Monthly Archives: April 2016

Dusty demeanor of the stone transited to sparkling grey,
as big crystal drops of rain fell in frenzy from the sky,
diffusing into multiple bubbles of clear froth,
evacuating streaks of dirt from morbid exteriors,
abandoning it with glowing tinges of torrential rain.

dilapidated walls of the tumble down hut transited to fortified enclosures,
as whirlwinds of silver sands struck them with brutal force,
steel grey waves of the sea deposited gallons of water,
and coconut trees shed their leafy clothes in plenty,
enveloping bare shivering walls of the coastal mansion,
with loads of compassion and benevolent warmth.

pitchers full of frosty milk transited to solid jelly,
when injected with volatile currents of frozen air,
placed on bulky slices of transparent ice,
exposed to bitter cold conditions of alps laden with snow,
the luke warm cow milk found no remorse,
yielding to vagaries of weather, magical prowess of frozen water.

hearts in tumultuous agony transited to fainter shades of sorrow,
as a person sobbed hysterically losing refined degrees of control,
saline tears rolling down his victimized cheek,
filtering colossal burdens from spaceships of mind,
releasing a flurry of emotions cascading down as salt water,
revitalizing him of the overwhelming distress and the mountain of misdeeds,
he lay listlessly sunk deep beneath.

When I was with them; I felt as if all my tensions had waded forever into thin wisps of oblivion; profoundly enthused by their smiles,

When I was with them; I felt the most strongest entity alive; ready to plunge on into the valley of brazing adventure; with both my eyes tightly closed,

When I was with them; I felt all my unfinished longings come to a celestial rest; cuddling their marvelously innocent chin,

When I was with them; I felt as if all crime on earth had ceased; profusely blending with the Omnipotent light in their eyes,

When I was with them; I felt that there were angels wandering on every quarter of the planet; fervently captivated by the captivating enigma in their persona,

When I was with them; I felt enveloped by boundlessly enthralling colors of harmony; incredulously spell bound by the immaculate melody that drifted spontaneously from their mouths,

When I was with them; I felt as if I had washed all my sins of past life; ecstatically hoisting their eternal visages upon my shoulders,

When I was with them; I felt adorned in an ocean of mesmerizing silk; watching them rhapsodically roll and frolic in the shimmering sands,

When I was with them; I felt floating in a land of surreal enchantment; as they astoundingly rejoiced in an entrenchment of their own; far away from the world
of manipulative lechery and sin,

When I was with them; I felt reborn every unfurling minute; as they blossomed into relentlessly tireless energy; exuberantly cascading into a stream of perpetual happiness,

When I was with them; I felt as if God was with me on every step I tread; insatiably lost in their rampantly innocent freedom; diffusing into a cloud of unparalleled entertainment,

When I was with them; I felt inundated with unprecedented joy; transiting back into realms of fantastically charming childhood; as they stirred the inner most chords of my heart; with the majestic harmony in their voice,

When I was with them; I felt discovering an incomprehensible battalion of excitement every instant; witnessing the everlasting newness in their souls,

When I was with them; I felt as if I belonged to the most complete family on this planet; no longer feeling that I was an impoverished again,

When I was with them; I felt all my disastrously frazzled senses replenish with the ultimate gifts of life; as they immortalized the spirit of existence with the enchantment of their hearts,

When I was with them; I felt as secure as I used too in my perished mothers lap; as they uninhibitedly embraced me; without their blood being exactly the same as mine,

When I was with them; I felt the gorgeous skies shower upon countless blessings upon mankind; as they disseminated the perennial message of Omnipresent love
and peace to the most obsolete corner of this Universe,

When I was them; I felt the most irrefutably richest man alive without a penny in my ragamuffin pockets; as I held their spotlessly truthful bodies close to mine,

For these children were the best thing that could have happened to the core of vindictively fighting earth; as I ardently prayed to Almighty Lord; to once again
transform me into a child.

Tender green tufts of emerald green sponge,
riveted firmly to fertile landscapes of earth,
dancing to sedate tunes of swashbuckling breeze,
growing at rapid paces in a blend of manure and fresh water,
feasting on nutritious rays of unadulterated sunlight,
greedily devouring tap water sprinkled at spaced intervals of time,
glowing sedately in artificial lights of sodium bulb,
submerged in ponds of placid moonshine,
a bountiful warehouse of red ant and earth worm,
the green grass meadows were a breathtaking sight,
oblivious to the vagaries of jet paced life.

Cows grazed quietly trampling the grass cushions,
Long beaked cranes nibbled at pieces of left over corn,
Wild pigs gulped loads of untreated sewage,
Petite fleshy ducks floated in tank water,
Thoroughbred horses galloped in enclosures of wire mesh,
Athletic rabbits leaped with long strides of feet,
Wide winged eagles glided harmlessly through the sky,
It all seemed set for yet another day fading,
When finally the amber ball of sun hid behind the mountain,
Encompassing the tranquil green pastures with,
Tarpaulin covers of pitch dark night.

When I was trampled by an devilish horde of menacing crocodiles; invidiously clambering upon my nimble body from all sides,
All that was left of me after a while; was orphaned bits of gruesomely pulverized chowder and stray bone; with the contours of body now unfathomably beyond the
corridors of sane recognition.

When I was trampled by a savage pack of hideous eyed vultures; cold-bloodedly pecking at my poignantly intricate flesh,
All that was left of me after a while; was a mercilessly mangled mass of veins; and an endless river of gory blood pouring from all sides.

When I was trampled by an irascible fleet of satanic ants; salaciously crawling upon even the most infinitesimally naked arena of my sensitive skin,
All that was left of me after a while; was a grotesquely irate blanket of agonizing redness; an overpowering sensation to itch till centuries immemorial; even after I died.

When I was trampled by a traumatic battalion of gargantuan dinosaurs; gnawing at my trembling visage like a cherry on the minuscule pie,
All that was left of me after a while; was a whirlpool of inconspicuously threadbare sawdust; being whistled beyond the dungeons of absolution; at the slightest puff of somebody’s breath.

When I was trampled by a limitless well of acrid scorpions; truculently jabbing their tail into my petite demeanor; left; right and complete center,
All that was left of me after a while; was a severely asphyxiated and butchered carcass; ghoulishly scaring every sagacious organism in near vicinity.

When I was trampled by an insurmountable mountain of swords; barbarically excoriating the fabric of my holistic existence; like the treacherous demon marauding in overwhelmingly gay abandon,
All that was left of me after a while; was a gory chunks of distorted flesh; the sockets of my eye ludicrously bouncing to blend with the island of derogatorily dilapidated hell.

When I was trampled by the licentiously sleazy corpse of manipulation; with the noose of disgusting lies strangulating me more vindictively as each instant unveiled into an entire minute,
All that was left of me after a while; was a remorsefully fretting ghost without even the most inconspicuous of stature; miserably slithering towards the mists of oblivious nothingness.

When I was trampled by an invidious graveyard of perniciously sinister spirits; with the ghosts of unfinished desire crippling me on every step that I intrepidly transgressed,
All that was left of me after a while; was an uncontrollably trembling shadow; that was indescribably ostracized and spat upon by macabre monsters wandering at will.

But when I was trampled by her immortally aristocratic grace; the fragrance of her spell binding righteousness infiltrating every famished pore of my devastatingly dithering body,
All that was left after a while; was an Omnipotently blazing Sun of eternal truth that not only overpowered all of the above; but instilled in me the unflinching tenacity to be reborn for a countless more lifetimes; as her celestial love had perpetually bonded with mine.

the pungent alacrity of the air strikes me,
creating quadruples of animated breath, as i pass,

luminated signboards, suspended cables,
well lit edifices, lush green shrubs,
tainted scraps of loiter, concrete skyscrapers,
flashing signals, incoherent busstops,
sacrosanct church spires, towering clocks,
gaudy exhibitions, heavy bolt prisons,
suburban railways, thick glass aquariums,
bustling airports, chagrinned cinema halls,
glittering coffee shops, nonchalant mad houses,
exquisite monuments, sporadic manufacture of milk,
disheveled beggars, unsuspecting black hoods of crime,
plethora of beaches, desolate rumbles of junk,
mammoth emergency wards, indiscreet abattoirs of sheep,
looming textile mills, stagnant pools of fetid water,
haunted carousels, brown tarts of crisp toffee,
undulating landscape, chiselled toy shops of soft plastic,
escalating perfumed fountains, low altitude tin roofs,
black wisps of hovering clouds, crimson crested pigeon flesh,
unrelenting spikes of steel wire, landlords blessed with cupidity,
infrared power stations, chunks of gaseous evading moonlight,
salubrious machinery in gymnasiums, corrugated assemblage of pine trees,
i finally switch my way homewards,
the four wheeled metallic monster probes forward,
cutting clockwise currents of dust,
the vulcanized rubber comes to an abrupt halt,
shards of glass lay all over,
metal to metal clashes hard,
creating a screeching eerie sound,
my head submerged in pools of thick grease,
sticky and red in color,
as i breathe my last breath, utter my last syllable.

Floating specks of dirt occupied drinking water,
paltry amounts of venom seemed abundant in gelatin capsule,
the tribal liquor had extracts of sedative nicotine,
sliding door of luxury car contained an impurity of threadbare plastic,
polished chunks of pure marble had reinforcements of loose mud,
rich granules of food grain were blended with sharp glass and stone,
navy blue solution of carbon ink was filled partially with chalk,
glossy sheets of milled paper possessed tinges of raw jute,
100 percent mixture of concrete had mammoth amounts of burnt brick,
gallons of consumable milk was adulterated with tap water,
finely ironed currency note lived in harmony with its fake counterpart,
natural sea water developed traces of oil and thick grease,
round biscuits of gold reflected sparse territories of faded bronze,
meticulously printed ancient literature was remixed to music album,
fertile clay mud resembled a vast assemblage of strewn insecticide,
winter caves with drooping icicles were displayed in exhibitions,
plastic exteriors of the monsoon raincoat had invisible patches of colored cloth,
a cluster of hybrid mango tasted like acid when dissolved in salivary bud,
there was inflation prevalent in all quarters of global society,
the only thing it was unable to imprison,
was the heart pumping at full speeds, nestling in chamber rooms of true conscience.

There were an infinite violently unstoppable winds; which so demonically lead you; forever towards the wind of ghastily stabbing and hedonistically sadistic death,

There were an infinite menacingly stormy seas; which so unsparingly lead you; forever towards the seas of devastatingly asphyxiating and cold-bloodedly
butchering death,

There were an infinite despairingly acrid deserts; which so aridly lead you; forever towards the deserts of uncouthly barbarous and horridly irrevocable death,

There were an infinite ghoulishly wailing spirits; which so deplorably lead you; forever towards the spirits of waywardly wastrel and salaciously maiming death,

There were an infinite torridly simmering droughts; which so heartlessly lead you; forever towards the drought of parsimoniously febrile and peevishly disoriented death,

There were an infinite belligerently blood-stained thorns; which so mercilessly lead you; forever towards the thorns of diabolically stinging and indescribably venomous death,

There were an infinite sadistically perverted leeches; which so cannibalistically lead you; forever towards the leeches of unbelievably maniacal and torturously morbid death,

There were an infinite misanthropically surreptitious marshes; which so abjectly lead you; forever towards the marshes of inconsolably fetid and vindictively pugnacious death,

There were an infinite anomalously ballistic shards; which so cruelly lead you; forever towards the shards of disdainfully livid and unceremoniously ominous death,

There were an infinite fecklessly prejudiced battlefields; which so emotionlessly lead you; forever towards the battlefields of sordidly crumbling and disastrously silencing death,

There were an infinite worthlessly obsessive manias; which so wretchedly lead you; forever towards the manias of cadaverously decrepit and dolefully naked death,

There were an infinite lethally gobbling earthquakes; which so satanically lead you; forever towards the earthquakes of hideously cantankerous and brutally squelching death,
There were an infinite criminally salacious screams; which so murderously lead you; forever towards the screams of bizarrely penalizing and treacherously obnoxious death,

There were an infinite gorily demented gutters; which so stealthily lead you; forever towards the gutters of insanely decrepit and indefatigably terrorizing death,

There were an infinite sacrilegiously gleaming knives; which so licentiously lead you; forever towards the knives of perilously strangulating and poisonously atrocious death,

There were an infinite truculently lambasting nights; which so unjustly lead you; forever towards the nights of horrifically blackened and unsurpassably devilish
death,

There were an infinite nefariously indigent nooses; which so horribly lead you; forever towards the nooses of perpetually stony and intolerably beheading death,

There were an infinite malevolently diseased curses; which so despondently lead you; forever towards the curses of unfathomably blighted and lecherously evaporating death,

And then there was just a single beat of her immortally throbbing heart; which so miraculously leads you; far away from the most bludgeoning gorges of death; and forever and ever and ever towards the heartbeat of Omnipotent life; even after you’d
veritably surrendered your physical form and died.

When I dared to touch the fiery and pugnacious ball of Sun; I got instantly electrocuted,
All the animate cells in my body got mercilessly charred; and I was decimated to a residue of finely chiseled black powder.

When I inadvertently touched acid bubbling in the dark crucible; my hands were rendered lifeless by the impact,
Loud screams of anguish echoed from my mouth; water globules rolled down my cheek; as I possessed insipid capacity to bear the pain.

When I touched red chili sprouting from the soil with my hands; there was a disdainful rash that spread on my skin,
Sizzling currents of electricity rain down my spine; succeeded by a feeling of sudden blindness in my eyes; as some of it had managed to enter the same.

When I touched bare wires of light with the rain pelting down; my body shook like a torrential volcano,
The conglomerate of my teeth chattered incessantly; and I fell down on the ground unconscious; inaudibly crying for water.

When I touched frozen ice strewn in abundance on slopes of the colossal mountain range; I felt my blood slightly freeze,
My hands went partially numb with sheer inability to move; and there was no sensation even when I punctured them with hot needles.

When I touched the aromatic elixir of petrol; there arose a deplorable stench in the air,
I was soon battling for life; encompassed in entirety by hostile flames; as someone in vicinity had alighted a matchstick.

When I gently touched the serrated green skin of the alligator; mistaking it for a jeweled fantasy island,
The beast made no mistakes; instead scrupulously dismantled my flesh from bone; before devouring me as a relishing meal.

When I touched wild blades of African grass standing tall at the equator; I felt inevitable sensations of itching besieging my persona,
Blotches of red soon enveloped my innocuous face; small rivulets of blood trickled down; as an aftermath of the raw scratching.

When I touched strongly blended white adhesive paint; presuming it to be frosty milk,
My palms irrevocably stuck to the concoction; and inspite of Herculean effort from my side; I was simply unable to free my grip.

And eventually when I touched her lips; wound my arms around her in an air tight embrace;
All my obstacles seemed to be vanquished; it was as if I was in the middle of a grandiloquent reverie; with the bond of our love growing perpetually stronger; as the minutes unleashed.

Neither could I feel the tiniest iota of thirst; Neither could I feel even an inconspicuously ethereal sensation in my lifelessly fetid skin,

Neither could I experience the slightest ounce of pain; Neither could I perceive the most remotest definition of spell-binding fantasy in my dolorously deadened brain,

Neither did I have the most transiently vanishing of desire; Neither did I feel it the slightest that I was indefatigably walking on the trajectory of this earth; greedily relishing the acrimoniously unsavory midnight,

Neither did I posses the most obfuscated of integrity; Neither did I bleed an infinitesimal trifle; even when stabbed with an infinite million knives of the rampaging devil,

Neither could I be seen by living beings celestially breathing alive; Neither could I be sighted by even the most amorphously non-existent of satanically vanquishing
entities,

Neither did I exist on holistically succulent food and water; Neither did I consume even an ounce of air for times and centuries immemorial,

Neither could I procreate my own progeny; Neither did I have even the most oblivious trace of sibling; who could address me by my meaningless name,

Neither could I ever try and express myself; Neither did I let even the most cloistered spectrum of expression escape from the heart of this fathomless planet,

Neither did I ever rise even a pathetic centimeter from my grave a boundless feet beneath mud; Neither could the most contemporary super-powers of the world harm even a whisker of my wantonly blundering soul,

Neither did I smile a fraction in the tenure of my life; Neither did an emotional tear ever escape from the whites and blacks of my eye; for a countless more births of mine,

Neither could the greatest of philosophers and saints ever understand me; Neither did the most invisible of flame rise in the sky even after I was brutally
and wholesomely burnt alive,

Neither did I relent the slightest to the most abhorrently demoralizing of abuse; Neither did I posses even the most evanescent shadow of a conscience and
the elements of truth,
Neither did I dissipate into a billion pieces when fed into the lethal grinding machine; Neither was I born out of any mother or father on the soil of this unflinchingly adventurous Universe,

Neither did I reminisce upon my past; present and future; Neither did the advancing of age have the most mercurial of impact upon my persona; as I towered taller than the tallest of mountains; even on my 1 millionth birthyear,

Neither did I have even the most ephemeral droplet of blood circulating through my veins; Neither did I have flesh at all; as every ingredient of my body was a ghoulishly assassinated and sacrilegious skull,

Neither was I ever successful in sighting my reflection; Neither could anybody ever get the most fugitive innuendo of my inhabitation; even though I galloped taller than the skies; in brilliantly unfettered daylight,

Neither did I have the most stingily decrepit of virility; Neither did I let even the most disappearing dimension of newness ever proliferate till limitless kilometers around me,

Neither had I the most obsolete cognition of literacy; Neither did I use my feet to move; as I lay suspended like a unabashedly wastrel scarecrow from the hell of sky; painstakingly crawling my way down the ladders of unimaginable devastation,

Neither could I ever glisten in the pink of mesmerizing health; Neither did I give the most inane chance to the chapters of righteousness; to perpetuate into the mortuaries of my unfathomably deathly deliriousness,

Neither did I breathe an infidel trifle till the time earth veritably existed and even beyond; Neither did any heart throb in my chest; as all that my body was composed of; was nothing but the pathetically diabolical gallows of death,

But if there was indeed one thing that I perennially loved to do; that was to scare the guts out of the last bone of your spine in blazing daylight; that was to asphyxiate you to such a death that even death would tremble to define; that was to render you forever and ever and ever in the coffin of nothingness; that was to make you realize that if you indeed believed in the Omnipotent Lord Almighty; it was simply because of me the torturous ghost who couldn’t be defeated by anyone else; but the voice of the Divine.

They made me sit on ugly bare current chair,
clasped my hands with rusty iron wire,
strangled my neck with metal plaster,
dragged my feet in boiling effluent,
tore my scalp with steel toothed combs,
pierced my nail in halves with knife,
coated my face with acidic tar,
broke my nose with gruesome fist blows,
stitched my lips with needle and thread,
engraved designs on flesh with rusty pins,
severed bunch of veins with carpenter saw,
divested me of water for long hours,
enclosed my face in jute bags,
containing an army of African wild rat,
whipped me with leather skin dipped in salt curry,
unclothed me in the chilly night,
sprayed obnoxious petrol with large hosepipes,
punctured my features to look like a ghost,
left me hanging in dangling chains,
in dilapidated comforts of crumbling roof,
i then lost faith in the reigning creator,
who put blood in my flesh, pumped oxygen in my chest,
which now converted into complete shambles,
agony groans echoing through walls of confinement,
my eyes finally closed in submission,
ending the ordeal, sealing bleeding pores of my body.