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Life = Death volume 5 Poems on Life ,

Death

By
Nikhil Parekh

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publication of my Book as above described , in the
Print form . Published here ; is this Poetry Collection
of mine in its entirety , alongwith the differently titled
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My style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
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mortal planet by any mortal , though my Poetry /
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Parekh , ( born 27 August , 1977 ) , poet and author
from Ahmedabad , India . I am also a 10 - Time
National Record holder for my Poetry with the Limca
Book of Records India , limcabookofrecords.in - which
is Indias Best Book of Records , Ranked 2nd in the
World officially to Guinness Book of World Records .
You can visit me at - nikhilparekh.org ; to browse my
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Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife ,
Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity ,
Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood - at this website you can also
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Author Biography
Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 , 1977 ) , from Ahmedabad ,
India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his
Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India limcabookofrecords.in , which is India's Best Book of Records ,
also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of
World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written
by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length
of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle .
The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never

ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet


by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and
natural .
10 National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of
Records India are for
( 1 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in
McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's
Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem , Come
Lets Embrace our New Religion
( 2 ) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year
Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's
National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada
( 3 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a
Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is - Aids
doesn't kill . Your Attitude kills .
( 4 ) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best
Poetry EBook
( 5 ) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the
most number of replies from World Leaders and World
Organizations .
( 6 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to
the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace GoodwillTreaty.org .
( 7 ) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made
into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing
website .
( 8 ) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book
- Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace , at
Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and
largest website for reading books on mobile phones .
( 9 ) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on
Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the
Government of South Africa .

(10) "Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and
currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially
selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ".
The Indian Poet has written thousands of poems on - GOD,
Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death ,
Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood ,
Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of
viewers and downloads on the Internet .
Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God
( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) ,
Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love
Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume
10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a
tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part
8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These
Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry .
The Poets Poetry has had the patronization of several World
Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit Nikhil Parekh at
nikhilparekh.org .

About The Poetry Book


This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually
volume 5 of the Book titled Life = Death Poems on Life ,
Death ( 1200 pages ) . 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.

CONTENTS
1. A GIFT CALLED LIFE
2. LIVE AND LET LIVE
3. NO GHOSTS
4. LIFE AND DEATH
5. HEAVENLY SENSUOUSNESS
6. WHETTING APPETITE FOR LOVE
7. LIFE IS A LOVEBIRD
8. ARTISTS VERSUS TYCOONS
9. NO OVERTAKING
10. THE CRY OF THE HEART
11. MAKE ME IMMUNE
12. BE FANATIC
13. EVERY LIFE IS EMPTY
14. EVERLASTING BEATS
15. MORE STRANGER
16. MY IMPOVERISHED LIFE
17. HATCHING OPEN
18. EACH LIFE LOVES
19. ART AND MANIPULATION
20. ULTIMATE REALITY
21. NEWNESS
22. FROM THE DEVILS PERSPECTIVE
23. AN INFINITE TIMES BETTER
24. A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER
25. Q & A
26. LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL

27. THE GREATEST SIN


28. I SIMPLY DIDNT WANT TO WASTE MY TODAY
29. LEAD LIFE LIKE A MAN
30. BUT WHAT ABOUT THOSE ?
31. IT REALLY DOESNT MATTER
32. LIFE SHOULDNT SLIP AND FLY
33. INFINITE INFINITY
34. TO THE SERVICE OF MANKIND
35. IF YOU REALLY HAD THE URGE TO CLEAN
SOMETHING
36. I STILL HAD LIFE
37. WHAT MADE YOU EVER THINK
38. I LIVE BECAUSE
39. CLICK
40. IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU
41. WHAT IS THE NEED OF ?
42. GIVE ME PERPETUAL DEATH INSTEAD
43. WHERE THERE IS NO LOVE
44. LIFE IS NOT A FEATURE FILM
45. WHAT WAS HAPPENING WRONG
46. THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THAT VOICE
47. OUR GREATEST RICHNESS
48. LIVE LIFE WHOLEHEARTEDLY
49. IF I HAD CLOSED MY BREATH YESTERDAY
50. THE GREATEST SIN

1. A GIFT CALLED LIFE


In order to augment the glory of the crystalline sky; God
inundated it with a festoon of enchantingly misty clouds,
In order to augment the glory of the lanky tree; God flooded its
barren surface with a blanket of fresh green leaves,
In order to augment the glory of the fleshy palm; God
embellished its surface with a myriad of fascinating lines
bifurcated into islands and forks,
In order to augment the glory of the plain atmosphere; God
deluged its gloomy ambience with sizzling rays of brilliant
Sunlight,
In order to augment the glory of the colossal ocean; God
imparted its boundless surface with a cavalcade of ravishingly
frosty waves,
In order to augment the glory of fecund territories of brown soil;
God embodied its surface with a wide fraternity of salubrious
crop,

In order to augment the glory of the voluptuously fathomless


jungles; God placed a battalion of majestic lions on its rustled
paths,
In order to augment the glory of the towering mountains; God
embedded their treacherous slopes with compassionate balls of
white snow,
In order to augment the glory of the redolently scarlet rose; God
granted its demeanor with a seductively exotic scent,
In order to augment the glory of the delectably hidden nest; God
filled its empty persona with a cluster of stupendously charming
and innocuous eggs,
In order to augment the glory of the placid night; God blessed its
shivering persona with amicably twinkling stars,
In order to augment the glory of the gorgeously unsurpassable
valley; God lit up its dolorous space with a boisterously pepped
up and a stringent echo,
In order to augment the glory of the innocuously wandering cow;
God imparted it with the prowess of oozing life yielding and
sacrosanct milk,
In order to augment the glory of cascading rain; God
impregnated the cosmos with a spell binding and vivacious
rainbow,
In order to augment the glory of mammoth stacks of diamonds
and gold; God triggered their periphery with a mesmerizing and
perennial shine,
In order to augment the glory of the blind bat; God granted it
with the astounding ability to stick wherever it wanted; to sleep
upside down,
In order to augment the glory of the blossoming shoots of
bountiful grass; God overwhelmed its tips with tantalizingly
alluring dewdrops,

In order to augment the glory of true love; God gave it the


highest priority on his agendas of this unfathomable Universe;
granted it the virtue of being supremely immortal,
And in order to augment the glory of every human; God
swamped his dead body with an armory of passionate heart
beats; flooded his dormant lungs with gargantuan
bellows of fresh breath; bestowed upon him the most wonderful
gift existing on this planet; a gift that we all know today as life.

2. LIVE AND LET LIVE


Smile philanthropically; and let others smile too; to their
ultimate hearts content,

Fly uninhibitedly; and let others fly like a prince too; through the
majestically bountiful cocoon of crimson clouds,
Wink flirtatiously; and let others wink too; through the aisles of
unprecedented desire and rhapsodically ardent happiness,
Gallop enthusiastically; and let others gallop too; in untamed
frenzy through the mystically alluring hills; drowned in golden
light of the dazzling firebody of Sun,
Donate chivalrously; and let others donate too; with all the
goodness assimilated in their magnanimously benevolent souls,
Embrace passionately; and let others embrace too; with
thunderbolts of ardent yearning; escalating perennially in their
impoverished souls,
Sing melodiously; and let others sing too; unveiling the most
innermost arenas of their enslaved conscience; into ebulliently
captivating sound,
Dance tantalizingly; and let others dance too; diffusing waves of
unrelenting passion in the heart of the romantically philandering
midnight,
Fantasize intransigently; and let others fantasize too; basking in
the glory of unfathomably stupendous beauty around; being
perpetually entrenched by the
magnificence of this enigmatically alluring Universe,
Talk dynamically; and let others talk too; discovering a new
found confidence in their voice; the sound lingering in each iota
of their blood; to make them feel the most blissful entities alive,
Share generously; and let others share too; ubiquitously
disseminating the essence of everlasting humanity; to march
forward as the strongest civilization; alike,
Evolve intriguingly; and let others evolve too; innocuously
harnessing each ingenious idea of theirs into; the corridors of a
celestial paradise,

Bond compassionately; and let others bond too; in threads of


invincible harmony and mutual symbiosis; together defending
the most mightiest of acrimonious attack on this planet,
Walk flamboyantly; and let others walk too; enchantingly leading
each day as it unleashed; persevering with stupendous honesty
and fortitude; towards their ultimate mission in life,
Philander charismatically; and let other philander too; exploring
all the incredulously ravishing beauty on this earth; blossoming
each instant into an unbelievable festoon of joyous ecstasy,
Romanticize exotically; and let others romanticize too;
enlightening their lives as well as that of their fellow mates; with
optimistic hope and vivaciously vibrant celebration,
Breathe royally; and let others breathe too; exhaling each puff of
air; with insurmountable exhilaration to lead a countless more
magnetically enriching lives,
Love immortally; and let others love too; bonding each heart
across the complexion of this gigantic globe; with the
impregnable ocean of compassionate empathy,
Live like a King; and let others live too; soaring higher than the
clouds every unveiling minute of Oligarchic existence; gushing
forward like an euphoric whirlwind; as each chapter of joy and
pain; unfurled inexplicably in life.

3. NO GHOSTS
The ghost of the impoverished beggar; indefatigably chased all
those opulently uncouth entities; who had so barbarically kicked
him once upon a time; on the streets of rambunctiously
threadbare nothingness,
The ghost of the hapless destitute; unrelentingly chased all those
tyrannically lambasting tycoons; who had so unsparingly
deprived her of pristine innocence once upon a time; maliciously
infiltrating into her enchantingly bountiful life,
The ghost of the unfortunate orphan; relentlessly chased all
those diabolically evil spirits; who had so ruthlessly torn it apart
from its Omnipotent parents once upon a time; penalizing it for
ostensibly no reason or rhyme,
The ghost of the brutally pulverized leaf; intransigently chased
all those ungainly footsteps; who had so deliberately massacred
it once upon a time; metamorphosing its cradle of insatiable
ecstasy into a graveyard of gruesome silence,
The ghost of the scorching desert; timelessly chased all those
acrimoniously sweltering rays of the Sun; which had so
truculently whiplashed it once upon a time; perniciously roasting
its tranquility with fireballs of unbearable heat,
The ghost of the excoriated shark; endlessly chased all those
ominous hunters; who had so demonically slit its throat once
upon a time; rendering its unconquerably princely form into an
inconspicuous coffin of meaningless bone,

The ghost of the assassinated artist; tirelessly chased all those


conventionally stringent section of society; who had so
ignominiously ostracized his work once upon a time; snobbishly
tainting his marvelous artistry with their pompously deadened
spit,
The ghost of the ghastily blinded eye; limitlessly chased all those
venomous thorns; who had so mercilessly pierced its periphery
once upon a time; invidiously marauding its carpet of spell
binding sensuousness with a treachery befitting a dreaded
swine,
The ghost of the maimed urchin; intractably chased all those
salacious dictators; who had so lethally victimized its body once
upon a time; transformed its gorgeously robust complexion into
a shell of reclusively disparaging doom,
The ghost of the tortured slave; immutably chased all those
devilish powerhouses; which had so gorily crucified his vivacious
soul once upon a time; despicably invading his fountain of
uninhibited freedom with chains of incarcerating prejudice,
The ghost of the heinously disintegrated egg; murderously
chased all those
perilous vultures; who had so satanically smashed it once upon a
time; remorsefully depriving it of even the most infinitesimal of
chance to witness the mesmerizing planet outside,
The ghost of the pointed cactus; incorrigibly chased all those
grotesque mouths; which had so abominably looked down upon
it once upon a time; treating it as a piece of insipid shit as they
endeavored their best to make fun of it; all the time,
The ghost of the stripped chicken; irrevocably chased all those
heartless butchers; which had so cruelly decimated it once upon
a time; converting it into a pool of pathetic blood just to titillate
the spurious tongues; of countless alien,
The ghost of the annihilated township; uncontrollably chased all
those worthless politicians; who had so unimaginably bombarded
it once upon a time; converting even the most diminutive cranny

of its persona into a battlefield of blood; hatred and abhorrent


war,
The ghost of the isolated path; unflaggingly chased all those
pompously inflated tycoons; who had so impudently rejected it
once upon a time; transiting it into a living mortuary; just to
prevent that extra bit of mud from infiltrating into their
bombastically worthless shoes,
The ghost of underprivileged children; inexhaustibly chased all
those uselessly penalizing mavericks; who had so maliciously
laughed upon their nimble demeanor; just because they were a
shade stronger by the grace of Almighty Lord,
The ghost of the traumatized seductress; unfathomably chased
all those licentiously thwarting devils; who had so forcefully tied
her in shackles of captivity once upon a time; cursing her song of
tantalizing melody; with the cry of vengeful death,
The ghost of the betrayed woman; doggedly chased all those
perfidiously diseased impressions; which had so astutely trapped
her once upon a time; transiently igniting the fires of
unbelievable voluptuousness in her life; before ghoulishly
shattering her for a countless more lives,
But the seed of immortal love had no ghost; not even the most
tiniest of
sinister spirit to be afraid of; as it flowered into the most
Omnipresent entrenchment of the divine; timelessly blossoming
into the feathers of unshakable togetherness; even after all had
died; even after the dying of unstoppable time.

4. LIFE AND DEATH


As much enchantingly resplendent was the fabric of; perennially
blossoming life,
Insidiously penalizing and inexplicably frustrating; were the
pathetically dwindling chapters of disastrously gory death.

As much blissfully proliferating was the garden of; vivaciously


Omnipotent life,
Horrifically crucifying and despicably stagnating; were the coffin
nails of
remorsefully fretting death.
As much irrefutably truthful was the wind of; exhilaratingly
ebullient life,
Dolorously manipulative and abhorrently lecherous; were the
flagrantly foul
gutters of ruthlessly asphyxiating death.
As much patriotically sparkling was the complexion of; vibrantly
bountiful life,
Salaciously impeding and vehemently whipping; were the
stinking graveyards of
indescribably orphaned death.
As much refreshingly appetizing was the gorge of; astoundingly
mesmerizing life,
Lethally lambasting and forlornly decaying; were the satanic
gallows of invidiously stifling death.
As much tantalizingly silken was the mist of; enchantingly
triumphant life,
Cold-bloodedly massacring and vindictively venomous; were the
lackluster corpses
of ghastily sullen death.
As much exotically enticing was the meadow of; vibrantly
titillating life,
Gruesomely parasitic and tyrannically torturous; were the
mortifying gutters
of despicably abominable death.
As much poignantly perpetual was the bond of; fascinatingly
blissful life,
Lecherously lashing and diabolically pulverizing; were the
cacophonic skeletons
of grotesquely savage death.

As much celestially placating was the reverie of; gorgeously


marvellous life,
Blatantly corrupt and meaninglessly ungainly; were the hopeless
dungeons
of disparagingly derogatory death.
As much ravishingly sensuous was the heaven of; scintillatingly
Omniscient life,
Ghoulishly indiscriminate and traumatically hideous; were the
nonchalant worms
of bizarrely rotten death.
As much innocuously sacred was the cradle of; bountifully
proliferating life,
Ominously crippling and preposterously dastardly; were the
lackadaisically disappearing shadows of obsoletely jinxed death.
As much timelessly compassionate was the path of; victoriously
blazing life,
Licentiously withering and regretfully castigating; were the
heinously endless curses
of drearily dolorous death.
As much regally ubiquitous was the essence of; Omnipresently
magnetic life,
Baselessly stunted and horrifically wailing; were the pernicious
maelstroms of sordidly demonic death.
As much flamboyantly glittering was the cistern of; vividly
eclectic life,
Worthlessly lazing and sardonically stunted; were the prejudiced
whiplashes
of criminally castrating death.
As much beautifully harmonious was the tonic of; Omnipotently
bestowing life,
Hatefully hunchbacked and ambiguously stinging; were the
hypocrite stones
of disdainfully ostracizing death.
As much holistically eternal was the rainbow of; everlastingly
blissful life,

Truculently sucking and maliciously distorted; were the sinister


tunes of mercilessly snapping death.
As much graciously charismatic was the wall of; unshakably
patriotic life,
Insanely bereaved and uxoriously fiendish; were the prurient
rides of idiosyncratically feckless death.
As much marvellously bequeathing was the cloudburst of;
unconquerably untamed life,
Irately impudent and obnoxiously sultry; were the rebuking
waves of agonizingly suffocating death.
As much wonderfully fragrant was the jacket of; unassailably
glorious life,
Inconspicuously snobbish and punitively parsimonious; were the
bellicose voices
of vengefully woeful death.
As much supremely humanitarian was the armor of; perpetually
affable life,
Shiveringly morbid and abusively mercurial; were the ungainly
tunes of devastatingly disintegrating death.
As much unsurpassably enthralling was the fortress of;
unflinchingly intrepid life,
Ludicrously cowardly and treacherously hollow; were the
ignominious potholes of pugnaciously threadbare death.
As much invaluably Godly was the whistle of; never-endingly
augmenting life,
Haplessly destitute and unfathomably maimed; were the evil
arms of relentlessly weeping death.
And as much fervently passionately was the beat of; immortally
resplendent life,
Brutally snatching and weirdly disfigured; were the barbarically
blood-coated alphabets of unforgivably condemning death.

5. HEAVENLY SENSUOUSNESS
Insatiably making me erupt into a garden of everlasting
enthrallment; profusely blending each of my murderously
devastated senses with the most bountiful paradise of the Lord
Divine,
Fantastically propelling me to indefatigably dance all night;
inundate the curtain of ghastly blackness with the uninhibited
frenzy of my tantalizing gyrations,

Royally perpetuating each arena of my nimbly impoverished


countenance; with unfathomable rivers of majestically titillating
exuberance,
Voluptuously unfurling even the most dolorously strangulated
pores of my skin; to perennially coalesce with the clouds of
enigmatically eluding fantasy,
Such was the untamed inferno of my poignantly charismatic
sensuousness; drowning me forever and ever and ever into an
ocean of ardently silken desire.
1.
Fabulously mesmerizing me on every step that I transgressed;
blazingly flooding each drearily diminishing nerve of mine with
the eternal elixir of unparalleled excitement,
Bountifully deluging my indolently stony eyeballs with
marvelously ever augmenting exhilaration; impregnating in them
an unsurpassable entrenchment of timeless desire,
Divinely pacifying even the most infinitesimally disgruntled pore
of my visage; with its sky of panoramically rejuvenating
freshness,
Unbelievably enchanting even the most lackadaisically loitering
ingredient of my blood; profoundly embellishing my entire body
with its of unending graciousness,
Such was the unassailable heaven of my ravishing sensuousness;
incessantly spiraling above the skies of unending yearning;
perpetually drifting me solely towards the
path of sparkling enticement.
2.
Miraculously instilling uninhibited spurts of ebullient lightening
in my pathetically croaking voice; euphorically escalating it to
wholesomely melange with a fountain of resplendent goodness,
Piquantly adorning my nonchalantly fading lips with a flavor so
intransigently regale; that I uncontrollably kissed even the most
diminutive iota of rhapsody cascading freely in the beautiful
atmosphere,
Magnificently unveiling every bit of asphyxiated emotion brutally
trapped in the innermost realms of my conscience; liberating my
body into the aisles of celestially gallivanting freedom and far

away from the uncouth vagaries of this treacherously


manipulative planet,
Voraciously tickling each cranny of my miserably disheveled
flesh; witnessing me ecstatically bounce way beyond the
corridors of gloriously princely imagination,
Such was the romantically fiery cistern of my silken
sensuousness; aristocratically draping my mercurial form with
the jubilant inebriation and patriotism of
wonderful rhyme.
3.
Gorgeously incinerating my brain to fantasize beyond the land of
the charmingly extraordinary; unrelentingly delving and
exploring the territories of insatiably euphoric wilderness,
Magically bestowing my penuriously dwindling aura with an
unsurpassable festoon of melody; splendidly healing even the
most inexplicably traumatic of my wounds,
Compassionately caressing even the most parsimonious trace of
frazzled agony round my body; with its winds of unshakably
unprecedented belonging,
Transiting me into the most astoundingly celestial reverie of my
life; fabulously painting each of my dreams with the unending
magic of Gods pricelessly proliferating creation,
Such was the triumphant river of my spell binding sensuousness;
resplendently harnessing every disastrously dithering element of
my visage; with a wand of magically burgeoning intoxication and
immortal enthrallment.

6. WHETTING APPETITE FOR LOVE


In order to whet appetite for food; all that was required was the
tantalizing scent of heavenly corn,
In order to whet appetite for the morning; all that was required
was; the boisterously bubbly chirp of the melodious cuckoo,
In order to whet appetite for beauty; all that was required was;
ravishingly seductive breeze; which transited you into an
indefinite stupor above the clouds,
In order to whet appetite for fantasy; all that was required was;
a fabulously gorgeous valley inundated with fireballs of mystical
enchantment,
In order to whet appetite for farming; all that was required was
fathomless acres of ravenously pristine soil; a rhapsodic festoon
of clouds deluging the horizons with stupendous mysticism,
In order to whet appetite for adventure; all that was required
was; boundless kilometers of undulating terrain; the insatiably
titillating waves of the poignantly gorgeous ocean,
In order to whet appetite for a kiss; all that was required was;
celestially divine contours of voluptuous lips; pursing themselves
ardently in the heart of the charismatic night,

In order to whet appetite for childhood; all that was required


was; the irrefutably sacrosanct mother; incredulously igniting
the innocuously frolicking child in your monotonously
commercial eyes,
In order to whet appetite for study; all that was required was; an
unparalleled ambition which had nowhere else; but the
ingratiatingly mesmerizing corridors of paradise to go,
In order to whet appetite for mysticism; all that was required
was; an unfathomable myriad of alluring destiny lines; that
unveiled tumultuous enigma; at every encounter with pragmatic
life,
In order to whet appetite for cleanliness; all that was required
was; the insurmountably rejuvenating sheet of silken stars; a
harmoniously captivating
waterfall; handsomely culminating into vivacious froth; after
clashing against the wonderful rocks,
In order to whet appetite for artistry; all that was required was
the innermost catharsis of the majestic soul; an exuberantly
enthralling backdrop of scarlet roses amidst the skies,
In order to whet appetite for galloping; all that was required
was; an uninterrupted race track stretching into spell binding
wilderness; a royal horse compassionately neighing to be set
free,
In order to whet appetite for mischief; all that was required was
a fantastically emulating chimpanzee; bouncing in the aisles of
free flowing fantasy and surreptitious foliage,
In order to whet appetite for marketing; all that was required
was; an insurmountably exciting challenge; a market
commensurately disseminated with customers of every
fraternity; customers of every kind,
In order to whet appetite for romancing; all that was required
was; poignant winds of perpetual stillness; a philanthropically
commiserating partner of your choice,

In order to whet appetite for friendship; all that was required


was; a magnanimously sharing conscience; a mate to lean upon
symbiotically at all times,
In order to whet appetite for war; all that was required was a
preposterously treacherous enemy; an unprecedented urge to do
or die; for alleviating mankind,
And in order to whet appetite for love; all that was required was
a turbulently throbbing heart; and its immortal ocean of
everlasting beats; which for infinite births kept you breathing
with the divine; and supremely alive.

7. LIFE IS A LOVEBIRD
Life is a resplendent flower; the more you ardently inhale it; the
more it casts its fragrant spell upon each cranny of your
disastrously frazzled demeanor; for centuries immemorial,
Life is an invincible mountain; the more you valiantly clamber it;
the more it impregnably defends every iota of your bereaved
countenance; against the most
acrimoniously vicious attacks,
Life is a tantalizing ocean; the more you profusely swim in it; the
more it envelops your cloudburst of inexplicable agonies; with its
enchantingly rhapsodic tanginess,

Life is a ravishing cloud; the more insatiably you float in it; the
more it encapsulates your monotonously beleaguered senses; in
an entrenchment of mystically voluptuous sensuousness,
Life is a blazing Sun; the more unflinchingly you stare at it; the
more it magnanimously bequeaths upon you the tenacity; to
surge relentlessly forward
towards your philanthropically divine goals,
Life is a tingling dewdrop; the more bountifully you caress it; the
more it enshrouds every element of your disastrously dwindling
persona; with majestically tranquil compassion,
Life is a resplendent star; the more uninhibitedly you let it in
your dwelling; the more it wholesomely infiltrates your ghastily
bereaved conscience; with innocuously twinkling beams of
sacrosanct light,
Life is an exhilarating adventure; the more poignantly you
pursue it; the more it enthrallingly perpetuates into each of your
brutally extinguishing nerves; to unconquerably metamorphose
them into the boundaries of spell binding paradise,
Life is an exotic waterfall; the more fervently you bathe in it; the
more it astoundingly washes each of your inadvertently
committed sins; maneuvering you towards the path of
everlasting prosperity,
Life is a true story; the more passionately you engross in it; the
more it romantically titillates each aspect of your insidiously
dithering existence; with its insurmountably ingratiating melody,
Life is an Omnipotent form; the more devoutly you respect it; the
more it uninhibitedly blesses every aspect of your survival;
miraculously transforming all
your traumatized anguish; into a fountain of perennially
sparkling happiness,
Life is an Omniscient elixir; the more tenaciously you drink it;
the more it handsomely relieves you of even the most
infinitesimal of your tensions; indefatigably
propelling you to fantasize like a prince,

Life is an enchanting dream; the more unfathomably you


perceive it; the more it blissfully it placates all your savagely
manipulative apprehensions; engenders
you to astonishingly procreate a countless more brilliantly
victorious tomorrows,
Life is a melodious song; the more you patriotically sing it; the
more it bestows you with the Herculean tenacity; to
wholesomely free your atrociously besieged; and sacred
motherland,
Life is an unassailable fortress; the more you vehemently respect
it; the more it perpetually sequesters you in its Omnipresent
belly; nourishes each cranny of your existence with the tonic of
radiantly vivacious righteousness,
Life is a vivid rainbow; the more you profusely absorb it; the
more it stupendously inundates your despicably collapsing
existence; with an unsurpassable kaleidoscope; of beauty; color;
and amiably charming humanity,
Life is a humanitarian necklace; the more you chivalrously wear
it; the more it showers upon your penurious visage all richness
of this planet; the pricelessly regale religion of mankind,
Life is a Divine heaven; the more you tirelessly salute it; the
more it benevolently blesses your pathetically withering nostrils;
with unsurpassable fireballs of aristocratically exuberant breath,
And life is a lovebird; the more you ecstatically let it fly; the
more it envelops your tyrannically imprisoned heart; with
immortal beats of love; love; and only unshakably Godly Love.

8. ARTISTS VERSUS TYCOONS


Artists assimilated the vibrantly unfurling beauty of the
atmosphere; majestically on the resplendent palette of their
lives,
Tycoons traded the same in the spuriously stinking stock
markets; savagely marauding their bountiful fragrance in the
web of indescribably salacious savagery.
Artists inundated vivaciously enamoring color even in the most
dolorously deadened entities; spawning a civilization of ravishing
sensuousness on even the most obsoletely decaying step that
they tread,
Tycoons ghastily buried live organisms into threadbare mud;
erecting castles of their invidiously malicious wealth; upon
unfathomably tyrannized blood and skull.
Artists wonderfully absorbed even the most infinitesimal iota of
charismatic voluptuousness from the planet around; eternally
making it the ravishing mascara of their philandering eyelashes,
Tycoons ruthlessly boiled the same in cauldrons of manipulative
malice; beheading man and animal barbarically alike; to
bombastically toast for their nocturnal delights.
Artists insurmountably titillated even the coffins of penalizing
midnight; with the stupendously enchanting melody in their
vividly wandering sounds,
Tycoons mercilessly invaded every speck of this gloriously
palpitating Universe; with the overwhelmingly bizarre
cacophony of lecherously crippling monotony.
Artists fulminated into an unsurpassable ocean of fantasy with
every unveiling minute; tantalizing even the most alien
mountains of absolution; with their
beautifully mesmerizing footsteps,
Tycoons fretted; fumed; made life an irascibly unforgiving hell
for every entity around them; after stepping out of the realms of
the dastardly superficial office.

Artists perpetuated a fathomless garden of spell binding


fragrance on every single occasion that they exotically kissed
mother earth; erupting into the flavor of timeless humanity for
times immemorial; and with the consent of the Creator Divine,
Tycoons tirelessly slithered their way through the gutters of
crucifying corruption; asphyxiating the breath of countless
innocent; in their quest for reaching the epitome of baselessly
empty supremacy.
Artists treated every organism alive as an unshakably ubiquitous
paradise; profoundly saluting the scintillating path of
compassionate righteousness in every heart throbbing with
enamoring life,
Tycoons parasitically lambasted the diminutively poor;
uxoriously licked the sordid feet of the domineeringly rich; in
their never-ending hunger to posses the ludicrously white collar;
for a countless more lifetimes.
Artists irrefutably believed in the sacrosanct cradle of beautiful
proliferation; timelessly evolving a township of astoundingly
redolent newness in every conceivable direction; that they cast
their intoxicating eyes,
Tycoons deliberately impeded Gods most cherished process of
procreation; on the meaningless pretext that their palaces of
sleazily glittering gold; would become a trifle too overcrowded.
And Artists perpetually worshipped nothing else but love; love
and perennial love; bonding with its heavenly spirit to
immortalize the spirit of ingratiating life on this boundlessly
gregarious earth,
While tycoons insidiously broke hearts like a pack of soggy
matchsticks; criminally philosophizing an insipidly emotionless
environment; sanctimonious cigar smoke; raunchy vixen and
wine; as the only mantra to forever survive.

9. NO OVERTAKING
It was intransigently impossible to overtake the Omnipotent Sun;
as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably overwhelmed
by an unfathomable entrenchment of perennially jubilant shine,
It was intractably impossible to overtake the fathomless ocean;
as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably outclassed by
an unending festoon of undulating waves; thunderously sending
me backwards; rollicking towards the cold rocks,
It was irrevocably impossible to overtake the sensuous clouds; as
every step that I took forward; was irrefutably overshadowed by
a mist of perpetually enthralling and untamed exhilaration,
It was incorrigibly impossible to overtake the sacrosanct
chapters of Creation; as every step that I took forward; was

irrefutably outnumbered by the infinite rhapsodic cries of fresh


birth; that had just unfurled,
It was unbelievably impossible to overtake the scent of
humanitarian goodness; as every step that I took forward; was
irrefutably engulfed with a cistern of invincibly spell binding
righteousness,
It was immutably impossible to overtake the assiduous unveiling
of time; as every step that I took forward; irrefutably
perpetuated even the most infinitesimal
senses of my mind; body and soul with the undeniable spirit of
pragmatically precious present,
It was indefatigably impossible to overtake the township of
heavenly mankind; as every step that I took forward; was
irrefutably overpowered by the unbreakable compassion of
philanthropic oneness,
It was irretrievably impossible to overtake the impregnable
thread of truth; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
transcended by the insatiably enlightening inferno of unflinching
solidarity,
It was imperceptibly impossible to overtake the bountiful stride
of the artist; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
incarcerated in a web of vivaciously everlasting seduction,
It was indomitably impossible to overtake the eternal sounds of
innocence; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
surpassed by a civilization of perennially bestowing and
optimistic illumination,
It was unsalvageably impossible to overtake the absolute zenith
of the gargantuan mountain; as every step that I took forward;
was irrefutably overruled by pricelessly sheer majesty and
unassailable superiority,
It was incomprehensibly impossible to overtake the smile of true
friendship; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
encapsulated by a cavern of unendingly benign congeniality,

It was insurmountably impossible to overtake the inherent


impetuousness of boisterously bubbling youth; as every step that
I took forward; was irrefutably
mellowed by the flame of ardently ebullient adventure,
It was indescribably impossible to overtake the walls of
symbiotic harmony; as every step that I took forward; was
irrefutably nonplussed by the marvelous aristocracy of
enchantingly blessed existence,
It was irredeemably impossible to overtake the Godly Mothers
compassion; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
drowned in an unfathomable whirlpool of incessantly burgeoning
empathy,
It was unstoppably impossible to overtake the melody of rain
soaked air; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
neutralized by a voluptuously nubile seductress; relentlessly
titillating even the heart of my most dolorously deadened night,
It was unsurpassably impossible to overtake the patriotism of
the sacrificing soldier; as every step that I took forward; was
irrefutably outshone by a sky of stupendously ever-pervading
skill and inimitable bravery,
It was dogmatically impossible to overtake the tunnels of
triumphant breath; as every step that I took forward; was
irrefutably outplayed by the majestically benevolent rhythm of;
pristine existence,
And it was hopelessly impossible to overtake the beats of the
poignantly gregarious heart; as every step that I took forward;
was irrefutably outdone by a paradise of immortal love; love and
priceless love.

10. THE CRY OF THE HEART


The cry of the lion was majestically thunderous; although it died
as the minutes rapidly unveiled; with the stupendous tranquility
of the forests taking wholesome control,
The cry of the clouds was insatiably voluptuous; although it
faded after a while; as the Sun Omnipotently enlightened even
the most infinitesimal entity in neighboring vicinity,
The cry of the shark was royally piercing; although it diminished
almost as soon as it had come; with the unfathomably undulating
wave wholesomely drowning it into an ocean of mesmerizing
froth,
The cry of the eagle was exuberantly aristocratic; although it
vanished surreptitiously from the sky in an ethereal flash; as
cyclonically untamed maelstroms perpetuated the canvas of the
panoramic valley,
The cry of the nightingale was melodiously enchanting; although
it blended with the aisles of nothingness after a while; as the
triumphantly trumpeting elephants insatiably marauded the
meadows; left; right and rampant center,
The cry of the gloriously unflinching warrior was supremely
ecstatic; although it coalesced with threadbare mud in an
ethereal instant; as an unsurpassably unending tirade of
pugnacious bombs; brutally plummeted upon him from the
enemy camp,
The cry of the waterfalls was harmoniously enchanting; although
it dried up as quickly as flashes of lightening thunder; as the
tyranny of the acrimoniously sweltering day evaporated every bit
of it; into wisps of obsoletely disappearing oblivion,
The cry of the bee was boisterously swarming; although it soon
mellowed to an inconspicuous trace of its original self; as the
scent of the magnanimously everlasting lotus unconquerably
enshrouded everything above hard ground,

The cry of the seductress was ebulliently tantalizing; although it


disappeared into the ingredients of nothingness like a trice of a
bullet; as the silken magic of the titillating night soon gave way
to the hideously monotonous day,
The cry of the clocktower was stringently meticulous; although it
quickly subsided into a corpse of morbid meaninglessness; as
the lanky arm struck past the wonderfully reverberating hour,
The cry of the rainbow was resplendently vivacious; although it
fleetingly hid in its shell of sequestered oblivion; as the blanket
of poignantly crimson clouds soon took a insurmountably
bountiful grip of the fathomless sky,
The cry of the dewdrops was beautifully exhilarating; although it
pathetically evaporated into bits of open space; as soon as the
Sun blazed to its domineeringly
profound radiance in the boundless sky,
The cry of the leaves was mystically seductive; although it
transformed into a diminutively subdued mellow; as the
victoriously advancing gusty wind now became a song of
charismatic love,
The cry of the newly born was Omnisciently effusive; although it
became a fugitive impression of its ownself; as the years
advanced and the web of inevitably insidious commercialism
took disgusting control,
The cry of the brain was fantastically unfathomable and
incessantly exploring; although it transited into an inferno of
lackadaisical disparagement; as the savagery of uncouth society
salaciously overpowered every intricate arena of survival,
The cry of the conscience was irrefutably honest; although it
sporadically manipulated itself every now and again; as
existence was of the most quintessentially paramount
importance amidst the pack of satanically lecherous wolves,
The cry of breath was charismatically sensuous; although it
veritably finished in limited amounts of unfurling time; as the
strokes of destiny eventually had their unavoidably final say,

But the cry of the heart was immortally unassailable; come what
may; passionately shuddering even centuries immemorial after
wholesome diminishing of the bodily
form; perpetually uniting with Gods most pricelessly
Omnipotent beats of love.

11. MAKE ME IMMUNE


Dont make me immune to resplendent emotions; but make me
irrefutably immune to all those outrageously overruling them;
brutally pulverizing them under a carpet of insidious monotony,
Dont make me immune to bountifully captivating beauty; but
make me intransigently immune to all those mercilessly
marauding and ruthlessly neglecting it,
Dont make me immune to fathomless lands of enchanting grass;
but make me incorrigibly immune to all those diabolically
spitting and barbarically chopping them,
Dont make me immune to undulating waves of the ravishing
sea; but make me irrevocably immune to all those derogatorily
adulterating and corrupting them with nuclear warfare,
Dont make me immune to the astoundingly Omnipotent scent of
the gregarious lotus; but make me irretrievably immune to all
those uncouthly devastating its stupendous serenity; with their
swords of bizarre commercialism,

Dont make me immune to the majestically divine rays of the


flamboyant Sun; but make me unsurpassably immune to all those
lecherously castigating them for their sweltering shine,
Dont make me immune to tantalizingly spell binding fantasy;
but make me irrevocably immune to all those invidiously
massacring it with graveyards of abhorrent prejudice,
Dont make me immune to grandiloquently glittering gold coins;
but make me intractably immune to all those pompously tossing
them; rather than helping
despicably beleaguered mankind,
Dont make me immune to melodiously singing birds; but make
me unfathomably immune to all those tyrannically slitting their
throats; to spuriously toast for surreptitious nocturnal delights,
Dont make me immune to the symbiotically harmonious religion
of humanity; but make me unprecedentedly immune to all those
invidiously infiltrating it with
pathetically infinitesimal idiosyncrasies of caste; creed and
discriminating color,
Dont make me immune to unconquerably priceless truth; but
make me dogmatically immune to all those satanically degrading
it with an acrimoniously fretful battlefield of blatant lies,
Dont make me immune to effusively jubilant tears; but make me
wholesomely immune to all those who kept relentlessly crying;
despite having all the wealth on
this gorgeously fathomless Universe,
Dont make me immune to immortally Omniscient martyrs; but
make me boundlessly immune to all those who insipidly ridiculed
and forlornly condemned their acts of gloriously altruistic
heroism,
Dont make me immune to the voluptuous shadows of
sensuousness; but make me overwhelmingly immune to all those
tried to burn them in the swirl of abominably
clockwork machinery,

Dont make me immune to ingratiatingly enigmatic mysticism;


but make me truculently immune to all those believing in
nothing else but the disdainfully boring
ticktocking of time,
Dont make me immune to synergistically surviving wildlife; but
make me entirely immune to all those beheading innocent
animals; just to placate that inconspicuously extra bit of taste in
their nonchalant tongues,
Dont make me immune to eternally fructifying friendship; but
make me uncompromisingly immune to all those salaciously
trying to poison it with the fangs
of indescribably sordid greed,
Dont make me immune to blissfully earthly and panoramically
natural sounds; but make me indomitably immune to all those
agonizingly trying to trample them; with the voices of
threadbare superficiality,
Dont make me immune to the heavenly seductive cisterns of
pungent breath; but make me timelessly immune to all those
wanting to deliberately snap it; with maelstroms of
indiscriminately unending hatred,
And dont make me immune to the immortally sacrosanct
chapters of love and the heart O! Almighty Lord; but make me
perpetually immune to all those not harboring
respect for them; paving their way ahead in life like cold-blooded
parasites.

12. BE FANATIC

Be fanatic; but solely for your fabulously glorious art; incessantly


drowning in its stupendously ingratiating glory; irrespective of
what the uncouth society said,
Be fanatic; but solely for your philanthropic deeds; indefatigably
helping all those tormented whom you encountered in your way;
with the inherently blossoming benevolence in your palms,
Be fanatic; but solely for your friendship; manifesting it into the
most invincible force on this Universe; an unconquerable
strength which handsomely mitigated pathetically shivering
living kind,
Be fanatic; but solely for your fantasy; unrelentingly dreaming in
the aisles of uncurbed desire; instilling fireballs of desire in
every entity dithering lackadaisically towards hopeless
extinction,
Be fanatic; but solely for the magnificent beauty you witnessed;
entrenching yourself profusely in its royal swirl; disseminating
its ravishingly enthralling essence; to each gloomy corner of this
Universe,
Be fanatic; but solely for the benevolence lingering profoundly in
your soul; indefatigably endeavoring your best to metamorphose
all lechery on planet earth;
once again into a blissful paradise,
Be fanatic; but solely for the blood in your veins; the
ubiquitously scarlet color of which united you irrefutably with
every religion of this world,
Be fanatic; but solely for the magnanimous smiles on your
rubicund lips; the rhapsodically uninhibited joy; which
enlightened disastrously impoverished lives with
optimistic rays of hope,
Be fanatic; but solely for the enchantingly golden perspiration
that dribbled from your body; the scent of supremely satisfying
hardwork; proving as a messiah for all those rotting in the land
of satanically dilapidated; shortcuts,

Be fanatic; but solely for the unfathomably melodious sounds


that uttered from your throat; bonding horrifically devastated
souls with the unprecedented harmony in
your voice,
Be fanatic; but solely for the insurmountable fruits of nature you
harnessed and cherished; while the manipulative world outside;
feasted on sleazy peppermint and whiningly adulterated wine,
Be fanatic; but solely for the Herculean fortitude in your
countenance; the unflinching spirit with which you surged
forward towards the corridors of prosperity; uplifting your
orphaned mates to light a perennial smile to their shattered
lives,
Be fanatic; but solely for the unfinished aspirations of your
parents; at times achieving the most unsurpassably impossible;
to let their souls sleep in eternally celestial rest,
Be fanatic; but solely for the impeccable child philandering in
your bones; relentlessly frolicking in the lap of your sacrosanct
mother; far away from the manipulatively diabolical vagaries of
this planet; and the greedy licking a pile of worthless notes,
Be fanatic; but solely for the incomprehensible power in your
wrists; massacring all trace of horrendously stinking evil;
forever with your unshakable sword of impregnable
righteousness,
Be fanatic; but solely for the ultimate passions engulfing each
cranny of your diminutive caricature; rising above the
astronomical summits of the towering mountains; to shake hands
with the perpetually blazing Sun,
Be fanatic; but solely for your heart; incarcerating in it the
soulmate of your dreams resisting all malice; sharing and
propagating with her all the goodness you could have ever
perceived; since the time you were born on mother earth,
Be fanatic; but solely for your chivalrously advancing footsteps;
asking the Almighty to bless you with the magical prowess of

transforming each step you tread on; into a paradise for the
crumbling world outside,
And be fanatic; but solely for your life; ardently desiring to lead
a countless more lives in a single lifetime; provided that you
soared above the clouds as each day unveiled into an exotic
night; affording the same to all fraternity of Gods precious living
kind.

13. EVERY LIFE IS EMPTY


Every night is empty without its resplendent festoon of
shimmering stars; paving a path of mysticism through the dreary
morbidity all around,
Every desert is empty without its majestically glistening carpet
of sands; royally rising and falling with the exuberantly blowing
winds,
Every road is empty without its flurry of boisterously gallivanting
traffic; granting new dimensions all the time; to its never ending
repertoire of enigmatic curves and turns,
Every day is empty without its dynamically flamboyant Sun;
bedazzling even the most remotely dilapidated corners of this
Universe; with a garland of magnetically golden light,
Every throat is empty without its harmonious melody; the
captivatingly rhapsodic sound; that catapulted even the most

impoverished; to an enchanting entrenchment beyond realms of


mesmerizing eternity,
Every mountain is empty without its irrefutably towering
summits; kissing the clouds unflinchingly as they seductively
drifted by; proving an ultimate exemplary to all other diminutive
aspects of incarcerated life,
Every mind is empty without its unrelenting fountain of
enthralling fantasies; relentlessly exploring; discovering; and
evolving into a waterfall of stupendous newness; as each instant
unveiled,
Every cloud is empty without its tantalizing droplets of rain; the
unprecedented enthrallment that it spell bindingly bestowed
upon this planet; with its profusely heavenly tumblers of water,
Every palm is empty without its unfathomable myriad of tingling
destiny lines; the magnanimous bifurcations which astoundingly
governed; stardom and horrendous
pitfalls in a mans life,
Every ocean is empty without its ecstatic fish; the voluptuously
ravishing elixir that they imparted to the undulating waves;
culminating into fireballs of desire before clashing against the
scintillating rocks,
Every calendar is empty without its meticulous array of dates;
the most euphoric depictions of days and weeks; propelling
living kind on the path of radiantly blooming prosperity,
Every flower is empty without its fabulously gorgeous fragrance;
the scent that handsomely pervaded even through the most
heinous webs of uncouth lechery;
flooding dwindling souls all across the Universe; with vibrant
light,
Every forest is empty without its untamed wilderness; the
unsurpassable blend of leaf and animal and stream; which
weaved cloud covers of unparalleled excitement,

Every vein is empty without its scarlet rivulets of blood; the


Omnipotent fuel to gush forward with insurmountable fervor in
life; the only religion that bonded all human kind,
Every oyster is empty without its marvelously shimmering
pearls; the incredulously embellished globule which fulminated
into vivacious happiness,
Every canvas is empty without its vivid splashes of color;
inundating the sullen atmosphere around with waves of poignant
compassion; suddenly making drab
moments of life replete with astoundingly exotic charm,
Every conscience is empty without its invincible righteousness;
the sacrosanct virtue which made every organism feel as the
richest alive; massacring the very essence of blatantly coward
lies; from the colossal trajectory of this planet,
Every heart is empty without its perpetual beats; the everlasting
rhythm which bonded all across boundless earth; in thunderbolts
of insatiable passion; alike,
And every life is empty without its immortal love; the
unconquerable soul mate of its dreams; which was its very
reason to dream of an infinite more lives; more
importantly in this lifetime; be blissfully breathing and alive.

14. EVERLASTING BEATS


Sinking countless kilometers beneath the rock bottom of my
boots; as I witnessed the insurmountably gigantic dinosaur
making a final countdown for my bones,
Triumphantly bouncing towards a land higher than the summit
of paradise; as I achieved the most unprecedented ambition of
my life,
Freezing ruthlessly to worse than a cold stone; as I heard the
overwhelmingly gloomy news; about the ghastly accident of my
beloved,
Thunderously leaping out of my ardent chest; as I encountered
the most fantastically fabulous of my dreams; serendipitously by
my side,
Escalating like a tumultuously rebellious inferno; when someone
rubbed salt on my nascently raw wounds; in the worst of my
times,
Philandering through the tunnels of insatiably tingling desire; as
I romanced with the mate of my dreams; as streaks of electric
lightening blazed ferociously in the cosmos,
Paralyzing to a frigidly dead bone; as I witnessed gargantuan
flocks of unruly mob; torch thousands of innocent alive,
Melting like a philanthropically benevolent candle; when the
impeccable child caught my hand; calling me father with
profound newness lingering in the whites of his eye,
Wavering in profuse uncertainty; as I had to choose from
amongst my sacrosanct mother and enchanting wife; both of
whom I loved incomprehensibly; and alike,
Shivering more painstakingly than boundless avalanches of
condensed ice; as I viewed my benign fellow mates; being
lambasted traumatically from all sides,

Slithering in ecstatic frenzy in umpteenth directions; as I


immaculately unveiled each ingenious artistry of my bountiful
brain,
Compassionately fortifying itself like an impregnable fortress;
when I unflinchingly marched towards the path of irrefutable
truth; with the palms of my fellow comrades; invincibly entwined
in mine,
Shrinking to fathomless times of its original size; as I heard my
name in Gods list of those about to die; when I knew that this
was the last time; of seeing my cherished ones alive,
Glistening to a shade more flamboyant than the rising Sun; as I
made my parents proud of my conquests; proved it to the entire
world outside; that I was equal to each droplet of my divinely
mothers milk,
Dancing in remorseful solitude; as I knew I had committed the
most heinous act of my life; as I knew that it was disparagingly
hopeless; to reverse my quota of inadvertently performed
misdeeds,
Forcefully fulminating to be instantaneously released; as I was
imprisoned in the land of traitors; in the corridors of those who
sinfully condemned God and priceless humanity,
Dying inconspicuously in its rudimentary roots; as I saw the
magnanimous entity who gave me birth; being lowered down in
her ghastly tomb,
And living an infinite lives in a single life; an infinite instants of
happiness in a single moment; when it immortally bonded with
the ultimate love of its fervently adventurous existence,
Was my passionately throbbing heart; unequivocally ensuring
that I survived till my last breath as the richest man alive; a
richness not able to be manipulated or purchased by any
spurious wealth; a richness of its sacredly everlasting beats.

15. MORE STRANGER


Truth is sometimes stranger than; the most intriguing of spell
binding fiction,
Reality is sometimes stranger than; the most unfathomably
rhapsodic of fantasy; the dreams that insatiably lingered beyond
the untamed realms of imagination,
Pragmatism is sometimes more stranger than; the most
fascinating scriptures of art; the mesmerizing silhouettes of the
incredulous valley,
Sunlight is sometimes more stranger than; the charismatic
mysticism of the majestic night; the festoon of resplendently
twinkling stars which shimmered relentlessly into a world of
stupendous enthrallment,
Stones are sometimes more stranger than; the brazenly
undulating ocean; unfurling into an unprecedented world of
enigma; as each wave escalated towards boundlessly blue sky,

Alphabets are sometimes more stranger than; melodiously


enchanting tunes; perpetually lingering in an ocean of supreme
titillation and unbelievable excitement,
Sweat is sometimes more stranger than; surreally evoking
shadow; royally blending with golden dust; at the onset of
mesmerizing twilight,
Boredom is sometimes more stranger than; intransigently
augmenting reverie; which casts its exotic spell for times beyond
eternal eternity,
Honesty is sometimes more stranger than; surreptitiously
curvaceous lies; astutely eluding and eloping in tunnels of
unparalleled mystique,
Simplicity is sometimes more stranger than; voluptuously
enamoring mascara; inevitably seducing the most sagacious; in
webs of uncontrollable desire,
Staring is sometimes more stranger than; anecdotes of flirtatious
winking; evoking a volcano of uncanny attraction; an electricity
between entities; existing even poles apart,
Numerals are sometimes more stranger than; insurmountable
lines of heavenly poetry; dancing in the aisles of romantic
captivation and magnetic desire,
Rules are sometimes more stranger than; uninhibited
dormitories of astronomical freedom; the incomprehensibly
unrestricted will to do as you like,
Candidness is sometimes more stranger than; the opposite poles
of two magnets; triggering fireballs of cataclysmic passion in the
cosmos; the very instant that they met,
Unemployment is sometimes more stranger than; astounding
versatility; the unbelievably miraculous prowess of a tangible
organism to attempt infinite
things at a time,

Humility is sometimes more stranger than; the bountifully


divine; spawning a whole new chapter of existence; as the winds
of desire profusely descended,
Maturity is sometimes more stranger than; the innocuously
bouncing infant; who discovered resplendently blossoming
paradise; at every step he majestically tread,
Conventions are sometimes more stranger than; the
compassionately gorgeous entrenchment of sizzling romance;
desirously uniting two souls as one,
And death is sometimes more stranger; than vivaciously
flamboyant life; which unfurled each tomorrow with waves of
charming bliss; with summits of perpetual
happiness.

16. MY IMPOVERISHED LIFE

A robust framework of tantalizing flesh; for the pertinently


hovering mosquito; stealthily eyeing it for his chance of
devastating the same,
A titillating island of amalgamated mincemeat; for the
murderously wandering lethal jawed crocodile,
A fascinating chunk of skin for the menacing scorpion; snaring
its deadly pincers insidiously towards it; as the Sun transcended
well beyond the horizons,
A golden raspberry; for the boisterously buzzing humming bee;
relishing on its immaculately glowing periphery; to sing and
celestially sleep,
A sporadically hollow trunk; for the merrily philandering
squirrel; finding insurmountable heaven in the hollow caverns of
its compassionate nostrils
and lips,
A ray of optimistic light; for the rampantly loitering worms;
crawling into the flamboyantly dynamic apertures of its eye; as
ghastly nightfall superceded the
heroic day,
A source of incessant entertainment; for the painstakingly
persevering tortoise; getting a ravishingly splendid reprieve
from its tireless spells of boredom and languid despondence,
An ingratiatingly juicy fruit; for the ominously slithering python;
greedily viewing the charismatic gait with which it transgressed,
A delectably crunchy shell; for the preposterously gigantic
shark; engulfing its brutal jaws; over its composite conglomerate
of mesmerizing flesh and bones,
A fountain of spellbindingly fresh blood; for the hideously
uncouth bats; who descended like a tumultuously thunderous
maelstrom upon its impeccably
shimmering demeanor,

A delightfully prospective client; for the rustic barber; who


basked in the realms of stupendous joy while trimming a
mountain of hair and bushy beard; from its humble caricature,
An innocent rabbit; for the treacherously murderous criminals;
massacring it to infinite bits of minuscule chowder; after
ruthlessly evacuating its share of wealth and happiness,
An alluringly voluptuous bone; for the barbaric butcher; stuffing
his pockets with astronomical wealth; after trading its
indispensable organs of salubrious meat,
A revitalizingly fortified biscuit; for the vociferously growling
wolf; pouncing on it devilishly; the instant he even ethereally
glimpsed at it,
A magnificently royal feast; for the diabolical vultures flapping
around; enveloping it from all ends; horrendously depraving it of
the tiniest iota of blood and vital ingredient,
An innocuously compact hill of cheese; for the obnoxiously
piquant teethed battalion of mice; relentlessly nibbling on its
majestic periphery to reduce it to a corpse; more horrifically
distorted than the graves,
A monotonously robotic machine; for the satanically
manipulative boss; extricating its potential to the unimaginably
unprecedented; before dumping it in the gutter like a piece of
orphaned shit,
An infinitesimal molecule; for the Almighty Lord; treating it as
he treated every other organism; that he had evolved on the
trajectory of this wonderfully fathomless Universe,
But an immortal ocean of love solely for your heart; proliferating
into an infinite lives with each of its princely beats; every time it
had a chance to be born again; was my impoverished life.

17. HATCHING OPEN


The skies hatch open into bountiful Sunshine; flamboyantly
blazing through every morbidly corner of this fathomless
Universe,
The waterfalls hatch open into rhapsodically tangy froth;
culminating into a whirlpool of tumultuous excitement; after
clashing against the royal rocks,
The eggs hatch open into mesmerizing fledglings; deluging the
serene atmosphere with their indefatigable flurry of impeccable
cries,
The trees hatch open into celestial fruits; the indispensably
tantalizing fodder to sustain; every anecdote of mystical life,
The throat hatches open into an unfathomable myriad of sounds;
an astounding armory of insinuations; dexterously maneuvering
all mankind,
The valleys hatch open into incomprehensible enigma; instilling
new found happiness; in the lives of insanely frustrated souls,
The gutter hatches open into fetidly smelling stench; abominably
disrupting the harmony of the divine winds floating around,
The prisons hatch open into abhorrent malice; harboring
overwhelming ill will and insidious hatred,

The eyes hatch open into profound streams of intricate empathy;


unrelentingly seeking for the compassionate mates of their
dreams,
The flesh hatches into a complete organism; incredulously
functioning to Gods every marvelously Omnipotent command,
The cow hatches open into sacrosanct pails of milk; tirelessly
fortifying exuberant bones to decimate; the tiniest trace of evil
from the complexion of this soil,
The scalp hatches open into an unsurpassable conglomerate of
ravishing hair; whistling and drifting tantalizingly with the
ecstatic wind,
The bees hatch open into a glorious fountain of stupendously
sweet honey; pacifying the fires of condemnable crime; for
everlasting times,
The pearl hatches open into a paradise of insatiable shine;
enriching impoverished entities rotting around; in an
entrenchment of beauty and timeless captivation,
The lips hatch open into a philanthropic smile; disseminating the
essence of immortal humanity; to those quarters of this globe
enveloped with ghastly grime,
The devil hatches open into lecherous devastation; sucking blood
from innocuous organisms on this planet; only to be pulverized
to raw ash by the Omnisciently divine,
The spider hatches open into a silvery web; transgressing
majestically across its silken strands; like thunderbolts of
lightening descending from scarlet sky,
The grave hatches open into despondently unfinished desires;
dissatisfied souls invidiously trying to get an ominous
stranglehold on mankind,

The conscience hatches open into irrefutable righteousness;


overruling baseless frigidity with perpetual strokes of
unconquerable honesty,
And the heart hatches opens into boundless love; exploring;
discovering; embracing; diffusing its infinite forms all across this
princely earth; and in the end becoming an immortal slave of its
Godly rhyme.

18. EACH LIFE LOVES


Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

star twinkles,
rose scents,
clock ticks,
cloud drifts,
arm sweats,
lip smiles,

Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

skin bleeds,
eye winks,
wind blows,
wave undulates,
echo mystifies,
seed sprouts,
mother bears,
pig gobbles,
fist curls,
ball rolls,
icecube melts,
bird flies,
cloth sequesters,
dungeon darkens,
soul stupefies,
nightingale mesmerizes,
tooth chews,
mosquito bites,
peacock blossoms,
lion roars,
mind dreams,
organism evolves,
soldier immortalizes,
shape signifies,
battle vindicates,
nose smells,
waterfall diffuses,
path leads,
summit personifies,
ideal enlightens,
ray brightens,
scorpion stings,
gutter stinks,
tongue satiates,
demeanor shadows,
root embeds,
cow milks,
glue sticks,
mirror reflects,
trend innovates,
beauty enchants,
destiny enthralls,

Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

embrace intimates,
stare captivates,
pearl scintillates,
muscle fortifies,
game rejuvenates,
effort achieves,
foot tramples,
ambition drives,
lie decimates,
manipulation massacres,
passion fulminates,
wing flaps,
journey explores,
arrow wounds,
talent blooms,
mission idolizes,
example symbolizes,
joy celebrates,
tear commiserates,
emulation falsifies,
experience realizes,
desire erupts,
benevolence proliferates,
proof validates,
violence rebels,
sleep replenishes,
idea metamorphoses,
adjective enhances,
antiseptic heals,
parasite clings,
insult pinches,
nail scratches,
dog barks,
bee hums,
duck quacks,
squirrel nibbles,
feeling bonds,
silence blesses,
rebuke vomits,
spider weaves,
flame ignites,
eraser rubs,

Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

brick constructs,
dolphin delights,
raspberry enthuses,
acid burns,
insinuation intrigues,
leaf withers,
snake hisses,
pirate plunders,
prince rules,
enigma eludes,
truth eternalizes,
emblem patronizes,
story modernizes,
whip tyrannizes,
raconteur soliloquizes,
shackle traumatizes,
beat pulsates,
wine intoxicates,
beam dazzles,
sword slashes,
advertisement beguiles,
feather tickles,
fire blazes,
matchstick incinerates,
droplet pacifies,
complication tenses,
sport recharges,
whisper reverberates,
model exposes,
commodity sells,
death depresses,
height impresses,
relationship harnesses,
inspiration leads,
medicine rehabilitates,
knife cuts,
noose strangulates,
tail wags,
desert simmers,
farmer ploughs,
scepter protects,
conviction delivers,

Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

ink embosses,
fish swims,
frog croaks,
leech sucks,
astringent cleans,
wall defends,
cream titillates,
desire mellows,
romance flowers,
monster growls,
lunatic frenzies,
lover exultates,
revolution perseveres,
knot entangles,
reward astonishes,
cynosure reveals,
impersonation cheats,
coalition unites,
sharing satisfies,
yawn isolates,
poking irritates,
design synchronizes,
dimension accurates,
earthquake devastates,
misdeed penalizes,
thorn pierces,
picture portrays,
scowl abhors,
lock incarcerates,
key unveils,
bone crunches,
storm transcends,
stream gurgles,
fountain cascades,
suspense chills,
grave dooms,
cuckoo sings,
butterfly frolicks,
chameleon changes,
sadist tortures,
fist clenches,
neck rotates,

Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

bank secures,
handshake binds,
repetition emphasizes,
panther gallops,
fox manipulates,
froth tantalizes,
caricature mocks,
ride frees,
hook captures,
horizon expands,
platform resurrects,
foothold maneuvers,
sheep bleats,
fountain cascades,
icecream cools,
candle melts,
rain stimulates,
bicycle pedals,
fossil recounts,
chocolate ravishes,
dragon snares,
rat squeaks,
sponge compresses,
spring rebounds,
thumbprint qualifies,
age teaches,
situation demands,
nostalgia yearns,
caress stirs,
encouragement revives,
elastic stretches,
file stores,
boundary limits,
mouth speaks,
wave ebbs,
bliss bestows,
salute respects,
cancer debilitates,
loss cripples,
scenery fascinates,
sunshine optimizes,
worm burrows,

Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each
Each

flamingo hibernates,
crocodile pulverizes,
voluptuous excites,
lover sacrifices,
possessive obsesses,
support amalgamates,
ant irritates,
speck floats,
politician promises,
bat suspends,
rendezvous intimates,
spontaneity renews,
marauding destructs,
fever disorients,
utopia incantates,
burglar pilfers,
bludgeon strikes,
success inspires,
imagination transpires,
cheek blushes,
greed empties,
umbrella shelters,
culture cares,
smoke smolders,
film stars,
lick wets,
melody enthralls,
cognition triggers,
meditation concentrates,
cat meows,
volcano erupts,
tornado entrenches,
python swallows,
art expresses,
word exemplifies,
balance weighs,
nerve connects,
reflection magnifies,
magnet attracts,
philanthropism appreciates,
demon intimidates,
infant cries,

Each balloon bursts,


Each beak pecks,
Each envious condemns,
Each dawn embellishes,
Each infection spreads,
Each massage recharges,
Each host serves,
Each tip epitomizes,
Each soil cultivates,
Each bomb devastates,
Each enclosure obfuscates,
Each garland felicitates,
Each facility facilitates,
Each goodness prevails,
Each current electrocutes,
Each toy plays,
Each fairy marvels,
Each window overlooks,
Each eyeball moistens,
Each trendsetter motivates,
Each messiah ameliorates,
Each pagan violates,
Each mist obscures,
Each pain perpetuates,
Each humanitarian helps,
Each oil greases,
Each draught whistles,
Each conscience guides,
Each monotony exhausts,
Each drama evokes,
Each karma consecrates,
Each religion cares,
Each breath lives,
Each heart palpitates,
Each body relishes,
Each existence decides,
And each life loves.

19. ART AND MANIPULATION


Art immortalizes,
Manipulation wanders in realms of traumatized hell.
Art stupefies,
Manipulation is a balloon of monotony which augments by the
unfurling second.
Art mesmerizes,
Manipulation rots in dungeons of stagnation.
Art fortifies,
Manipulation collapses even before it rises from the ground.
Art blossoms,
Manipulation is a vicious whirlwind which always recoils.
Art embraces,
Manipulation strangulates beyond realms of suffocation.
Art showers,
Manipulation salaciously dries every droplet of blood that
serenely cascades.
Art tantalizes,
Manipulation annihilates fantasy from its very roots.
Art symbolizes,
Manipulation disdainfully infiltrates irrefutable truth.
Art innovates,
Manipulation puts all dreams to an obnoxious standstill.
Art sings,
Manipulation is the origin of all obstreperous abuse.

Art harbors,
Manipulation ruins the mightiest to raw grains of inconspicuous
ash.
Art unites,
Manipulation profoundly dismantles the crux of blissful
humanity.
Art enlightens,
Manipulation perpetually fails to break the walls of despair.
Art smiles,
Manipulation brutally sucks the tiniest trace of jubilation in life.
Art entices,
Manipulation repels even the most horrendous battalion of
mosquitoes.
Art intoxicates,
Manipulation buries a man breathing celestially beneath his
grave.
Art succeeds,
Manipulation rots in corridors of gloom even after amassing
unfathomable wealth.
Art blesses,
Manipulation snatches the most cherished people from your life.
Art evolves,
Manipulation puts dismal brakes to the captivating spell of
newness and excitement.
Art ignites,
Manipulation spills profuse nonchalance since the first cry of
beautiful life.
Art dazzles,
Manipulation extinguishes every trace of light basking in the
glory of truth; on the trajectory of this boundless planet.

Art dedicates,
Manipulation insidiously changes color every instant of the day;
disappearing brusquely like a deceptive mirage; at the slightest
of difficulty.
Art conquers,
Manipulation devastates innocuous angels into lecherous
parasites.
Art fulminates,
Manipulation sequesters in horrifically dark vicinities of self
imposed doom.
Art epitomizes,
Manipulation melts treacherously into the aisles of nothingness
as each minute unveils.
Art purifies,
Manipulation adds dismal stains to the most sacrosanct of
mothers milk.
Art intrigues,
Manipulation satanically massacres your ability to think beyond
spurious laws of management.
Art perceives,
Manipulation is an invidiously sinister game; of one man trying
to incessantly overtopple the other.
Art personifies,
Manipulation slithers miserably on the devils blood coated
footsteps.
Art frees,
Manipulation commences and ends capsized in chains of
abominable slavery.
Art reveres,
Manipulation is a blatant expletive which emanates from the
hedonistic mouth.
Art romanticizes,

Manipulation extricates every diminutive iota of love trapped


compassionately in the veins.
Art exultates,
Manipulation jeopardizes the very roots of spell binding fantasy.
Art teaches,
Manipulation evaporates holistic reminisces; to withered leaves
never coming to
life again.
Art unveils,
Manipulation chops your wings even before you learn to fly.
Art ameliorates,
Manipulation exacerbates even non existent pain to the most
unprecedented limits.
Art defends,
Manipulation surrenders even after reaching the absolute zenith
of victory.
Art challenges,
Manipulation trips you into the dungeon of pathetic cowardice
for centuries immemorial.
Art mingles,
Manipulation rips apart the most intimate of friends like
obsoletely remote aliens.
Art rehabilitates,
Manipulation poisons the most congenial seeds of love; to
beyond the tenterhooks of extinction.
Art propagates,
Manipulation pulverizes pearls of prudent wisdom before they
diffuse from the rubicund lips.
Art magnifies,
Manipulation shrinks the most impregnable of countenance to a
stature less than the ants.

Art exemplifies,
Manipulation slaughters all power of everlasting rhyme and
perspicacious reasoning.
Art imparts,
Manipulation terrorizes you to relinquish all beyond what you
had ever imbibed.
Art consecrates,
Manipulation devastates the most synergistic of relationships to
summits of devilish prejudice.
Art solves,
Manipulation triggers tumult; transforming every utopia into
wholesomely solitary graveyards.
Art charms,
Manipulation sardonically relieves you of overwhelmingly
poignant spice in life.
Art bestows,
Manipulation sucks all benevolence; philanthropically entwined
in your soul.
And Art is the very reason I could take birth an infinite times,
While O! Almighty Lord; keep manipulation away even from the
most decaying framework of my dead bones; each time I left for
my heavenly abode.

20. ULTIMATE REALITY


Fantasy is a milestone,
Truth is the ultimate reality.

Whisper is a mesmerizing sedative,


Voice of the conscience is the ultimate reality.
Clouds are an ethereal fascination,
Sky is the ultimate reality.
Accidents are an evanescent bruise,
Death is the ultimate reality.
Stars are titillation of the night,
Flaming Sun is the ultimate reality.
Photograph is a magnanimous depiction,
The living are the ultimate reality.
Offsprings keep proliferating in every quarter of the Universe,
Sacrosanct mother is the ultimate reality.
Bees swarm boisterously all throughout the day,
Mesmerizing nightingale is the ultimate reality.
Flurry of blatant lies evaporates into wisps of obsolete oblivion,
Irrefutable truth is the ultimate reality.
Grandiloquent ink depicts marvelous glory,
The pages of destiny are the ultimate reality.
Tantalizing globules of sweat captivate the remotest of alien,
Persevering hardwork is the ultimate reality.
Seductive flesh is a transient sensation,
Charismatic beauty is the ultimate reality.
Flirtation melts like frigid beeswax,
Friendship is the ultimate reality.
Scents wear off as the hours unfurl,
Enchanting rose is the ultimate reality.
Kites flap gregariously and then descend,
Euphoric wind is the ultimate reality.

Sharks glide in majestic unison to pulverize their prey,


Rhapsodic ocean is the ultimate reality.
Religion ironically enthralls with its armory of countless
nuances,
Philanthropic humanity is the ultimate reality.
Moonshine perpetuates through the blanket of ghastly darkness,
Marvelously enlightening dawn is the ultimate reality.
Dreams are incarcerating avalanches of ice frenziedly distorting
shape,
Actions are the ultimate reality.
Teamwork is a stepping stone towards the zenith of success,
Trust is the ultimate reality.
Panthers growl instills a wave of uncanny fear,
Rampant wilderness is the ultimate reality.
Innovation is a streak of dynamic flamboyance,
Blessed intelligence is the ultimate reality.
Abuses are temporary fulminations of the mind,
The pen of the Almighty Creator is the ultimate reality.
Lightening is an inconspicuous spark of electricity in the cosmos,
The ocean of darkness is a perpetual reality.
Mosquito bite is an infinitesimally pertinent,
Compromise with existence is the ultimate reality.
The bars of prison are a hedonistic submission,
Interiors of satanic corpse are the ultimate reality.
Mountains buckle down like soggy matchsticks under
earthquakes,
The summit of conviction is the ultimate reality.
Steroids stimulate traces of newfound power,
The ramifications of the heart are the ultimate reality.

Currency triggers smiles more bombastic than the heavens at


times,
Wholehearted satisfaction is the ultimate reality.
Exemplifications alleviate stress to substantive degrees,
Acceptance is the ultimate reality.
Fairies dance to give you the most exotic times of your life,
The cry of the cuckoo every morning is the ultimate reality.
Glitter of gold lasts only till the last winds of night,
The compassionate caress of your mother is the ultimate reality.
Silken strands of spidery web thrill beyond the realms of
exhaustion,
The lethal sting of wholesome extinction is the ultimate reality.
Cuddling your baby an infinite times revitalized your dreary
senses to the epitome of optimism,
Each act of benevolence is the ultimate reality.
Slithering bare chested on soil impregnated tremors of pleasure,
Devotion to the cause of Almighty God is the ultimate reality.
Tears are momentary radiations of profound suffering,
Sorrow is the ultimate reality.
Attraction is a vivid chain of primordial passion,
Bondage is the ultimate reality.
Skin extinguishes in entirety with advancing years of life,
The everlasting soul is the ultimate reality.
Royal imagery puts you in trance for cardinal parts of the day,
Poetry is the ultimate reality.
Advertising is a baseless spectrum of gimmicks which enthrall,
Dedication towards the divine is the ultimate reality.
Dwelling harbors you from the diabolical devil,
Enigma is the ultimate reality.

Frolicking in the meadows rekindles your diminishing energies a


trifle,
The valley of exultating adventure is the ultimate reality.
Wink triggers avalanches of flirtation and naughtiness,
Concentration is the ultimate reality.
Caress embodies feelings to the most supreme core,
Uninhibited sharing is the ultimate reality.
Bornfires stupefy as they escalate towards the cosmos,
Untamed passion is the ultimate reality.
Superstitions are ephemerally efficacious,
Omnipresent Lord is the ultimate reality.
Business is a rejuvenating parasite adding spice and wealth to
life,
Art is the ultimate reality.
And infatuation is storm which gradually disappears,
Immortal love is the ultimate reality.

21. NEWNESS
Be it in the very first rays of ethereally magnificent dawn;
enlightening every cranny of despairingly flagrant blackness
with unfathomably unceasing majesty,
Be it in the nimble squeaking of the freshly born infant;
profoundly enrapturing monotonously usurped existence; with
an unprecedented power to forever survive,
Be it in the transiently hood-winking beams of the vivaciously
uninhibited rainbow; casting their magic on every fretfully
beleaguered bone; till times beyond infinite infinity,
Be it in the pristinely nascent shoots sprouting from the
corrugated branches of the tree; delightfully swaying in
insatiable ecstasy with the virile currents of summer wind,
Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was what I
was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling minute of the
day and night; Newness was what tingled
every aspect of my existence till even beyond the realms of
eternal paradise; O! Yes Newness was what my soul wanted to
seek till even countless births after I died.
1.
Be it in the unrestrictedly artistic lines scrawled on barren
canvas; embellishing the chapter of mundanely manipulative
survival today; with unceasingly copious rivers of color and
vibrant charm,

Be it in the infantile trickle of water dribbling painstakingly from


the scorched rocks; bounteously perpetuating the sweltering
atmosphere around with unbelievably rhapsodic exhilaration,
Be it in the faintly rupturing of the outlines of the immaculate
egg; blissfully announcing the arrival of unparalleled
exuberance; in a world of otherwise preposterously shriveled
decay,
Be it in the premature formation of pearly white mists in the sky;
triggering a ray of tantalizingly unsurpassable hope in one and
all alike on bereaved earth; that sensuous rain was soon about to
fall,
Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was what I
was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling minute of the
day and night; Newness was what made me feel the most
pricelessly insuperable organism alive; O! Yes Newness was
what my soul wanted to seek till even countless births after I
died.
2.
Be it in the sporadic bouts of laughter of the ebulliently
innocuous child; making truculently agonized hearts all across
this boundless Universe; melt and frolic into the meadows of
effulgent childhood,
Be it in the incoherently optimistic quacking of the fledgling
swans; trying to timelessly disseminate the message of
egalitarian peace towards endless sky and
emollient earth; wonderfully alike,
Be it in the inconspicuously sensitive dewdrop on the blade of
ravenously enthralling grass; radiating into a beam of
perpetually golden righteousness; with the first rays of the Sun,
Be it in the intrepidly adventurous wave disappearing
wholesomely into the horizons and deep sea; permeating even
bit of the gruesomely bedraggled ambience around
with celestially tangy happiness,

Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was what I


was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling minute of the
day and night; Newness was what
unconquerably fuelled every ingredient of my blood to pump life;
O! Yes Newness was what my soul wanted to seek till even
countless births after I died.
3.
Be it in the singular star that regally twinkled in the grotestquely
cloudy and foggily obfuscated night; granting glorious reprieve
from a countless inadvertently committed sins,
Be it in the match-boxed minuscule hutment barren without any
quintessential amenity of life; yet with a roof so compassionate;
that it sequestered you from
the most devastating of storm and rain,
Be it in the inarticulately indefatigable buzzing of the bumble
bee; spawning into cisterns of invaluably harmonious nectar; a
sweetness which no power on this
turgid earth could ever transcend or destroy,
Be it in the whisper of the fugitively nubile maiden; engendering
every pore on the satanically lambasted skin to excitedly stand;
even as she extinguished into
a valley of nothingness; sooner than she had arrived,
Be it in the infinitesimally silken beat of the heart; which arose
towards the cosmos for just an instant; but united the entire
estranged Universe in chords of immortal love; before it
veritably died,
Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was what I
was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling minute of the
day and night; Newness was what
propelled me to procreate countless more of my very own
humanitarian kind; O! Yes Newness was what my soul wanted to
seek till even countless births after I died.

22. FROM THE DEVILS PERSPECTIVE


If you viewed the majestic deserts from the forlornly turgid
clouds perspective; theyd seem to be nothing else; but

impoverished beggars rotting in the graveyards of hell since


times immemorial,
If you viewed innocuous flesh from the treacherously venomous
scorpions perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but a
ludicrously dwindling bait; exhaling its very last plumes of
preposterously extinguishing existence,
If you viewed pristine eyes from the vindictively vituperative
bats perspective; theyd seem to be nothing else; but uxoriously
slavering eggs of vicious infidelity; waiting to be pierced and
unsparingly bludgeoned till even beyond the corpses of hell,
If you viewed the Omnipotent Sun from the cadaverously sinister
nights perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but a
hedonistically menacing barbecue; roasting every conceivable
entity into inconspicuously livid ash,
If you viewed poignant blood from the delinquently scurrilous
parasites perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but the most
savagely scrumptious meal; ever born on the trajectory of this
boundless Universe,
If you viewed uninhibited happiness from the haplessly
deadened skeletons
perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but the most
spuriously unsolicited idiosyncrasy; squandering without any
ostensible reason or rhyme on the lap of soil,
If you viewed sagacious literacy from the indiscriminately
beheading murderers perspective; itd seem to be nothing else;
but a fecklessly wastrel bug; an unfathomably heinous prison
wasting countless hours of the world,
If you viewed the divinely mother from the salaciously corrupt
politicians
perspective; shed seem to be nothing else; but an inanely
squatting and baselessly lascivious spider; which needed to be
endlessly squelched under the pretext of delirious ambition and
barbarous desire,

If you viewed fragrant soil from the tyrannically monotonous


builders perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but another
bundle of meaninglessly brown feces; which needed to be
ruptured and brutally excoriated to the most unprecedented
limits; so that uncouth structures of stone could enlighten the
sky,
If you viewed the unadulterated infant from the profanely
plucking vultures
perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but an ephemeral
speck of morning breakfast; whose eyeballs needed to be
ghastily devoured as dessert; after iconoclastically snapping
apart the blood and fledgling bones,
If you viewed the regal painting from the hoarsely emaciated
beggars perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but a
wonderful begging bowl; in which could be blissfully
accumulated the entire coin- collection of the sweltering day,
If you viewed the eternal meadow from the indefatigably
crunching dinosaurs perspective; itd seem to be nothing else;
but a chunk of soggily slandering
cake; disappearing into remorseful nothingness at the tiniest
exhalation of breath,
If you viewed the enchanting rainbow from the inexhaustibly
cold-blooded
crocodiles perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but an
unsurpassably appetizing delicacy; that needed to be tirelessly
munched till times beyond infinite infinity,
If you viewed the spell-binding eyelashes from the truculent
butchers perspective; theyd seem to be nothing else; but a
fringe of lifeless hair; that would do astoundingly well to garnish
the silhouettes of the red meat just unceremoniously cooked,
If you viewed the truthful conscience from the satanically
grotesque ghosts
perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but a coffin of
raunchily asphyxiating darkness; devastating countless in its
gruesomely amorphous swirl,

If you viewed the intricately hollow ears from the ballistically


stinging spiders perspective; theyd seem to be nothing else; but
lifelessly morbid hollows in which could spawn the most
gratuitously ribald of silken web,
If you viewed perennially burgeoning breath from the
lugubriously obsolete
graves perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but
insurmountably decayed air; which would forever spread
cursedly appalling doom,
If you viewed limitlessly blessed life from the invidiously
torturous deaths perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but
gallows of gorily cumbersome oblivion; which massacred more
vociferously than ever before; as each instant unveiled,
And if you viewed immortal love from the unceasingly marauding
devils perspective; itd seem to be nothing else; but the
immeasurably insidious valley of betrayal; which snapped the
wings of compassionately unequivocal relationship; without the
slightest of chance to relent.

23. AN INFINITE TIMES BETTER


Even the most parsimoniously slavering form of light; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly ghoulish mortuary of
treacherously asphyxiating darkness,
Even the most infinitesimally diminutive form of strength; is an
infinite times better than the endless coffins of remorsefully
decrepit fear,
Even the most inconspicuously ethereal form of water; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly crucifying and
barbarously sweltering sand of the desert,

Even the most nimbly mercurial form of vivaciousness; is an


infinite times better than the endlessly ghastly jungles of
concretely unemotional monotony,
Even the most fugitively nonchalant form of literacy; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly dolorous well of
ignominiously lambasting unemployment,
Even the most inconspicuously disappearing form of happiness;
is an infinite times better than the endlessly hopeless dungeon of
inexplicably besmirched sadness,
Even the most ephemerally silent form of faithfulness; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly salacious road to
vindictively vituperative betrayal,
Even the most inanely tiny form of dwelling; is an infinite times
better than the endlessly whiplashed body aimlessly sauntering
on boundless kilometers of lackadaisical mud,
Even the most moderately stingy form of food; is an infinite
times better than the endlessly devastating battlefield of
baselessly torturous and brutally incarcerating hunger,
Even the most evanescently measly form of fruit; is an infinite
times better than the endlessly crucifying gallows of disastrously
wretched impotency,
Even the most frugally abstemious form of speech; is an infinite
times better than the endlessly obsolete mist of acrimoniously
orphaned and preposterously wanton dumbness,
Even the most transiently small form of selflessness; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly prejudiced ghosttown of
salaciously parasitic greed,
Even the most minutely petite form of compassion; is an infinite
times better than the endlessly bereaved icicles of frigidly
obfuscated and lugubriously shriveled nothingness,
Even the most prematurely microscopic form of artistry; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly tyrannized jail of cold-

bloodedly massacring and indiscriminately obnoxious


debauchery,
Even the most truncatedly miniature form of honesty; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly horrifying apocalypses of
flagrantly sordid lies,
Even the most rarely measured forms of humanity; are an
infinite times better than the endlessly dogmatic tunnel of
rampantly blood-sucking crime,
Even the most fadingly teeny forms of wisdom; are an infinite
times better than the endlessly unsolicited feces of lecherously
wastrel foolishness,
Even the most restrictedly Spartan form of love; is an infinite
times better than the endlessly pulverizing hell of abhorrently
malicious and acridly hedonistic betrayal,
Even the most rapidly disappearing form of enchantment; is an
infinite times better than the endlessly squelching maelstrom of
deliriously pugnacious loneliness,
And even the most laconically wrinkled form of life; is an infinite
times better than the endlessly scurrilous and torturously
exonerating noose of mercilessly
demeaning death.

24. A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER


Every day as you arose at the crackle of mesmerizing dawn; you
blossomed
into celestial freshness; wholesomely shirking the hideously
monstrous monotony of the previous bedraggled day,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of blissful dawn; you
wholeheartedly
smiled the smile of your life; as the Omnipotently golden rays of
the Sun smooched you in euphoric entirety,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of enchanting dawn; you
became oblivious to the treacherously barbarous tyrannies
meted upon you; as even the most infinitesimally inane of your
senses completely coalesced with the panoramic mists of mother
nature,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of effulgent dawn; you
insatiably urged to defecate your miserably asphyxiated bowels;
mollify your bereaved stomach with delectably fresh fruit and
sparkling water,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of rhapsodic dawn; you
devoutly resolved never to repeat your mistakes of the past;
astoundingly train every of your delinquent nerve; to perennially
surge forward to eternal success,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of bountiful dawn; you
profoundly reminisced new memories of your majestically
uninhibited childhood; when you cared a damn about this
manipulative planet; compassionately suckling in the lap of your
heavenly mother,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of victorious dawn; you
chalked out

countless distinct strategies to irrefutably vanquish the


indiscriminately rampaging devil; inexhaustibly striving for
complete freedom of your mind; body and soul,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of poignant dawn; you
found the intensity of scarlet blood in your veins more profuse
than ever; to holistically survive in times that were good as well
as diabolically bad,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of Omniscient dawn; you
felt an inexorable fervor to discover encapsulating every cranny
of your persona; alleviating you from the most severest of your
wanton depression; into the aisles of timeless proliferation,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of emollient dawn; you
uninhibitedly danced with passionately enthralling ardor; letting
every egregiously trapped staleness of your countenance; freely
cascade out as beautifully fragrant sweat,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of philanthropic dawn; you
found a boundless array of never-before flavors titillate the buds
of your disparagingly emaciated tongue,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of immaculate dawn; you
tirelessly danced the whites and blacks of your emphatically
crystalline eyes; to the magically unfurling beams of the
pristinely whistling atmosphere,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of regale dawn; you flirted
with an unfathomable ocean of supreme sensuality; playing hiden-seek with the evanescently crimson beams of the new-born
Sun,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of mystical dawn; you
unraveled the mortifying introvert in you to the most
unprecedented of your capacity; peerlessly blazing in the
untamed ardor of intrepidly unflinching life,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of jingling dawn; you tread
your nimble foot more solidly on earth; more and more invincibly
embedding your inimitable rudiments on the landscape of the
fathomless globe,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of vivacious dawn; you


abdicated all
your baseless nervousness; scintillated like a true warrior to
defend your maliciously usurped and pricelessly venerated
motherland,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of titillating dawn; you felt
every pore of your fecklessly limpid skin; intransigently desirous
of being mischievously tickled by the winds of miraculously
never-ending procreation,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of ecstatic dawn; you felt
more closer and closer to your impressions on sacred soil;
unrelentingly fantasizing about that moment in which was born
your very first ancestor,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of vivid dawn; you
obeisantly surrendered even the most diminutive of your breath
to the unconquerable illumination of the Sun; letting it weave a
whole new chapter of your enrapturing existence,
And still some of you had the guts to say that each new day was
fretfully boring; each new day had nothing to offer which
revolutionary new; each new day brought you closer to your
death; each day was just like and nothing but a pathetic
facsimile of
the very previous day !

25. Q & A
If there was the devil of torturously asphyxiating death right
infront and
behind my back; insidiously waiting to horrifically choke me till
my very last cupful
of breath,

If there was the devil of truculently penalizing death right on top


and beneath my silhouette; diabolically waiting to bury me an
infinite feet beneath my cadaverously satanic grave,
If there was the devil of gruesomely charring death at each
corner towards my left and trembling right; intransigently
waiting to devour every robust bone of my countenance,
If there was the devil of perpetually silent death at every
construable cranny of the atmosphere that I cast my innocuous
eyes towards; ominously waiting to cold-bloodedly demolish even
the most inconspicuous trace of my holistic existence,
Q= Then youd be wondering as to where would I save myself;
what would I do
shield my scalp; as to where the hell would I gallop and go ?
A= Well irrespective of whatever; Id tirelessly march forward in
my mission to beautifully converge all spurious fraternities of
religion into the religion of unassailable humanity; as it simply
wasnt in the hands of the hedonistic devil to give me life or
death; and the Creator who had wholesome control over my very
first and very last breath; had evolved me to solely to love every
of his organism on the trajectory of this fathomless globe.
1.
If there was the devil of vindictively stabbing death right infront
and behind my eyes; relentlessly waiting to snap every
conceivable fang of my harmonious survival,
If there was the devil of amorphously dastardly death right on
top and beneath my shadow; intractably waiting to poison every
shade of my synergistic life with the venom of unfathomably
sinful hatred,
If there was the devil of parasitically pulverizing death at each
corner towards my left and nimble right; sadistically waiting to
crucify me to frigidly deadened ash the instant I alighted even a
single foot,
If there was the devil of lecherously lambasting death in every
perceivable gallery of the atmosphere on which I symbiotically
floated; heartlessly waiting to incarcerate every element of
triumphant happiness in my soul; in the gallows of murderously
sinister hell,
Q= Then youd be wondering as to where would I save myself;
what would I do
shield my scalp; as to where the hell would I gallop and go ?

A= Well irrespective of whatever; Id inexhaustibly march


forward to wonderfully mitigate every echelon of brutally
estranged humanity; as it simply wasnt in the hands of the
cannibalistic devil to give me life or death; and the Creator who
had wholesome control over my very first and very last breath;
had evolved me to solely to love every of his organism on the
trajectory of this fathomless globe.
2.
If there was the devil of bizarrely bludgeoning death right
infront and behind my countenance; mercilessly waiting to
horribly crunch me like limp meat; the next time when the pangs
of hunger arose in his deliriously threadbare stomach,
If there was the devil of tawdrily indiscriminate death right on
top and beneath my heart; irrevocably waiting to devastate
every of its beats into sleazily obfuscated nothingness; the
instant it bonded with the true love of its life,
If there was the devil of scurrilously decrepit death at each
corner towards the left and right of my diminutive persona;
frenetically waiting to demonically slit the soft skin of my throat;
to mollify the itching of his uncouthly slandering nails,
If there was the devil of egregiously slaining death in every
ingredient of the atmosphere which I majestically caressed;
inconsolably waiting to roast
my delightfully supple skin at the crackle of traumatically
usurping midnight,
Q= Then youd be wondering as to where would I save myself;
what would I do
shield my scalp; as to where the hell would I gallop and go ?
A= Well irrespective of whatever; Id unstoppably march forward
to coalesce
my soul with the fragrance of perennially proliferating living
kind; as it simply wasnt in the hands of the cannibalistic devil to
give me life or death; and the Creator who had wholesome
control over my very first and very last breath; had evolved me
to solely to love every of his organism on the trajectory of this
fathomless globe.
3.
If there was the devil of vengefully ribald death right infront and
behind my chest; flagrantly waiting to extricate the last droplet

of scarlet blood from my poignant veins; to take his


treacherously routine morning bath,
If there was the devil of ghastily stoning death right on top and
beneath my
feet; gorily wanting to feast his eyes on an infinite elements of
my caricature; being ruthlessly excoriated by the unsparingly
hideous vultures,
If there was the devil of traumatically terrorizing death at each
corner towards my left and humble right; raunchily waiting to
dissolve me into the coffin of nothingness; everytime I reached
the pinnacle of egalitarian bliss,
If there was the devil of ignominiously maiming death in every
puff of air that I inhaled into the jacket of my quintessential
lungs; endlessly waiting to puncture every trifle of my body with
a mortuary of infinite blood-stained thorns,
Q= Then youd be wondering as to where would I save myself;
what would I do
shield my scalp; as to where the hell would I gallop and go ?
A= Well irrespective of whatever; Id unflinchingly march
forward diffusing
the essence of live and royally let live to the farthest corner of
this Universe; as it simply wasnt in the hands of the
cannibalistic devil to give me life or death; and the Creator who
had wholesome control over my very first and very last breath;
had evolved me to solely to love every of his organism on the
trajectory of this
fathomless globe.

26. LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL


Every minute unleashing all day is a beautiful minute; getting
you acclimatized with the pace of life,
Every flower protruding from soil is a beautiful flower; spreading
its mesmerizing scent deeply into your nostrils,
Every face smiling in the universe is a beautiful face; brilliantly
portraying your visage,
Every bird flying in the cosmos is a beautiful bird; overwhelming
your ears with its melodious sounds,
Every mountain towering towards the sky is a beautiful
mountain; appeasing your eyes with its picturesque landscapes,

Every root of grass projecting from the jungle is a beautiful root;


tingling your senses; making you exotically dream,
Every hand that serves philanthropically is a beautiful hand;
propagating an egalitarian spirit in whosoever it caresses,
Every stream that flows through land is a beautiful stream;
pacifying the thirst of several scorched in vicinity,
Every eye that views goodness in this world is a beautiful eye;
sharing empathy with millions of bereaved lying around,
Every cloud in the sky is a beautiful cloud; showering droplets of
euphoric rain on earth; shielding it from acerbic rays of the Sun,
Every language spoken is a beautiful language; assisting a
person to convey his innermost of feelings,
Every mirror embedded on the walls is a beautiful mirror;
portraying to you your candid reflection,
Every color that circumvents your visage is a beautiful color;
symbolizing the
oneness of human race,
Every voice that emanates from the throat is a beautiful voice;
explicitly expressing a persons needs and desires,
Every mind impregnated within the skull is a beautiful mind;
having the unfathomable ability to achieve the impossible,
Every foot that walks innocently is a beautiful foot; leaving
behind a trail of holistic footprints,
Every leaf that extrudes from the tree is a beautiful leaf;
entrenching the dull; with shades of everlasting green,
Every mother having delivered a child is a beautiful mother;
continuing the wonderful process of evolution,

Every heart imprisoned inside the chest is a beautiful heart;


passionately throbbing when struck by an ensemble of emotions,
And every entity trespassing through the surface of this earth is
a beautiful entity; making the globe a beautiful place to live in;
giving rise to the famous and immortal adage; which proudly
proclaims that life is beautiful.

27. I WAS EXISTING


Footsteps were plodding,
Shadows were fluttering,
Sun was rising,
Waves were undulating,
Flowers were blossoming,
Butterflies were frolicking,
Landscapes were shimmering,

Eyelids were flashing,


Hands were shaking,
Royalty was basking,
Spindles were weaving,
Waterfalls were gushing,
Fountains were cascading,
Volcanos were fulminating,
Leopards were prowling,
Sirens were blaring,
Rays were streaming,
Cyclones were swirling,
Sands were glistening,
Wrestlers were fighting,
Warriors were blazing,
Sages were concentrating,
Brains were tick-tocking,
Stars were radiating,
Eyeballs were revolving,
Businesss were manipulating,
Droplets were trickling,
Winds were blowing,
Beers were guzzling,
Mouths were snoring,
Fires were blistering,
Sweat was persevering,
Pens were writing,
Bumble-bees were buzzing,
Gold was glittering,
Darkness was charming,
Ducks were quacking,
Goats were bleating,
Leaves were rustling,
Roses were blooming,
Teeth were chattering,
Echoes were reverberating,
Exhibitionists were revealing,
Springs were recoiling,
Snakes were hissing,
Cartoons were mimicking,
Ships were docking,
Goldfish were swimming,
Doors were creaking,

Matchsticks were igniting,


Horses were galloping,
Cows were munching,
Mind was evolving,
Energy was dissipating,
Nightingale was singing,
Friendships were flourishing,
Seductresss were titillating,
Soldiers were marching,
Giraffes were bouncing,
Raindrops were pelting,
Pigs were grunting,
Sand was slipping,
Chains were rattling,
Rats were squeaking,
Tails were wagging,
Bareskins were shivering,
Abattoirs were tyrannizing,
Days were sweltering,
Grasses were tingling,
Grasshoppers were hopping,
Spiders were spinning,
Worms were crawling,
Flamingoes were diving,
Dustbins were stinking,
Seeds were sprouting,
Discos were pulsating,
Barbers were trimming,
Keys were jingling,
Lips were smiling,
Hours were unveiling,
Musicians were humming,
Statues were gazing,
Bats were sucking,
Lions were roaring,
Diamonds were scintillating,
Dungeons were dooming,
Earthquakes were devastating,
Dinosaurs were threatening,
Scents were stimulating,
Artists were sketching,
Entrepreneurs were trendsetting,

Cats were meowing,


Shoes were trampling,
Mosquitoes were stinging,
Bombs were exploding,
Children were playing,
Electricity was flickering,
Rainbows were appeasing,
Bubbles were bursting,
Bullets were ricocheting,
Swords were clashing,
Slaves were cursing,
Glass was shattering,
Sharks were pulverizing,
Blind were groping,
Wolves were howling,
Divine were praying,
Renegades were plotting,
Masks were camouflaging,
Diseases were wrenching,
Roofs were sequestering,
Philanderers were dating,
Bandits were looting,
Mothers were dedicating,
Pompous were falsifying,
Lizards were swishing,
Ancestors were recounting,
Insane were stumbling,
Impoverished were starving,
Rich were gloating,
Air was circulating,
Advertisers were gimmicking,
Soil was harboring,
Butter was greasing,
Mirrors were reflecting,
Pearls were enticing,
Bricks were fortifying,
Frogs were croaking,
Smoke was polluting,
Thunder was scaring,
Impersonators were disguising,
Glamour was exposing,
Sleep was gratifying,

Nostalgia was reinvigorating,


Bars were imprisoning,
Mountains were rejuvenating,
Photographs were capturing,
Looks were deceiving,
Colors were merging,
Clouds were mesmerizing,
Celebrities were celebrating,
Philanthropists were uniting,
Politicians were attracting,
Terrorists were incinerating,
Phones were ringing,
Silk was satiating,
Solitude was deteriorating,
Freedom was levitating,
Orphans were remembering,
Cowards were sulking,
Waiters were serving,
Parasites were relishing,
Demons were killing,
Offsprings were wailing,
Strategists were planning,
Dead were stinking,
Lovers were loving,
Souls were hovering,
Breath was diffusing,
Hearts were palpitating,
Cannibals were devouring,
And I was existing

28. I SIMPLY DIDNT WANT TO WASTE MY TODAY


I didnt remember the color of the shirt I was wearing yesterday;
the exact number of buttons adorning its daintily frilled frontal
periphery,
I didnt remember the roads which I frequented yesterday; the
routes which I had transgressed upon to reach my destination in
an absolute jiffy,
I didnt remember the faces I had encountered yesterday; the
fascinating flurry of smiles which had so gorgeously made my
wretched day,
I didnt remember the food I had eaten yesterday; the
stupendous delicacies which had voraciously tickled intricate
cavities in my mouth,
I didnt remember the sleazy television serials I had witnessed
yesterday; the comic people on small screen which had made me
uninhibitedly laugh; conjured me to
transit into a satisfied slumber,
I didnt remember the shops that I had passed yesterday; the
resplendent festoon of gaudy lights and glow that had stolen
fractions of my moistened breath and air,
I didnt remember the time when I dozed yesterday; the number
of hours I slept in loud snores and perennial peace,
I didnt remember the flavor of tea I had consumed several times
yesterday; the heavenly aroma that had imparted loads of
ravishing warmth to my fatigued
demeanor,
I didnt remember the flowers which I had smelt yesterday;
feasting on the stupendous fragrance that wafted uncontrollably
from their robust body,
I didnt remember the unprecedented cavalcade of exotic
dreams which I had conceived yesterday; the ingratiating state
of tingling excitement that they

had wholesomely rendered me in,


I didnt remember the sounds which I had profoundly heard
yesterday; the supremely melodious tunes which had taken
complete control of my impoverished body and
soul,
I didnt remember the countless verses I had embossed
yesterday; the spell binding tunes which I had harnessed and
composed with my very own thick blood,
I didnt remember the birds who had perched on my window
yesterday; the boisterous chirps that had added insurmountable
exuberance and ardor to my solitary
life,
I didnt remember the birthday celebrations of my wife which
had unveiled yesterday; the unfathomable pomp and gaiety that
had enveloped my dwelling from each conceivable side as the
evening tranquilly descended,
I didnt remember the perfume which I had applied yesterday;
the alluring redolence that it had wholesomely besieged me with
at ethereal dawn,
I didnt remember the names of the people who had amicably
come to meet me yesterday; the marathon hours that I
congenially conversed with the same to enlighten my wave of
gloomy boredom,
I didnt remember the contemporary planes in which I sat
yesterday; the grandiloquently plush interiors; the ornamental
glass of ethnic silver in which I had
sipped opulently red wine,
I didnt remember the signature I had executed yesterday; the
flamboyant strokes I had delectably chiseled with my swanky
pen on the face of the crisp chequebook,
And I didnt even remember the unsurpassable adulation; the
fleet of prestigious accolades; that I had received yesterday; all

the scintillating awards and marvelous trophies that adorned my


translucent mantelpiece,
For if I remembered my yesterday; drowning myself in the
glorious past that had circumvented me relentlessly in the past;
then my fingers would automatically refrain to work today,
And basking in the glory of yesterday; I simply didnt want to
spoil my fabulously rosy today.

29. LEAD LIFE LIKE A MAN


Drink like a rabbit, gently lapping at water cascading from white
water springs of the mountain,
Sleep like a demon, snoring thunderously without even moving a
whisker to the most lethal of dynamite explosion,
Perspire like a bull, slogging it hard under the steaming rays of
the Sun,
Dance like a peacock, spreading your feathers to a full plumage
under
exotic outbursts of rain,
Smile like a wild chimpanzee, snaring your snow white teeth
without being the slightest overwhelmed by your surroundings,

Run like kangaroo, traversing the dense foliage of the jungle,


taking 10 strides at a time,
Scratch like a red ant, resurrecting your destroyed cocoon every
next second,
Sing like the Nightingale, inundating every barren spot in
vicinity with the ecstatic melody in your sound,
Cry like a crocodile, shedding tears as gargantuan as the cloud
on every area
you tread,
Sting like a scorpion, piercing supple and innocuous skin with
the venomous
poison in your fangs,
Talk like a parrot, chattering incessantly as misty wisps of air
and the aroma of delectable food struck you in entirety,
Roar like a lion, waking up every entity sleeping blissfully, with a
single growl
of yours,
Smell like the roots, emanating a voluptuously raw odor, just
after the first spells of rain,
Stand like an elephant, weathering each storm trying to blow
you with enviable ease,
Dream like an angel, exploring the most wildest regions around
the globe with rampant frenzy,
Shiver like a goose, with infinite strands of hair standing up in
animation, on the snow,
Slaver like a dog, greedily protruding out your tongue panting
passionately for water,
Bathe like the dolphins, diving acrobatically into the sapphire
sea's, with your body engulfed completely by the majestic waves,

Chew like a cow, slowly munching your meals with rejuvenated


gusto,
Scamper around like a squirrel, leaping friskily on the myriad of
dangling branch,
Fly high like the eagles, flapping your wings exuberantly with
the cotton cocoon of clouds gliding past your hair,
Kick like a donkey, swinging your legs viciously towards those
who tried to disturb your concentration,
Lick like a cat, sucking every droplet of milk from the steep
edged bowl,
Yawn like the hippopotamus, candidly announcing your desire to
sleep to even mortals buried in their corpses,
Scream like the dinosaur, with a single echo of yours silencing
all commotion in
this world,
Stare like the mammoth whale, making your opponent blink a
thousand times,
Hear like a fox, detecting the most inconspicuous of sound,
coming to know of your adversary, before it actually commenced
to attack,
Laze around like the tortoise, not bothering to poke out your
head even in the
most scorching of Sunlight,
Shine like the stars, punctuating the eerie darkness of the night
with your spellbinding glimmer,
Burn like fulminating lava, igniting the most lackluster of
individual with the ardor in your flames,
Dig like the mice, making your burrow in loose mud at lightening
speeds,

Hide like the reptile, evading all traces of light existing in the
Universe,
Peck like the woodpecker, chiseling your way through the most
obdurate of
wooden log,
Crawl like the spider, mystically weaving your way across the
strands of the
flimsy web,
Swish like a zebra, moving your tail to wade away the most
minuscule of fly buzzing intermittently around your nose,
Eat like a pig, greedily gobbling even the tiniest of toffee
wrapper loitering on the road,
Change color like a chameleon, adapting yourself furtively to
virtually any surrounding you go into,
Hunt like the vultures, hideously diving down and capsizing your
prey,
Be wise like the owl, prudently opening your eyes in the dark as
well as stringent light,
Care like the lioness, protecting your child from the faintest
signs of evil
lurking around,
Enjoy like the otters, having a party of beans and raw wine well
past after midnight,
Explore like the panther, mercilessly paving your way through
the remotest corner of the forest,
Love like God, annihilating the word discrimination forever from
your
adulterated brain,

And lead life like a man, wandering and discovering; struggling


and romancing, dreaming and working to transform all your
dreams; as well as those of several
around you into an immortal reality.

30. 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?

31. IT REALLY DOESNT MATTER


It really doesnt matter if we kept awake all night; admired the
stars till the last beam of moonlight,
It really doesnt matter if we rubbed squalid tomato's on our
uniforms; winked at each other in the classroom,
It really doesnt matter if we drove the car at full speeds;
forgetting completely to stop at traffic intersections,
It really doesnt matter if we pummeled the walls; screamed at
the top of our voices when we actually had to loads of
homework,

It really doesnt matter if we hurled eggs at people on the street;


blurted a volley of indiscriminate slang at those trying to control
us,
It really doesnt matter if we swam on dolphins in the sea;
splashing tones of froth on the ships passing by,
It really doesnt matter if we counted the notes wrong; tore the
shopping list into pieces before actually purchasing it,
It really doesnt matter if we bathed in pure ice-cream; didnt
wipe our face for
hours on the trot,
It really doesnt matter if we stared at the walls; sat lazily
swapping flies even in brilliant afternoon,
It really doesnt matter if we shaved of our scalp; danced in a
pool of scarlet jelly with the clouds coming in,
It really doesnt matter if we dug the earth; rubbed worms
traversing under the soil on our cheeks,
It really doesnt matter if we slapped the postman hard; then
tried hard to suppress our giggles as he ran at us full speed;
with his stick,
It really doesnt matter if we drank a bottle full of whisky; flirted
around dreamily on the busy streets,
It really doesnt matter if we took out our tongues; scowled at
our neighbors for not allowing us to play,
It really doesnt matter if we left a battalion of red ant; to roam
freely beneath our teachers desk,
It really doesnt matter if we didnt brush our teeth; ran on the
roads with our night clothes on,
It really doesnt matter if we caught crabs on the beach; instead
of attending formal parties with our parents,

It really doesnt matter if we didnt sit for a moment; kept


fidgeting around; once in a while sipping cola and food,
It really doesnt matter if we pinched our sister; teased her as
she tried to learn the
bicycle,
It really doesnt matter if we set on to conquer Mount Everest;
without even equipping ourselves with a single coat,
It really doesnt matter if we ate our breads burnt gruesomely
black; wore our
shoes without embroidered socks,
It really doesnt matter if we dreamt wildly even in commercial
meetings; said i Love you; when the man sitting opposite was
questioning us about our yearly income tax,
It really doesnt matter if we played pranks with our aunt;
presenting her with a balloon that burst into infinite pieces;
instead of a chocolate cake on her birthday,
It really doesnt matter if we spoke lies to save our skins;
scampered at electric speeds at the mention of studies,
It really doesnt really matter if we didnt wash our hands; tore
apart raw chunks of fruit with our uncivilized teeth,
It really doesnt matter if we didnt comb our hair; grew a beard
as long as the elephants trunk,
And it really doesnt matter if we lived life at ease; basking in the
glory of every moment to unleash,
As we were so young now; floating on the island of pure ecstasy;
and had a thousand tomorrow's left; to really make it matter.

32. LIFE SHOULDNT SLIP AND FLY


Let the cars on the roads fly; with the passengers seated inside

simply astounded by the exuberance in the breeze hitting them


like a rocket from all sides,
Let the mountains on earth fly; with their abysmally obscured
bottoms; coming eye to eye for the first time in their lives with a
dazzling fountain of Sunlight,
Let the gorgeously cascading waterfalls fly; inundating the
exasperatedly gloomy atmosphere with infinite droplets of
sparkling water,
Let the frogs philandering in fresh farms fly; frisking and
bouncing majestically towards silken cocoons of silver sky,
Let the statues frozen in mock silence on ground fly; stretch
their bones in sheer exhilaration after lying thoroughly dormant
for centuries on the trot,
Let the eyeballs firmly agglutinated to the sockets fly; casting a
glimpse at all the mesmerizing sights of this magnificently
fathomless Universe,
Let the spiders rotting in dilapidated corners of the castle fly;
deluging the overwhelmingly sweltering atmosphere with
glistening fountains of their satiny
juice,
Let the camels trespassing painstakingly through the
acrimonious desert fly; enjoying their rendezvous with the
glorious clouds to the most unprecedented limits,
Let the insurmountably heavy watermelons fly; clashing like the
titans with each other when airborne; fulminating into a stream
of scarlet juice much to the delight of aliens gallivanting around,
Let the swords lying in a pool of ghastly blood fly; head towards
a land of celestial peace; relinquishing those horrendous
memories of savagely treacherous war,
Let the mirrors uncouthly shattered on mud fly; evolving a
myriad of ingratiatingly fascinating images whilst their
expedition through the voluptuous clouds,

Let the elephants loitering assiduously through marshy land fly;


have the most fabulous time of their lives; moving faster than
the speed of light,
Let the roots embedded infinite kilometers beneath the ground
fly; rejuvenate in the marvelously stupendous draughts of air;
after a torturously marathon time in
incarcerated blackness,
Let the inexorably fur coated cats fly; meowing with
unfathomable delights in blue expanse of sky; greedily absorbing
the milky rays of moonlight,
Let the monotonously embodied dwellings fly; metamorphosing
the dreams of their occupants into perpetual reality; as they
sailed through seductive carpets of profusely poignant breeze,
Let the battalion of nimble red ants fly; feeling engulfed with an
aura of oligarchic royalty; as the world now lay neatly
sandwiched under their diminutive feet,
Let the scores of innocuous children fly; be irrefutably closer
than any other human being to the sacrosanct grace of the
Omnipotent Creator,
Let the passionately palpitating heart fly; transgress past the
most heinously diabolical barricades; to be in proximity with its
immortally divine beloved,
And you could make all other things fly O ! Lord; making them
transiently experience the absolute time of their lives; but please
dont make life fly,
For it is after countless births that we have relished the
opportunity of being humans; therefore we want to lead each
instant of our existence to the fullest; simply dont want our lives
to slip and fly.

33. INFINITE INFINITY


An island which you incessantly dream of; but miserably failed to
reach,
A height which is so unsurpassable; that each step you clamber;
still found you on obdurate chunks of rock bottom ground,
A size so astronomically colossal; that is beyond the definitions
of any size or veritable proportion,
A tunnel so perpetually unending; that perennial blackness
engulfed you even if you took birth relentlessly; for countless
centuries,
A land where no palpable organism can dare to transgress upon;
a land where only the ALMIGHTY CREATOR resided since
centuries immemorial; and would continue to rule till the time he
wanted; was the land of infinite infinity.
A wave so mammoth; that rose and handsomely swirled even
unimaginable kilometers above the vivacious clouds,
A ray so unprecedented; that indefatigably pierced even the
most obsolete corner of this Universe with its overwhelmingly
stringent light,
A shadow so profoundly mystical; that refrained to subside even
after the ghastly blanket of profuse darkness; had wholesomely
set in,

A voice so incredulously echoing; that it kept eluding you


unrelentingly as it collided like a fulminating tornado against the
cold rocks,
A land where no palpable organism can dare to transgress upon;
a land where only the Almighty Creator resided since centuries
immemorial; and would continue to rule till the time he wanted;
was the land of infinite infinity.
A book so incomprehensibly long; that you remained on the front
page; even after browsing for decades unfathomable,
A painting so enigmatically fascinating; that each time you saw
it; it metamorphosed into a myriad of fathomless shades,
A tree so astoundingly gigantic; that kept blossoming and
proliferating into innumerable branches; as each second
unfurled,
A storm so cyclonic; which continued even after the entire planet
had slept; caressing every object on this globe with passionate
cloudbursts of breeze,
A land where no palpable organism can dare to transgress upon;
a land where only the Almighty Creator resided since centuries
immemorial; and would continue to rule till the time he wanted;
was the land of infinite infinity.
A mountain with its summit augmenting till times beyond
eternity; stretching over the most bizarre point of imagination,
A fantasy tumultuously surpassing the realms of unbelievable
perception; incorrigibly refraining to quell even after inevitable
death,
A cloud whispering an unending tale of existence; with majestic
streaks of white lightening royally encompassing every tangible
and intangible entity in the inferno
of its untamed ferocity,
A mission impossible for anyone to comprehend even an
inconspicuous fraction of; a challenge which even the mightiest
of mighty pathetically floundered to accomplish,
A song which tirelessly continues to inexplicably haunt every
living being; right since the first day of nascent life,
A land where no palpable organism can dare to transgress upon;
a land where only the Almighty Creator resided since centuries
immemorial; and would continue to rule till the time he wanted;
was the land of infinite infinity.

34. TO THE SERVICE OF MANKIND


Just moving your lips up and down doesnt make any sense; the
real art lies in speaking articulately; profoundly impressing upon
your point on your hostile
adversary,

Just shaking your fingers aimlessly in the air doesnt make any
sense; the real art lies in embossing spell binding pieces of
literature; captivating the entire nation with the unprecedented
depth in your words,
Just swishing your legs waywardly in the pools of water doesnt
make any sense; the real art lies in audaciously marching
towards the summit of victory; conquering invincible peaks with
the colossal strength they posses,
Just admiring your reflection spuriously in the transparent
mirror doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in pleasing
as many individuals as you can; mesmerize people around you
with your stupendous beauty and seductive charisma,
Just writing books after books sitting in the cloistered interiors
of your dwelling doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in
propagating your work to as far and distant as you can; sharing
the essence of your enchanting fantasy with people
who badly needed it,
Just perspiring and appreciating your own golden globules of
sweat as they trickled down doesnt make any sense at all; the
real art lies in slogging onerously under the mid-day Sun; to
enlighten the faces of infinite children who were starving on the
streets without their parents,
Just sketching boundless shapes of abstract imagination on
sprawling sheets of scintillating canvas doesnt make any sense
at all; the real art lies in capturing the ultimate beauty lingering
the cosmos; the lifestyles of our century old ancestors;
with the pungent bristles of the gaudy paint brush,
Just playing incessantly imprisoned within the corridors of the
ghastly jail doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in
stepping out in brilliant daylight; letting the poignant sunshine
filter a mystical path across your dainty eyes; frolicking in
glee with the rabbits on the hillside,
Just winking your eye to stimulate your own nerves umpteenth
times in a day doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in

fomenting kids afflicted with inexplicable disease to have a


hearty laugh at your batting eyelid,
Just growing a garden of roses in your dingy little kitchen;
obfuscated in entirety from the Sun and the world; doesnt make
any sense at all; the real art lies in planting them at every
cranny you tread; to spread their supremely mesmerizing
fragrance in every
house on this planet,
Just punching the sandbag suspended tamely from the ceiling
doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in battling the evil
circumventing this earth; sucking blood from innocent
individuals like an venomous parasite,
Just fantasizing wildly about beauty all day doesnt make any
sense at all; the real art lies in exploring all tantalizing form
created by God on this globe; further assisting his cause in
continuing the chapter of existence,
Just sleeping for unsurpassable hours on the princely couch
doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in sharing it with
those who hadn't a roof to sequester their scalps; ensuring that
they eventually got a bit of restful slumber,
Just remembering your childhood brooding over your present in
utter regret doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in
walking on the sea shores again like a child; let the mighty
waves of the ocean caress you; make you feel as if you were just
born,
Just letting blood rampantly flow in your veins; swelling in
gallons every day as you gobbled food like a glutton; doesnt
make any sense at all; the real art lies in engendering it to flow
for the person you revered; disseminating it philanthropically to
all those who were wounded; who died every second in absence
of it,
Just screaming at the top of your lungs standing tall and
domineering at the tip of the perilously deep mountain doesnt
make any sense at all; the real art lies in shouting for deprived

women; blatantly reveal the atrocities being committed on them;


the way the weaker sex was brutally assaulted,
Just swimming under the stars; splashing water lavishly around
before ultimately sipping it doesnt make any sense at all; the
real art lies in sprinkling each droplet you possessed upon the
land and people struck by savage drought,
Just throbbing your heart violently in perception of the person
you cared doesnt make any sense at all; the real art lies in
embracing the same in times of supreme exultation as well as
morbid distress,
And just breathing every hour for times immemorial doesnt
make any sense; the real art lies in deriving the maximum
pleasure out of this life; living every instant for the person you
loved; dedicating your life to the service of mankind.
35. IF YOU REALLY HAD THE URGE TO CLEAN
SOMETHING
Dont waste your time in spuriously washing your clothes;
scrubbing the surplus dirt adhering to your fingers for hours on
the trot,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in vigorously shampooing your hair;
applying sandalwood balm all across your fatigued body,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in evacuating out the last chunk of dirt
imprisoned in the house; dismantling the mountain of obnoxious
cobwebs suspended solitarily from the ceiling,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in polishing your shoes till they brilliantly
shone; commanding the poor slave every instant to annihilate
even the faintest trace of your footprints,

For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in soaking the table covers in stringent
antiseptic; brushing your apron for indefatigable weeks to suck
the non existent odor,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in consulting the most prominent of skin
specialists; gobbling a battalion of potent vitamins to impart
your skin with that immortal glow; you kept dreaming off all
night and day,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in rubbing your tongue tenaciously with
the serrated stick for marathon minutes at dawn; profusely
spraying mammoth bottles of scent into the corridors of your
mouth,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in sprinkling bucket full of water to make
the windows of your house shine; sucking the dainty river of its
precious liquid in order to make your dwelling a darling to sight,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in plucking out the filth between your
teeth using the most delectable of ivory toothpick; inundating
your armpits with tantalizing perfume every time you wanted to
impress upon the woman of your dreams,
For if you really had the urge to clean something; first clean your
mind, heart and life instead.
Dont waste your time in vehemently brushing the roads which
led to the temple; licking every step that led to the idol of the
Omniscient Creator; for in the first place you'd never be
successful; as there was not one path; but irrefutably every lane
you tread on; led to the Almighty Lord,

And indeed if you really had the urge to please God; clean
something; then first and foremost clean your mind, heart and
life instead.

36. I STILL HAD LIFE


The present moment is the most exciting moment; full of
boisterous energy and excitement,
The present moment is the most rejuvenating moment; with
animated incidents unveiling right before your blissful sight,

The present moment is the most exotic moment; with the


newness all around freshly unfurling for one to wholesomely
enjoy,
The present moment is the most young moment; with the heart
palpitating to its fullest capacity in the glory of untamed passion,
The present moment is the most fabulously fantastic moment;
with the world in motion beside propelling you to sweat in silver
globules of liquid under the
sweltering Sun,
The present moment is the most relishing moment; with the
fruits of nature instantaneously falling in your celestial lap,
The present moment is the most uncanny moment; with a string
of unexpected anecdotes inevitably unleashing in your path to
the top,
The present moment is the most divinely moment; with the mind
lost in realms
of voluptuously surreal fantasy,
The present moment is the most pragmatic moment; with a
compendium of sagacious decisions adding a supremely new
cheer to dolorous life,
The present moment is the most volatile moment; with each
action culminating into an ocean of bountiful ramifications,
The present moment is the most vociferous moment; with
umpteenth number of sounds deluging the morbid ambience
from all sides,
The present moment is the most talented moment; with blessed
entities from all round the Universe using their brains to
profusely insurmountable capacity,
The present moment is the most active moment; with tons of
exhilarated breath descending down in vivacious tandem,

The present moment is the most versatile moment; with a


myriad of actions being executed in a festoon of mystical
patterns all around the boundless cosmos,
The present moment is the most poignant moment; with a varied
conglomerate of compassionate emotions pouring in different
forms; in different streets,
The present moment is the most innocuous moment; when you
tread on the moist soil with nimble caress and intricate grace,
The present moment is the most spell binding moment; greeting
you with an entire cloud of wonderfully ravishing surprises,
The present moment is the most testing moment; which gauges
your skill to exist amongst a pack of hostile wolves and
philanthropically survive,
And for me the present moment is the most richest moment; for
although I didnt have exorbitant dungeons replete with gold and
silver in my dwelling; I still
was breathing; I still had my Creator; I still had my Mother; I
still had my beloved; and more importantly than anything; i still
had precious traces of God gifted life.

37. WHAT MADE YOU EVER THINK


What made you ever think; that you could exult in the exotic
night; without
slogging it out under the sweltering sun of the afternoon?
What made you ever think; that you could leap to the summit of
Everest, without even being able to crawl on the ground?
What made you ever think; that you could gulp gallons of
intoxicating wine, without even tasting colorless water?
What made you ever think; that you could start singing like the
magnificent orchestra, when infact you had stupendous difficulty
even to talk?
What made you ever think; that you could swim in the choppy
sea, without even
knowing how to float in the placid pool of water?
What made you ever think; that you could write infinite lines of
literature; without even being able to spell primitive words?
What made you ever think; that you could become the supreme
president; without
even being able to execute clerical work?
What made you ever think; that you could break the gargantuan
brick with a single punch of yours; when infact you didnt even
possess the power to kill an inconspicuous mosquito?
What made you ever think; that you could fly the huge aircraft;
without even

knowing how to balance a tricycle?


What made you ever think; that you could converse articulately
for hours on
the trot, when infact you miserably floundered even to utter a
single word?
What made you ever think; that you could stand barechested on
the freezing
iceberg; when infact you shivered incessantly even in the
slightest draught of
wind?
What made you ever think; that you could see behind solid walls;
when infact
you didnt even possess the capacity of recognizing magnified
objects
infront of your eyes?
What made you ever think; that you could walk on the tight rope
with a mask
camouflaging your face; when infact you couldnt even maintain
your balance on
the most strongest of ground?
What made you ever think; that you could sketch the
mesmerizing Mona Lisa;
when infact you always held the pencil upside down?
What made you ever think; that you could design an incredulous
robot; when
infact you mistook every chunk of wood for sparks of electricity?
What made you ever think; that you could emulate the royal
prince; when infact
you couldnt even hold the spoon properly in your hands?
What made you ever think; that you could be the Creator; when
infact you
didnt even remember your own birth date ?
What made you ever think; that you could romance for times
immemorial; when

infact you didnt even know the first alphabet of Love?


And what on earth made you ever think; that you could grow old
and die tomorrow; when infact you didnt even have the slightest
of tenacity; crumbled like a pack of soggy cards every unfurling
minute today?

38. I LIVE BECAUSE


I dream, because each corner of my surreally inexplicable mind;
dictates,
I write, because infinite muscles in my irascibly wandering hand;
dictate,
I sleep; because boundless bones in my profoundly exhausted
dreary body; dictate,

I shout, because tumultuously insatiable urges in the inner most


realms of my
throat; dictate,
I gallop; because irascibly proliferating tendencies in the spongy
muscle of my legs; dictate,
I smile; because gregariously amicable virtues inevitably
besieging my rubicund
pair of lips; dictate,
I cry; because the overwhelmingly morbid sorrow in my eyes;
dictates, I snore; because the incomprehensibly celestial
corridors of invincible sleep; dictates,
I drink; because inexorably scorched and diminishing boundaries
of my burnt
body; dictates,
I bathe; because incorrigibly squalid cocoons of dust on my
countenance; dictates,
I wink; because irrevocably flirtatious attributes in my eyeball;
dictates,
I yawn; because the indefatigably fatigued skeleton of my
surrendered body; dictates,
I fight; because the cloud of intrepid belligerence engulfing my
boisterous demeanor; dictates,
I fidget; because pertinently iterative fervor unrelentingly
dissipating in my blood; dictates,
I study; because an irrefutably everlasting desire to be the best
in the professional world; dictates,
I whistle; because insatiable tunnels of fathomless euphoria in
my nerves; dictate,
I play; because the child perpetually buoyant and alive in my
impeccable senses; dictates,

I lie; because inevitably salacious manipulation on the trajectory


of this planet; dictates,
I breathe; because the miserably imprisoned lungs beneath my
chest; dictate,
I desire; because the passionately throbbing beats of my
ardently romantic heart; dictate,
And I live; because the love of my life; the love that was my
energy to lead an immortal existence beyond countless new
births of mine; dictates.

39. CLICK
It was flashes which made the eyes click; impart them with the
profusely flirtatious rejuvenation to lead life,
It was a smile which made the lips click; portray their
voluptuously mesmerizing beauty to the planet outside,
It was raw muscle which made the bones click; impregnating
their persona with the invincible tenacity to surge forward in
life,
It was ravishing food which made the stomach click; impart it
with the heavenly rejuvenation to rise up to the most
intransigent occasion of existence,
It was relentlessly escalating fantasy which made the mind click;
propelling it to insatiably venture into enigmatic arenas never
explored before,
It was enchantingly melodious sounds which made the ears
click; instilled in them the inexorable ardor to hear and decipher
beyond the pragmatically ordinary,
It was an overwhelmingly poignant river of blood which made
the veins click; indefatigably instigate the body to conquer and
conjure new heights,
It was the profoundly disseminated labyrinth of lines on the
palms which made destiny click; triggered an unfathomable
ocean of anecdotes to unveil in life; which one couldnt have
conceived even in the wildest of his dreams,
It was the essence of irrefutable empathy which made a
relationship click; granted it that impregnable solidarity to
withstand the most disastrous of times,

It was profusely tantalizing saliva which made the throat click;


perpetuate it to fulminate into a valley of authoritatively
domineering sounds,
It was ingeniously insurmountable memory which made the
brain click; unleash itself with astronomical confidence in every
sphere of existence,
It was a volcano of vivaciously blended emotions which made the
conscience click; irrevocably listen to its voice of righteousness;
and march forward without the slightest of respite,
It was the thoroughly reinvigorating fragrance of the lotus which
made the nostrils click; inhale incessantly to explore even the
most minuscule organism of God's fascinating creation,
It was exhilarating bouts of euphoric speed which made the legs
click; gallop like an untamed panther through the boundless
forests in stupendous ecstasy,
It was the Omnipotent Creator's will that made lovers living
continents apart click; break the most diabolically treacherous
barricades that came their way,
It was countless hours with the innocuously impeccable children
which made nostalgia click; grant a man slithering miserably
beside his grave; the status of
being young once again,
It was an everlasting rhythm of passionately palpitating beats
which made the heart click; throb till times immemorial for the
entity it solely admired on this Universe,
And it was love that made life click; make it the most beautiful
gift not only on this planet; but also unendingly fathomless
kilometers beyond sky.

40. IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU


You might have forever taken away all your clothes from my
dwelling; savagely hurling me away like a piece of infinitesimally
abhorrent shit,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
majestic memories; in which we timelessly stared at each other
under the resplendently beaming light; of the full Moon.
You might have forever taken away all your ornaments from my
dwelling; nonchalantly spitting upon my tumultuously
impoverished demeanor,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
princely memories; in which we romantically philandered in the
fields of compassionate corn; mischievously blending our
rampantly strewn hair with harmonious straw.
You might have forever taken away all your cars away from my
dwelling; uncouthly leaving your unfathomable battalion of

hunter dogs; to take care of my uncontrollably trembling


countenance,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
heavenly memories; in which we voluptuously kissed each other
on the sensuous lip; as the Sun faded wholesomely beyond the
inscrutable horizons.
You might have forever taken away all your wines away from my
dwelling; satanically spewing all abuse abominably lingering on
this colossal planet; even upon the most immaculately righteous
of my stride,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
resplendently replenishing memories; in which we spent many a
marathon hours together; frantically exploring the
unsurpassably ravishing charisma in our skins.
You might have forever taken away all your electronic
paraphernalia from my dwelling; ruthlessly kicking me on the
bizarrely dilapidated streets to beg; after
indiscriminately severing my hands and feet,
But it was irrefutably impossible for your to take away all those
impeccable memories; in which we innocently feasted upon
Natures profoundly glamorous beauty at the crack of
ephemerally enlightening dawn.
You might have forever taken away all your currency coins from
my dwelling; barbarically commanding the bulldozers of
diabolical hatred to squelch me to the
very last bone of my disappearing spine,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
bountiful memories; in which we patriotically united as a single
spirit; to philanthropically serve all tyrannically bereaved
mankind; for times immemorial.
You might have forever taken away all your glittering trophies
from my dwelling; ignominiously castigating and stripping me in
the front of the entire Universe;
for ostensibly no fault of mine,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
Omnipotent memories; in which we seductively gyrated our
shivering bodies; under tantalizingly
cocktail cover of the exotic night.

You might have forever taken away all your breath away from my
dwelling; salaciously ensuring that an unsurpassable dungeon of
sinister scorpion; crawled
invidiously on my skin for countless more decades yet to unveil,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
mesmerizing memories; in which we had impregnably pledged to
the Almighty Lord; to solely
exist for each other.
And you might have forever taken away all your love from my
dwelling; commanding your vindictively vicious fleet of
relentless vultures; to intransigently suck the last droplet of
blood from my nimble visage,
But it was irrefutably impossible for you to take away all those
charismatically wonderful memories; in which we had given our
hearts to each other the very first
time we met; embarking on an exhilarating expedition of
humanitarian togetherness.

41. WHAT IS THE NEED OF ?


What is the need of spuriously artificial bulb light; when we have
the natural light of the majestically fulminating and Omnipotent
Sun; ubiquitously disseminating perpetual rays of hope in every
dwelling besieged with horrendous despair ?
What is the need of capriciously artificial cologne scent; when
we have the natural cocoon of vibrantly blossoming roses in the
field; timelessly placating tumultuously aggrieved nerves with
the magic of fragrant togetherness ?
What is the need of bombastically inflated air-conditioner; when
we have the natural draughts of exuberant breeze; enchantingly
blowing to pave a pathway of rhapsodic ebullience; even in the
most devastated of lives ?
What is the need of manipulatively blended factory made
sweetness; when we have unfathomable tons of natural honey
delectably oozing from the grandiloquently rambunctious hives;
infiltrating each beleaguered life with; astronomically priceless
sweetness ?
What is the need of vindictively bottled and artificial spices;
when we have indefatigable fields of piquant chili; the natural
waves of the gigantic ocean; profoundly perpetuating each
despicably shattered life; with the poignant elixir to exotically
survive ?
What is the need of sleazily scintillating artificial jewelry; when
we have the marvelously royal oyster; bountifully culminating
into a forest of ingratiatingly euphoric pearls; enlightening every
dreary heart and the gory retribution of the night;
with milky innocence; alike ?
What is the need of the diabolically looming fortresses of mortal
and obdurately insensitive steel; when we have the natural
entrenchments of perennial mankind; compassionately
sequestering even the most tyrannically penurious; in its
handsomely sacrosanct belly ?

What is the need of insidiously gaudy color towering on each


road; when we have the vivaciously natural rainbow shimmering
enthrallingly in fathomless bits of sky; enlightening the life of all
those miserably shattered; with beams of astounding dexterity ?
What is the need of seductively raunchy and pathetically lewd
films; when we have the naturally tantalizing carpet of crimson
clouds floating in the sky; gorgeously titillating even the most
remotely sweltering cranny of this Universe; with thunderbolts
of fascinating rain ?
What is the need of lethally venomous guns and an anarchic
arcade of treacherous bombs; when we have the regally natural
blanket of home soil; patriotically blazing in impregnably
triumphant glory; above even the most diabolically infidel of
traitors ?
What is the need of lecherously tainted and ludicrously
mechanized cloth; when we have impeccably natural fields of
sprawling cotton; chivalrously shielding every orphaned and rich
alike; in the heavenly enclosure of its immaculate warmth ?
What is the need of bizarrely lugubrious and artificially made
somber coffins; when we have the naturally celestial trenches of
mud; to harbor and eternally rest the departed mind; body and
soul ?
What is the need of nonchalantly dolorous strips of trademarked
sunglass; when we have the pricelessly natural fold of sensuous
lids blissfully encapsulating the drearily exhausted eyeball;
imparting it with heavenly rejuvenation; even under the most
acrimoniously belligerent fireball of Sun ?
What is the need of baselessly opulent distilled water geysers;
when we have the exuberantly natural cascades of the sparkling
waterfalls to bathe under; profoundly
reinvigorate even the most morbidly deadened arena of the
crumbling skin ?

What is the need of preposterously bludgeoning beats of the


meaningless discotheque; when we have the naturally melodious
and divinely cadence of the
nightingale supremely appease; even the most veritably
extinguishing organs of our body ?
What is the need of dastardly computers invidiously flashing
axioms of truth; when we have the innocuous wails of the freshly
born infant; irrefutably proclaiming the cosmos of unassailable
righteousness every unfurling minute of the day ?
What is the need of nonchalantly lackadaisical tantras; mantras;
and religious fanaticism; when we have the Omnisciently
Natural blessings of the Almighty Lord; to give us the
unprecedented tenacity; of victoriously transcending over the
most
horrifically hostile; of path ?
What is the need of worthlessly puffed up cylinders of artificial
oxygen; when we have the Omnipresently natural cisterns of
unsurpassably unending air all
around; miraculously pacifying even the most gorily dying jacket
of lungs ?
And what is the need of insipidly bulky pacemakers incessantly
trying to revive the beats of the vanishing heart; when we have
the immortally natural paradise of unconquerable love; not only
ensuring that the heart stayed young forever; but perpetually
sought love and was wonderfully alive ?
42. GIVE ME PERPETUAL DEATH INSTEAD
Give me perpetual ugliness instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the ungainly prowess; of never being
able to enjoy; when others unfurled into a festoon of ravishingly
tantalizing beauty and panoramic forms,
Give me perpetual dumbness instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the disastrous prowess; of never
being able to enjoy; when others
sang in their enchantingly melodious voice,

Give me perpetual blindness instead O! Almighty Lord; but


please dont curse me ever with the murderous prowess; of
never being to enjoy; when others unrelentingly admired the
stupendously aristocratic beauty; on the carpet of this
gregariously vibrant Universe,
Give me perpetual starvation instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the diabolical prowess; of never
being able to enjoy; when others
titillated their taste buds; with the most sumptuously delectable
fruits of this; blissfully fragrant earth,
Give me perpetual imprisonment instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the penalizing prowess; of never
being able to enjoy; when others euphorically gallivanted in the
aisles of unprecedented freedom and ravishing enthrallment,
Give me perpetual tears instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the tyrannical prowess; of never being
able to enjoy; when others ebulliently danced in the corridors of
everlastingly unending happiness,
Give me perpetual boredom instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the brutal prowess; of not being
able to enjoy; when others ecstatically unveiled into a fountain of
newness with unleashing second of
the day; eternally reaching out for their ambitions,
Give me perpetual prejudice instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the ghastly prowess; of not
being able to enjoy; when others compassionately exist in united
fireballs of unflinching solidarity; even under the most
acrimonious rays of the Sun,
Give me perpetual agony instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the dastardly prowess; of not being
able to enjoy; when others harmoniously
existed for infinite more births yet to come; under a heavenly
cistern of tranquil contentment,
Give me perpetual manipulation instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the horrific prowess; of not

being able to enjoy; when others innocuously poured out their


holistic souls; to Omnipotently spread the charisma of
unconquerable togetherness,
Give me perpetual poverty instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the disdainful prowess; of not being
able to enjoy; when others basked in the glory of their
magnanimously philanthropic richness; the ultimate splendor of
humanity profusely enveloping their benign souls,
Give me perpetual condemnation instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the gory prowess; of not being
able to enjoy; when others escalated to the pinnacle of glorious
success; kissed the scintillating goals they had dreamt of; since
the very first breath that they inhaled,
Give me perpetual insanity instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the venomous prowess; of not being
able to enjoy; when others bountifully fantasized beyond the
splendidly extraordinary; metamorphosed the complexion of this
planet with their innovative intrigue,
Give me perpetual infertility O! Almighty Lord; but please dont
curse me ever with the preposterous prowess; of not being able
to enjoy; when others majestically proliferated Gods most
eternally invincible chapter of creation; with their very own
crimson blood and breath,
Give me perpetual betrayal O! Almighty Lord; but please dont
curse me ever with the remorseful prowess; of not being able to
enjoy; when others unassailably embraced their divine beloved;
beautifully succumbing to the most wonderfully
Omniscient gift on this planet called; love,
Give me perpetual weakness instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the lecherous prowess; of not
being able to enjoy; when others patriotically blazed towards an
impregnable triumph; for their sacrosanct motherland,
Give me perpetual lies instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the savage prowess; of not being able
to enjoy; when others irrefutably embedded the Omnipresent

blessing of truth deep into their innocent conscience; became


impeccable harbingers of humanity,
Give me perpetual misery instead O! Almighty Lord; but please
dont curse me ever with the ruthless prowess; of not being able
to enjoy; when others gloriously
gallivanted on their trail towards; the most priceless religion of
humanity,
Give me perpetual dilapidation instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the satanic prowess; of not
being able to enjoy; when others unfurled into a paradise of
ingratiating freshness; with every sprouting ray of the divine
Sun,
And give me perpetual death instead O! Almighty Lord; but
please dont curse me ever with the vindictive prowess; of not
being able to enjoy; when others marvelously evolved into royal
blood; bone and sparkling life; adding fresh breaths of air to
countless more optimistic tomorrows.

43. WHERE THERE IS NO LOVE


Where there is no honesty; there is simply not an infinitesimal
iota of prosperity; with even the most mightiest of civilizations;
disdainfully squelching like a pack of frigid cards; to have a taste
of forlornly threadbare dust,
Where there is no compassion; there is simply not a capricious
whisker of solidarity; with the most formidably invincible of
organisms; sinking infinite feet beneath their sordidly ghastly
graves,
Where there is no faith; there is simply not a dolorously
minuscule fraction of strength; with even the most unfathomably
unconquerable army of scintillating patriots; obnoxiously
pulverized to the last bone of their worthless spine,
Where there is no commitment; there is simply not a remote
insinuation of success; with even the most fathomlessly rich and
bountifully abundant; ludicrously abnegating every iota of their
spurious wealth,
Where there is no simplicity; there is simply not a diminutive
inch of bloom; with even the most fragrantly robust of humans;
murderously prying for each
others throats,

Where there is no freedom; there is simply not an


inconspicuously infidel centimeter of growth; with even the most
vivaciously bouncing living beings miserably sweating in
premature cacophony; towards their morbidly demonic
graveyards,
Where there is no innocence; there is simply not an obscurely
orphaned chunk of artistry; with even the most eclectically
talented of individuals; horrendously rotting in realms of ghastly
manipulation; for centuries unprecedented,
Where there is no color; there is simply not an parsimoniously
obfuscated haze of beauty; with even the most panoramically
vivid sceneries; haplessly extinguishing into the dormitories of
gruesomely obsolete wilderness,
Where there is no ardor; there is simply not a whimsically tiny
speck of ambition; with even the most flamboyantly dynamic
fortresses of power; blowing into
ridiculous nothingness at a stray mouthful of nimble wind,
Where there is no closeness; there is not a pallidly mercurial
space of shelter; with even the most boundlessly gigantic and
grandiloquent of castles; uncouthly freezing you to; grotesque
carcasses beyond recognition,
Where there is no will; there is simply not an inordinately tiny
bit of enthusiasm; with even the most overwhelmingly dazzling
beams of dynamism; lividly coalescing with the gory waters of
the treacherous gutters,
Where there is no mankind; there is simply not a meaninglessly
little vial of divinity; with even the most fervently praying fickle
minded devotees; being austerely penalized at every step that
they trespassed,
Where there is no newness; there is simply not a pathetically
neglected hint of evolution; with even the most prolifically
proliferating organisms; despondently stagnating in brutal
dungeons of despairingly nonchalant misery,

Where there is no patriotism; there is simply not a whimsically


insensitive impression of triumph; with even the most
indomitably well equipped of soldiers; inevitably shaking hands
with preposterously laughable defeat,
Where there is no melody; there is simply not a decipherably
stingy blade of sweetness; with the most exhilaratingly
entertaining of idols; diabolically failing to impress even the
fleeting shadows scattered scraggily around,
Where there is no spirit; there is simply not an ungainly
obscured trace of charisma; with even the most inherently
inborn of magnetic personalities; savagely evaporating into
lackadaisically lackluster wisps of smoke,
Where there is no transparency; there is simply not a baselessly
non-existent tip of conscience; with even the most unfathomably
impregnable of living beings; eventually crucifying themselves
under a tornado of guilt and salacious lies,
Where there is no yearning; there is simply not a remotely
abominable puff of breath; with even the most indefatigably
inhaling nostrils; being ruthlessly asphyxiated into dormitories;
of barbarically strangulated submission,
And where there is no love; there is simply not a worthlessly
negligible wind of life; with even the most passionately
palpitating and perpetual beats of the heart; demonically
incarcerating you in the prison of viciously vindictive dullness
and death.

44. LIFE IS NOT A FEATURE FILM


Life is not just a bombastically fancy pancake; which you can
gobble in single ecstatic gulp; and then thunderously snore for
times immemorial,

Life is not just a sleazily grandiloquent four poster bed; on which


you could languish in the aisles of unprecedented desire; and
then shut your eyes in perpetual oblivion
to the extraneous world,
Life is not just a capriciously philandering wind; with which you
could merrily flirt all day; and then dream about in the island of
nothingness for infinite more births yet to unveil,
Life is not just a dangerously fickle minded dream; by which you
titillated yourself to the epitome of voluptuous seduction
momentarily; and then transited into a lugubriously unfruitful
reverie; till the last breath decided to stay in your countenance,
Life is each day that has to be perseveringly fought and lived;
life is holistic dormitory of veritable truth and reality; life is
immortally priceless; O! yes
life is not a feature film.
1.
Life is not just a frigidly romantic cloud; which made you
transiently romance behind the sun soaked hills; and then you
decided to completely quit,
Life is not just a spuriously scintillating chunk of ice; which you
ephemerally suckled to flood your entire persona with delight;
and then didnt bother the slightest about the paths you tread,
Life is not just a bottle of invidiously lecherous port wine; which
you greedily consumed all night with intransigently untamed
gusto; and then failed to recognize your own self the next day;
when dawn filtered by your side,
Life is not just a ethereally tantalizing sensation; which you
fulminated into trying to touch the firmament of fathomless sky;
and then blending indolently with soil as if the earth had ceased
to exist,
Life is each moment which has to be tackled with stupendous
dexterity and sweat; life is timeless fireball of endeavor and

vivaciousness; life is immortally priceless; O! yes life is not a


feature film.
2.
Life is not just a fake foam of infinite bubbles; which you could
merrily burst into melodiously ravishing froth; and then enjoy
the unsurpassably silken warmth for boundless more decades
yet to unfurl,
Life is not just an insidiously luminescent and ostentatious bulb;
which you used to seek unprecedented pleasure after the onset
of dark; and then uncouthly forget the very rudiments which
possessed you in entirety,
Life is not just a pathetically seducing whistle in the
unfathomable gorge; with which you initially replenished each
bone of your persona; and then became an immune animal to the
most treacherous of squall and storm,
Life is not just a beautifully constructed fairy castle; in which
you romanticized for unending nights on the trot; and then
wholesomely disappeared like an infinitesimal mosquito; into
non-existent wisps of worthless oblivion,
Life is a blend of the good and the salaciously bad which have to
dealt alike; life is a mission of humanity to be accomplished by
every living being; life is immortally priceless; O! yes life is not a
feature film.
3.
Life is not just an artificially reinvigorating cologne; which you
profusely applied on your impoverished cheeks; and then smelt
only the spirit of goodness on every lane you transgressed,
Life is not just a ludicrously funny clown; who made you have the
most wholehearted laugh of your life for simply a single second;
and then left you to treacherously decay; in a tale of
incoherently bizarre despair,

Life is not just a pompous fancy dress competition; in which you


intangibly masqueraded wearing the most princely attires on
this planet; and then were left to
rot in dungeons of despairingly hopeless poverty,
Life is not just a short lived enchanting song; whose jeopardizing
melody you could bask on for simply a few minutes; and then
despondently shut your eardrums to;
even the tiniest insinuation of sound,
Life is an unrelenting journey towards the epitome of self esteem
and benevolent mankind; Life is the most wonderfully perpetual
gift from Lord Almighty; Life is
immortally priceless; O! yes life is not a feature film.

45. WHAT WAS HAPPENING WRONG


What was irrefutably right and blazing; was infinite beams of
Sunlight streaming full throttle and astoundingly from the
fathomless expanse of sky,
But what was happening horrendously wrong; was that people
sulked in derogatorily malicious despondence despite the same;
within the spuriously morbid waves
of the artificial airconditioner.
What was irrefutably right and ravishing; was enthrallingly
exuberant whirlpools of breeze; which unrelentingly caressed
the atmosphere all day long,
But what was happening pathetically wrong; was that people
viciously leaped for each others throat despite the same;
coldbloodedly locked within cisterns of ominous manipulation.
What was irrefutably right and resplendent; was ebulliently
mesmerizing and milky rays of tenaciously silken moonlight,
But what was happening disastrously wrong; was that people
wailed in hopelessly greedy unison despite the same; entirely
camouflaging their dwellings with
parasites of indiscriminate hatred; in the heart of the
romantically marvelous midnight.

What was irrefutably right and vivacious; was perennially


bubbling streams of pricelessly majestic water,
But what was happening ludicrously wrong; was that people
remained lugubriously famished despite the same; mercilessly
toying with the vital elixir to scrub even the most inconspicuous
iota of their; sordidly bombastic floors.
What was irrefutably right and tantalizing; was unfathomable
cloudbursts of torrentially titillating rain; pelting in harmonious
tandem from the aristocratically crimson sky,
But what was happening maniacally wrong; was that people
lambasted corpses of vindictive abuse and lechery despite the
same; sank into a spell of remorsefully frustrated exasperation;
although the tunes of lovebirds; reverberated
handsomely through the air.
What was irrefutably right and melodious; was the enchantingly
everlasting nightingale singing synergistically with the rhythm
of the serene wind; inundating each cranny of the sultry
ambience with gorgeously twinkling sound,
But what was happening brutally wrong; was that people
incessantly sank into a well of despondent boredomdespite the
same; cacophonically pulverizing Gods most panoramic
elements of celestial creation.
What was irrefutably right and towering; was the mystically
gorgeous mountain; philandering into boundless paths of
rhapsodically intrepid adventure,
But what was happening murderously wrong; was that people
had savagely constricted themselves to lanes of disdainfully
ruthless monotony despite the same;
choosing to be like the abominably imperturbable stone; rather
than gallop towards satiny newness.
What was irrefutably right and indispensable; was the
passionately patriotic inferno of unsurpassable breath; that
euphorically wafted out as each night unfurled into the brilliant
day,
But what was happening diabolically wrong; was that people
depicted a profuse inclination to inhale adulterated savagery
despite the same; eventually asphyxiating to miserable

extinction; although the spirit of pristine youth still lingered for


centuries
immemorial.
What was irrefutably right and priceless; was the sky of
immortally unassailable love; showering droplets of perpetual
love to even the most infinitesimal iota of this gigantic planet,
But what was happening unforgivably wrong; was that people
barbarically kicked the same to blend with the thorns of
pernicious lies; flooded their chests with gruesomely acerbic
decay; although the heart was still throbbing by the grace of God
.

46. THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THAT VOICE


There was something in that voice; which made me exotically
wander through the aisles of untamed fantasy; and unendingly
tantalizing seduction,

There was something in that voice; which metamorphosed even


the most inexplicably horrendous of my misery; into a blooming
paradise of everlastingly
enchanting melody,
There was something in that voice; which enthralled me beyond
the dormitories of comprehension; wholesomely freed me of all
my murderously monotonous
apprehensions; and agonies of the uncouth planet outside,
There was something in that voice; which unrelentingly seduced
me even after the heart of dolorously dreary midnight;
rekindling every deadened pore of my flesh
to blend with the Almighty Divine,
There was something in that voice; which enshrouded every
cranny of beleaguered soul with rhapsodic exuberance; an
insatiable yearning to philanthropically bond with all my
comrades; innocuous and living,
There was something in that voice; which irrefutably taught me
the essence of unbiased love towards all my fellow compatriots
either rich or despicably poor;
taught me that service to mankind was indeed true service to the
divine,
There was something in that voice; which transformed me into
an invincibly blazing fortress; unflinchingly confronting every
impediment that dared come my way;
to forever radiate like spell binding Sunshine,
There was something in that voice; which handsomely extricated
my manipulatively besieged conscience of all its abhorrent
prejudice; bestowing upon me all mesmerizing happiness that
profoundly perpetuated the atmosphere,
There was something in that voice; which ebulliently elevated
me from my spells of deplorable depression; impregnated a river
of unfathomable enchantment in
nervously circulating streams of my impoverished blood,

There was something in that voice; which made me feel like a


majestic prince of all times; traversing through the lanes of
grandiloquent desire; manifesting each of my benign dream into
a perpetual reality,
There was something in that voice; which marvelously brought
out my humanitarian spirit; made me benevolently commiserate
with all my mates; dithering towards the horizons of a ghastly
extinction,
There was something in that voice; which royally replenished my
frigidly disastrous lips with astoundingly blissful smiles;
profusely enlightened my survival with the Omniscient
enlightenment to bond with all mankind,
There was something in that voice; which resolutely told me to
always follow the unassailable voices of my heart; coalesce my
spirit forever with; euphorically
evergreen humanity,
There was something in that voice; which perennially transpired
me to transcend beyond the ultimate crescendo of magnificent
artistry; never made me realize that I was dwindling all hope in
vibrant life,
There was something in that voice; which made me disdainfully
shun all bombastic cynosure; meditate till beyond realms of
eternal eternity; in an incredulously aristocratic entrenchment of
bountiful selflessness,
There was something in that voice; which unrelentingly
triggered me to implore and eradicate all my devilishly hidden
fallacies; philander in the ingratiatingly ravishing charisma of
the majestic atmosphere,
There was something in that voice; which numbed all my
trauma with its unconquerably Omnipotent aura; made me
wonderfully believe in the laws of symbiotic existence; made me
believe in my unlimited mountain of positive strengths,
There was something in that voice; which illuminated my
perniciously withering existence with the fragrance of

unshakable togetherness; made me feel as if Almighty Lord was


always there to help me by my side,
There was something in that voice; which made me immortally
love every graciously vivacious element of living kind; bow down
in due adulation of the powers of
the Omnipresent Creator Divine,
And there was something in that voice; which gifted me a
countless radiant breaths when infact I had asked for just one;
and could humbly become the very reason
for my destitute mates; to be holistically alive.

47. OUR GREATEST RICHNESS


We dont need no ostentatious parties; bombastic mugs of wine
guzzling down our throats; as beats of the spuriously titillating
disco discordantly inundated the heavenly stillness of the night,
We dont need no superfluous palaces; fathomless rooms of
pretentious aristocracy frigidly awaiting to envelop us
insidiously in their empty swirl,
We dont need no robotic aircrafts; unfathomably gigantic wings
of steel to transport us at thunderously lightening speeds; to the
destinations of our choice,
We dont need no sleazily gaudy attires; opulent cisterns of
voluptuous silk; artificially enshrouding our poignantly naked
skins,
As our palms which had perpetually entwined with each other;
unflinching confronting the most acerbic of impediments united
together; bonding our destinies

forever with the religion of humanity; were irrefutably our


greatest richness.
(1)
We dont need no cheaply abominable slang; astounding
replications of how the high society ate; spoke and slept,
We dont need no Oriental music; brilliantly incredulous sound
systems blaring
in pompously rhythmic cadence,
We dont need no mountains of scintillating glass; the most
exquisite fraternity of mirror to incessantly admire our nimble
reflections,
We dont need no sizzled steak; incongruously butchering the
poor animal and then ironically placing it on plates of glittering
gold,
As our souls which had perpetually coalesced with each other;
imparting us the unassailable ardor to not only exist in this birth;
but to philanthropically serve
the entire planet and gallop for an infinite more births yet to
come; were
irrefutably our greatest richness.
(2)
We dont need no aristocratic sheepskins; the most ravishingly
embellished wool on the planet; to safeguard us against
acrimonious cold,
We dont need no flatulent airconditioners; to garishly placate
our overwhelmingly sweltering senses,
We dont need no scintillating cars; the ergonomically plush
upholstery
pampering us worthlessly as the ultimate kings,
We dont need no dungeons of unfathomably regale wealth; a
torrential cascade of shimmering pearl and silver; not even
letting us gasp the slightest,

As our breaths which had perpetually bonded with each other;


were our sole elixir to magnificently surge ahead in vibrant life
and achieve the pinnacle of astronomically humanitarian
success; were irrefutably our greatest richness.
(3)
We dont need no skeleton keys; ingeniously masterminded
computers to cunningly manipulate the movements of the entire
Universe,
We dont need no Supreme chairs of pure velvet; ardently
awaiting to crown us the unparalleled corporate tycoons of the
distraught year,
We dont need no fabulously designed sunglasses; cowardly
camouflaging our radiant eyes even from the tiniest beam of
optimistic light,
We dont need no sardonically inflated cigar smoke; the
meaningless clapping of people who vindictively plotted behind
our backs,
As our hearts which had perpetually blended with each other;
unconquerably beating as a single spirit and passionately alive;
were irrefutably our greatest richness.

48. LIVE LIFE WHOLEHEARTEDLY


If you really wanted to laugh; dont just open your mouth like a
goldfish; shying tremendously to show your conglomerate of
scintillating teeth,
Laugh wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul, and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to cry; dont just make of mockery of
emphatically poignant tears; apply pools of crocodile water
pretentiously on your rubicund cheeks,
Cry wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to play; dont just bounce like a timid infant
having just opened its eyes into this alien world; bringing in
shades of bombastic sophistication in
your stride,
Play wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to sleep; dont just spuriously place a
gruesome eyepatch over your lids; wake up with a jolt at the
crack of dawn as the monstrous alarm clock barked stringently
into your ears,
Sleep wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to talk; dont just whisper surreptitiously
under your breath; utter your words in a complete mumble
jumble which only you could vaguely comprehend,
Talk wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to stare; dont just stand behind the
shriveled curtains; furtively viewing the alluring sights which
enchantingly unveiled,
Stare wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.

If you really wanted to dance; dont just emulate the movements


of celebrities on the big; feel contemptuously embarrassed and
sad if you couldnt gyrate as
harmoniously as they did,
Dance wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to admire somebody; dont just say that
umpteenth number of times to yourself; swooning miserably on
the ground everytime you encountered the person of your
dreams,
Admire wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind;
whole soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to love; dont just say i love you; and run
away when the most diminutive of difficulty engulfed you; the
acrimonious society estranged you in the whirlpool of rigid
convention,
Love wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
If you really wanted to die; dont just make pompous public
announcements about the same everyday; standing tall and
domineering over the sleazy microphone;
telling the world to wait for the time when you would be leaving
for your
heavenly abode,
Die wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind; whole
soul; and feel the difference instead.
And if you really wanted to lead life; dont just make a nimble
effort to slouch from the ground; feeling that beads of fatigue
and inexplicable exhaustion were taking their toll on you every
second,
Live life wholeheartedly with your whole body; whole mind;
whole soul; and feel the difference instead.

49. IF I HAD CLOSED MY BREATH YESTERDAY


If I had cut my fingers yesterday; then how could I hold the
scintillating cluster of diamonds strewn abundantly in the fields
for me today?
If I had mercilessly chopped off my tongue yesterday; then how
could I call the names of the ones I cherished the most; the ones
who were actually present before my eyes today?
If I had given my legs to the preposterously huge shark to
swallow yesterday; then how could I reach the summit of the
gigantic mountain; which was just inches
away from my body today?
If I had gruesomely blinded my eyes yesterday; then how could I
admire and profoundly relish the mesmerizing sights that
unveiled in front of my eyes today?
If I had uncouthly extricated my mass of dainty intestines
yesterday; then how could I enjoy the appetizing delicacies laid
sumptuously on my palate today?

If I had ruthlessly smashed my neck yesterday; then how could I


hoist it towards the Moon; which was shimmering in perennial
bliss today?
If I had horrendously punctured both my ears yesterday; then
how could I profusely absorb all the enchanting sounds; which
splendidly inundated the atmosphere today?
If I had apathetically sewed my lips yesterday; then how could I
sing ingratiating songs for the person I loved the most today?
If I had brutally pulverized all the bones in my ribs yesterday;
then how could I thunderously gyrate and swing to the tunes of
animated nature today?
If I had drilled gaping holes through my armory of teeth
yesterday; then how could I chew with unprecedented gusto; the
exotic mountain of voluptuous nuts stashed abundantly on my
bedside table today?
If I had satanically sheared my intricately seductive eyelids
yesterday; then how could I enjoy the stupendously cool coat of
dewdrops that hung ardently in the
atmosphere today?
If I had insanely evacuated every droplet of blood from the veins
in my body yesterday; then how could I donate it to save the life
of my mother; who was
struggling for breath; and on the tenterhooks of extinction
today?
If I had invidiously ripped apart even the last bit of my
fingernails yesterday; then how could I scratch at the heavenly
chunks of cheese; insatiably caress the titillating couch of fur
that engulfed me from all sides today?
If I had injected snake poison in my tender brain yesterday; then
how could I embrace the astronomical prowess of memory; the
spellbinding ocean of imagination that awaited open handed for
me today?

If I had savagely dried the emphatic cloud of moisture from my


jeweled eyeball yesterday; then how could I ooze a river of
exuberant tears for my separated ones;
who had met me after countless number of decades today?
If I had diabolically peeled each pore of my nimble skin
yesterday; then how could I accept the color of the entire
Universe; uninhibitedly bouncing in my lap today?
If I had abruptly stopped my heart from beating yesterday; then
how could I worship the person who was irrefutably in love with
me today?
And If I had strangulated my breath yesterday; forcing my being
to relinquish life in utter frustration yesterday; then how could I
bask in the glory of the brilliant Sun;
which kissed my impoverished doorstep passionately today?

50. THE GREATEST SIN

Having supremely spell binding eyes was simply not a sin at all; but pretending that you
were gruesomely blind; unable to see a step further even after possessing them right

since innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,


Having robust complexioned feet was simply not a sin at all; but
pretending that you couldn't walk even an inch forward; had not
the slightest of capacity to run even after possessing them right
since innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having tenaciously knotted fingers projecting from the palm was
simply not a sin at all; but pretending that you had grave
difficulty in hoisting objects; didnt posses the most minuscule of
power to defend yourself even after possessing them right since
innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having dangling earlobes delectably cascading from the
periphery of your rubicund cheek was simply not a sin at all; but
pretending that you couldnt bear the tiniest of sound;
floundered miserably to decipher the intricacy of voice even
after possessing them right since innocent childhood; was the
greatest sin,
Having a perfectly throbbing heart palpitating in marvelous
synchrony inside your chest was simply not a sin at all; but
pretending that you just didnt have the power to love; the virtue
to embrace other humans of your kind even after possessing it
right since innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having dual pairs of luscious lips was simply not a sin at all; but
pretending that you couldnt speak a single word; abysmally
stuttered to convey the most infinitesimal of message to your
compatriots even after possessing them right since innocent
childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having ravishing clusters of hair on your scalp was simply not a
sin at all; but pretending that God had kept you disdainfully
bald; that your head shivered
uncontrollably in cold even after possessing them right since
innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,

Having boundless lines on your glowing palm was simply not a


sin at all; but pretending that your entire life was ruined; your
progress had come to an abrupt
standstill even after possessing them right since innocent
childhood; was the
greatest sin,
Having pompously bulging muscle in your arms was simply not a
sin at all; but pretending that you were as feeble as a mosquito;
couldnt lift your very own body even after having them right
since innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having thousands of voluptuously tantalizing eyelashes
extruding from your lids was simply not a sin at all; but
pretending that your vision was horrendously impaired because
of their presence; the world seemed to be an obfuscated blur
even after possessing them right since innocent childhood; was
the greatest sin,
Having nails as long as the lanky mountain was simply not a sin
at all; but pretending that you were unable to make the most
diminutive of indentation on soil; simply couldnt scratch the
faintest even after possessing them right since innocent
childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having breath as passionate as sizzling fire was simply not a sin
at all; but pretending that there wasnt enough air in the
atmosphere for you to inhale; that you could suffocate to death
any minute even after possessing them right since innocent
childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having a bucket of sweat trickling down your armpits was
simply not a sin at all; but pretending that it was more satanic
than a pool of ghastly blood; incessantly complaining of cold and
clammy skin even though you possessed it right since innocent
childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having an astonishingly spell binding memory was simply not a
sin at all; but pretending that it was your mind that killed you
every unleashing second; the

brain was the cardinal culprit behind your demise even after
possessing it right since innocent childhood; was the greatest
sin,
Having scarlet rivers of blood circulating through your veins was
simply not a sin at all; but pretending that there was no life in
your nerves; not a trifle of energy left in your demeanor even
after possessing them right since innocent childhood; was the
greatest sin,
Having a salubrious sparkling belly was simply not a sin at all;
but pretending that your digestive system was diabolically
corroded; the conglomerate of curled
intestines in your stomach were strangulating you like a festoon
of ominous snakes even after possessing it right since innocent
childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having a sturdily sculptured nose extruding from your face was
simply not a sin at all; but pretending that your entire persona
was brutally mutilated; the nostrils disgustingly disrupted your
flow of harmonious breath even after possessing it right since
innocent childhood; was the greatest sin,
Having an insurmountably hard skull was simply not a sin at all;
but pretending that it was the main cause for transforming all
your philanthropic thoughts to as hard as incorrigible stone even
after possessing it right since innocent childhood; was the
greatest sin,
And having an enchantingly blossoming life was simply not a sin
at all; but leading it listlessly; trudging your way through just for
the heck of it without basking in the stupendous glory of the
resplendent moonlight even after possessing it right since
innocent childhood; was the greatest sin.

The End .