Monthly Archives: April 2016

Simply Denied To Die

The royally striped lion although uncouthly imprisoned behind the bars of cage; simply denied to eat green chunks of grass,

The flamboyantly sizzling Sun although deceitfully imprisoned behind the clouds; simply denied to relinquish its dazzling rays of light,

The grandiloquently colossal ship although ruthlessly imprisoned on land; simply denied to walk,

The lethally slithering scorpion although pathetically imprisoned in a jar of water; simply denied to permeate its tail and sting,

The fabulously scented rose although gruesomely imprisoned amidst a heap of fetidly stinking garbage; simply denied to emancipate its wonderful fragrance,

The true soldier although surreptitiously imprisoned in the enemy territory; simply denied to divulge the secrets of his Motherland,

The brilliantly scintillating pearl although ominously imprisoned in a blanket of perpetual darkness; simply denied to abdicate its enchanting glimmer,

The sacrosanct mother although murderously imprisoned in the land of the devil; simply denied to feed her child satanic blood,

The boisterously vivacious bird although diabolically imprisoned behind walls of ghoulish ice; simply denied to lie on its back and sleep,

The audaciously crawling crocodile although forcefully imprisoned in a cave replete with pure vegetables; simply denied to open its armory of knife like jaws,

The overwhelmingly towering mountain although savagely imprisoned in the red ant’s mole; simply denied to detach its oligarchic crown summit,

The immortally laughing clown although mercilessly imprisoned in the realms of the morbid graveyard; simply denied to shrug off his heavenly smile,

The ardently throbbing heart although barbarically imprisoned in the domains of the conventionally wretched society; simply denied to slacken the intensity of its passionately palpitating beats,

The gargantuan stomach although treacherously imprisoned in the fathomless deserts; simply denied to devour the appetizingly silver sands,

The insurmountably determined eyes although miserably imprisoned amidst an island of blood and horrendous impediments; simply denied to ooze even
a droplet of tear,

The irrefutably saintly body although inevitably imprisoned under the coffin; simply denied to embrace even the tiniest of evil,

The religion of humanity although perilously imprisoned amidst spurious norms of the world outside; simply denied to sell its omnipotent dignity,

The invincible arrow of truth although disastrously imprisoned in an ocean of insatiable lechery; simply denied to drift towards the luxurious cream of blatant
lies,

The astronomically resilient beams of courage although imprisoned behind black walls of despair; simply denied to succumb to the hopeless sorrow,

And the uninhibitedly divine virtue of love although cruelly imprisoned infinite feet beneath the barriers of baseless civilization; simply denied to fade away;
simply denied to die.

Simplistic Quilt

Amidst the freezing chill that descended impromptu upon the planet; as human being stacked himself with woolens of myriad shapes and proportions and yet groaned in indecipherable disdain,

amidst the pathetically abysmal solitariness of the night; where unabashed wolves majestically philandered and danced; before vindictively hunting for the meat of their nocturnal prowl,

amidst the cacophonic sound of motorized traffic which was interspersed with pugnacious smoke; meaningless horn; impetuous youngsters hurling abuse as they overtook innocuous pedestrians – lambasting the spirit of their freshly acquired adulthood,

amidst the unruly heaps of garbage piled rampantly on the streets; carried intermittently by the storm to a multitude of corners of the society; culminating into obnoxiously rotten frigidity,

amidst the savagely acrimonious and commercial establishment of offices – where plethora of cash transactions were executed; without due respect to the integrity of an earnest human and his ideals of philanthropic goodness,

amidst the ruthlessly indiscriminate felling of enamoring trees – which builders undertook surreptitiously after dusk had fallen; to articulately evade public fury and yet construct their fancifully towering edifices – of nonchalantly dead mortar and concrete,

amidst the scuffles and squabbles that sporadically plagued living beings – as they deliberately found fault with each other; even as marvelous romance could easily have been the flavor to uninhibitedly cherish and relish,

amidst the abominably hostile firing of missiles and declaration of terrorizing war – which nations on different sides of the border indulged into – in a worthless display of feckless might and power – instead of rejoicing in the religion of humanity,

amidst the treacherously salacious rat race to achieve unchallengeable success – trespassing and massacring the closest of blood relations including parents – incase their set of benevolent ideals impeded the path even an insouciant trifle,

amidst deplorably parasitic political practices; where it didn’t matter the slightest as to which party came to power – since none of them responded to the voice of the impoverished citizen – the same common man who’d triumphantly elected them,

amidst the dreadfully hideous paucity of quintessential amenities like food grain and fruit; which had ridiculously manifested due to inflation and dastardly corruption – even as the soil yielded its absolute best,

amidst the lugubriously stretched spurious parties that flowed with venomous cigarette smoke and sinful liquor – with the corporate pedigree of the society flaunting the most expensive showrooms of different designer revelry – whilst the orphan, maimed, wounded and famished slavered without a roof on their scalp,

amidst the today’s teacher who unnecessarily loaded the talented child with ominously large assignments – in frivolous attempt to improve the reputation of the best academically oriented school in town,

amidst the fiercely savage growl of the panther which had escaped the forest since that had more human than animals – in its quest for finding a new symbiotic habitat; gloriously unfettered,

amidst the preposterously fetid gutter that had developed cracks in the trajectory of its pipe – from which crawled out ants and worms of every conceivable and incongruous shape; to irascibly creep into the beautiful serenity of the magnificently embellished dwelling,

amidst the ludicrously artificial formality that members of different households followed at occasions – sonorously holding hands like the most cultured entities of this planet seated beside each other – but actually wanting to slap in their envious animosity; soon after,

amidst the tempestuously scorching lava that rolled down at lightening speeds from the volcanic mountain – having the tenacious potential of charring near and surrounding vicinity to sheer and dismal nothingness,

amidst the parched land of the wholesomely evaporated lake that had become so; as officials had extricated it completely to erect the most spectacularly royal complex; fostering all fraternities of contemporary sport,

If I found solace and peace inside a mesmerizing object; then it was my delightfully cozy and simplistic quilt.

Silver Cobweb

It glistened magnificently under the brilliant sun; resembling the enigmatic
and mystical angel,
It shimmered majestically under the fluorescent beams of moon; looking like the swirling waves of sea eventually culminating into froth,
It wavered rampantly with the gusty breeze; occasionally snapping apart some of its flocculent threads,
It nonchalantly greeted the inclement rain; thoroughly despising fat globules of water striking against its flimsy silhouette,
It trapped scores of innocuous insects in its viscous womb; a plethora of young fledglings who tried to permeate its territory,
It was firmly riveted to bifurcated branches of rustic trees; enmeshing a host of boisterous termites who dared try and butcher it,
It had boundless strands of silk; interwoven at incongruous distances of space,
Its beauty appeared all the more accentuated at ephemeral dawn; with hazy rays
of light marking its incoherently rotund periphery,
It feasted and supremely relished a meal of blood sucking bat; which inadvertently got ensnared flying haphazardly in the night,
It was embossed with tinges of dull gray; with its color appearing almost invisible to the unsuspecting intruder,
It also inhabited residential dwellings; a cluster of cloistered places and dilapidated mansions being its hot favorite,
It got mercilessly blown away in thunderous storms; who dismantled it from its
very roots without the slightest of respite,
It was wholesomely silky in complexion; with its long follicles partially engulfed by poisonous juices,
It looked ominous in the ambience of open space; and yet at the same time was
a treat to admire for the scientist and philanderer,
It was profoundly oblivious to sound; the only thing it relied on being nimble
sensations of touch,
It itself didn’t posses the slightest of odor; the only scent that wafted from its demeanor was that of incarcerated prey,
It was a dreadful nuisance for housewives; who didn’t spare it the moment they
sighted it; swapping it uncouthly with their tall broomsticks,
It was virtually found inhabiting all corners of the globe; not sparing the even the most immaculate of corner,
And the most incredulous thing about it was that it impregnated a potbellied spider; which was ever ready to unsparingly gobble any palpable organism that got caught,
Which hereby concludes the story of the network of satiny threads which
formed the silver cobweb.

Silent Spectators

They polluted the atmosphere with obnoxious gas; toxic sprays of repulsive insecticide,
Hunted for treasured species dense foliage of the jungle; ruthlessly chopping
animate green that confronted their way,
The cluster of immaculate trees; observed the proceedings in mute silence as
silent spectators.

They marauded the sapphire ocean with tankers full of deplorable crude oil,
Disrupted the synchrony of ocean bed by traversing through monstrous submarines,
Scores of fish; blissful coral; watched the tyranny unleash as silent spectators.

They whipped innocuous people with thorny belts; making them cry and
profusely bleed,
Snatched indispensable morsels of food from the miserably afflicted,
The siblings of the same; watched the strokes of rampant vandalism on their
parents as silent spectators.

They uprooted her nest from snuggled interiors and dark corners,
Made a travesty of her eggs; banging the shell hard with the obdurate ground,
The mother bird welled up tears in her eyes; and that was all she could; watching her
dreams crumble to ashes as a silent spectator.

They planted lethal explosives in its core,
Bombing the undulating colossal structure; for mining gold coin,
Splinters of mud erupted along with the bare skin of wandering sheep,
And the gargantuan mountain watched its destruction as a silent spectator.

They spit saliva blended with red betel on his legs,
Made lewd comments; supplemented with a volley of expletives as they passed him,
The statue of the revered historian; stared helplessly at the miscreants as a silent spectator.

The lady took bizarre steps to assassinate it,
Consumed the most poisonous of drugs to annihilate its possible trace,
The infant yet to be born; watched the brutal proceedings in its mothers womb; as a silent spectator.

She plotted ingenious ways and means to leave me,
Rebuked me contemptuously in front of hordes of people,
I knew I was penalized for no fault of mine; and I watched her tumultuous anger explode as a silent spectator.

There is no power more stronger than the omnipotent Creator,
It is indeed he who chalks out our destiny to unfold,
All we can do is attempt our very best; to diligently fulfill our quota of responsibilities,
The best we can to help the impoverished; and watch the rest happen as silent spectators.

Signing Your Heart

I wanted to embellish your poetic eyelashes; with the voluptuous excitement that lingered profusely on each pore of my impoverished skin,

I wanted to deluge your mesmerizing hair; with the passionate moisture embracing my fervently trembling palms; wanting to mystically explore each arena of your exotic body,

I wanted to adorn your ravishing lips; with the insurmountable festoon of compassionate kisses; lingering deep within my seeking soul,

I wanted to paint your impeccable cheeks; with unfathomable reservoir of artistry in my mind; with every design of captivating enthrallment that I could envisage on planet earth,

I wanted to beautify your adorable neck; with the poignant swirl of my philandering shadow; indefatigably waiting all night and day; for your magical caress,

I wanted to bedeck your mischievous ears; with the irrefutably righteous voice of my conscience; looking for solace in your divinely countenance; since times immemorial,

I wanted to consecrate your sacrosanct forehead; with the scarlet blood in my veins; perpetually desiring to save you from even the most inconspicuous of evil; loitering in the atmosphere,

I wanted to inundate your spell binding brain; with the essence of philanthropic mankind; wanting to serve dwindling humanity; with your perennial camaraderie
always by my side,

I wanted to garland your heavenly feet; with the unprecedented devotion in each cranny of my demeanor; wanting to be your slave for infinite more births; yet
to unveil,

I wanted to grace your tantalizing belly; with the stamp of my everlasting exuberance; augmenting rhapsodically above the boundless sky; each time I witnessed you pass by,

I wanted to embroider your delectable fingers; with euphoric caresses of my untamed adventure; eternally romancing with your incredulous glory; in the aisles of uninterrupted desire,

I wanted to gratify each of your titillating senses; with the balm of my insatiable longing; incarcerating you forever in the web of never ending desire,
I wanted to enlighten your sensuously volatile shoulders; with the explosive magnetism in each of my nerve; wanting to tumultuously entangle with your
magnanimously charismatic visage,

I wanted to enrich your marvelously scented fragrance; with the flurry of enigmatic echoes that ardently diffused from my sound; frolicking with you till beyond the summit of ultimate ecstasy,

I wanted to pamper your every boisterous command; with the Herculean strength of my muscle; transporting you to the most remotest places you wanted; within the
most feeble wink of your eyes,

I wanted to glorify your gorgeously melodious voice; with the magic that uttered from my flaming breath; igniting tremors of unparalleled mystique in
your; delightfully fascinating persona,

I wanted to fortify your enchanting existence; with each invincible element of my form; forcibly snatching you from realms of veritable death; to march with the
astonishingly beautiful tomorrow,

And I wanted to sign your Omnipotent heart; with the immortal seal of my love; which inevitably made us the most blissful entities alive; ubiquitously spreading a
wave of happiness in all organisms engulfed with hopeless sadness; in all destitute and despairing eyes.

Signals

When the olive green light enclosed in translucent sheath of glass beeped,
it was a subtle signal for pedestrians to unanimously surge forward,
zipping past disdainful white lines of the zebra crossing; at animated pace.

when acres of soil sprawled on earth scorched onerously in the flaming SUN,
an infinite assembly of hollow crevice blended infectiously at several quarters,
it was a indispensable signal for grey clouds to shower torrential rain.

when insidious white powder dribbled in unison from the jet black sheath of
scalp hair,
inevitable sensations of itching cropped up at barren regions of musk brown skin,
it was a lucrative signal for applying chivalrous coats of medicated shampoo.

when a cluster of fish slithered haplessly on arid surface of virgin ground,
trembling with cold shivers nibbling neglected chunks of wild mushroom,
it was a desperate signal to inundate the ambience of fish with surplus water.

when the passenger plane nose-dived into satiny azure cocoons of humid air,
intricate machinery of the steel bird relinquishing to perform,
it was an emergency signal for the passengers to strap their air bags and leap down.

when the robust farm hen laid a festoon of pearly white eggs,
nestling them with intimate warmth of her feathery quill,
it was an harmonious signal from the creator for the fledglings to hatch.

when there was a brusque interruption of the human breath,
innumerable palpable cavities of heart throbbed with emphatic exhilaration,
it was a sure signal for the person to evacuate this earth.

and when she waited anxiously for me to return in wee hours of dawn,
refraining to consume even a droplet of water in my solitary absence,
praying tenaciously to the almighty for me to return,
it was an incorrigible signal that she loved me as she feared to die.

Showers

Ominous black clouds in the firmament of sky; showered thunderous rain,
Deluging dry earth with bountiful water; quenching the thirst of umpteenth organisms dying premature.

The densely foliated apple tree; showered clusters of dry leaves on the ground; blended commensurately with dead twigs,
Facilitating the infertile soil to blossom productively; yielding a plethora of vegetable and lush green grass.

The dilapidated ceiling glistening nefariously in the silver moonlight; showered several crusts of decayed paint on the ground,
Impregnating it with a soft cushion; so that the stray rats could seek blissful refuge; and sleep.

The astral body of Sun dancing vivaciously in the cosmos; showered tenacious beams of dazzling light on the earth,
Annihilating inexplicable disease from its non-existent roots; giving the mundane pedestrian a new hope to live.

The metallic pipe suspended in the bathroom had intricate nozzles incorporated; showered ravishing droplets of water when switched on,
Drenching exhausted individuals with revitalizing liquid; cleansing the disdainful blotches riveted to their skins.

The colossal mountains strangulated with mesmerizing white snow; showered icy liquid in peak summer,
Which trickled down languidly on the ground; intensely tickling innocuous toddlers passing by.

The healthy persona of rustic cow; showered tons of milk when deftly caressed on its teats,
Silenced incessantly crying infants when they tasted the same; passionately suckling its young ones just born.

The wildly suspended pungent breeze; showered astronomical amounts of dust as it blew,
Imprisoning gargantuan dust and sand in its flow; vomiting the same on high swirling waves of the ocean.

She stood tall and domineering; way above the rest of the lecherous world; showering me with perpetual cascades of her magnanimous love,
Instilling my impoverished soul with immortal happiness; catapulting me to heights of incredible jubilation.

And the Omnipresent aura of God; showered the earth with us humans; existing in varied color and species,
Bestowing upon us the power to procreate our generations; the unrelenting prowess to create; discover and love.

Should I Call You?

Should I call you the most priceless necklace of my soul; or should I address you as a tantalizing fairy; having celestially descended from the vivaciously silken skies?

Should I call you a carpet of voluptuously titillating grass; or should I address you as a tantalizing globule of rain; marvelously placating each of my drearily bedraggled senses?

Should I call you an everlastingly blooming forest of enchanting seduction; or should I address you as a resplendent fountain of timeless tradition; encapsulating each of my nervously mystical nerves?

Should I call you a magical harp of harmoniously enthralling music; or should I address you as a whirlwind of compassionately unending fantasy; triggering me to dream beyond; the realms of bountiful imagination?

Should I call you a fathomless sky of limitless ecstasy and ebullient grace; or should I address you as an insatiably ardent inferno of ever augmenting enigma?

Should I call you a majestically seductive eagle soaring handsomely through the clouds of unprecedented desire; or should I address you as magnificent petal of incomprehensible fascination; taking Omnipotent control of my beleaguered life?

Should I call you a tornado of exuberantly emphatic air; or should I address you as a satiny mattress of exotically tranquil contentment; blissfully nourishing my every unfinished desire; to the most insurmountable limits?

Should I call you a majestically sprouting fruit of ecstatic solidarity; or should I address you as a colossal ocean of ingratiating empathy; tingling me ravishingly all across my devastated body?

Should I call you the princess of irrefutably unconquerable beauty; or should I address you as an unassailably priceless friend; commiserating astoundingly with my every jubilation; and inexplicable pain?

Should I call you a garland of congenially glittering diamonds; or should I address you as a cloudburst of perennially rising yearning; torrentially bestowing upon me hurricanes of; poignantly exhilarating seduction?

Should I call you a mountain of unflinchingly limitless unity; or should I address you as the ultimate panache for my philanthropic success; as you cast the spell of your Omniscient belonging; profusely upon each element of my heart and soul; alike?

Should I call you an eternal rainbow of delectable sensuousness; or should I address you as vividly spell binding harmony; an impeccably nostalgic fairy; who transited me unwittingly into the corridors of immaculate childhood?

Should I call you the epitome of fabulously enamoring enthrallment; or should I address you as a tumultuously blazing seductress; igniting thunderbolts of vibrant longing; in every ingredient of my extinguishing blood?

Should I call you a paradise of insurmountably titillating pearls; or should I address you as a virgin field of unceasing prosperity; with your innocuous rudiments profoundly embedded in the pores of my; trembling conscience?

Should I call you a boisterously nubile and bubbly mermaid; or should I address you as the Goddess of celestial humility; who uninhibitedly bequeathed upon me; the principles of timeless love?

Should I call you a vivid kaleidoscope of unfathomably cheerful color; or should I address you as a scintillating expanse of intriguing happiness; a perennially unfazed spirit of adventure that swiped me like torrents of white lightening; from
my capriciously insipid feet?

Should I call you a royally piquant bee weaving tons of unsurpassably melodious honey; or should I address you as a intrepidly brazen nightingale; chirping the
tunes of unequivocally philanthropic existence; all night and sweltering day?

Should I call you Omnipresently synergistic whirlpools of fiery breath; or should I address you as a cavern of unsurpassable excitement; perpetuating me to handsomely philander in the land of the romantically unknown?

And should I call you the immortally passionate beating of my penurious heart; or should I address you the solely irrefutably love of my life; the very reason that I was blissfully breathing; and heavenly alive?

Shivers

The tall silhouette of sodium light pole shivered incessantly,
When fed with Herculean amounts of white electricity.

Golden sands of the scorched desert shivered in submission,
As tumultuous currents of nocturnal breeze; swept past them at midnight.

Soggy patches of unadulterated clay shivered with nostalgia,
An aftermath of being submerged in icy rain water; after months of blistering heat.

Phlegmatic territories of green river water shivered in ecstasy,
As they bore the brunt of rosewood boats; traversing tantalizingly through their surface.

Naked parchment of white ivory paper shivered in agony,
After invading its harmony with a plethora of blemishes; leaking from the fountain pen.

Pale Grey tarmac of the road shivered in incorrigible agony,
As onerous tyre treads of steel; trespassed them unrelentingly.

Glossily striped skin of the venomous reptile shivered in cupid ebullience,
The moment it saw the succulent body of fleet footed rabbit.

Undulating demeanor of the mystical mountain shivered in bewilderment,
As it was camouflaged in entirety by crispy bedsheets of brilliant snow.

The sacrosanct body of cow shivered with philanthropic gratitude,
As it was adeptly divested of large Jerry cans of milk.

And infinite arenas of my flesh shivered with a volley of squalid goose-bumps,
Which didn’t disappear for decades immemorial,
Embossing my tangible heart with uncouth scars of shattered romance,
My eyes flooding with an ocean of tears at her slightest mention;
several years after the Creator took her prematurely away from my life.

She Will Have To Stay Alive

She will have to laugh with pungent raptures of melody,

She will have to cry with effusive sobs of unsolicited hysteria,

She will have to nimbly dance to acrobatic leaps of the skipping rope,

She will have to crunch raw slices of blood red radish with arduous zeal,

She will have to walk upright in blistering currents of austere sun god,

She will have to smear her forehead with sacrosanct shades of vermilion,

She will have to adorn her dainty earlobe with jingling chains of white silver,

She will have to bounce with resplendent euphoria at times of felicity,

She will have to kiss the satiny tendrils of fragrant rose at the diffusion of dawn,

She will have to submerge her silhouette in salty waves of the ocean,

She will have to consume cupid mouthfuls of chocolate candy floss,

She will have to knead colossal masses of spongy dough to prepare appetizing sundries,

She will have to emboss mascara on her eyes; shielding them with traditional grace,

She will have to bathe with sheer nostalgia in pelting showers of monsoon rain,

She will have to sing in a voice replicating mesmerizing tunes of the nightingale,

She will have to perspire like a bull; while making indispensable attempts to clean the house,

She will have to break into guffaws of uninhibited laughter; when witnessing an authentic clown,

She will have to pen down enchanting lines of calligraphy; depicting rustic civilizations,

She will have to ride like a professional; on striped bare back of thoroughbred stallion,
She will have to decipher enigmatic puzzles in life; Inevitable for survival,

She will have to sleep like an angel all throughout the perilous night,

She will have to slog in the monotonous light of the diurnal day,

I would excuse her even if she failed to execute all of the above mentioned,

If only she kept herself alive for centuries unprecedented; for me to love on this earth.