Monthly Archives: April 2016

He made my eyes spell bindingly pregnant; with insurmountable mountains of perennially compassionate empathy; the unrelentingly fantastic tunnels of desire
hovering in his life,

He made my lips magnetically pregnant; with an unlimited festoon of poignantly amiable smiles; the winds of boundlessly triumphant euphoria that indefatigably circumvented his existence,

He made my skin resplendently pregnant; with a valley of fathomlessly nubile goose-bumps; handsomely disseminating the charismatic electricity of his majestic persona; wholesomely into mine,

He made my hair astoundingly pregnant; with an unsurpassable ocean of stupefying exhilaration; permeating them ravishingly with the ebulliently magical caress that lay in his princely palms,

He made my ears exotically pregnant; with waterfalls of everlasting melody; blissfully enshrouding the baseless hollowness of my life with his tunes of vibrantly victorious existence,

He made my mouth beautifully pregnant; with an endlessly fructifying garden of harmonious scent; enthrallingly imparting the fragrance of his eternally flamboyant survival entirely into mine,

He made my blood passionately pregnant; with untamed infernos of ecstatically scintillating yearning; celestially diffusing his spirit of philanthropically divine mantra of life; profusely into even the most inconspicuous of my stride,

He made my pulse ingratiatingly pregnant; with the waves of intrepidly unflinching adventure; sensuously bestowing his mystically emphatic touch all over my
uncontrollably trembling body,

He made my shadow fascinatingly pregnant; with magnificent cisterns of fantastically unending enigma; bestowing upon his cradle of unbelievably royal voluptuousness on every cranny of my drearily lambasted skin,

He made my teeth blazingly pregnant; with limitless skies of bountifully scintillating shine; gorgeously bequeathing the legacy of his aristocratically patriotic footsteps; upon the fabric of my shattered life,

He made my fingers dexterously pregnant; with unfathomable shades of regale artistry; chivalrously blending the reservoir of gargantuan sensitivity of his senses; in unshakable entirety with mine,

He made my chest fearlessly pregnant; with fortresses of solidarity and invincible courage; altruistically imparting the magnanimously pristine goodness of his
soul; to every bit of inadvertently malicious lies in the chapter of my life,

He made my conscience pregnant; with unassailable fireballs of godly truth; marvelously wafting the astonishingly proliferating and righteous scent of his
stride; into my miserably withering life,

He made my cheeks pregnant; with an unending entrenchment of bountifully embellished scarlet blushes; magically pouring the reverberations of his
overwhelmingly sensitive visage; into the meaninglessly wavering crux of heartless existence,

He made my hands gloriously pregnant; with an impregnably ubiquitous canvas of aristocratic destiny lines; timelessly maneuvering even the most mercurial
iota of my existence with the winds of uninhibited freedom; that incessantly emanated from his demeanor,

He made my brain fabulously pregnant; with unlimited aisles of thunderously overpowering fantasy; the enthrallingly heavenly rhythm of his existence being
the ultimate dream that I tirelessly perceived,

He made my breath pricelessly pregnant; with insatiably untamed whirlpools of vibrantly eclectic life; miraculously healing even the most inexplicably cancerous of my wounds; with his melody of benign mankind,

He made my belly sacredly pregnant; with his mischievously bouncing child; making me feel as the most richest organism on this Universe; without even a penny in my pocket and for infinite more births of mine,

And he made my heart immortally pregnant; with his tale of jubilantly iridescent love; a perpetual bonding which none on the planet could ever conquer; even after the planet itself came to a veritably ghastly end.

O! Mother why do you shed your costly tears for me?
I’m horrid and of no use to this world,
With every unforgiving minute to my credit,
And the agony of my presence; causing tears to your eyes,
Those eyes which once oozed tears of ebullient happiness and joy,
Newness and excitement,
With the past memories reflecting poignantly in them,
And the most moisture engulfing them; making those tears more costly and inimitably priceless.

Please close your eyes,
For I have not the strength; to see your sorrow pouring out,
Just for the sake of a wretched boy,
Those holy white drops of your pain; purify the area on which they fall,
Creating tremors of faith,
Depicting your immortal glory to all.
Your eyes are so astoundingly beautiful,
Weren’t meant to cry,
But to enjoy the tears of ecstasy gushing out instead,
Every instant; creating sweet rivulets of love,
Away from my unearthly soul,
In a blissful world you would like to live in,
Leaving my disgraceful form; in the hands of the supreme form.

My every unpardonable deed,
Leads me to those pointed thorns, where I await my harsh destiny.
O! Dear mother please don’t cry,
Don’t waste the wonderful years of your life,
For a coward like me, uncaring, unloving, causing misery to your impeccable heart,
Leave this devilish character,
Far away from your mesmerizing shadow,
Giving those eternal eyes of yours some rest,
But for heaven sake please don’t cry.

Spurious are those who bombastically manipulate,
Hideous are those who barbarically cheat,
Pompous are those who capriciously brag,
Surreptitious are those who devilishly flirt,
Prodigious are those who prolifically burgeon,
Promiscuous are those who raunchily unleash,
Lugubrious are those who remorsefully castigate,
Dolorous are those who sullenly fret,
Licentious are those who bawdily embrace,
Capricious are those who insipidly wither,
Porous are those who candidly fulminate,
Superfluous are those who unnecessarily flaunt,
Outrageous are those who traumatically condemn,
Ignominious are those who unrelentingly abuse,
Courageous are those who unflinchingly confront,
Audacious are those who intrepidly adventure,
Salacious are those who sleazily ostracize,
Sanctimonious are those who ostentatiously purify,
Delicious are those who harmoniously synthesize,
Deleterious are those who perniciously destroy,
Ominous are those who abhorrently envy,
Perilous are those who precariously slither,
Ostentatious are those who invidiously epitomize,
Pretentious are those who treacherously plot,
Vociferous are those who discordantly chatter,
Tumultuous are those who poignantly embark,
Ubiquitous are those who celestially patronize,
Rambunctious are those who cacophonically utter,
Sensuous are those who tantalizingly fantasize,
Voluptuous are those who eternally romance,
Ferocious are those who vengefully pluck,
Glamorous are those who aristocratically cynosure,
Blasphemous are those who malevolently plunder,
Loquacious are those who indefatigably chatter,
Dexterous are those who articulately maneuver,
Malicious are those who vindictively stab,
Victorious are those who unitedly surge,
Torturous are those who worthlessly asphyxiate,
Pugnacious are those who morbidly attack,
Insidious are those who tyrannically lambaste,
Glorious are those who spell bindingly blaze,
Fabulous are those who magnificently dream,
Marvelous are those who wonderfully synchronize,
Tremendous are those who passionately bond,
Incredulous are those who rejuvenatingly proliferate,
Onerous are those who perseveringly sweat,
Sonorous are those who airily shun,
Notorious are those who diabolically cheat,
Flirtatious are those who mischievously wander,
Vicious are those who parasitically evict,
Parsimonious are those who stingily poison,
Pious are those who impeccably sanctify,
Atrocious are those who sinfully infiltrate,
Acrimonious are those who hatefully whip,
Luminous are those who benevolently shimmer,
Vivacious are those who resplendently blossom,
Precocious are those who rhythmically mushroom,
Thunderous are those who deafeningly reverberate,
Innocuous are those who truthfully breathe,
Obnoxious are those who disdainfully backbite,
Scurrilous are those who brutally desensitize,
Gracious are those who charismatically melange,
Ludicrous are those who maniacally discriminate,
Opprobrious are those who impeachingly debase,
Sumptuous are those who ravishingly relish,
Ravenous are those who disastrously impoverish,
Egregious are those who ruthlessly orphan,
Ambitious are those who tirelessly conceive,
Bounteous are those who philanthropically disseminate,
Courteous are those who wholeheartedly blend,
Zealous are those who fervently pursue,
Arduous are those who insatiably long,
Assiduous are those who diligently progress,
Dubious are those who ingloriously ruminate,
Ambiguous are those who inexplicably vacillate,
And precious are those who symbiotically exist.

My love for you; was my sole religion; transcending over every other discrepancy of caste; creed; color; tribe and humbly endeavoring to unite the entire planet with the best religion of them all; The Religion of Humanity,

My obeisance towards you; was my sole enrichment to live; imbibe the true fragrance of existence in perfect symbiosis with every speck of your fathomlessly wonderful environment,

My salutations towards you; were my sole honor to survive amidst a pack of wolves; be unwavering in my stride and mission of goodness; even as the cannibals of greed converged upon me from all ends,

My prayers imploring you; were my sole directions in this truncated lifetime; doing my destined job to my very best by your grace; and then leaving everything else upon your Omnipotent stride to decide,

My speaking your name; was my sole blessedly enlightened moment of life; making me oblivious to every diabolical dagger thrust towards me; and rising with infallible truth- with the first rays of sunrise,

My remembering your divine light; was my sole lantern of happiness amidst the bemoaning blackness that tightened its vice like grip; empowering me to tower above every color; and yet emerge victorious with the color of love,

My faith in you; was my sole pillar of strength; metamorphosing every diminutively trembling bone of mine to march on the path of righteousness; carving a history of love out of sheer and vapid nothingness,

My perception of you; was the sole end of my imagination; as you owned the entire Universe and beyond; and everything good in this life commenced and blissfully ended with the boundaries you gave me to live,

My embracing your living Mosque, Temple, Church, Monastery; was my sole moment of fulfillment that absolved me of even the most inadvertently committed of my sins; and evolved a brand new path of vibrant life,

My asking your mercy; was the sole boon of my beleaguered twilight; as I could now exuberantly mélange shoulder to shoulder with the world outside; and only bow my head at your Omniscient feet,

My visualizing your sky; earth and the atmosphere that lay in between; was the sole poetry that radiated from my countenance; as my humane ability to cognize started and ended with whatever you limited me to see,

My following your Omnipresent light; was the sole path that I tread on in this devout survival; letting every uninhibited ounce of positive energy in my heart; to escape into sacrosanct wisps of the atmosphere,

My intensity to become one with your light; was the sole essence of everything humanitarian that I executed as the days unveiled; earnestly attempting my very best to unite all living kind; into an earth of love,

My belief in whatever you had destined was for the good; was the sole principle on which I placed the roots of my life; which again was the most wondrously mesmerizing gift to traverse upon earth; from your heavens,

My poems for you; were the sole reason that I always felt as if in compassionate paradise amongst the most usurping of humans; but your Omnipotent aura of love ruling my conscience over one and all,

My yearning to be in perpetual bewilderment of your majestic Universe; was my sole expression to flourish on planet divine; entwining my palms in unflinching unity with my fellow mates in duress,

My worshipping you from the innermost realms of my heart; was the sole ritual of holiness that I performed till I quit breath; loving you and your invincibly unparalleled ways in the best manner that you taught me to,

Therefore O! Lord Almighty and your holy messengers; I hereby pray to you to forgive me for even the most inadvertently committed of my misdeed;

And if you cannot pardon me; then give me death this very instant in whatever form you may choose to; But please don’t be angry with me; Please don’t stop loving me-for without your love; I’d be as good as ghastily dead; and yet with breath.

Powerful to smile; as I heard something abysmally resonating in ludicrous vicinity,

Powerful to fight; as I confronted the mightiest of disaster with astronomical fortitude and tenacity,

Powerful to sleep; as I snored more thunderously than the demons; resting in overwhelmingly celestial contentment,

Power to admire; as I sighted the mesmerizing puffs of clouds floating passionately in azure sky,

Powerful to sketch; as I masterfully captured the labyrinth of picturesque sights which majestically dotted the fathomless gorge,

Powerful to sing; as I inundated the gloomy atmosphere with everlasting waves of seductively rhapsodic melody,

Powerful to mimic; as I possessed the incomprehensibly fascinating virtue to emulate a boundless myriad of voice,

Powerful to write; as I deluged a mountain of disdainfully barren paper; with exquisite lines of oligarchic literature,

Powerful to fantasize; as I triggered the chords of enigmatic imagination to the most ebulliently unprecedented limits,

Powerful to speak; as I silenced unrelentingly menacing mobs of fanatic people; with the domineering authority in my voice,

Powerful to dance; as I gyrated my body in insatiable agony under profusely milky rays of enchanting moonlight,

Powerful to run; as I galloped like the vivacious panther; through the mystical forests at the unveiling of each ephemeral dawn,

Powerful to flirt; as I had this inexplicable tenacity to incarcerate any alien in the swirl of my indefatigable mischief,

Powerful to dig; as I impregnated a tunnel of vibrantly optimistic hope; in layers
of obdurately infidel soil,

Powerful to stare; as I relentlessly looked the sweltering sun without flinching the slightest; for hours immemorial,

Powerful to chew; as I masticated the most resilient morsels of food into handsome bits of pulverized chowder,

Powerful to forsee; as I perspicaciously tackled each aspect of pragmatically monotonous life; measuring each step of mine as I walked,

Powerful to breathe; as I lived each moment of life to its most unbelievable capacity; with the euphoria to perennially discover fervently besieging me,

But powerless to face her; as I wholesomely submitted my humble countenance to the wave of her turbulently swirling love; bonding my heart; body and soul with
the immortal essence of her sacred existence.

The conglomerate of sinister black clouds in the cosmos; poured cloudbursts of torrential rain,

The blazing body of flamboyantly ferocious Sun; poureda garland of profoundly enchanting and fulminating light,

The voluptuously crested nightingale seated on the fir tree; poured a stream of seductively melodious sounds,

The lanky candlestick sizzling in an inferno of handsomely dancing flames; poured an unrelenting river of delectably pearly wax,

The Moon tantalizingly impregnated amidst the quilt of resplendent stars; poured an ocean of uninhibited and milky white beams,

The island of alluringly scarlet roses; poured a valley of stupendously wonderful and exotic redolence,

The oyster held up high in the sky; poured an incredulously enticing volley
of immaculately captivating pearls,

The mind at absolute bliss; poured an unfathomable terrain of emphatically varied and enigmatically tingling fantasy,

The fountain pen inundated with sapphire pools of poignant ink; poured a royal lake of majestically embellished and passionate words,

The cat perched agitatedly on the spiky fence; poured an innocuous string of yelps and effusive ‘Meows’, The gigantic tree standing domineeringly on the isolated hill; poured a cavalcade of rhapsodic berries and bountiful fruits,

The mouth at divinely harmony; poured a tunnel of mesmerizing sound and fabulously fascinating rhyme,

The eye encapsulated by astronomically escalating jubilation; poured a rainbow of ebulliently glistening tears,

The body inevitably imprisoned by a whirlpool of tumultuously fiery romance; poured a waterfall of overwhelmingly volatile sweat,

The scores of Mother cow’s marching placidly through the meadows; poured painstakingly a lake of impeccably frosty and celestial milk,
The wedding album lying obsolete for decades on the profusely dusty shelf; poured a tale of nostalgically animated fantasy which permeated through the inner most compartments of my soul,

The wildly philandering panther; poured a tale of thunderously deafening roar; petrifying even the most minuscule of organism in vicinity till the last bone down their spine,

The nose drowned in unprecedentedly obsessive compassion; poured a dungeon of piquantly pepped up and moist air,

And the heart ever since the time it had started to throb; ever since the time it had first palpitated to commence beautiful life; poured only immortal love; would continue to do so intensifying with each beat; even after the world comes to an abrupt end.

The magnanimous personality of God lies in all,
multiple Gods we do encounter,
as brilliant sunshine transits into starry night,
the prime Creator being twin meals of boiled rice,
succeeded by a liter barrel of ground water solvent,
sealed bamboo, metal, concrete, roofs,
sheltering human flesh, from torrential rain,
acerbic rays of light, whirlwinds of obnoxious dust.

the next God is handsome white cotton cloth,
encapsulating shivering bare bodies with perennial warmth.

God nestles in starch white currency notes,
earned through perspiring hard labor, streaks of gifted intelligence,
quenching gross demands of routine life.

God inhabits crimson red, fragrant rose,
emanating from clay mud, tickling masses of humans,
fleets of birds, with its omnipotent scent of love.

the supreme personality of Godhead,
luminates large in all those bathing in ponds of benevolence,
reinforcing egalitarian beliefs in all races,
breathing oxygen coated with malice,
living as a united bundle of iron sticks, for decades of harmonious existence.

I dabble my feet in a pool of water,
Lying solitary on deserted tarmac,
A blend of algae and dirt,
With a caravan of powerful stench emanating,
Perceived obnoxiously by the breath center,
Comprising hairy tunnels of sticky mucus,
Creating waves of hazy drops,
Suspended in elastic walls of blotted water,
In an ambience of moistened blackness,
Appalling gloom of the sweltering night,
With fleet of birds chirping incessantly,
Propagating freedom through aviatory rhymes.
The water factory of micro-organisms,
Awaits galleries of blistering sunshine,
A million seconds of bated breath,
Fumigating it with clean rays of filtered light,
Breaking chains of trapped water,
Few days of stagnated persona,
Evaporating a hectare of water pond,
An assemblage of seasonal rainfall,
Into crispy delights of thin atmosphere.

I polished my shoe using a blend of molten wax and color; exerting
onerous strokes with my hands,
As an aftermath they shone brilliantly under the sun; however after a
few hours of transgressing through the streets; they were completely
covered with squalid mud.

I polished the nondescript wall using a canister full of turpentine
oil; painting the same with shades of sparkling white,
As a result it appeared a stupendous treat to the eye; however after a
while I noticed abashing chocolate smudges which the children must have left
while playing.

I polished the necklace of lackluster silver by dipping it in pure
milk; vigorously kneading its periphery applying stringent lemon,
As a manifestation it shimmered magnificently under the beams of moon;
however when I sighted it after a few days it had again acquired incorrigible
stains of black juxtaposed with perspiration.

I polished my plate of food submerging it in a bath of foam; then
scrubbing it with a cloth of flocculent silk,
It glistened marvelously as if brand new; however after consuming my
meal of rice and curry; it again got coated with blemishes of black and blue.

I polished the windscreen of my car drenching it in tepid water; then
massaging it till it emanated a screeching sound,
The effect was so incredulous that I could almost spot stars sleeping
behind the sun; however after few minutes of driving the glass again looked
tainted with a sheet of nascent dust lining its borders.

I polished my finger nails using scarlet nailpolish; meticulously
applying it to engulf the entire surface,
The effect was pretty exotic as they conspicuously glimmered under the
lights; however after a fortnight the color seemed to as evanescent as the
passing storms.

I polished my teeth using a fat smear of tangy toothpaste; resolutely
stroking the brush umpteenth times on their surface,
As a consequence the armory of my enamel radiated like scintillating
pearls; however as the day unveiled itself into night; I saw a host of germ and
bacteria sticking merrily to them.

I polished my attire using an antiseptic bar of detergent; brushing
away the most minuscule particle of dust from my collar,
As a result of which I got profoundly noticed in public; however after
a few minutes a speeding car sprayed a drizzle of fetid water while passing;
and my immaculate demeanor was now converted to mere shambles.

I polished the floor all day using all sorts of modern contrivances;
even going to the extent of licking it clean with my tongue,
As an inevitable outcome it emitted brilliant ramifications of purity;
however after sometime was rendered indescribable; as unruly strangers entered
with their dirty feet.

But as far as my beloved was concerned she didn’t need the slightest of
sparkle; the slightest of ostentation to project her persona,
The inner beauty of her heart perennially shone; irrespective of
changing seasons and the unleashing of time,
She was the only person who by my perception was the most beautiful;
the one who didn’t need the slightest of polish.

P stands for PATRIOTISM; an insatiably untamed gusto in the demeanor; to uninhibitedly relinquish life; for the sake of the sacrosanct motherland,
P stands for PITY; wholesomely blending with the sentiment of the tyrannically terrorized; flooding their abode with beams of astronomical courage,
Not for hideously dictatorial POWER; indiscriminate trampling of the innocuously timid; with swords of manipulative greed and beguiling prejudice.

O stands for OBEDIENCE; a flamboyantly stringent ray of discipline; to scrupulously metamorphose all deplorably malevolent lies; into the irrefutably
blazing island of invincible truth,
O stands for OPERATIONAL; a perennial yearning to march on the path of righteousness and duty; be the most scintillating stalwarts of the society,
Not for barbaric OSTRACISM; overwhelmingly castigation of the oppressed tribes; ominous massacring of the deprived; to dig the foundations of spuriously
glittering wealth.

L stands for LISTENING; philanthropically lending the ear to the cry of disastrously lecherous pain; gallantly marching forward to swipe all traces of
crime from this colossal planet,
L stands for LEADERSHIP; being the very first to plunge into the unfathomable sea of ungainly turbulence; transforming it into an island of
benevolence; with the most sagacious use of law,
Not for salacious LANGUISH; insidiously feasting on nubile flesh and opulent wine; while the destitute got soaked in ghastly blood by the
diabolical demons.

I stands for INTELLIGENCE; astoundingly discerning and punishing the horde of heinous parasites; out of the gigantic civilization blissfully existing in tranquil peace,
I stands for INTREPIDITY; a never-ending spirit of confronting the bizarrely unknown; staying awake as the sentinels of peace all invidious night; while the
innocent slept to their hearts delight,
Not for impudent INEPTNESS; profusely dedicated to culinary delights of the preposterously protruding stomach; while hell rained in torrentially uncontrolled frenzy; from the fathomless sky outside.

C stands for COMPASSION; a blissful synchronization with the hearts of the common man; truly commiserating with their agony; while at the same time removing them from the disdainfully abominable muddle; of savage corruption,
C stands for COMMAND; a vibrantly dynamic volcano of blistering authority; which imparts the Omnipotent fortitude to; wholesomely vanquish the
most lethal of devil,
Not for cowardly CORRUPTION; accepting bribe to polish even the most infinitesimal speck of dirt on the shoe; a stain that would ironically take decades to gather.

E stands for EQUALITY; judiciously catering to the sorrows of all caste; creed; and tribes; with an insatiable fervor of sparkling benevolence; and alike,
E stands for ENERGY; an unrelenting euphoria to unitedly rise to the cause of the Nation’s prosperity; tirelessly strive to eradicate the most tiniest trace of lethal doing; forever from the trajectory of this boundless earth,
Not for forced ENMITY; using the devastatingly maimed as a stick to walk forward; on the powerhouse politicians; irately meaningless demand.