Each Time You Lift The Cricket World Cup-We’re Proud To Be A True Indian

Each time you enter the field in your royal robes of blue— it makes the hair of a billion of us stand up in uncanny excitement, high and handsome towards the sky,

Each time you wave to us from the dressing room—it makes a billion of us feel that we’re the most united family ever on surface of planet divine,

Each time you send the ball whistling past the boundary ropes—it makes the heart of a billion of us leap out of our chests- to magically blend with you, beat for beat,

Each time you perform your beautifully invincible huddle—it makes us a billion of us feel that India is the strongest nation of them all, wondrously breathing and alive,

Each time you take those daring catches under the blinding Sun—it makes a billion of us feel that ‘Impossible’ is really a word non-existent and in the dictionary of dead fools,

Each time you rattle the opposition stumps with mere disdain—it makes a billion of us instantly gobble the deadliest venom in our laps—like it was life-yielding honey,

Each time you smile even under the mightiest onslaught around you—it makes a billion of us grit our teeth in determination—to forever conquer every devil in and around us,

Each time you ease out for lunch and refreshing drinks—it makes a billion of us fervently pray for the most sweetest of your victory- as you restarted a fresh innings,

Each time you tensely glance towards the miserably overcast skies—it makes a billion of us exude into inexhaustible pools of cold sweat—losing our mood for everything else,

Each time you rekindle the atmosphere with your heroic fielding—it makes a billion of us take fresh birth once again and lay all our inexplicable sorrows to perennial rest,

Each time you collectively charge forward in a blood-curling appeal—it makes a billion of us want to enter the soul of the third umpire and rule every decision in
your favor,

Each time you break records of even the slightest of denomination—it makes a billion of us salute our revered flag, in honor and glory of your majestically gallant prowess,

Each time you lay injured on the austere turf—it makes a billion of us inconsolably bleed in the innermost of our veins—wanting to be shoulder to each of your cries,

Each time you sportingly shake hands with the opposition even in face of defeat—it makes a billion of us feel that we’re not at war-but relishing cricket at its imperious best,

Each time you run down the pitch to perseveringly earn every invaluable run—it makes a billion of us feel the scent of our sacred motherland drift from you—even though a countless kilometers apart,

Each time you go for the kill even as the target loomed impossibly beyond your reach—it makes a billion of us feel that the air around us is our ultimate resuscitating paradise,

And each time you lift the ‘Cricket World Cup’ for us or even thought of doing that in your dreams—it makes a billion of us rediscover our forgotten identities, makes us feel that we’re proud to be an offspring of this great Indian soil—that we’re proud to be a true Indian.

Each Life Loves

Each star twinkles,
Each rose scents,
Each clock ticks,
Each cloud drifts,
Each arm sweats,
Each lip smiles,
Each skin bleeds,
Each eye winks,
Each wind blows,
Each wave undulates,
Each echo mystifies,
Each seed sprouts,
Each mother bears,
Each pig gobbles,
Each fist curls,
Each ball rolls,
Each icecube melts,
Each bird flies,
Each cloth sequesters,
Each dungeon darkens,
Each soul stupefies,
Each nightingale mesmerizes,
Each tooth chews,
Each mosquito bites,
Each peacock blossoms,
Each lion roars,
Each mind dreams,
Each organism evolves,
Each soldier immortalizes,
Each shape signifies,
Each battle vindicates,
Each nose smells,
Each waterfall diffuses,
Each path leads,
Each summit personifies,
Each ideal enlightens,
Each ray brightens,
Each scorpion stings,
Each gutter stinks,
Each tongue satiates,
Each demeanor shadows,
Each root embeds,
Each cow milks,
Each glue sticks,
Each mirror reflects,
Each trend innovates,
Each beauty enchants,
Each destiny enthralls,
Each embrace intimates,
Each stare captivates,
Each pearl scintillates,
Each muscle fortifies,
Each game rejuvenates,
Each effort achieves,
Each foot tramples,
Each ambition drives,
Each lie decimates,
Each manipulation massacres,
Each passion fulminates,
Each wing flaps,
Each journey explores,
Each arrow wounds,
Each talent blooms,
Each mission idolizes,
Each example symbolizes,
Each joy celebrates,
Each tear commiserates,
Each emulation falsifies,
Each experience realizes,
Each desire erupts,
Each benevolence proliferates,
Each proof validates,
Each violence rebels,
Each sleep replenishes,
Each idea metamorphoses,
Each adjective enhances,
Each antiseptic heals,
Each parasite clings,
Each insult pinches,
Each nail scratches,
Each dog barks,
Each bee hums,
Each duck quacks,
Each squirrel nibbles,
Each feeling bonds,
Each silence blesses,
Each rebuke vomits,
Each spider weaves,
Each flame ignites,
Each eraser rubs,
Each brick constructs,
Each dolphin delights,
Each raspberry enthuses,
Each acid burns,
Each insinuation intrigues,
Each leaf withers,
Each snake hisses,
Each pirate plunders,
Each prince rules,
Each enigma eludes,
Each truth eternalizes,
Each emblem patronizes,
Each story modernizes,
Each whip tyrannizes,
Each raconteur soliloquizes,
Each shackle traumatizes,
Each beat pulsates,
Each wine intoxicates,
Each beam dazzles,
Each sword slashes,
Each advertisement beguiles,
Each feather tickles,
Each fire blazes,
Each matchstick incinerates,
Each droplet pacifies,
Each complication tenses,
Each sport recharges,
Each whisper reverberates,
Each model exposes,
Each commodity sells,
Each death depresses,
Each height impresses,
Each relationship harnesses,
Each inspiration leads,
Each medicine rehabilitates,
Each knife cuts,
Each noose strangulates,
Each tail wags,
Each desert simmers,
Each farmer ploughs,
Each scepter protects,
Each conviction delivers,
Each ink embosses,
Each fish swims,
Each frog croaks,
Each leech sucks,
Each astringent cleans,
Each wall defends,
Each cream titillates,
Each desire mellows,
Each romance flowers,
Each monster growls,
Each lunatic frenzies,
Each lover exultates,
Each revolution perseveres,
Each knot entangles,
Each reward astonishes,
Each cynosure reveals,
Each impersonation cheats,
Each coalition unites,
Each sharing satisfies,
Each yawn isolates,
Each poking irritates,
Each design synchronizes,
Each dimension accurates,
Each earthquake devastates,
Each misdeed penalizes,
Each thorn pierces,
Each picture portrays,
Each scowl abhors,
Each lock incarcerates,
Each key unveils,
Each bone crunches,
Each storm transcends,
Each stream gurgles,
Each fountain cascades,
Each suspense chills,
Each grave dooms,
Each cuckoo sings,
Each butterfly frolicks,
Each chameleon changes,
Each sadist tortures,
Each fist clenches,
Each neck rotates,
Each bank secures,
Each handshake binds,
Each repetition emphasizes,
Each panther gallops,
Each fox manipulates,
Each froth tantalizes,
Each caricature mocks,
Each ride frees,
Each hook captures,
Each horizon expands,
Each platform resurrects,
Each foothold maneuvers,
Each sheep bleats,
Each fountain cascades,
Each icecream cools,
Each candle melts,
Each rain stimulates,
Each bicycle pedals,
Each fossil recounts,
Each chocolate ravishes,
Each dragon snares,
Each rat squeaks,
Each sponge compresses,
Each spring rebounds,
Each thumbprint qualifies,
Each age teaches,
Each situation demands,
Each nostalgia yearns,
Each caress stirs,
Each encouragement revives,
Each elastic stretches,
Each file stores,
Each boundary limits,
Each mouth speaks,
Each wave ebbs,
Each bliss bestows,
Each salute respects,
Each cancer debilitates,
Each loss cripples,
Each scenery fascinates,
Each sunshine optimizes,
Each worm burrows,
Each flamingo hibernates,
Each crocodile pulverizes,
Each voluptuous excites,
Each lover sacrifices,
Each possessive obsesses,
Each support amalgamates,
Each ant irritates,
Each speck floats,
Each politician promises,
Each bat suspends,
Each rendezvous intimates,
Each spontaneity renews,
Each marauding destructs,
Each fever disorients,
Each utopia incantates,
Each burglar pilfers,
Each bludgeon strikes,
Each success inspires,
Each imagination transpires,
Each cheek blushes,
Each greed empties,
Each umbrella shelters,
Each culture cares,
Each smoke smolders,
Each film stars,
Each lick wets,
Each melody enthralls,
Each cognition triggers,
Each meditation concentrates,
Each cat meows,
Each volcano erupts,
Each tornado entrenches,
Each python swallows,
Each art expresses,
Each word exemplifies,
Each balance weighs,
Each nerve connects,
Each reflection magnifies,
Each magnet attracts,
Each philanthropism appreciates,
Each demon intimidates,
Each infant cries,
Each balloon bursts,
Each beak pecks,
Each envious condemns,
Each dawn embellishes,
Each infection spreads,
Each massage recharges,
Each host serves,
Each tip epitomizes,
Each soil cultivates,
Each bomb devastates,
Each enclosure obfuscates,
Each garland felicitates,
Each facility facilitates,
Each goodness prevails,
Each current electrocutes,
Each toy plays,
Each fairy marvels,
Each window overlooks,
Each eyeball moistens,
Each trendsetter motivates,
Each messiah ameliorates,
Each pagan violates,
Each mist obscures,
Each pain perpetuates,
Each humanitarian helps,
Each oil greases,
Each draught whistles,
Each conscience guides,
Each monotony exhausts,
Each drama evokes,
Each karma consecrates,
Each religion cares,
Each breath lives,
Each heart palpitates,
Each body relishes,
Each existence decides,
And each life loves.

Each Heart.

Each ear on this gigantically colossal Universe; was bonded by the beautifully vespered essence; of ingratiatingly alluring sound,

Each nose on this marvelously fantastic Universe; was bonded by a overwhelmingly poignant whirlpool; of enamoringly evoking scent,

Each eye on this fathomlessly mystical Universe; was bonded by a fabulously emphatic ocean; of everlasting empathy,

Each lip on this astronomically mystical Universe; was bonded by a voluptuously mesmerizing battlefield; of tantalizing smile,

Each stomach on this incomprehensibly eclectic Universe; was bonded by insatiably augmenting pangs; of frenziedly ecstatic hunger,

Each palm on this fantastically gorgeous Universe; was bonded by an inexplicably vibrant flurry of; profusely poignant destiny lines,

Each bone on this invincibly boundless Universe; was bonded by a formidably integral mountain; of incredulously resilient strength,

Each skin on this bountifully endowing Universe; was bonded by a enthrallingly ebullient meadow; of vacillatingly glorious color,

Each finger on this ravishingly seductive Universe; was bonded by an intransigently amicable platform; of philanthropic friendship,

Each mind on this wonderfully serene Universe; was bonded by an unrelentingly rhapsodic blanket; of euphorically flaming fantasy,

Each blood on this eternally harmonious Universe; was bonded by the irrefutably ubiquitous religion; of marvelously benign humanity,

Each shadow on this vivaciously resplendent Universe; was bonded by an enchanting spell; of inexorably unending enigma,

Each throat on this celestially endowing Universe; was bonded by a blissfully divine wave; of effusively ardent sound,

Each lung on this insurmountably sacred Universe; was bonded by an indispensably exuberant cloud; of passionately embracing wind,

Each eyelid on this stupendously tingling Universe; was bonded by a unbelievably flirtatious radiance; of innocuous charm and frolic,

Each armpit on this unsurpassably intrepid Universe; was bonded by a perseveringly golden avalanche; of seductively sizzling sweat,

Each nostril on this compassionately united Universe; was bonded by a fervent cloudburst; of inevitably vital breath,

Each conscience on this vociferously blazing Universe; was bonded by an irrevocable whiff; of perpetual righteousness,

Each voice on this perennially spawning Universe; was bonded by an exhilarating inferno; of inscrutably eluding enthrallment,

And each heart on this astoundingly Godly Universe; was bonded by immortally unconquerable threads; of ecstatically proliferating love.

Each Beat Of My Heart

Each part of my disastrously dithering fingers; lived solely for your magical palms; ardently anticipating those cherished moments; when you clasped me in your divinely warmth,

Each pore of my devastatingly impoverished skin; lived solely for your compassionately pristine sweat; relentlessly wanting to blend with your scent of
timeless perseverance; for centuries unfathomable,

Each follicle of my ludicrously sagging eyelashes; lived solely for your marvelously exhilarating flirtation; relishing fathomless moments of rhapsodic jubilation; profusely enthused by the majestic leap in your charismatic stride,

Each tinge on my pathetically imprisoned lips; lived solely for your bountifully celestial smiles; indefatigably floating in a magical entrenchment of your voluptuously eluding senses,

Each cranny of my bizarrely dwindling toes; lived solely for your gloriously heavenly footprints; ardently dreaming all day and sensuously starry night; of kissing the paths your most philanthropically tread,

Each tear of my gruesomely blinded eyes; lived solely for your blissfully poignant and benevolent soul; eternally wanting to sight your reflection in the tenure of my destined life; and even till countless births after my veritable death,

Each reverberation of my dolorously dangling ears; solely lived for your unsurpassable ocean of resplendently twinkling sounds; piquantly deluging
every aspect of my manipulatively tyrannical existence; with unprecedented vibrancy and emphatic cheer,

Each ingredient of my viciously asphyxiated blood; solely lived for your irrefutably triumphant tenacity to unflinchingly face even the most acrimonious of obstacle in life; your spell binding spirit to unitedly survive embracing the religion of priceless
mankind,

Each shade of my despicably withering cheek; solely lived for your innocuously Godly kiss; which transited me into a paradise infinite kilometers higher than the
seductive clouds; triggering fireballs of untamed ebullience; all throughout my feeble persona,

Each chord of my ghastily cacophonic throat; solely lived for your immaculately gorgeous yawns; nostalgically catapulting me back into realms of impeccable childhood; when I bounced uninhibitedly and without the slightest of apprehension; in the sacrosanct lap of my mother,

Each element of my nervously fluttering shadow; solely lived for your marvelously imposing and tantalizing countenance; the irrevocably unending spell of ecstatic enchantment that you ravishingly diffused; every time you alighted your nimble foot,

Each curvature of my deplorably pulverized spine; solely lived for your irrefutably Omnipotent touch; wholesomely mitigating me of all my inexplicable sorrow; rendering me speechless in a world of everlasting newness and unbelievably swirling
happiness,

Each wrinkle on my treacherously crinkled skin; solely lived for your stupendously blossoming and piquantly iridescent freshness; as you unfurled into an infinite
colors of vivacious life; on every path that your enchantingly tread,

Each iota of my murderously depleted and dilapidated muscle; solely lived for your tireless tenacity to surge forward in titillating life; rhetorically maneuvering me from a dungeon of delinquently stagnant darkness into a civilization of eternally gratifying
light,

Each bone of my lecherously extinguishing body; solely lived for your unbelievably humanitarian cadence; your undaunted struggle to alleviate crippling suffering;
incessantly pioneer to uplift all those deprived; in the impregnable chapter of your life,

Each wave of my excruciatingly incarcerated soul; solely lived for your miraculously intrepid exultation to synergistically lead life; disseminate the essence of mankind to every dwelling besieged with agonizing pain; and gory darkness,

Each corridor of my manipulatively commercial conscience; solely lived for your irrevocably invincible ideals of truth and non-violence; the winds of ubiquitous solidarity on which you unassailably floated; every time the earth was born; once again,

Each puff of my staggeringly barbaric breath; solely lived for your melodiously tinkling vivacity; the fearless tranquility on your redolently untainted face; even when you were just about to relinquish your last bit of sagaciousness; and enter your horrific grave,

And each beat of my pathetically dying heart; solely lived for your immortally passionate love; the insatiable propensity in your unconquerable chest; that not only granted me a countless benign lives; but didn’t let me die even after my death.

Dying In Your Perpetual Lap

An honor more indomitable for me; than euphorically catapulting to the most
handsomely embellished summit of the invincible Himalayas,

An honor more Herculean for me; than resplendently relishing every ingredient of my blood; with the eternally fructifying fruits of venerated mother nature,

An honor more unsurpassable for me; than engendering the entire gigantic
Universe to nimbly dance; on my harmoniously symbiotic fingertips,

An honor more unlimited for me; than assimilating every conceivable trace of
affluence; from the panoramically mesmerizing treasuries of this fathomless
planet,

Was breathing the last breath of my impoverished life in your divinely arms
O! Eternal Beloved; profoundly reminiscing those ardent moments when we had
just first met; and then dying in your beautiful lap only to be reborn; as yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER.

1.

An honor more unfathomable for me; than rejoicing my life as a rapaciously
embellished prince; every unfurling minute that I insuperably lived,

An honor more limitless for me; than imbibing every bit of ingenious proliferation; that bountifully flowered on the trajectory of this unbelievably eclectic Universe,

An honor more boundless for me; than leading every instant of my existence
as the wind of aristocratically blazing patriotism and philanthropic selflessness,

An honor more momentous for me; than being consecrated as a temple of heavenly righteousness; for my indefatigable pioneering of the religion of humanity,

Was breathing the last breath of my truncated life close to your enchanting lips O! Enamoring Beloved; poignantly reminiscing our clandestine flirtation away from all conventionally tyrannical society; and then dying in your perennial lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER.

2.

An honor more victorious for me; than reigning as an inferno of unassailably
unflinching authority; over every construable bit of space on this relentlessly unceasing earth,

An honor more unending for me; than being worshipped as an irrevocably
altruistic martyr; by all echelon of iridescently motley mankind,

An honor more memorable for me; than impregnably illuminating as a singular
flame of Omnipotently optimistic hope; in every household besieged with ghoulishly disparaging despair,

An honor more enlightening for me; than relentlessly feasting my eyes on the
corridors of peerlessly undefeatable and blissfully timeless paradise,

Was breathing the last breath of my destitute life staring into your ingratiatingly pristine eyes O! Bountiful Beloved; compassionately reminiscing those moments when our lips met in torrentially ecstatic frenzy for the very first time; and then dying in your inimitable lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER.

3.

An honor more tremendous for me; than unrelentingly drenching myself in the rain of tirelessly blessing prosperity,

An honor more versatile for me; than being prolifically written about; serenaded to the most unprecedented limits of cynosure; all across the hi-tech world,

An honor more towering for me; than being christened as the most splendidly
sacred; humanitarian saint alive,

An honor more fragrant for me; than coalescing even the most mercurial cranny of my countenance with the blessedly untainted religion of unshakable mankind,

Was breathing the last breath of my unsolicited life nibbling at your silken ears O! benign Beloved; effusively reminiscing that instant when we were bonded by all religions in threads of connubial matrimony; and then dying in your ubiquitous lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER.

Dying For The First Time

The outlines of vivacious trees seemed to be getting blurred as the minutes unveiled; with their colossal demeanor now appearing as sandwiched matchsticks,

The atmosphere seemed to be getting colder by the instant; although the air surrounding me was at the astronomical peak of sweltering summer,

The cars transgressing in vicinity seemed to be an obfuscated whiz; as if blotches of soft cotton sped forward at thunderous velocities,

The deafening roar of the panther; seemed to be like an inconspicuous squeak; although the beast kept incessantly parading round my persona,

The fingers of my palm felt like squelched jelly; collapsing with a thud on the ground; no matter how intractably I tried to hold them up,

The color of the flamboyantly pugnacious Sun; seemed like a pallid white mushroom lying scattered in oblivion on the ground,

The boundlessly towering mountain ranges in the surrounding; seemed like a weak stone lying nimbly beside my palm,

The ingratiatingly appetizing morsels of food and ravishing water lying before my feet; seemed to be completely bland; like a wriggling worm engulfed with slime,

The artists spell binding painting embodied on scintillating white canvas; seemed like a lame duck floating without a single droplet of water,

The mammoth barrel of heavenly crimson whisky; seemed to be like a diminutive mosquito irascibly bothering me in my ears,

The impeccable white shirt which the farmer was wearing; seemed to be profusely entrenched with diabolically ghastly blood,

The timidly placid waves of the ocean; seemed as if they were satanically caressing the pearly moon,

The infinitesimal bodied ants crawling on the marshy ground; seemed like ghoulishly colossal monsters; making a dash towards my neck,

The glittering heap of accolades that I had won all throughout the tenure of my life; seemed like a baseless piece of stinking shit,
The toes sewn to my indigenously bohemian feet; felt as heavy as a sac full of stones; intransigently protested to move an inch,

The beats of my violently palpitating heart; seemed to be reducing drastically by the unfurling moment; a stupendously ghastly pale now enveloped my other rubicund chin,

The nostalgic memories of my innocuous childhood; the people whom I most ardently revered all along my life; now deluged my brain with ethereally
fleeting images,

The silken cocoon of clouds hovering in the austerely empty sky; seemed to be at whisker lengths from my nose,

Everything around me appeared hazily obliterated; the most celestial of things seemed to be disastrously plagued; the most passionate of my memories seemed to
be mixing with threadbare mud,

And my breath was just on the verge of relinquishing me forever to blend with the Almighty awaiting my arrival in Heaven; as I take this dismal opportunity to pen down some of my horrendous experiences; before finally dying; before dying for the first time in my life.

Drought

Hordes of cattle lay lifeless on the streets,
lush green crops had withered in meek submission,
succulent fruits on tree branches had died a gruesome death,
a trio of birds had forgotten to chirp their daily rhymes,
predecessors of the ophidian had sunk deep beneath cocoons of soil,
dense foliage of green was now reduced to threadbare strips of brittle brown,
crystal white streams of the mountain had dried in their roots,
mighty perennial rivers could now be sighted as fetid pools of shallow water,
gallons of saline liquid had evaporated from the oceans,
glistening surface of barren rock boiled in tumultuous fury of the sun,
tantalizing mirages loomed large at steaming patches of road,
the ground was strewn with sizzling pancakes resting on embers of red coal,
rotund island of fuming sun smiled brutally all day,
long wires of cable had started to melt in the heat,
desires for thirst soared to gigantic proportions,
spots of shade were a rare treat to witness in the nerve-wrecking heat,
dirty brown lizards swished their tongues viciously in disdain,
levels of mercury reached astronomical heights in the day,
with little respite in the abhorrent sultry night,
the sky hadnt wept since times immemorial,
there was not a droplet of free water availaible to quench my thirst,
it seemed as if god had forgotten to bless the earth with rain,
penalizing millions of human on earth for their catalogue of misdeeds,
with savage strokes to encounter the brunt of drought.

Drinks

The scorched roots of grass sprawling wildly on the soil; were greedy to drink monstrous sized dew drops,

The car lying dilapidated and burnt in the garage; were greedy to drink gallons of golden petrol,

The eye gruesomely dry after the day’s work; were greedy to drink a bottle of tears,

The scientist working ingeniously all round the clock; was greedy to drink testubes bubbling with brilliant dyes,

The bees buzzing irascibly around the rose; were greedy to drink its sweet honey,

The cluster of bedraggled and squalid hair; was to drink jar’s of oil,

The unruly stubble protruding from the arid cheek; was greedy to drink a tumbler full of after shave cologne,

The pen tremendously weary after embossing a million lines of literature; was greedy to drink sapphire ink,

The armory of teeth which was decayed and yellow; were greedy to drink sparkling white toothpaste,

The infinite kilometers of blistering desert land; were greedy to drink an ocean full of saliva,

The cat philandering furtively on the streets; was greedy to drink a cupfull of milk,

The mosquitoes feasting on the rotten pile of vegetables; were greedy to drink pure blood,

The pores of skin chapped and abysmally dry in winter; were greedy to drink a river of sweat,

The prisoner’s ears lying in solitary confinement for years; were greedy to drink the ecstatic melody in sound,

The penguins wandering around in dazzling sunlight; were greedy to drink frozen ice,
The thorny cactus sprouting in abundance from the jagged terrain; were greedy to drink a vase full of sweet water,

The lips severely agonized and gloomy; were greedy to drink a fountain of uninhibited passion,

The walls of the century old grave; were greedy to drink thick coats of rich paint,

The unfathomably deep crevices in the valley; were greedy to drink strident echo’s,

The twin pair of nostrils in every man; were greedy to drink a tunnel full of fresh air,

The matchstick lying soggy and frigid in a pond of water; was greedy to drink hostile flames,

And my heart palpitating at lightening speeds; was greedy to drink immortal love; drown in it for eternity; while drinking the same.

Drinking My Own Anger

I couldn’t hit the earth in my bouts of anger; as it was the one which grew the food necessary for my survival,

I couldn’t hit the wall in my bouts of anger; as it was the one which sequestered my scalp against tumultuous storm and rain; it was the one which constituted and fortified my dwelling,

I couldn’t hit the tree in my bouts of anger; as it was laden with the fruits I nibbled in my times of relish; imparted me with velvety breeze in the sweltering night,

I couldn’t hit the mirror in my bouts of anger; as it magnificently portrayed to me my pellucid and candid reflection; and doing so I knew would exacerbate the situation further; would make my own hand bleed,

I couldn’t hit mothers stomach in my bouts of anger; for it was the singular pouch which had bore me for 9 months unrelentingly; the very sacred sac which was responsible for my existence today,

I couldn’t hit the snake in my bouts of anger; for it guarded my treasury of wealth unflinchingly all night and day; and would viciously retort back the instant I raised my fingers to strike,

I couldn’t hit the Sun in my bouts of anger; for it was the sole source of light which maneuvered me in the day; lit up my every morning with an enchanting smile,

I couldn’t hit the child in my bouts of anger; for it was all the energy I possessed; was the sweetest little form of God running gleefully on this earth,

I couldn’t hit the waters in my bouts of anger; for they were the ones who pacified my thirst several times a day; blended my life with loads of mesmerizing cool and shade,

I couldn’t hit the silver plate in my bouts of anger; for it was the one in which I actually consumed my food three times in a day; and insulting it could probably result in not getting food even three times a year,

I couldn’t hit the car in my bouts of anger; for it was the one which transported me marathon distances; saw to it that I my feet rested in luxury; as I reached the summit at whirlwind speeds,

I couldn’t hit my beloved in my bouts of anger; as she was the one who transpired me to live every second; she was the one who took upon herself every affliction to save me from the tiniest of wound today,

I couldn’t hit my sister in my bouts of anger; as she was the one whom I played with irrespective of my augmenting age; with whom I shared all my secrets of life; sometimes woke her even in the middle of the night,

I couldn’t hit my pet dog in my bouts of anger; as he was the one who was the first to welcome me at ethereal dawn; wag his tail incessantly until the time I took him in my arms,

I couldn’t hit my eye in my bouts of anger; for it was the only instrument whom I relied upon to sight this world; and also it would incorrigibly shut tight; as I tried and approached it with my fist,

I couldn’t hit the century old boat in my bouts of anger; as it was the one on which my ancestors sailed; the one where my rudimentary roots lay profoundly embedded,

I couldn’t hit the cow in my bouts of anger; as it was the only animal which gave me sacrosanct milk; impregnated my bones with Herculean strength to take on the mantle of this entire world,

I couldn’t hit the idol of God in my bouts of anger; as it was the one who had evolved me and my kin in the first place; would burn me to inconspicuous ash the moment I irritably hurled my fingers towards his Omnipotent form,

And I couldn’t hit a single thing on this earth; for whatever I hit was something sacred or something which was intimately dear; something which I possessed or
something which had possessed me for infinite years,

That’s when I decided to wholesomely drink my own anger; whenever I was infuriated and my body reverberated beyond the point of no control; rather
than unnecessarily victimizing somebody, taking it out on the innocent world.

Dressed For Love

Dressed for the enchanting garden; I wore uninhibitedly sagging flannel trousers; rampantly encapsulating persona with a blanket of ravishingly green leaf,

Dressed for the valiant battle; I wore armors of invincible steel; unflinchingly enveloped my entire body with swords of scintillatingly intrepid courage,

Dressed for the pulsating discotheque; I wore skimpy sweatshirts and headbands; entrenching even the most infinitesimal follicle of my hair; with exotically rustic
and wild gypsy straw,

Dressed for diving in the undulating ocean; I wore an ostentatiously raunchy two piece swimsuit; liberating my senses to be astoundingly unruly; to be
handsomely unbelievable and natural,

Dressed for gallivanting through the mystical forests; I wore a brazenly exhilarating leopard skin; insurmountably tingling even the most diminutive element of my visage with the astronomically aristocratic freshness of mother nature,

Dressed for nocturnal bedtime; I wore a nonchalantly floating silken robe; stringently applyingintransigently repellent balms all over my body; to sequester myself from the horde of perniciously pertinent mosquitoes,

Dressed for ravenously heavenly supper; I wore an impeccably humble apron of ivory white; smacking my slavering lips and tongue with chilled soda; to tantalizingly foment my gargantuan appetite,

Dressed for the mesmerizing magic show; I wore a wizardly cloak of celestially conjuring voluptuousness; embellishing my drearily penurious looks with charismatically resplendent vanity powder,

Dressed for ragged mountaineering; I wore an unfathomable cascade of machismo denim; resiliently punctuating even the most inconspicuous bone of my sagging body with punches of ingratiating euphoria,

Dressed for the poignantly princely marriage; I wore fascinating garlands of sensuously iridescent rose; beautifully adorning every patch of my shivering skin
with gorges of spell bindingly amiable friendship,

Dressed for ebulliently exhilarating adventure; I wore a frolickingly kangaroo outfit; vibrantly assimilating all marvelously intoxicating melody of the benign atmosphere; in my unequivocally wandering stride,

Dressed for regally sagacious school; I wore twin sets of meticulously ironed trousers; overwhelming my inherently laggard visage with the mantra of holistically mortal righteousness,

Dressed for receiving the magnanimously scintillating trophy; I wore a majestically crimson blazer; drowning my nimbly trembling demeanor in the aisles of gloriously aristocratic Oligarchy,

Dressed for the fetidly acrimonious gutters; I wore a graveyard of derogatorily sullen tomatoes; remorsefully melanging every ingredient of my form with the walls
of frantically sinful desperation,

Dressed for the triumphant birthday party; I wore an unimaginable festoon of vividly cheerful balloons; magnificently substituting each of my monotonously traumatized senses with the everlasting eternal elixir of; youthful joyousness,

Dressed for the abhorrently corporate meeting; I wore a brutally asphyxiating formal suit which almost wringed my subtle neck; salaciously draping my harmoniously symbiotic personality; with viciously slandering slang,

Dressed for the chapter of wonderfully victorious life; I wore the philanthropically Omnipotent color of the Sun and the Moon; fabulously coalescing every ingredient of my serene conscience with the; fruits of gorgeously fructifying nature,

And dressed for immortally sacrosanct love; I wore the perpetually charming blessings of the Almighty Divine; wholesomely relinquishing everything else on this
fathomless Universe; except his unconquerable order to serve all Omnipresent humanity; except his sacredly enamoring wish to proliferate countless more of my
kind.