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You die; I die Love Poems - Part 2

By
Nikhil Parekh

[ Note - Currently I seek a traditional publisher for the


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
Poems contained in the Book . As of the present
moment ; 47 of my Books are available for purchase
in the eBook format from Amazon.com Kindle Store
United States at - amazon.com/author/nikhilparekh .
My style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the
mortal planet by any mortal , though my Poetry /
literature is normal and natural . GODS grace on
me . i am nothing infront of GOD . i am nothing
infront of GODS holy messengers . So any victorious
publisher who may want to publish my Poetry in
Paperback without Financial Expenditure to me , can
directly communicate with me at the address ,
nikhilparekh99@gmail.com or
indianpoetnikhilparekh@gmail.com ] . I am Nikhil
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
Poetry on GOD , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism ,
Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife ,
Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity ,
Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood - at this website you can also
browse my varied Books , my awards and my National
records in Poetry .

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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 Part 2 of the Book titled
You die; I die Love Poems ( 1600 pages ) . Poems symbolizing
the immortality of love and at times its fickleness. Parekh takes
the reader through a paradise naturally embellished with the
ingredients of eternal romance and its sporadic failures. As they
say life and death are two sides of the coin, similarly with every
true anecdote of love there also comes fretful divorcea thing
which has been most sensitively described throughout this great
collection of poems for the heart. Written and dipped in each
ingredient of his passionate blood, Parekh comes out with
startling revelations about the truest of love stories and their
failures. Each verse has been delicately intertwined with a
boundless aspects of relationships, romance, cheating, betrayal
and goes on to prove that Immortal Love towers over every
shattered heart. A start to finish with some of the most heartrendering love poems ever, this makes a great collection for ever
true lover breathing and desiring to be loved on earth and
beyond. This collection of poems aims at perpetually uniting
every heart on this Universe in the spirit of Immortal love and
friendship. Because these are the two quintessential ingredients
to lead life till its last breath. Irrespective of whatever color,
faith or religion, it is only the rainbow of love which can
transform the ghastliest monsters and perpetrators of humanity
into peaceful lovers. Therefore this book inexhaustibly endeavors
to speak and preach the language of love even after its last
embossed alphabet.

CONTENTS
1. TRUE AND IMMORTAL LOVER.
2. OUR DIVINELY HONEYMOON.
3. WHEN WE FELL IN LOVE
4. ONLY IN MY MEMORIES.
5. AS YOU FELL INTO THE GORGE OF IMMORTAL LOVE
6. COMMIT THIS SIN. AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN.
7. IN RETURN.
8. TRUE HISTORY SHALL FOREVER BE CREATED
9. THE DRESS IN PURE AND POWERFUL BLACK
10. TOO ROMANTIC IS TOO GOOD
11. THE MOST IMMORTAL OF THEM ALL
12. SOMETIMES
13. I WAS SURE TO FALL IN LOVE
14. NEVER SAY DIE
15. JUST A MINUTE AGO
16. PLEASE COME SOON
17. MY HEART DICTATED ME
18. MORE THAN GOD COULD HAVE MISSED EARTH
19. BIND US TOGETHER
20. WHEN I LOST MY LOVE
21. WHEN IN LOVE
22. IN ORDER TO REPAIR
23. THE ARROW OF LOVE
24. GLASS OF LOVE
25. THE TENACITY OF MY LOVE
26. YOU LIVED IN MY HEART
27. ROPE OF LOVE
28. THE FIRST TIME
29. POLISH

30. IF I WERE TO CHOOSE


31. WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE
32. THE ONLY PERSON
33. I WOULD STILL CONSIDER MYSELF THE RICHEST
34. WOULD YOU EVER BELIEVE
35. WHILE PASSING BY HER HOUSE
36. YOU CAN NEVER BREAK OUR PERPETUAL LOVE
37. NOSTALGIA
38. ONE MUST LEARN
39. YOU WERE MY HEART BEAT
40. TOOLS
41. THE ONLY BEAT I POSSESSED
42. INCOMPLETE
43. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
44. I LOVED YOU AND STILL HATED YOU
45. WHAT THE ENTIRE WEALTH COULDNT PURCHASE
46. BROKEN HEARTS
47. I NEEDED TO DIE
48. ONE INSTANT
49. SHE WASNT BOTHERED.
50. INSPIRED ME ALL THE MORE.

1. TRUE AND IMMORTAL LOVER.


You entered my disastrously impoverished veins; which were
staggering on the brink of lame extinction; like the poignantly
priceless and ultimate bloodstream; of my solitary existence,
You entered my gruesomely empty palms; which were quavering
towards the realms of horrendous oblivion; like the invincibly
unflinching and ultimate destiny; of my bedraggled existence,
You entered my haplessly diminishing eyes; which were
painstakingly wailing towards the midnight of irrevocable
blackness; like the victoriously undefeated and ultimate vision;
of my floundering existence,
You entered my devastatingly collapsing shoulders; which were
prejudiced by the castrated onslaught of the manipulative
society; like the compassionately unshakable and ultimate
fortitude; of my deteriorating existence,
You entered my pathetically distorted fingers; which were
maimed by brutal plagiarism all around; like the triumphantly
insuperable and ultimate artistry; of my invisible existence,
You entered my ghoulishly parched throat; which was dismally
stuttering like a hoarsely dying frog; like the unconquerably
blissful and ultimate voice; of my dwindling existence,

You entered my deliriously estranged brain; which was ruthlessly


imprisoned by nothing else but a corpse of livid
meaninglessness; like the beautifully silken and ultimate fantasy;
of my preposterous existence,
You entered my inexplicably thwarted ears; which were
fecklessly bombarded by solely the sounds of hopelessness; like
the infallibly symbiotic and ultimate sounds; of my truncated
existence,
You entered my drearily beleaguered feet; which were aimlessly
squandering towards the mortuaries of asphyxiating hell; like
the unassailably philanthropic and ultimate mission; of my
evaporating existence,
You entered my penuriously trembling chest; which was
barbarously orphaned by every speck of this commercially
treacherous planet; like the inimitably bountiful and ultimate
savior; of my incarcerated existence,
You entered my lackadaisically amorphous lips; which were
divested of the tiniest affinity since decades immemorial; like the
miraculously ameliorating and ultimate smile; of my waywardly
existence,
You entered my severely lambasted cheeks; which were
bludgeoned left; right and unsparing center by the infinite kicks
of mundane society; like the wondrously enamoring and ultimate
blush; of my victimized existence,
You entered my agonizingly holocaustic soul; which was
cancerously enslaved by the non-existent spirit of the rampaging
devil; like the ubiquitously bounteous and ultimate divinity; of
my disappearing existence,
You entered my inexplicably emaciated skin; which was
horrendously frozen to the last bone of the ludicrous spine; like
the magically proliferating and ultimate virility; of my condensed
existence,
You entered my lugubriously flailing chin; which was wantonly
leaning infront of the coffins of utterly penalizing despondency;

like the unshakably brilliant and ultimate hope; of my


indecipherable existence,
You entered my nervously fluttering shadow; which was the most
glaring exemplification of failure on this fathomless Universe;
like the brilliantly unfettered and ultimate Sun; of my ragamuffin
existence,
You entered my uncannily slavering tongue; which was being
rapaciously coerced to slaver for all that is sinful on this
parasitic globe; like the undauntedly celestial and ultimate
conviction; of my minuscule existence,
You entered my maniacally gasping nostril; which inhaled
nothing else but unbearably despicable corruption on this coldblooded earth; like the perennially blossoming and ultimate
freshness; of my gaunt existence,
You entered my traumatically directionless heart; which had
become wholesomely oblivious to the palpitation of unceasing
desire; like the resplendently Omnipotent and ultimate
friendship; of my thinning existence,
And after entering each conceivable pore and cranny of my
existence;
made me yours and only yours forever; true and Immortal Lover
.

2. OUR DIVINELY HONEYMOON.


Never before did our lips kiss each other with such
unconquerable intensity; unstoppably exploring each other's
profoundly exhilarating ravines of sweetness; as if there wasn't
going to be another instant to live,
Never before did our eyes stare at each other with such
unparalleled fervor; celestially deciphering a countless

inscrutable enigmas in the ocean of innocuously fluttering white


and mesmerizing black,
Never before did our fingers intertwine in each other with such
unbreakable tenacity; uniting for a boundless more lifetimes yet
to unveil; just in those fugitive instants of time,
Never before did our cheeks abrade against each other with
such unlimited yearning; turn a shade more crimson than the
sensuously setting Sun; to yearn even more than infinity for each
other,
Never before did our napes feel each other with such
unfathomable ardor; gloriously plunging into the deepest gorges
of untamed exhilaration; to evolve a whole new civilization of
companionship,
Never before did our navels intermingle in each other with such
unmatched yearning; brilliantly transcending over every other
conceivable definition of pleasure and pain; on this eternally
blessed earth,
Never before did our spines lean against each other with such
insuperable magic; letting every damned inhibition liberate
forever and ever and ever into fathomless bits of reinvigorating
blue sky,
Never before did our bloodstreams crave for each other with
such undefeated vigor; wanting to unite as a singleton signature
of unabashed humanitarian compassion; for times beyond an
infinite lifetimes,
Never before did our eyelashes long for each other with such
unshakable temerity; perennially wanting to keep only each
other's reflection entrapped within the silken hair; so that even
the most tantalizing of alien distraction crumbled to inane ash,
Never before did our chests caress each other with such
triumphant fire; letting an ocean of overpoweringly undying
ecstasy; blissfully mlange with every perceivable ingredient of
existence,

Never before did our feet tickle each other with such infallible
mischief; fomenting us to explode into uninterrupted skies of
laughter; even in the most staring face of inexplicable misery
and duress,
Never before did our elbows nudge each other with such
wondrous enthrallment; adroitly executing every cognizable
insinuation under the sky; to perpetually attract our spirits to
become one,
Never before did our palms lock into each other with such
unshakable camaraderie; allowing only the lines of our invincibly
everlasting friendship; become the ultimate bifurcations of our
destiny,
Never before did our tongues lap each other with such unending
desire; savoring the inimitable melody of our distinct creations;
to give fresh birth to even the most wildest dreams of our
impoverished lives,
Never before did our Adams apple bump into each other with
such insatiable madness; leading every moment of life as the
very best of mates; standing unflinchingly and laughing against
the most ferocious of holocausts,
Never before did our shoulders hug each other with such
unbridled magnetism; assimilating every miraculously palpable
warmth of destined life; in the invisible gap between our
breathless bosoms,
Never before did our thighs crush each other with such untamed
rampancy; exuding into an unsurpassable inferno of untapped
virility; romancing till the last star twinkled in the wee hours of
dawn,
Never before did our nostrils inhale each other with such
victorious enthusiasm; wholesomely making the inherent scents
of our personalities; the sole mantra and inspiration to fearlessly
live and die,
Never before did our hearts palpitate for each other with such
uncontrollable excitement; with each beat immortalizing the

essence of our love towards the furthermost epitome of god's


paradise,
As they did and perennially continued to do; on our very first and
divinely honeymoon .

3. WHEN WE FELL IN LOVE


When we fell in love; all I could sight in her eyes was profoundly
compassionate innocence; whilst at the same time all that
sheraunchily saw in mine; was nothing else but the umpteenth
reflections of palaces brilliantly lit in lamps of gold,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her lips was wondrously
unbridled passion; whilst at the same time all that she
unthinkably saw in mine; was nothing else but the remnants of
the unfathomably costly royal fruit sticking to its nimble
contours,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her palms was every
infinitesimal line of my destiny; whilst at the same time all that
she licentiously saw in mine; was nothing else but the royal
triangles/squares/islands of infinite wealth; prosperity and fame,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her feet was intrinsically
poignant and intricate wrinkles of adventure; whilst at the same
time all that she tawdrily saw in mine; was nothing else but the
golden dust adhering to the soles; which I'd inadvertently
carried from my treasuries of gold,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her belly was the
ultimate shivers of unparalleled seduction; whilst at the same
time all that she flagrantly saw in mine; was nothing else but the
aristocratic paste and beads of sandalwood that rose and fell
with each of my breath,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her voice was an
unbelievably enamoring melody of friendliness; whilst at the

same time all that she diabolically saw in mine; was nothing else
but the boundless number of places I divulged; wherein I'd
invested each penny of my wealth,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her nape was invincibly
ameliorating beads sensuality; whilst at the same time all that
she carnivorously saw in mine; was nothing else but the
unimaginable number of chains of pure diamond; emerald and
shimmering silver,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her hair was bountifully
silken webs of insatiable magic; whilst at the same time all that
she lividly saw in mine; was nothing else but the unconquerably
diamond studded crown; fervently alluring every organism alike,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her shoulders was
innumerable vignettes of the different inscrutable shades of life;
whilst at the same time all that she beguilingly saw in mine; was
nothing else but the royal cloak of "His Majesty"; that people had
learnt to spuriously bow to,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her ears was a gorge of
infallibly priceless sensitivity; whilst at the same time all that
she treacherously saw in mine; was nothing else but the
countless earrings of princely pearl; that had been so fondly
draped upon me by the civilizations under my rule,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her brain was
unceasingly intriguing whirlpools of voluptuous fantasy; whilst
at the same time all that she salaciously saw in mine; was
nothing else but the dynamic visions I harbored to forever
survive as the richest man on earth divine,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her flesh was the
uncanny way in which it spell-bindingly retracted upon the
nimblest of my caress; whilst at the same time all that she
parasitically saw in mine; was nothing else but the world's
costliest ornaments
incorrigibly clinging and clanging all the time,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her fingers was a sky of
fathomlessly untainted artistry; whilst at the same time all that

she deplorably saw in mine; was nothing else but my signature


which adroitly flowed; upon each blank space of the bank and
unlimited checkbook,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her forehead was the
symbiotic divinity of Omnipotent creation; whilst at the same
time all that she wretchedly saw in mine; was nothing else but
the birthmark of being the richest; as it was visible to all on the
planet except my very own impoverished self,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her underarms was an
undefeated ocean of triumphant sweat; whilst at the same time
all that she frigidly saw in mine; was nothing else but the
fragrance emanating from the best of branded designer and
kingly perfumes,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her spine was
perennially rekindling electricity; whilst at the same time all that
she rapaciously saw in mine; was nothing else but the undyingly
glittering and star studded throne; upon which it leaned for
countless a lifetime,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her blood was the fire of
insuperably united existence; whilst at the same time all that she
bizarrely saw in mine; was nothing else but blue blooded
nobility; which inexhaustibly circulated through a network of
aristocratic veins,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her breath was an
inferno of longing that existed even after death; whilst at the
same time all that she pathetically saw in mine; was nothing else
but the domineering status and authority; to which millions in
my kingdom danced all night and day,
When we fell in love; all I could sight in her heart was the
absolute pinnacle of Immortally celestial love; whilst at the same
time all that she sadistically saw in mine; was nothing else but
the unimaginable fortune I'd shower solely upon her; in my
perpetual state of being an emotional fool .

4. ONLY IN MY MEMORIES.
She was a girl; who wouldn't ever dream of exploiting all those
weaknesses of mine; that she'd inevitably come to know after
clinging close to my compassionate chest all these years,

She was a girl; who knew exactly what to speak to me at the


right moment; never even once thwarting my senses with
inexplicably stabbing taunts and comments,
She was a girl; who wiped each of my tears with her everlasting
kisses; standing unflinchingly beside me; in my times of disaster
and duress; never making me feel that men hadn't the right to
cry,
She was a girl; who adroitly knew how to mollify my ravenous
palette; cooking every known delicacy under the Sun; to
eventually share the same with me; befriending me forever in
her silken lap,
She was a girl; who never even once criticized me for my
bizarrely dwindling finances; stood abreast me like the rock of
Gibraltar; when the entire world outside had pounced upon me
like an insipid mouse,
She was a girl; who listened patiently for hours immemorial to
even the most oblivious whisper of my heart; inexhaustibly
appreciating me for what I originally was; and not for what the
world had made of me in my moments of strife,
She was a girl; who idolized my feeling of self respect; never
reaching out to even the closest of our kin for help; even though
we continued to survive on fragments of rotten measly bread
and in the gutter pipe,
She was a girl; who left all riches; relatives and everything else
on this fathomless Universe; wanting nothing but to only bond
with each beat of my fervently wailing heart,
She was a girl; who never minded my idiosyncratic shunting of
the society and my preposterously eccentric lifestyle; truly
commiserating as to what it was like being a fulltime artist and
evolving fresh poetic rhyme,
She was a girl; who wholeheartedly joined me in my mission of
reaching out to every fraternity of living kind; donating even the
last ounce of our blood to the betterment of all those breathing
under the sky,

She was a girl; who wasn't afraid in voicing her opinion if I was
unwittingly drifting towards malice; enlightening every
subjugated aspect of my existence; with the triumphantly
optimistic cadence of her voice,
She was a girl; who ardently worshipped me as I did to her;
immediately after our prayers first to the Omnipotent Almighty
Lord; and to our respective parents who bestowed us with the
first scream of life,
She was a girl; who would never dream of telling me a lie; never
betray me even though I was severely maimed and blind; even as
the closest of my blood relation left me for exploring more
exciting new vistas of life,
She was a girl; who could amazingly comprehend the tiniest of
my desires; by glimpsing just for a fraction of a second; into the
twinkling whites of my roving eye,
She was a girl; who instead of ridiculing me everytime I
floundered in life; gave me the invincible Herculean temerity;
the inspiration to forever massacre the devil with the undying
flame of truth in my soul,
She was a girl; who never retaliated even once at the angriest of
my outburst; understanding my sporadic frustration; and
covering my lips with a billion kisses to metamorphose my
fierceness into a cloud of symbiotic love,
She was a girl; who gracefully acknowledged my deep and
insuperable love for my mother; perfectly knowing that her place
was always reigning supreme in each of my immortally volatile
heartbeats,
She was a girl; who inseparably bonded each breath of hers with
mine; whilst it was victoriously living; and even when it started
to uncannily stutter to enter into the graveyards of death,
She was a girl; who shared my passion of giving birth to as many
offsprings as we could; contributing our very best in the newness
and ecstatically uninhibited proliferation of the gigantic
Universe,

She was a girl; who couldn't exist even a minute without my


heartbeat close to hers; who most certainly died alive even if I
unknowinglydrifted my mischievous stare towards another of her
kind,
She was a girl; who could recognize me wholesomely
blindfolded; amongst zillions of other men strolling silently
around; just by my fleeting stride; just by the aroma of the most
diminutive droplet of sweat on my arms,
Unfortunately she was a girl; and would always remain a girl
who existed only in my memories-as my ideal life-partner; in
today's sacrilegiously robotic and commercially discriminating
world outside .
5. AS YOU FELL INTO THE GORGE OF IMMORTAL LOVE
It made you feel as if you were reborn a countless times out of
inane nothingness; as the most unassailably euphoric king of all
times and with the reins of your compassion brilliantly
harnessing the entire planet,
It made you feel as if the Sun never ever dolefully set; with the
astoundingly ameliorating brightness of exuberant life;
perpetually prevailing over every nook and cranny of this
majestic planet,
It made you feel as if there were fires of untamed passion;
profoundly rekindling the surface of lividly limp and frigid water;
swirling unfettered towards the highest epitome of fathomless
blue sky,
It made you feel as if even the most wee hours of morbid
midnight; bountifully chanted the mantra of ever-pervading
fertility; replenishing each impoverished nerve of existence with
the enchantment of creation galore,
It made you feel as if each denomination of currency and wealth
on the globe was trapped in your outstretched palms; whereas

there was nothing but maimed devastation to confront till


boundless kilometers of your visage; in pragmatic reality,
It made you feel as if even the most aridly acrimonious patches
of the desert; bloomed perennially with priceless roses and lilies;
and unceasing springs of sparkling water; merrily sprouted from
each granule of sweltering sand,
It made you feel as if the very definition of inexplicable misery;
had forever been erased from the complexion of this boundless
earth; although countless of your kind suffered in the agony of
horrendous solitariness; just beside your every stride,
It made you feel as if there was nothing but the religion of
humanity conquering everything on planet earth; although
innumerable spat hostile blood on your face every minute;
thoroughly quagmired with the discrepancies of religion; caste;
creed and kind,
It made you feel that there was no significance at all of the word
"I" on this motley planet; when infact there was so much to learn
and imbibe; from the triumphant goodness lingering in each
organisms life,
It made you feel that time had come to an absolute standstill;
and the most adorable moments of your childhood and life; came
galloping back once again to you; to stay for a countless
lifetimes,
It made you feel that irrespective of whether or not you'd
achieved even a single stone in your entire lifetime; you still
were the richest organism existing; for speaking the truth and
just being your very own original impeccable self,
It made you feel the most uncannily inscrutable shivers of
adventure; even in the broadest of sweltering daylight; and with
the most unscrupulous battalion of cars; traffic and robotically
venomous smoke hovering around,
It made you feel as if the form of Omnipotent God could be
witnessed on every branch; nook; cranny and pebble on earth;

though the irrevocably religious society had confined him only to


the constraints of the Church; Monastery; Temple and Mosque,
It made you feel as if each streak of thunderously silver
lightening which fell from sky; reborn you for an infinite births
and with the most victorious of visage; wherein all it did was to
numb you there and then itself to death before your time,
It made you feel as if there was unparalleled sensuality lingering
in even the most deadened of corpses; which were nothing but a
conglomerate of ghoulishly jinxed bones; fouling in the
wretchedly wastrel graveyard,
It made you feel as if the entire world ran on the fingertips of the
freshly born child; and it was the sheer power in his Omniscient
eyes which could melt any heaven or hell; in fractions of seconds
alike,
It made you feel as if the whole planet was nothing but
ramifications of compassion; the voluptuous amalgamation of the
male and female form; intertwined invincibly in waves of lust; for
centuries unprecedented,
It made you feel as if there was nothing beyond your very own
breath; as you burnt to a countless tantalizingly excruciating
deaths and evolved into a countless forms of benign life; simply
in its Omnipotent fire,
O! Yes. That's exactly how you and an infinite like you felt; whilst
for the first time as you fell; fell and undyingly kept falling into
the gorge of Immortal Love .

6. COMMIT THIS SIN. AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN.

O! Yes. Entirely and Unstoppably passionate was I . After the


inscrutably teasing tresses in your ravishing hair; which
inevitably compelled my fingers to come near; caress and
timelessly disentangle,
O! Yes. Entirely and Fervently passionate was I. After your
lusciously inviting lips; which rekindled the fire to live in my
scraggily impoverished veins; even as I was buried a countless
feet under heartless snow,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unsurpassably passionate was I. After your
articulately heavenly fingers; which spawned an undefeated
gorge of artistry in the complexion of my otherwise robotically
bedraggled life,
O! Yes. Entirely and limitlessly passionate was I. After the
insuperable compassion that enshrouded every ingredient of
your blood; for every fraternity and dimension of pricelessly
inimitable humanity,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unconquerably passionate was I. After your
voluptuously enamoring hips; that made even the tiniest element
of my persona ecstatically sway; under the impeccably tenacious
moonlight,
O! Yes. Entirely and Tirelessly passionate was I. After each
footprint that you embossed on pristinely moistened soil; which
carved the most victoriously infallible trail for me to follow in my
penurious life,
O! Yes. Entirely and Inexhaustibly passionate was I. After your
tantalizingly gyrating belly; which drew me out of my deathly
corpse; and into the untamed wilderness to once again sniff
freshly exuberant life,
O! Yes. Entirely and Irrevocably passionate was I. After your
mellifluously tinkling laughter; which made me feel like a prince
effortlessly floating in the amiable clouds; for a countless more
births of mine,
O! Yes. Entirely and Insanely passionate was I. After each
droplet of silver sweat that dribbled from your arms; in the

transparent mirror of which I could relentlessly stare into the


candid intricacies of my life,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unrelentingly passionate was I. After each
sensuous whisper that emanated from your throat; which quelled
even the most truculently unbearable of my misery; into the
magical heartbeat of existence,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unceasingly passionate was I. After the
invincible warmth of your magnetic bosom; in which I found
divinely solace; amidst the most tumultuously hideous
apocalypses and storms,
O! Yes. Entirely and Endlessly passionate was I. After each
uncanny goose-bump on your reverberating skin; which
triggered the most unassailable infernos of fertility; in all my
brain; body and soul,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unimaginably passionate was I. After your
bountifully Omnipotent palms; in each fold and line of which;
was written and rewritten every aspect of my destiny; yet to
royally unfurl,
O! Yes. Entirely and Bizarrely passionate was I. After your
mysteriously intrepid shadow; that fomented me to fantasize
beyond the realms of extraordinary utopia; in its shades of
insatiably evoking lust,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unfathomably passionate was I. After every
pinch of soil that you caressed; applying the same consecrated
ash now on each of my wounds; to grant them eternal liberation
and rest,
O! Yes. Entirely and Undyingly passionate was I. After your
rustically enchanting simplicity; which forever led me in search
of nothing else; but the absolute truth nestling in each
ingredient of the planet divine,
O! Yes. Entirely and Imperceptibly passionate was I. After your
honey laden nape; which made me feel the wealthiest man alive;
as I gently nibbled through its nimble catacombs of profound
womanhood,

O! Yes. Entirely and Unreasonably passionate was I. After your


fierily ebullient breath; which never ever let me quit my life;
forever enveloping it with rhapsodic desire; blessing it with the
invincible essence to survive amongst a pack of wolves,
O! Yes. Entirely and Unshakably passionate was I. After every
beat that leapt uninhibitedly from your immortal heart; which
taught me that there was nothing else but love; in the starting
and ending alphabet of life,
And now if the worthless world outside says; that falling into
passion was committing a dreadfully unpardonable and
inconsolable sin; then I for one was ready to commit this sin;
again and again and again and again .

7. IN RETURN.
I didn't the slightest expect even the most iridescently
undefeated of mountaintops; the ultimate apogees of infallibly
glittering success; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most majestically twinkling
of stars; the unconquerably amiable glimmer that beautifully
crowned the night; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most astoundingly
proliferating of soil; the tirelessly spawning seeds of eclectically
virile freshness; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most inscrutably roaring of
oceans; the fathomless swirl of the undyingly towering and
insuperable waves; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most torrentially blessing
showers of rain; the globules of unparalleled magnificence which
mollified every ingredient of emaciated soil; in return for it,

I didn't the slightest expect even the most tantalizingly nubile


seductresses; the rhapsodic wave of enigma which incessantly
tingled even the most infinitesimal of my veins; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most indescribably mindboggling miracles; the amazing evolution of an infinite new
civilizations out of sheer and vapid nothingness; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most blazingly unfettered of
Sun; the countless rays of Omnipotent light which vanquished
every bit of inexplicable disaster; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most boundless granaries
of nectar; the exotically unparalleled sweetness which
harmoniously quelled every agonizing fire of life; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most unsurpassable stretch
of the heavenly sky; the truest miracle depicting the vastness of
God's Omnipresent creation; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most endless landscapes of
pristine ice; the impeccable garland of priceless white that
quintessentially adorned the mountain side; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most inimitably enamoring
of pearls; the ecstatically virgin shimmer that granted bounteous
fantasy for an unfathomable more lifetimes, in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most gloriously
unchallengeable of laurels; the perpetual tunes of plaudits
drifting left; right; center and in every conceivable pore of
atmosphere; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most unimaginably gigantic
territories of land; the footsteps of uninhibited romance
emanating from every direction; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most unshakably powerful
of fortresses; the rawness of united power demonstrated
magnificently at every step; in return for it,

I didn't the slightest expect even the most undyingly replenished


of treasuries; the signature of stinking wealth which could
virtually buy anything on this planet today; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most immortal spells of life;
the heaven where there was absolutely not the tiniest trace of
gorily asphyxiating death; in return for it,
I didn't the slightest expect even the most blessedly kingly
destiny lines of life; the magical routes which led to nothing else
but sparkling prosperity; in return for it,
If only; you gave me each beat of your immortally compassionate
heart; in return for every corresponding beat of my heart; which
inexhaustibly throbbed for you and only you; forever and ever
and ever in my chest's goldmine .

8. TRUE HISTORY SHALL FOREVER BE CREATED


No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even in the midst of the most
ferociously untamed battlefield; where a zillion unflinchingly
brave soldiers; were ready to shed their lives anytime for their
motherland,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even in the midst of the
tumultuously rattling earthquakes; which wholesomely changed

the topography of this earth; with mountains and ferocious seas


suddenly arising out of sheer nothingness,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even in the midst of the most
revolutionary charged elections; which promised to dramatize
the abysmally dwindling political scenario,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even at the ultimate summit
of Mount Everest; with living bodies entirely naked; infallibly
greeting the very first rays of royal dawn,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as your past; present
and future were foretold; as accurately as the god's had written
it; by someone whom you were meeting for the first time in your
impoverished life,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as paradise engulfed
every cranny of this devastated earth today; with even the most
infinitesimal monument of misery transforming itself into a sky
of eternal happiness,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even in the midst of
romantically stormy sea; wherein each wave carried the
innermost fantasy of your soul; to perennially unite with the
seductively enamoring moonlight,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as it torrentially rained
for endless number of nights and days; when there was just
nothing else but water; to eat; breathe; sleep and exist for every
organism alive,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as unparalleled gigantic
Dinosaurs ruled this earth; irrefutably perpetuating their
supremacy to every perceivable cranny on the globe;
nonchalantly pulverizing whosoever who dared came their way;
to insipid fragments of ash,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as man reached every
existing planet in the cosmos; making full and judicious use of
technology; and thereby spuriously feeling as if he were just
next to God,

No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as spiritual leaders


unstoppably recited the sacrosanct religious books of every
religion on earth; sermonizing the verses of God to fathomless
living and dead on the planet,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as every single tree on
this earth was ruthlessly felled by bawdily corrupt man; to erect
unceasing jungles of corporate concrete upon the foundations of
innocent natural life,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even in the midst of the most
apocalyptic volcanoes; when countless territories of land and
innocent man; evaporated into ludicrous oblivion; under the fury
of vindictively unabashed lava,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as devilishly nomadic
man; beheaded innumerable live children; sacrilegiously placing
their impeccable scalps infront of the deity; in order to
immortalize himself with the fabric of life,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as every mirror on the
trajectory of this Universe shattered into a billion pieces; as soon
as you held it infront of your face; lividly demonstrating yourself
to be the most venerated superpower on planet divine,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as man sadistically sold
even the carcasses of his century old and dead ancestors;
digging their tombs to feed their bones and skull to the
monstrously growling; witches and pigs,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as countless women
unthinkably plunged themselves into burning pyres soon after
their husbands; embracing voluntarily barbarous death in honor
of their soul mates who were no longer alive,
No. It wasn't created the slightest. Even as human being
articulately maneuvered the nexus of almost everything in this
commercial planet; on a singleton minuscule computer
microchip,
Sadly, whereas it miserably failed to create the slightest in any
of the above. True History was; is and shall forever be created

everytime you gave the tiniest beat of your heart to others;


everytime you melanged with the humanitarian spirit to survive;
everytime you tried to altruistically unite the entire planet into
the religion of
oneness; everytime you fell in love .

9. THE DRESS IN PURE AND POWERFUL BLACK


The dress to unsurpassably thrill her; lift her to infinite altitude
from her nimble feet; as she was plaintively traversing through
bland patches of erratically cut green grass,
The dress to uncannily excite her; metamorphose even the most
disparagingly infertile of her moods; into a eternally ardent and
royal proliferation,
The dress to timelessly enchant her; rouse even the most
cadaverously limp follicle of hair on her skin; to beyond the
epitome of Everest; in the revitalizing stillness of the
atmosphere,
The dress to majestically silence her; quell even the most
insouciant of her apprehensions; with the invincible magic of
profound charisma and compassionate royalty,
The dress to perennially magnetize her; perpetuate even the
most ephemerally fluttering of shadow; to follow and forever
entwine with the essence of your personality,
The dress to inimitably impress her; tirelessly evoke the most
inscrutable tingling in her flesh; an unstoppable yearning in her
chest to embrace every quarter of your demeanor,
The dress to uncontrollably triumph her; attain perpetual victory
over her silken countenance; as she nimbly surrendered even
the most ethereal of her intimate senses to your unconquerably

handsome swirl,
The dress to timelessly conquer her; leave an intransigent
impression of your wondrously fervent personality; upon every
globule of fiery sweat that dribbled down her ecstatic skin,
The dress to effortlessly liberate her; wholesomely emptying
even the most disastrously maiming of her tensions into sheer
nothingness; as she solely floated in the aisles of untamed
desire,
The dress to inadvertently capture her; eventually gather
complete control over even the most oblivious insinuations of
her shadow; as she helplessly melted deeper and deeper into the
blacks of your piercing eyes,
The dress to inexplicably provoke her; trigger the dormant
labyrinths of creative energy entrapped in her spirit; to
unlimitedly fulminate into an unceasing festoon of miraculous
innovation,
The dress to undyingly fascinate her; foment her to fantasize
beyond the realms of the mundane; and till the last cloud that
hovered on the blissfully golden horizons,
The dress to unchallangably win her; infallibly draw even the
most imperturbable part of her persona towards your
undefeated masculinity; even in the most invisibly flickering of
light,
The dress to pricelessly cast a spell on her; make her minutely
feel even the most unexplored of your vibrant imagery; through
heart-renderingly poignant telepathy,
The dress to reincarnate the artist in her; granting fresh life to
the haplessly dead tombs of virility in her soul; as she
unabashedly let nectar to slip from each pore of her body; and
blend with every single ingredient of the atmosphere,
The dress to effulgently impregnate her; replenish every aspect
of her drearily impoverished existence; with everything that was
beautifully and merrily abounding on this uninhibited planet,

The dress to insuperably propose her; with a surety of nothing


else but 'yes' rebounding back from the swish of her tongue; as
majestically kissed the farthest finger of her queenly hands,
The dress to phlegmatically reborn her; inevitably make her rise
from her languid corpse; unfathomably flustered by the sheer
size and enigmatic shades of your larger than life personality,
Was. O! Yes undoubtedly was. The Dress in Pure and Powerful
Black. In the Pure blackness of the voluptuously embellished and
sensuously blessed night .

10. TOO ROMANTIC IS TOO GOOD


Too sad is too bad; as it wholesomely annihilates traces of
exuberant energy from every domain of the body,
Too mysterious is too bad; as it imprisons a boundless myriad of
explosive emotions deep within the fast diminishing soul,
Too angry is too bad; as it baselessly assassinates all the prudent
sagaciousness lingering in your ingenious mind,
Too shy is too bad; as it indefatigably tries to conceal the truly
flamboyant identity of a man,

Too dirty is too bad; as the obnoxiously hovering germs


pertinently conflicted with the process of blossoming ebullience,
Too starved is too bad; as the unprecedented pangs of hunger in
the stomach decimate all chances of plunging forward
euphorically,
Too fast is too bad; as the Almighty Lord's mesmerizing process
of evolution remains incomplete,
Too morbid is too bad; as it pulverizes the island of
overwhelming bliss into wisps of treacherous nothingness,
Too smart is too bad; as it disdainfully kills the immaculate child
perpetually floating in your crystalline eyes,
Too dependant is too bad; as it ruthlessly rips apart your
dynamic integrity from its very indomitable roots,
Too hysterical is too bad; as it makes you uncouthly mute to
sorrow; during the course of your future life to unveil,
Too negative is too bad; as it pathetically massacres the wave of
irrefutable optimism immortally enveloping your righteous
conscience,
Too manipulative is too bad; as it drifts you further and further
away from the insurmountably sacrosanct lap of your revered
mother,
Too nervous is too bad; as it foments you to commit blunders in
things; which you could have irrevocably owned above the rest,
Too wealthy is too bad; as it perpetuates you to become savagely
oblivious to your intrinsic rudiments of existence,
Too powerful is too bad; as it engenders you to suck the blood of
your fellow compatriots; whom God had created you equal with,
Too malicious is too bad; as it relentlessly coaxes you to hate
every entity possessing a shade more than you,

Too suspicious is too bad; as it triggers you to relinquish and


betray the everlasting love of your life,
Too punctual is too bad; as it diabolically snaps apart the
uncanny excitement descending every unfurling instant; as you
walked on the streets,
But too romantic is too good; as it makes you feel alive beyond
your own self; as it makes you feel alive for the most fulfilling
mission for which God sent you
upon on planet earth .

11. THE MOST IMMORTAL OF THEM ALL


The Sun might be flamboyant; sizzling dilapidated portions of
the earth with its festoon of grandiloquently blistering rays; but
you are the most flamboyant of them all,

The flower might be fragrant; diffusing its stupendously exotic


redolence to thoroughly dwindling souls; but you are the most
fragrant of them all,
The stars might be fabulously resplendent; shimmering their
pearly rays in the ocean of perpetual darkness; but you are the
most resplendent of them all,
The thunderbolts of white lightening might be vivacious;
impregnating infernos of insatiable desire into lifeless souls; but
you are the most vivacious of them all,
The crimson clouds in the boundless cosmos might be mystical;
as one sighted them nostalgically reminiscing times of
immaculate birth; but you are the most mystical of them all,
The protuberant crested sparrow might be boisterous; frolicking
in the aisles of uninhibited rhapsody; but you are the most
boisterous of them all,
The sheets of impeccably glistening ice might be seductive;
melting into a melodious stream of voluptuous water; but you
are the most seductive of them all,
The mountain of unsurpassable salt embodied in the undulating
waves might be tangy; disseminating into a fountain of
exuberant froth as it bounced on the shores; but you are the
most tangy of them all,
The summit of the hill might be incredulously fascinating;
overlooking into a fathomless myriad of breathtaking scenery;
but you are the most fascinating
of them all,
The fortress of pure stone might be invincible; withstanding the
most acrimonious of onslaughts with astounding solidarity; but
you are the most invincible of them all,
The royally oligarchic castle might be unfathomably majestic;
with its walls radiating a profusely captivating sheen under
milky moonlight; but you are the most majestic of them all,

The shadow might be enigmatically enchanting; incarcerating


even the most morose in its inexplicably tingling swirl; but you
are the most enigmatic of them all,
The sprawling meadows of verdant grass might be romantic;
surreptitiously fostering two lovers away from the monotonous
world; but you are the most romantic of them all,
The webs of golden honey trickling from the beehive might be
profoundly sweet; marvelously pacifying themost scorchingly
traumatized throats; but you are the
most sweetest of them all,
The dream might be fantastically innovative; supremely
rejuvenating the horrendously dreary nerves of the exhausted
brain; but you are the most innovative of them all,
The child might be innocent; with his overwhelmingly
mischievous smile imprisoning the hearts of even the most
diabolically dictatorial; but you are the most innocent of them
all,
The dog might be incomprehensibly faithful to his master;
incessantly following him wherever he went irrespective of his
mind-boggling poverty; but you are the most faithful of them all,
The breath might be insurmountably Omnipotent; instilling
traces of indispensably volatile life in every organism tangible
and alive; but you are the most Omnipotent of them all,
The Mother might be sacrosanct; bearing me 9 months in her
celestial womb so that I could be what I was today; but you are
the most sacrosanct of them all,
And the heart might be immortal; refraining to cease its
fulminating battalion of beats even centuries after its death; but
let me tell you O! beloved; that you were the most immortal of
them all .

12. SOMETIMES
Sometimes more tender than a new born child; nostalgically
remembering those moments when it was just born,
Sometimes as ferocious as thunderbolts of lightening in the sky;
capsizing everyone around; in the tumultuous agony of its
insatiable desire .
Sometimes more mystical than the dungeons infinite feet
beneath obdurate soil; harboring a festoon of secrets impossible
to comprehend,
Sometimes as candid as a mirror; blurting out its innermost of
feelings like a parrot on a talking spree .
Sometimes more colorful than the resplendent rainbow in the
cosmos; disseminating its myriad of boundless colors to every
entity on this planet,
Sometimes as dolorous as the dying soul; painstakingly
withering away towards its inevitably horrendous grave .
Sometimes more blistering than the fulminating volcano; casting
its enchanting spell on every philanthropic being on this globe,
Sometimes as cowardly as the worm; disappearing into its
diminutive den; as the slightest insinuation of fading light .
Sometimes more fast than the cyclonic whirlwind; instilling a
wave of ebullient euphoria in every pathetically diminishing
body,
Sometimes as reticent as the infinitesimally silent whisper;
which even it didnt posses the capacity to hear .

Sometimes more fathomless than the entire richness of this


world; sharing its priceless forms with all who badly needed it,
Sometimes as slithering miserly in the caves of nothingness;
begging for mercy; to whomsoever who came its way .
Sometimes more invincible than the most ultimate point of
existence; sequestering the righteous from each conceivable
acrimonious storm,
Sometimes as collapsing like a pack of burnt cards; even before
the wind blew a trifle its way .
Sometimes more divinely than the Creator who evolved it;
incarcerating all the mesmerizing beauty of this planet in its
inner most core,
Sometimes as dastardly as the diabolical devil; advancing
menacingly towards the destruction of living kind .
O! yes the HUMAN HEART, was Sometimes more passionate
than the gift called life; perpetually bonding those who loved
each other for immortal times,
While Sometimes as treacherous as the satanic scorpion;
betraying its own beats; which it once upon a time irrefutably
adored .

13. I WAS SURE TO FALL IN LOVE


I was scared to look into your eyes; as I was sure drown in the
river of their mesmerizing enchantment,
I was scared to look at your lips; as I was sure to blend with
their tantalizingly seductive softness,
I was scared to look at your hair; as I was sure to float with their
exuberantly vivacious caress,
I was scared to look at your cheeks; as I was sure to kiss their
rubicund sweetness till times beyond eternity,
I was scared to look at your lashes; as I was sure to flirt in the
aisles of desire; till the time I wholesomely forgot my own entity,
I was scared to look at your palms; as I was sure to make your
euphorically adventurous destiny; each part of my life,

I was scared to look at your sweat; as I was sure to run my


fingers in rampant frenzy through the mystical trails it
traversed,
I was scared to look at your feet; as I was sure to bow down in
timid obeisance till the time I relinquished my most minuscule of
air,
I was scared to look at your forehead; as I was sure to abdicate
all memory and learning; relentlessly trying to decipher the lines
between your brow,
I was scared to look at your yawn; as I was sure to transit into a
unfathomably heavenly reverie; catapulting to the times right
back when I was an
impeccable child,
I was scared to look at your drifting voice; as I was sure to bury
myself infinite feet beneath the earth; profoundly absorbed in its
enthralling melody,
I was scared to look at your belly; as I was sure to emancipate all
my appetite for food; indefatigably feeling the enigmatic rhythm
of your skin as it celestially rose and fell,
I was scared to look at your shadow; as I was sure to leave my
soul forever; bonding with its stupendously mystical aura for
moments beyond imagination,
I was scared to look at your ears; as I was sure to sketch their
milky rhapsody in the inner most walls of my conscience; with
the blood that surged with newness
through my veins,
I was scared to look at your neck; as I was sure to wholesomely
forget the art of turning; irrefutably agglutinated by the trail of
unprecedented fascination
it left as it moved,

I was scared to look at your smile; as I was sure to become a


complete alien to the pragmatic realities of monotonous life;
profusely admiring its gorgeously
mischievous contours that ran till the sky,
I was scared to look at your footprint; as I was sure to cherish it
as the most sacred wealth in this Universe; following it till I met
my ultimate grave,
I was scared to look at your breath; as I was sure to then stop
breathing from the atmosphere; inhaling its divinely aroma
instead,
And I was scared to look at your heart; as I was sure that I would
fall in love; which got immortally deeper and deeper as each
second unveiled .

14. NEVER SAY DIE

Say that I was a coward; running faster than the speed of white
light; at the most minuscule premonition of danger,
Say that I looked horrendously ugly; repugnantly wading off
even my reflection away from my entity,
Say that I was overwhelmingly penurious; starving to
unprecedented limits; in the realms of my dilapidated hutment,
Say that I was oblivious of the art of love; staring like an insane
moron into bare bits of disdainfully monotonous space,
Say that I was astronomically dirty; dissipating an ocean of
treacherous filth on every path I tread,
Say that I was an inconspicuous mosquito; a transiently fleeting
reflection which disappeared even before it had appeared,
Say that I was salaciously lecherous parasite; sucking blood
indiscriminately from whomsoever who encountered me in my
way,
Say that I was mockingly blind in the most dazzling of sunlight;
tripping pathetically towards remote wisps of oblivion,
Say that I was full of malevolent fantasies; wishing insidiously
evil as soon as people turned their innocuous backs,
Say that I was insurmountably haggard; resembling a hoarsely
whimpering beggar; even in the most majestic of my suit,
Say that I was appallingly dumb; without a voice of my own;
even though provoked beyond the point of satanic control,
Say that I was an unscrupulous rascal; philandering aimlessly on
the streets; when in reality I toiled even after midnight; to
assimilate fodder for the entire house,
Say that I was a diabolical assassin; rampantly massacring
innocent scalps; for frugal wads of sleazy money,

Say that I was a replica of the preposterously fat elephant;


evoking everyone to laugh as they sighted my erratically funny
caricature,
Say that I was an acrimonious desert; without harboring the
slightest trace of love or poignant empathy,
Say that I was a decayed stalk of shriveled mushroom; being
blown worse than a whisker; down the slopes of the lanky
mountain,
Say that I was a hideously menacing drunkard; mumbling
incoherently for times immemorial; even though I drank nothing
but pure water all my life,
Say that I was the most torturous of all husbands; meting my
personal frustration on your rubicund skin; when infact you had
incarcerated me in a blanket of blood coated chains; since the
time we had tied the nuptial thread,
Say that I didnt know the way to live; howling like an imbecile
dog; tearing my hair in the heart of the boisterously bustling
lane,
And say anything you like O! beloved; condemning me beyond
the boundaries of incomprehensible imagination; give me infinite
deaths crucifying me with daggers of
your hatred; BUT FOR HEAVEN SAKE NEVER SAY DIE .

15. JUST A MINUTE AGO


Just a minute ago you were bouncing merrily in my palms;
shouting euphorically with the full cry of life,
While at the present moment you lay without budging a single
inch; staring in mute silence towards clouds drifting solitarily in
open space.
Just a minute ago you were smiling to your heart'scontent
kissing me profusely on my lips; pinching mycheeks in flirtatious
excitement,
While at the present moment you transited into an invincible
slumber; with your mouth partially open; rampantly inhaling all
dirt suspended in the gloomy
atmosphere.
Just a minute ago you were recounting to me innocuous tales of
your childhood; the moments of mischief that had their mystical
spell forever on your vivacious
countenance,
While at the present moment you incorrigibly refrained to speak
at all; as pools of ghastly saliva dribbled from the corner of your
mouth.
Just a minute ago you were chanting your cloud of fantasies to
me; the dwelling which you so inexorably wished for both of us
to stay in together,
While at the present moment you stared for eternity into my
eyes; with the toys held in your fingers tumbling in incoherent
unison on the cold ground.

Just a minute ago you were pummeling me in my ribs; cheekily


cracking the most weirdest of jokes you could salvage from your
repertoire,
While at the present moment you embraced the soil like a
lackluster leaf; with your conglomerate of hair sprawled into a
gruesomely bedraggled heap.
Just a minute ago you sang in magnificent tandem with the
exuberantly drifting wind; blending your sound superbly with
each beat of mine,
While at the present moment you wholesomely failed to respond
the most thunderous of my shouts; as the color of your skin
metamorphosed from a rubicund pink to a gory yellow.
Just a minute ago you were rampantly perceiving the names of
our first child; with the bulky book depicting the same unveiled
handsomely in your petite fingers,
While at the present moment you collapsed with a sigh on your
knees; with an overwhelmingly heavy layer of dust settling on
your enchanting face.
Just a minute ago you were proudly assimilating your hard
earned possessions; basking in the glory of the scintillating
jewelry that adorned your immaculately
voluptuous skin,
While at the present moment you lay like a scarecrow with
ominous vultures in vicinity hovering above you; and the urges
in your body now coalescing perpetually
with obsolete wisps of oblivion .
And just a minute ago you were securely alive in my
compassionate arms; with your tantalizingly soft breath
drowning me into whirlpools of exotic desire;
with your ravishing demeanor stupefying me to the most
unprecedented limits,
While at the present moment you had left me forever to rest in
the land of Almighty Creator; and no matter how much I cried; I
knew you'd only be in my dreams;
and not by my side .

16. PLEASE COME SOON


Sheets of fascination wholesomely blinded my eyes; engulfing
them with thunderbolts of exotic excitement,
Waves of insurmountable passion flowed rampantly through my
blood; permeating me every minute like a quiver full of stinging
arrows,
An ocean of enchantment lingered insatiably in the corridors of
my mind; transiting me into a state of rhapsodic slumber,

Springs of sweet honey dribbled tantalizingly down my throat;


titillating me beyond the point of no control,
Cloudbursts of mesmerizing fantasy enveloped my persona from
head to toe; imprisoning me in the swirl of tumultuously
poignant desire,
A river of perspiration trickled passionately down my chin;
escalating me to a place infinite kilometers over paradise,
A garden of stupendously fabulous scent descended ferociously
down my nostrils; virtually swiping my feet in a surreal dream
from the surface of earth,
Clouds of overwhelmingly fervent longing encircled my
eyelashes; fomenting them to drool down in timid submission,
Fountains of astronomical mysticism embedded my soul;
drowning me inevitably into a lake of alluring enigma and
incomprehensible charm,
An inexorable tenacity to explore encapsulated my fists and
fingers; evoking me to draw boundless myriad of incoherent
forms; with frenzied movements on the
glistening sands,
A beehive of captivating mirages deluged my imagination;
engendering me to think beyond the fathomlessly extraordinary,
rainbows of compassion entrenched my conscience; enticing me
at a velocity faster than that of light; towards the entirely
unknown,
Tornado's of unbelievable attraction blew towards my facial
contours; making me wholesomely oblivious to the rapid
unfurling of time,
Pearls of untamed jubilation danced euphorically in my belly;
reaching an ultimate crescendo; as I caressed my body lazily on
the chocolate brown ground,

Dagger heads of poignant belonging drifted down my rubicund


cheeks; inundating them with a tinge more voluptuous than the
supremely redolent rose,
An island of uncanny emotions placidly nestled in my veins;
welling up thunderously towards eternity as each second
speedily zipped by,
A meadow of emphatically seductive feelings possessed every
action I executed; propelling me to surge forward with
unrestricted exhilaration,
And each beat of my violently palpitating heart; cried aloud to
witness your ingratiatingly royal countenance,
Please do come soon; for I was about to exhale my last breath
without you; Please do come soon; bond your breath with mine
O! Beloved .

17. MY HEART DICTATED ME


My legs dictated me to run; chase her reflection till the point it
became entirely invisible; blending with the ethereally fading
horizons,
My eyes dictated me to sight; admire her mesmerizing
countenance for hours immemorial; drown myself into the river
of voluptuous charm that lay trapped beneath her skin,
My lips dictated me to sing; keep on incessantly evolving rhymes
and tunes to stupendously please her enamoring visage,
My hands dictated me to caress; run rampantly through her
mass of supremely seductive hair; shiver with inexplicable
excitement as they brushed across her
immaculate complexion,
My ears dictated me to listen; profoundly blend myself with her
enthralling voice; stretch myself to the most mightiest of limits
to decipher even the faintest traces of rhapsodic ecstasy in her
sound,
My mind dictated me to fantasize; try and conceive her in the
most incredulous forms that existed on this Universe; philander
uninhibitedly with her majestic grace; through mystical lanes
sandwiched well beneath the towering mountains,
My teeth dictated me to inexorably chatter; tremble in
unsurpassable trepidation crouched like a potato on her divinely
doorstep; ardently waiting for her to
arrive in timid submission,
My nose dictated me to smell; profusely coalesce myself with her
enchanting fragrance; fill my appetite for marathon hours that
unveiled in the day; inhaling

the ravishing that wafted from her impeccable countenance,


My bones dictated me to dexterously move; in order to save her
sacrosanct visage; from the minutest of evil suspended in the air
circumventing her,
My eyelashes dictated me to bat; render myself in innocuous
submission; in front of her heavenly demeanor; transiting me
way back into joyfully innocent childhood,
My tongue dictated me to lick; clean every iota of path she was
about to tread on and celestially purify; with my stream of
passionately dribbling and volatile saliva,
My nails dictated me to probe; nimbly trail down her nape; to
thunderously ignite the waves of unconquerable compassion
between our blessed entities,
My arm dictated me to dig; adroitly pave the foundations of our
dwelling; construct it with formidable brick and stone; for us to
blissfully reside during the remainder of our destined life,
My shoulders dictated me to carry her philanthropically
magnanimous body; protect her from even the most
inconspicuous shadow of danger; perilously lurking behind her
ravishing form,
My throat dictated me to leap and bounce; gasp in
incomprehensible ebullience; with its Adams apple swirling more
vivaciously than the volcano; the moment it witnessed her
fabulously fascinating grace,
My lungs dictated me to stay silent; create an ambience of
perpetual solitude; so that she didnt get disturbed the slightest
in her spell of unimaginably intense concentration,
My skin dictated me to tremble in boisterous excitement; shiver
more hysterically than freezing snow in the peak of blazing
summer; in order to welcome her Kingly persona with diminutive
humility,

My conscience dictated me to immortally bond with her sacred


soul; stand taller than the skies beside her; whenever she
needed me,
And my heart dictated me to love her; embed this existing life of
hers with so much care; that it was more than what anybody
could ever possibly muster; even in infinite lives .

18. MORE THAN GOD COULD HAVE MISSED EARTH


Your voice seemed to me a supremely obfuscated blur; although
you were standing at whisker lengths from my body; screaming
hysterically into my sensitive eardrum,
Your footsteps seemed to me like a frigidly lazy yawn; although
you were tumultuously banging your bohemian feet across the
savagely metallic floor,
Your laughter seemed to me like lame ducks floating on the
docile pond; although you were thunderously chortling into loud
guffaws as you watched the clown
fall down,

Your eyes seemed to me like dark clouds hovering in dull


consternation; although you were staring ferociously towards my
visage as if planning to eat me for nocturnal supper,
Your dance seemed to me like the dead squirrel lying on the
stone since ages; although you were vivaciously swishing your
bones to stridently blaring sleazy
music,
Your hands seemed to me like flimsy spider webs; although you
were clapping them ardently under the mid day Sun,
Your clothes seemed to me like vaguely obsolete shadows;
although you had adorned your demeanor in fabulously
glittering attire,
Your lips seemed to me like squelched and frivolously light pulp;
although you had embellished them with garish lipstick; were
pursing them indefatigably as each minute unveiled by,
Your hair seemed to me like decayed strands of the morbid
broomstick; although you flirtatiously fluttered them at thin
distances from my cheeks,
Your fingers seemed to me like evanescently buried fossils;
although you had flooded them with incredulous strings of
scintillating diamonds and pearls,
Your tongue seemed to me like lifeless tiger skin suspended
dolorously from the ceiling; although you cheekily moved it
inside your mouth umpteenth number
of times in a single minute,
Your sweat seemed to me like a transiently fading mirage
melting at electric speeds as the seconds unfurled by; although
you let it pour poignantly upon my eye as you conversed
boisterously by my side,
Your feet seemed to me like the miserably evaporating waterfall
lasting for only frugal periods after the monsoons; although you
had encompassed them in alluring chains of white silver;
audaciously struck your big toe in the center of my chest,

Your skin seemed to me like fermented milk rotting in open


space since ages; although you had inundated it with
overwhelmingly austere rose scent; and it glowed
more tenaciously than the moon had ever shone,
Your nails seemed to me like old frogs croaking in timid
submission just before their death; although you had pruned
them meticulously with contemporary times;
vibrantly cuddled my soft cheeks with your piquantly painted
nail polish,
Your ears seemed to me like colorless pools of saliva loitering on
the dusty street; although you had decorated their dainty
periphery with opulent jewelry; dangled them seductively before
my face,
Your belly seemed to me like charred firewood; nimbly
smoldering embers of subsiding fire; although you had
enveloped it in mesmerizing silk; gyrated it
voluptuously to captivate my attention,
Your height seemed to me like the diminutively inconspicuous
dwarfs; although you trespassed on spiffy heels; stood at a
handsome stature from the nonchalantly flat ground,
Your bangles seemed to me like infinitesimal beads of orphaned
cotton; although you shook them vehemently near my ears;
permeating the still ambience around
with volcanic noise,
And I am profoundly sorry to say O! beloved that all I was able to
make out of you was a blurred and a slim mosquito; unable to
appreciate your alluring charisma
and royal grace,
As I gawked at your persona in open mouthed amazement;
missing you perhaps more than God could have missed this earth
when you were gone; was infact meeting you after 3 torturously
complete days .

19. BIND US TOGETHER


The moment she was with me I shouted at her stringently;
showing her my fists in indignation,
But I realized it only when she went off to sleep; that I craved to
speak to her; missed the bustling noise of her footsteps.
The moment she was with me I teased her unrelentingly;
scowled at her making ungainly faces,
But I realized it only when she went out shopping; that I longed
for her like anything; desperately craved to hear the melody in
her voice.
The moment she was with me I kept scratching my hair; hardly
paying attention to the activities she recited of the day,
But I realized it only when she talked the same to her alien
friends; that how inquisitive I was to hear it passionately from
her mouth.
The moment she was with me I castigated all attempts of hers to
tie my shoelace; portraying myself to be a perfect man,
But I realized it only when she went to mothers place; as to how
inevitably I needed her; and what a child I became in her
absence.
The moment she was with me I shrug the food she made;
declaring it to be bland and tasteless,
But I realized it only when she fed the same lovingly to the
servants; as to how much I cherished each meal she prepared.
The moment she was with me I revolted vehemently that she
snored; not letting me sleep blissfully for even a single minute,
But I realized it only when she slept in the lawns; as to how
much I missed her caress; the ardor in her breath that
intermingled with mine.

The moment she was with me I protruded my tongue at her for


not bathing; admonishing her for flooding my nostrils with a
smell like rotten tomato,
But I realized it only when she walked out of the house in anger;
that I found the most exotic of perfume to be raw dirt in front of
her perspiration.
The moment she was with me I pointed fingers at her eyes;
saying that she was horrendously squint,
But I realized it only when she closed them abruptly at me; as to
how mesmerizing were her lashes; the poignant empathy that
they oozed out every unfurling
second.
The moment she was with me I told her to dismiss off from my
presence; leaving me alone to delve in my world of fantasy,
But I realized it only when she exited; that my dreams ended
there and then; and each pore of my body cried for her in agony.
Therefore this is my humble plea to you O! Almighty Lord;
please dont separate us ever,
For she was my blood and I was her breath; and we would die a
gruesome death to take birth again as lovers; if you didnt BIND
US IN THIS LIFE TOGETHER .

20. WHEN I LOST MY LOVE


i drowned myself in large beer cans of alcohol,
Lay the whole night on desolate sands of the beach,
Traversed bare feet through scorching territories of stone
ground,
Sang nostalgic rhymes while kissing the winter breeze,
Grew strands of unruly beard on the immaculate skin of my
face,
Stared unrelentingly all night at the cameo of twinkling stars,
Consumed food abstemiously with occasional sips of soiled
water,
Erupted with volatile outbursts of anger at the slightest of
provocation,
Walked at languid pace with the acerbic sun filtering through my
eyes,
Wore pure suits of torn jute blended with cheap pieces of
leather,
Lambasted myself with incessant strokes of the whiplash at
dawn,
Distributed all my affluence to the needy and impoverished,
Disposed my smoke Grey sedan in fathomless waters of the
ocean,
Burnt all novels which contained even minuscule traces of

romance,
Refrained to cast frivolous glances the charismatic passing by,
Sequestered myself from pragmatic realities of life,
spending life like a relic in a dilapidated barn,
Ploughed the earth with my pickaxe shovel; the only means of
survival,
There was a time I had bounced radiantly; blooming with life,
While at the present moment though; I sobbed all day
and sinister night,
As I no longer possessed the power to win back my love,
To shrug of the obliteration's and make her forever mine.

21. WHEN IN LOVE


Even if you slapped me hard in my cheek; mercilessly whipping
the succulent flesh of my body,
I would still bow down my head in obeisance; proclaim
vociferously to the world that I loved you.
Even if you spat on me loads of your tangy saliva; castigating me
openly amidst scores of civilians; for the most inadvertent of my
mistakes,

I would still offer you a glass of spring water to mollify your


anger; say
audaciously that I loved you.
Even if you starved me of food for the entire day; refraining to
cast an amicable look in my direction,
I would still endeavor my best to make you frivolously smile;
trying to enlighten the pallid atmosphere; declare without
hesitancy that I loved you.
Even if you made me polish the dilapidated floors till they shone
like mirrors; dictatorially commanded me to wipe your shoes,
I would still worship your feet in due reverence; whisper to the
obdurate brick walls that I loved you.
Even if you made me iron your ostentatious clothes; dressing me
in threadbare
sacs of corrugated jute,
I would still engulf you with the extra rag on my body; when you
were shivering; sobbing hysterically in front of you to convey
that I loved you.
Even if you shut your eyes when I confronted you; smirking
haughtily when I
tried to utter the most diminutive of sound,
I would still carry you to your bed when your dreary toes
floundered to hold
their weight on the ground; kiss you gently on your lips to
portray I loved you.
Even if you deliberately snapped off my car brakes; making sure
I met with a ghastly accident the next time I drove,
I would still utter your name while lying submerged in pools of
greasy blood; shout as hard as I could expend my lungs to say
that I loved you.
Even if you wished derogatory for me night and day; ominously
stared at me for
no fault of mine,
I would still pray to the creator to impregnate your life with
bountiful riches; ubiquitously disclose that I loved you.

Even if you pushed me from the aircraft hovering at an


unprecedented altitude
in the clouds; waiting anxiously to witness the scenario of my
inevitable death,
I would still smile compassionately at you; fervently hoping to
witness your
grace again in the next birth; unanimously declare to all that I
loved you before I relinquished breath.
Do you want to know the secret behind my blatantly irrational
behavior; the cause for my uninhibited sacrifice,
Well its simply this darling; that I had loved you intensely since
the moment I first saw you,
And WHEN IN LOVE; I only knew to chivalrously give; for the
moment I asked you to grant me favors in return; I would be
christened as the "biggest beggar".

22. IN ORDER TO REPAIR


In order to repair the broken door; what was required was a
plethora of finely
chiseled nails; along with an adroit carpenter,
In order to repair the tumbledown television; what was required
was a maze of
intricate wires; and the services of a technician,
In order to repair the severely corrugated road; what was
required was bountiful amounts of fresh mud; to be scrupulously
compacted by the gigantic bulldozer,
In order to repair the shoddy shoe; what was required was
strong spools of
thread; and a metallic bodkin to meticulously stitch the same,
In order to repair the fragile economy of the country; what was
required was a
stringent dictator; who thoroughly refrained from indulging into
the most
inconspicuous of malpractice; shirked his face away from taking
bribe,
In order to repair the houses flooded with the onslaught of
stormy coastal
waves; what was required was to evacuate the afflicted from the
tyranny of
sea,
In order to repair the dilapidated car; what was required was a
host of scintillating spare parts; and a drum replete with
lubricant oil,

In order to repair the punctured tier; what was required was a


few bellows of
compressed air; which lay incarcerated in the hand pump,
In order to repair the contemporary timepiece; what was
required was a pair of
lead batteries; engendering white current to flow,
In order to repair the shattered mirror; what was required was
long pieces of pellucid glass; along with a rotund bottle of sticky
glue,
In order to repair the disheveled painting; what was required
was an artist blending it with vibrant colors from his brush;
transforming its complexion into virtually new,
In order to repair raw wounds oozing blood; what was required
was a sprinkle
of emollient antiseptic,
In order to repair the gaping hole in the wall; what was required
was articulately sculptured bricks; which could fill the same to
perfection,
In order to repair the discarded aircraft; what was required was
to refuel it
with gasoline; strengthen its tapered wings,
In order repair burnt hair adorning the scalp; what was required
was to tonsure the scalp entirely; to facilitate brand new clusters
to grow,
In order to repair the torn parchment of bonded paper; what was
required was
adhesive tape which held the sheet in a vice like grip,
In order to repair the earthquake stricken edifices; what was
required was to
dismantle them completely; replacing them with fresh ones
having superior
resistance to shock,

In order to repair the smashed web of the spider; what was


required was to
feed the beast with lots of insect; thereby granting it strength to
spin other one,
In order to repair wholesome darkness prevailing on this earth;
what was required was the omnipotent light of courage shining
unrelentingly,
And in order to repair my broken heart; what was required was a
girl who could
love me intensely; make me oblivious to the horrendous
anecdotes and my miseries of the past.

23. THE ARROW OF LOVE


When an arrow of barbaric iron struck me on my chest; rivulets
of blood trickled down rampantly,
Soft portions of flesh were brutally invaded; and I emitted loud
screams of anguish under my vanishing breath.

When an arrow of glittering gold struck me perilously close to


my ribs; I
initially felt elated at witnessing the opulence embedded,
However after a while the beats of my heart reduced
dramatically; and
An uncanny numbness seemed to be encompassing my persona.
When an arrow of acrimonious thorns struck me in my eye; I felt
a
sudden gush of blindness encroach upon my silhouette,
The world now seemed an obfuscated blur of its original self;
and I now
sighted the dazzling sun in the sky as gruesomely black.
When an arrow of piquant chili struck me in the center of my
nostrils;
I experienced fuming sensations engulf my breath,
Eloped as fast as my skinny legs could carry me; to dip my burnt
skin in revitalizing water.
When an arrow of obnoxious tobacco struck me on my lips; the
derogatory
odor made me inevitably cough,
Some of the derogatory powder had also entered my intricate
intestines;
and I vomited out the poisonous extract with my inebriated eyes
feebly
closing down.
When an arrow of resplendent silver struck me in my legs; I at
the
onset appreciated the gleam and accentuated shine,
Although after a few seconds had elapsed; collapsed in a
bedraggled
heap on the stony floor; unable to bear the tyranny anymore.
When an arrow of pointed glass struck me in my face;
indiscriminately
permeating through my cheek,

I felt as if stabbed by millions of scorpion tails; lost holistic


consciousness instantaneously succumbing to the mighty
onslaught.
When an arrow of golden honey struck me on my rotund
stomach; this time
I felt no pain not even the slightest of discomfort,
However with rising of the next dawn; a conglomerate of
parasites and
leech had camouflaged my skin from the world; greedily sucking
the nectar as
well as long pieces of my bone.
When an arrow of charred wood struck me in my shoulder; it
mercilessly
ripped apart the protruding muscle,
Made sooty indentations on my sparkling complexion; sapping
away
exuberant sources of energy from my demeanor.
And eventually when the "ARROW OF LOVE" struck me in the
middle of my
forehead; I felt mystical sensations inundate my soul,
There was a revolutionary stirring which occurred in my heart;
making me completely forgetful to the heaps of tribulation I had
suffered just minutes before,
Drowning me into an ocean of celestial harmony; a land where
there existed nothing else but an insatiable spirit to romantically
exist and care.

24. GLASS OF LOVE


When I drank water in a glass of composite mud; the liquid
tasted
ravishing; with my reflection wavering erratically in it,
However it contained tinges of dissolved sand; and was a trifle
salty
for my liking.
When I drank water in a glass of deplorable copper; the liquid
appeared
blurred in the prevailing darkness,
And when I sipped it; it had a stale odor of the rusty surface it
had adhered to for many hours.
When I drank water in a glass of pure bamboo; the liquid looked
glistening and
mesmerizing under the sun,
Although even after consuming it completely; I still felt that my
bowels were
yet famished and incorrigibly demanded more.

When I drank water in a glass of yellow molded gold; the liquid


inside displayed a scintillating shine; dazzling brilliantly in the
most sequestered of room,
However it miserably floundered to pacify my thirst; as I was
heavily circumspect in devouring the costly water.
When I drank water in a glass of hardened plastic; the liquid
seemed to be
overwhelming still without the slightest of ripple,
But the tangy flavor was blatantly absent; and I didnt relish one
sip of what
I had just swallowed.
When I drank water in a glass of bombastic diamonds; the liquid
looked as if
shimmering profusely under the moon,
Although an uncanny feeling enveloped my stomach; a feeling as
if I had
Eaten the glittering diamonds.
When I drank water in a glass of pencil lead; the liquid inside
looked obnoxiously black; readily acquiring the color of its
vessel,
And I felt like puking it out with ferocious intensity; after having
dubiously
gulped it.
When I drank water in a glass of broad green leaf; the liquid
inside resembled
the perennial pastures sprawling over the valley,
But alongwith it there entered a fleet of invisible insects in my
throat; and
I shivered inadvertently envisaging the aftermath of disease.
When I drank water in a glass of heavy stone; the liquid pretty
normal to
drink,
However lifting the glass proved to be a bit cumbersome; and I
felt a
bit perturbed by the flimsy effort.

And eventually when I drank water in the "GLASS OF OUR


LOVE"; blending
it with a concoction of her heavenly tears,
The water tasted as sweet as never before; as impeccable as
sacrosanct god; as exotic as the gyrating fairies in the sky; and it
instantly put me into an inevitable slumber.

25. THE TENACITY OF MY LOVE


Even If you were an obdurate stone; with loads of callousness
embedded
rigidly in your persona,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transformed you
into
Molten wax rampantly dripping down; eventually blending with
the earth.
Even if you were the dry desert; harboring a plethora of
acrimonious
cactus and violently blistering winds,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; inundated you
with
fresh water; imparting a perennial wetness to your sands.
Even if you were the satanic demon; with your armory of brutal
teeth
scintillating wickedly under the moon,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; brought about a
dramatic metamorphosis in you; converting you into an
immaculate angel.
Even if you were the incorrigible dictator; rebuking all in
proximity
with your volley of expletives and commands,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; pacified you
overwhelmingly; exonerated the bitterness in your voice.
Even if you were deadly poison; causing instantaneous death on
consumption,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; completely
annihilated
your venom; making you as sweet as golden nectar.
Even if you were pallid paint sticking languidly to the walls;
propagating waves of disparaging gloom in the ambience,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; impregnated you
with
brilliantly vibrant color; made you profoundly smile.

Even if you were poignant green chili; thunderously shouting


expending
supreme capacity of your lungs,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transmuted you
into
innocuous sugar; irrefutably sweet in taste.
Even if you were the viciously lethal reptile; baring your fangs at
me
with utter hostility,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; changed you into
the
resplendent fish; gliding sedately through the swirling ocean.
Even if you were blazing volcano; torching all those who came
even
centimeters near you; devouring innocent humans in your fiery
belly like
inconspicuous insects,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transfigured you
into
the melodious stream weaving its way enchantingly through
meadows of soft
grass.
And even if you were the idol of horrendous hatred; ostracizing
humanity severely for its benevolent deeds,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; rekindled in you
the
essence of sharing; the insatiable urge to caress and care.

26. YOU LIVED IN MY HEART


You lived in my intricate eyes when I saw the world; taught me
to
discerningly distinguish between the good and evil,
You lived in my ears when I listened to sound; made me
stringently
aware of the most minuscule of voice in proximity,
You lived in my feet when I traversed the parched earth; making
sure
that my toes remained reinvigorated at all times,
You lived in my fingers when I wrote literature; making me chisel
sheer
magic out of nondescript words,
You lived in my stomach when I swallowed food; assisting me to
scrupulously digest the same,

You lived in my nails when I scratched the wall; imparting me


with the
tenacity to peel off the pallid paint,
You lived in my tongue when I spoke; blessing me with the tact
of
producing a melodious noise,
You lived in my nostrils when I breathed air; seeing to it that the
purest part of it entered the jacket of my lungs,
You lived in my veins when they pumped crimson blood;
ensuring that it
flowed rambunctiously all throughout the day,
You lived in my throat when I gulped cool water; facilitating it to
smoothly cascade down my neck,
You lived in my luscious lips when I smiled; making it appear
profoundly incarcerating in front of the audience,
You lived in my slender bones as I grew; impregnating them with
tones
of calcium; making me audaciously confront the most bizarre of
situation,
You lived in my armory of teeth when I masticated my meals;
making sure
that I crushed each obdurate morsel into silken chowder,
You lived in my mind when I tried to contemplate; providing me
with the
most adept solution to my baffling enigma,
You lived in my scalp every time I felt like caressing it;
incorporating the
follicles of my hair with resplendent shine,
You lived in the wildest of my fantasies; the most weirdest of my
dreams; making it wholesomely sure that they didnt cause me
any harm,

You lived in the lines embossed on the back of my palm; chalking


my
destiny to be as bright as possible,
You lived in my sweat as it dribbled down my cheeks; inundating
it with
a perennial shine,
You lived in my scent as the day unveiled itself into shivering
night;
embedding my persona with an everlasting essence,
And most importantly you lived in my heart invincibly
imprisoned; as it
had absolutely no vacancy for any other entity to exist.

27. ROPE OF LOVE


When they tied me in ropes of slender steel; mercilessly cupping
my
hands in an airtight embrace,
I felt submerged by disparaging despair in the beginning;
although
after a while I used my ingenuity and managed to wriggle out
completely free
from my bondage.
When they wound me in ropes of sparkling diamonds; the
acerbic edges of
stone pricked me severely in my veins,
I was a blend of tribulation and supreme rhapsody at witnessing
the
jewels; although after a few hours I astutely succeeded to chisel
the same and
hastily absconded.
When they strangulated me in ropes of threadbare rubber;
securely tying
my hands and feet,
I felt the breath imprisoned in my chest stifling every unleashing
minute; although I somehow achieved to find a rusty knife;
eloped like the
frisky giraffe after chafing my ropes.
When they enmeshed me in ropes of acrimonious thorns; the
stinging
nettles made me profusely bleed,
I felt an obfuscated blur encircle my eyes; although after a few
determined gasps; I opened my barricades insurmountably
flexing my muscles; and
decamped surreptitiously via the boundless ocean.
When they tethered me uncouthly in ropes of live snakes; with
the
hooded monster snaring its venomous fangs on my cheek,
I felt an armory of Goosebumps creep up on my skin; sweat
dribbling

like torrential rain from my body; although in the end I was able
to defeat
my lethal adversary; and fled for my life as fast as those tiny legs
of
mine could carry me.
When they enslaved me in ropes of thick tree roots; a plethora of
worms
and pugnacious ants crawled on my body from the same,
I initially felt miserable with the insects abhorrently tickling my
flesh; although a few minutes of intense contemplation; I was
able to unwind
the knots; and galloped as speedily as I could from the dense
jungle.
When they captivated me in ropes of blistering iron; stuffing my
mouth
with tones of fetid cotton,
I thought this was going to be my last day of holistic survival;
although within seconds I discovered a gas stove nearby;
judiciously used the
flames to snap open my chains and then transgressed through
the heavy door to
escape.
When they incarcerated me in ropes of coarse cloth; hanging me
upside
down with my feet tautly kissing the tall ceiling,
I started perceiving the world as being grotesquely distorted;
although
after a few breaths I used my teeth to acrobatically open my
chords; and fled
the disdainful scenario; leaping through partially open window.
When they bound me in ropes of crude glass pieces; stripping
every bit
of cloth from my persona,
I felt a stream of fresh blood oozing incessantly from my raw
wounds;
although I still managed to break free vehemently flinging the
pointed shards
from my arms.

And eventually when they imprisoned me in the "ROPE OF


LOVE"; with my
beloved lying blissfully by my side,
I endeavored as hard as possible to scamper away; but this time
though
the mesmerizing essence of her entity; the invincible power of
her devotion
for my being; held me incorrigibly on the ground; to bask for
centuries
unprecedented in the glory of her widespread arms.

28. THE FIRST TIME


The first time when I swam in fathomless waters of the Atlantic;
my legs felt dreary with feverish exhilaration; my heart
palpitated 100 beats faster,
There was an incredulous feeling of confronting the storm;
floating

abreast the opalescent fish; caressing the drifting corals as I


plunged down.
The first time when I ate freezing icecream; infinite buds of taste
stood up on my tongue in bewildered alacrity,
I greedily gulped the blend of protuberant cherry and cream
inadvertently smearing some of it on my nose; to satiate my
thirst in the scorching winds of summer.
The first time when I witnessed an accident; the lifeless form of
an innocuous
pedestrian lying in a river of crimson blood,
Uncanny shivers ran down my spine at swashbuckling speeds; a
dark blur
obliterated my eyes; and I swooned in a disheveled heap on the
ground.
The first time when I saw a crackling fire; heaps of logs being
incinerated by
a tiny matchstick,
I felt besieged by waves of curiosity; unwittingly poking my
fingers in the
sapphire blue flames; although I quickly withdrew them before
my flesh
got charred to soot.
The first time when I smoked a cigarette; I felt something
vindictively
burning in my throat,
There were incessant bouts of coughing; succeeded by clouds of
grey air
wafting from my mouth.
The first time when I drove my car; I felt tumultuous power
encompassing me; as I could increase the speed at a mere kiss
to the accelerator,
However when I did so; the automobile sky rocketed towards the
sky;
eventually crashing into the bakery full of rotten eggs and cakes.

The first time when I sat in the aircraft; I felt overwhelmed by


the ostentatious interiors; the trays of plum juice being served in
kingly fashion,
I thought of opening the translucent glass window as I usually
did as I
got up from sleep; this time though I was rebuked by the
airhostess from doing
so; as it could mean a difference between life and death.
The first time when I drank peach flavored wine; there was a
massive cyclone
that engulfed my mind,
I seemed to have lost refined degrees of sophistication; barked a
volley of
malicious expletives looking my employer straight in his eyes.
The first time when I heard the tiger growl in the jungle; the
sonorous screeching of the owl; I felt clusters of hair stand like
needles on my skin,
Also I didnt need to find a plush lavatory; as I had performed
the call of
nature in my pants.
The first time I attended a bombastic party; with a conglomerate
of sparkling
lights falling in dispersed beams; I felt awkward reverberations
entrench me
from all sides,
And my situation exacerbated; when my parents introduced me
to the ensemble of
dignitaries; who sipped beer as casually as they had mineral
water from their glass.
The first time I held a gun in my hands; they unrelentingly
shivered with cold
sweat dribbling down my forehead,
I knew I had to kill my adversary to save my own life; but in the
end succumbed to the tyranny of fate; as I couldnt muster the
tenacity to fire.
The first time when I heard my name; the voice of my mother
stringently addressing me in her domineering,

I felt as impregnable as god in the sky; as I had now been


bestowed supreme
recognition to my otherwise neglected entity.
And the first time when I saw her; sighting her silken hair
blowing with the
wind; I instantly fell in the dungeon of love,
Wanting to be incarcerated with her celestial form; away from
the nuances of
the world for ever and ever and ever .

29. POLISH
I polished my shoe using a blend of molten wax and color;
exerting
onerous strokes with my hands,
As an aftermath they shone brilliantly under the sun; however
after a
few hours of transgressing through the streets; they were
completely
covered with squalid mud.
I polished the nondescript wall using a canister full of turpentine
oil; painting the same with shades of sparkling white,

As a result it appeared a stupendous treat to the eye; however


after a
while I noticed abashing chocolate smudges which the children
must have left
while playing.
I polished the necklace of lackluster silver by dipping it in pure
milk; vigorously kneading its periphery applying stringent
lemon,
As a manifestation it shimmered magnificently under the beams
of moon;
however when I sighted it after a few days it had again acquired
incorrigible
stains of black juxtaposed with perspiration.
I polished my plate of food submerging it in a bath of foam; then
scrubbing it with a cloth of flocculent silk,
It glistened marvelously as if brand new; however after
consuming my
meal of rice and curry; it again got coated with blemishes of
black and blue.
I polished the windscreen of my car drenching it in tepid water;
then
massaging it till it emanated a screeching sound,
The effect was so incredulous that I could almost spot stars
sleeping
behind the sun; however after few minutes of driving the glass
again looked
tainted with a sheet of nascent dust lining its borders.
I polished my finger nails using scarlet nailpolish; meticulously
applying it to engulf the entire surface,
The effect was pretty exotic as they conspicuously glimmered
under the
lights; however after a fortnight the color seemed to as
evanescent as the
passing storms.
I polished my teeth using a fat smear of tangy toothpaste;
resolutely
stroking the brush umpteenth times on their surface,

As a consequence the armory of my enamel radiated like


scintillating
pearls; however as the day unveiled itself into night; I saw a host
of germ and
bacteria sticking merrily to them.
I polished my attire using an antiseptic bar of detergent;
brushing
away the most minuscule particle of dust from my collar,
As a result of which I got profoundly noticed in public; however
after
a few minutes a speeding car sprayed a drizzle of fetid water
while passing;
and my immaculate demeanor was now converted to mere
shambles.
I polished the floor all day using all sorts of modern
contrivances;
even going to the extent of licking it clean with my tongue,
As an inevitable outcome it emitted brilliant ramifications of
purity;
however after sometime was rendered indescribable; as unruly
strangers entered
with their dirty feet.
But as far as my beloved was concerned she didnt need the
slightest of
sparkle; the slightest of ostentation to project her persona,
The inner beauty of her heart perennially shone; irrespective of
changing seasons and the unleashing of time,
She was the only person who by my perception was the most
beautiful;
the one who didnt need the slightest of polish.

30. IF I WERE TO CHOOSE


If I were to choose from; speeding in a motorboat to swimming
against
choppy waves of the ocean,
I would prefer wading across the stormy waters profusely
moving my
arms; rather than the insipid journey in the cruise liner.
If I were to choose from; languishing on the flocculent couch to
sleeping on the stone cold floor,
I would prefer to caress the ground; roll wildly in unparalleled
exuberance; rather than the effeminate comfort of the bed.
If I were to choose from; transgressing the desert barefoot to
riding
on profoundly hunched camel back,
I would prefer to walk feeling the tenacity of blistering sun on
my
back; rather than petulantly torture the innocuous beast.
If I were to choose from; reaching the pinnacle of the mountain
top on
cable car to clambering up using a knotted rope,
I would prefer to onerously scramble my way to the top basking
in the

spirit of paramount adventure; rather than descending on my


destination
without flexing the slightest of my muscle.
If I were to choose from; drinking opulent wine floating in
swanky
glasses to crystalline liquid extracted from the belly of earth,
I would prefer rapidly gulping the scintillating water; rather
than
collapsing in a disheveled heap on the ground after devouring
the inebriating
elixir.
If I were to choose from; inhaling artificial air from the compact
cylinder of oxygen to breathing directly from the atmosphere,
I would prefer to expand my lungs to their full capacity in my
chest
drawing in ravishing puffs of oxygen; rather than respiring the
adulterated
surroundings.
If I were to choose from; watching television to voraciously
reading
infinite lines of literature,
I would prefer to exorbitantly exert my eyes trying to
innovatively
perceive in the dormitories of my mind; rather than indolently
viewing gaudy
images flickering on the silver screen.
If I were to choose from; dancing in the sleazy discotheque in an
ambience of bombastic lights to swirling on the vast ground,
I would prefer to rambunctiously gyrate under the dazzling sun
god;
rather than consciously moving my body in the realms of nimble
sophistication.
If I were to choose from; residing in the grandiloquent palace to
the
rustic interiors of a tumbledown hut,
I would prefer to live in the ramshackle barn with boisterous
droplets

of rain cascading freely through blatantly gaping holes; rather


than having a
fleet of bodyguards parading around my impoverished persona.
If I were to choose from; staying secure in custody of the corrupt
leaders den to flinging my life away for the sake of my country,
I would prefer; to indiscriminately shed my blood on the
battlefield
rather than keep leading a life of opprobrious contempt.
And if I were to choose from; my beloved and boundless notes of
white
currency, I would definitely prefer her compounded with our
penurious condition
to live; rather than leading a lackluster life divested of the desire
to
struggle; a life utterly bereft of the zeal to live.

31. WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE


When we talk about the fiery body of sun; it's magnanimous
stature in
the sky,
The cardinal thing that inundates our mind; is its dazzling shine;
and
the blistering rays that emanate indefatigably throughout the
day.
When we talk about the placid persona of lake; the plethora of
ripples
embodied on its surface,
The salient thing that floods our mind; is the boats floating on it;
the conglomerate of resplendent fish beneath its surface.
When we talk about the blossoming flowers in the garden; the
wild
stalks of grass circumventing them,
The chief thing that deluges our mind; is the fragrance that
perennially wafts from them; the sweet nectar incarcerated in
their core.
When we talk about the colossal desert; the sweltering heat
permeating
the ambience like dagger heads of acrimonious steel,
The conspicuous thing that overwhelms our mind; is the
astronomical
amounts of slippery sand; the hunchbacked camels traversing
through its territory.
When we talk about the steep mountains; gigantic streams of
water
plummeting down their slopes,
The remarkable thing that imprisons our mind; is its summits
standing abreast the clouds; the melodious gurgling sounds of
liquid cascading down towards the ground.
When we talk about the tenacious wind; turbulent draughts of
breeze

sweeping the periphery of earth,


The prominent thing that encapsulates our mind; is rustling of
the tree
leaves; the loose granules of mud which fly incoherently in air.
When we talk about the preposterously huge whales; their
monstrous pair
of teeth which pulverize humans to chowder,
The main thing that engulfs our mind; is swirling waves of the
majestic
ocean; the animated aquatic life inhabiting the fathomless
waters.
When we talk about the diminutive mosquito; its proliferation in
pools of fetid water,
The profound thing that envelops our mind; is incessant sounds
of cacophonic
buzzing; the animosity in sting which painstakingly infiltrates in
our flesh.
When we talk about gargantuan slices of cheese; the rich and
sumptuous
odor diffusing from the same,
The supreme thing that strangulates our mind; is the sacrosanct
cow
yielding immaculate milk; the delicious taste it would impart
when we revolve it
in our mouth.
And when we talk about true love; the blissful aftermath of
falling in romance,
The first thing that inevitably pierces our mind; is the
mesmerizing image of
our beloved; the celestial reflections of her dainty feet.

32. THE ONLY PERSON


Even If an inconspicuous particle of dust entered your eye;
making you
wildly scratch with your tender palms,
That very moment I would go completely blind; wholesomely
abdicating
the ability to perspicuously see.
Even if you tripped inadvertently on the floor; slightly bruising
the
skin on your fragile shoulders,

That very moment I would collapse on the ground; developing a


series of
multiple fracture in my feet.
Even if you coughed a trifle; as an aftermath of poignant pepper
encompassing your nostrils,
That very moment I would have unrelenting bouts of rapid
breathing; incessantly sneeze till the time my eyes popped out of
their sockets.
Even if you perceived a baseless fear; of drizzling rain water
disdainfully drenching you,
That very moment I would gruesomely drown in the colossal
ocean; incorrigibly
refraining to steer my way up the surface.
Even if you tossed and turned petulantly on the bed for a few
minutes;
before falling into a sound slumber,
That very moment I would irrevocably stare into black space;
keeping
awake the entire night like a dreaded insomniac.
Even if you banged your robust fists softly into the wall;
expressing
your profound indignation at getting late for office,
That very moment I would put my hands under the springing
axe;
pulverizing them into infinite splinters of bone.
Even if you contracted a minuscule infection; with the imbalance
in
your body disappearing within a few hours of stringent
medication,
That very moment I would have astronomically high levels of
tribal
fever; with the entire of my silhouette burning like a piece of red
coal.
Even if you got an iota pierced; by the irascible mosquito
unceremoniously hovering around,
That very moment I would be bitten by swarms of stinging bees;

inserting their venomous tentacles into my cheeks.

Even if you felt a little suffocated; wading through the


claustrophobic
queues for the railway ticket,
That very moment I would relinquish breath in perpetual
entirety; and
my heart would cease to throb in its cavity.
All this is because you are the only person I have profoundly
loved
in my life sweetheart; the only deity I worship and adore,
And as every breath of yours unleashes; mine gets automatically
a million times faster.

33. I WOULD STILL CONSIDER MYSELF THE RICHEST


Even if you possessed a plethora of thoroughbred horses;
galloping
handsomely through moist paddy fields,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of
drowning my persona into the cascade of her silken hair.
Even if you had a palace profusely embedded with gold;
dungeons replete
with scores of glittering diamonds,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I could tickle the
mesmerizing skin of her cheek; sending inexplicable shivers
down my spine.
Even if you possessed swanky cars to philander across the
countryside;
a fleet of helicopters following you at close quarters,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had her ravishing
breath caressing my neck; catapulting me into waves of
tumultuous rhapsody.
Even if you possessed a private swimming pool; impregnated
with crystal
spring water from the mountains to bathe in,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of
sighting my reflection in her glistening tears.
Even if you possessed a pair of fur coated shoes; with exquisite
leather studded commensurately at all quarters,

I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege


of
lying in complete surrender at the pair of her dainty feet.
Even if you possessed a flurry of maids to serve you dinner;
ornate
glasses embellished with pearls to drink opulent wine,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of
masticating boiled rice prepared fresh by her sacrosanct hands.
Even if you had a colossal assemblage of people spuriously
worshipping
you; applauding you wholesomely for your most minuscule of
deed,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of
witnessing her ingratiating smile; which grew distinctly large as
she
spotted me.
Even if you had a conglomerate of effeminate statues; sculptured
to immaculate perfection; molded out of molten wax and draped
with the richest quality of silk,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of embracing her impeccable demeanor in entirety.
Even if you had a sword embodied with iridescent jewels; which
you placed in a
scabbard made of rustic panther skin,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the audacity
to confront any power in this world; simply uttering your
enchanting name.
Even if you had a gargantuan basket of roses; extravagantly
stashed with
flowers from all round the globe,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of absorbing the essence of golden sweat which dribbled from
her body.

Even if you possessed flamboyant pairs of sunglasses; embodied


with jugglery
of enthusing designs; and gaudy strips of plastic,
I would still consider myself the richest; as I had the privilege of
viewing
my reflection in her emphatic eyes.
Even if you possessed the tangiest of toothpaste; incorporated in
garish
interiors of an ostentatious bottle,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of appreciating the scintillating armory of her teeth.
Even if you possessed a golden band fudged with sapphire
emeralds; dipped in
an ocean of honey,
I would still consider myself as the richest; as I had the privilege
of being
slapped by her delectable hands.
And even if you procured the entire wealth in this world; owning
every dwelling protruding from the surface of earth,
I would still consider myself the richest man on earth; as your
affluence
miserably floundered to purchase her; while I had the privilege
of possessing
her in mind; body and soul; perpetually till the time she tangibly
existed.

34. WOULD YOU EVER BELIEVE


Would you ever believe if I called a nondescript table of
teakwood; as
a vivacious bird soaring high in the sky,
Would you ever believe if I called a ruffled sheet of paper; as a
chunk of glittering gold,
Would you ever believe if I called a grandiloquent watch
embodied with
diamonds; as a lump of bedraggled stone,
Would you ever believe if I called a mountain of compacted mud;
as a
switchboard of pugnacious electricity,
Would you ever believe if I called a resplendent rainbow in the
sky; as
a broomstick with incongruous bristles,
Would you ever believe if I called a rusty canister of dilapidated
iron; as a mesmerizing rose growing in the garden,
Would you ever believe if I called a pink tablet of luxury soap; as
a
mosquito hovering acrimoniously in the cloistered room,
Would you ever believe if I called a boat rollicking merrily on the
undulating waves; as a rustic jungle spider,
Would you ever believe if I called a valley profusely embedded
with
snow; as an unscrupulous dog on the street,
Would you ever believe if I called a pair of luscious lips; as a
disdainfully fetid shoe,
Would you ever believe if I called a fluorescent rod of light; as a
jagged bush of cactus growing in the sweltering desert,

Would you ever believe if I called the blazing sun; as a pudgy bar
of delectable chocolate,
Would you ever believe if I called an angular sculptured bone; as
acid bubbling in a swanky bottle,
Would you ever believe if I called a scintillating oyster; as an
inarticulate
matchstick coated with lead,
Would you ever believe if I called a cluster of bells jingling from
the ceiling; as a sordid cockroach philandering beside the
lavatory seat,
Would you ever believe if I called a fruit of succulent coconut; as
a dead mans morbid tooth,
Would you ever believe If I called a steaming cup of filter coffee;
as gaudily
colored water emanating from the street fountains,
Would you ever believe if I called the majestic statue of a
revered historian;
as a slab of tangy peanut butter,
Would you ever believe if I called a vibrant shirt; as a
protuberant pigeon discerningly pecking its beak at grains
scattered on the floor,
Would you ever believe if I called a flocculent bud of cotton; as a
camouflaged lizard transgressing through wild projections of
grass,
Would you ever believe if I called a photograph depicting the
steep gorges; as
a gutter inundated with obnoxious sewage,
Would you ever believe if I called a lanky giraffe; as a convict
nefariously
lurking through solitary streets of the city,

Would you ever believe if I called a pair of flamboyant


sunglasses; as a weird
tattoo to be adhered to the chest,
Would you ever believe if I called a chicken's egg; as logs of
sooty charcoal
abundantly stashed in the colossal warehouse,
Would you ever believe if I called a biscuit replete with golden
honey ; as a
ominously slithering reptile in the jungles,
Would you ever believe if I called a bald man possessing a
profoundly tonsured
scalp; as a gas balloon floating in insipid air,
Would you ever believe if I called a ring embellished with crystal
diamonds;
as an inconspicuous and distorted metallic pin,
Would you ever believe if I called a crimson crested parrot; as a
tray containing frozen ice,
Would you ever believe if I called a glass made of pallid plastic;
as a gargantuan well flooded with water and dead frogs,
Would you ever believe if I called wooden beams dangling from
the ceiling; as finely squelched juice of red radish,
Would you ever believe if I called an articulately painted canvas;
as slime coated fossil lying in close proximity with the sea bed,
Would you ever believe if I called a diminutive tadpole; as a
fortified wall commensurately aligned with burnt bricks,
Would you ever believe if I called a mammoth elephant; as rotten
pulp of mango
being tossed indiscriminately on the street,
Would you ever believe if I called a truck inundated with
cumbersome machines;
as an aromatic seed of plant,

Would you ever believe if I called a sheet of crisp paper; as a


rubicund fruit
of juicy plum,
Would you ever believe if I called a trouser of jaded jeans; as a
greeting card fudged with scores of ostentatious lines,
Would you ever believe if I called a ravishing pair of eyelashes;
as a disheveled pantry inhabited with clusters of stray mice,
Would you ever believe if I called a dazzling yellow helmet; as a
preposterously huge whale of the ocean,
Would you ever believe if I called a piquant stick of chili; as an
animated butterfly fluttering at low heights from the ground,
Would you ever believe if I called a hideously black rope; as a
mushroom sizzling in the blistering oven,
Would you ever believe if I called a magazine of lead bullets; as
an avalanche of snow plummeting down the mountain at
turbulent speeds,
Would you ever believe if I called an incredibly cool airconditioner; as a curry of decayed cream lying obsolete in the
garbage heap,
Would you ever believe if I called a scintillating tooth; as a big
toe of a striped panther,
Would you ever believe if I called a jazzy strip of belt; as a
corrugated assemblage of tree roots,
Would you ever believe if I called a slate of pure chalk; as a tier
floating harmlessly in water,
Would you ever believe if I called a chain with infinite loops; as a
graveyard sprawled with morbid coffins,
Would you ever believe if I called a pot bellied tortoise; as a
languid peel of paint hanging lackadaisically from the
nondescript wall,

Would you ever believe if I called a shimmering coin of currency;


as a zany zebra galloping at whirlwind speeds through the
desert,
Would you ever believe if I called a bottle of inebriating rum; as
a frigid contact lens agglutinated to the eye,
Would you ever believe if I called sacrosanct religion; as
licentious profanity,
Would you ever believe if I called candid truth; as a profoundly
blatant lie,
Would you ever believe if I called the omniscient personality of
god; as a perniciously diabolical devil,
And would you ever believe if I called "true love"; as a spurious
product of imagination; a frivolous case of casual infatuation.

35. WHILE PASSING BY HER HOUSE


While philandering through the bustling traffic streets; the most
conspicuous

thing that caught my eye; was obnoxious clouds of derogatory


smoke rising in
the air,
While strolling past the sea shore; the most conspicuous thing
that caught my
eye; was swirling waves breaking down into infinite granules of
froth after
striking the rocks,
While gallivanting on a horse through the meandering mountain
lanes; the most
conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was unsurpassable depth
of the panoramic
valley,
While ambling languidly through a lush green cricket field; the
most conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was an ensemble of
polished stumps well embedded in the ground,
While trespassing through the vivacious circus grounds; the
most conspicuous
thing that caught my eye; was garishly attired ludicrous clowns,
While walking gingerly on a frayed rope; the most conspicuous
thing that caught my eye; was the tall board fluttering high and
highlighting finish,
While soaring at astronomical heights from the ground in an
airplane; the most
conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was the boundless
expanse of misty white
clouds,
While penning down intricate lines of literature; the most
conspicuous thing
that caught my eye; was a table of sparkling mahogany wood on
which were
placed the bulky sheaf of paper,
While swimming underwater with an assemblage of opalescent
green permeating

into my eyes; the most conspicuous thing that caught my eye;


was the preposterously huge shark gliding past at whisker
lengths from my persona,
While clambering up the steep mountain; the most conspicuous
thing that caught
my eye; was fiery body of sun profoundly illuminating the sky,
While sipping sizzling tea from the triangular shaped paper cup;
the most
conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was the rustic brown
liquid incarcerated
within; in gay abandon,
While dangling from the elastic branches of a densely foliated
tree; the most
conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was the catacombed hive;
inhabited by
the obstreperously humming bee,
While lying sprawled on a bed of pudgy and redolent grass; the
most conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was a blanket of
mesmerizing stars scintillating vividly in the crystal clear sky,
While riding on a hunch backed camel tightly straddled to its
sides; the most
conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was the blistering
expanse of shimmering
sands spreading almost till eternity,
While traversing up towards the 150th floor in a grandiloquent
elevator; the most conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was a
impeccable panel of rotund buttons; with a jugglery of numerals
embossed immaculately upon them,
While praying incessantly in front of the idol of the omniscient
creator; the
most conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was an ingratiating
aura lingering
profusely around his sacrosanct forehead,

While vigorously kneading chunks of flaccid dough; the most


conspicuous thing
that caught my eye; was pellucid bottles incorporated with
appetizing recipes
stashed neatly on the shelves,
While rolling voraciously in a pond of fetid manure; the most
conspicuous
thing that caught my eye; was a fleet of pigs darting rampantly
in my direction,
While wading through a tunnel engulfed by perennial darkness;
the most conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was diminutive
beams of faint light flooding intermittently,
And while passing by her partially obfuscated house window
panes; the most
conspicuous thing that caught my eye; was emphatic contours of
her enamouring
face; the stupendous beauty hidden well within her glistening
eyes.

36. YOU CAN NEVER BREAK OUR PERPETUAL LOVE


In order to break the scented flower; they crushed it
indiscriminately
with their large and bohemian feet,
In order to break the fortified edifice; they blasted it with
pugnacious dynamite; to send it crumbling like a pack of silken
cards towards the obdurate ground,

In order to break the inflated balloon; they pricked it with a


rusty
iron pin to evacuate tones of stale air incarcerated inside,
In order to break the soft mountain of pudgy mud; they punched
it hard
in the midriff; with their callous hands,
In order to break through the computer; they invented ingenious
ways
and means to decipher its enigmatic password,
In order to break the solid log of dried timber wood; they used a
serrated edged metallic saw; ruthlessly slicing through its body,
In order to break the slender candle of wax; they melted it in
crackling flames; leaping rampantly from the kitchen fire,
In order to break long shards of pellucid glass; they smashed
them against jagged rocks; sending them flying into infinitesimal
splinters all around,
In order to break a colossal pool of placid water; they viciously
struck the same with corrugated twigs; engendering a plethora
of waves to creep up on the surface,
In order to break stillness of air; they permeated it with strident
tunes of discordant cacophony; emanating from the loudspeaker,
In order to break the conglomerate of satiny clouds; they
marauded the same with poisonous pellets and sharp missiles,
In order to break the pointed thorn; they pulverized it to pulp;
after boiling it in sizzling water,
In order to break triangular cubes of frozen ice; they kept them
under stringent light of the sun; and then waited for the
inevitable aftermath to follow,
In order to break through the fool proof house; they adroitly
deactivated the

incredulous burglar alarm; stepped barefoot without making the


slightest of
sound into the house,
In order to break the lethal snake; they snapped apart its
venomous fangs; rendering it as innocuous as a domicile rabbit,
In order to break the skull; they banged it tenaciously with a
crude bludgeon; dismantling it into incommensurate halves,
In order to break bonded paper stuck with adhesive glue; they
weakened it substantially by applying loads of slippery saliva,
In order to break intense concentration; they flooded veins in the
body with gallons of inebriating alcohol,
In order to break an individuals moral; they incessantly
castigated him; made a baseless mockery of his caricature,
And in order to break our "PERPETUAL LOVE"; they tried their
best attempts
possible; however miserably floundered; as it was impossible to
accomplish the same without taking our lives; and even if they
did that; they would yet be unsuccessful; as we would definitely
be reborn again; to love each other more intensely than we ever
did before.

37. NOSTALGIA
The fish slithering in the claustrophobic swimming tank; had a
nostalgia for swirling waters of the gargantuan ocean,
The flower sprouting from the cloistered pot; had a nostalgia for
growing in farm soil; with an ambience of wind blowing
tenaciously,
The spider crawling in dingy corners of the dilapidated mansion;
had a nostalgia for traversing through vivacious threads of web;
dangling from trees in the amazon forest,
The crimson beaked bird incarcerated in grilled cage; had a
nostalgia
for flapping its wings exuberantly in the sky,
The blistering lava imprisoned at unprecedented depths beneath
the
ground; had a nostalgia to fulminate into infinite fountains in
fresh air,
The globules of fat moisture trapped in ominous thunder clouds;
had a
nostalgia for cascading down rampantly in the form of glistening
rain,
The biscuits of glittering gold embedded in dilapidated
dungeons; had a
nostalgia for; people admiring them in dazzling rays of the sun,
The lifeless panther embodied in the mammoth photograph; had
a nostalgia for
coming out alive; open his jaws in a domineering growl,

The blind man traversing on the streets with a disdainful stick;


had a nostalgia for sighting the world; fantasizing it in its most
stupendous form ever,
The battalion of frogs in the solitary and deep well; had a
nostalgia for bathing in pools of monsoon water,
The hunch backed camel trespassing through the crowded city
streets; had a
nostalgia for wandering languidly in the sandy desert,
The diminutive flames of wax candle stifling with the slightest of
breeze; had
a nostalgia for being the escalating flames of a crackling fire,
The granules of white salt jailed tightly in pellucid bottles; had a
nostalgia
for being sprawled on the saline sea shores,
The scientists stalling for time on marshy soil; had a nostalgia
every minute
for inhabiting the opalescent moon,
The tones of noxious gas encapsulated in an inflated balloon; had
a nostalgia
for whistling past the air at lightening speeds,
The pallid milk stored in canisters of rusty iron; had a nostalgia
for oozing out from blossoming teats of the sacrosanct cow,
The people residing in alien countries; had a nostalgia for
returning back as quickly as possible to blend with their native
mud,
The orphaned child wailing incoherently on the dusty roads; had
a nostalgia for embracing his departed mother,
And every palpable entity treading on this earth; had a nostalgia
for finding its soul mate; languishing in the aisles of desire and
perpetual relationship; till the time it inhaled air and blissfully
existed.

38. ONE MUST LEARN


In order to taste the sweet kernel of coconut; one must learn to
break
open its obdurate shell,
In order to experience the ravishing aroma of waves; one must
learn to
tenaciously swim in the choppy waters,
In order to imbibe the splendor of the desert; one must learn to
traverse
audaciously on the blistering hot silver sands,

In order to relish the coolness of ice; one must learn how to


scrupulously
masticate it,
In order to savor the flavor of milk; one must learn to adroitly
squeeze it
from blossoming cow teats,
In order to enjoy the scent of lotus flower; one must learn to
bathe in a pond replete with a curry of slushy mud; blended
commensurately with creepers sprawling in all directions,
In order to hear strident tunes of music; one must learn to keep
his ears in close affinity with the rustic country discotheque,
In order to bask in pure light; one must learn to sit perseveringly
under fiery golden rays of the sun,
In order to extract exorbitant amounts of gold; one must learn to
dig till unfathomable depths; with hostile blade of pickaxe
intermittently brazing against the knee,
In order to embellish the body with serrated crocodile skin; one
must learn to kill the ferocious beast; then adroitly strip its skin
from its diabolical network of bones,
In order to uninhibitedly smile; one must learn to flex ones lips
profoundly; stretching the cheeks as far as possible,
In order to sip delectable tea; one must learn to burn his taste
buds profusely; as the steaming liquid came in proximity with
the tongue,
In order to witness exuberant wails of an innocuous infant; one
must learn to deliver the same after undergoing months of
painstaking agony,
In order to sketch mesmerizing shapes of the hills; one must
learn to commensurately blend root color; vivaciously swishing
the brush on sprawling sheets of plain white canvas,

In order to envisage celestial fairies and angels; one must learn


to exert the tendons of his brain to fullest capacity; and then
dream,
In order to get bountiful crops; one must learn to sow the right
proportion of salubrious seeds,
In order to make the morbid surface of walls sparkle; one must
learn to whitewash them; with mammoth chunks of chalk
powder and paint,
In order to feel tangy perspiration trickle down the nape; one
must learn to clamber up the mountain barefoot in sweltering
waves of heat,
In order to survive; one must learn to stand unflinching against
the hostile vagaries of this world; prove his true mettle in every
sphere of life,
And in order to love; one must learn to unselfishly sacrifice;
wholesomely dedicate his mind; body and soul to the deity he
reveres; the person who made him feel every unveiling minute of
the day; that he was breathing; he was alive.

39. YOU WERE MY HEART BEAT


I was the jewel of your mystical eyes; the infinite clusters of
eyelashes drooping down from your lids,
While you were my ability to see; my omnipotent power of sight.
I was the glow that encapsulated your lips; the luscious color
that made them poignantly scarlet,
While you were tinkling laughter; the smile that besieged the
contours of my face till eternity.
I was the unprecedented number of cells that lingered in your
brain; the network of membranes that made it function blissfully,
While you were my virtue to prudently discriminate; the
immortal strength of my memory.
I was your rubicund tongue; the gallons of free saliva circulating
ecstatically in your palette,
While you were my mesmerizing voice; my invincible prowess of
eloquent speech.
I was your intricate veins; the dainty flesh that entrenched them
in entirety,
While you were the golden droplets of sweat that oozed from my
arms; the
crimson blood traversing ferociously through my body.
I was your ears; the globules of impeccable flesh dangling
nimbly across your
cheek,
While you were my ability to decipher the most ethereal of
sound; my tenacity to hear and tolerate ignominious rebukes of
the society.
I was your stomach; the conglomerate of intestines incoherently
entwined inside,
While you were the sumptuous food residing there; putting me
contentedly into
a tranquil slumber.

I was your dainty feet; the spongy toes protruding symmetrically


from within deep recesses of your supple skin,
While you were my energy to surge forward; my unrelenting
fervor to bounce ahead in life.
I was your hands; the delectable armory of fingers which
harmoniously moved to
accomplish scores of Herculean tasks,
While you were the lines embedded in the center of my palm; the
path which portrayed and executed my destiny.
And I have no inhibitions revealing that I was your heart; the air
which you inhaled; the breath that escaped with an exhilarated
gasp from your nostrils,
While you were the beats that made my heart violently throb; the
pulse that trembled placidly in my wrists; the very purpose for
which I was breathing and alive this second; and would retain
life for many more hours to unwind.

40. TOOLS
I had a fantasy to write prolifically; inundate every space of
bonded paper with exquisite literature,
The only tools I had were my knotted fingers; a labyrinth of
impeccable tunnels in my brain; to pen down the lines; transform
my dream into tangible reality.
I had a fantasy to clamber Mount Everest; reach its Herculean
summit suspended
in thin wisps of clouds,
The only tools I had were my strong legs; an overwhelming
tenacity in my mind to set my foot on the coveted peak.
I had a fantasy to swim amidst the swirling waves; relish the
pungent spray of the ocean splashing across my cheek,
The only tools I had were my muscular arms; the exhilaration in
my body propelling me to surge forward.
I had a fantasy to scratch scintillating crusts of gold; from the
mammoth chain of underground rocks,
The only tools I had were my incongruously extruding nails; the
pertinence in my persona to keep peeling; till I found that
incorrigible glow.

I had a fantasy to drink frosty milk; sip the unadulterated elixir


with great relish painstakingly down my throat,
The only tools I had were my articulate fingers to extract the
same from mother cow; alongwith a canister to fill the same as it
oozed out.
I had a fantasy to smell the stupendously exotic; drown in its
fragrance for times immemorial,
The only tools I had were the incredibly red and redolent rose; a
pair of supremely sensitive nostrils; drawn inevitably towards
the flower.
I had a fantasy to ride on the majestic lion; caress my hands
nimbly through the beasts nape,
The only tools I had were a stick impregnated with tanned
leather; loads of unprecedented and daunting courage
enveloping my demeanor.
I had a fantasy to plummet head on from the aircraft; fly
uninhibitedly in the
galaxy of resplendent stars; before reaching the earth,
The only tools I had were conventional strings of the parachute
strapped to my
back; astronomical amounts of resilience in my countenance; to
descend like an
angel from the heavens.
I had a fantasy to voraciously read through a library of books;
profusely blend with the history of medieval times,
The only tools I had were my insatiable ability to imbibe;
crystalline and emphatic eyes bestowed upon me by the Creator.
I had a fantasy to listen to enchanting music; drift myself
wholesomely towards the most mesmerizing and melodious
tunes,
The only tools I had were insurmountable patience to wait for
the nightingale to open its beak; hollow spaces of my eardrum to
assist me grasp the rhapsody
in the sound.

And I had fantasy to philander in the aisles of ravishing


romance; burn passionately in the flames of immortal love and
desire,
The only tools I had were my mightily pounding heart; and my
impeccable yet
enchanting beloved.

41. THE ONLY BEAT I POSSESSED


The only sound I heard all day; was your mesmerizing voice,
The only color that I fantasized all night; was that of your
luscious lips,
The only objects I saw; were what you unrelentingly perceived,

The only skin that I wanted to kiss till infinity; was the one
engulfing your crimson cheek,
The only writing I ardently adored; was one that exquisitely
flowed from your delectable fingers,
The only relation that I profoundly acknowledged; was your
magnificent and
immaculate visage,
The only food that I yearned to consume; was the one already
pulverized with
your scintillating teeth,
The only scent that drowned me into waves of perpetual ecstasy;
was one emanating from your ravishing hair,
The only tunes I danced too; were the passionate clapping of
your dainty hands,
The only air I breathed; was the one rampantly diffusing from
your nostrils,
The only mantra I chanted incessantly; was your irrefutably
sacrosanct name,
The only reflection I witnessed; was the one pouring
harmoniously from your
impeccable eyes,
The only agony I felt; was saline streams of water trickling down
your cheek,
The only nostalgia I had for; was poignant memories of your
innocuous childhood,
The only shadow that submerged me; was one that radiated
majestically from
your persona,

The only exhilaration in my life; was tinkling gasps of your


vivacious laughter,
The only rest I had; were your fingers silently caressing my
forehead,
The only obsession I had; was your everlasting fragrance
sending shivers of
rhapsody down my spine,
And the ONLY BEAT I POSSESSED; was the heart incarcerated
in your chest;
throbbing turbulently the instant it sighted me; bonding me
immortally in the
invincible grip of your romance.

42. INCOMPLETE
Every cloud in the cosmos was incomplete without rain; the
water that instilled signs of life in the dead; after cascading
down,
Every wave in the sea was incomplete without raw salt; the
granules of tanginess embedded, that granted it a ravishing
aroma,
Every pearl incarcerated within the slimy oyster was incomplete
without its shine; the scintillating glow that crowned it the king
of all gems,
Every flower protruding from the soil was incomplete without its
petals; the intricate furls of crimson that inundated the air with a
rejuvenating fragrance,
Every bird soaring in the sky was incomplete without its wings;
the slender flaps of skin that engendered it to fly,
Every patch of earth was incomplete without mushy grass; the
tendrils of enchanting green; which voluptuously tingled the
feet,
Every mountain was incomplete without its summit; the
towering peaks that profoundly distinguished it from the
ordinary lumps of mud,

Every lion transgressing through the dense jungle was


incomplete without its growl; the thunderous sound that
petrifies all animals in vicinity; to the last bone of their spine,
Every desert was incomplete without its sands; the golden
crystals of slippery soil that flew rampantly in the air with the
rustic breeze,
Every star in the sky was incomplete without its twinkle; the
omnipotent shimmer diffusing from its demeanor,
Every dungeon was incomplete without darkness; the appalling
gloom that encompassed it in entirety,
Every cactus extruding from scorched mud was incomplete
without its thorns;
the acrimonious bristles; which stabbed like infinite burnt
needles when caressed,
Every snake slithering through the marshy swamps was
incomplete without
is venom; the poison impregnated in its fangs that strangulated
its victim to
ghastly death,
Every fire burning was incomplete without its flames; the
leaping wisps of
blistering smoke that wafted out as an aftermath,
Every man was incomplete without a moustache; the black bush
of hard hair
embodied stringently to his lips,
Every temple was incomplete without god; the omnipresent aura
inhabiting each
space, that created us all,
Every mother was incomplete without her child; the innocuous
infant that suckled milk from her chest,

Every heart was incomplete without its vivacious beat; the


throbbing pulse embedded that unleashed life,
And every life was incomplete without love; the person who
made it feel special; the person who made it feel the reason to
be blissfully alive

43. LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT


I didnt know who she was; what was her veritable name,
I had no idea how she looked; the most minuscule perception of
her shadow,
I was completely oblivious to the color of her hair; the shade of
mascara she

applied to her eyes,


I didnt know where she lived; the slightest of insinuation
regarding her religion,
I was wholesomely unaware of the cadence of her voice; the tone
in which she spoke,
I miserably dithered in guessing her true age; wasnt apprised
the least of the course she was studying,
I failed to conceive whether she was rich or indigent; the
hierarchy that possessed her,
I never could imagine the silhouettes of her lips; the freckles
prevalent in tandem on her face,
I hadn't the slightest premonition about her nature; whether she
was tranquil or loved to menacingly shout,
I couldnt contemplate the people she liked; the hobbies that
entrenched her life in her pastime,
I had never visualized her stature; whether she was tall or
abnormally midget,
I didnt know the rings that adorned her fingers; the texture of
the fabric that embellished her countenance,
I was at a profound loss of her words to describe her dreams; the
things which
she fantasized about the most,
I appeared imbecile when someone queried me about her looks;
whether she was
ominous as the diabolical monster; or was a replica of godly
white,
I hadn't the slightest idea of the food she liked; the appetizing
delicacies that titillated her appetite,

I was badly befuddled; at a loss for words; when quizzed about


the places she
adored; the animals she liked,
I couldnt cogitate the least regarding her hair; whether it
cascaded down till the floor; or she had it as short as a man,
I didnt know where she last came from; the next step she was
going to tread in town,
Yet when we met; banging inadvertently against each other on
the crowded street; our eyes seemed locked till infinite times;
the words I Love You; just mumbled out themselves; and we
were proud to proclaim that it was indeed "LOVE AT FIRST
SIGHT".

44. I LOVED YOU AND STILL HATED YOU


I loved your eyes for they were mesmerizing and beautiful;
globules of
empathy trickling down their periphery; the instant they
witnessed someone in
agony and pain,
At the same time I hated them for wandering around
unwittingly; trying
To explore and admire beautiful faces except mine.
I loved your hands as they were masculine and tough; caressed
through the satiny ensemble of my hair; drowning me into an
ocean of perpetual ecstasy,
At the same I hated them for inadvertently brushing across
someone in the
crowd; entwining in a vice like grip with alien fingers;
occasionally during the day in a handshake.
I loved your smile as it was delectably amicable; making me gasp
in utter bewilderment,
At the same time I hated it when you flashed the same at cocktail
parties; greeted every person on the door with it spreading
infectiously across our facial contours.
I loved your sonorous voice; the crisp yet enchanting sounds
which emanated when you opened your mouth to utter my name,
At the same time I hated it when you used the same to appease
your confederates; addressed colossal gatherings; emphatically
on the mike.
I loved your revitalizing aroma; the scent of perspiration that
dribbled profusely from your body,
At the same time I hated it; when your overwhelming charisma
crowned you the

king in the office; insatiably drifted your female counterparts in


intimate contacts with your persona.
I loved your unsurpassable sense of concern; the umpteenth
number of times of times you slept on the cold floor; for me to
relish the warmth of the fire,
At the same time I hated it; when you displayed it to others;
went out of your
way to gratify their demands.
I loved your ears; the flaccid globes of flesh dangling
majestically across your neck swaying nimbly in the air,
At the same time I hated them for listening attentively to
intricate sounds; instead of being wholesomely engrossed in
mine.
I loved your hair; the jet black strands of follicles that profoundly
embellished your scalp,
At the same time I hated them; when they blew rampantly in the
direction of
wind blowing from the opposite side.
I loved your breath; the passion it ignited when It plummeted
down the bare skin of my cheek,
At the same I hated it; when an infinitesimal portion of it struck
the earth; instead of blending completely with my soul.
And I loved your heart; was simply enamored to hear it throb
turbulently against my palms,
At the same time I hated it; as the girl next door wanted to
imprison it as badly; as perhaps I could die for it.

45. WHAT THE ENTIRE WEALTH COULDNT PURCHASE


What the entire palace wasnt able to offer; with its towering
rooms
Studded with scintillating jewels,
Was imparted by the dingy little seaside hut; with swirling waves
of
the ocean; intermittently submerging it with coats of
rejuvenating spray.
What the entire pool of water wasnt able to offer; with
mesmerizing fountains
cascading all over,
Was imparted by the miserly waterfall; pacifying the thirst of
wanderers in
the blistering currents of summer.
What the entire air-conditioner wasnt able to offer; gargantuan
coolers blowing at full velocity refrained from providing,

Was imparted by a single draught of wind; drifting with the


rustling branches of the forest; inundating your senses with a
serene calm.
What the entire electric bulb wasnt able to offer; with a barrage
of lights flickering incessantly throughout the day,
Was imparted by solitary rays of the sun; the tenacity in its fire
blazing through the corridors of gloomy space.
What the entire magic wasnt able to offer; shows portraying the
same held in
ostentatious halls; in an ambience of superfluous pomp,
Was imparted by the mystical mountain; the echoes
reverberating loud and
enigmatic through its unfathomably deep gorge.
What the entire barrel of wine wasnt able to offer; sparkling
mugs ofbeer
and elixir miserably dithered to produce,
Was imparted by a single stream of salubrious milk; oozing
painstakingly from
the belly of the sacrosanct cow.
What the entire bottle of scent wasnt able to offer; the plethora
of blends
floundered in making the aroma evoke,
Was imparted by a single rose; with the redolence wafting from
its petals
drowning you in waves of immortal euphoria.
What the entire orphanage wasnt able to offer; the delinquent
nurses deviated
from doing,
Was imparted by the impeccable mother; the gentle passion in
her palmsputting
the child to blissful sleep.
What the entire thesaurus on religion wasnt able to offer; the
sanctimonious
priests on umpteenth occasions wavered to deliver,
Was imparted by the omniscient creator; the magnetism in his
eyes; solving all

quandaries besieging life.


And what the entire wealth in this world wasnt able to offer; the
dungeons
replete with glittering gold and silver failed to imprison,
Was imparted by your beloved; that every draught of her breath
granting
you a thousand lives; that every beat of her heart passionately
whispering in
your ears to be alive.

46. BROKEN HEARTS


In order to resurrect the broken nose; one needed to perform
adroit surgery,
In order to recondition broken hair; one needed to scrub them
profusely with silken shampoo,
In order to mend the broken mirror; one needed to reinforce it
with pellucid strips of glass,
In order to remold the broken mountain; one needed to
impregnate it abundantly with giant chunks of loose mud,
In order to reform the broken sentence; one needed to harness it
articulately with coherent words,
In order to recharge the broken lake; one needed inundate it
open-heartedly with sparkling water,
In order to rehabilitate the broken house; one needed to embed
its hollow spaces with commensurately burnt bricks,
In order to refurbish the broken orchard; one needed to plant
foliated trees; embody every barren patch of soil with salubrious
seedlings,
In order to restore the broken web; one needed to let loose in it
an armory of venomous spiders,
In order to revitalize broken eyes; one needed to dip them in a
tissue drenched with tangy cologne,
In order to revive the broken mind; one needed to fantasize
unrelentingly night and day,
In order to repair the broken nest; one needed to stuff it with a
conglomerate of corrugated sticks,

In order to reconstruct the broken watch; one needed to


synchronize it meticulously with needles and machinery,
In order to reform the broken city; one needed to work in
tandem and perfect synergy to accomplish this Herculean task,
In order to rebuild the broken bones; one needed to consume
astronomical
amounts of solid calcium,
In order to rejuvenate the broken senses; one needed to listen to
enchanting music; dance animatedly under the resplendent
moon,
In order to remake broken clay; one needed to knead it
dexterously into marvelous silhouettes,
In order to reshape the broken gutter; one needed to fumigate
the fetid rivulets of sewage; under stringent rays of the sun,
In order to rekindle broken relations; one needed to live in
harmony with evergreen nature,
And In order to reinstate a BROKEN HEART; one needed to
impart it the love it perpetually desired; blend its pulsating beats
with the person whom it longed for; the entity whom it
uninhibitedly loved.

47. I NEEDED TO DIE


So that you could sleep blissfully all night; languish in the aisles
of
desire with an enchanting yawn engulfing your face,
I needed to wake up with my eyes incorrigibly open; fighting
valiantly
against the most inconspicuous of evil hovering around.
So that you could eat appetizing food; masticate ravishing
chunks of
poignant butter with stupendous relish,
I needed to sustain life on bland slices of bread and water;
remain
famished with a large bandanna stringently encapsulating my
stomach.
So that you could bathe in crystalline water dribbling from the
alps;
apply the most bombastic of shampoo on your dainty skin,
I needed to be content rolling in a slush of dirty rain water;
remained
unwashed on the trot; sometimes for days.
So that you could fly kites high and princely in the sky; tugging
the
strings ecstatically with your petite hands,
I needed to run helter-skelter in vicinity; trying to capsize all the

broken ones entangled on trees; for you to continue your


extravaganza.
So that you could play in a cool ambience of air-conditioner;
caress
soft toys and view astounding cartoons,
I needed to traverse through the blistering deserts; bear the
brunt of
disdainful sands right on my face.
So that you could wear the best of clothes; embellish you entire
flesh
with beads of glittering gold,
I needed to gallivant naked in the freezing cold; bereft of a
single
cloth on my body.
So that you could watch exhilarating pictures; inundate your
ears with
enigmatic tunes,
I needed to tear every hair from my scalp; in evolving innovative
ideas
for you to view.
So that you could laugh wholeheartedly; smile with passionate
charisma
all round the clock,
I needed to slog it out against the uncouth world; shed tears of
scarlet blood in my unrelenting battle to win.
So that you could talk loquaciously; flamboyantly announce your
presence in bustling crowds,
I needed to inevitably keep myself subdued; stay completely
lackluster and dumb in public.
So that you could fantasize incessantly; day-dream rampantly
about all the
wonderful lurking in this mystical world,
I needed to exist in pragmatic reality; transgress through a
valley of rusted
thorns; for you to romanticize in the corridor of pleasure.

And So that you could live life like a princess; rule the entire
universe with
the power of your wealth,
I needed to abdicate breath instantaneously; to metamorphose
all your dreams
into perpetual reality; O! yes I NEEDED TO DIE.

48. ONE INSTANT


One instant we were scratching wildly; deeply embedding unruly
nails in
our skins,

While the next moment we embraced each other tightly; placidly


lying
down on the couch.
One instant we were pulling our hair; almost uprooting each
strand
firmly adhered to its scalp,
While the next moment we fondled each others palms; intricately
tracing
the lines that lay deeply embodied therein.
One instant we were pummeling ourselves in the stomach;
hurling a
volley of abashing expletives at one another,
While the next moment we stared unrelentingly into each others
eyes;
drowning ourselves wholesomely into an ocean of mesmerizing
dreams.
One instant we were kicking frantically; tickling ourselves
voraciously
in the ribs; and our hands coated with piquant chili powder,
While the next moment we whispered nimbly in each others
ears; reciting
enchantingly true and passionate tales of fantasy.
One instant we were making obnoxious faces; scowling at one
another
with our tongues audaciously peeking out,
While the next moment we assisted each other in the kitchen; to
harmoniously prepare appetizing delicacies; for nocturnal
supper.
One instant we were screeching rampantly like savage tigers;
inundating
our eardrums with thunderous sound,
While the next moment we went off to blissful sleep; safely and
securely in each others arms.
One instant we were rolling in a slush of squalid mud; splashing
dirty
water fervently on our bare skins,

While the next moment we sang in unison with the nightingale;


drifted
our minds towards sedative sounds; emanating from the dense
undergrowths of
the jungle.
One instant we were brandishing swords on our bodies; clanging
them
incoherently against each other,
While the next moment we sprinkled dying plants with water;
sipping the
same gently from our hands.
One instant we were fighting like cats and dogs; banging the
pillow at
one another; till the fluff whizzed out in a frenzy,
While the next moment we kissed each other on the forehead;
applying
antiseptic creams on our bruises.
And one instant we looked at one another in sheer hatred; with
rays of
contempt emitting belligerently from our eyes,
While the next moment we confessed that we were madly in
love; prayed
to the Creator to keep us bonded in the strings of immortal
romance.

49. SHE WASNT BOTHERED.


She wasn't bothered an infinitesimal trifle; if I didn't look at the
most seductive of her form; even once in a marathon day;
preferred to view the scurrilously untamed growls of
manipulative wilderness; instead,
She wasn't bothered an ephemeral speck; if I didn't accolade her
even for the most triumphantly brilliant of her accomplishments;
leant a cold shoulder amidst all other glitterati that she was
enshrouded with,
She wasn't bothered a transient iota; if I didn't caress the
outlines of her ignited lips; nonchalantly looked the other side;
even as she burnt infinite times in the inferno of unbridled love,
She wasn't bothered an evanescent ounce; if I didn't accompany
her to the most important destinations in her life; worthlessly
engaged myself in tawdrily licking the floor instead,
She wasn't bothered a fugitive bit; if I didn't wish her on her
cherished birthday and anniversaries; spuriously pretended to

be too entangled in the process of earning money; and thereby


forgetting the priceless moments of her life,
She wasn't bothered a parsimonious morsel; if I didn't comply
the tiniest with even the most brilliantly sagacious of her
decisions; drifted on the pathways of sheer and emotional
impracticality instead,
She wasn't bothered an invisible degree; if I didn't impregnate
her glorious existence with my seeds; happily leading her entire
life with her maiden prim and trim form with great pleasure
instead,
She wasn't bothered an impoverished scrap; if I didn't query her
regularly about her likes and dislikes; thereby on numerous an
occasion trespassing against her wishes; quite innocuously and
inadvertently,
She wasn't bothered a mercurial shadow; if I didn't devoutly
intertwine my fingers fervently within hers; taking vows to lead
life compassionately united together; for an infinite more
lifetimes,
She wasn't bothered a feckless crumb; if I didn't understand and
commiserate with her for what she originally was; for every
righteous desire lingering passionately in the innermost realms
of her soul,
She wasn't bothered a diminutive fragment; if I didn't humbly
bow down to her knees; even once in my entire lifetime;
profoundly thanking her for blessing every conceivable aspect of
my measly existence,
She wasn't bothered an oblivious tidbit; if I didn't attend to her
even in the most inexplicably ghastliest of agony; took her for as
much granted as the blue bits of mundanely unending sky,
She wasn't bothered a vanishing fleck; if I didn't live up to my
promise of being a true lover; after so ardently proposing to her
the infinite vows of true love; once upon a time,

She wasn't bothered an obliterated freckle; if I didn't invincibly


mlange each of my breath with hers; as the most diabolical of
maelstroms descended upon us; unexpectedly at each quarter of
life,
She wasn't bothered a worthless grain; if I didn't embrace her
boundless propensities and passions in life; belittling them in my
obsessive whirlpool of unparalleled corporate ambition,
She wasn't bothered an evaporating smidgen; if I didn't behave
properly with the nearest of her kin; deliberately made sure that
I was not the tiniest of involved in any of her so called social
community groups and gatherings,
She wasn't bothered a pathetic tad; if I didn't take her for an
intrepid expedition of the entire planet; although was a
passenger of every flight that left the ground; than of the
scorching land,
She wasn't bothered a lackadaisical trice; if I didn't utter her
name for countless years on the trot; summoned her most
brusquely; by a battalion of uncannily indecipherable gestures
instead,
And neither was she ever bothered even a teeny trifle to know
the cause of my silence, my anger; my indifference; my
nonchalance towards her; as long as I kept giving her every
comfort of life; as long as she relished the most sanctimoniously
extravagant pleasures of life; as long as she saw the desire to
become the richest man on this planet lingering unassailably in
my eyes; as long as she kept getting her
inevitable share of money as my wife .

50. INSPIRED ME ALL THE MORE.


Don't you worry sweetheart. Your relentless kicks of ridicule
towards my impoverished form; inspired me all the more; to give

invincible fortitude to all those infirm on this planet; haplessly


deteriorating on every step they tread,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your contemptuously ostracizing
stare towards my creative fantasizing; inspired me all the more;
to evolve into a whole new unlimited gorge of regurgitating
freshness,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your unsparingly lambasting every
ingredient of my unparalleled sensitivity; inspired me all the
more; to perennially stir the chords of compassion amongst all
those with an inexplicably shattered soul,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your snobbishly ignoring even the
most genuine screams of my agony; inspired me all the more; to
lend a commiserating ear; to all those who had none else than
the walls to converse,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your unfathomable disdain towards
my writing my own books of poetry at home; inspired me all the
more; tospawn rejuvenating verse for all those miserably
circumscribed by the walls of the inevitable fodder-yielding;
robotic corporate office,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your stony silence towards even the
greatest of my triumphs and accomplishments; inspired me all
the more; to ebulliently pat my fellow compatriots; as they
inched towards their ultimate philanthropic paths in life,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your using me and every ounce of
my cherishable assets; inspired me all the more; to unrelentingly
look out for all those patrons on this fathomless Universe; who
inherently admired me solely for what I was; and as I was born,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your vindictively exploiting some of
my inadvertently acquired weaknesses; inspired me all the more;
to encourage all those flagrantly depressed; to perpetually
conquer the devil in them; with their in-born souls of divine
righteousness,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your tyrannical blackmailing me to
mollify even the most infinitesimal of your desire; inspired me all

the more; to extend my healing hands to all those sinfully


divested of the joys and rhapsodies of miraculously vibrant life,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your lividly don't-carish attitude
towards each act of my poignantly overwhelming concern for
you; inspired me all the more; to tirelessly render every
ingredient of my existence to the selfless service of all miserably
extinguishing and jailed humanity,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your spurious cleansing of the dust
over my heart-felt poems instead of reading them; inspired me
all the more; to perpetuate their timeless essence to even the
further-most cranny of this boundlessly effulgent Universe,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your envying me from the core of
your heart whilst others of your kind kept incessantly chatting of
their hubbies; inspired me all the more; to appreciate the richest
of the richest philanthropists on this earth; with the greatest of
humility,
Don't your worry sweetheart. Your viciously abusing me right
infront of my very own kin for my sheer innocence of commercial
life; inspired me all the more; to become the voice of all those
diabolically oppressed by the uncanny vagaries of the uncouth
planet,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your lackadaisically turning your
head to the direction of the dustbin at every sensuous whisper of
mine; inspired me all the more; to coalesce every ingredient of
my mind; body and soul; with the ravishingly spell-binding
landscapes of mother nature,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your finding time to read and
admire even the most meaningless piece of balderdash on this
Universe-whilst making a worthless stool of my priceless poetry
to sit upon; inspired me all the more; to recite each line of my
heart-rendering verse to the Almighty Lord in the sky,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your unabashedly devouring the
most appetizing morsels of food on this earth whilst merrily
watching me starve; inspired me all the more; to disseminate

every penny of my wealth towards the blissful fulfillment of


every haplessly deteriorating living kind,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your lifelessly switching over to the
other side of the bed -everytime I came with an inferno of
unbridled compassion in my eyes; inspired me all the more; to
inexhaustibly romance with the voluptuously igniting fabric of
the beautiful night,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your over-indulgence in every other
conceivable activity on earth-except looking towards my
passionate form; inspired me all the more; to uninhibitedly
languish on the open streets; indefatigably searching for my
ultimate soul mate in life,
Don't you worry sweetheart. Your unthinkably divorcing me- just
in order to lead a life of unprecedented luxury-seducing the
richest kings of your choice; inspired me all the more; to forever
surrender each instant of my life to the Creator; marry the
innermost tunes of my heart; which were unbreakable and
inseparable for an infinite more lifetimes .

The End