Monthly Archives: April 2016

All I Could Do!

The hatred in my eyes for her was so hedonistically blazing; that it could veritably and venomously char even the most invincibly unfathomable structure on this planet; to inconspicuous ash within just a single instant,

The hatred in my palms for her was so uncontrollably ferocious; that it could veritably and criminally smash even the most Herculean mountains on this
planet; to ludicrously infidel chowder within just a single instant,

The hatred in my shadow for her was so gorily sinister; that it could veritably and diabolically curse even the most fearless organism on this earth who came in its swirl; for an infinite more lifetimes, and within just a single instant,

The hatred in my voice for her was so insatiably demonic; that it could veritably and brutally deafen even the most unstoppably cold-blooded thunderstorms on this planet; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my arms for her was so unrelentingly barbarous; that it could veritably and murderously pulverize even the most invincible stone walls on this planet; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my blood for her was so intractably acrimonious; that it could veritably and hideously asphyxiate even the most impregnably uninhibited of atmospheres on this planet; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my tongue for her was so indefatigably lethal; that it could veritably and satanically condemn even the most righteous man on this planet towards the vituperative gallows of death; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my skull for her was so nefariously untamed; that it could veritably and ferociously bang even the most insuperable walls on this planet to pathetic extinction; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my teeth for her was so unbearably delirious; that it could veritably and horrifically squelch even the most obdurate on this planet into ephemerally ludicrous nothingness; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my bones for her was so inexorably untiring; that it could veritably and sadistically cause any organism on this planet to incessantly yelp in inexplicable pain; with just a single nudge; and within just a single instant,

The hatred in my feet for her was so abominably perverted; that it could veritably and sacrilegiously kick even the most amazing superpowers on this planet to the mortuaries of non-existence; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my spine for her was so irretrievably intolerable; that it could veritably and devastatingly crunch even the most ominously blood-stained thorns on this planet to wholesome extinction; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my nails for her was so uncouthly tormenting; that it could veritably and carnivorously make even the most audaciously toughened skins on this planet unstoppably bleed; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my mouth for her was so vindictively unprecedented; that it could veritably and tyrannically gobble even the most pugnaciously treacherous battlefields on this planet; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my nostrils for her was so unsurpassably demented; that it could veritably and truculently exhale the spell of death upon even the most fearless
of organisms on this planet; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my brain for her was so torturously unceasing; that it could veritably and profanely devastate even the most fathomless civilizations on this planet with unparalleled genius; and within just a single instant,

The hatred in my soul for her was so reproachfully blood-curling; that it could veritably and parasitically jinx even the most peerlessly truthful dimensions of this planet; within just a single instant,

The hatred in my heart for her was so unforgivably inconsolable; that it could veritably and forever destroy and poison even the most perpetually bonding
relationships on this planet; within just a single instant,

But it was really amazing! That inspite of all this; whenever she came infront of me; all I could do was fall in unlimitedly spell bound stupor upon her dainty feet; all I could do was timelessly admire every aspect of her effulgent persona as if the most
unconquerable of Kings were accolading the queens; all I could do was propose each beat of my passionately throbbing heart to her and say I Love You.

All Hunger Quenched By Rain

Meteors shot from crystal clear sky mass,
leaped down the galaxy at the onset of twilight,
diffusing finally into fluorescent molecules of shiny light.

parrot green buds ripened on live branches of oak tree,
bushy squirrel flesh kissed umpteenth spots in the hollow trunk,
the living pores of hard wood cried,
when scientists passed spasmodic currents of electricity.

the cows bathed in a cascade of chilly ice-cream,
waded their path through paths of thick curry,
leaving trails of footprints triangular in pattern,
coating their white skin with blotches of clay mud.

the sparrows chirped enchanting rhymes in unison,
hoisted fine threads of bamboo sticks to their place of dwelling,
constructing warm network of crisscrossed twigs,
laid round white pearls of egg with nourishing yolk.

there was thunder accompanied with streaks of lightning,
the shooting stars had fallen hours ago,
soft balls of clouds clashed mercilessly,
parched cracks of earth eventually separated,
to devour hungrily torrential sheets of pelting rain.

All Day And Night

The deserts waited all day and night; for fat globules of mesmerizing rain; crystalline streams of water to pacify their overwhelmingly parched belly,

The dog waited all day and night; for a meaty chunk of bone; masticating the sumptuous meat to appease the pangs of hunger thunderously knocking his tiny
stomach,

The ocean waited all day and night; for the rampant maelstrom; swirling its vivacious waves high and handsome towards the sky; clashing with stupendous passion against the black chain of rocks,

The beggar waited all day and night; for that inevitable rush of swanky cars; desperately anticipating a flurry of shimmering coin to cascade into his hollow bowl,

The camel waited all day and night; for a thorny shrub to appear before its eyes; perennially rest on dry soil; painstakingly chewing the thorns of its choice,

The shark waited all day and night; for a gigantic ship to sail above its head; so that it could satanically pulverize innocent flesh in its jaws; wretchedly overturning the boat without the slightest of thought or respite,

The valley waited all day and night; for a deafening echo; producing an eerie sound that horrendously jolted the entire planet,

The snow waited all day and night; for blistering sunshine; perpetuating into streams of divinely water; basking in the glory of compassionate warmth and velvety grace,

The doctor waited all day and night; for the speedy recovery of his patients; incessantly praying to the Creator to cure them of inexplicable pain,

The lizard waited all day and night; for a festoon of mosquitoes; greedily gobbling them with untamed relish and unprecedented gusto,

The shoe waited all day and night; for its master to adorn it; audaciously kick it in free space; to generate colossal draughts of exuberant breeze,

The dungeons waited all day and night; for the most minuscule ray of light; illuminating its dreary caricature with astoundingly optimistic beams of
boisterous brightness,

The lips waited all day and night; for an incomprehensibly mystical kiss; triggering waves of vibrant euphoria in their ardently starved and pinkish persona,
The mother bird waited all day and night; for her innocuous cluster of eggs to hatch; the manifestation of her very own blood to soar uninhibitedly through the open sky,

The soldier waited all day and night; for his country to indispensably win; penalize the perilous traitors to the most unfathomable degree; for spreading violent terror in his blissful territory,

The cow waited all day and night; for meadows of bountifully green grass; slowly ambling with its irrefutably sacrosanct form through the carpet of sedate soil,

The bomb waited all day and night; for someone to release its menacingly glistening pin; for it murderously explode into a fountain of unsurpassable devastation,

The writer waited all day and night to be ubiquitously recognized by the world; harmoniously propagate the essence of his work to masses far and distant on this
earth,

The dreadfully empty coffin waited all day and night; for a person to breathe his last; occupy its interiors as it savagely sank down to unimaginable depths beneath soil,

And my heart waited all day and night; for the girl of my dreams to say ‘I love you’; jump infinite feet far from its imprisoned chest; to profoundly bond with the chords of immortal love; the chords of immortal romance.

All Blood Is Red. All Bones Are White. All Sweat Is Golden. For It Is Not The Color Of Our Skins, But The Spirit Within.

There might exist eyes; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this fathomlessly eclectic Universe,

There might exist hair; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this boundlessly virile Universe,

There might exist skin; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this mystically resplendent Universe,

There might exist lips; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this unbelievably emollient Universe,

But. All blood is Immortally Red; All bones are Symbiotically White. All sweat is Perseveringly Golden. For it is not the color of our spuriously shriveled skins; but the Omnipotently inexhaustible spirit to live and let live; which is perpetually sacred within.

1.

There might exist eyelashes; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this handsomely majestic Universe,

There might exist desires; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this triumphantly effulgent Universe,

There might exist victory; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this pristinely priceless Universe,

There might exist fantasy; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this magically mitigating Universe,

But. All blood is Poignantly Red; All bones are Celestially White. All sweat
is Holistically Golden. For it is not the color of our sporadically extinguishing skins; but the regally Omnipresent spirit to live and let live; which is perpetually sacred within.

2.

There might exist noses; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory
of this ecstatically mesmerizing Universe,
There might exist destiny lines; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of this brilliantly undaunted Universe,

There might exist eyebrows; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this unceasingly proliferating Universe,

There might exist brains; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this miraculously blessed Universe,

But. All blood is Unitedly Red; All bones are Impeccably White. All sweat is
Timelessly Golden. For it is not the color of our penuriously squeamish skins; but the insuperably Omniscient spirit to live and let live; which is perpetually sacred within.

3.

There might exist shadows; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this victoriously gargantuan Universe,

There might exist freedom; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this unflinchingly intrepid Universe,

There might exist melody; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this perennially virgin Universe,

There might exist beauty; in an infinite shades and shapes on the trajectory of
this unconquerably unfettered Universe,

But. All blood is Inimitably Red; All bones are Heavenly White. All sweat is Gloriously Golden. For it is not the color of our intermittently wailing skins; but the unsurpassably untamed spirit to live and let live; which is perpetually sacred within.

All Blood Is Passionate Red.

You might ruthlessly extract it from people of different Heights from all across this fathomlessly brilliant Universe; cynically pulverizing their intricately blessed veins,

You might sadistically extract it from people of different Weights from all across this boundlessly benign Universe; cadaverously slicing through their astoundingly sensitive veins,

You might unsparingly extract it from people of different Nationalities from all across this timelessly resplendent Universe; brutally rummaging through their inimitably divine veins,

You might lecherously extract it from people of different Skin Colors from
all across this limitlessly unceasing Universe; disastrously excoriating through their non-invasively bountiful veins,

You might hideously extract it from people of different Ideals from all across this wonderfully philanthropic Universe; tawdrily biting through their redolently symbiotic veins,

You might demonically extract it from people of different Sensitivities from
all across this pricelessly indefatigable Universe; cannibalistically ripping through their jubilantly sculptured veins,

You might hideously extract it from people of different Demeanors from all across this endlessly blossoming Universe; atrociously ripping through their daintily innocuous veins,

You might tyrannically extract it from people of different Beliefs from all across this tirelessly spectacular Universe; parasitically sucking it from their beautifully nubile veins,

You might hedonistically extract it from people of different Brains from all
across this indefatigably glorious Universe; wantonly nibbling through
their poignantly unfettered veins,

You might chauvinistically extract it from people of different Communities from all across this pungently ecstatic Universe; criminally slandering through
their unbelievably ebullient veins,

You might treacherously extract it from people of different Intuitive Instinctiveness from all across this triumphantly unsurpassable Universe; despicably burrowing through their serenely shimmering veins,
You might vengefully extract it from people of different Muscle Power from all across this amazingly inscrutable Universe; vindictively victimizing through
their placidly holistic veins,

You might sinfully extract it from people of different Corneal Shades from
all across this victoriously effulgent Universe; monstrously trespassing through
their wonderfully untainted veins,

You might barbarously extract it from people of different Personalities from
all across this inexhaustibly synergistic Universe; blasphemously plundering through their innocuously humble veins,

You might carnivorously extract it from people of different Artistries from all across this unfathomably majestic Universe; devilishly eating through their emolliently unbridled veins,

You might ignominiously extract it from people of different Determinations
from all across this pristinely spell-binding Universe; venomously pilfering through their eclectically nimble veins,

You might lasciviously extract it from people of different Continents from all across this philanthropically unlimited Universe; unabashedly digging through
their splendidly priceless veins,

You might indiscriminately extract it from people of different Religions from all across this beautifully luminescent Universe; deplorably bombarding through their immaculately unhindered veins,

But eventually you’d find that from everywhere that you had heartlessly extracted; the color of blood was solely red; red and an irrefutable passionate red; and it was impossible for you to trace back its individual origin once you amalgamated the same into an unassailably united mass,

For if it was the Omnipotent Almighty Creator who had decided that all blood
on this boundless earth was; is; and irrespective of caste; creed; status and race would forever remain red; then who the hell were you inconspicuous molecular man; who wanted to sleazily divide God’s eternally united earth into an infinite parts of prejudice; war and hatred; who the hell were you to worthlessly discriminate?

All A Person Could Take Beneath His Grave

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the perennial love that he’d generated; by compassionately uniting two miserably jilted hearts in the threads of ubiquitously endless romance,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the bountiful love that he’d generated; by standing like an unflinching wall between mother nature and ghastly human kind; and saving it from even the most infinitesimal of heinous scratch,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the magical love that he’d generated; by tirelessly melanging every caste; creed; color and tribe under the flaming Sun; into the religion of pricelessly unconquerable humanity,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the redolent love that he’d generated; by altruistically teaching every fraternity of humanity; that the true essence of all life was benign simplicity,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the triumphant love that he’d generated; by forever trouncing the malady of abhorrent lies; with the sword of his unfettered truth,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unparalleled love that he’d generated; by giving his name to all those born miserably orphaned; adopting them as his very own kin and children for an infinite lifetimes,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the rhapsodic love that he’d generated; by feeding countless a brutally famished stomach; royally replenishing impoverished need with the inevitable fodder for life,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the ubiquitous love that he’d generated; by saving wondrously innocent and enchanting life; from the venomously unsparing
curse of ghoulish war,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the celestial love that he’d generated; by perpetuating the sky of selfless peace; in every of those organism trying to demonstrate superiority via cold-blooded nuclear war,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the immeasurable love that he’d generated; by becoming the sole voice of those indescribably oppressed; fighting till his last breath to secure them timeless justice,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the astounding love that he’d generated; by enlightening every conceivable space on this planet; with the songs of eternally fructifying compassion,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unsurpassable love that he’d generated; by spending every moment of his life with those incurably sick and suffering; acting as their sole brethren when the entire world had left them to sulk and die,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the impregnable love that
he’d generated; by writing an infinite lines of miraculously ameliorating poetry; all for the betterment of living kind and for majestically depicting even the most inconspicuously glorious of its emotions,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the interminable love that he’d generated; by sacrificing even his very own kin and closest family; if they were amongst those who transgressed against the fabric of brotherhood,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unbelievable love that he’d generated; by handsomely educating; befriending and further patronizing the girl child; just like
any other ordinary boy,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the undying love that he’d generated; by miraculously illuminating the dullest fragment of canvas; with every conceivable shade of nature’s unlimited paradise,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the magnanimous love that he’d generated; by donating every single ingredient of his wealth and blood; to all those without even a roof on their head to survive,

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the indefinable love that he’d generated; by becoming the walking stick of every old man and woman; seeking their blessings further to reinvigorate all mankind,

And all a person could take beneath his grave; was the immortal love that he’d generated; by uniting every beat of his passionate heart; forever and ever and ever with the strings of everlastingly blossoming humanity.

Alive As A Ghost

Even though I was in the heart of a crucial business meeting; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her immaculately ravishing eyes; the glow that immortalized their stupendous glory; beyond the corridors of eternity,

Even though I was in the center of the acrimonious battlefield; with arrows and bullets venomously ricocheting from all sides; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her voluptuously smiling lips,

Even though I was eating my meal after a thousand days; desperately trying to rejuvenate my drearily dried intestines; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her celestially tinkling and inscrutable feet,

Even though I was trespassing over a dungeon of hideously lethal reptiles; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except the compassionate warmth which diffused poignantly from her philanthropic palms,

Even though I was being brutally thrashed with barbaric glass; each pore of my skin bleeding towards submission; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her tantalizingly slender neck; which made me insatiably wild,

Even though I was thrown uncouthly from the aircraft; without a parachute strapped on my back; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her charismatically alluring eyelashes,

Even though I was given poison to drink; with each iota of the diabolical liquid treacherously forced into my tiny throat; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except the insurmountable titillation of her majestic belly,

Even though I was scorching miserably; orphaned till times beyond infinity in the midst of the heinously sweltering desert; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her mystically enchanting and incredulously enthralling shadow,

Even though I had a few seconds left before being pulverized by the satanic dinosaur; as his preposterously pernicious form closed upon my chest; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her voluptuously rubicund cheeks,

Even though I was tossed like a matchstick in the sky; after a deadly juggernaut of trucks collided head on with my ribs; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her magnanimously benevolent stride,

Even though I was indiscriminately tyrannized as a slave; lecherously forced to lick the saliva of my master as he vomited pools of it with every sneeze; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her ingratiatingly melodious voice,

Even though I was ripped apart into a countless halves by the savagely speeding tornado; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her tumultuously
rhapsodic freedom; the supreme enchantment in her eyes,

Even though I was whipped with waves of despicable desolation; with all the richness of this planet kicking me like a piece of adulterated shit; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her vivaciously bouncing hair,

Even though I was gruesomely burnt alive; with the conventionally murderous society hurling every ounce of petrol in their dwellings upon my impoverished form; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else except her unbelievably rosy and delectable tongue; the gorgeous cadence that wafted from her voice,

Even though I was sinking to the bottom of the gargantuan ocean; with a fleet of rebellious shark darting at whisker lengths from my body; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her seductively charming adams apple,

Even though I was being absorbed by the island of flagrantly devastating hell; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her exquisitely embellished and artistic fingers,

Even though I was being ruthlessly asphyxiated with threadbare rope; a horde of criminals trying their best to slit every portion of my throat; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except her astoundingly dangling and surreally fantastic
earlobes,

Even though I was staggering on each path of life; licking dust even before I could alight a single foot of mine; I still couldn’t fantasize about anything else; except the tumultuously fiery breath that cascaded beautifully from your nostrils,

And even though I had died centuries ago; without a single trace of me or my rudiments now to be found on this boundlessly majestic Universe; I still couldn’t
fantasize about anything else except her passionately immortal heartbeats; her immortal love that had kept me ebullient and alive; even as an insipid ghost.

Alive

If I perceived myself as a king; then I was indeed perched on the embellished throne; with a festoon of diamonds glittering royally by my side,

If I perceived myself as a panther; then I was indeed the menacing beast on the jungle; trampling rampantly through the dense undergrowths; paving my own
inimitable way,

If I perceived myself as a mountain; then I was indeed the summit shimmering magnificently under the flamboyant rays of Sun,

If I perceived myself as a peacock; then I was indeed a pompous bird; blossoming my armory of vivacious feathers ingratiatingly towards the sky,

If I perceived myself as a beggar; then I was indeed the ragamuffin spreading my hands abominably on the streets; waiting for those indispensable coins of currency to flood my scared and impoverished hands,

If I perceived myself as a duck; then I was indeed the appeasingly dimpled monster; floating on the serene surface of tepid water,

If I perceived myself as an infinitesimal speck; then I was indeed the diminutive mosquito; irascibly buzzing around the divinely asleep eardrum,

If I perceived myself as the fortified castle; then I was indeed the invincible walls of iron which shrugged off the most mightiest of attack with nonchalant ease,

If I perceived myself as the grandiloquent Sun; then I was indeed the fountain of mesmerizing rays that illuminated every cloistered cranny of earth,

If I perceived myself as a criminal; then I was indeed the satanic hoodlum intransigently bent upon devastating blissful mankind,

If perceived myself as dumb; then I was indeed bereft of words and speech; stood like a retarded lunatic when infact I had a fathomless treasury of eloquence embedded in my soul,

If I perceived myself as a tear; then I was indeed disdainful depression insurmountably augmenting by the unveiling second,

If I perceived myself as a magician; then I was indeed the astoundingly inexplicable conjurer; metamorphosing all chunks of bland mud into biscuits of gold,

If I perceived myself as garbage; then I was indeed the pile of horrendously fetid sewage; lying dilapidated and decaying to rot,

If I perceived myself as a cloud; then I indeed a surreally fabulous fantasy; pelting down showers of flirtatious romance,
If I perceived myself as a needle; then I was indeed the minuscule strand of metal disgustingly poking people in their ribs,

If I perceived myself as darkness; then I was indeed a perpetually solitary ambience; enveloped from all sides by inevitably bizarre grief,

If I perceived myself as sick; then I was indeed suffering from astronomically high fever; with my forehead blazing more than blistering embers of sizzling fire,

If I perceived myself as happy; then I was indeed exuberant; embracing the absolute pinnacle of prosperity uninhibitedly with both arms,

If I perceived myself as a shark; then I was indeed the preposterously huge monster; ready to rip apart innocuous personalities into infinite bits of their
original form,

If I perceived myself as fearless; then I was indeed valiantly doughty; ready to confront the most deadliest of catastrophe; without flinching or faltering the slightest,

If I perceived myself as sheep; then I was indeed the fleet footed and daintily nimble animal; celestially existing amongst boundless of my kind,

If I perceived myself as love; then I was indeed a messiah profusely dedicated to propagating its different forms; to far and distant across this colossal Universe,

If I perceived myself as hatred; then I was indeed deceitful anecdotes of malice; snapping the cherished essence of sacrosanct life,

If I perceived myself as truth; then I was indeed an irrefutable idol of honesty; assisting countless individuals trapped in the dungeon of salacious lechery; with optimism seeming an overwhelmingly far cry,

If I perceived myself as ugly; then I was indeed the unfortunate possessor of distorted features; with every organ of my body gruesomely placed and
repugnantly grotesque,

If I perceived myself as beautiful; then I was indeed gorgeous; with my lips portraying that voluptuously pink and robust tinge,

If I perceived myself as a blabber mouth; then I was indeed an inexorably talkative individual; chattering tirelessly all throughout the day and for marathon
hours of the sultry night,

If I perceived myself as a volcano; then I was indeed a fulminating stream of lava; erupting out with brute force from the compassionate belly of soil,

If I perceived myself as a bee; then I was indeed a rambunctiously chattering fly; profoundly engrossed in evolving pools of golden honey,
If I perceived myself as poignantly piquant; then I was indeed the ardent granules of spicy salt; which the swirling waves of the ocean flung with an
insatiable intensity upon the shores,

If I perceived myself as blind; then I was indeed without sight; stumbling pathetically on each pebble that came my way; inspite of having emphatic eyes,

If I perceived myself as unlucky; then I was indeed the man with a stone touch; converting each thing I caressed into rock hard boulder; when infact the stars
that shone on my birth were those befitting a prince,

If I perceived myself as thunder; then I was indeed streaks of electric silver lightening ready to strike ground & tremendously terrorize,

If I perceived myself as a candle; then I was indeed the uncertainly flickering flame; deluging the dreary ambience with a beam of vibrant hope and light,

If I perceived myself as a pig; then I was indeed the incomprehensibly fat and greedy beast; ready to gobble virtually whatever that I could lay my hands upon,

If I perceived myself as a fruit; then I was indeed a rubicund sapling; ready to placate the gluttony of those who indispensably wanted food,

If I perceived myself as a reflection; then I was indeed an ethereally appearing shadow; which cropped up in brightness and vanished completely
with dolorously Black light,

If I perceived myself as a bone; then I was indeed a dreadful skeleton; with absolutely not the tiniest trace of energy left in my countenance,

If I perceived myself as smile; then I was indeed an entity wholesomely blended with joy; basking in the unprecedented glory of pure ecstasy,

If I perceived myself as dead; then I was indeed buried unfathomable feet beneath soil; despite having my heart palpitating violently beyond
the boundaries of life,

And if I perceived myself as living; then I was indeed having life; irrespective of the unsurpassable battalion of hurdles that confronted me in my way; raring to ubiquitously spread the wonderful essence of my breath; raring to ubiquitously spread the most sacred word of all; called alive.

Aids Doesn’t Kill. Your Attitude Kills.

Compassionately shaking hands with them; wont in anyway enshroud every ingredient of your blood with the most unforgivably cancerous of disease; wont in anyway annihilate you forever and ever and ever from the trajectory of this fathomless Universe,

Profusely intermingling your shadow with theirs; wont in anyway diminish you beyond the threshold of disparagingly dolorous oblivion; wont in anyway obfuscate your integrity with the clouds of tawdry salaciousness,

Tirelessly talking with them; wont in anyway make you the most delinquently inferior organism on this boundless earth; wont in anyway char your inimitably distinctive identity,

Amiably kissing them on their rubicund lips; wont in anyway evaporate every ounce of immunity from your body; wont in anyway transform you into the most treacherously cursed entity alive,

Uninhibitedly fondling their silken hair; wont in anyway jinx you with even
the most infinitesimal parasite on this limitless earth; wont in anyway trounce you to your dolorously fetid grave,

Mischievously nibbling at their innocuous ears; wont in anyway numb each of your senses to even the tiniest trace of sound; wont in anyway engulf each brilliant day of yours with hopelessly asphyxiating blackness,

Jubilantly adventuring with them in the inscrutable forests; wont in anyway sap you of untamed powerhouse of effulgent energy; wont in anyway make you an impotent pinch of mud fretting for an infinite lifetimes,

Profoundly staring into the whites of their impeccable eyes; wont in anyway blind you forever from every conceivable iota of pleasure and panoramic light; wont in anyway pulverize you into inanely impoverished nothingness,

Eclectically sketching their harmlessly nimble silhouette; wont in anyway vengefully deteriorate you into a pool of insipid nothingness; wont in anyway render you as the most ignominiously slandered artist alive,

Holistically eating with them in the same bowl; wont in anyway metamorphose
you into an ocean of endlessly lambasting tears; wont in anyway inundate the walls of your stomach with venomously aggrieved poison rather than the celestial fruits of the Creator Divine,

Unflinchingly entwining your fingers into theirs; wont in anyway horrendously deplete you of every ounce of your strength; wont in anyway impede you from symbiotically coalescing with the rest of eternally fructifying living kind,

Sleeping impregnably close to them to shelter them at night; wont in anyway grant you a place in the most vindictively unsparing of hell; wont in anyway prematurely bury you a countless feet beneath your veritable grave,

Flirtatiously tickling their nubile skin; wont in anyway hang you upside down in the most brilliantly blazing of Sunlight; wont in anyway seal every other synergistically untainted option for you in the chapter of resplendent life,

Wholeheartedly embracing them as one of your own kin; wont in anyway perpetuate in you the germs of the most ominously tyrannical of disease; wont in anyway render you satanically crippled for the remainder of your life,

Affably conserving each droplet of their golden sweat in your palms; wont in anyway erase the spell binding destiny lines of your existence; wont in anyway proclaim you as a preposterously shameful misfit for the fabric of society,

Altruistically applying the balm of humanity on their inexplicable wounds; wont in anyway assassinate every bit of harmonious knowledge that you had so wonderfully assimilated since the first cry of birth; wont in anyway torment you even after you died,

Uninhibitedly drinking water from their unfinished glass; wont in anyway transform every ingredient of your Omnipotent blood into unbearably vindictive venom; wont in anyway truculently slain the royal seeds of virility from your endowed life,

Unceasingly enlightening them with the magical artistry in your persona; wont in anyway endanger even the most diminutive shade of existence on the perennial planet; wont in anyway transform you into a sinful eunuch wailing the last words of your life,

Unassailably blending every breath of yours with theirs; wont in anyway defeat you the slightest in any philanthropic quest of your blessed life; wont in anyway abruptly snap the fangs of your miraculously proliferating existence,

Immortally bonding every beat of your heart with theirs; wont in anyway make you the most abhorred criminal of this globe; wont in anyway metamorphose every definition of true love into sadistically betraying hatred,

Paradoxically; whereas doing all the above things with them wont in anyway harm you the tiniest; but their not receiving the same from you would definitely make them die the most ghastliest of death; a death which would not be a result of their suffering from HIV/AIDS, but an extinction which would be the most horrifically gruesome; a death which would be the most perpetually criminal; caused due to opprobrious disdain and neglect by you; you and only you; who was none other than their uncaring fellow human kind.

Agony In Bathroom

The newspaper was soiled with moisture and dirt,
long strands of my hair lay thoroughly dismantled,
perfumed cloth of shirt was soaked in pools of sweat,
the nylon vest clung tightly to my broad chest frame,
beads of water trickled down bushy eyebrows,
smudges of condensed vapour adhered to the crystal mirror,
i could see an army of red ant transporting grain,
twin cuckoo birds flying with small pieces of twig and broken straw,
large tablets of carbolic, disinfectant, colored shampoo liquid camouflaged me from the world,
a solid teak door concealed me from embarrassing gaze,
stingy draughts of air blew from the partially open vent,
hordes of mosquito stung ripe areas of my flesh,
lazy flies buzzed incessantly in the hollow ambience of my eardrum,
my body perspired like torrential rain pelting down,
crisp noises of newspaper shuffling emanated as I read.

there was a shining chain suspended from the roof,
tickling sensitive areas of my nostril,
the minute i anticipated had finally arrived,
the painstaking agony was now on the verge of conclusion,
it was now conducive to flush away the accumulated debris,
consisting of foul Chinese matter which i had consumed the previous night,
i pulled the chain with all my existing might,
gushing rivulets of water flushed the dirt,
infinite bowels in my intestine were now rendered clean,
as i emitted a sigh of relief, a hearty thanks to the Creator,
stripped of natural reserves of energy,
I stepped out of the disdainful interiors of my bathroom.