken grace,
They however appeared like fading mirages; disappearing into a whirlwind of obnoxious dust,
When I tried to visualize them through the corner of my eye.
The waterfall cascading down the mountain slope; looked stupendous; with a mesmerizing sound emanating,
It however appeared like a stingy trickle of liquid this time;
When I endeavored sighting it through the corner of my eye.
The statue on its pedestal in the city square looked tall and stringently domineering,
The same appeared thoroughly minuscule; utterly inconspicuous when I sighted it through the corner of my eye.
The hands of the grandfather clock; looked saliently clear and ticking with meticulous perfection,
However I had onerous difficulty deciphering the time;
When I tried to picture the same through the corner of my eye.
The silhouette of ship floating on the ocean; looked like embossed with infinite number of ivory tusks,
I however had to strain my mind to entangle; whether it was a ship or a boat,
When I perspired seeing it through the corner of my eye.
Her magnanimous persona; seemed to radiate waves of indispensable love;
looked like an innocuous fairy having descended from the sky,
And let me say this explicitly friends; that it appeared all the more profound;
exquisitely glorious,
This time when I tried to sight her through the corner of my eye.

A LITTLE BIT OF

A little bit of water to quench my thirst; pacifying smoldering flames in my throat,
A little bit of cloth encapsulating my shriveled demeanor; offering me warmth,
A little bit of shoe covering my chapped feet; facilitating me to execute handsome strides,
A little bit of chocolate rum; to impregnate my body with warmth in shivering cold,
A little bit of stone roof over my head; shielding me from the acerbic sun and pelting rain,
A little bit of hair on my scalp; cushioning my bones from body blows of the iron bludgeon,
A little bit of pungent chili in my mouth; tingling dormant zones of my palette,
A little bit of car to roam about uninhibited; gliding enigmatically through winding lanes of the valley,
A little bit of sunshine filtering through the window; stringently fumigating forlorn memories of the past,
A little bit of steam bath at dawn; reinvigorating exhausted muscles of my body,
A little bit of silver watch wound on my wrist; incessantly highlighting the exact time of the day,
A little bit pencil lead in my hands; prompting me to inundate barren sheets of paper with literature,
A little bit of tear in my crystal eyes; portraying a plethora of effusive emotions,
A little bit of entangled rope; on which I could vigorously roll and swing,
A little bit of sweat dribbling down my chest; revealing signs of exhilaration,
A little bit of greenery besieging my vision; catapulting me into waves of ecstatic jubilation,
A little bit of slimy reptile in my arms; cuddling me with its enchanting charm,
A little bit of camera slung over my shoulder; capturing innumerable objects in proximity,
A little bit of moonshine infiltrating through my skin; accentuating its radiance and supple complexion,
A little bit of cream butter to smear on roasted bread; to savor the pinnacle of appetizing taste,
A little bit of leather riveted to my hands; enabling me to punch my fists in air,
A little bit of agility in my legs; helping me clamber the steep mountain,
A little bit of tinted glass camouflaging my eye; obliterating my vision from acrid rays of the sun,
A little bit of unscrupulous joke; provoking me to burst into unrestrained pools of laughter,
A little bit of stuffed cotton quilt; for me to blissfully sleep in the treacherous night,
A little bit of blessing from the creator; to assist me in versatile arenas of my life,
And a little bit of love; from the girl I intensely loved,
Is all that I needed to rekindle my soul; making me feel I was wholesomely alive.

THEY DIDN’T SPARE ME EVEN AFTER MY DEATH

When I was just born; witnessing the first rays of brilliant dawn,
swinging innocuously in my rustic cradle; with intricate bells jingling over my forehead,
they asked me whether I wanted honey or frosty milk.
When I grew a little older; crawling onerously on my spongy pair of feet, crying effusively; emitting volatile tears from my cheek,
They asked me whether; I wanted a toy; embracing and hoisting me high in their arms.
When I started going to school; voraciously pedaling my dilapidated bicycle,
Chewing my crimson colored lips; which superbly blended with my babyish white tinge,
They asked me insistently; about the marks I had secured in my arithmetic paper.
When I scrupulously passed high school; passing with exorbitant marks in a plethora of subjects,
The surreal days of childhood; now an evanescent memory of the past,
They asked me the arenas I was going to specialize; trying to decode my aptitude towards life.
When I transited to realms of youth; with impetuous blood circulating in slender veins,
Bulging muscles protruding from the flimsy fabric of my knitted shirt,
They asked me; the ways and indispensable means to perspire in the sun and earn.
When I procreated a battalion of progeny of my own,
Devoting infinite hours of the day; catering to their boisterous demands,
They asked me; whether the children were mine or did I adopt them.
When I acquired the form of an old man; with grizzly hair encompassing my scalp,
An ocean of bones drooping in my body; with gaping holes clearly visible as I blatantly opened my mouth,
They asked me; how much I had achieved in the tenure of my life,
Trying to test reserve levels of my prevailing endurance.
And eventually when I departed for my heavenly abode; succumbing to perils of old age,
The amalgamate of supple flesh and bones in my body; reduced to sacrosanct ash,
They mercilessly asked the cause of my death; the amount of affluence I had accumulated and now safely stored.

SILENT SPECTATORS

They polluted the atmosphere with obnoxious gas; toxic sprays of repulsive insecticide,
Hunted for treasured species dense foliage of the jungle; ruthlessly chopping animate green that confronted their way,
The cluster of immaculate trees; observed the proceedings in mute silence as silent spectators.
They marauded the sapphire ocean with tankers full of deplorable crude oil,
Disrupted the synchrony of ocean bed by traversing through monstrous submarines,
Scores of fish; blissful coral; watched the tyranny unleash as silent spectators.
They whipped innocuous people with thorny belts; making them cry and profusely bleed,
Snatched indispensable morsels of food from the miserably afflicted,
The siblings of the same; watched the strokes of rampant vandalism on their parents as silent spectators.
They uprooted her nest from snuggled interiors and dark corners,
Made a travesty of her eggs; banging the shell hard with the obdurate ground,
The mother bird welled up tears in her eyes; and that was all she could;
watching her dreams crumble to ashes as a silent spectator.
They planted lethal explosives in its core,
Bombing the undulating colossal structure; for mining gold coin,
Splinters of mud erupted along with the bare skin of wandering sheep,
And the gargantuan mountain watched its destruction as a silent spectator.
They spit saliva blended with red betel on his legs,
Made lewd comments; supplemented with a volley of expletives as they passed him,
The statue of the revered historian; stared helplessly at the miscreants as a silent spectator.

The lady took bizarre steps to assassinate it,
Consumed the most poisonous of drugs to annihilate its possible trace,
The infant yet to be born; watched the brutal proceedings in its mothers womb;
as a silent spectator.
She plotted ingenious ways and means to leave me,
Rebuked me contemptuously in front of hordes of people,
I knew I was penalized for no fault of mine; and I watched her tumultuous anger explode as a silent spectator.
There is no power more stronger than the omnipotent creator,
It is indeed he who chalks out our destiny to unfold,
All we can do is attempt our very best; to diligently fulfill our quota of responsibilities,
The best we can to help the impoverished; and watch the rest happen as silent spectators.

EVOLUTION

Every minuscule bud projecting from fertile clay; evolved into a fragrant flower;
intensely spreading its ravishing aroma,
When sprinkled regularly with bountiful water blended in commensurate proportions of cow manure.
Every mystical star sighted in the cosmos; evolved gradually into the opalescent moon,
When perceived with a perpetual vision; amalgamating the entire sky in the condensed silhouette of whiteness.
Every bare brick coated with flimsy sand; evolved painstakingly into the monumental building,
When stacked dexterously forming a tall structure; slapped vigorously with fillings of piquant paint.
Every egg impregnated with yolk; evolved assiduously into an innocuous fledgling,
When provided conducive amounts of heat by its mother; nourished in entirety by her blood.
Every hillock of silver sand; evolved into the mammoth mountain with steep valleys,
When the mighty wind deposited a conglomerate of mud and debris on a daily basis;
thereby changing complexion of the inconspicuous pile.
Every wave of the tiny river; gradually evolved into the gigantic ocean,
As it onerously flowed confronting a plethora of bulky branches and stone;
finally linking with the frosty ocean.
Every bit of tentative fish floating insipidly in the sea; evolved after several years into the preposterously huge whale,
As it unrelentingly fed on a relishing meal of coral and sea weed; basked for marathon hours in full light of the radiant sun.
Every chimpanzee inhabiting the dense forests; evolved after infinite years into man;
After undergoing dramatic metamorphosis; learning to acclimatize with the civilized society.
Every drizzle of water trickling from the sky; sequentially evolved into thunderous rain,
With accentuated accumulation of ominous black clouds; provoking the assemblage to pelt down In fury.
And every bit of hatred residing on this earth; eventually evolved into perpetual love,
When dealt with tumultuous passion and unbiased love; a philanthropic attitude to care.

HUMAN GOD

He who recognizes the fertility of land; by mere caress of the strewn soil,
Smelling the scent emanating as he tramples the mud; is indeed a true farmer.
He who recognizes burglars; by simply looking straight in their eye,
Intricately reading their jugglery of body movement; complexion of their brutal face;
is a true policeman.
He who comprehends the arrival of a cyclonic storm; by the rise and fall of sea waves,
The turbulent clouds obliterating the stars; gusty draughts of wind blowing;
is a true sailor.
He who can perceive the entire structure of the grandiloquent building;
without even constructing it,
By articulately sketching its labyrinth of outlines; is a true architect.
He who can explicitly understand the disease of an individual; without asking him to divulge his lengthy background,
By innocuously touching his pulse; is a true doctor.
He who can confidently proclaim the denomination of a currency note;
without seeing a trace of it with the eye,
By scrupulously feeling its texture; weighing its body; is a true businessman.
He who can write voraciously at all times of the day; without a luxurious ambience of rain and tropical forest,
Tumultuously exercising dormant arenas of his invincible brain; is a true writer.
He who can dive head on in the fathomless valley; bereft of a parachute strapped on his back,
Gleefully gliding down whispering sedately to the floating birds; is a true adventurer.
He who can fight the greatest of war without a sword; conquering the mightiest with prowess of his speech,
Pacifying the most pugnacious by his benevolent ideas; is a true warrior.
He who spreads his entangled net in deep water; going abysmally far inside the sea,
Encountering acerbic waves and swirling storms; is a true fisherman.
He who sends the leather ball whistling past the fence; astronomical distances into the spectator stands; by the silken caress of his bat,
Running onerously on the field; bolstering the spirit of his team; is a true cricketer.
He who recites his dialogues without actually mugging them; speaking with tremendous empathy in his eyes,
Blended with loads of charisma in his demeanor; an ingratiating ability to captivate audiences;
is a true actor.
He who innovates a plethora of incredible formulae; without referring to the rules and bulky manuscripts,
Adhering to ingenuous concepts nurtured in his brain; is a true scientist.
He who can sketch mesmerizing shades of nature; synchronized patterns of human beings,
Without actually getting a chance to confront them; with a mediocre looking pencil; is a true artist.
He who can detect the problem in an automobile; by simply listening to the whirring of its engine,
Without peeping into its interior crevices; testing its spark; is a true mechanic.
He who can predict our future meticulously without knowing our date of birth;
the exact time we were born,
By simply glancing at our face; without reading the lines embossed in our palms;
is a true astrologer.
And he who can understand pain and overwhelming affliction; intense anguish of the bereaved,
The tyranny of being mutilated; sleepless nights of the destitute without consuming adequate food; helping such people achieve their goals;
is a true HUMAN GOD.

If you believed

IF YOU BELIEVED in the sweetness of royal pudding,
It s because of decayed yellow sour cream.

If you believed in blissful meadows of lush green grass,
It s because of barren landscapes scorching in the tumultuous fury of the sun.

If you believed in hi- tech computers with a plethora of software chips,
It s because of the onerous task of scribbling on sheets of jute paper.

If you believed in rich milk extracted from cow teats,
It s because of the obnoxious odor inhabiting barrels of canned milk.

If you believed in luxury sedans traversing with silken grace,
It s because of the aching feet rendered sore due the onset of age.

If you believed in holistic sunlight filtering through your skin pores,
It s because of disease breeding in an ambience of ghastly darkness.

If you believed in crisp notes of dollar currency,
It s because of intractable woes of misery and starvation to death.

If you believed in dancing to pulsating beats of country music,
It s because of the tension that encapsulates you while lying solitary.

If you believed in consuming blood red apple juice,
It s because of dreary exhaustion sapping exuberance from your brain.

If you believed in bathing in torrential rain tumbling down,
It s because of the claustrophobic showers projecting from the bathroom rail.

If you believed in inhaling the fresh scent of moistened earth,
It s because of the bountiful smoke drifting in atmosphere.

If you believed in laughing all night long,
It s because of the saline tears that poured incessantly down your cheek.

If you believed in the ergonomic interiors of your cane roof house,
It s because of bitter currents of cold you encountered on the streets.

If you believed in pursuing the quest for education,
It s because of tags of stigmatic tags of illiteracy riveted to your persona.

If you believed in cruising on the grandiloquent ship,
It s because of fear of drowning in unfathomably deep waters of the ocean.

If you believed in sipping black cocktail drinks from crystal mugs,
It s because of unseething agony that grips your heart.

If you believed in adorning the wrists with a sports watch,
It s because of insecurity generated when oblivious to time.

If you believed sleeping like a demon all throughout the vigils of winter night,
It s because of the overwhelming work that awaits your anatomy the succeeding day.

If you believed in loving someone with all your heart and soul,
It s because of meaningless existence that divests all purpose in life.

If you believed in cool waves of air leaking from the air conditioner,
It s because of blistering waves of heat striking you left, right, and center.

If you believed in placid light of the opalescent moon,
It s because of blinding rays of the peninsula of sun.
If you believed in benevolent goodness that exists,
It s because of volatile outbursts of violent crime.

If you believed in immaculate anecdotes of truth,
It s because of insatiable deception camouflaging the world.

If you believed in youth bustling with euphoric fervor,
It s because of perils that come uninvited in realms of old age.

And if you believed in the supreme aura of sacrosanct godhead,
It s simply because of the gruesome devil.

BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH

BETWEEN THE OMINOUS black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze placidly cooling the atmosphere,
Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night,
Between the summit of colossal mountain and the dusty roads; there lies the delectably gurgling waterfall; dissipating into silken froth,
Between the mammoth tusked elephant and the minuscule ant; there lies the innocuous rabbit; playing hide and seek amidst the labyrinth of bushes,
Between the bombastic Mercedes and the threadbare tricycle; there lies a bike; zipping past the landscapes at lightening speeds,
Between the transparent mirror and mounds of abominable coal; there lies murky coins of silver; incarcerating all in vicinity with their mystical spell,
Between the stupendously exotic rose and the infinitesimal granules of free soil; there lies nimble blades of grass; voraciously tickling trespassers with their tantalizing tendrils,
Between the obstreperously screeching train and the perpetually silent valley; there lies the bubbling river; granting substantial reprieve from the agony of sweltering sun,
Between hostile thorns of cactus and the sweet curry of pulverized sugar; there lies the robust apple imparting a voluptuous flavor the instant you masticated it,
Between the profusely embellished statue and heap of fetid garbage;
there lies the succulent coconut with a pool of tangy water impregnated in its womb,
Between the grandiloquent castle and the shoddily attired iron drainpipe; there lies the seaside hut; with waves of the ocean sporadically against its windows,
Between the melodiously singing nightingale and the discordantly Wailing mosquito; there lies the sly fox; whistling harmoniously in open space,
Between the pot bellied giant and the inconspicuous infant; there lies the impetuous youngster; euphorically wandering around,
Between the bird soaring astronomically high and the slithering lizard;
there lies the opalescent butterfly flirtatiously fluttering its wings,
Between impeccable truth and nefarious evil; there lies the mischievous monkey playing pranks to appease mankind,
Between the sanctimoniously rich and the bedraggled beggar; there lies the common man; trying to struggle every unleashing minute for existence,
Between garish velvet and immaculate fibers of white; there lies the grey squirrel; frantically trying to search its burrow before sunset,
Between immortal love and superficial hatred; there lies philanthropic friendship; propagating its essence far and wide,
And between new born life and perilously old death; there lie sweet experiences; which add color to living; a dynamic vibrancy to breath.

THERE WAS NOTHING LIKE OFFICE

THERE WAS NOTHING like stink; in the dictionary of the rose; blossoming in the mesmerizing ambience of the valley,
There was nothing like cowardice in the dictionary of the lion; roaring its way thunderously through the dense outgrowths of the jungle,
There was nothing like adulteration in the dictionary of the gushing stream; cascading down the pristine slopes of the gorgeous mountain,
There was nothing like pessimism in the dictionary of the Sun; inundating every spot of earth with blistering rays and dazzling shine,
There was nothing like stain in the dictionary of the eraser; as it ruthlessly annihilated every blemish that it came across and caressed,
There was nothing like color in the dictionary of milk; as it oozed out impeccably white from the teats of the mother,
There was nothing like laziness in the dictionary of the clock; as it ticked diligently; without gasping the slightest for breath all round the clock,
There was nothing like dryness in the dictionary of the clouds; as they showered unrelentingly; flooding scorching mass of sand with heavenly water,
There was nothing like pandemonium in the dictionary of the valley; as it reverberated its echoes sonorous and clear; piercing every nook and cranny of the atmosphere,
There was nothing like sleep in the dictionary of the owl; as it incorrigibly kept awake all night; without batting its eyelids the slightest,
There was nothing like straightness in the dictionary of a dog; as it inevitably kept curling its tail; as hard as you might try and compress it,
There was nothing like euphoria in the dictionary of a yawn; as it was a perennial indication of a person to blissfully close his eyes; snore and sleep,
There was nothing like freezing in the dictionary of the fire; which leapt in handsome flames to try and sizzle the cosmos,
There was nothing like weakness in the dictionary of the boxer; whose swollen fists; craved inexorably to drill a hole through the wall,
There was nothing like bragging in the heart of a humanitarian; whose sole purpose in life was to uplift the downtrodden society,
There was nothing like empathy in the tears of the corrupt politician; who simply cried to gain votes and sympathy of the masses,
There was nothing like manipulation in the dictionary of the mother; as every word she uttered was in the benefit of her child,
There was nothing like devil in the dictionary of the temple; where sacrosanct bells kept ringing the essence of existence till eternity,
There was nothing like death in the dictionary of God;
as he was immortal; guiding the destiny of all from the skies,
And there was nothing like office in the dictionary of my mind; as I was overwhelmingly busy in composing poetry; engrossed in poetic fantasy and entirely oblivious to the vagaries of this mercenary world .

I CARE A DAMN ABOUT THIS WORLD

WHEN I WAS POOR and begging on the streets with my arms stretched; they said that I didn t have skill to earn money,
When I was fast asleep on the bed drowned in realms of exotic fantasy; they said that I was lazy and fit for nothing,
When I was walking at electric speeds through the lanes; they said that I a trifle too active; fidgeted about without any rhyme or reason,
When I was merrily eating breakfast; they said that I had a gargantuan appetite,
When I gallivanted mischievously on my bicycle; they said that I simply couldn’t afford a car,
When I recited stanzas from the Shakespeare without stuttering the slightest; they said that I had consumed steroids,
When I donated mammoth sums of money for the betterment of the orphaned; they said that I had ulterior motives behind my chivalrous pretence,
When I diligently took bath thrice a day; they said that I was wasting precious water,
When I smiled sympathetically towards the destitute women; they said that I had lecherous intents,
When I danced in ecstatic jubilation; they said that I was polluting the atmosphere with my horrendous tunes,
When I inadvertently killed mosquitoes hovering around my eardrum; they said that I had committed gruesome murder,
When I inevitably sneezed in a cloud of obnoxious smoke; they said that I contaminated the ambience with my spit,
When I looked at my watch from time to time; waiting anxiously for my wife; they said that I had maniacal tendencies,
When I blissfully read books on literature; they said that I was wasting and condemning precious time,
When I wrote volumes of poetry propagating the spirit of mankind; they said that I was a disdainful piece of burden on the surface of earth,
When I assiduously worked on the computer screen for hours on the trot; they said that I was thoroughly rebuking the pen,
When I boisterously swam in the ocean; they said that I was endangering the aquatic fish,
When I amicably patted my pet dog; they said that I had simply no sense of health and hygiene,
When I covered myself with a quilt to evade the freezing world; they said that I was a coward of the highest degree,
When I stared passionately at my beloved; they said that I had just been released from the mental asylum,
When I sometimes spoke in innocent whispers; they said that I resembled a new born child,
When I lit a candle to pray to god; they said that I had deliberately broken the enchantment of the night,
When I commenced my journey towards the 100th floor of the building in the escalator; they said that I had no legs of mine at all,
When I sketched the enamoring shapes of the valley with my rustic paints; they said that I didn t posses the ability to write,
When I incessantly lay on the feet of my mother; they said that I was entirely oblivious to the vagaries of this world,
When I meticulously solved mind boggling puzzles of arithmetic; they said that I was very commercial minded,
When I sipped apple juice from the scintillating glass; they said that I stripped several others to satiate my hunger,
When I chewed my nails in raw nervousness; they said that I lacked all ethical values; belonged to the indigenous society,
When I cried vociferously; lamenting the loss of my beloved; they said that it simply a cover to sequester the fact that I had murdered her,
When I worked like a dog in office to achieve astronomical limits; they said that I was a workaholic completely disoriented from the spiritual world,
When I locked my house at night to guard my family against evil; they said that I lacked the virtue of being fearless,
When I fixed the tyre of my car after it had got punctured; they said that I looked like a mechanic,
When I shaved unruly strands of beard from my cheek at dawn; they said that I appeared like a shy girl,
When I hurled a volley of abuse at the thieves intimidating a priest; they said that I was ill-mannered and uncultured,
When I engulfed my forehead with a flabby cap in the peak of summer; they said that I was trying to hide my baldness,
When I went to the temple without wearing my shoes;
they said that I didn’t have the capacity to purchase one,
When I went to meditate blissfully in the heart of the jungle; they said that I had suddenly metamorphosed into an insane relic,
When I gulped pure and holistically radiant vegetable food; they said that I was trying to disrupt the eco-system,
When I spoke in the language prevalent in my country;
they said that I profoundly castigated all other dialects,
When I enveloped my persona in a jet black shirt; they said that I had an aversion for impeccable white,
When I stood tall and domineering in the crowd; they said that I was being showing off and pretending to be bombastic,
When I clenched my teeth in supreme anger; they said that I was trying to display the color of my foreign toothpaste,
When I blew mystical whistles from my mouth; they said that I was trying to be cheeky with young maidens,
When I served milk to all the starved I encountered in the hutments; they said that I had blended poison in prolific quantities,
When I slept with my feet facing the opposite side of the church; they said that God resides everywhere,
When I expressed my philanthropic wish to donate blood; they said that the reason for my being so benign was because I had deadly aids,
When I transgressed barechested on the grass to relieve my overwhelming tension; they said that I suddenly become bankrupt,
When I procreated a battalion of children to continue the chapter of my existence; they said that I had indulged in licentious and sinful acts,
When I viewed images from the television at close quarters after my meals; they said that I was addicted to sleazy entertainment,
When I wore shimmering gemstones on my fingers to have an impact on my destiny; they said that I had furtively stolen them,
When I ploughed the soil onerously to sow food grains;
they said that I was committing barbaric acts of brutalizing the soil,
When I passionately uttered “I Love You’ with fire in my eyes; they said that I had memorized it several times from the contemporary textbooks,
No matter what I did; they always opposed me; even if I was irrefutably right and on the path to serve humanity; poking their noses ominously into my affairs; making my life worse than the island of hell every minute; and that’s when I said to the almighty lord; that I cared a damn about this world .

YOU COULDNT BUY

YOU COULD PURCHASE a pair of teeth; but you couldn t buy their scintillating shine,
You could purchase a handsome tiger; but you couldn t buy his thunderous growl,
You could purchase a glamorous rose; but you couldn t buy its mesmerizing redolence,
You could purchase the entire valley; but you couldn t buy its unfathomable depth,
You could purchase a mammoth slab of ice; but you couldn t buy its frozen coolness,
You could purchase sprawling territories of sand; but you couldn t buy their sweltering heat,
You could purchase a cluster of opalescent striped nightingales; but you couldn t buy their enchanting voice,
You could purchase boundless meadows of grass; but you couldn t buy the coat of dew drops glistening on their surface,
You could purchase the sapphire blue dolphin; but you couldn t buy its rollicking leap,
You could purchase dexterously sculptured paintings; but you couldn t buy the artists mind,
You could purchase the colossal lake; but you couldn t buy the fish proliferating inside; every unleashing second,
You could purchase a pair of eyes from the eye bank; but you couldn t buy their emphatic rays,
You could purchase knotted fingers; but you couldn t buy the things they wrote,
You could purchase a sparkling jewel; but you couldn t buy the impact that it had on your destiny,
You could purchase a swanky car; but you couldn t buy the speeds at which it traversed,
You could purchase a slave; but you couldn t buy the uninhibited freedom of his thoughts,
You could purchase a woman; but you couldn t buy the love residing deep in her conscience,
You could purchase an idol of God; but you couldn t buy the omnipotent power it was capable of executing,
And you could purchase a heart; but you simply couldn t buy its violently palpitating beats; the overwhelming tenacity it had to grant new life .

WHO COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED

WHO COULD HAVE ever imagined that the flower so redolent and fresh in the morning; would one day collapse towards the ground in a shriveled heap?

Who could have ever imagined that the grass so green and lush in bustling autumn; would resemble a ghastly brown in the middle of inclement winter?

Who could have ever imagined that the waves swirling vivaciously in the heart of the ocean; would be frigid streams of water as they reached the silver shorelines?

Who could have ever imagined that the poignant candle flames illuminating the atmosphere; would eventually die a cowardly death with the slightest of breeze?

Who could have ever imagined that the succulent fruit of raspberry; would gruesomely rot and decay in an ambience of dead straw?

Who could have ever imagined that the immaculate and crisp fabric of shirt in the morning; would develop a plethora of blotches after undergoing the tyranny of the day?

Who could have ever imagined that the profoundly scintillating chain of white silver; would one day evolve peels of deplorable rust?

Who could have ever imagined that the milk so revitalizing and tingling; would transit into bitter cream; after a few hours of exposure in stringent light?

Who could have ever imagined that the formidable fortress constructed of exquisite quality iron and mortar; would one day lie blended with the dust; after undergoing the aftermath of a devastating earthquake?
Who could have ever imagined that the cluster of teeth so scintillating and white at dawn; would transit their demeanor into a pallid yellow after consuming the first meal of the day?

Who could have ever imagined that the crystalline gurgling stream cascading down mountain slopes in the peak of monsoon; would be a mere trickle of its original self in acerbic heat of summer?

Who could have ever imagined that crimson blood circulating rampantly through the veins; would metamorphose itself into a colorless liquid; when struck with deadly cancer?

Who could have ever imagined that the appetizing slice of toast dipped in mesmerizing marmalade; would transform into a lackluster chunk of bread; after marathon time of proximity with the mosquitoes?

Who could have ever imagined that the jungle looking so enchanting in daylight; would be a ghastly black soon after stars appeared in the firmament of sky?

Who could have ever imagined that the luxury sedan embodied with glistening interiors and lightening speeds; would be deserted on the solitary pavement; squelched to threadbare junk after the gruesome accident?

Who could have ever imagined that the eyes so exuberant and lively in the morning; would become overwhelmingly dreary and blurred; as nightfall strangulated the light in entirety?

Who could have ever imagined that stupendously melodious tunes of music emanating from the throat; would after a while become discordantly appalling when the vocal chords were exhausted?

Who could have ever imagined that sparkling and transparent patches of sky; would wholesomely lose their entity; after being inundated with ominous clouds; suddenly without any sort of prior notice?
And who could have ever imagined that man so robust and bustling in youthful fervor; would one day lie buried in his corpse; waiting for the creator to recreate him again?

REPLACEMENTS

IF BRICKS IN the edifice were replaced by inflated balloons, The colossal structure would tumble down on earth; like a pack of soft plastic cards.

If acerbic blades of the ceiling fan were; replaced with satiny Persian cloth, I would be able to kiss the contraption; even when revolving at full speeds.

If coarse cloth of jagged trouser; was replaced with succulent candy floss, There would be a battalion of red ant crawling up; devouring the sumptuous meal.

If a cluster of calcium teeth; were replaced by intricate fillings of wrought iron, The individual would have the prowess to chew the hardest of stone; yet not be able to smile.

If the gargantuan body of saline ocean; was replaced by ponds of still water, There would be no whales swimming; with frothy waves disappearing into oblivion.

If salubrious juice of jaggery; was replaced by chemical sugar, A myriad of bowels would expurgate themselves; relinquishing taste.

If shards of obdurate crystal glass; were replaced by gelatine paper, There would be a chain of robberies committed all day; with the burglars sleeping sedately throughout the night.

If every iota of soil on ground; was replaced by granules of exquisite silver, There would be no penurious existing on earth; with all green foliage ceasing to grow.

If the metal wings of aircraft; were replaced by pure cotton, The plane would acrobatically nosedive towards the ground; assassinating slim hopes of survival.

If entwined bones of body; were replaced by plum juice, The body would inevitably collapse on the ground; diminishing all hopes of plausible autopsy.

And if humans on the globe; were replaced by mechanized robots, A plethora of tasks would be executed to meticulous perfection, And the most versatile organism; would fatally succumb without learning the art of love.

PAST, PRESENT AND NEAR FUTURE

AS INNOCUOUS AS the wail of a newly born infant; sleeping blissfully in his airtight cradle,
As evanescent as the sun setting behind the mountains; giving way to the descending of night,
As nimble as the fleet footed squirrel; traversing night and day through hollow spaces of the tree,
As tender as a woman draped in pure silk; her embellished eyelids lowered a trifle in meek submission,
As redolent as the tendrils of the blossoming rose; shimmering in magnificent color under orange rays of the sun,
As impeccable as the spires of the temple; towering harmoniously towards the sky,
Was my early childhood and past.

As speedy as the flying aircraft; cutting placid currents of breeze at electric velocity,
As boisterous as the kangaroo; taking two leaps at a time,
As rambunctious as the humming bee; buzzing discordant and loud at all times,
As tenacious as the milky white moon; profoundly illuminating the ghastly darkness,
As passionate as thunder clouds colliding in the cosmos; and the subsequent pelting down of torrential rain,
As pragmatic as commercial business; equating the intricate nuances of life,
Is my robustly rubicund youth and present.

As mystical as the unfathomable gorge; the echo reverberating loud and stringent across the valley,
As mysterious as the enigmas of the universe; infinite riddles of creation left unexplored,
As inexplicable as the sporadic shedding of leaves in autumn; the rendering of lush green landscapes into barren land,
As poignant as the hood of the serpent; its fangs snaring viciously in spell bound enchantment,
As uncanny as the underground volcano; with its dormant lava unpredictably circulating all around,
And I now leave it entirely on my omniscient creator to chisel my dreams; mold my destiny; unveil my near future.

WHAT REASON HAD YOU

IF THE SMALL and inconspicuously tiny ant; could foment the mammoth elephant to collapse on the ground,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the dainty and fragile wave had the power all by itself to gradually culminate into the entire and colossal ocean,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the minuscule spider could spin its web again at thunderbolt speeds; even after it was viciously destroyed infinite number of times,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the man who was completely blind; bereft of indispensable centers of sight; could browse through boundless lines of Braille in a single day,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the frigid looking and slimy worm could build a mountain of mud; within just a matter of few hours;
dexterously carrying small pints of sand on its back,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the newly born infant could win over a million hearts; without even uttering a word; just by the virtue of its innocuous smile,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the single and infinitesimal flame of candle could illuminate the entire cover of ghastly darkness; as it burnt waveringly inside the solitary hut,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the child horrendously orphaned since birth; could become the Prime Minister of his country one fine day,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the profoundly lazy and potbellied tortoise; could win the race even when competing with the whirlwind speed rabbit,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

If the miserably stone deaf beggar; could sing melodious songs of enchanting music; being oblivious to the most faintest trace of sound since his very birth,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

And If the person even after being dead for infinite years; be immortally present everywhere through the spirit of his benevolent deeds,
Then tell me what reason had you to be afraid of life and lag behind?

ONCE UPON A TIME

EVERY TREE STANDING lanky and towering on the hills; was once upon a time a minuscule seedling,
Every dog barking discordantly on the streets; was once upon a time an innocuous pup; yelping incoherently in the darkness all around,
Every bird soaring handsomely in the sky; was once upon a time a glistening egg; incarcerated beneath soft twigs of the nest,
Every alligator slithering menacingly through the marshy swamps; was once upon a time an inconspicuous tadpole floating nimbly in still water,
Every desert sprawled over infinite territory; was once upon a time a small hillock of disdainfully colored mud,
Every star shimmering brilliantly in the cosmos; was once upon a time a tiny flame of glowing candle,
Every mountain towering domineeringly on the landscapes; was once upon a time an infinitesimal lump of clay,
Every tiger with a deafening growl philandering through the jungles;
was once upon a time an infantile cub; having bohemian paws without the slightest of nail,
Every leaf gargantuan in proportion and cascading from the tree; was once upon a time; a raw bud extruding in clusters; proliferating by the hour,
Every volcano fulminating into sizzling fountains; was once upon a time a placid stream of molten liquid,
Every patch of ominous cloud in the sky; was once upon a time thin wisps of atmosphere,
Every slab of fortified wall; was once upon a time a finely pulverized blend of burnt stone,
Every large bone of the body; was once upon a time a profoundly squelched mass of intermingles flesh,
Every squall that swept thunderously across the city; was once upon a time a droplet of saline tear that trickled down the cheek,
Every mass of lethal dynamite that exploded; was once upon a time an incongruous piece of lead,
Every wind that mightily blew in the monsoons; was once upon a time moist breath that flowed intermittently through the nostrils,
Every dinosaur trampling indiscriminately through the meadows; was once upon a time an obnoxiously scented insect,
Every mother surrounded blissfully by children; was once upon a time a freckled and embarrassed girl,
Every reptile profusely impregnated with poison; was once upon a time a stinging beetle,
And every man trespassing on the surface of land; trying to reign supreme over the entire earth; was once upon a time a particle of saw dust; simply a short stub of compressed thread; one out of the millions lying scattered in directions unprecedented.

THE GREATEST TRUTH; THE GREATEST LIE.

The greatest comfort existing; is in the moist arms of the impeccable mother,
The greatest light existing; is the dazzling glow of the flamboyantly fiery sun,
The greatest depth existing; is in the poignant eyes of your beloved,
The greatest salt existing; is in the undulating waters of the saline ocean,
The greatest blessing existing; is the one imparted by the impoverished heart,
The greatest noise existing; is the deafening roar of the fulminating volcano,
The greatest scent existing; is the one emanating profoundly from the redolent rose,
The greatest taste existing; is in the succulent cluster of ravishing plums,
The greatest length existing; is the colossal expanse of crystal blue sky,
The greatest dirt existing; is the massacre of the innocent and the deprived,
The greatest voice existing; is the enchanting sound of the nightingale,
The greatest hand existing; is the one that philanthropically helps others in times of distress,
The greatest color existing; is the one circumventing the resplendent rainbow,
The greatest water existing; is the one trapped delectably inside the hard skull of coconut,
The greatest language existing; is the one symbolizing humanity,
The greatest mirror existing; is the one intricately lining your soul,
The greatest perspiration existing; is the one that dribbled profusely after a hard days work,
The greatest joke existing; is that life is a bed of roses,
The greatest bye existing; was one executed by a dying soldier,
The greatest lie existing; is that man can live forever; and never die,
And the greatest truth existing; is unbiased love; the entity you solely continue living for .

THE LAST DAY OF HIS LIFE

He smiled as the milkman dropped milk; when usually he would swap his fingers menacingly at him; for arriving even a minute late,
He hoisted the dirty urchin high in his hands; when usually he would shoo all stray children running helter-skelter in the streets; with his stick,
He gave a handsome tip to the waiter; when usually he would scream at the top of his lungs for not being served properly,
He strolled bare chested in the sun-lit balcony; when usually he would adorn himself in the tightest of suit and glossy pant,
He danced rampantly in the rain outside; when usually he would stringently admonish all servants to shut the windows airtight; as soon as the first patch of black cloud lingered in the sky,
He ate the most piquant of chili; when usually he refrained from tasting even small pinches of common salt,
He talked loquaciously all day in a host of languages; when usually his moved his lips sternly; only when required,
He sat for hours on the bed of squalid grass; when usually he never transgressed on anything except shimmering slabs of pure marble,
He sipped chilled champagne with gay abandon; when usually he didn t touch anything except Herbal tea,
He laughed thunderously at the slightest of joke; when usually he was far too stingy even on smiles,
He drove his car himself at lightening speeds; when usually he incorrigibly refused to leave the house ever; without his driver,
He left his wrists bare; gauging the time from position of the sun;
when usually he even slept the entire night with his watch strapped tightly,
He viewed television incessantly at strident volumes; when usually he preferred to brood desolately in solitude,
He sang romantic tunes from contemporary songs; when usually he always condemned and rebuked the advent of pop music,
He masticated at raw slices of poignant cucumber; when usually he commanded the cooks to boil his food to unprecedented limits,
He shook hands magnanimously with the peons; when usually he held a handkerchief stuffed snugly to his nose; to superficially avoid their odor while confronting them,
He let his hair descend down in wild streaks; when usually he made sure every morning that each follicle was combed and oiled; till its last root projecting from his scalp,
He wore a loose and threadbare ragamuffin shirt; when usually he was embellished in silken fabric; with the most omnipotent of scent inundating every pore of his skin,
He even winked at witnessing lovers in the park; blessing them for their future lives to unfurl; when usually he put such trespassers behind iron bars of custody,
And today he forgave everyone he interacted with; lived life the way he did when he was just born; as he knew it that this was the last time he would ever see this marvelous earth; “THE LAST DAY OF HIS LIFE” .

A SINGLE GROWL

The inconspicuous little tadpoles kept fluttering their fins; hardly able to make any impact on the violent swirl of water,
While it was only the preposterously huge Blue Whale which gobbled all marine life in vicinity; over-toppled the gargantuan ship; the instant it opened its jaw.
The diminutive stalks of grass swayed pretentiously; being mocked by the wind every unfurling second; as they belted miserably under pressure,
While it was only the thick rooted tree; which not only bore the onslaught of treacherous storm; but also granted loads of compassionate reprieve to the frigid follicles.
The flames of the grandiloquent wax candle appeared insipid and weak;
abysmally diminishing with the slightest draught of breeze leaking from the window,
While it was only the blistering fire that leapt high and handsome towards the sky; charring everything that intermingled with its flow; blazing brilliantly in the darkness of the night.
The paltry spray of fountain was delectable to witness; although it subsided completely when the tap was tightly shut,
While it was only the gigantic ocean with undulating waves that swelled and rose; thunderously clashing with the uncouth chain of shining rocks.
The chirp of the sparrow was weak and fragile; hardly making an impact on animate life prevailing in proximity,
While it was only the deafening roar of the majestic lion; that sent an everlasting echo through the entire jungle; put a standstill to all commotion;
terrorizing philandering pranksters to the last bone of their spine.
The superficial string of bombs emitted clouds of frigid smoke after exploding; although they pathetically floundered in making any impact on the colossal structure,
While it was only the earthquake that devastated the entire city; sent mighty buildings tumbling on the ground like a pack of plastic cards.
The fairy tale was embodied with a blend of flowery and disdainful spellings;
which were futile as they proved too frugal in tickling the mental imagery,
While it was only the comprehensive dictionary which encapsulated every word spoken on the planet; that instantly triggered imagination and put the mind to immediate work.
The effeminate whispers of the teachers; could hardly pacify the bustling pandemonium in the classroom,
While it was only the stringent shout of the Principal that silenced them in one shot; fomented infinite goose-bumps to creep up their skin.
And the Goldsmith banged his hammer thousands of times; but wasn t able to produce the most minuscule of indentation on the slab of frozen water,
While it was only when the rustic Barbarian thrashed the chunk with his heavy axe; that the ice split into boundless splinters; and crystal water started to painstakingly dribble down.

LIFELESS COMMODITY

When I stood on the earth and stared at the sky; I wasn t the least ruffled by what I saw; continuing to stroll at a leisurely pace humming a mystical tune,
While it was only when I peered down from the helicopter amidst the clouds;
that I felt an uncanny wave of fear grip my mind; the mind-boggling distance;
scaring the daylights out of my breath.
When I stood on the stony ground and sighted the building; I profoundly ridiculed the clothes flapping astray; with every draught of weak wind,
While it was only when I lowered my eyes down; kneeling my elbow against the balcony of the 100th floor; that I almost did nature’s call in my trousers;
simply flabbergasted by the boundless depth separating me and the mud.
When I was born blind since birth; I could hardly perceive the benefits of vision; infact made a mockery of those who walked without a stick,
While it was only when I had a perfect pair of glistening eyes;
witnessing the ravishing beauty of Globe at close quarters; that I felt petrified to the last bone down my spine; everytime I envisaged of life without sight.
When I was as black as charcoal; the blistering rays of afternoon hardly having any producing effect on my ungainly complexion; I chortled loudly at people applying make-up creams to protect their skin,
While it was only when I was a snobbish alien; embodied with the color of a white powdered angel; that I dreaded the aftermath of even taking a single step in sunlight.
When I was transgressing on ground for several years without feet; I sympathized with people having bulging legs; infact quite happy to crawl delectably all around using my hands,
While it was only when I was a robust man; adorned in bombastic garment; that I trembled at the tiniest mention of meeting with an accident; having to bear the tyranny of walking with crippled ankles life long.
When I was illiterate; signing every document with my back of my thumb;
I was at blissful peace; unaware and miles away from the intricacies of this manipulative world,
While it was only when I had accomplished the most stupendous of education;
had my wardrobe inundated with degrees from all corners of the world;
that I had nerve-wrecking dreams every night; of the consequences which would stab me; if at all I lost my memory.
When I was philandering in the dark lanes; I slept like a demon on the park benches; adapting the open cover of sky as my sole companion,
While it was only when I was snuggled comfortably under silken sheets;
the glimmering lights of the palace; sequestering me from the outside dark and chill; that I hiccupped incessantly; the instant I imagined my body bare chested; enveloped by the freezing winds of the Himalayas.
When I was overwhelmingly sad; struck by hysterical grief since my childhood;
I contemplated people pretentiously smiling around me to be the greatest of fools; unperturbed by the jokes they occasionally cracked,
While it was only when I was gifted with all the felicity; bounced in sheer euphoria every unfurling second of the day; that I shivered uncontrollably;
when I thought of my existence without my beloved; plunging forever into the corridors of gloom.
And when I was poor; endeavoring hard each day to fight for my bread; I was the happiest man on this universe; as I had the capacity to fantasize about the most greatest of riches; and was yet contented with the meager means I had for survival,
While it was only when I was exorbitantly wealthy; having a battalion of cars following me wherever I went; that I felt like I was dying every moment; with the thought of all this affluence deserting me some day; and bathing my scalp with raw shrubs of grass instead of perfumed shampoo; transforming me from a Human into a LIFELESS COMMODITY.

YOU CAN’T STRANGULATE YOURSELF AND STILL LEAD LIFE

You can’t compress your fingers and still prolifically write,
You can’t clench your teeth and still gregariously smile,
You can’t sleep tight on the bed and still boisterously run,
You can’t stand in freezing snowflakes and still sweat like a horse,
You can’t stitch your lips and still loquaciously speak,
You can’t stuff cotton in your ears and still hear the pin dropping on pure silk,
You can’t squeeze your eyes and still witness the mesmerizing sparrow shrugging rain drops from its body,
You can’t tie your hands and still swim against turbulent waves of the choppy ocean,
You can’t slit your stomach with a knife; and still devour ravishing chunks of tangy butter,
You can’t paint the mirror and still sight your pellucid reflection,
You can’t stand on Mount Everest and still view the world as it is,
You can’t consume titillating champagne and still decipher mind boggling sums of arithmetic,
You can’t wear cowdung coated shoes and still smell like a supremely redolent rose,
You can’t walk upside down and still shake hands amicably with your girlfriend,
You can’t walk on red-hot embers of coal and still want your feet to develop extra soles,
You can’t have shattered teeth ands till snap through the obdurate shell of coconut in one snap,
You can’t have a snow white beard extruding from your cheeks and still proclaim that you were a teenager,
You can’t yawn with your Jaws wide open and still remain dry eyed,
You can’t be an insane lunatic and still be able to scrupulously recite each stanza from the Shakespeare,
You can’t adorn a diamond ring on your finger and still audaciously declare that you weren’t engaged,
You can’t get as pink as a radish and still say that you didn t blush the slightest,
You can’t protrude out your tongue in anger and still convey to the world that you were a revered saint,
You can’t have dark circles under your lids and still perceive yourself to be an innocuous kid,
You can’t keep lying on the seashore and still feel in the midst of tingling adventure,
You can’t whip the slave left, right, center and still believe that you had blessed him,
You can’t act like a crazy clown and still envisage yourself to be the greatest actor,
You can’t stammer and still speak with articulate proficiency on the mike,
You can’t drive slow and still win the whirlwind speed motor car race,
You can’t be bare eyed and still stare unrelentingly into the blazing fireball of sun,
You can’t shout deafeningly and still blow a melodious whistle,
You can’t be afraid of a mosquito and still pledge to leap into the unfathomably deep valley head on,
You can’t eat Cadbury chocolates and still expect smoke to diffuse ecstatically from your nostrils,
You can’t drape your feet in spiked footwear and still topple on the ground like nine pins,
You can’t apply mud on your hair and still experience the silken follicles shine,
You can’t keep looking at the changing sun and still tell the exact minute of the day,
You can’t have a badly fractured hand and still expect to challenge the mightiest wrestler,
You can’t have red ants inside your trousers and still sit unperturbed throughout the business meeting,
You can’t have savage blood coated on your hands and still divulge to the world that they were as sacrosanct as God,
You can’t be incarcerated behind bars of the prison and still play hide-n-seek with your children in the park,
You can’t wear a flimsy night suit and still stand without shivering on the frozen lake,
You can’t have infinite blemishes of chicken pox and still compare yourself with the shimmering pearl,
You can’t be a mundane businessman and still have a passionate penchant for poetic rhyme,
You can’t be an imbecile beggar and still think of sleeping all night on the golden couch,
You can’t sit in front of the man eater leopard and still recite tranquil rhymes from the holy scriptures,
You can’t stick your tongue out and still say that you’re well mannered and extremely cultured,
You can’t be a ghastly skeleton suspended from the ceiling and still conquer the entire battle field in war,
You can’t wink flirtatiously at a girl and still adroitly tell her that she was your sister,
You can’t be rustic fisherman and still know the most intricate of computer virus,
You can’t spell death wrongly and still have an ambition to die,
You can’t simply hold the knife in your hands and still profusely bleed,
You can’t open your mouth a trifle lazily and still expect thunderous tunes to blast through the frigid atmosphere,
You can’t wear a necklace of glistening diamonds and still feel venomous snakes brutally strangulating your neck,
You can’t be a slime coated frog and still conceive yourself to as the astonishingly beautiful crown princess,
You can’t eat foul sewage floating in the gutter and still expect pearls to pop out each time you opened your mouth,
You can’t tear plain paper into infinite parts and still flood its surface with unending lines of literature,
You can’t have lecherous fires blazing in your eyes and still have empathy for the deprived,
You can’t worry baselessly and still make people around you wholeheartedly laugh,
You can’t maliciously envy your counterparts and still reach the top,
You can’t drive a truck blindfolded and still be able to reach the other end of the road safely,
You can’t be sitting in one corner of the dark room and still imagine yourself to be a complete man,
You can’t develop nerve-wrecking stress and still have blissful peace,

You can’t apply effeminate lipstick on your lips and still claim to be Tarzan inhabiting the wild,
You can’t drench yourself wholesomely in the rain and still catch blazing fires the very next instant,
You can’t draw incongruous lines with your feet and still visualize yourself as the greatest artist,
You can’t brag like a donkey and still whisper to the society that you were unselfishly polite,
You can’t keep surging down into deep waters and still view the pinnacle of the tower spiraling high towards the sun,
You can’t roll amidst heaps of glittering gold and still cry hysterically that you were poor,
You can’t walk in stark darkness and still sight your shadow following you at close quarters,
You can’t have black lizards slithering all over your body and still remain as stoical as frozen ice,
You can’t lick hard dirt and still find your tongue as clear as the transparent mirror,
You can’t run like a whirlwind volcano and still feel your heart completely dormant in your chest,
You can’t sway flirtatiously sighting every girl and still convince your wife that she was the only entity you revered,
You can’t be oblivious to the first alphabet of English language and still imbibe every word of the colossal dictionary, You can’t live imprisoned behind the dingy brick wall and still inhale gallons of blissful air,
You can’t keep looking at your watch every minute and still announce confidently that you weren’t a trifle anxious,
You can’t emulate every action happening beside you and still cognize yourself to be entirely independent,
You can’t sit languidly in the air-craft to smoothly glide up the hill and still bellow at the top of your lungs that you clambered up all the treacherous slope standing on your toes,
You can’t deluge your mouth completely with water and still want jewels to tumble out each time you spoke,
You can’t have thorns adhered to all parts of your body and still feel yourself heavily soaked in spongy jelly,
You can’t be a satanic barbarian chopping raw flesh and still imagine yourself to have created new life,
You can’t bathe in a river of sweet honey and still want the bees to shirk away the instant they sighted you,
You can’t lie breathless in the stone clad coffin and still come out bouncing radiantly alive,
You can’t have a reserved heart wandering materialistically and still fall madly in love,
And You cant strangulate your emotions; grope uncertainly in a land of cowardice and still lead life .

I WANTED THE WORLD TO RECOGNIZE

I wanted people to recognize me as a poet penning down volumes of mystical verse; not as a mundane businessman,
I wanted people to recognize me as true perspiration trickling in the sun;
not as the sleazy bottle of artificial scent,
I wanted people to recognize me as bare skin battling all seasons; not as gaudy cloth camouflaging every part of my demeanor,
I wanted people to recognize me as crystalline water cascading down the pristine slopes; not as obnoxious whisky bubbling gently in the barrels,
I wanted people to recognize me as raw power of muscle; not as radiating boxing gloves fitted snugly to my palms,
I wanted people to recognize me as milk naturally oozing from the cow;
not as chunks of pallid ice-cream stored in the refrigerator,
I wanted people to recognize me as a ray of sun in the cosmos; not as bombastic gleam of the bulb piercing effeminately through the night,
I wanted people to recognize me as original hoarse voice; not as shrill tunes diffusing over the silver coated mike,
I wanted people to recognize me as impeccable eyes; not as slinky tint of sunglasses blended with a myriad of beastly designs,
I wanted people to recognize me as a soldier; not as a parasitic leech suckling fodder from the rosy tree,
I wanted people to recognize me as a dreamy yawn fantasizing unrelentingly;
not as matchbox steps leading to the corporate office,
I wanted people to recognize me as a stalk of grass with glistening dew drops; not as ghastly spray of fertilizer causing animate to perish in vicinity,
I wanted people to recognize me as wild undergrowths of the valley; not as the glittering castle carved out of polished sandstone,
I wanted people to recognize me as choppy waves of the ocean; not as disdainful ringing of the alarm clock at dawn,
I wanted people to recognize me as a nostalgic philanderer; not as the broker manipulating intricacies of the stock market,
I wanted people to recognize me as a vivacious rainbow draping the velvety sky; not as flickering lights of the modern disco,
I wanted people to recognize me a scarlet cluster of sensuous grapes;
not as the meticulous array of white spoons and forks,
I wanted people to recognize me as my mothers son; not as a towering entity garlanded with flowers,
And I wanted the world to recognize me as individual burning every second in the blazing inferno of love; not as a cupid arranging marriages for couples based on their horroscopes, caste and creed.

BUT WHAT ABOUT THOSE ?

You may have washed your hands; cleaning them scrupulously of the most invisible of stain,
But what about the blood adhering to your heart; the several innocent whom you had beheaded without any rhyme or reason?
You may have eaten stupendously sizzling slices of mutton; masticating the morsels after blending them with handsome salt,
But what about the goat mother who bleated incessantly; after losing her only son, the only flesh she had delivered facing the grueling agony of long months?
You may have laughed the loudest in the crowd;
propagating the same infectiously in pedestrians around you,
But what about the old man; who had to trip his footing in a slush of dirty sewage water; in order to cause you to smile?
You may have dressed in the most glamorous of coat and trousers; sprinkling your entire demeanor with an ocean of passionate scent,
But what about those tyrannized sheep who were left shivering in bizarre cold; after you uncouthly stripped their skins of their natural protection?
You may have spoken the most flowery speech on the mike; drawing loads of adulation from all those who were mesmerized by the beautiful essence in the lines,
But what about the writer whom you had incarcerated in the dungeons; after stealing his writing to stand tall and domineering?
You may have driven in the most contemporary of car;
with its golden wheels traversing the meandering lanes of the hill like a galloping panther,
But what about the infinite stalks of fresh grass; the innocuous infants wandering around; whom you had trampled indiscriminately in your insatiable march towards victory?
You may have drunk cartons full of mineral water;
quenching your thirst under the scorching sun of midday,
But what about those people reeling under severe drought; whose wells you had emptied to tingle the food in your stomach?
You may have lived for a 100 years; surviving on the most conventional of medicine and steroids,
But what about those innocent whom you had slaved; in order to clean every iota of dirt you spat on this earth?
And you may have loved; imprisoning every girl you set your eyes on with the power of your wealth,
But what about all those billion lives you had assassinated; in order to satisfy each desire of yours?

BEARDED

I didn t need a pair of scissors; glistening wildly in yellow sunlight,
I didn t need a knife; protruding gallantly from the slender handle,
I didn t need a hostile blade; with edges as sharp as a savage vulture,
I didn t need after shave cologne; emanating a scent more stupendous than the rose,
I didn t need a pungent slab of aluminum; having its surface as smooth as white ice,
I didn t need a soft sponge; with its body profusely dipped in tingling antiseptic,
I didn t need tablets of colored soap; evolving a bath of bubbles after vigorous scrubbing,
I didn t need high pressured foam; diffusing into a stream of spicy froth the instant I compressed it,
I didn t need long spools of cotton; triangular heaps of bandages to drape across my wounds,
I didn t need shimmering tweezers of pure steel; to scrupulously pluck my hair,
I didn t need sleazy colored dye; with its shade resembling rotten vegetables decaying in the dark,
I didn t need a blow dryer; ejecting out tones of hot air at whirlwind speeds,
I didn t need a barrel of vanity powder; to spuriously illuminate the contours of my face,
I didn t need a bowl of moisturizing cream; to incessantly massage each pore of my skin,
I didn t need sizzling face pads; to caress the breath flowing harmoniously out of my nose,
I didn t need a mirror; to admire my reflection for marathon hours in the scintillating glass incorporated within,
I didn t even need to waste a single second more in the morning; reaching the office well before the boss came in,
And the strange thing was; that even if someone donated all the above contraptions to me completely free; I still would blatantly reject them,
By now you must be at the edge of your seats to know the secret of my existence; well the answer to this is more simpler than your voice; as I didn t have even the slightest of free space on my cheeks; or to put it more succinctly I was BEARDED .

A SINGLE DEVIL

A single rotten apple with flies feasting on its succulent body; decays the entire ensemble of robust apples,
A single stain of black dye sprawling rampantly;
spoils the beauty of the entire white fabric,
A single hole in its heavy and metallic body;
uncouthly drowns the entire ship,
A single stream of venom oozing gently; contaminates the entire river of impeccable milk,
A single bit of sewage smelling fetidly; annihilates the beauty of the entire garden laden with blossoming petals,
A single virus in the blood stream; metamorphoses the individual from rubicund and healthy to insane and sick,
A single particle of dandruff loitering in animosity;
pollutes the entire conglomerate of lustrous and shining hair,
A single nail overgrown and dirty; imperils the look of the entire palm embossed with mystical lines,
A single dark cloud in the cosmos; adulterates the entire sky which is blue and crystal clear,
A single town clock running late; delays the life of the entire city; with most of the people yawning as the sun crept up in brilliant afternoon,
A single loophole in the house; entices the entire team of burglars to maraud at will; pilfer stealthily through closed doors at night,
A single crack in the bone; foments the entire leg to walk in contorted pain; limp across the road for mercy,
A single spark of white electricity; electrocutes the entire family; triggering the house to explode in volatile fury,
A single crease in the crisp shirt; debases the entire demeanor which was otherwise quite sparkling and flawless,
A single snore thunderously emanating; breaks the silence of tranquil and blissful sleep,
A single shiver down the petrified spine; engenders the snake to pierce its lethal fangs and bite,
A single stroke of stringent red; disturbs the harmony of the otherwise splendid marksheet,
A single lie spoken; condemns a person beyond all anecdotes of his honesty,
And a single devil in the mind; not only ruins all the sanctity previously existing; but also finishes a person in mind, body and eternal soul .

ALL I WANT IS EVERYTHING

All I want is a chain of thick gold adorning my neck,
All I want is a stream of white champagne to incessantly titillate my throat,
All I want is a swanky car that can transport me long distance, at the mere caress of a button,
All I want is a book of spell binding fairy tales,
which flood my mind with intrigue and enigma,
All I want is a castle with towering walls, carved all over in delectable sandstone,
All I want is an appetizing meal of vegetable cherry,
which makes me slaver till my last drop of saliva is exhausted,
All I want is a silken sheet of floss, draping my body in entirety,
All I want is golden globules of sweat, tingling me exotically as the cascaded down my nape,
All I want is swirling waves of the ocean, splashing their raw salt on my lips as they struck,
All I want is an ensemble of voluptuous reptile,
lingering loosely from my scalp,
All I want is silver chained wrist watch, its dainty twinkling resonating in my ears all day long,
All I want is the rubicund apple sprouting from the tip of Mount Everest, bite through its body with gusty fervor,
All I want is a sparkling pillow impregnated with white pearls, the mysticism in their reflection drowning me into their splendor,
All I want is a candle with a perpetual glow, its resplendent radiance illuminating my ghastly night,
All I want is a dream that never ended, took me on a wild journey of waterfalls and snow clad penguins,
All I want is a pot-bellied tortoise, snuggling close to my heart when I was tense,
All I want is an ivory broomstick, which could fly me high and handsome towards blazing portions of the sky,
All I want is sizzling soup of spicy coriander, which caused tears of satisfaction to roll down my cheeks in tandem,
All I want is a robust pigeon perched languidly on the rooftop; fluttering its wings to produce delectable draughts of air,
All I want is immaculate milk; bombastic chunks of cream floating in a silver bowl,
All I want is peanut butter; with its dazzling slices of yellow tingling the most remotest bud of my taste,
All I want is a ravishing watermelon; titillating my tongue beyond the point of no control,
All I want is long sheets of flawless paper; to embed its surface with a million lines of poetry,
All I want is a mind functioning unrelentingly;
fantasizing even while in deep sleep,
All I want is a dolphin diving handsomely in the pool;
with its glistening fins splashing across my face;
sprinkling it with imprisoned droplets of water,
All I want is a multi-legged octopus; spreading its tentacles the instant I gently tapped it,
All I want is a snake leather whip; emanating exotic noises as I dared to slash the warm air with it,
All I want is a dawn encompassing me with its voluptuous coolness; refraining to develop into the hostile day,
All I want is a glass full of dewdrops; to be placed beside my morning plate of bread and breakfast,
All I want is a cat with furry skin; purring across my chest in my times of distress,
All I want is a hunch-backed camel gazing at me amicably; flooding my nostrils with its natural scent,
All I want is a gargantuan brass bell; punctuating the atmosphere with stringent tunes,
All I want is a trouser embossed with golden buttons;
as long as the terrain of the Himalayas,
All I want is a crystal globe; that depicted my future as every second unleashed into a wholesome minute,
All I want is a bottle replete with inebriating rum;
which overflowed even after I had consumed the last bit of it,
All I want is a road which transited me without walking the slightest; to the place where the sun met the land,
All I want is a field sprawling over infinite hectares of land; in which there grew only rotund buds of mushroom,
All I want is a word that was the longest; and which didn’t exist in the most contemporary of dictionary,
All I want is a dungeon stashed with golden biscuits;
with their shine tearing apart all premonitions of poverty and disgrace,
All I want is an academic degree of the highest pedigree and status; without even slogging it a single hour in the day,
All I want is a necklace sewn with a myriad of pearls;
attached to innumerable oysters live and breathing alive,
All I want is eyes with lids of the most toughest of steel; ensuring that I didn t become blind even in an atmosphere swirling with pugnacious thorns,
All I want is a bohemian hand; which could snap a mountain of iron bricks in a single stroke,
All I want is a scintillating telephone; on which I could converse for hours without it being actually connected,
All I want is an enigmatic herb; which could keep me eternally young and with brilliant black hair even after I crossed 100,
All I want is a spring; which kept on bouncing and rebounding; thereby making me uncontrollably laugh,
All I want is cocoons of golden brown potatoes;
roasted delectably over in crackling fires,
All I want is clusters of red cherries; with handsome porcupines crawling nimbly on their surface,
All I want is silver crested stars of the cosmos; to profoundly illuminate my every night,
All I want is pinnacle of every mountain existing; to rest in meek submission on my worktable desktop,
All I want is a wild elephant; which swishes tones of water merrily all around with its trunk,
All I want is a frozen slice of bread; that delectably melts in my mouth stimulating me profoundly all throughout the day,
All I want is a rainbow dissipated into infinite colors; lingering mystically in my eyeball,
All I want is a liquid that makes me completely invisible; imparts me with the power to trespass with supreme ease; even into the house of the president,
All I want is a bird that perches compassionately on my shoulders; drifts me into a blissful slumber rhyming harmoniously in my ears,
All I want is an army of mosquitoes bereft of venom;
tingling each pore of my skin; with every bite of theirs,
All I want is a shirt sewn with glittering diamonds;
which I used as a substitute for my mirror; whenever I felt the urge to sight my reflection,
All I want is a room so obsolete and remote; that I could distinctly hear even the sound of my breath,
All I want is a ring embedded with a magical stone;
that turned my fortunes dramatically; a few hours after wearing it,
All I want is a whale fish as tall as the sky; which would let me marvel each part of its glistening body;
feel its royal snout with my bare fingers,
All I want is a pool full of steaming water; with droplets of cascading wine revitalizing each patch of my dead skin,
All I want is an echo reverberating deafeningly through the valley; that reached out to every entity;
sprawled across different quarters of the globe,
All I want is a hive of discordantly buzzing humming bees; oozing sweet nectar; slowly caressing my lips on their periphery as it fell,
All I want is a slogan; that encapsulates all sentences ever penned down in this world,
All I want is a key; that decodes with supreme ease through the most impregnable of lock,
All I want is a solvent; that makes me wholesomely invisible the instant I sprinkle it on my skin,
All I want is teeth of obdurate steel; that can crack the most hardest of nut,
All I want is a brimming cup of revitalizing tea; that incorrigibly refrains to get cold; even when I neglect it for days on the trot,
All I want is a plane; that flies on pure spit and water; so that each drop of my saliva is gainfully utilized,
All I want is a gun; that shoots boundless bullets of wild raspberry; the instant I pressed the trigger,
All I want is a greeting card; that sings mesmerizing rhymes and stares into my eyes for real,
All I want is strawberry cake; as long in length as the Himalayas,
All I want is a ball that bounces to the 100th floor;
after I nimbly threw it on the ground,
All I want is moustache; which sparkled better than diamonds in day; had more hair in it than my scalp,
All I want is dwelling; that doesn t budge even an inch; even after the mightiest of earthquake; the most tumultuous of bombardment,
All I want is a magic wand; which metamorphoses all chunks of decaying sewage into glittering gold,
All I want is an abuse; that single handedly replicated all evil loitering in this world,
All I want is a ship; that doesn t topple even when attacked by a battalion of hostile sharks,
All I want is robot; that comprehends each desire of mine; without even me uttering a single word,
All I want is passionate fires; which keep circulating inexorably in my blood; even after I became abysmally old,
All I want is a pen; which kept engendering me to write; with the ink in its body augmenting;
with each verse of mine,
All I want is tongue; that kept resonating in my mouth; even while in deep sleep,
All I want is ears; which could detect the most inconspicuous of sound; sitting even a million kilometers away from the point where the pin actually dropped,
All I want is a ghost; whom only I could sight at night; hoisting me high and handsome in the cosmos;
near my dead ancestors,
All I want is caverns deep down the ocean; with frozen icicles suspended from their roof; voraciously tickling the last breath of mine,
All I want is a blueprint; which can decode the most baffling enigmas of life,
All I want is a field replete with fresh cowdung;
collected from all species of animals wandering on this globe,
All I want is a rope; which caught me my prey; as I languidly tossed it in free air,
All I want is a tomato as gargantuan as the dinosaur;
which ripped apart into infinite pieces of juice; the moment I sat on it,
All I want is a chair; that transported me right into the realms of paradise; the instant I sat on it,
All I want is a mischievous child; audaciously carrying on the chapter of my existence,
All I want is a girl; who could love me more than myself; make me feel every unfurling second that I was indeed alive,
All I want is true love; bask in its immortal glory for decades immemorial,
Well I think I have bored you enough; caused you to yawn several times; as the list is endless; the entire world is rampantly revolving in my brain, and my fantasies to unveil are tremendously boundless to be contained in this plain text; so let me instead sign off by saying that “ALL I WANT IS EVERYTHING ” .

WHY WAS I LIVING

Why were you smiling spuriously; when actually you were completely shattered from inside?
Why were the trees blissfully casting their shadows;
when actually they felt that they would wither away?
Why was the sun shining; when actually it felt that it would submerge into a pool of darkness?
Why was the rose blossoming handsomely towards the sky; when actually every droplet of its juice was being savagely sucked by the parasite?
Why were the birds chirping melodiously; when actually their nests were completely destroyed?
Why were the waves simmering placidly; when actually they were soon to be enveloped by a tumultuous storm?
Why was it raining; when actually the clouds had faded decades ago?
Why were the fish swimming gleefully; when actually they knew that they were going to be devoured by a hostile shark the very next moment?
Why were the eyes radiant; when they were actually going to be besieged by wholesome blindness within a few seconds?
Why was the car traversing like a prince; when actually it was going to plummet into the steep valley; as soon as it reached the bridge?
Why were the fires blazing vivaciously towards the sky; when actually they were going to blend with loose mud; as soon as the rain came down?
Why was the businessman busy in millions of dollars worth of business deals; when actually he had lost completely in matters of the heart?
Why was the rainbow shimmering bombastically in the cosmos; when it actually was going to fade away into thin wisps of oblivion; as soon as the clouds gathered in?
Why were the buildings standing fortified; tall; and domineering; when actually they were going to be reduced to inconspicuous rubble; with meager strokes of the devastating earthquake?
Why was the mosquito greedily sucking blood; when actually it was going to get perennial rest in the lizards stomach very soon?
Why was the ghost wandering in the dilapidated mansion; when he actually knew that he had left for his heavenly abode centuries ago?
Why did a human being consider himself God at times;
when he actually couldn’t even guess; as to what was happening just a few centimeters behind his back?
Why was the old lady shouting exuberantly at the top of her lungs; when she was actually going to relinquish breath any second; due to diminishing old age?
And why was I living; showing the world my stoical demeanor; working like a machine as If I wasn’t the least affected; when in fact I actually knew that I had died long ago; and what people saw outside; was just a skeleton of mine; without mind; body and spirit?

MOOD

When I was in a good mood; the elevator seemed to be made of pure gold; transporting me towards the cotton wool of clouds in the sky,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same lift seemed to resemble a hideous snake; trying to strangulate me to death with its snaring jaws.
When I was in a good mood; the verdant patches of soil looked mesmerizing; with vivacious stalks of grass appearing splendid to sight in the backdrop of the valley,
While when I was in bad mood; the same fields of grass looked like sinking sand; ready to suckle me and blend me with century old dungeons beneath land.
When I was in a good mood; the upper story s of the building; looked like biscuits of pure silver;
shimmering profoundly under the sun,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same floors appeared to be boxes of broken matchsticks; badly distorted and just on the verge of collapsing down.
When I was in a good mood; the Sun seemed to be a blazing ball of fire; flamboyantly permeating every rotting cranny of insipid earth,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same appeared as an acrid island of acid; charring every soul trespassing on mud; to inconspicuous ash.
When I was in a good mood; the waves of the ocean seemed majestic; rising and falling delectably with each current of enchanting wind;
While when I was in a bad mood; the assemblage of waters appeared to be ghastly blood; engulfing each puff of my breath with brutal perceptions of hell.
When I was in a good mood; the watch on my wrist;
looked like a marvel of technology; apprising me accurately of the changing seasons and night,
While when I was in a bad mood; the contraption seemed wholesomely apalling; depicting to me the seconds left until my death.
When I was in a good mood; people hovering around me;
looked like immaculate angels; bestowing upon me their mystical touch,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same humans seemed to be ghosts just arisen from their coffins; staring at me with animosity; as if to gobble me up with their eyes.
When I was in a good mood; the fishes swimming in the glass aquarium; looked like fairies having descended from the sky,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same seemed like mammoth sized sharks; hurtling at lightening speeds for the veins of my throat.
When I was in a good mood; the picture I viewed on television; seemed to be a stupendous piece of art;
enamoring me to the last bone in my spine,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same appeared to be a boring documentary; like a million needles piercing me from all sides.
And when I was in a good mood; life seemed beautiful &
fascinating; wonderful and animated; bubbling with tremendous euphoria and excitement; as each dawn unveiled into darkness,
While when I was in a bad mood; it struck me viciously like infinite deaths together; embedding and replacing every ounce of enthusiasm in my mind; with the seeds of treacherous negativity.

THE IDEAL HEART

The ideal height is the one; that can stand tall and domineering in a crowd bustling with infinite number of unruly pedestrians,
The ideal weight is the one; that can facilitate a person to sprint like a panther; even in the most obsolete of his dreams,
The ideal skin is the one; which can bear the brunt of sweltering sun; as well as be unflinching in the winds of freezing winter,
The ideal feet are ones; which assist the wanderer to step even on smoldering fires,
The ideal eyes are the ones; which emanate a glimmer to live; even when tightly closed,
The ideal hand is the one; that defends you singlehandedly; imparting you with the tenacity to lead life; even when confronted with a battalion of thorns,
The ideal tongue is the one; that oscillates to produce voice; silences its critics as and when required,
The ideal stomach is the one; which scrupulously digests food; keeps itself well in proportion; to stand good stead in front of the acerbic society,
The ideal cheeks are the ones; which blush sporadically; adding tinges of robust vibrancy to the otherwise pallid atmosphere,
The ideal thumb is the one; which punches the air in triumph to announce irrevocable victory,
The ideal armpits are the ones; which remain submerged in silver perspiration; after performing an arduous days work,
The ideal shirt is the one; which scintillates impeccably; even after passing through the dust storm,
The ideal tooth is the one; that chews indefatigably;
till the last bud of taste is appeased and satisfied,
The ideal hair is the one; which cascades down in splendid harmony; shimmering majestically under the moon,
The ideal nail is the one; that scratches like a wild cat; embedding the attackers flesh with numerous numbers vicious wounds; in order to survive,
The ideal walk is the one; which perpetuates the head to be always held high,
The ideal prayer is the one; which asks God to bestow upon his masses the virtue of brotherhood and equality,
The ideal religion is the one; which since years unprecedented has always respected humanity,
The ideal philosophy is the one; which allows to live and to blissfully let live,
The ideal pleasure is the one; which spreads a smile to the faces of all those afflicted and in bizarre pain,
The ideal sacrifice is the one; in which you abdicate breath for the sake of million different souls to be born,
The ideal love is the one; in which one is prepared to die for the other,
The ideal breath is the one; which evolves passionate moisture in the air after caressing it,
And the ideal heart is the one; which never ceases to beat; throbs violently; each time when given doses of love .

THERE WAS A CORNER OF MY MIND

Even as I felt that I had sown seeds in my entire field; and felt waves of contentment wholesomely entrench my persona,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me of the barren lands nearby which were yet to ploughed.
Even as I felt that I had earned exorbitant amounts of wealth; inundating my treasury with infinite number of gold coins,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were still countless number of people lying naked in the chilly cold; and who desperately needed my help.
Even as I felt that I had written unfathomable volumes of literature; simply didn t need to emboss a single word further,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were innocent roaming illiterate on the streets; who needed to be taught;
who needed my help to learn and write.
Even as I felt that I had walked unsurpassable distance by foot; conquering astronomical peaks of all mountains towering higher than the clouds,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were boundless boys and girls who were helplessly limp; and who needed my assistance to help them to walk without sticks.
Even as I felt that I had consumed the best of food;
had eaten every possible dish every existing or made in this world,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were countless number of beggars crying hoarsely by the river side; starved to unprecedented; and awaiting my presence frantically to be fed.
Even as I felt that I had worn the most gorgeous of fabric; adorned my persona in the most exquisite of attire found on this globe,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were innumerable number of destitutes; hiding their flesh in embarrassment from this uncouth world; and whose bodies were waiting all night and day; to be encompassed by my surplus cloth.
Even as I felt that I had gulped the most exotic of wine; drowned my body into unprecedented tremors of voluptuous excitement,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me of the millions of people scorching in the drought ridden desert; needed just few droplets from my rivers overflowing with water.
Even as I felt that I had dated the girl of my dreams;
eventually marrying her to bind us in the bonds of immortal romance,
There was a corner of my mind which didn t allow me to rest; reminding me of the thousands of impoverished hearts; who were left stranded in solitude; and who needed me to impregnate in them just fractions of my love.
And even as I felt that I had lived life to its fullest capacity; and now needed to die blending my breath blissfully with the creator,
There was a corner of my mind which still didn t allow me to rest; as there were unlimited numbers of children being born every second in each quarter of the globe; who were required to be fed with pearls of wisdom I had acquired in this lifetime; and who needed a pillar to support their nimble foundations which had just taken life .

HALF HEARTED

When I wore a pant with only half a button; I had to abashingly clutch it with both hands; every time I rose from my seat,
When I sat under only half a tree; the pugnacious rays of the Sun unsparingly struck me from all quarters,
When I wrote only half a line; I found encompassed with overwhelming bankruptcy; as my neighbors filled in the rest of the amount; and made merry till eternity,
When I ate only half the food; my stomach initially felt nice; but cried incessantly for the remainder of the night; when struck with pangs of starvation and hunger,
When I walked in only half a shoe; I felt obnoxious pebbles tickle my feet; barbaric thorns infiltrate into my flesh every second,
When I boarded only half a plane; I found myself in my coffin soon; as it stormed ruthlessly into the ocean a few minutes after taking off,
When I read only half the advertisement; I found myself sweeping the corridors of a multinational company; which I had visited; presuming to become a senior employee,
When I saw only half the dream; I felt bereaved and deprived the entire day to follow; as I yet and fervently awaited for the princess to arrive,
When I chopped only half the tree; I initially lazed blissfully under its shade; but soon found the remaining monstrous wood; tumble down towards my skull with a creaking & thunderous noise,
When I bathed only half my body; there were people laughing at me on every corner of the street; as some part of me was as black as coal; while some was pearly white,
When I cried only half a tear; my eyes metamorphosed to swollen and black; and I found it exceedingly difficult to keep them open and sight,
When I closed only half the door; the thieves entered my dwelling merrily in the night; stole with gay abandon; what they had always dreamt of,
When I dug the foundation to only half of its depth;
the building collapsed like a ball of soft cotton on the very next day; with the slightest draught of wind kissing its exteriors,
When I gave only half a punch; my adversary thought as if I was cuddling him; and wasted no time in pulverizing me to raw dust; to blend with the soil,
When I penned down only half the book; the audience burnt my effigy in volatile fury on the streets; being severely anguished at being deprived of the ending,
When I heard with only half my ear; the ferocious lion tore me apart to pieces; as I wholesomely unaware when he furtively crept from behind; and capsized me by my collar,
When I swam using only half my arms; the perilously swirling waves of the ocean eventually drowned me to the bottom; and I was squelched to raw pulp by the ominously gliding shark,
When I quelled down only half the fire; the smoldering flames gradually gained impetus in the night;
viciously charred every part of my body; including the entire forest,
When I loved only half a girl; I was never able to procreate my progeny in this world; miserably dithered to continue the chapter of existence,
And when I lived life only HALF HEARTED; I failed at every step I took; and success always seemed a mountain above; even after I had clambered the previous one .

NO FORMALITY

I hated flamboyant parties; strident and sleazy music diffusing from the contemporary discotheque,
I hated drinking mineral water in scintillating glasses of silver; sighting my reflection in polished exteriors of the same,
I hated swanky cars transporting me at whizzing speeds; embellished attendants spuriously smiling;
inviting me to enter the same,
I hated glittering restaurants adorned with a festoon of lights; waiters making their clients laugh; just for the sake of being showered with exorbitant tips,
I hated the overwhelmingly scented businessman; whose ideals infact smelt more than the most rotten stack of sewage,
I hated the word “thank you”; when the person uttering it actually had intentions of killing you; profoundly lurking in his eyes,
I hated masticating my food infinite times before gulping; an armory of intricate knives and oval shaped spoons laid meticulously on the table,
I hated it when someone welcomed me with a myriad of garlands and golden coins; ordered a battalion of attendants to fan me; at every step I took,
I hated going up the hill in shimmering escalators;
when infact the meandering pathways would drown me into a state of mystical enchantment,
I hated sitting in the air-conditioned room; with scores of commercial delegates blowing ostentatious wisps of smoke; obnoxiously into thin air,
I hated shaking hands without any sense; as a stream of visitors kept barging in the colony all day,
I hated speaking baselessly and in deliberate slang;
when infact the rustic language of my country was splendidly enough to express my feelings; put me in unprecedented ease at all times,
I hated nibbling tangy gum and acting snobbish;
youngsters who blew their fathers money; without the slightest of contemplation and hesitancy,
I hated the conventional ways of marriage with people from distant countries thronging in; when infact the hearts of those tying the thread were poles apart,
I hated the toothbrush with an ensemble of curves and spongy rubber; when infact I had the medicinal branches of the blossoming Neem tree; to clean my teeth and my cheeks,
I hated individuals who praised me; escalated me to the pinnacle of Everest with their flattery; when infact there was a river of prejudice flowing in their flesh everywhere; instead of crimson blood,
I hated the priests who propagated only their respective religions; when infact God was omnipresent;
and resided in every heart and soul,
I hated all those parents who spoke to their children in English instead of their own indigenous languages;
just because it was prevalent like wild fire all over the globe,
I hated artificial sweetener added to juice; when infact its original flavor was incredulously ravishing to sip and relish,
Well until now I presume; you must have already understood what sort of a person was I; and for those of you who have not; let me tell you; that I was a man who hated all kinds of bombastic pretensions; infact a man of NO FORMALITY .

AFTER A TIRED DAY IN OFFICE

The Sun had never seemed so brilliant before; with its pungent rays streaming through the eerie darkness,
The winds had never seemed so exciting before;
whizzing past my scalp in nervous exhilaration,
The leaves had never seemed so greener before; with the dew drops on their surface shimmering profoundly in the morning light,
The voice of the Nightingale had never seemed so melodious before; drifting me into waves of unparalleled rhapsody,
The river had never seemed so buoyant before; with the swirling waters; culminating into tons of froth as I whistled by,
The meadows of grass had never seemed so blossoming before; with the mystical camouflage drowning me into an ocean of enchantment,
The clouds in the cosmos had never seemed so robust before; with each patch of cotton wool resembling chunks of rejuvenating ice-cream,
The echo in the valley had never seemed so thunderous before; engendering a billion droplets of dry sweat to envelop my body,
The trio of rabbits leaping through the pastures had never seemed so boisterous before; innocently bouncing over the pathway of shriveled twigs,
The children dancing on the dance floor had never seemed so pepped up before; gyrating their bodies to the tunes of vivacious wild life,
The sizzling slices of bread had never seemed so ravishing before; rekindling even the most dormant taste bud down my throat,
The designs embossed on the walls of the caves had never seemed so realistic before; as if events which had happened centuries ago were unfurling bit by bit before my eyes,
The peacock under pelting rain had never seemed so majestic before; with the kingly plumage of its feathers captivating me in complete mind, body and soul,
The boats sailing on the sea had never seemed so magnificent before; with the stars shimmering resplendently in the sky engulfing them with silvery light,
The tears of the new born infant had never seemed so emphatic before; with their mesmerizing softness making my heart leap in exultation,
The ring on my finger had never seemed so glistening before; with the rays emanating from its demeanor adding a glitter to my morbid eyes,
The body of my beloved had never seemed so tantalizing before; with each area on her skin; enticing me to coalesce into an everlasting embrace,
The lap of my mother had never seemed so warm and compassionate before; luring me into invincible and heavenly sleep,
And the photo of my God had never seemed so radiant before; with his omnipotent aura firmly reinstating my lost faith in all mankind,
O! yes after a tired day in the office; slaving more than 12 hours under my pretentious boss’s nose; the world outside seemed as if it was recreated again; and things which seemed like wholesomely dead in office hours; now struck me as if they were bouncing and alive; as if they had been just born .

AS THE LIGHTS CHANGED FROM RED TO GREEN

A thousand heads surged forward; whizzing at electric speeds past the assemblage of dense trees,
A thousand mouths heaved a sigh of relief; releasing tonnes of frustrated spit imprisoned inside,
A thousand fists punched free air; pounded the vibrant space around in unmatched exhilaration,
A thousand eyes glistened in happiness; oozing out tears of unsurpassable joy,
A thousand hearts throbbed thunderously; executing several beats at a time,
A thousand legs kicked gallons of loose mud; probed forward in unrelenting euphoria,
A thousand tongues swished in boisterous fervor;
expressing tales of new found adventure,
A thousand lips opened in volatile fury; with exultating sounds of complete triumph reverberating loud and clear through the atmosphere,
A thousand watches ticked astoundingly fast;
increasing their pace infinite times more than usual,
A thousand armpits diffused an ocean of sweat; with each droplet trickling down; merrily under the austere and blazing Sun,
A thousand fingers rose animatedly towards the heaven;
thanking the Almighty lord in unanimous unison,
A thousand ears sprang up in stupendous arousal;
regaining back their ability to trace the most minutest of sound; a thing which had relinquished for the last few minutes,
A thousand shirts suddenly started to flutter passionately; gaining momentum with each slap of vivacious breeze,
A thousand pair of hair stood up erect in alacrity on the scalp; with all the dreariness encompassing them;
now disappearing into invisible wisps of oblivion,
A thousand bones commenced to dance in ecstatic jubilation; suddenly retrieving back their energy after long minutes of boring rest,
A thousand veins transported blood faster than the shark; augmenting its supply to the heart; thoroughly charged by the noise of unruly traffic and stridently clanging horns,
A thousand bellows of smoke escalated ferociously towards the sky; as motion began once again with unprecedented ardor,
A thousand wheels gushed forward in uncontrollable anger and respite; as the accelerator was squeezed incorrigibly to its maximum limit,
And strangely but profoundly true; the reason for all the above pandemonium was an almost inconspicuous movement of the traffic bulb; which had just changed from red to green .

THE WORST THING

The worst thing that could have happened to a fish;
was that it fell innocently in the midst of the sweltering desert instead of slithering voluptuously in its tank,
The worst thing that could have happened to a cockroach; was that it found itself perched at the top of a kingly throne; instead of feasting its tentacles on the foul smell of the lavatory,
The worst thing that could have happened to a loaded gun; was that it found itself hurled right into the heart of the salty sea; instead of firing a pugnacious volley of bullets,
The worst thing that could have happened to a cow; was that it was placed in an ambience engulfed with rotten garbage; instead of wandering blissfully on the pristine and green slopes,
The worst thing that could have happened to a tongue;
was that it was dipped mercilessly into fuming water;
instead of sipping delectable pints of herbal tea,
The worst thing that could have happened to a bee; was that it was compelled to swim in a pond replete with saliva; instead of boisterously evolving gallons of sweet honey in its hive,
The worst thing that could have happened to a soldier;
was that he was stationed to feed new born children;
instead of fighting valiantly in the battlefield of war,
The worst thing that could have happened to a cloud;
that it was brutally dissipated by invidious space crafts; instead of coalescing into a dense conglomerate; and showering tantalizing droplets of rain,
The worst thing that could have happened to an eyeball; was getting exposed to a field of acrimonious thorns; instead of imparting it with an incessant stream of revitalizing moisture,
The worst thing that could have happened to a golden ring; was that it was gruesomely dumped several feet beneath the earth; instead of scintillating magnificently under pearly rays of the majestic moon,
The worst thing that could have happened to a priest;
was drifting inevitably towards salacious desires;
instead of inexorably drowning the mind, body and soul; in the service of Almighty Lord,
The worst thing that could have happened to the feet;
was to walk on blistering embers of fire; instead of stepping on a carpet of flocculent silk and Persian wool,
The worst thing that could have happened to a slab of ice; was being kept on the fire sizzling full throttle; instead of basking away in the interiors of the glorious refrigerator,
The worst thing that could have happened to a building; was that it was constructed in the zone of the devastating earthquake; instead of standing tall and fortified on chunks of healthy soil,
The worst thing that could have happened to the gargantuan bubble of soap; was that it was pierced a few seconds after it rose; instead of swelling profoundly and proliferating many other of its kind in the atmosphere,
The worst thing that could have happened to a child;
was to get orphaned as soon as he took birth; instead of frolicking merrily in the arms of his mother,
The worst thing that could have happened to seasoned sticks of firewood; was bearing the brunt of unrelenting rain and culminate into a rot; instead of igniting into crackling flames in the starry night,
The worst thing that could have happened to a car; was stuttering every minute while clambering up the hills;
instead of whizzing through the mystical lanes of the valley at kingly speeds,
The worst thing that could have happened to a contemporary watch; was to stop ticking; instead of accurately depicting time every unfurling second of the day,
And the worst thing that could have happened to me was; sitting like a moron in the office; browsing through a labyrinth of bulky files and papers; instead of gallivanting on the hills with my beloved; and simultaneously penning down emphatically enchanting lines of poetry .

TILL THE TIME

Till the time there was brilliant light; there existed the spell of gruesome darkness,
Till the time there was perennial happiness; there existed the blanket of dolorous sadness,
Till the time there was voluptuous wine drowning you into enchantment; there existed stark starvation,
Till the time there was the swirling and vivacious ocean; there existed the scorching deserts,
Till the time there was the ravishing slice of pudding; there existed the blunt and disdainful mountain of stones,
Till the time there was unprecedented security and comfort; there existed nefarious theft,
Till the time there were impeccable slabs of marble which were spotlessly clean; there existed the horrendous stains of grease,
Till the time there was the king seated on the supremely embellished throne; there existed his battalion of docile slaves,
Till the time there was a wave of ultra modernization circulating in this world; there existed indigenous and rustic tribes,
Till the time there was succulent flesh and mesmerizing fraternities of skin; there existed the morbid corpse lying buried beneath the coffin,
Till the time there was alacrity and unrelenting work under the sunshine; there existed blissful and spell binding sleep,
Till the time there was obstreperous sound and thunderous noise; there existed virtue of pin drop silence,
Till the time there were tantalizing droplets of rain cascading on the earth; there existed the fury of uncouth drought,
Till the time there were tenacious and fortified slabs of colossal timber lined up towards the heavens;
there existed a series of pertinent gaps and holes,
Till the time there were fields of scintillating white fur encapsulating the countryside; there existed the obnoxiously black flow of the gutter,
Till the time there were exotic dreams revolving vividly through each strata of the mind; the power to fantasize escalated to its highest; there existed complete insanity and madness,
Till the time there was pure love impregnated wildly in each iota of the body; there existed blasphemous betrayal,
Till the time there was delectable taste arising on the buds of the rosy tongue; there existed pools of colorless saliva strewn pathetically on the streets,
And till the time there was moist breath descending down the nostrils; life going on in harmony with the creator; there existed inevitable pain and absolute death .

WHISTLE

It produced a melodious sound on emanating; flooding the gloomy ambience with profound tinges of rhapsody,
It awoke the squirrels fast asleep in the dense bushes; as they scampered helter-skelter to hunt for their prey,
It generated ripples amongst clusters of dead leaves;
making them stand erect on their frigid tips,
It substantially pacified the uncontrollably sobbing child; fomenting a gregarious smile to spread on his innocuous face,
It engendered scores of youngsters sulking under the Sun; to dance and swirl ecstatically with the vivaciously drifting winds,
It penetrated like a sugar coated arrow through the stillness of the valley; circulating delectably through every dwelling,
It captivated the attention of every single passerby;
causing them to blink their eyes in utter astonishment and disbelief,
It had an incredulous impact on the dolphins floating in the sea; causing them to somersault in animated exhilaration,
It was prolifically used amongst gangs of ominous thieves; as a subtle signal to furtively communicate,
It had a mesmerizing effect on the severely traumatized nerves of the mentally afflicted; allowing them slim moments of reprieve from their debilitating and crippling condition,
It gave the tongue a versatile opportunity to use itself; in the most dexterous way possible and to the fullest,
It proved as an excellent alternative for a person who didn t remember even a single line of the song; and yet had all the desire in the world to loudly sing it,
It had the velvety grace of a shadow; as well as the hostility of a valiant scream well blended together,
It lit an ethereal ray of hope in the eyes of the man dying; as he felt it poignantly infiltrate into his ears,
It reinstated loads of rejuvenation and confidence in a person just about to appear for an interview; as he executed it audaciously before entering the boss’s cabin,
It broke all the awkwardness and formality between two politicians; once they did it before sitting to settle their country’s difference,
It was infact the best and most consummate way; in which a dumb man could communicate for long distances;
after using just a trifle of his wind,
And the best thing about it was; that it was the surest and sweetest signal to entice a girl’s heart;
when several others of its kind had miserably failed,
Now could you have ever envisaged in the most wildest of your dreams; that a thing as inconspicuous as a tiny “WHISTLE”; was able to achieve what the most stupendous of remedies couldn t? Infact just an infinitesimal bellow of limp breath could have produced such a drastic effect on all mankind .

ALWAYS LISTENING TO THE TUNES OF MY HEART

It suddenly told me to lick the road with my tongue;
when I was blissfully driving enchanted by the melody in the air and the surroundings,
It ordered me to eat a blanket of thorns without flinching the slightest; as I was wholesomely lost in my dreams under the enigmatic tree shade,
It told me to soak my head into fetid pools of gutter water; when I was busy sipping voluptuous pints of sugarcane rum in the corridors of the rustic country bar,
It told me to poke my neighbors with sizzling rods of iron; enjoy the agonizing scene that unfurled; as I placidly playing cards with my wife at midnight,
It told me to jump from the aircraft without strapping a parachute on my body; as I lost in due admiration of the cotton cocoon of blue clouds dazzling voluptuously in the morning light,
It told me to chew balls of steel with stupendous relish; when I was toiling in the fields; waiting anxiously for my crops to reap,
It told me to cut my finger with the gleaming knife;
when I was writing a letter to my impeccable beloved,
It told me to cross the street when the lights were still red; brandishing my body against scores of whirlwind vehicles; as I was milking the cow for my morning breakfast,
It told me to hurl out a volley of abashing abuse to the President; when I was infact munching popcorn and watching television,
It told me to bathe in steaming acid use vicious scorpion instead of soap; as I engrossed in bulky files and heaps of paper at office,
It told me to play hide and seek with the diabolical shark; as I blew the ensemble of candles on my birthday cake,
It told me to bash my head umpteenth times against the wall; as I was traversing merrily through the hills;
with the girl of my dreams sitting on my shoulder,
It told me to leap up to the sky and steal all the stars; as I addressing the entire planet on the National network,
It told me to swallow the venomous lizard wandering through the thick jungles; as I was sitting in rapt attention; with my eyes focussed towards the deity I profoundly worshipped,
It told me to gallivant stark naked through the town;
as I was assiduously involved in decoding peaceful solutions to war,
It told me to count to the number of words I spoke in the day; as I combing my hair blending it with lots of perfumed coconut oil,
It told me to put my hands in the lions mouth; as I was playing with small children; hugging them close to my chest,
It told me to sleep on a bed of smoldering embers; as I was dancing jubilantly after tasting the first success of my life,
It told me to put a battalion of stinging ants in my clothes; as I was shaking hands compassionately with the Magician outside the train,
It told me to walk backwards till I reached the other side of the globe; as I gauge the unsurpassable depth of the valley,
It was a nefarious monster ordering me to execute at times the weirdest of things existing in this world;
when infact there was not the slightest of necessity;
nor the slightest of compulsion by Almighty Lord to do so,
And that’s when I made one solemn resolve of never being a slave of my mind; never yielding to its irascible desires no matter how strongly it dictated me to do so; as I had from now decided to ALWAYS LISTEN TO THE TUNES OF MY HEART .

DON T JUST SAY IT

Those who consider themselves to be highly creative;
basking in the glory of their ingenious ideas; are infact never creative at all,
Those who consider themselves extremely intelligent;
claiming to remember every thing ever embossed in the history books; are infact never intelligent at all,
Those who consider themselves to be valiantly brave;
proclaiming to conquer every power on this earth; are infact never brave at all,
Those who consider themselves to be beautiful; the only angels traversing on this planet; are infact never beautiful at all,
Those who consider themselves to be tall; the most gigantic amongst any entity ever created; are infact never tall at all,
Those who consider themselves as shrewd and overwhelmingly tactful; are infact never tactful at all,
Those who consider themselves to be the most versatile musicians in this world; are infact never singers at all,
Those who consider themselves to be the best swimmers;
bombastically announcing that they could trespass across the colossal belt of the ocean even in the most tumultuous of storm; are infact never swimmers at all,
Those who consider themselves to be the most mesmerizing artists; able to sketch any form or shape better than God; are infact never artists at all,
Those who consider themselves to be great dancers;
adept at performing every definable step under the Sun with stupendous mysticism and charm; are infact never dancers at all,
Those who consider themselves to be unprecedentedly skilled surgeons; curing every wound visible by the mere caress of their palms; are infact never surgeons at all,
Those who consider themselves to be dynamic managers;
adroitly maneuvering all the workforce with the inherent appeal and cadence in their voice; are infact never managers at all,
Those who consider themselves to the most flawless of priests; sanctimoniously conveying to the globe about their prowess to communicate with God; are infact never priests at all,
Those who consider themselves to be the most ferocious of hunters; able to capsize any animal into their custody by simply grabbing it at its throat; are infact never hunters at all,
Those who consider themselves to be great politicians;
claiming to know every intricate nuance in the textbooks; harnessing the optimum benefits for their country; are infact never politicians at all,
Those who consider themselves to be the benign philanthropists of this society; advertising in every paper and street of how much they have helped mankind;
are infact never philanthropists at all,
Those who consider themselves to be Oligarchic kings;
royally seated on the throne and dispassionately ruling their nation; are infact never kings at all,
Those who consider themselves as magicians of the highest degree; able to metamorphose every thing they touched into shimmering oysters and pearls; are infact never magicians at all,
Those who consider themselves to be super humans;
having the ability to prognosticate what was going to happen at nightfall right at the commencement of the brilliant day; are infact never humans at all,
For who were you to consider yourself as anything;
when infact; he being the Creator didn t think of himself at all,
And if you still really perceive that you are something; then DON T JUST SAY IT or keep considering;
go out there and prove it; and then and only then give yourself a chance to reclaim the glory of your pretentiously spoken words .

PRIORITY

My top most priority was my God; who had bestowed upon me the power to exist and holistically fight for my survival on the surface of this earth,
The next to follow in my life was my Mother; who actually gave me birth; evolving me in the first place to be what I was; at this very second today,
The next to follow in my life was my beloved; who harnessed the true potential lying dormant in my mind for years; triggering me of to achieve unsurpassable realms of success,
The next to follow in my life was my sister; with her innocuously mischievous grin; causing intense rejuvenation of my mind,
The next to follow in my life was my Godfather who played a pivotal role in providing his armory of experienced tips; whether I liked it or didn t like it,
The next to follow in my life were my grandparents;
whom I overwhelmingly adored; but at the same time the ones who tried to drown me into the ocean of their age old and stringently mundane theories,
The next to follow in my life was my pet dog; who incessantly wagged its tail in ecstatic jubilation;
the instant I entered my dwelling,
The next to follow in my life were my selective bunch of friends; who always supported me in my times of bizarre affliction and inexplicable distress,
The next to follow in my life was my tiny little hutment; appearing as an inconspicuous speck of dirt amidst the dense camouflage of trees; yet providing me shelter to bear the ominous night,
The next to follow in my life were all the impeccably smiling children; whom I got a chance to encounter on the streets; and with whom I felt as if I had gone right back into my innocent childhood,
The next to follow in my life were all the birds perched on the grass laden meadows; enchanting me unrelentingly with their gorgeous singing,
The next to follow in my life were baby carrots sprouting in clusters in the perennial fields; which I merrily munched with gusto to placate my gluttony,
The next to follow in my life was the mesmerizing and boisterous river; in which I splashed indiscriminately and bathed my body for long hours in the morning,
The next to follow in my life were my sagacious teachers; who taught me to be prudent; judiciously execute every activity of living,
The next to follow in my life were all those who might have unknowingly crossed me on the path towards indefatigable struggle; illuminating my life with transient moments of laughter and joy,
The next to follow in my life was the infinite number of poems I had embossed with my blood; which had imparted me insurmountable happiness as I metamorphosed each of my exotic dreams into reality,
The next to follow in my life was the century old deep well; from which I extracted pails of sparkling mineral water; to quench the insatiable thirst that tickled the burnt chords in my throat,
The next to follow in my life was my contemporary and ultra modern contraptions; the unfathomable perceptions I felt prey to every unveiling minute; to lead life like a king,
And the last of all priorities that followed in my life; was the modest bundles of currency stashed in my Bank account; and an inexorable urge to earn many more of these; to thereby give concrete form to all my fantasies; as well as the fantasies of all those which needed to be desperately satisfied .

ME AND MY BOSS

My Boss wanted me to browse scrupulously through each alphabet of the “Economic Times”; digest the numerical figures prevailing in the market; better than I digested my whole days food,
While infact I wanted to read the enchantment in her voluptuous eyes; drown in the silken cascade of her mesmerizing hair.
My Boss wanted me to dance to his tunes all day; sway instantaneously to the most minuscule of his commands and instructions,
While infact I wanted to dance with her in the aisles of passionate desire; blend my senses wholesomely with the wonderful scent that emanated from her persona.
My Boss wanted me to sleep on a bed of bulky checkbooks and disdainful office files; dreaming about the company’s profit and loss accounts even during my deep slumber,
While infact I wanted to lie down with her on the marshy slopes; profoundly feeling the gentle waters of the river nimbly caress my toes.
My Boss wanted me to incessantly fantasize about his corporate adversaries; trying to perceive all round the clock a flurry of ingenious ways to cunningly defeat them,
While infact I wanted to solely fantasize about her;
dream about living with her on cloud nine; every unveiling second of the day.
My Boss wanted me to speak in bombastic slang and smile as soon as I encountered any of his revered customers; putting up an overwhelmingly spurious pretence under my meticulously ironed shirt,
While infact I wanted to whisper in her ears only the unending tales of my desire; embrace her for immortal moments in the formidable grip of my romance.
My Boss wanted me to sip colorless tea sitting in the matchbox shaped conference room; taking down notes as the minister spoke,
While infact I wanted to drink all the sweetness from her lips; probing my tongue wildly across every corner of her skin.
My Boss wanted me to paint every barren space I saw;
with slogans haughtily advertising about his company,
While infact I wanted to paint her entire body with the color of my love; emboss on every part of her flesh the tenacity of my intricate feelings.
My Boss wanted me to count daily the balance lurking in the reserve lockers; shrewdly negotiate every iota ; seeing to it that nobody got even a penny more than what they deserved,
While infact I wanted to count all the hair trapped within her eyelashes; sight my reflection in her palms sparkling with robust health.
My Boss wanted me to boast pretentiously about his greatness in front of his wife; admire his obnoxiously filthy demeanor in front of every girl that trespassed across his shadow,
While infact I wanted to boast only about her; write volumes and volumes of literature describing each of her spell binding parts.
And my Boss wanted me to eat, breathe, and sleep Business; refraining me to wander or even think beyond monotonous realms of his pathetic office,
While infact I wanted to eat, breathe, sleep only her name; keep her imprisoned in my heart; not only for this birth; but for infinite more births to come .

THE HARDEST THING FOR A WRITER TO BEAR

The hardest thing for a mother to bear; was the sudden death of her new born and sweet infant,
The hardest thing for a Businessman to bear; was the abrupt closure of his Business; his goods being auctioned in the market at a price lesser than stones,
The hardest thing for a bird to bear; was that her eggs got stolen by the vicious snake right in front of her eyes,
The hardest thing for a desert to bear; was its barren and magnificently shimmering sands; being extravagantly flooded with water,
The hardest thing for a boxer to bear; was opprobrious defeat; being decimated to the floor by his timid adversary,
The hardest thing for an automobile to bear; was the dismal snapping of its brakes; as it was just seconds away from reaching the summit of the mountain,
The hardest thing for the eye to bear; was its inability to recognize its most revered and beloved;
even as she passed at whisker lengths from its body,
The hardest thing for a eunuch to bear; was the volley of insults and ignominious rebukes it received; the hilarious laughter which it was subjected to; for no absolutely no fault of its at all,
The hardest thing for the shoe to bear; was exploding into infinite fragments; the moment it tread nimbly on the soil,
The hardest thing for the consortium of diabolical black clouds to bear; was not being able to incessantly rain; even after floating rampantly for hours in the sky,
The hardest thing for a robust swimmer to bear; was lying like a frigid mute leaf in the pool; when the race to the trophy was just about to commence,
The hardest thing for the lips to bear; was the acrimonious society coming in between then and their enchanting lover,
The hardest thing for the wealthiest man on this earth to bear; was the girl of his dreams kicking all his opulence; eloping with that beggar instead; whom she had ardently given her heart,
The hardest thing for the impeccable and sparkling shirt to bear; was being ripped apart to uncouth strands; as it confronted head on with the worst of cyclonic storm,
The hardest thing for the conscience to bear; was overwhelming guilt pounding on it like a volcano from all sides; as it agonizingly conceived its tale of blatant lies,
The hardest thing for the spring waters to bear; was getting adulterated by infinitesimal specks of dirt;
as they gushed past contaminated slopes of lecherous mankind,
The hardest thing for the lion to bear; was being ingeniously outwitted by the hunter; despite being crowned the irrefutable king of the jungle,
The hardest thing for the hands to bear; was their inefficiency to save several lives in vicinity as they were incarcerated in chains; although they knew the Herculean strength circulating in their bones,
The hardest thing for God to bear; was infinite numbers of his molecules fighting with each other on this earth; the very planet which he had created as paradise; now metamorphosing into a river of hostile death,
And the hardest thing for a writer to bear; when despite dedicating all his mind, body and soul to his profession; chiseling every alphabet he perceived with his very own blood; his work didn t sell .

INEVITABLE DEATH

Every day I polished my teeth with scintillating toothpaste; scrupulously scrapping even the most minuscule chunk of dirt trapped in the interiors within,
Every day I washed my body tenaciously with raw soap;
intricately extracting even the most infinitesimal particle of dandruff from my scalp,
Every day I trimmed my nails; judiciously seeing to it that they didn t protrude even a trifle more than necessary,
Every day I placed my soggy shoes in blistering sunlight; in order to fumigate even the last ounce of fungus disdainfully adhering incorrigibly to my shoes,
Every day I ironed my clothes with a steaming iron;
profoundly ensuring that every single little cringe metamorphosed itself into handsome neat folds,
Every day I applied tons of redolent powder on my skin; spraying every cranny of my armpits with rejuvenating fountains of pungent scent,
Every day I massaged soothing sandalwood paste on my cheeks; in order to impart my fatigued complexion with that immortal shine and bountiful glow,
Every day I wore expensive designer shirts; with an array of stunningly gaudy designs embossed within;
making me the darling of all teenage girls,
Every day I consumed several bottles of sparkling spring water; to pacify the unrelenting fires smoldering violently in my scorched throat,
Every day I drove in a new car; letting its swanky interiors and Herculean speed flamboyantly ignite the dormant adventurer in my persona,
Every day I visited a myriad of valleys and royal palace; with a festoon of glittering images taking complete control of my fading imagination,
Every day I conversed with the most mesmerizing of fairies every existing in this Universe; let the enchantment in their eyes drown me into a valley of perpetual bliss,
Every day I suckled boundless cans of succulent food and ravishing beer; gulped and chewed indefatigably to my ultimate heart’s content,
Every day I philandered in rustic cowboy boots through sprawling territories of the meadow; chasing the sheep and peacocks; blending myself profusely with the natural environment,
Every day I sighted my reflection in the most fascinating of glass on the globe for hours immemorial; sipped delectable streams of honey and herbal tea; seated within the plush interiors of the grandiloquently golden aircraft,
Every day I signed countless number of cheques with my bulky leather pen; shaking hands with towering business magnates and a flurry of prominent ministers,
Every day I listened to the most enigmatic of tunes floating passionately on this planet, relishing the mystical froth of the waterfalls cascading through my curled eyelashes,
Every day I gobbled down a battalion of robust vitamins; to fortify and replenish my body against dirt and inexplicable disease,
Every day I donated millions of currency coins amongst all those who badly needed it; dispensed the colossal treasury of my wealth with gay abandon and according to my own will,
Every day I basked in the aisles of unprecedented desire; possessing every intangible object I laid my eyes upon; with the unfathomable power of my wealth,
And yet one day; I found myself buried gruesomely under the morbid corpse; with all my so called ostentation and pretention; now thoroughly blended with small specks of smoky dirt;
Inevitable death had unsparingly mixed me along with infinite others in the soil; and the thing that I was never ready to believe at any stage of my bombastic life; had now snatched me away within fractions of seconds along with my entire mountain of so called wealth and fame .

FAKE GODFATHER

For him I wasn’t a passionate poet penning down thousands of lines of mystical poetry,
What he considered me was just an employee;
relentlessly running in and out; through the doors of his bombastic office.
For him I wasn’t the innocuous child wandering at will through the jungles,
What he considered me was just an embellished servant;
attending to each of his clients with a big and ostentatiously false smile.
For him I wasn t the angel sipping milk delectably from mother cow,
What he considered me was just a hi-tech attendant;
scrupulously sorting and arranging his plethora of computer files.
For him I wasn t the fantasy eye casting my shadow on every pretty damsel that I encountered on the streets,
What he considered me was a financial institution who could extract money from the uncouth world; dispense it judiciously to pacify even the tiniest of his demands.
For him I wasn t the angel who slept cozily for indefatigable number of hours on the silken couch,
What he considered me was just an electric paced machine barging through the door of his office at the crack of dawn; and before anyone else entered his empire.
For him I wasn t the philanderer gallivanting with brazen relish through the winding hills,
What he considered me was just a physically fit and robust individual who could clamber and descend the stairs leading to his cabin umpteenth number of times.
For him I wasn t the carefree and reckless student bunking classroom with nonchalant ease to meet my beloved,
What he considered me was just a special insect; who buzzed incessantly around his visage; pretentiously praising him about things he had never committed.

For him I wasn t the impetuous youngster who spent every night drowned in gallons of intoxicating whisky dancing to the beats of vivacious music,
What he considered me was a professional with dynamic speech; the only man who could entertain his guests for weeks together on the glittering telephone.
For him I wasn t just the tiny kid playing boisterously with several other of my kind,
What he considered me was an audacious and gallant chested soldier; standing tall and domineering to protect his assets; opening the door of his car; every time he felt an urge to drive fast towards the valley of enchantment.
For him I wasn t the emperor of my dreams; sitting on the profusely jeweled throne,
What he considered me was just somebody who could spot and shrug off all the disdainful hair sticking to his shirt; evolve ingenious ideas to fetch him his emoluments for years to unveil.
For him I wasn t the maverick munching toffee and simultaneously writing love letters,
What he considered me was a perfect “Butter Man”
adroitly convincing and polishing the shoes of his vast repertoire of alien customers.
For him I wasn t the mischievous teenager bursting into pools of uninhibited laughter every other second,
What he considered me was just a vibrant entity who wrote his International speech; cajoled his vain senses when he found himself encompassed by a state of inexplicable nervousness.
For him I wasn t the pampered boy feasting my eyes on a fathomless ensemble of ravishing fruits and curd,
What he considered me was just an executive who could prolifically travel all around the country; while he slept blissfully with the girl of his dreams; with nothing else except his snores to disturb him.
For him I wasn t a prince swimming in an ocean of pearls; tossing an armory of jewels like matchsticks in the air,
What he considered me was just an infinitesimal little banana; whose skin he could ruthlessly peel whenever he wanted; before savoring the entire fruit.
For him I wasn t the baby cuddling tightly to my mother’s invincible lap; drifting off to blissful sleep as she sung mystical rhymes into my ear,
What he considered me was just a mature broker;
intricately manipulating and shielding each of his shady and illegal deals.
For him I wasn t the adventurous crusader; profoundly admiring a blanket of voluptuous stars from the summit of the hill,
What he considered me was just an expert salesman;
propagating the essence of his hollow ideals far and wide; standing dead straight as if struck by a hostile arrow; nodding my head boundless number of times to the faintest of whispers he uttered.
For him I wasn t God’s vehement disciple; inexorably ringing the bells of the temple; wholesomely lost in the omnipotent aura of the creator,
What he considered me was just an obnoxious table of reception; uttering “hi”, “hallo”, “sorry”, “thank you”, all throughout the waking day and for some part of the moistened night.
For him I wasn t my beloved’s lover; enveloped intensely in the supremely volatile arms of her romance,
What he considered me was just a dirty solicitor; ever ready to fight every legal case of his; win every battle triumphantly in front of the judge.
For him I wasn t human at all; with feelings, desires;
fantasies; emotions; passions..etc,
What he considered me was just his chained employee;
licking his feet in meek submission; executing all his Business deals to astronomical perfection.

As these were the things inevitable to be done; to get that pay cheque of mine at the end of every month; and of course till that time he could take the privilege of dominating me,
But mind you irrespective of my compulsion to exist;
he would only for the time being remain my fake godfather; but could never replace and was nowhere near even the minutest shadows of my adorable and Omniscient Creator .

ONLY WRITE POETRY

Could the ocean ever dream of relinquishing its majestic waves; flowing as placid as the solitary pond spawned by the monsoons?
Could the sky ever dream of existing without its conglomerate of puffy clouds; stare sheepishly towards the earth like a dead canvas painted with blue?
Could the mother ever dream of killing her child;
slicing its robust meat to satisfy her gluttony?
Could the fish ever dream of living without water;
slithering miserably on ground like the venomous snake?
Could the cow ever dream of eating thorns instead of leafy grass; lazing in desolate solitude without oozing even an iota of milk?
Could the elephant ever dream of running as fast as the spotted panther; climbing up the hazel tree trunk with the nimble ease of a bushy squirrel?
Could the desert ever dream of being enveloped with pools of crystal water; all its shimmering and fathomless sands drenched completely with spongy liquid?
Could the freezing ice-cream ever dream of charring an individual to raw soot; reducing his demeanor to inconspicuous particles of grey ash?
Could the obnoxious river of sweat ever dream of diffusing marvelous scent; spreading its fragrance far and wide to every corner of the vast globe?
Could the incongruous little street fly ever dream of sitting on the royal throne; barking orders to soldiers and countrymen instead of sitting on rotten fruit?
Could the intoxicating bottle of scarlet whisky ever dream of becoming a saint; instilling godly virtues in a person consuming it; instead of making him swoon on the ground?
Could the stray rat ever dream of weaving immaculate fabric; eating on the table with scintillating forks and spoons; instead of poking its nose pertinently at the cheese kept in the refrigerator?
Could the wife who loved her husband over and above everything on this planet ever dream of murdering him;
slashing his veins for perfectly no rhyme or reason?
Could the ghost imprisoned deep inside the dilapidated corpse ever dream of facing the entire army; defeating the valiant commanders; instead of inhabiting haunted house?
Could the honey trickling delectably from the beehive ever dream of decimating a person; make him loose his last breath; instead of tickling him mischievously in his stomach?
Could the ominous beaked vampire ever dream of instilling new life in people; benevolently helping humanity; instead of brutally sucking gallons of blood from the body of human?
Could the white skinned and satanic shark ever dream of giving children a flurry of amicable smiles;
reciting to them stories of their motherland; instead of pulverizing them to mincemeat with its knife like jaws?
Could the Creator ever dream of destroying the entire Universe; erasing the globe from its very rudimentary roots; instead of imparting fresh life every unleashing instant?
Then how the hell could you ever dream that I went to office from the crack of every dawn; to the striking of every midnight; when infact my mind; body and sensitive soul; wanted to do nothing else but float in the aisles of surreal desire; bask in the glory of the beauty hovering around; profoundly admire and imbibe all the beauty existing in this world; when infact all myself created till date and still to evolve wanted to ONLY WRITE POETRY .

PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE LIFE

One moment I felt as if I was dismally sinking to the rock bottom of the fathomlessly deep ocean; while the very next instant God placed me in the captains cabin; on the opulently diamond studded ship,
One moment I felt as if I was not even able to remember my very own name; while the very next instant God made me the most ingenious Scientist ever born on this planet,
One moment I felt as if I was slowly losing my ability to sight; with the world seeming an obfuscated blur through my drearily batting lids; while the very next instant God made me a lanky beaked hawk; able to dive from astronomical heights; catch my succulent prey in a just single dip,
One moment I felt as if I was going to be brutally pulverized in the gruesome car accident; while the very next instant God placed me on the top most summit of the mountain; made me witness the entire world as a blissfully astounding paradise,
One moment I felt as if I was begging disdainfully on the appallingly shivering streets; while the very next instant God granted me a seat on the supremely embellished golden throne; made me the most invincible and worshipped king,
One moment I felt as if I was writhing miserably on the floor in thoroughly lost despair; while the very next instant God made me the impregnably towering fortress; which was simply unable to invade from any side,
One moment I felt as if I was starving without a droplet of water being visible till far and remote distances; while the very next instant God inundated my empty bowl with tantalizing morsels of food; pacified my scorching throat to an extent that it never felt thirsty all my life,
One moment I felt that I was being assaulted by a gang of viciously satanic demons; running like a matchstick through the desolate lanes of the city; while the very next instant God made me the president of the country; with a fleet of armed bodyguards following me like a shadow wherever I went,
One moment I felt that I was stuttering on every word that I spoke; was hardly able to complete a single sentence without pathetically floundering infinite number of times; while the very next instant God made me the best musician trespassing on this earth; mesmerizing millions with the magnetic charisma in my voice,
One moment I felt that I was stumbling embarrassingly at every step I took; while the very next instant God made me a handsome eagle soaring majestically through open blue sky; covering miles of territory on the trot; with a single wing flap of mine,
One moment I felt that I was going to use my thumb to sign all my documents; as I was transiting into blatantly illiterate; while the very next instant God bestowed upon me the prowess of evolving billions of lines of poetry in a single working day,
One moment I felt that I was swooning towards the obdurate ground after a deadly venomous sting; while the very next instant God deluged my life with sweet nectar; made me philander like a prince in an ocean of celestial honey,
One moment I felt that I was overwhelmed with mind boggling stress; would be crushed under the tyranny of monotonous routine which wouldn t spare me the slightest; while the very next instant God blessed me with divinely sleep; swept away even the tiniest of my tension; like the Sun melts white ice,
One moment I felt that I would plummet inevitably into the valley as the brakes of my car abruptly failed; while the very next instant God made me walk without a scratch to my body out of the jammed door; while my automobile exploded into a fireball of pugnacious flames,
One moment I felt that I was shivering hysterically in inexplicable fever and horrendous disease; while the very next instant God made me the perennial waterfall; which delighted millions with its robustly cascading silvery froth,
One moment I felt that I was disappearing into oblivion; with my entity soon about to fade into an island of nothingness; while the very next instant God made me as tall as the boundlessly gargantuan sky; looming large over every other entity on the trajectory of this planet,
One moment I felt that I was crying indefatigably; there was nothing except tears in my uncouthly unpardonable life; while the very next instant God made me break into a battalion of flirtatious smiles; profusely lit up and triggered my life with everlasting happiness,
One moment I felt that I was losing all my power; the bulging muscle in my shoulder was evaporating into obsolete oblivion; while the very next instant God made me the strongest individual on this globe; possessing the supreme tenacity to scrap evil from its very slim and non-existent roots,
And one moment I felt that I was dying; on the brink of relinquishing passionate breath any unveiling second; while the very next instant God not only flooded my staggering lungs with unprecedented amounts of fresh air; but bequeathed upon me the power to exist beyond; past; present and future life .