Monthly Archives: April 2016

In order to reach the stupendously astronomical summit of the mountain; you needed to break the barriers of skepticism,

In order to achieve the unlimited; you needed to break the barriers of pompously inflated ego,

In order to swim intrepidly against the treacherously swirling storm; you needed to break the barriers of curled introversion,

In order to nose dive from the realms of the clouds without a parachute on your skin; you needed to break the barriers of inexplicably lingering fear,

In order to trespass through a blanket of vindictively flaming thorns; you needed to break the barriers of trembling nervousness,

In order to sing in front of the threateningly menacing dinosaur; you needed to break the barriers of profuse timidness,

In order to put your fingers into the sharks mouth; you needed to break the barriers of insurmountable pain,

In order to beg on the boisterously streaming streets; you needed to break the barriers of profound embarrassment,

In order to drink back tears of poignant blood; you needed to break the barriers of devastating sadness,

In order to inundate a barren ocean of paper with infinite lines of supremely spell binding literature; you needed to break the barriers of inferiority complex; embedded in the veins,

In order to meditate relentlessly all night and day in front of the Almighty Lord; you needed to break the barriers of unfathomably overpowering desire,

In order to dig your own grave when infact you were blissfully living; you needed to break the barriers of greedy existence,

In order to talk like an unflinching prince infront of the prolifically augmenting audience; you needed to break the barriers of pertinently incessant retrospection,

In order to confront the unprecedented battalion of demons singlehanded; you needed to break the barriers of inevitably quavering hopelessness and despair,
In order to masticate the biscuits of obdurately impregnable steel; you needed to break the barriers of helpless apprehension,

In order to survive holistically amidst a planet deluged with barbaric wolves; you needed to break the barriers of pretentiously ostentatious dignity,

In order to breathe in an atmosphere bereft of the most inconspicuous trace of air; you needed to break the barriers of your punctured conscience,

In order to live up perpetually to the occasion called beautiful life; you needed to break the barriers of vehemently thoughtless denial,

And in order to love for times immemorial; immortally coalesce with the web of everlasting romance; you needed to break the barriers of the fluttering heart.

When twin rubber brakes of my amber Mercedes abruptly failed,
while i traversed at shooting speeds through meandering curves of the valley,
bulky brake rubber melting in acrimonious rays of the midday Sun,
the car hurtled down vacuum pores of the mountain,
diffusing into infinite splinters,
burying itself a few feet below green waters.

as i kissed the rear of a horse with fuming ends of red coal,
the tamed beast erupted loose from domains of decency,
ran berserk through fecund fields of ripened sugarcane,
tossing me high in the air for a brief discourse with God,
finally somersaulting down with bones broken beneath silky recesses of my skin.

when dirty black carpets of clouds had a brake fail,
macro droplets of rain pelted down with passionate fury,
the titanic mass of sky wept unrelentingly all day and placid night,
submerged all existing on land in lakes of fresh water,
percolating at astounding speeds through innumerable holes in my house roof.

when monstrous waves in the ocean had a failure of brakes,
they overtoppled strong ships sailing in water,
crashing with profound rage against strings of jagged rocks,
thoroughly flooding barren regions of shore land mud,
devouring with a devilish intent all in proximity and intimate contact.

when frigid brakes of my heart failed to beat rhythmically,
there was an intense pounding that followed suit,
outrageous bouts of euphoria replaced subtle ways of interaction,
i confronted her in person startling her with my piercing gaze,
mustered the strength to propose the girl i loved after years of sequestering myself in oblivion.

There was infectious pus germinating in its body,
long silken ears were flooded with tic,
forehead scalp had paltry hair standing,
hard claw nails were badly uprooted from basal connections,
a concoction of blood and water flowed from its eyes,
deep gashes lined round periphery of furry collared neck,
large smudges of dirt adorned its coat of golden brown,
dried pouches of stomach contained decayed food,
its tail which once wagged incessantly when happy,
was now bruised and withdrawn far between its feeble legs.

the same creature hissed fire once,
gave a volley of barks at the slightest provocation,
guarded the mansion at prime cost of its life,
tore apart to pieces venom snakes and unwanted prey,
slept all night cozily tucked between large gentle feet of its master,
devoured chunks of rabbit meat, gulped gallons of water,
licked all in the family from head to toe at faint rising of dawn each day.

as time elapsed, the onset of old age made it stoop,
it now lay neglected at remote corners of the barn,
gasping for breath, uttering subdued groans of agony,
it already knew death was fast approaching,
all it desired at the moment was just its favorite bowl of water,
be filled with inexpensive liquid pouring in abundance,
from the rusty hand pump a few feet away from its worn out body.

When I banged a ball of spongy rubber on the ground; it bounced a few times with insipid fervor,
Rising a few inches from the ground; displaying a thoroughly lackluster performance.

When I threw a rotund ball of solid stone on polished floor; it bounced negligibly; producing a thunderous noise when it collided,
Unable to rise even a centimeter above the ground; languidly rolling as if about to be indiscreetly kicked.

When I released a ball of pure crystal from unprecedented heights of the edifice; it diffused into infinite splinters of acerbic powder,
There was no question of it bouncing; as it reduced to complete shambles; and the loss incurred was substantial.

When I hurled a ball of obdurate leather on the silver façade of glass; it zipped through like a fiery rocket,
Bouncing with nonchalant exuberance after striking the floor; and there was a rotten fragrance of leather that disparagingly originated.

When I banged a ball of flocculent cotton on the muddy road; it blended magnificently with the ocean of dirt,
It simply refrained to bounce; and flimsy wisps of satin flakes drifted in the air.

When I banged a ball ornately stitched with a plethora of crimson rose petal; there was not a trace of the faintest of bounce,
The blissful leaves were squashed into a miserable pulp; and colored juice dribbled; forming tiny rivulets on the ground.

When I threw a ball of wet mud high in the air; it settled on the ground with a dull thud,
Umpteenth molecules of loose dirt cascaded all over; and the bounce was intensely sporadic before it died.

When I voraciously banged a ball of hot iron against car metal; it ripped apart the intricate demeanor,
Traversing at swashbuckling speeds like a fired bullet; it was too heavy to bounce and virtually sunk deep.

When I banged a ball of malevolent hatred on the floor; it assassinated alongwith itself scores of impeccable individuals,
Propagating enmity in races of mixed color; instigating rampant incidences of uncurbed violence; without bouncing the slightest whisker.

And when I eventually banged the ball of love against the most roughest of surface; it bounced as high as the sky,
Kept bouncing even after striking the ground several times;
It was the bounce of flexibility; the bounce of perpetual bondage and sharing; which had its spirits soaring handsome in the clouds; with the Creator to shower his blessings and perennially protect it.

Even if the entire world kicked me brutally in my rear; not accepting me for my aberrant behavior and eccentric way of living,

Even if the entire world considered me as an untouchable; repelling a thousand meters away from me; complaining about foul stench,

Even if the entire world perceived me as horrendously black; a profoundly appalling sight to confront with even in the blackest of night,

Even if the entire world thought me to be an imbecile buffoon; not possessing the ability to converse eloquently; stuttering miserably at every word I spoke,

Even if the entire world conceived me to be cold ice; lazily staring into open space without moving a single finger in the day,

Even if the entire world banged me incorrigibly hard in the stomach; kept me famished for fortnights on the trot under the sweltering fire ball of Sun,

Even if the entire world banished me from every religion; stripping me of my rustic attire; incarcerating each part of my body in hideously gleaming chains,

Even if the entire world laughed at me incessantly for my indigenous and village like voice; vehemently condemned me for not adhering to the norms of the supremely sophisticated society,

Even if the entire world refrained to talk to me; sneering at me scornfully for not following a spurious chain of religious policies,

Even if the entire world spat at me for growing an abysmally long beard; not walking on the roads with my arms and legs perfectly aligned and in excellent synchronization,

Even if the entire world whipped me for choosing an unconventional path of writing poetry; not marching towards office at the stringent unfurling of 9 ‘O’ clock in the morning; interacting with an ambience overwhelmingly laden with glamour and stupendous gaiety,

Even if the entire world tenaciously opposed my virtue of speaking the most bitter of truth; lying naked on the streets when I could I have easily earned millions by uttering a string of blatant lies,

Even if the entire world furtively chalked policies to defeat me; plotting nefarious schemes to over topple me behind my back,

Even if the entire world addressed me by a volley of incoherent abuse; flooding my innocent ears with nothing else but indiscriminate tunes of malice,

Even if the entire world rejected me for my stubborn ideals; ubiquitously propagating all mankind,

Even if the entire world orphaned me; shutting their doors savagely on my face with the onset of chill and shimmering twilight,

Even if the entire world stood like an invincible fortress in my way; not letting me and my beloved breathe the slightest; strangulating us with their barbaric norms and ways,

Even if the entire world discarded me like a pack of burnt matchsticks; placing me in a remote iron prison high on the summit of the mountains,

And inspite of all this; I would still be the happiest man on this earth; would feel the most blessed of all; as I had both the hands of my creator harboring me from all sides; seeing to it and immortally ensuring that each fantasy of mine converted itself into a veritable reality.

It was impossible to clap with a single palm; no matter how turbulently I swished it in the air,
So in order that sound be produced and noise be heard; both my palms needed to come abysmally close and strike.

It was impossible to run with a single leg; no matter how much passion I ignited in my eyes,
So in order to win the race with nonchalant ease; both my legs needed to caress the ground; and then sprint like a panther towards the finishing line.

It was impossible to see with one eye; no matter how far I stretched and revolved it without respite,
So in order to sight the entire universe; profoundly admire mesmerizing beauty on this planet; both my eyes needed to move in harmony; and capture living organisms alive.

It was impossible to hear with a single ear; no matter how alert I kept it all throughout the night,
So in order to catch each intricate voice existing; coherently decipher the mystical tunes of life; both my ears needed to pop up in exhilaration; hear the far cries
before anyone else might.

It was impossible to breathe with a single nostril; no matter how hard I tried to avoid being suffocated; even with gusty bellow of wind blowing by,
So in order to blissfully inhale pristine air in vicinity; sleep like a king under the stars; both my nostrils needed to suckle in breeze and blend with the ravishing night.

It was impossible to eat food from only one corner of the mouth; no matter how incorrigibly I tried to used teeth protruding from that side,
So in order to chew the most succulent of meals; digest the most voluptuous of leaf; both my cheeks needed to participate in the process; devouring food; water and sweets with supreme contentment.

It was impossible to write with one finger; no matter the infinite number of times I tried to hoist the jewel studded pen,
So in order to emboss boundless lines of literature; inundate every nook and cranny of white paper with exquisite calligraphy; both my fingers needed to dance in synchronization; race with pleasure to express their might.

It was impossible to kiss with only one lip; no matter how dexterously I tried to rub it against my beloved,
So in order to trigger off flames of desire; exult in the aisles of fiery romance; both my lips needed to move in fervor; explore the sweetness and taste of offered by
life.

And It was impossible for me on my own to evolve another of my kind; no matter how many prayers and penance I offered to the Almighty,
So in order to procreate my progeny; and keep the world forever moving; both me and my wife needed to blend together into chords of perpetual love; to ensure that the world never ended; and there was always someone at some point in time; breathing alive.

Fantasizers were born to unrelentingly dream; frolic euphorically in a land
of surreally fabulous seduction,

Artists were born to vibrantly evolve; diffuse the most poignant infernos fulminating in the profoundly mesmerizing recesses of their soul,

Businessmen were born to dexterously manipulate; shrewdly weave webs of astute give and profitable take,

Birds were born to boisterously chirp; enshroud each arena besieged with insurmountable gloom; with the passionate fervor of life,

Frogs were born to disdainfully croak; creepily bounce in remorsefully stagnant water; with a despondently smug smile entrenching their snouts,

Parrots were born to fantastically emulate; replicate even the most inconspicuous tunes; of their tyrannically uncouth master,

Kings were born to royally rule; govern fathomless civilizations with great vigor and aristocracy; like beads of scintillating pearls cascading from voluptuous sky,

Oceans were born to spray tangy salt and ebullience; undulate into a ravishingly ecstatic fountain of perpetual enthrallment,

Vultures were born to hedonistically pluck at innocent flesh; feast and have the time of their lives; on a mountain of abominably rotting carrion,

Cows were born to yield sacrosanct festoons of impeccable milk; pacify the wails of every new born organism; on the trajectory of this gregariously
boundless planet,

Patriots were born to irrevocably defend their motherland; sequester the revered soil on which they tread; from even the most infinitesimal iota of lecherous betrayal,

Stones were born to sulk in ludicrously mock silence; remain more frozen than murderously white ice; even as the world took birth and died outside,

Roses were born to disseminate gorgeous clouds of scent; rekindle the rapidly extinguishing philanderer in insensitively plodding tycoons,

Sharks were born to irrefutably rule the sea; menacingly churn their way through hordes of small fish and fiercely turbulent rafts of white water,

Rats were born to mischievously munch at tantalizing cheese; infiltrate a myriad of scornful holes in embellished cloth and gargantuan fabric,

Leaves were born to euphorically rustle into mists of everlasting yearning; propel thunderbolts of exultating breeze; which made you soar above the realms of monotonously pragmatic space,

Rainbows were born to mystically enchant; trigger insurmountable cloudbursts of vivacious nostalgia; in your gruesomely commercial persona,

Dogs were born to intransigently bark; pierce the titillating iridescence of the night; with their unfathomably rambunctious flurry of disgruntled sound,

Nostrils were born to inhale and exhale precious air; inevitably carry on the chapter of gloriously exotic existence,

But all of us irrespective of caste; creed; or color; were born to immortally love; proliferate God’s incomprehensibly bountiful planet with countless more
of our kind; be integral elements of blessedly beautiful creation; be indispensable threads and religions of; unconquerable mankind

Both of us were born only to play with each other, uninhibitedly philander in the aisles of timeless beauty and insatiable desire; behind the honey soaked meadows of the eternal hills,

Both of us were born only to discover each other; unrelentingly bond ourselves in the mists of untamed sensuousness; as tumblers of torrentially golden rain pelted mystically from the fathomless sky,

Both of us were born only to caress each other; intransigently envelop our nimbly shivering bodies with the winds of perennially augmenting passion; seductively arouse the most morbidly deadened pores of my crimson skin,

Both of us were born only to admire each other; stoop down in due adulation of God’s most ravishingly blessed creation; perpetually surging ahead in life under the carpet of golden sunshine,

Both of us were born only to share with each other; amicably exploring all the versatility hidden in our benign souls; ubiquitously disseminating the same to even the most obliviously remote corner of this gigantic Universe,

Both of us were born only to wink at each other; mischievously reminisce the most gloriously cherished memories of our blissful childhood; timelessly gallivant through the aisles of innocently unlimited fantasy,

Both of us were born only to surge forward with each other; triumphantly conquer every obstacle that came our way; to escalate to the summits of philanthropically benevolent success,

Both of us were born only to feed each other; synergistically replenishing our diminutive conscience’s; with the fruits of irrefutable truth and heavenly timelessness,

Both of us were born only to support each other; impregnably unite in the waves of unassailable solidarity; to scrap even the tiniest trace of invidiously evil from the trajectory of this fathomless earth,

Both of us were born only to inspire each other; spawn a civilization of celestial goodness on every step that we tread; diffuse our unsurpassable repertoire of
humanity; to all those disparagingly depraved of jubilant happiness,

Both of us were born only to glorify each other; weave an entrenchment of exotically voluptuous beauty; on even the most infinitesimally disappearing speck of solitude; that confronted us in our ebullient way,
Both of us were born only to defend each other; stand as an invincibly towering fortress in the face of even the most devastatingly crippling disaster; to sequester all innocent humanity from the hands of the vicious devil,

Both of us were born only to listen to each other; bask full throttle in the glory of melodiously enchanting sound; innocuously assimilate even the most minutest cadence of euphoria; from the ingratiatingly Omnipotent atmosphere,

Both of us were born only to embrace each other; interlock our bodies in the sacrosanct swirl of unending passion; to spawn a freshly optimistic tomorrow; with our very own scarlet blood,

Both of us were born only to stare at each other; marvelously decipher the infinite labyrinths of seductive enthrallment; that sprouted bloomingly from the inner most arenas of our heart and soul,

Both of us were born only to kiss each other; perennially intermingle our lips in the handsome fire of an everlasting relationship; profuse devour the sweetness of beautifully resplendent creation,

Both of us were born only to fantasize of each other; unfathomably perceiving the most exotically enamoring ingredients of blessed creation; transpiring the world
to coalesce forever; into the religion of priceless humanity,

Both of us were born only to breathe with each other; majestically exhaling and inhaling ecstatic air together; to humbly proliferate a sea of humanitarian empathy; on every quarter of the globe besieged with tyrannically uncouth commercialism,

And both of us were born only to love each other; immortally bond the beats of our tirelessly beating hearts in the winds of unshakable passion and enigma; till the last moment we lived; and infinite more births yet to come.

I viewed television for long hours on the trot,
Flickering images of the screen flooding inert regions of my eye,
I suddenly felt my head throbbing like a thousand needles,
And I shut my eyes with ardent fervor; to avoid getting blatantly bored.

I swam with zealous strokes in sapphire blue waters of the swimming pool,
Floating occasionally with my vision riveted to the placid moon,
The exuberance prevalent at the start was slowly dwindling,
And the very perception of crossing parallel stretches of water,
Rendered me feeling dreadful and bored.

I drove my parrot green automobile at breathtaking speeds,
Manoeuvring dexterously through sharp bends of the valley,
With mesmerizing tunes o music piercing me like steel arrows,
Days sped into ghastly nights; the rally was yet far from accomplished,
And I prayed fervently to god to exit from this utterly boring rigmarole.

I sprawled a bunch of dotted cards on the fur topped desk,
Shuffling them with meticulous precision and care,
With a scintillating bottle of rum lying by my side;
As the vigils of dusk took a stranglehold on day,
the once coherent images; struck me as indecipherably blurred,
twin pairs of my eyes were bored; succumbing gladly to indispensable sleep.

I chanted unrelentingly the mantra of God,
Swaying with robust energy to the omniscient personality of the Creator,
Drowned in totality with the essence of celestial rays,
Fulfilling the imperative quota of duties; towards my counterpart human being,
The ritual slaughtered traces of boredom from my life;
Reinforcing exasperated avenues of my mind with the vastness of spiritual
creation.

The kids somersaulted on the carpet green grass,
digging holes in fresh mud with plastic spade,
Whirling flying saucers that went whizzing past the blueberry tree,
Yelling at full capacity of lung whilst playing games of red Indian.
The housewife bustled through interiors of the kitchen,
Singing favorite notes of Egyptian music,
Chopping pieces of meat with immaculate ease,
Dispatching rotten eggs to safe enclosures of the dustbin,
Preparing appetizing meals of corn with slices of cold meat.
He had reason to be a proud man,
Years of strife before he climbed the ladders of success,
Now bestowed with a blissful little family,
He paced through corridors of the large balcony with the newly born child in his
arms.
All seemed to be going well,
He seemed to have struck a balance between work and perennial fortune,
Before he attended the shrill ringing of the punch button telephone,
A hoarse voice croaked, then burst into guffaws of laughter,
Informing him of death fast approaching,
As several bombs were activated in the red sedan,
Which now sped out of the driveway, carrying his twin children and wife.
He ran like never before, screamed at the top of his nerve wrecked voice,
Tall legs transporting him outside in flash seconds of time,
But for once destiny had played a cruel joke,
There occurred an earth shattering explosion,
Amber balls of fire emanated with smoke,
Pieces of car seat plummeted high in the sky,
The car spun several revolutions before settling on the ground,
He ran to the scene with premature tears welling up his eyes,
To witness the carcass of his family,
Triggered by the brutally inhuman Bomb blast