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»Their immortal heartbeats

 

The entire Universe satanically manipulated; while
their impeccable eyes unrelentingly stared at each
other; with an ardor unconquerable and till times
beyond eternity,

The entire Universe lecherously sucked blood; while
their voluptuous lips uncompromisingly kissed each
other; exploring the sweetness of God’s Omnisciently
divine creation,

The entire Universe brutally discriminated till
fathomless miles beyond the gallows; while their
sensuously intricate feet nudged each other; igniting
inferno’s of spell binding infatuation; in the heart
of the insidiously dolorous night,

The entire Universe murderously massacred; while their
immaculate palms perpetually interlocked with each
other; compassionately warming even the most
infinitesimally frigid iota of; frozen ice,

The entire Universe tyrannically worked from nine to
nine; while their tantalizing bellies ravishingly
titillated each other; eternally bonding with
thunderbolts of unendingly ecstatic desire,

The entire Universe invidiously rebuked all goodness;
while their seductive eyelashes incessantly tickled
each other; ebulliently philandering in the mists of
innocuous newness; for centuries unprecedented,

The entire Universe disdainfully counted spurious
bundles of currency; while their scarlet cheeks
perennially blushed with each other; nervously
fidgeting like a freshly embellished bride; under
Omnipotent rays of the mid-day Sun,

The entire Universe dreadfully wandered in the aisles
of commercial hell; while their exuberant voices
unassailably bonded with each other; in the spirit of
harmoniously United existence,

The entire Universe woefully sledged the essence of
peace; while their poignant streams of blood burgeoned
in blissful solidarity; ubiquitously disseminating the
principles of mankind; on every path that they tread,

The entire Universe mercilessly lambasted into realms
of obsolete oblivion; while their pristine necks
innocuously caressed each other; vividly painting the
panoramic landscape of this planet with astoundingly
eclectic color,

The entire Universe savagely groped after dungeons of
penalizing greed; while their sacrosanct shoulders
stood holistically abreast each other; confronting the
most acrimoniously torrid storms; with irrefutably
supreme faith in the; Almighty Lord,

The entire Universe remorsefully sulked 24 hrs a day;
while their resplendently twinkling chins gloriously
coalesced with each other; as their spirit of sacred
togetherness metamorphosed all evil; into a bouquet
of heavenly fragrance,

The entire Universe ominously plotted against weaker
living kind; while their magically mesmerizing shadows
forever amalgamated as one; benevolently blessing all
humanity; one and alike,

The entire Universe sadistically orphaned humanitarian
goodness; while their impregnably truthful souls
timelessly coagulated in an entrenchment of celestial
bliss; perpetuating the symbol of mankind to the most
fathomless quarter; of this gigantic earth,

The entire Universe disdainfully abhorred intrepid
adventure; while their miraculous footsteps
unequivocally marched towards the path of
scintillating righteousness; alleviating mother earth
from the hands of the hideous devil,

The entire Universe spent the remainder of their lives
in bombastic society meets and worthless cigar smoke;
while their enthrallingly robust tongues
intransigently discovered each other; triggering fires
of bountiful belonging; even in the center of the
morbidly soggy lake,

The entire Universe asphyxiated their nostrils with
vindictive pollution; while their Omnipresent breath
beautifully exhaled out as one; graciously
consecrating a civilization of optimistic hope; on
every path that they traversed,

The entire Universe insidiously cheated in graveyards
of maligned castigation; while their divinely
untainted brains relentlessly fantasized together;
fabulously inundating the complexion of this planet
with unfathomable happiness,

And the entire Universe existed worthlessly in webs of
prejudice and eventually died; while their immortal
heartbeats lived forever and ever and ever in flames
of unshakable love; harboring its majestic goodness as
the sole panacea to survive; for infinite more births
yet to come….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»The walls were my very best friends…

 

The walls were my very best friends; as I boisterously conversed with them for hours immemorial; after the closest around me had turned a deaf ear to even the most brilliant of achievements; some shunting me due to lack of time; some shunting me brutally due to prejudice,

The walls were my very best friends; as I shared the most eccentric of my secrets with their invincible hardness; b’cause if I did the same with the society outside; it’d pounce and exploit me for my deficiencies to the fullest; and till the last breath I exhaled,

The walls were my very best friends; as I adorned them with an infinite lines of spell-binding poetry; after the actual girl whom I’d written them for; preposterously ridiculed it and torched it alive,

The walls were my very best friends; as I banged my fists and legs against them an infinite times; after the pangs of livid isolation and worldly subterfuge; had thwarted me beyond any conceivable realm of sanctity,

The walls were my very best friends; as I unabashedly wept the most intricate woes of my heart against their impregnable stoicism; after my cherished near and dear; labeled me as only an emotional fool for the heartfelt moisture in my eyes,

The walls were my very best friends; as I sang a countless tunes of peace; towards their united oneness; after all I was coerced to do by my relatives; was work from 9 to 9 like a robot; in the malicious corporate world outside,

The walls were my very best friends; as they altruistically saw me for what I originally was and born; and not for money; status; sanctimonious position in the society that I’d vapidly attained,

The walls were my very best friends; as I made compassionate love to them tracing even the obscurest of their contours with my roving fingers; after all that emanated from the eyes of my own beloved; was nothing else but venomous abuse,

The walls were my very best friends; as they blissfully sheltered even the most evanescent of my shadow and desire; after all that blew outside was acrimonious wisps of smoke and pugnacious war,

The walls were my very best friends; as I wholesomely leaned upon them whilst eating my food; sleeping and tingling adventure; after the natural environment; trees and wildlife; were satanically bombarded by materialistic man outside,

The walls were my very best friends; as I uninhibitedly perpetuated them with my footprints; thumbprints and veritable signatures; after no other parchment of paper or space on this parasitic earth; was ready to accept them,

The walls were my very best friends; as I poignantly deciphered every intricate thread of my past in their fathomless recesses and darkness; after my own blood indefatigably advised me to massacre all emotions; and turn murderously practical,

The walls were my very best friends; as I embraced them wholeheartedly like a child embracing its mother; finding undefeated compassion in their egalitarian chest; after no-one else in the world dared touch my body; grievously afflicted with hiv-aids,

The walls were my very best friends; as I proclaimed even the most hidden fantasy of my heart fearlessly infront of them; after the planet outside had hedonistically trounced me as a worthless imbecile,

The walls were my very best friends; as my paintbrush treated them as the ultimate canvas of life; inexhaustibly permeating them with poignantly vivacious color; after my own envious kin wanted my fingers to be cut in broad daylight,

The walls were my very best friends; as I exercised against them for unceasing minutes of the day and night; toning each dormant muscle of my body to face the ghastliest of traitors; after every ingredient of the world outside had become the blackness of treacherous war,

The walls were my very best friends; as I sought unparalleled inspiration looking at their unshakable periphery; even in the fiercest maelstrom and rain; after every organism in this manipulative world today trying to endlessly pin me down,

The walls were my very best friends; ardently listening to each of my passionately throbbing heartbeats; after all that the alien globe gave them; was an unsurpassable graveyard of licentious betrayal,

The walls were my very best friends; unnervingly allowing me to ecstatically breathe down their naked nape; after my own revered beloved; discarded me disdainfully like reproachful shit; declaring my breath as foul….

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»Their immortal love

 

Even as the most immaculately placid rivers;
truculently metamorphosed into ruthlessly lambasting
fires of diabolical hell,

Even as an unfathomable corpse of lethally penalizing
bullets rang inclemently all round the atmosphere;
with indiscriminate devils marauding at free will,

Even as the most majestically towering mountains
crumbled like a pack of frigidly insipid cards;
pathetically kissing horrendous particles of
threadbare dust,

Even as the fountain of salaciously treacherous
lechery reigned supreme in the gigantic planet around;
with the graveyard of hideous manipulation embedding
itself deeper and deeper into holistic soil,

Their immortal love remained as fragrant as the
pristine flower of perennial peace; perpetually glowed
with the spirit of irrefutably sparkling
righteousness; with the blessings of the Omniscient
Almighty Lord……

1….

Even as man parasitically sucked his counterpart man;
savagely devouring every ingredient of his innocuous
bloodstream; to replenish his own treasuries with
malicious discontent,

Even as the handsomely blistering Sun intractably
refrained to shimmer; portraying its unsurpassable
anger upon satanically erring mankind,

Even as pragmatic time morbidly deadened in its very
roots; gruesomely convoluting with the heinous
traitors and gory death; fulminating uninhibitedly
around,

Even as the most viciously tumultuous thunderstorms of
acrid dust; dreadfully obfuscated the entire
civilization in whirlwinds of abhorrently vengeful
sledging and slandering,

Their immortal love remained as eternally sacrosanct
as the celestial heavens; philanthropically radiating
the religion of gloriously everlasting mankind upon
one and all alike; with the blessings of the
Omnipotent Almighty Lord…..

2….

Even as an unfathomable entrenchment of innocent eyes;
were sordidly blinded with waves of irascibly
derogatory commercialism,

Even as ominously stinking gutters of bizarre
ruthlessness cut loose upon the unwitting cities;
ingloriously inundating every particle of the
atmosphere with brutally horrific despair,

Even as avalanches of coldblooded slavery transcended
past the era’s of truth; as every living organism
became a barbarically untamed criminal; rampantly
massacring innocent lives,

Even as the torturous tyranny of fate unceremoniously
penalized the fathomless world; with the essence of
the devil invidiously lingering in the disparaging
solitude that smarted around,

Their immortal love resplendently blossomed like the
harmoniously twinkling stars in the gargantuan sky;
benevolently disseminating the mantra of pricelessly
effulgent existence; with the blessings of the
unassailably marvelous Almighty Lord…..

3….

Even as pugnacious lizards of gory infidelity stabbed
their rebellious venom; into the unequivocally virgin
fabric of this colossal Universe,

Even as dungeons of tyrannical desperation enveloped
the limitless cosmos; with every human despicably
transforming into insidiously plagiarized shit,

Even as the most diminutive bit of enchanting melody;
became a perfidiously whipping expletive of disgusting
extinction; excoriating all voluptuous sensuousness
with the sword of conventionally robotic turgidity,

Even as heinously perilous death overruled the chapter
of scintillating life; as even the most royally
aristocratic of human life; became a fickle headed
commodity being disdainfully pulverized; by power
politics,

Their immortal love bloomed more tantalizingly than
ever before; impregnably bonded in the cradle of
unflinching solidarity for infinite more births yet to
unveil; with the blessings of the Omnipresent Almighty
Lord….






(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Their kiss was unbreakable

 

Be it the most thunderous of maelstroms; with
unrelentingly unstoppable winds swiping past them at
truculently tumultuous speeds,

Be it the most ominously sinister conglomerate of
snakes; viciously tightening their stranglehold upon
their impeccably beautiful necks,

Be it the most diabolically insane wave of lunatism;
that insidiously crept towards their profusely
poignant and interlocked entities,

Be it the most overpowering of thunderously cacophonic
sound; that obnoxiously wanted to drown even the most
infinitesimal of sound; in their handsomely celestial
vicinity,

Be it the most horrendously asphyxiating of stench;
lethally poisoning the blissful atmosphere enveloping
their compassionately benign senses,

Be it the most perilously pernicious of bizarre
darkness; abhorrently trying to abnegate their
heavenly embrace; from its very formidably
unassailable roots,

Be it the most unfathomably deep and preposterously
treacherous waters; heinously trying to stifle the
last iota of their resplendent breath; by satanically
drowning them towards the threadbare rock bottom,

Be it the most ghoulishly insipid of spirits
incessantly hovering around their innocuous persona;
vindictively yearning to ruthlessly snap the fangs of
their ardently flaming love,

Be it the most ferociously cold-blooded lions
surreptitiously sauntering by their holistic side;
fervently anticipating their opportunity; to
salaciously slit their throats into an infinite
pieces,

Be it the most torrentially intransigent cloudbursts
of ballistic lightening; insurmountably desiring to
electrocute their timeless souls; into inconspicuously
unrecognizable ash,

Be it the most hostile superpowers of this boundless
unsurpassable Universe; relentlessly raining bombs in
indiscriminate tandem; upon their immaculately
melanging bodies,

Be it the most raunchily bawdy seductresses; sleazily
gyrating around their visage’s; venomously enduring
their best to drift their spell of intractable
concentration,

Be it the most remorsefully morbid fleet of bellicose
arrows; darting at devilish velocities towards their
impeccably harmonious bodies; to uncouthly stab their
divinely sparkling flesh,

Be it the most fiercely inclement blanket of thorns;
stealthily waiting to bleed them towards an
irrefutably ghastly death; the instant they alighted
even the most capriciously fleeting sole of their
nimble foot,

Be it the most lecherously lambasting of conventional
society; using every iota of their Herculean strength
to disintegrate their romantic sensuousness forever
and ever and ever; from the trajectory of this
resplendently embellished earth,

Be it the most gigantically towering of mountain tips;
trying to unsparingly overwhelm every bit of
gregariously scintillating empathy between their
skins; with raw unprecedented power and impregnably
superior force,

Be it the most dolorously dwindling dungeons of
betrayal; demonically waiting to capsize their eternal
friendship; in webs of nonchalantly nondescript
nothingness,

Be it the most gory chapters of satanic bloodshed and
death; blatantly lingering around their seductively
enthralling and ebulliently dancing chests,

And come what may; even as fathomless landscapes of
blue sky mercilessly blended with cocoons of ravishing
soil; even as the manipulatively commercial demon
abominably overpowered all truth; even as the entire
world outside greedily swooned under the scent of
currency coil; their kiss grew rose more passionately
towards the divine with every unfurling instant; their
kiss was immortally unbreakable….

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»There was no greater slave

 

There was no greater slave of your piquantly
mesmerizing eyes; than my impoverished eyeballs;
unrelentingly seeking your poignantly charismatic and
compassionate stares,

There was no greater slave of your voluptuously
seductive lips; than the contours of my fervently
anticipating face; ardently desiring to witness you
blossom into an unfathomable festoon of everlasting
smiles; all day and morbid night,

There was no greater slave of your ravishingly silken
hair; than the eclectically cogitating periphery of my
scalp; incorrigibly wanting to possess your sensuously
magical swish; for times and decades immemorial,

There was no greater slave of your ingratiatingly
titillating footsteps; than my every growing bohemian
footprints; intractably waiting to be perpetually
blessed by your majestically spell binding
countenance,

There was no greater slave of your stupendously
magnificent voice; than my overwhelmingly parched
mouth; intransigently slavering till realms beyond the
eternal heavens; for your exotically marvelous melody,

There was no greater slave of your beautifully
pristine fingers; than my insatiably penurious palms;
irrevocably yearning to clasp them royal softness
forever; and for infinite more births yet to come,

There was no greater slave of your tantalizingly
enamoring belly; than my tumultuously starved stomach;
irretrievably desiring to be brushed by your
ravishingly enthralling fire; in the heart of the
resplendent night,

There was no greater slave of your impeccably
irrefutable honesty; than my manipulatively besieged
conscience; unequivocally waiting for your ideals of
philanthropic humanity; to invincibly enshroud it from
all sides,

There was no greater slave of your regally
aristocratic neck; than my swelteringly dying throat;
profoundly waiting to be turbulently smooched by the
same; even as hell rained viciously from the
fathomless sky,

There was no greater slave of your immaculately
rhapsodic ears; than my uncontrollably trembling
teeth; relentlessly longing to harmoniously nibble
your lobes; under the waterfalls of untamed
excitement,

There was no greater slave of your poignantly scarlet
blood; than my despairingly bereaved veins;
incessantly wanting to upreme with your principles of
mankind; your ideals of simplistically symbiotic
existence,

There was no greater slave of your marvelously golden
sweat; than my hungrily groping armpits; indefatigably
anticipating your fountain of fragrant perseverance;
to bless its languid contours,

There was no greater slave of your vibrantly ebullient
shadow; than my frantically trembling silhouette;
timelessly waiting to wholesomely blend with your
entrenchment of divinely sparkling righteousness,

There was no greater slave of your boisterously
charming vibrancy; than my desolately wandering soul;
incorrigibly yearning to profusely assimilate its
impregnable fortitude; to unflinchingly confront even
the most horrendous of impediment that came my way,

There was no greater slave of your profoundly
mesmerizing blushing; than my turbulently bubbling
cheeks; unsurpassably longing to be kissed for
marathon fortnights on the trot; with the twinkling
moon romantically dipping upon the kingly evening,

There was no greater slave of your astoundingly
exhilarating versatility; than my restlessly drifting
waves of excitement; unstoppably wishing to be
passionately embedded by your priceless dexterity; on
every path that I tread,

There was no greater slave of your unconquerably
ecstatic magnetism; than my monotonously drubbing
survival; endlessly longing for your integrally
glorious shades of your uninhibited amiability,

There was no greater slave of your vivaciously vivid
breath; than my hopelessly orphaned nostrils;
tirelessly wanting to be unassailably encapsulated by
its Omnipotent aura; to unitedly metamorphose the
complexion of this disdainfully dithering planet,

And there was no greater slave of your immortally
Omnipresent love; than my uxoriously throbbing heart;
perennially yearning to bond with your formidable
reservoir of humanitarian relationship; perennially
longing to unite as a single spirit with your humbly
benign countenance….


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»There and Then itself…

 

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the police; who could vanquish the devil within instants; if using their firepower and authority; in the most righteously efficacious manner,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the press; who could bring even the ghastliest of devil to shame; by the unflinchingly triumphant power of the pen,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the wrestler; who could easily pulverize the devil into infinitesimal nothingness; with just a punch of his unsurpassably muscled arm,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the ocean; which could entirely drown the devil in whisker lengths of time; towards the most obsolete depths of treacherously rock-bottom nothingness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the thorns; who could brutally rip apart even the goriest of devil into inanely decrepit shreds; by their mere and pecuniary caress,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the army; who could trample the devil into non-existent wisps of feckless oblivion; by merely marching under the blazing Sun; and on the pathways of righteousness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the dungeons; which could hopelessly asphyxiate every salacious intention of the devil; into the maiming blackness of nimble submission,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the tornadoes; which could nonchalantly sweep back the devil into its indescribably unbearable hell; within just a singleton gust of strong wind,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the saint; who could render every element of ribald drudgery in the devil to inconspicuous ash; with just a single hiss of his miraculously divine breath,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the magician; who could perpetuate the soul of the heartless devil to forever disappear from this bountiful earth; by simply touching his mystical wand over its deteriorating contours,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the Sun; who could char even the most invisible traces of the hideous devil into meaningless chowder; by simply the power of just one of its Omnipotent morning rays,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the Politician; who could ensure that the devil rotted lifelong behind morbidly sullen prison bars; by a simple ring of the phone to his unfathomable jugglery; of astutely manipulated resources,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the Butcher; who could eventually render the devil into just a ludicrous assortment of flesh and bones; lifelessly suspended from the roof of his shop; with just one stroke of his gigantically gleaming cleaver,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the forests; who could miserably confound the devil till eternity, within their unendingly painstaking labyrinths of carnivorously stabbing wilderness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the night; who could endlessly blind even an infinite eyes of the marauding devil; with its congenitally crippling vacuum of sheer blackness,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the mirages; who could indefatigably titillate the devil into the mortuaries of imbecile devastation; thwarting its every cadaverous effort into the realms of penurious submission,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching the graveyard; which could cast such a paralyzing jinx over the tawdry devil; that it relentlessly slithered all its life like emotionless feces,

No. I wouldn’t waste time in approaching my fathers and forefathers; who could trash the devil into the corpses of wastrel decay; utilizing their experience of several hundred years and with the sword of scintillating truth,

Instead. If I find the devil; raping; tormenting; or doing anything bad to my mother; whom infact I consider my own country; my own motherland; I’ll simply kill it/finish it/behead it there and then itself; without prior intimations/insinuations or justifications given to anywhere on earth; or to anyone…

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»There was a corner of my mind

 

Even as I felt that I had sown seeds in my entire
field; and felt waves of contentment wholesomely
entrench my persona,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me of the barren lands nearby which
were yet to ploughed.

Even as I felt that I had earned exorbitant amounts of
wealth; inundating my treasury with infinite number of
gold coins,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me that there were still countless
number of people lying naked in the chilly cold; and
who desperately needed my help.

Even as I felt that I had written unfathomable volumes
of literature; simply didn’t need to emboss a single
word further,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me that there were innocent roaming
illiterate on the streets; who needed to be taught;
who needed my help to learn and write.

Even as I felt that I had walked unsurpassable
distance by foot; conquering astronomical peaks of all
mountains towering higher than the clouds,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me that there were boundless boys and
girls who were helplessly limp; and who needed my
assistance to help them to walk without sticks.

Even as I felt that I had consumed the best of food;
had eaten every possible dish every existing or made
in this world,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me that there were countless number of
beggars crying hoarsely by the river side; starved to
unprecedented; and awaiting my presence frantically to
be fed.

Even as I felt that I had worn the most gorgeous of
fabric; adorned my persona in the most exquisite of
attire found on this globe,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me that there were innumerable number
of destitutes; hiding their flesh in embarrassment
from this uncouth world; and whose bodies were waiting
all night and day; to be encompassed by my surplus
cloth.

Even as I felt that I had gulped the most exotic of
wine; drowned my body into unprecedented tremors of
voluptuous excitement,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me of the millions of people scorching
in the drought ridden desert; needed just few droplets
from my rivers overflowing with water.

Even as I felt that I had dated the girl of my dreams;
eventually marrying her to bind us in the bonds of
immortal romance,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to
rest; reminding me of the thousands of impoverished
hearts; who were left stranded in solitude; and who
needed me to impregnate in them just fractions of my
love.

And even as I felt that I had lived life to its
fullest capacity; and now needed to die blending my
breath blissfully with the creator,
There was a corner of my mind which still didn’t allow
me to rest; as there were unlimited numbers of
children being born every second in each quarter of
the globe; who were required to be fed with pearls of
wisdom I had acquired in this lifetime; and who needed
a pillar to support their nimble foundations which had
just taken life…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»There was a time

 

There was a time when i bludgeoned people with my rock
iron fists,
now i didn't even have the vigor to raise my hands.

there was time when i drove my car at swashbuckling
speeds,
now my legs quivered at mentions of automobile travel.

there was a time when drank barrels of beer with
unprecedented gusto,
now i refrained from drinking even salted water.

there was a time when i cast frivolous glances at
young maidens,
now i withdrew miles away from the faintest shadow of
females.

there was a time when i clambered up the hill with
robust spurts of euphoria,
now i stood at the base and admired the honey golden
sun; tumbling drops of
rain.

there was a time when i chewed vicious petals of raw
tobacco,
now i confined myself to a bland soup of banana
curry.

there was a time when i shouted on the streets
creating utter pandemonium,
now i talked in subtle whispers with my spouse; in
imprisoned interiors of our
home.

there was a time when i gnawed my teeth in the brittle
body of sugarcane,
now i satisfied myself with frigid chunks of sour milk
cream.

there was a time when i bathed in an avalanche of
freezing water; beneath the
mountain spring,
now i meticulously poured minuscule tumblers of hot
water on my persona.

there was a time wrote sedulously; infinite lines of
poignant literature,
now i dictated lethargic notes for my assistants to
scribble down.

there was a time when i indulged in rambunctious
brawls with my rivals,
now i begged them for perennial harmony with folded
hands.

there was a time when there when i bore a thick shock
of curly hair on my
scalp,
now they had been replaced by frugal fibers of deathly
white projecting
timidly.

there was a time when i spotted oblivious outlines of
bird in the sky,
now i wore high powered glass to distinguish my
children.

there was a time when I dismantled rocks that came my
way,
now I was petrified to even tread on ants that
trespassed the floor.

There was a time when I sobbed at the slightest of
provocation,
Now I stared in tranquil contentment even when
ridiculed to bizarre limits.

There was a time when I laughed incessantly all sunlit
day,
Now I groped for inexplicably for profound reasons to
smile.

There was a time when I romanticized wading through
choppy waves of the
ocean,
Now I perceived loads of gratification; sitting abreast
my innocent siblings.

That was decades when I was bubbling in the zeal of
youth,
Whilst now I lay shriveled; discarded as a disdainful
liability; in the form of
an grizzly hair man.



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»There was God to protect me

 

THERE WERE LIDS to protect my eyes; shield them against the most turbulent of storm and dust,

There were lips to protect my teeth; accentuate their beauty as they flirtatiously smiled,

There was flesh to protect my bones; ensure that they stayed in perfect synchronization; and my demeanor looked robust and fine,

There was hair to protect my scalp; comfort it against body blows and buzzing fly,

There was stomach to protect my food; churn exquisite dishes from all over the continent into one stream,

There was an obdurate skull to protect my brain; thereby facilitate me to evolve ideas at lightening speeds,

There were nails to protect my fingers and toes; see to it that I defended myself in the acrid times of war,

There were clothes to protect my body; save me from bitter cold and the tiniest of embarrassment,

There were shoes to protect my feet; engendering me to walk even on the smoldering embers of scarlet fire,

There were mesmerizing flamingoes to protect my happiness; prevent me from entering into clouds of gloom,

There was rain to protect my thirst; keep my throat always moist and incredulously tender,

There was a tongue to protect my speech; make me speak the most perfect of words at the most perfect of times,

There was sweat to protect my skin; stop it from drying into a shriveled and an inconspicuous heap,

There were Sun and Moon to protect my perception of time; depict to me exactly every hour I walked on the surface of this earth,

There were mystical lines on my palm to protect my destiny; mold and harness the purpose of my existence,

There was house to protect my family; impart it with the security it overwhelmingly desired in times of fear and night,

There was beloved to protect my heart; hamper it from getting trapped into the aisles of irrevocable frustration,

There was mother to protect my senses; see to it that all my dreams manifested themselves into reality,

And there was God to protect my life; save me from all difficulties and barricades whichever came my way; see to it that I blissfully breathed & lived my full quota of life; till the purpose I had taken birth for on his land; was fully satisfied…


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»There was no love born greater

 

There was no richness born ever greater; than
uninhibitedly dispensing richness itself; to all those
despicably besieged with whirlwinds of penurious gloom
and maudlin malice,

There was no miracle born ever greater; than
Omnisciently disseminating miracles themselves; to all
those disastrously orphaned and tyrannically lambasted
with whiplashes of indiscriminately ominous despair,

There was no philanthopism born ever greater; than
benevolently diffusing grandiloquent philanthropism
itself; to even the most fathomless quarters of this
enchantingly colossal Universe; uniting with one and
all synergistically; in the true spirit of eternal
mankind,

There was no compassion born ever greater; than
unrelentingly spreading gregarious compassion itself;
to all those brutally bereft of the quintessential
spirit to live; those heartlessly dithering towards a
gruesomely torturous extinction,

There was no happiness born ever greater; than
ubiquitously sprinkling the flavor of happiness
itself; to each dwelling horrendously submerged with
despondently murderous doom; profoundly enlightening
the bizarre darkness with optimistic rays of desire,

There was no mysticism born ever greater; than
ravishingly wafting the majestic aroma of mysticism
itself; to all those obsoletely infirm entities;
ludicrously entangled in the miserable web of
manipulatively monotonous and sinister prejudice,

There was no enthusiasm born ever greater; than
showering the melody of exuberant enthusiasm itself;
to all those drearily divested; and lackadaisically
stumbling like a pack of soggy matchsticks; even
before alighting a single stride,

There was no patriotism born ever greater; than
unitedly bequeathing the magnificent splendor of
righteous patriotism itself; to all those dastardly
countrymen; who sadistically sold their motherland
just to augment the stuffing of gold in the
foundation; of their spuriously bombastic abodes,

There was no charisma born ever greater; than
resplendently distributing voluptuously enamoring
charisma itself; to every lip horrifically enveloped
with; pathetically dwindling sadness,

There was no strength born ever greater; than
fearlessly impregnating formidable strength itself;
embedding unflinching fortitude in all those
torturously maim and devastatingly crippled; becoming
the vibrant tornado of ebullience in each of their
bones,

There was no titillation born ever greater; than the
triggering the seductive thunderbolt of divine
titillation itself; incinerating cloudbursts of
unrelenting yearning in all those organisms;
encapsulated with murderously ghastly remorse,

There was no prayer born ever greater; than
unequivocally preaching the prayer for togetherness
itself; Omnipotently coalescing all caste; creed;
color and religion; in the fabric of humanity; and
alike,

There was no flamboyance born ever greater; than
relentlessly disposing the stupendously passionate
wave of flamboyance itself; to all those shattered
hutment’s of depravation; all those nonchalant
entities dying every instant in deserts of diffidence;
all the time,

There was no charity born ever greater; than
altruistically radiating the most regale rays of
charity itself; to all those underprivileged orphaned
and haplessly destitute; replenishing their tottered
lives with the ointment of; unequivocal sharing,

There was no innocence born ever greater; than
splendidly bestowing the Omnipresent virtue of
innocence itself; to all those derogatorily heinous
devils; ruthlessly bent upon beheading all princely
goodness; from living kind,

There was no rhapsody born ever greater; than
intractably endowing the unconquerable paradise of
rhapsody itself; to all those unfortunately wandering
without their loved ones; lighting the flame of
jubilation in their lives; once again,

There was no innovation born ever greater; than
magnificently dispersing the spirit of innovation
itself; to all those being unsparingly lambasted; by
whirlpools of disdainful monotony and salacious greed,

There was no life born ever greater; than bountifully
gifting the chapter of vivaciously unassailable life
itself; to all those immaculate creations of Almighty
Lord; painfully creeping in agonizing trauma; towards
their gory corpse,

And there was no love born ever greater; than
unendingly transmitting the immortal essence of love
itself; to all those despairingly broken hearts;
rekindling their bountiful treasury of beats once
again; with the unsurpassably sweet fragrance of
kingly existence….



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