Monthly Archives: April 2016

Big Thumb

When I held it dead straight and candidly in free space; people thought I was being overwhelmingly rude and cheeky,

When I sucked it passionately in my mouth; people thought I was just an innocuously overgrown child; unfit to exist in monotonous society,

When I curled it stubbornly to form a fist; people thought I was in an invidiously wild mood to punch and fight,

When I slanted it a trifle towards the left or right; people thought I wanted a
brazen and speedy lift,

When I pressed it ardently on scintillating white paper after dipping it in sapphire pools of ink; people thought that I was illiterate; didn’t even know how to prudently sign,

When I raised it above my shoulders for incessant lengths of time; people thought that I gruesomely stranded; wanted to abscond to more blissful places than the eerie mist surrounding me,

When I folded it pathetically into boundless knots; people thought that I was disdainfully maim; endeavoring my best against crippled time,

When I tapped it relentlessly on the desk; people thought that I was peevishly irritated; desired to be left in immortal peace and all alone,

When I rubbed it voraciously across my armory of teeth; people thought I had dropped freshly from the rustic village; wasn’t acquainted the slightest to contemporary toothbrush and stringent paste,

When I hoisted it vivaciously towards my friends in times of perilous examinations; people thought that I was wishing my comrades all the very best,

When I probed it forward to sprinkle crimson vermilion in the hair of my beloved; people thought I had tied the nuptial thread; bonded myself into the swirl of sacred marriage,

When I ominously hurled in sedate atmosphere; people thought I had intentions of breaking somebody’s nose; waded back in petrified terror,

When I obnoxiously pointed it downwards towards Black mud; people thought I was in a mood to contemptuously insult; ridicule sagacious entities to inconspicuous
dust,

When I caressed it on colossal slabs of white ice; people thought that I trying to generate tremors of inexplicable excitement in my languidly dreary persona,

When I whole heartedly offered it to kids to play; people thought that I was extremely philanthropic; had this insatiable desire to help human kind,

When I twisted it fervently to capsize the pen; people thought that I was in an uninhibited spree to write,

When I engulfed it wholesomely with colored gloves; people thought that I was involved in heinous crimes; was trying to surreptitiously sequester my trail of vulnerable fingerprints,

When I feverishly bit it umpteenth number of times in the day; people thought that I was encapsulated with incomprehensible anxiety; was waiting for precarious time to rapidly unveil,

When I held it intractably against my lips; people thought I was trying to intimidate them into brutalized silence,

When I amicably waved it towards the chair; people thought that I instructing them to congenially sit and relish in fantasy,

O! My God; although it was just a short stub of fat flesh protruding from my palms; my big thumb was really something to ponder about; my big thumb was
incredulously astounding.

Bifurcation Of The Charismatic

The elliptical glittering white nutrition,
With yellow sprawled on the inside,
The fragile adumbrate shell,
With flimsy blend of color and white,
Is the best I have ever known.

The ruffled feathered monster,
With its conspicuously red beak,
The protuberance of its chest,
With the cadence of the sung rhyme,
Is the best I have ever known.

The immaculate white pearl,
With glistening sheen of perpetual freedom,
Hovering on the tenterhooks of extinction,
With the splendour of someone possessed,
Is the best I have ever known.

The hazy ray of virgin moonlight,
With the sweltering heat suspended,
The languid chunks of green grass,
Cacophonic with insipid exhilaration,
Is the best I have ever known.

The sparkle of perennial molten liquid,
Forming crevices of incongruity,
The lustrous melancholy of tumbling water,
Drifting mankind onto precipices of jubilation,
Is the best I have ever known.

Beyond Man

Beyond morbid exteriors of vulture egg; lie immaculate pearls in the shell of oyster,

Beyond frigid feathers of peacock; lie steel wings of the fighter jet,

Beyond soiled persona of bathroom slippers; lies a compactly juxtaposed shoe,

Beyond scantily fortified blades of table fan; lies the colossal silhouette of wind mill,

Beyond threadbare moulds of lackluster tin; lies ostentatious biscuits of gold,

Beyond the surreal demeanor of black ant; lies the invincible dinosaur,

Beyond dilapidated realms of broken hut; lies the articulately synchronized palace,

Beyond despicable light of the sodium bulb; lies the dazzling brilliance of sun,

Beyond scarce trickle of crystal mountain stream; lies the magnanimous ocean,

Beyond mundane display of the century old type-pad; lies the hi-tech computer,

Beyond cloistered interiors of diminutive timepiece; lies the gargantuan clock tower,

Beyond revered portrayal in exquisite sculpture; lies the true stalwart,

Beyond extravagant dreams of suffering; lies the real pain,

Beyond variegated leaves of Christmas tree; lie sprawling meadows of untamed green,

Beyond the monotony of onerous work; lies impeccable truth imbibed in soul,

Beyond fledglings of tender fur; lies the menacing panther,

Beyond petite footsteps while treading on silk; lie violent kicks dismantling ground,

Beyond pilfering minute quantities of currency note; lies the cold blooded serial killer,

Beyond garrulous talk of shrewd businessman; lies the innocuous cry of a baby,

Beyond frugal droplets of languid rain; lies tumultuous avalanches of snow cascading down,

Beyond the jelly fish fluttering in a shallow tank; lies Grey whale inhaling
exorbitantly in the ocean,

Beyond a volley of disdainful abuse hurtling rampantly from mouth; lies sacrosanct preaching,

Beyond parables of venomous hatred; lies compassionate anecdotes of love,

Beyond frivolous dispositions towards alien; lies the life bestowing mother,
And beyond sheer intelligentsia; contemporary inventions of man; lies the omnipotent Creator.

Beware

Beware of the light which barbarously blinds; without the most infinitesimal of insinuation or warning; and for times beyond a whole lifetime,

Beware of the sweetness which stealthily poisons; making you irrevocably insensitive to every benign goodness of the Omnipotent Creator divine,

Beware of the silence which unsparingly devastates; uncouthly trouncing you like a pack of frigid matchsticks; when you thought that the entire planet had come to a celestially tranquil rest,

Beware of the silk which mercilessly strangulates; catching you unsuspectingly in the most mellifluously enchanting of your dreams; and as you felt the heavens of sensuality to the most unprecedented limits in your persona,

Beware of the sand which treacherously sinks; burying you an infinite feet beneath your veritable grave; when you thought that you were rolling on paradise;
in uninhibitedly rhapsodic delight,

Beware of the ice which salaciously chokes; making you perilously gasp for every priceless breath; when you thought that the tempestuous ordeal of acrimoniously
sweltering summer had long ended,

Beware of the truth which endlessly burns; irrespective of the fact that you were the only one on the trajectory of the fathomless Universe; unflinchingly galloping on the path of altruistically blazing righteousness,

Beware of the night which satanically dissolves; evaporating you towards the coffins of hell; when you though that unfathomably voluptuous blackness was the only rhythm of your blood,

Beware of the seductress which furtively beheads; indiscriminately pulverizing you for parsimonious wads of sleazy currency; when you thought that you were floating on the ultimate epitome of tantalizing cloud nine,

Beware of the star which truculently stones; engendering you to dream beyond glittering paradise at the outset; and then perfidiously blending you
with inconspicuously belittling ash,

Beware of the dream which salaciously incarcerates; lethally trapping you in dungeons of gory hopelessness; when you thought you were the most blissfully innovative fantasizer on this boundless planet,

Beware of the smile which torturously tears; giving the most triumphantly eternal happiness of your life for just an evanescent instant; and then perpetuating you to horrifically weep for an infinite more lifetimes,

Beware of the power which morosely weakens; manipulatively making you the monarch of the entire world by hook or by crook; and then ruthlessly stripping you of even the most mercurial of your laurel; before limitlessly hanging you from the
cadaverous gallows,

Beware of the diamond which demonically impoverishes; rendering you as the most disastrously orphaned organism on this unceasing earth; even as you had the power to purchase anything on your nimble fingertips,

Beware of the brilliance which abjectly devastates; maliciously metamorphosing your delectably natural treasures; into monstrously mechanized and lifeless scientific invention,

Beware of the clarity which forlornly obfuscates; unveiling such explicitly mortifying facts of life; that transits you in a perpetually dogmatic and inexplicably crucifying haze,

Beware of the soul which wretchedly hollows; extinguishing even the most diminutive trace of your persona forever from the entrenchment of this earth;
when you thought that you had achieved the most invincible state of “Nirvana”,

Beware of the breath which baselessly kills; drowning you in a world of endlessly strangulating nothingness; when you thought that your compassionate embrace was
more impregnably interlocked than the walls of blessed paradise,

And beware of the heart which murderously betrays; bestowing upon you a life more ghastly than a countless disparagingly dastardly deaths; when you thought that you were insuperably perched on the scepter of immortally resplendent love.

Between Life And Death

Between the ominous black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze
placidly cooling the atmosphere,

Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night,

Between the summit of colossal mountain and the dusty roads; there lies the delectably gurgling waterfall; dissipating into silken froth,

Between the mammoth tusked elephant and the minuscule ant; there lies the innocuous rabbit; playing hide and seek amidst the labyrinth of bushes,

Between the bombastic Mercedes and the threadbare tricycle; there lies a bike;
zipping past the landscapes at lightening speeds,

Between the transparent mirror and mounds of abominable coal; there lies murky coins of silver; incarcerating all in vicinity with their mystical spell,

Between the stupendously exotic rose and the infinitesimal granules of free soil; there lies nimble blades of grass; voraciously tickling trespassers with their tantalizing tendrils,

Between the obstreperously screeching train and the perpetually silent valley; there lies the bubbling river; granting substantial reprieve from the agony of sweltering Sun,

Between hostile thorns of cactus and the sweet curry of pulverized sugar; there lies the robust apple imparting a voluptuous flavor the instant you masticated it,

Between the profusely embellished statue and heap of fetid garbage; there lies the succulent coconut with a pool of tangy water impregnated in its womb,

Between the grandiloquent castle and the shoddily attired iron drainpipe; there lies the seaside hut; with waves of the ocean sporadically against its windows,

Between the melodiously singing nightingale and the discordantly wailing mosquito; there lies the sly fox; whistling harmoniously in open space,

Between the pot bellied giant and the inconspicuous infant; there lies the impetuous youngster; euphorically wandering around,

Between the bird soaring astronomically high and the slithering lizard; there lies the opalescent butterfly flirtatiously fluttering its wings,
Between impeccable truth and nefarious evil; there lies the mischievous monkey playing pranks to appease mankind,

Between the sanctimoniously rich and the bedraggled beggar; there lies the common man; trying to struggle every unleashing minute for existence,

Between garish velvet and immaculate fibers of white; there lies the grey squirrel; frantically trying to search its burrow before sunset,

Between immortal love and superficial hatred; there lies philanthropic friendship; propagating its essence far and wide,

And between new born life and perilously old death; there lie sweet experiences; which add color to living; a dynamic vibrancy to breath.

Best Friend

The whole world clung to you invincibly when you were prosperous; standing tall in due adulation; of even your most diminutively capricious of achievement,
But the one who unflinchingly supported you when you were dithering towards the corridors of horrendous extinction; was irrefutably; your only and
BEST FRIEND.

The whole world clung to you unassailably when you were bloomingly beautiful; enchantingly devouring even the most ethereal sound that you; painstakingly
emanated from your mouth,
But the one who impregnably supported you when you were disastrously penurious and withering towards a gory end; was irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

The whole world clung to you when you were redolently blissful; basking profusely in the glory of; even the most infinitesimal of your drifting senses,
But the one who uninhibitedly supported you when the society maliciously poisoned each of your precious moment; was irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

The whole world clung to you when you were inundated with an unsurpassable ocean of gold and silver; overwhelmingly appreciating even the most tiniest speck of currency; that you whisked far away from your; bohemian palms,
But the one who formidably supported you when each part of your persona was brutally incarcerated in cloudbursts of devastatingly deadly disease; was irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

The whole world clung to you when you were rhapsodically ecstatic and unconquerably looming large over the planet; unfathomably willing to relinquish
their breath; at even the most inaudible of your commands,
But the one who unequivocally supported you when there wasn’t a roof to exist above your head nor an iota of cloth upon your pathetically shivering visage; was
irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

The whole world clung to you when you were incomprehensibly powerful; insatiably yearning to have a glimpse of even the most oblivious of your divinely gestures,
But the one who indefatigably supported you when the entire Universe around was savagely sucking your blood; was irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

The whole world clung to you when you were ebulliently bouncing in the aisles of paradise; profusely saluting even the most insipidly lugubrious jewel that you
flung nonchalantly on threadbare soil,
But the one who perpetually supported you when daggerheads of maniacal depression obsessively asphyxiated you from all sides; was irrefutably; your
only and BEST FRIEND.
The whole world clung to you when you were the King of this Universe; intransigently dying to hear even the most ridiculous cadence of your despicably dwindling voice,
But the one who immutably supported you when your philanthropic philosophies were pulverized to raw shit by the monotonous society; was irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

And the whole world clung to you when you were flamboyantly breathing passionately everlasting fire and disseminating majestically immortal love on every
step; clapping at even the most squeamish saliva that you spat with; languid nonchalance,
But the one who inspiringly supported you when the tyranny of fate had engendered you to plunge into the valley of treacherous death; was irrefutably; your only and BEST FRIEND.

Beneath Your Heart

Beneath your complexion which appeared blacker than the sootiest of coal; there lay an ocean of impeccable whiteness and exotic calm,

Beneath your lips which looked disastrously cracked at their lackadaisical contours; there lay mesmerizing fountains of luscious exuberance,

Beneath your eyes which appeared perpetually blind; lay encapsulated the astounding beauty of this colossal Universe; with its myriad of forms tantalizing me every unfurling second,

Beneath your hands which looked overwhelmingly indigenous and rustic; there lay the sacrosanct essence of heart rendering sacrifice,

Beneath your forehead which appeared to be more blunt than bedraggled stone; there lay a mountain of invincible ideas; which kept swirling towards cosmotic space as the moments unveiled,

Beneath your hair which looked like a gruesomely dead cat’s tail; there lay an everlasting tunnel of voluptuous mysticism; a ravishing path on which none had tread,

Beneath your cheeks which appeared like savagely squashed tomato curry; there lay incarcerated the boisterous enchantment of an innocuously new born child,

Beneath your skin which looked like buried boundless feet under the grave; there lay fathomless rainbows from the azure sky; enlightening me profusely on each bit of mud I holistically caressed,

Beneath your armpits which appeared pathetically deluged with obnoxious ponds of sour sweat; there lay embedded the most stupendously fragrant scent on this planet; tickling me beyond the realms of unfathomable fascination,

Beneath your ears which looked more bitten than the satanically ripped shirt; there lay infinite sounds lingering profoundly in this vast world; melodiously enveloping my dreary soul,

Beneath your bones which appeared to be protruding lifelessly into the atmosphere; there lay the indomitable march towards triumph; the ardor to survive in the most treacherously insidious times,

Beneath your tears which looked like a colorlessly horrendous dustbin sprawled in territories of utter dilapidation; there lay a poignantly effusive string of emotions; which wholesomely metamorphosed even the murderously ruthless into
divine angels,

Beneath your conscience which appeared like an inconspicuous mosquito hovering without a purpose of its own; there lay the most irrefutably pious ideals worshipped since decades,

Beneath your palm lines which looked perilously wrecked; there lay the most fabulously alluring destiny that one could ever have seen; an unsurpassable treasury of wealth impossible for ordinary humans to perceive,

Beneath your shadow which appeared infinitesimally timid and obscure; there lay an island of insurmountably enamoring mysticism; on which traversed every enigmatic organism of this Universe,

Beneath your fists which looked incomprehensibly fragile and dainty; there lay embodied Herculean spurts of stamina; an insatiable will to take the mantle of the entire planet,

Beneath your signature which appeared disastrously incoherent; there lay the stamp of the entire globe; the astronomically fortified impression which every entity made during due course of flamboyantly passionate existence,

Beneath your soles which looked profusely cracked like a miserably shattered egg; there lay the footprints of benevolent humanity; a conglomerate of silken roads which led to the most perfect land called paradise,

Beneath your breath which appeared foul and rapidly fading as time unleashed; there lay the miraculously magical prowess of bestowing new life; to countless slithering on their death bed,

And beneath your heart which looked uncouthly tough on the surface; there lay an unprecedented reservoir of perpetual love; which spread its celestial essence not
only this moment; but countless more moments beyond definitions of incessantly ticking time.

Beloved

In an ambience of rustic jungle trees; with their branches dangling incongruously towards the ground,
In a backdrop of colossal mountains; with their summits sailing handsomely in the clouds,
In a cloistered environment; sequestered partially from the blazing sun,
In an island of marshy swamps; inundated with a plethora of languidly drifting logwood; puddles of muddy slush bountifully dispersed,
Resides the ominous and hideous; serrated skinned alligator.

In an atmosphere of golden dew drops; shimmering vividly under the moon,
In a conglomerate of satiny puffs of sky; stooping effeminately down,
In a mesmerizing lake; circumvented from all sides by the steep valley,
In a stony silence prevailing eternally; with the only sound being evanescent ripples caused by wading birds,
Resides the redolently pink and supremely voluptuous; fragrant lotus.

In a camouflage of broken twigs; and incommensurate stalks of dried grass,
In a compactly hollow space; neatly imprisoned by slender tower walls,
In a whiplash of heavy wind; incessantly blowing in tenacious draughts,
In a congenial warmth; provided indefatigably by the bird mother,
Resides the palpable egg blended with yolk; of the hostile vulture.

In a citadel constructed of savage stone; reinforced with umpteenth bars of strong metal,
In an enclosure of acrimonious glass; scattered in hostile shards all around,
In a jugglery of iron chains; viciously strapped around all parts of the body,
In a room completely obfuscated from the most minuscule beam of light; threadbare chunks of rotten bread being the only solace for nocturnal meal,
Resides the longhaired and diabolically toothed; nefarious convict.

In the vicinity of tubular corals; swirling waves intermittently dismantling the tentacles of potbellied octopus,
In an ingratiating serene provided by the unrelenting froth; gently permeating the sands,
In an ensemble of entwined bushes; with protruding and spongy thorns,
In a myriad of rising bubbles; trying incessantly to reach the surface of gigantic sea,
Resides the scintillating and slime coated; incorrigibly virgin oyster.

In an ocean of honey; with sticky droplets of pure nectar oozing out,
In a network of dilapidated pillars; sometimes profoundly tall trees,
In direct confrontation with stringent light from the sun; uncouthly heating its periphery,
In a constant pandemonium; of cacophonic noise compounded with incoherent buzzing,
Resides the delectably boisterous and poignant; small bodied humming bee.

In a surrounding of indiscriminate violence; massacring of the impeccably innocent,
In the hearts of ruthless assassins; butchering the needy for fat wads of currency,
In a nation with incidences of rampant bloodshed; headed by a fleet of power hungry politicians,
In a world where there are nuclear wars; on the spurious grounds of caste and creed,
Resides a feeling of utter abhorrence; embedded with the perennial virtue of hatred.

In the sacrosanct walls of heaven; emollient with the scent of divinity,
In the dormitories of unprejudiced justice; profusely besieged by equality towards all,
In a land replete with mystical fairies; an immortal paradise to exist forever,
In the visage of omnipotent power; unprecedented empathy towards distressing pain,
Resides the stupendously omnipresent who created this earth; the one whom we christen by the sacerdotal name of creator.

And in the aisles of desire; languishing in the corridor of blissful romance,
In the tunnel of unceasing fascination; juxtaposed with webs of unparalleled imagination,
In a cascade of silken follicles; nimbly caressing her holistic back,
In the cage of uninhibited pleasure; drowning me incredulously in the moistness of her breath,
Resides my ravishing and marvelously enchanting; immaculate beloved.

Believe It Or Not, Part 2

Was it the seductively charismatic smile on your lips; that made me timelessly philander through the hills of; overwhelmingly rhapsodic happiness?

Was it the ingratiating titillation on your majestic eyelashes; that metamorphosed me into a profusely compassionate philosopher; incinerated the hurricane of untamed desire in my eyes; even in the heart of the disastrously deadened night?

Was it the jubilant tinges of poignant crimson on your rubicund cheeks; that tumultuously evoked me to dance relentlessly in the aisles of magnificent yearning;
for times immemorial?

Was it the scarlet streams of blood in your royal veins; that intransigently made me embrace the religion of humanity; blend with all religion; caste; creed and color alike; in invincible reservoirs of mankind?

Was it the marvelously mischievous flirtation in your stride; that made me boisterously bounce in the gardens of fascinatingly nubile youth; perpetually feel that I was that immaculately silken child once again?

Was it the stupendously enchanting melody in your blissful voice; that made me frolic exuberantly under the fathomless carpet of vivacious sky; exhilaratingly enthuse every pore of my countenance; with the golden rain that thunderously pelted down?

Was it the scintillating white in your graciously charming teeth; that made me indefatigably innovate in the lanes of blossoming newness; carve a bountiful niche of my own; to blazingly exist amidst the pack of savage wolves?

Was it the aristocratic river of silver sweat dribbling celestially down your shoulders; that made me patriotically relinquish even the last iota of breath for my revered motherland; exotically relishing every passing wind of mystical life?

Was it the unsurpassable artistry in your honey coated fingers; that made me irrefutably adore and appreciate every element of panoramic beauty on this colossal
Universe; coalesce each cranny of my soul forever with God’s endowment of wonderful creation?

Was it the unfathomably unending ecstasy in each quarter of your flesh; that made me romance in the fragrant cisterns of paradise for infinite more births yet to unveil; wholesomely oblivious to the murderously manipulative vagaries of this gruesomely
tyrannical society?

Was it the incomprehensible titillation that tantalizingly wafted from your belly; that made me wander like an embellished prince through the lanes of incredulously grandiloquent fantasy; made me unfurl into a festoon of glorious Omnipotence?

Was it the queenly island of lines on your intricately heavenly palms; that handsomely evolved every path of my impoverished destiny; made me diffuse into a fireball of unequivocal righteousness; on every step that I tread?

Was it the insatiable euphoria that drifted from your impeccable chin; that made me fantasize beyond the realms of unprecedented imagination; magnificently transformed my gorily beleaguered persona; into an ocean of honestly divine sagaciousness?

Was it the astounding innocence in your philanthropic eyebrows; that made me fantastically perceive about the most enamoring fruits of creation; march unflinchingly forward with my comrades in impregnably synergistic oneness?

Was it the uninhibitedly divine aroma in your everlasting shadow; that made me a poet fulminating even the most infinitesimally sensitive cranny of my soul; in a glittering castle of Oligarchic writing?

Was it the ravishing vibrancy in your satiny hair; that made me inscrutably wander through the waterfalls of perennial jubilation; incorrigibly dream in the cradle of resplendence; for centuries incomprehensible?

Was it the gregarious essence of sharing in your Godly breath; that made me shrug all my spurious inhibitions; miraculously spawn Omnipresent life; on every territory of this earth that I benevolently tread?

Was it is the immortal tenacity of your beautifully benign heartbeats; that instilled in me not only the ardor to holistically exist in this lifetime; but perpetually unite every sect of living organism; one and alike?

And believe it or not; even if all of the above wasn’t; I was still in love with you O! Beloved; eternally bonding every element of my life with your sacred visage; I was still the only one who irrefutably loved you; more than anyone on this planet; ever could.

Believe It Or Not

Whether you pulverize an invisibly infinitesimal worm;
or whether you torch a vibrantly euphoric commoner;
brutally alive,

Whether you squelch a diminutively pertinent mosquito;
or whether you massacre a patriotic soldiers scalp;
for sleazily placating the diabolical politician’s
palette,

Whether you pluck an inconspicuous lotus petal; or
whether you barbarously run your obnoxiously
cold-blooded vehicle over the haplessly wailing beggar
boy,

Whether you squat at a parsimoniously irascible
cockroach; or whether you ruthlessly asphyxiate the
neck of the police officer; simply in order to save
your very own existence,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
salaciously derogatory of crime; as whatever might
have been their size; shape; color; fraternity or
form; but for the Omnipotent Lord they were both
alike; as they both had exuberant life…..

1.

Whether you dig mercurially chocolate brown mud to
erect your palaces of tawdry filth; or whether you
parasitically suck even the last iota of blood from
the poor man’s skin; to raunchily enlighten your
non-existent facial contours,

Whether you smash fugitively new born eggs with your
criminal sword; or whether you treacherously extricate
the kidneys of a helpless man; just in order to
fortify the body of your already robust pet dog,

Whether you step over an petulantly infantile ant
while pompously transgressing towards your dogmatic
office; or whether you truculently strip flesh of
staggeringly destitute woman; to invidiously warm your
every winter night,

Whether you kill the diminishingly small newborn
spider to placate the impudent itch in your bohemian
palms; or whether you viciously stab the withering old
man to death; just in order to devour every single
iota of his hard earned wealth,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
remorsefully dastardly of crime; as whatever might
have been their size; shape; color; fraternity or
form; but for the Omnipresent Lord they were both
alike; as they both had vivacious life…

2.

Whether you insanely excoriate an obsoletely minuscule
seed to fulminate into sanctimoniously depraving
laughter; or whether you hedonistically snap the fangs
of the eclectic artist forever; so that there remained
nothing but abominable bloodshed on the trajectory of
this fathomless Universe,

Whether you hack a timid tadpole to the most
ruthlessly ribald death thereby releasing your
libidinous frustration; or whether you slit the veins
of the innocent prisoner; to maliciously corroborate
your idiosyncratic supremacy to the world outside,

Whether you ominously emaciate the newborn calf to
torturous death just to tease its sacrosanct mother;
or whether you insidiously crucify every element of
the gentle giant; in order to become the most powerful
organism on this colossal earth,

Whether you savagely roast the enchantingly
proliferating larvae to tantalize your taste buds for
morning breakfast; or whether you licentiously drill
the skull of the spell binding scientist; with
tumultuously torching embers of horrifically rusted iron,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
preposterously indescribable of crime; as whatever
might have been their size; shape; color; fraternity
or form; but for the Omniscient Lord they were both
alike; as they both had majestic life…

3.

Whether you aim for the evanescent sparrow’s eye just
in order to diffuse criminal blackness wherever you
went; or whether you deleteriously devoured the
unsuspecting denizens neck in a single gulp; to gorily
replenish your belly for the blazing afternoon,

Whether you poked indefatigably at the harmlessly tiny
crab just to make wholeheartedly decrepit merry with
your sick mates; or whether you tyrannically tonsured
every iota of flesh from the bereaved widow’s body; to
hold a sordidly macabre exhibition of shriveled skin,

Whether you crushed an unbelievably insignificant
beetle under your fetidly marauding feet; or whether
you murdered the irrefutably truthful messiah of
humanity; so that manipulation was the only leech that
burgeoned till times immemorial,

Whether you chopped a minutely petite snail into a
billion pieces just to profusely reinvigorate the
edges of your stagnating kitchen cleaver; or whether
you lasciviously snatched air from the lungs of
immaculate school children; to baselessly immortalize
yourself in front of the Lord Almighty,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
ghoulishly dilapidated of crime; as whatever might
have been their size; shape; color; fraternity or
form; but for the insuperable Lord they were both
alike; as they both had fantastic life.