Monthly Archives: April 2016

When there was appetizing fruit placed on a plate of scintillating silver; I
didn’t feel like eating,
I was a trifle too busy contemplating the price of the plate; though there was
nothing wrong with the food.

When I was served immaculately ravishing noodles on a plate of pure gold; I
didn’t feel like eating,
I was afraid of impregnating blotches on the plate; when I caressed it with my
bohemian hands; though there were pangs of hunger reverberating in my stomach.

When I was served a blend of Italian cheese and cucumber on a plate of crystal
studded with diamonds; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was intensely absorbed in decoding my reflection in the glistening jewels; though the sight of the delicacy made my mouth water.

When I was served a steaming curry of pungent soup on a plate of intricately
chiseled marble; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was heavily circumspect on staining the marble in the process of eating; though the concoction looked immensely sumptuous.

When I was served roasted almonds juxtaposed with honey on a plate of pure
sapphire; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was completely lost admiring the dazzling radiance of stone; though there
were insatiable desires to tenaciously chew the same.

When I was served sliced onions wound with blood red radish on a plate of
flocculent satin; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was skeptical that its contents would spill over the sheets; though there
was a niggling pain in my fingers to snatch the food.

When I was served a bunch of succulent violet grapes on a plate of exquisite
rosewood; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was mesmerized by the plethora of designs embossed in the wood; though there
were grinding sensations in my fortress of teeth.

When I was served a chocolate brown plum cake strewn with cherry on a plate of
voluptuous lotus; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was lost in the heavenly fragrance of the flower; though my mouth watered
unrelentingly like a starved pig.

When I was served simmering chicken transposed with green leaf on a plate of
snake leather; I didn’t feel like eating,
I was enchanted by the satiny complexion of the skin; though my eyes popped
out of their sockets at witnessing the food.

And eventually when I was served a nutritious agglomerate of curd and rice on
a plate stitched with threads of our impregnable love; my beloved feeding me
with her dainty fingers,
I cupidly gobbled the same in no time; compensating for my previous failures;
food had never tasted so tasty before,
As it did when she fed me recounting tales of her childhood.

Ordinarily I would have fallen on every step I took; stumbling scornfully on every pebble I encountered in my way; as I hadn’t slept a wink since a hundred nights,
But today I had the capacity to traverse barefoot even till the peak of the Himalayas; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have sat completely dumbfounded; relinquishing all capacity to embody a single alphabet on the sheet of paper; as my fingers had violent traces of deadly cancer,
But today I had the capacity to compile boundless volumes of ethnic literature in just a single day; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have failed miserably in the exams; scoring an obnoxious zero in every section that I answered; as I wasn’t even apprised the slightest as to which subject was I appearing for,
But today I wrote all the answers at lightening speeds; handing over the answer sheet to my examiner even before he gave me the questions; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have gasped for words; looked like a perfect idiot in front of people; as my half chopped tongue; miserably faltered to utter a word further,
But today I held millions thronging in the audience with my spell binding speech; drowning them in the eloquence of my songs; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have sunk to the bottom of the ocean blending with the tiny fish; as the ship was struck by a tumultuous storm,
But today I swam gallantly against the treacherous waves; with a broad smile encompassing the contours of my face; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have been pulverized to inconspicuous bits of dust; as the car I was traveling in; plunged head on into the deep gorge,
But today I swerved it through the winding lanes of the hill; conquered the zenith of the mountain escaping without a scratch; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have been a scattered pair of bones; sprawled in infinite directions; as I jumped from the edge of the 100th floor,
But today I stood on the ground with my shoulders upright; started playing cricket immediately after landing on the soil; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

Ordinarily I would have broken down into a billion droplets of sweat on witnessing the marching army; with the adrenaline circulating violently in my body; and the hair on my scalp standing up in trepidation; viewing the gleaming swords,
But today I massacred the entire battalion of warriors single handed; with the nonchalant ease of a sleeping prince; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket.

And ordinarily I would have hesitated several times on proposing to the girl I loved; falling in a timid stupor on her feet in front of her parents; every time I felt like whispering the same,
But today I banged the door of her home after midnight; revived the man sleeping dormantly in me for years; screamed in her ear; as well as to the entire world; that I loved her; as I had the photo of my God in my pocket

When I stepped on the tranquil surface of opalescent moon,
The temperature that engulfed me was up to levels of sustainable endurance; though I felt a trifle uneasy.

When I trespassed through the territory of blistering Sun,
The temperature was astronomical degrees above boiling; transforming my supple
flesh into briquettes of charred ash.

When I walked through densely sprawled meadows of the wild forest,
The temperature that encompassed my silhouette; was stringently fluctuating;
with the perilous night air stabbing my chest.

When I tread on the snow clad summit of the jagged mountain range,
The temperature prevalent dipped abysmally below freezing; instantly solidifying volatile blood in my veins.

When I plummeted marathon feet under the surface of sky blue sea,
The temperature I encountered was disdainfully cold; and I felt imprisoned;
draped in a jugglery of water jacket blended with my facial mask of transparent glass.

When I ambled languidly through the scorching soil of the vast desert,
The temperature that existed was abnormally erratic; with hot winds piercing me in the day; and equally cold air strangulating my breath at night.

When I audaciously entered the cock pit of an aircraft,
The temperature inside was tailored to ergonomic degrees of comfort; with the
pilot emanating hostile stare towards my demeanor.

When I ran at rollicking speeds through an island of molten lava,
The temperature in vicinity was like sizzling cakes of overburnt stone; chapping the dainty soles of my feet in entirety.

When I rolled ecstatically on infinite blades of grass; laden with a fresh cover of glistening dewdrops,
The temperature that radiated; sent shivers down my spine; being a bit too exaggerated for amicable comfort.

And eventually when I embraced her body in my arms; with a vise like grip,
The temperature this time; was splendidly perfect; incarcerating the two of us in bondage of perennial love.

When I swam in the blistering ocean of golden Sun; infinite arenas of my body
got disastrously charred,
Indispensable centers of breath in my body got strangulated; and I relinquished breath with great gasps of disbelief.

When I swam in the molten ocean of iridescent moon; there was a temperate
warmth that engulfed my persona,
The immaculate white color submerged me in entirety; and I felt uncannily distraught as gaseous clouds obliterated my gaze.

When I swam in a tank of bubbling acid; there were incoherent screams that emanated from my mouth,
The radiant complexion of my skin transited to briquettes of coal; and the color of my luscious lips now resembled that of my scalp hair.

When I swam in a river replete with frosty milk; I cupidly devoured huge mouthfuls of the same,
I emerged out exuberantly fresh after the swim; only to be attacked by a battalion of red ant and fish.

When I swam in icy streams; accumulated at the base of the snow clad alps,
The formidable fortress of my teeth commenced to repulsively clatter; and I vociferously sneezed my nose; after a few seconds of my swim.

When I swam in volatile electricity; my demeanor got stabbed with a volley of
brutal shock,
Clusters of hair stood on my intricate scalp; and I stared dumbfounded at the
scenario in utter bewilderment.

When I swam in a silver ocean of slippery mercury; I rolled for marathon
distances without flexing my jugglery of muscles,
Although when inadvertently some of it slipped into mouth; the blood abruptly
froze in my veins; with my persona transforming to a deathly crystal blue.

When I swam in blotted water blended with traces of obnoxious sewage; a fetid
stench flooded my nostrils,
A fleet of disdainful cockroach clambered up my shirt; and the municipality
dumped me like a piece of discarded garbage.

When I swam in a curry of chalk powder; I had to put onerous effort to keep afloat,
There was a severe itching in the moist pearls of my eye; and people mistook me for a comedian of the highest fraternity.

And eventually when I swam in bunch of her silken hair; I felt drowned in the
savage sea of her perpetual love,
I wanted this swim to go on for times immemorial; and I found this to be the most perfect swim.

Gloves of sensuality; to caress the skin with unprecedented relish; send shivers of untamed exhilaration down the spine,

Shoes of invincible victory; marching on the remotest of land; waving the flag of triumph in flamboyant spurts of fervor,

A tie blended with flirtatious mischief; used to blindfold the eyes in wholesome entirety,

A watch of incessant speed; ticking indefatigably round the clock; in wee hours of the midnight; as well as in the peak of the brilliantly sunlit day,

A shirt of stupendously woven designs; ruffled majestically at the collar; to captivate the attention of every ravishingly wandering damsel,

A necklace of daintily scintillating pearls; extracted freshly from the oyster; drowning every entity in the ocean of its profoundly pearly shine,

A pair of astoundingly stitched socks; imparting compassionate warmth to the feet; enticing every eye towards the petite leg,

A tantalizing shade of mystical mascara; conjuring every breathing soul around with the magic in its enigmatic charm,

A trouser of pure jute; with mesmerizing rings of denim and golden buttons to engulf the sensuous belly,

Rings of holistic diamond shimmering in tandem on the finger; painstakingly luring every fairy in the unfathomable resplendence of its shine,

A perfume of exotic sandalwood shrub; wafting a supremely seductive aura from the perspiring armpits,

An oil that glistens even under placid rays of the moon; radiates boisterously in pugnacious daylight,

A belt studded profusely with delectable biscuits of opalescent silver; granting the visage a terrifically marvelous shape, keeping the entire demeanor in perfectly synchronized condition,

Sunglasses embodied with vivid fossil shells; engendering females to gasp in open mouthed consternation; metamorphosing the acerbic color of polluted air into enchanting green,

An oligarchic coat embellished with royally sculptured beads; standing out incredulously amongst the group the wild gypsies,

A fountain of redolent rose powder; lingering voluptuously on the robust cheeks; flooding the nose with a poignantly tangy freshness,

An overwhelmingly spiffy hairstyle; and each follicle of the scalp impregnated with rudimentary grass root oil,

Ornamental cufflinks to bond the sleeves; sometimes an alluring tool for visitors to sight their own reflection; admire themselves till timeless eternity,

A grandiloquent pen fitted dexterously to the waist coat pocket; a symbol of unprecedented sophistication; and signing a plethora of autographs on every lady’s
hands,

Was all that I required to dress in from head to inconspicuous toe; encompass my body in the most fascinating clothing that I could ever dream off or intransigently perceive; infact what I would like to term succinctly as THE PERFECT MALE ATTIRE.

When I shook hands with a waiter; interrupting his monotonous sequel of serving delicacies,
The handshake was pretty lackadaisical; the aftermath of which rendered me with grease and a perennial stench of garlic diffusing from my palms.

When I shook hands with a beggar; forcefully clasping his disheveled fingers in mine,
The handshake was absolutely nonchalant; it was as if I had awakened a dying man from the course of his blissful sleep.

When I shook hands with a pot-bellied butcher; nimbly requesting him to relinquish his sharp cleavers before he executed the same,
The handshake almost squelched my bones to fine chowder; and an obnoxious scent of foul fish and meat wafted profusely from my palm thereafter.

When I shook hands with a clean shaven barber; smiling amicably as I noticed an effeminate tinge of polish on his nails,
The handshake was as frigid as a slithering worm; also I had to scrub my palms
vigorously after the same; to free them from the unscrupulous strands of hair and shampoo; incorrigibly clinging tightly.

When I shook hands with a flamboyant model; gently entwining my hands in her dainty fingers,
The handshake was as cold as frozen ice; and I had to wash my hands with
stringent acid soon after; to get rid of the vanity aroma that nearly choked me to death.

When I shook hands with the bespectacled doctor; confidently gripping the back
of his hand in mine,
The handshake was a replica of the printed encyclopedia; and I almost swooned
on the ground after inhaling the despicable odor of chlorine and potent antiseptic.

When I shook hands with a madman; prudently catching him unaware when he was
snoozing under the sun,
The handshake seemed to last till eternity; almost engendering me to abdicate
my breath; as the imbecile idiot displayed no signs releasing me; against the most resilient of my efforts.

When I shook hands with the meticulous business tycoon; in an ambience inundated with majestic drapery and redolent flowers,
The handshake was the most sophisticated I had ever encountered; and I deliberately rolled my hands in sordid sand after the same; to add some vibrancy; break free from the impeccable aura of the superficial corporate world.
When I shook hands with the convict; incarcerated behind iron bars of the dingy prison,
The handshake was murderous; also the agony in his cold blooded eyes; the nefarious devil lurking in his brow; made me scamper at electric speeds towards the exit gate.

When I shook hands with the drunken truck driver; soaring past verdant landscapes; the splendidly gorgeous valleys,
The handshake was pretty bizarre; as he treated my petite palms like the steering wheel of his vehicle; maneuvering them frantically in several directions at a time.

When I shook hands with the bare chested washerman; in the midst of his fervent washing activity,
The handshake was as slippery as the shimmering dolphin; and he almost squashed my hands against the obdurate floor; overwhelmingly replete with a soapy bath
of detergent and carbolic.

And eventually when I shook hands with the soldier; in a backdrop of guns;
marching commandos; and hostile war,
The handshake this time was THE PERFECT HANDSHAKE; as he fearlessly
entangled his fingers in mine; and the fragrance of his loyalty lingered till times greater than eternity in my eyes; as I saluted his indomitable spirit; the tenacity in his persona to emancipate life for his country.

The sparkling surface of evanescent water,
Reveals undiscovered exhilaration in a smooth manner,
The impregnable waters had few ripples,
Withstanding the acerbic summer heat,
Cruising along with radiant buoyancy,
Crawling step by step with dreary resistance to hard bed rock,
Into the open crevices of virgin land,
Covering in entirety; barren regions of dry river bed,
To give sedative effects like those experienced,
After massive consumption of lethal tranquilizer drugs.

The other name of life; is to spawn into a rhapsodically fresh beginning every unfurling minute of the day; although your past might have indiscriminately pulverized you with an infinite whiplashes of abuse and hedonistic disdain,

The other name of life; is to unfurl into an unsurpassable festoon of resplendently vivacious color; be enamored by the fathomlessly panoramic gorges of Almighty Lord; even while you were in drearily subjugated sleep,

The other name of life; is to frolic in the aisles of rapaciously uncontrollable desire; kiss the most unprecedented apogees of success; even when you felt you were being ruthlessly gored by the ferociously decimating bull,

The other name of life; is to unflinchingly confront the most venomous juggernaut of the evil; perennially smiling with the blessings of the Omnipotent divine,

The other name of life; is to metamorphose even the most ethereal trace of deliriously pernicious insanity; into an unrelenting tornado of exuberantly mesmerizing freshness,

The other name of life; is to uninhibitedly philander under the perpetually blazing rays of the Omniscient Sun; enlightening every dwelling besieged with cancerously arcane despair; even though you were standing beside your veritable shivering grave,

The other name of life; is to symbiotically prosper arm in arm with every echelon of living kind and holistic society; melanging every conceivable color under the Sun; with the religion of unconquerable humanity,

The other name of life; is to keep perennially blossoming into a civilization of fructifying virility; boundless kilometers away from the tombstones of morbidly decrepit manipulation and baselessly lugubrious prejudice,

The other name of life; is to assimilate all goodness that you could fathom from the enchantingly spell binding atmosphere; ubiquitously sprinkle and bestow the same upon every entity that you encountered in your enigmatic way,

The other name of life; is to keep relentlessly blazing like into a whirlpool of artistically untamed exoticism; even as avalanches of grumpily sodomizing politics tried to slander and lethally incarcerate you from all sides,

The other name of life; is to regally lead each unfurling moment that unleashed your way to the most aristocratic limits; and limitlessly ensure the same to every bereaved organism; who was frantically struggling to be alive

The other name of life; is to tirelessly spawn like the poignantly seductive dewdrop; even though it was well past the heart of gruesomely tyrannizing midnight,

The other name of life; is to indomitably stand for the unassailably righteous redolence of Omnipresent truth; overtopple the monsters of hell; with the sword
of timelessly sacrosanct unity,

The other name of life; is to indefatigably march on the mission to bond all estranged and disparagingly staggering mankind; with threads of unbreakably euphoric and propitiously beautiful camaraderie,

The other name of life; is to soar like a handsomely unblemished prince through the heavens of bountiful oneness; blissfully perpetuate the mantra of iridescent sharing; amongst all cold-bloodedly dreadful parasites,

The other name of life; is to unstoppably innovate a civilization of peerless jubilation all the time; trigger the element of congenital restlessness in your soul; to harness the most enthrallingly optimum of even the most frigid bits of lackadaisical space,

The other name of life; is to be a messiah of all opprobriously decaying living kind; dissipating the unfathomably majestic energy of your persona; to give birth to an immortally optimistic tomorrow,

The other name of life; is to take birth an infinite times again and again and again; for the beloved whom you had wholesomely dedicated your this life to,

And the other name of life; is to always follow the inner most voices of your heart; coalesce even the most diminutive ingredient of your blood with the spirit of divinely compassionate sensuality; even as the entire uncouthly monotonous world outside treated you as the devil’s wife.

They indefatigably tried to win his heart; spuriously appease him by laying all the innocent flowers of this world at his perpetual feet; after barbarously plucking the same from their nimbly priceless roots,

They tirelessly tried to win his heart; worthlessly appease him by laying an ocean of impeccable animal blood at his majestic feet; after indiscriminately slaughtering countless a goat and half asleep sheep,

They unstoppably tried to win his heart; meaninglessly appease him by laying all the currency note in this world at his infallible feet; after cadaverously burying their hands and feet an infinite feet into innocuous feelings and blood,

They irrevocably tried to win his heart; thoughtlessly appease him by laying all the milk in this world at his sacrosanct feet; after hideously extracting each droplet; from the belly of the holistic cow,

They unceasingly tried to win his heart; wantonly appease him by laying all screaming prostitutes in this world at his eternal feet; after satanically disrobing them right infront of their mother’s; sisters and aunts,

They unrelentingly tried to win his heart; sanctimoniously appease him by laying all robust trees in this world at his Omnipresent feet; after brutally slaining the same; with their swords of diabolical hate,

They insatiably tried to win his heart; senselessly appease him by laying all children skulls in this world at his bountiful feet; after hedonistically disassociating them
from jubilantly mischievous neck,

They endlessly tried to win his heart; idiosyncratically appease him by laying all the dreams of this world at his unparalleled feet; after asphyxiating the last ounce of fantasy from every brain; as they subjected it to cold-blooded betrayal,

They inexhaustibly tried to win his heart; inveterately appease him by laying each dwelling of this world at this royal feet; after ruthlessly divesting every harmonious organism of a roof over its head,

They unlimitedly tried to win his heart; spinelessly appease him by laying every conceivable epitome of this world at his inimitable feet; after monstrously bombarding and beheading immaculately towering mountains of snow,

They perennially tried to win his heart; nonsensically appease him by laying every droplet of water in this world at his ever-pervading feet; after venomously evaporating the lap of mother nature; of all its quintessential moisture and oils,

They inexorably tried to win his heart; fecklessly appease him by laying every source of sight in this world at his unconquerable feet; after insanely ripping apart eyeballs from countless untainted twinkling faces; in the name of religious sacrifice,

They irretrievably tried to win his heart; purposelessly appease him by laying every covering of silken skin in this world at his Omnipotent feet; after cannibalistically knifing through unsuspectingly infantile; raw bone; flesh and blood,

They continuously tried to win his heart; mindlessly appease him by laying each morsel of food in this world at his blessed feet; after wantonly forcing every mouth to vomit whatever existed in the intestine; since the very first cry of birth,

They intransigently tried to win his heart; bawdily appease him by laying every color of this world at his venerated feet; after disastrously decimating the very roots of happiness from every replenished and gifted form of life,

They implacably tried to win his heart; amorphously appease him by laying every piece of cloth in this world at his Omniscient feet; after sacrilegiously disrobing infinite organism of their intrinsic integrity and pride,

They timelessly tried to win his heart; wrongly appease him by laying every feminine scalp in this world at his everlasting feet; after blasphemously murdering the girl child right in the mother’s womb,

They undyingly tried to win his heart; insensitively appease him by laying every bit of sunshine that fell on the world at his undefeated feet; after viciously submerging every perceivable quarter of earth; into a corpse of manipulatively victimizing blackness,

Yet. Simply no avail. As they all were eventually dragged to the land of inconsolably wailing hell; where they were made to pay an infinite times more; for each of their wickedly executed and indescribably dastardly sins,

Whilst the Omnipotent Creator wrote paradise for the newborn child even as it emanated its very first breath; as it spread its uninhibitedly miraculous palms to embrace all; irrespective of any religion; caste; creed or kind; into its unconquerable heaven of magically immortal love-Thereby apprizing infinite of its predecessors that the only way to attain God in totality was not ‘Blood and Sinful Sacrifice’ but ‘Immortal Love’.

The only thing that my eyes could ever sight was her mesmerizing form; whether they were open or tightly closed,

The only thing that my ears could ever hear were her daintily approaching footsteps; no matter how thunderous was the outside world and traffic,

The only thing that my nose could ever smell was the enchanting fragrance emanating from her arms; the ravishing aroma entrenched in her breath,

The only thing that my tongue could ever speak was her sacrosanct name; fervently iterating each alphabet infinite number of times,

The only thing that my hands were ever able to touch was the contours of her silken hair; with the passionate scent embodied therein catapulting me to the most supreme point of ecstasy,

The only thing that my mind could ever envisage was her emphatic eyes; with I finding myself drowning in the river of fantasy flowing perpetually inside,

The only thing that my feet were ever able to caress as they tread on earth was her shadow; as no matter wherever I went; it followed me with incessant relent,

The only thing that my nails were ever able to scratch was the lining of flirtatious dirt on her neck; intricately tracing in it my near future to unveil,

The only thing that my teeth were ever able to chew was her lips; painstakingly suckling the honey from the recesses deep inside,

The only thing that my skin was ever able to feel was her velvety touch; with her fingers groping uncontrollably across my tanned chest,

The only thing that my shoulders were ever able to carry was her delectably body; bearing her weight with an immortal smile; even under the most sizzling rays of the Sun,

The only thing that my sweat could ever drench was her shimmering and petite stomach; as I curled myself like an infant to blend with its compassionate warmth,

The only thing that my lips could ever smile for was her celestial silhouette as she lay under the moon; appreciate for eternity the gestures she made inadvertently
while rolling deep sleep,

The only thing that my blood could ever flow for was to protect her from any possible evil lurking around; donate it to whomsoever she ordered me to; without
the slightest of opposition,

The only thing that my efforts could ever yield was the essence of what she taught; listening attentively at all times to the pearls of wisdom that she showered from her mouth,

The only thing that my mouth could ever recount was the story when she was born; the unprecedented happiness she brought into my life; the day she met me,

The only thing that my lids could ever blink for was to make her smile; evacuate her out from the state of intermittent gloom; that she sometimes found herself confronted with,

And the only thing that my heart could ever beat for was her love; trying to capsize her entity in each of its palpitation; in complete; mind, body and spirit.