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The Womb Poems on Mother , Father ,

Children , Parenthood volume 1

By
Nikhil Parekh

[ Note - Currently I seek a traditional publisher for the


publication of my Book as above described , in the
Print form . Published here ; is this Poetry Collection
of mine in its entirety , alongwith the differently titled
Poems contained in the Book . As of the present
moment ; 47 of my Books are available for purchase
in the eBook format from Amazon.com Kindle Store
United States at - amazon.com/author/nikhilparekh .
My style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the
mortal planet by any mortal , though my Poetry /
literature is normal and natural . GODS grace on
me . i am nothing infront of GOD . i am nothing
infront of GODS holy messengers . So any victorious
publisher who may want to publish my Poetry in
Paperback without Financial Expenditure to me , can
directly communicate with me at the address ,
nikhilparekh99@gmail.com or
indianpoetnikhilparekh@gmail.com ] . I am Nikhil
Parekh , ( born 27 August , 1977 ) , poet and author
from Ahmedabad , India . I am also a 10 - Time
National Record holder for my Poetry with the Limca
Book of Records India , limcabookofrecords.in - which
is Indias Best Book of Records , Ranked 2nd in the
World officially to Guinness Book of World Records .
You can visit me at - nikhilparekh.org ; to browse my
Poetry on GOD , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism ,
Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife ,
Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity ,
Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood - at this website you can also
browse my varied Books , my awards and my National
records in Poetry .

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Author Biography
Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 , 1977 ) , from Ahmedabad ,
India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his
Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India limcabookofrecords.in , which is India's Best Book of Records ,
also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of
World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written
by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length
of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle .
The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet
by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and
natural .
10 National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of
Records India are for

( 1 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in


McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's
Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem , Come
Lets Embrace our New Religion
( 2 ) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year
Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's
National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada
( 3 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a
Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is - Aids
doesn't kill . Your Attitude kills .
( 4 ) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best
Poetry EBook
( 5 ) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the
most number of replies from World Leaders and World
Organizations .
( 6 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to
the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace GoodwillTreaty.org .
( 7 ) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made
into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing
website .
( 8 ) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book
- Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace , at
Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and
largest website for reading books on mobile phones .
( 9 ) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on
Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the
Government of South Africa .
(10) "Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and
currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially
selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ".

The Indian Poet has written thousands of poems on - GOD,


Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death ,
Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood ,
Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of
viewers and downloads on the Internet .
Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God
( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) ,
Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love
Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume
10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a
tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part
8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These
Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry .
The Poets Poetry has had the patronization of several World
Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit Nikhil Parekh at
nikhilparekh.org .

About The Poetry Book


This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually
volume 1 of the Book titled The Womb ( 250 pages ) . A flurry
of poetic concoctions dedicated to the ever-pervading woman
and mother. Profoundly saluting her love, compassion and
resolute grit as she evolves a diminutive infant into a
powerhouse of talent, into a complete individual. The poems in
the collection are humble salutations to the essence of
Parenthood, to the unbelievable depths of sacrifice that a mother
resorts whilst bringing up her child right since its inception in
the womb. Each poem reveres the 'godly womb' as the source of
all creation that has ever been. This book in itself is the most
befitting tribute to the agonizing odysseys of parents as they
nourish their children-and children as they grow up as the most
powerful angels of God to stupefy all humanity with their
inherent charm. A quintessential read for every parent or parent
to be, it brings out the charm of creation since the very first
breath. The verses within bountifully poeticize every unbridled
mischief of a child with its beloved parents.

CONTENTS
1. WOMAN
2. FATHER AND MOTHER .
3. FOR MY ETERNAL MOTHER
4. CHILDREN ARE LIKE GOD.
5. SOLELY AN IMMORTAL MOTHER.
6. WOMB.
7. MY BABY
8. THE VOICE OF MY DIVINELY BABY DAUGHTER
9. HIS HEART WAS AS OMNIPRESENT
10. THE BRIDE
11. WHEN I WAS A CHILD
12. THE FINAL THOUGHT
13. REFLECTIONS OF CHILDHOOD
14. TALE OF TRADITION
15. A CHILD SMILES
16. THERE WAS SIMPLY NO NEED
17. WHAT I DO KNOW
18. IT WAS PERFECTLY NORMAL
19. SIMPLY USELESS
20. THE GREATEST CURSE
21. GODLY WOMB
22. I LOVED THEM MORE
23. THE POWER OF MY MOTHERS MILK
24. SINFUL IDENTITY
25. TRIUMPHANTLY GODLY LAP ]
26. COME LETS WHOLEHEARTEDLY ALLOW
27. ONLY A MOTHER
28. TO THE INIMITABLY GODLY BEATS
29. INIMITABLY DIVINE MOTHER
30. MOTHER
31. GOD'S MOST PRECIOUS CREATION
32. HAVING FUN
33. RIGHTFULLY YOURS
34. O ! HEAVENLY MOTHER
35. WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST OF FEAR

36. I LONGED FOR THOSE MOMENTS


37. IT WAS A FEMALES OMNIPOTENT WOMB
38. IN MY CHILDS IMMORTAL EYES
39. A TRIBUTE TO MY GRANDPARENTS
40. THE PERFECT HOUSEWIFE
41. THE BEST RIDE
42. FATHER
43. LEARN TO ALTRUISTICALLY SACRIFICE
44. INTO HOW MANY PARTS WOULD YOU DIVIDE THE
CHILD AFTER DIVORCE?
45. THE SOLE AND ONLY VOICE OF MY DAUGHTER
46. TRANSFORM ME INTO A CHILD
47. MOTHER AND CHILD
48. REMEMBER THAT ONE DAY
49. NEWLY BORN EYES
50. MY NEWBORN DAUGHTER

1. WOMAN
A garden of voluptuously endless scent; sprouting into a
bountiful maze of tantalizing color and vibrancy; every
unleashing minute of the panoramic day,
A fortress of unflinchingly impregnable solidarity; tirelessly
inspiring one and all of her compassionately gregarious kin,
A fountain of resplendent graciousness; disseminating the
fragrance of everlasting empathy; on every impoverished step
that she majestically tread,
A cloudburst of insatiably untamed yearning; as she triggered
fireballs of unsurpassably untamed desire; even in the heart of
the sordidly treacherous and
remorseful night,
A waterfall of astoundingly scintillating radiance; as she
unveiled an unfathomable veil of regale artistry in every
ingredient of the vivaciously bustling atmosphere,
A wave of perennially heartfelt emotions; ardently exploring the
fathomless chapters of existence; as the Omnipotent sun
bloomed full throttle in the whites of her immaculately pristine
eyes,
An apostle of humanitarian bonding; embracing all spell binding
goodness of this gigantic Universe; wonderfully in her
compassionately amiable bosom,
A forest of eternally proliferating sensuousness; profusely oozing
into unsurpassable rivulets of ingratiating enchantment; as
voluptuous darkness took an invincible grip on disdainfully
inclement light,

A perpetually perfect dream for any artist; as he assimilated


even the most infinitesimal iota of her celestially sparkling
beauty; in the fathomless embodiment of his timeless canvas,
An everlastingly Optimistic light; that maneuvers you towards a
paradise of divine rhapsody and unending exuberance; when you
felt your nerves being brutally
annihilated by swords of bizarre manipulation,
A melodiously evergreen song; that rejuvenates every despicably
dying speck of your frazzled visage; marvelously drifting you
towards a sky of vividly fascinating newness,
An insurmountably poignant gorge of vibrant titillation; blissfully
enrapturing even the most drearily alien; into a cocoon of
mesmerizing smiles,
A harbinger of ubiquitously immortal peace; divinely soothing
every invidiously adulterated web of discordant hoarseness; with
the stupendously
supernatural melody in her voice,
A selfless mirror of beautifully scintillating reality; uninhibitedly
unleashing the corridors of her impeccable soul; to all
philanthropically blending on the trajectory
of this gargantuan earth,
An indefatigable saga of tumultuous passion and turmoil;
wholeheartedly weathering every stage of inexplicably enigmatic
existence; in harmoniously triumphant synergy with the;
Almighty Divine,
A rainbow of Omnisciently perpetuating shine; inundating even
the most preposterously indigent of lives; with gloriously
unblemished rivers of ecstatic
seduction,
A wind of fabulously reinvigorating freshness; unbelievably
replenishing even the most capriciously infidel of your
beleaguered senses; with the essence of Omnipresent mankind,

An unparalleled inferno of magnetically alluring breath;


immortally throbbing to insatiably assimilate all love that lay
boundlessly scattered; on this incomprehensibly vast planet,
And although she existed in unfathomable roles in todays
society; at times a sacrosanct Mother; at times a mischievous
sister; at times an enchanting seductress; at times a
compassionate wife; at times an affable aunt; at times an eternal
grandmother;
There was one solemnization that was unassailably common for
each of her form; as she would for infinite births remain Gods
most pricelessly beautiful creation; she would forever be
crowned as a resplendent woman .

2. FATHER AND MOTHER .


He celestially slept in her Godly lap for marathon hours; when
the brilliantly flamboyant Sun peaked full throttle in the sky,
While to be hoisted high and handsome in euphoric air; all that
he had to do was; incoherently tug at the maturely bohemian
fingers; of my ebulliently anticipating palms .
He boisterously suckled milk from her sacred chest; when he felt
intermittently hungry; even at the most inexplicable moments of
the day and all throughout the
perilous night,
While to be recounted his favorite rhymes of mystical adventure
and frolic; all that he had to do was; innocuously stare at my
compassionate eyes; as the rain fell in tranquilly from the
fathomless skies outside.

He danced in her poignant lap with uninhibited tandem;


rejoicing the most pricelessly grandiloquent moments of his
freshly born life,
While to be apprised of the outside world; march on his own tiny
feet outside; all he had to do was; immaculately flood my ears
with his euphorically mesmerizing and incongruous sounds.
He snuggled unassailably close to her pristine belly; whenever
he felt even the most inconspicuous iota of fear lingering
diabolically in the atmosphere around,
While to be taught how to prudently discern words and
language; all he had to do was; kiss me impeccably on my
bearded cheeks; as the seductive songs of the cuckoo; greeted
one and all; at gloriously ethereal dawn.
He gleefully plucked at the strands of her silken hair; joyously
banging his diminutive fists into her chin; whenever he felt
strung by winds of overwhelmingly uncontrollable mischief,
While to be scrupulously washed of all the abominable dirt
adhering to his eternally brand new visage; all he had to do was;
inarticulately wink at the ecstatically
obliging contours of my face.
He fabulously emulated in front of her all the voices he had an
absolute infatuation towards; nibbling her Omnipotent ears with
his softly developing teeth,
While to be indefatigably tickled on his blissfully endowing ribs;
all he had to do was; naughtily play hide and seek with my
profoundly twinkling eyes.
He smiled the smile of the angels in her vivaciously resplendent
arms; irrefutably accepting her unconquerable breath and
sweat; as the sole tonic to survive,
While to be taken round every cranny of our dwelling; as well as
unrelentingly explore the sprouting garden outside; all he had to
do was; gently pat me on my fervently awaiting and already bent
shoulders.
He intransigently adored her celestial countenance for being the
most beautifully bountiful on this entire planet; immortally
imprisoning her invincible picture;

for infinite more births to come; in his heart; mind; and


righteous conscience,
While to be bequeathed upon even the most infinitesimal of
desire in his life; all he had to do was; passionately address me
by any name that he wanted; forever he would always remain as
my blood; as my heavenly child.
And although he sporadically probed her for something; and at
times holistically leaned upon my demeanor for that object
eluding his timelessly Omnipotent senses,
He had impregnably bestowed upon both of us an honor which
made us exist as the richest organisms for countless more births
of ours yet to unfurl; O! yes an indescribable richness of being
his only; FATHER AND MOTHER.

3. FOR MY ETERNAL MOTHER


I might have augmented in physical proportions tumultuously;
towering like a giant from above chunks of infinitesimally
threadbare soil,
I might have evolved a bombastically aristocratic slang;
emanating the most prudently sagacious sounds from my large
mouth; every time I got an opportunity to speak,
I might have encapsulated even the most minuscule cranny of
my body in robes of grandiloquently ostentatious silk;
majestically cascading like a prince through the lanes of
irrefutably sparkling fame,
I might have escalated to the zenith of scintillating prosperity;
suckling opulent wine and breathing oligarchic cigar smoke;
blending with sumptuous cuisines of high society,
But for my eternally sacrosanct Mother I would forever remain
her innocuously wailing infant; witnessing the alien world from
her compassionately sequestering
eyes; forever remain as her immortal child.
1.
I might have unassailably conquered many a treacherous army;
with the overwhelming essence of patriotism; blissfully
bequeathed upon me; by Lord Almighty,
I might have catapulted to the marvelously invincible
mountaintop; bereft of the most inconspicuous of scaffolding or
support,
I might have astoundingly discovered an unfathomable reservoir
of newness; as I tread with profusely unending exuberance on
every enchanting step,
I might have unfurled into an unsurpassably enamoring festoon
of stupendous vivaciousness; as I danced in the uninhibitedly
untamed spirit of adulthood; under

the tantalizingly pelting droplets of golden rain,


But for my adorably impregnable Mother; I would forever
remain her impeccable baby huddled perpetually close to her
warm chest; being nourished with the
Godly air in her lungs; forever remain as her immortal child.
2.
I might have rhetorically mastered the painstaking art of
surviving in desolate solitude; ardently staring for hours
immemorial; towards the blanket of resplendently twinkling
stars,
I might have ebulliently gallivanted towards the corridors of
unequivocally glittering success; profoundly basking in the
insatiably fragrant glory of timeless existence,
I might have unconquerably kissed the lanes of overwhelming
fame; being showered upon with an award of every conceivable
denomination for my poetic artistry; by the grace of Almighty
God,
I might have bloomed into a perennial flower of philanthropic
mankind; disseminating the fragrance of humanity to the most
fathomless quarters of this
colossally mesmerizing Universe,
But for my Omnisciently divine Mother; I would forever remain
her bundle of freshly delivered rhapsody; impeccably embracing
her lips with my tiny hands; forever remain her immortal child.
3.
I might have magnificently placated countless dolorously dreary
organisms in the atmosphere; with the mystically resplendent
cadence in my poignant voice,
I might have unflinching confronted the most truculently
acrimonious of disaster; without a single wink of my
incredulously blazing eyes,

I might have got royally ingratiating artistry melodiously


embedded in every core of my impoverished countenance;
encompassing all panoramic beauty of this Universe; in the
canvas of my enlightening soul,
I might have celestially procreated immaculate progeny of my
own; succeeding in my pricelessly virile endeavors of continuing
Gods glorious chapters of harmonious creation,
But for my bountifully beautiful Mother; I would forever remain
her mischievously frolicking child; the sole deity which she had
harnessed with her very own flesh and blood; forever remain her
immortal child.

4. CHILDREN ARE LIKE GOD.


Children are like fresh globules of tantalizing rain; which spell
bindingly descend in euphoric frenzy from fathomless carpets of
glorious sky,
Children are like innocuous tufts of cotton soaring ebulliently in
handsome atmosphere; philandering in stupendous melody
under carpets of gloriously blissful
sunshine,
Children are like the pristine rays of Omnipotent Sun;
profoundly illuminating one and all; with their vibrantly
intriguing imagery; alike,
Children are like the fairies of irrefutable truth dancing in the
celestial heavens; with their immaculately divine consciences
boundless kilometers away; from the despicable gutter of lies,
Children are like ecstatically redolent roses brazenly swaying in
the afternoon winds; unfurling into majestic artistry and
overwhelmingly tangy boisterousness; as each second speedily
zipped by,

Children are like fulminating springs of rhapsodically untamed


jubilation which erupt from the inner most core of earth;
incessantly blooming into a paradise of new found energy; an
insatiable euphoria to propel forward in life,
Children are like united colors of the vivaciously radiant
rainbow; embracing each other in compassionate cradles of
humanity; entirely oblivious to the satanic vagaries of caste;
creed; religion and spurious color,
Children are like the resplendently milky beams of the innocent
Moon; perennially twinkling in the unparalleled exuberance of
discovery; indefatigably exploring all bountiful happiness so
fantastically laden upon this colossal planet,
Children are like voluptuously nimble blades of dew drop coated
grass; profusely ringing in the wholesome merriment of
symbiotic existence; whistling past the
meadows of inexplicably ghastly sorrow; with Omnipotent
beauty in their tiny souls,
Children are like scintillatingly majestic eagles soaring royally
through the silken clouds; uninhibitedly kissing all goodness that
confronted them in their way; on every step that they poignantly
tread,
Children are like angels of relentlessly philanthropic
benevolence; donating even the most priceless of their
possession; to their comrades in agonizing pain,
Children are like the sparkle of seductively ethereal dawn;
deluging every disastrously bereaved household; with the
ingratiatingly timeless essence of joyously beautiful existence,
Children are like steps leading to the sacrosanct Creator;
unassailably fortifying your persona to face the deadliest of evil;
as you clambered each foot forward,
Children are like rambunctiously revered and bushy squirrels up
in the foliated trees; eternally unfolding into insurmountable
enthusiasm; leaping fleet- footedly to metamorphose
beleaguered earth once again into an Omniscient paradise,

Children are like unfathomable treasure hoves of captivating


honey; oozing the ultimate sweetness of Godly creation; with the
incredulous ardor in their heavenly voice,
Children are like charms of everlasting luck; magically
transforming your despairingly deplorable survival; into a life
replete with profusely endearing graciousness,
Children are like invincibly boundless mountains of faith;
instilling Herculean courage in all those miserably dwindling; by
just the unprecedented fervor of brilliant optimism; lingering
enchantingly in the whites of their eyes,
Children are like petals of Omnipresent prosperity; ubiquitously
diffusing the spirit of happiness and immortal humanity; to every
penuriously ailing entity on the trajectory of this endlessly
glittering planet,
And Children are like the supremely divine aura of Godhead;
granting every benign desire in your heart to be perpetually
true; the instant you held their beaming palms to frolic with
them in the gardens of; unconquerable togetherness.

5. SOLELY AN IMMORTAL MOTHER.


Some called her a tantalizing seductress; philandering
uninhibitedly through

the inscrutably rustling forests,


Some called her an angel having just descended from the sky;
bountifully pacifying even the most traumatically agonized
senses; with the stupendous charisma in her voice,
Some called her a poignantly tangy wave; profusely enlightening
the gruesomely pallid atmosphere around; with the incredulous
euphoria in her ravishing stride,
Some called her an unfathomably enigmatic wind; that
mystically tingled countless of impoverished souls; in the
heavenly swirl of her compassionately diffusing breath,
But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother; feeding it
with celestial granaries of impeccable milk; and loads of
overwhelmingly silken warmth.
Some called her a gloriously alluring pack of metamorphosing
cards; enthusing boundless with the magic in her triumphant
smile,
Some called her an insurmountably nubile vixen; voraciously
drowning even the most lecherously monotonous; in an untamed
thunderbolt of never ending raw desire,
Some called her a fabulously evading mirage; captivating even
the most insensitively alien; in the ingratiating aroma that
lingered incomprehensibly around each of her vivacious senses,
Some called her an unsurpassable carpet of marvelously scarlet
roses; profoundly illuminating every dwindling path that she
tread on; with the philanthropic divinity enshrouding her
immaculate conscience,
But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother; cuddling
its tuft of innocuously heavenly hair indefatigably throughout the
day; sequestering it from the even most infinitesimal of evil
every moment of the disastrously horrendous night.
Some called her an unparalleled magician; metamorphosing
every shattered heart that she caressed; into an enthralling
paradise which kissed the realms of eternity,
Some called her an irrefutably bestowing fairy Goddess; fulfilling
every wish of the despicably shivering and miserably penurious,
Some called her an exuberantly swimming mermaid; deluging
the invidiously pathetic gloom around; with her unbelievably
enamoring charisma and tinkling footsteps,

Some called her a panacea for even the most devastatingly


debilitated disease; impregnably finding reprieve under nothing
else on this planet; but
her magnanimously showering palms,
But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother; sacrificing
everything in her life; to witness it eternally blossom into the
most invincibly unflinching entity alive.
Some called her a fantasy come true for all births; tickling the
most inner most dormitories of the ludicrously bedraggled mind;
with optimistic hope and intrepidly soaring adventure,
Some called her a neverending heartthrob; royally making them
feel the most opulent organisms ever alive; as they perpetually
bonded with her flamboyantly pulsating festoon of rhythmic
beats,
Some called her a gorgeously blissful experience; rejuvenating
their obsoletely remorseful blood; with the unconquerable
exhilaration of life,
Some called her reflection that triggered fathomless whirlpools
of insatiable yearning; coining a whole new chapter of
mesmerizing existence,
But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother; keeping it
incessantly close to her womb; bequeathing upon it all the
tenacity in this world to survive; even after she veritably died.

6. WOMB.
There was no mountain born on this Universe; which was more
formidable than it; coming even an infinitesimal iota abreast its
impregnable tenacity,
There was no fire born on this Universe; which was more
vivaciously flamboyant than it; as it incessantly swirled in the
aisles of vibrant compassion,
There was no color born on this Universe; which was more
gorgeous than it; as it resembled the angels in the sweltering
heat of the day; as well as each instant of the voluptuously
alluring night,
There was no sky born on this Universe; which was more
fathomless than it; as it was the procreator of every tangible
entity wandering merrily on this colossal planet,
There was no flower born on this Universe; which was more
fragrant than it; as it bloomed fabulously into a scent; that
caressed the souls of countless loitering
aimlessly; alike,
There was no contraption born on this Universe; which was
more contemporary than it; as it incredulously withstood the test

of all times; evolving the most ingeniously superior organism;


like brilliant streaks of white electricity in blue sky,
There was no ocean born on this Universe; which was more
unfathomable than it; as it ubiquitously disseminated its waves
of harmony and perennial bliss; to all those shivering in
torrential pain,
There was no magnet born on this Universe; which was more
attractive than it; as it captivated even the most remotely alien
of persona; in its stupendously divine swirl,
There was no philosophy born on this Universe; which was more
sacrosanct than it; as it preached the most holistic existence;
even centuries before you were born,
There was no truth born on this Universe; which was more
irrefutable than it; as it triumphantly massacred the very
essence of blatant lies; from even the most oblivious wind of this
gigantic earth,
There was no power born on this Universe; which was more
invincible than it; as it defended you against the most mightiest
of attacks; within a single wink of its eye,
There was no entertainment born on this Universe; which was
more efficacious than its flurry of boisterous activity; pacifying
each of your overwhelmingly frazzled senses; with its
miraculous enchantment and charm,
There was no Sun born on this Universe; which was more
dazzling than it; as it spread the aura of its marvelously
Omnipotent shine; to each house miserably staggering in ghastly
blackness,
There was no star born on this Universe; which was more
resplendent than it; as it filtered its charismatically symbiotic
beams; to profoundly illuminate the disdainful caricature of
unearthly darkness,

There was no wind born on this Universe; which was more


serene than it; as it insurmountably mollified every traumatically
agonized individual; in the river
of its unending love,
There was no bird born on this Universe; which could fly higher
than it; as it indefatigably soared higher than the satiny clouds;
uplifting the impoverished
into an entrenchment of celestial goodness,
There was no mysticism born on this Universe; which was more
enigmatic than it; as it engulfed even the most treacherously
mundane of entity in the poignantly escalating wave of its
mesmerizing enthrallment,
There was no complexion born on this Universe; which was more
beautiful than it; as it imparted perennial shelter to the
profusely infirm; in its unbelievably passionate interiors,
There was no victory born on this Universe; which was more
greater than it; as it tirelessly fought not just for itself; but for
shielding the lives of boundless innocent; about to be born,
There was no tree born on this Universe; which was more
bountiful than it; as it perpetually bestowed the most
wonderfully priceless gift of humanity; in each hopelessly barren
cranny of this gargantuan world,
There was no smile born on this Universe; which was more
benevolent than it; as it magnanimously embraced even the most
hideously sinister in its heavenly swirl; giving all an equal
opportunity to diffuse their quota of goodness on this planet,
There was no emotion born on this Universe; which was more
effusively volatile than it; as it fulminated into the most glorious
catharsis of the conscience every unveiling moment; striking the
chord of humanity with incomprehensible; alike,
There was no blessing born on this Universe; which was more
benign than it; as it spread the sweetness of symbiotic survival;
granted every philanthropic wish of yours; even before you could
nimbly utter it,

There was no richness born on this Universe; which was more


opulent than it; as it made you feel the most prosperous
organism alive; even in infinite more births you were destined to
take birth again,
There was no aroma born on this Universe; which was more
Omnipresent than it; as it inhabited each dwelling where there
even the most inconspicuous sign of life; relentlessly propelling
the chapter of existence to continue till the time God wanted it
to,
There was no enchantment born on this Universe; which was
more stupefying than it; as it cast its majestically spell binding
spirit; to every soul withering abominably towards the corridors
of threadbare extinction,
There was no ray born on this Universe; which was more
handsome than it; as it blazed a trail of ultimate splendor; even
on the most pathetically dwindling paths that it caressed,
There was no energy born on this Universe; which was more
everlasting than it; as it single handedly bore the brunt of all the
ferociously diabolical around; unshakably rising to every
ruthless disaster; like a supremely embellished princess,
There was no summit born on this Universe; which was more
towering than it; as it overshadowed every shade of the
invidiously evil; with its royal grace and
Omniscient light,
There was no bond born on this Universe; which was more
stronger than it; as it astoundingly fortified its Oligarchic grip;
upon the cradle of compassionate empathy; for unbelievable
more lives to come,
There was no sword born on this Universe; which was more
mightier than it; as it beheaded even the most infinitesimal of
devil; lingering insidiously around its innocuously frolicking
children,

There was no seed born on this Universe; which was more fertile
than it; as it blossomed into a festoon of newness and excitement
every unfurling minute; spawning the most exotic creation of
Almighty Lord,
There was no season born on this Universe; which was more
ravishing than it; as it showered its virtue of ever pervading
righteousness; upon each molecule of God; in an enclosure of
harmonious unity and humanitarian pride,
There was no path born on this Universe which was more
enticing than it; as it unrelentingly intrigued countless; with its
incomprehensibly unending prowess
to serve all mankind,
There was no continent born on this Universe; which was more
fascinating than it; as it harbored each element of prosperous
survival in its amicable corridors; ensuring that all those
benevolent; reached the pinnacle of glittering success,
There was no honey born on this Universe; which was more
sweeter than it; as it wholeheartedly distributed the winds of
united existence; propagated the essence
of solidarity in every passionate heart on this earth,
There was no rainbow on this Universe; which was more
magically striking than it; as it unfurled into an unsurpassable
myriad of enriching shades; to grant all those deluged in
drudgery; an absolute reprieve from sinful malice,
There was no soil born on this Universe; which was more
ravishing than it; as it culminated into an emphatic breeze of
friendship; in the most malevolent of
storm; and harmony; alike,
There was no relationship born on this Universe; which was
more amiable than it; as it offered its ubiquitous wings to all
those treacherously deprived who needed it; before offering
them unequivocal shelter for the freezing night,
There was no artist born on this Universe; who was more
passionate than it; as it assimilated all the beauty of this globe;
in its cradle of ebullient happiness,

There was no sound born on this Universe; which was more


melodious than it; as it euphorically sung the tunes of a
splendidly incarcerating life; mitigating all those engulfed with
horrifically despicable despair,
There was no meadow born on this Universe; which was more
sprouting than it; as it blissfully harnessed each enlightening
attribute of existence with its own blood; reinforcing each bit of
the gruesomely bad; with the irrevocable thunderbolts of divine
life,
There was no reflection born on this Universe; which was more
marvelous than it; as it consecrated even the most lecherous bits
of dilapidated ash; with the unprecedented love lingering in its
soul,
There was no magic born on this Universe; which was more
alluring than it; as it unbelievably spawned the most intellectual
of all organisms; to save the planet from ghastly clutches of
misery and stinking mice,
There was no panacea born on this Universe; which was more
effective than it; as it instilled rejuvenating life in even those;
well sunken in beneath their gory graves and without the
slightest trace of light,
There was no mission born on this Universe; which was more
fulfilling than it; as it accomplished the greatest purpose of the
Almighty; by immortally continuing his sacred chapter of
existence,
There was no current born on this Universe; which was more
vividly passionate than it; as it evolved a complete life from just
a capriciously changing conglomerate of cells and space;
rambunctiously ensuring that there was not the tiniest of
insinuation
of stillness or morbid malice,
There was no idea born on this Universe; which was more
incarcerating than it; as it still remained the most fascinating

mechanism of chiseling a perfect organism; even in a world


drowned abhorrently in robotic prejudice,
There was no fashion on this Universe; which was more versatile
than it; as it acclimatized itself to the most ferociously vacillating
conditions; celestially metamorphosing its intricate form; every
now and again; to blend with the cry
of painstakingly suffering humanity,
There was no gift on this Universe; which was more precious
than it; as it manifested every persons ultimate dream into a
veritable reality; gave him a reason to live with astronomical
pride; even well past his own times,
There was no longing on this Universe; which was more ardent
than it; as it triggered insatiable cloudbursts of craving; for all
those deplorably blind; to witness their sole messiah with golden
sight,
There was no line on this Universe; which was more straighter
than it; as it basked in the undefeatable glory of candid honesty;
diffusing the rays of a fantastically optimistic tomorrow; as each
day persevering unraveled into the queenly night,
There was no boundary on this Universe; which was more
boundless than it; as it encompassed all merciful living kind; in
the heavenly pace that forever enveloped its sparkling form,
There was no prayer on this Universe; which was more revered
than it; as it was a magical wand for pioneering all forms and
fraternities of vibrant life;
sowing the cherishable seeds of a symbiotic existence,
O! yes; it made you feel the most invincible entity on this planet
till the time you were in it; bequeathing upon you an
incomprehensible ardor to lead a countless more lives; when you
wonderfully came out,
It was the ultimate place that you belonged to on this earth; the
very reason that you were able to read and I was able to
fervently write until this line; the only cradle which gave you life;
the only cradle on this globe which embraced you like an angel
even after your condemnable death; infact a place none other

than your own blood and signature; a place none other than your
MOTHERS WOMB.

7. MY BABY
The Dinosaur perceived it to be an inconspicuous insect; a small
speck of dirt
lying sprawled amongst infinite others of its kind,
The red ants on the floor perceived it to be a colossal mountain;
with black roots on its summit,
The clouds hovering in the cosmos perceived it to be; a passing
draught of placid wind,
The yellow beaked birds floating in the pond; perceived it to be a
flimsy fledgling having just hatched out,
The ominous reptiles slithering in unchopped meadows of grass;
perceived it to
be a gigantic worm with bulging eyes,
The fiery body of sun in the sky; perceived it to a hindrance;
irascibly blocking its scintillating rays,
The rustic chimpanzees perched high on the trees; perceived it
to be a tiny inclusion into their vivacious tribe,
The chameleon transgressing through the incongruous bushes;
perceived it to be
a gargantuan mosquito; impossible to be gobbled,
The stray dogs philandering through the desolate streets;
perceived it to be a chunk of sumptuous chicken; the very sight
of which made them profusely slaver at their mouths,
The obstreperously humming bees in their cat combed hives;
perceived it to be an organism of their fraternity; when it
incessantly cried,
The monstrous sharks in the deep ocean; perceived it to be a
fragile and sticky tadpole; without its tail,

The discordantly buzzing mosquitoes; perceived it to be a blend


of rich flesh and blood; a rare treat to encounter once in a while,
The silver spider entwined within the intricate threads of its
web; perceived it to be a crusader; who could squelch its
dwelling at any moment,
The squirrels wandering through the meandering burrows;
perceived it to be a
sumptuous nut; soft and supple to nibble,
The diabolically toothed alligator in the swampy marshes;
perceived it to be crunchy bread for breakfast,
The pigs ambling languidly on the streets; perceived it to be a
sophisticated bundle of scented garbage,
The rats trespassing through the floors at night; perceived it to
be a freshly prepared conglomerate of food,
The creator who evolved him from my womb; perceived him to
be a human being; a
tangible entity out of the millions he had created,
While I perceived " MY BABY"; to be the most beautiful person in
this world;
the most priceless treasure ever existing on this planet; Yes your
guess is as
good as mine; for I was none other than his mother.

8. THE VOICE OF MY DIVINELY BABY DAUGHTER


There was just one voice which could bring me triumphantly
bouncing back; even from the dungeons of the most inexplicable
desperationwhere an infinite scorpions of viciously stabbed till
many an eternity,
There was just one voice which could bring me blissfully
bouncing back; even from the throes of the most chaotic riots
and violent bloodshed-where a boundless innocent like me were
baselessly trapped irrespective of religion; cast; color or race,
There was just one voice which could bring me spell-bindingly
bouncing back; even from the mortuaries of acrimonious
betrayalwhere the most benign harbingers of peace were
insidiously charred to raw and wanton ash,
There was just one voice which could bring me boisterously
bouncing back; even from the most diabolical dungeons of
solitarinesswhere perpetual silence dolorously incarcerated
every ounce of activity,
There was just one voice which could bring me sensuously
bouncing back; even from the most dreaded fields of subterfuge
and slaverywhere disdainful manipulation kept inexhaustibly
sucking like an unconquerable leech,
There was just one voice which could bring me ecstatically
bouncing back; even from the most truculently thwarted

anecdotes of maniacal depressionwere every step forward led


only to the graveyards of bleary nothingness,
There was just one voice which could bring me euphorically
bouncing back; even from the most cursedly moonless nights
where there vindictively paraded nothing else but an unceasing
fleet of Witches and bemoaning ghosts,
There was just one voice which could bring me jubilantly
bouncing back; even from the most perilously closing crocodile
jawswhere there lingered nothing else but the coffin robe of
wholesome death ,
There was just one voice which could bring me unflinchingly
bouncing back; even from the most unbearably sadistic gutters
of cowardice-where Sunlight was endlessly ostracized and livid
blackness fervently worshipped,
There was just one voice which could bring me undauntedly
bouncing back; even from the most miserably asphyxiating of
nightmareswhere proliferation or newness immutably
abhorred to survive,
There was just one voice which could bring me mellifluously
bouncing back; even from the most irrevocably sinking shipwhere ghastly choking to death was the only writing on every
innocuous palm,
There was just one voice which could bring me vivaciously
bouncing back; even from the most brutally gleaming edges of
the devilish knifewhere wholesome extinction precariously
tottered in-between a single stroke of the sardonically grinning
blade,
There was just one voice which could bring me stupendously
bouncing back; even from the most torturously lambasting hell's
of the devilwhere all that reigned supreme was an unending
battalion of abuse and parasitic unrest,
There was just one voice which could bring me bountifully
bouncing back; even from the most deplorably stagnant realms
of the unsparing pastwhere there hovered the germs of such

negativity- that crucified every instant of the optimistic present


and tomorrow,
There was just one voice which could bring me poignantly
bouncing back; even from the most irretrievably demonic thorns
of poverty-where there existed nothing else but an unfathomably
deteriorating atmosphere of devastating haplessness,
There was just one voice which could bring me merrily bouncing
back; even from the most sinfully adulterated streets of
prejudicewhere every organism gallivanting was under a spell
of blood-sucking doom,
There was just one voice which could bring me jauntily bouncing
back; even from the most despondently excoriating gallows of
failurewhere the minutest ray of hope had abominably died
already a billion years ago,
There was just one voice which could bring me exuberantly
bouncing back; even from the most satanic crevices of wretched
terrorism-where only the harmoniously impeccable organism
had to pay the price of its life,
O! Yes; that voice was of none other but that of my divinely
baby daughter "Kavya"; calling me "Daddy" more and more
passionately with every unveiling instant-- till the time there
existed the last draught of air in my lungsand even an infinite
centuries after I'd veritably died.

9. HIS HEART WAS AS OMNIPRESENT


His cheeks were as pristine as the snow on the astronomical
summit of the mountain; glistening to a perfect golden under
brilliantly flamboyant sunlight,

His eyes were as blue as the majestically swirling ocean; darting


infinite places in a minute; to savor the newness of this world,
His hair were as soft as silk which flowed in the mesmerizing
heavens; culminating into a festoon of mischievous curls; which
made him the unprecedented darling of all races,
His palms were as pink as the freshly blossomed lotus; imparting
their stupendously immaculate odor; to every gloomy particle in
the atmosphere,
His smile was as enchanting as the pearly moonlight;
incarcerating even the most belligerently hostile in its
impeccable grip,
His eyelashes were as poignant as the vivaciously slapping
artists brush; incessantly fluttering in the midst of the
stringently monotonous town,
His lips were as sweet as marvelously rejuvenating sticks of
sugarcane; remaining a profuse scarlet in every conceivable
shade of changing light,
His skin was as flawless as the mothers milk; granting one the
tenacity to conquer any aspect of treacherous life; the instant he
caressed it,
His feet were as voluptuously spongy as the bed of
overwhelmingly fragrant roses; sending shivers round every
cranny of the earth as he nimbly transgressed it,
His ears were as rhapsodic as globules of royally cascading
honey; insurmountably intrigued by the most tiniest of sound
that drifted in space,
His blood was as energetic the tumultuously showering clouds;
proliferating into a mist of exuberant excitement every
unleashing minute,
His voice was as naturally uninhibited as the morning cuckoo;
making people towering towards the sky; bow down to his
heavenly grace,

His sweat was as tangy as salt imprisoned in the undulating sea


waves; making him the son of every star shimmering in cosmotic
space,
His teeth were as fabulously immaculate as the extruding buds
of nascent cotton; with which he feasted on dainty chunks of
appetizingly seductive cheese,
His stomach was as sacred as the bells ringing emphatically in
the celestial temple; rising and falling like a fairy as he inhaled
in puffs of exhilarating air,
His tongue was as flirtatious as the cheeky chimpanzee; as he
darted it out every now and again; as the worlds most spuriously
ostentatious business tycoons; without the slightest of restraint,
His bones were as ebulliently bouncy as the striped giraffe;
galloping at a pace which left the fastest of missile behind,
His yawn was as ingratiatingly splendid as creamy dawn;
instilling a reinvigorating wave of bliss in maniacally overworked
entities,
His breath was as Omnipotent as the most vital signs of life;
granting stupendously unfathomable tenacity to every organism
who had the slightest of desire to live,
And his heart was as Omnipresent as Almighty God; irrefutably
worshipped by every other heart wandering on this Universe;
although he had just taken birth as a tiny little living being; a
tiny little child to be more precise.

10. THE BRIDE


Shielding her eyes like a new born infant; with traditional tinges
of profuse mascara embellishing her tantalizing eyelashes,
Pursing her voluptuously sculptured lips to the most
unprecedented limits; beads of silver perspiration dribbling
down her innocuous cheeks,
Admiring her persona profoundly; intermittently glimpsing at the
mirror; which glowed all the more with her mesmerizing
countenance,
Humming mystically to herself; as she restlessly tossed on the
grandiloquent carpet of moist grass,
Shivering in inexplicable excitement; like the dainty globules of
snow melting in poignant harmony under the dazzling Sun,
Exuberantly inhaling the scent of the gorgeously blossoming
flowers; drowning herself into the heavenly fragrance that
emanated; till centuries immemorial,
Giggling uncontrollably at the tiniest provocation by her friends;
thoroughly astounded by her incredulously tinkling laughter
resonating countless times after
colliding with the walls,
Spending fathomless hours in front of her ostentatious vanity
glass; adorning each part of her vivacious body; with a festoon of
royally shimmering pearls,

Blushing to unfathomable limits with the ebulliently gushing


breeze; chasing gaudily striped butterflies with a tenacity
befitting the timeless angels,
Fidgeting with her nails in tumultuous rhapsody; an inferno of
insatiable passion dancing ardently in her eyes,
Fantasizing beyond pragmatic boundaries of comprehension;
philandering with the stupendously singing fairies high beyond
realms of the sky,
Basking in the pearly magnificence of the midnight moon; with
her hands entwined in an insurmountably compassionate
stranglehold,
Whistling in inexorable ecstasy at the birds perched on the
trees; tracing the intricate lines of her palms with her
enchantingly glistening index finger,
Nostalgically reminiscing those moments when she first cried in
the lap of her mother; and the stage now when she was about to
become one,
Trespassing barefoot on the paths freshly blended with rain;
with the unbelievably seductive sound of her golden anklets
rousing every entity on this Universe; from the heart of deep
sleep,
Indefatigably feeling higher than the sapphire ocean of clouds;
although she transgressed in the fullest of her senses on bare
bits of loose soil,
Intransigently wishing for time to come to an abrupt standstill;
with her astronomically ravishing beauty taking complete
control of the mundane atmosphere,
Awaiting with fervent anticipation for the immortally sacred
marriage ceremony to unveil; bonding her forever with the mate
of her every dream,

She prayed tirelessly to the Creator; to bestow every day of her


life like this one; when she majestically crowned herself and
proudly proclaimed to all listening; that she
was indeed the bride.

11. WHEN I WAS A CHILD


When I was a child I thought of devouring immaculate chunks of
white butter,
Today I contemplated the price before purchasing monetary gifts
for pleasure.
When I was a child I clambered up tall trees; to pluck nutritious
fruit,

Today I pondered on the various ramifications; which could


possibly occur when the farmer caught me red handed.
When I was a child I played vociferously in mud; making
inarticulate cakes of cow dung plaster,
Today I refrained from going near wet land; on the flimsy
grounds of having my trousers coated with obnoxious dirt.
When I was a child I got up early in the morning; relishing cool
air while walking towards school,
Today I woke up with startled jerks; with darkness fully
camouflaged in the sun; to rush in a jiffy towards office.
When I was a child I played for incessant hours in the evening
with my cluster of friends, Today I retired in front of the
television screen; with a glass of cold beverage; at the onset of
twilight.
When I was a child I demonstrated a plethora of emotions when
profoundly agitated, Today I had risen to holistic degrees of self
control; scrutinizing my mistakes before I cried.
When I was a child I took the supreme liberty of hiding amongst
a fleet of guests arriving at our dwelling,
Today I audaciously shook hands with the same; conversed for
indefatigable hours with them on matters of common parlance.
When I was a child I voraciously read a battalion of thrilling
mysteries,
Today I completely engulfed myself in deciphering; intricate
quotes of the stock market.
When I was a child I listened to my elders with rapt attention
and intense enthusiasm,
Today I chalked policies of my own; implementing them with
loads of fortified conviction.
When I was a child; beads of sweat dribbled down my nape after
witnessing a ghastly scene from the movie,
Today I didn't budge an inch from my seat; after sighting the
same; as I knew it was fictitious.

When I was a child I had no hesitation asking for money from my


ancestors,
Today I felt thoroughly abashed; asking them to gratify my
distinctly penurious state.
When I was a child I chortled into pools of uninhibited laughter;
at someone awkwardly dressed,
Today I emitted out sly smiles; in order that the individual didn't
feel humiliating and bad.
When I was a child I hardly had time to think about the vagaries
of mystical world, Today I spent hours pondering on a jugglery of
consequences that would unleash; if I wasn't careful.
When I was a child I thought the most onerous thing existing
was to study,
Today I felt that it was the process of earning; that was the most
cumbersome of them all.
When I was a child; those were the times I was oblivious to
reality; solely living in a world of tailor made fantasy,
While today I had crossed the realms of maturity; acclimatized to
the harsh reality; and desperately wished I was that
unscrupulous child once again.

12. THE FINAL THOUGHT


Only in a world of freedom can a child unfold and bloom,
For it is his birthright not to be gloomy.
He cries and says let me go away,
For he shows corrupt masses of elderly his own natural
way.
He takes a pledge to be always free,
He expresses this thought of his with lots of glee.
He breaks an object with inanimate ease,
For to do new things he has a long lease.
A smile spreads on naughty outlines of his face,
For he is living at the will of others grace.
An anxious look creeps in his large innocent eyes,
For he is existing in a world of money sucking flies.
At last he makes one final thought,
To reject the elders who gave him broth.

13. REFLECTIONS OF CHILDHOOD


Those days were golden when I was a kid,
deprived of all responsibility,
divested of the urge to earn, run for fodder,
slept all night in cozy delights of my quilt,
to be woken up by the first rays of dawn,
shrill ringing bell of the portable clock,
brief shower with tap water, clad in cream uniform,
greeted by the welcome aroma of mud brown coffee,
ravishing crumbs of bread submerged in jam,
a quick glimpse at unfinished assignments,
vigorous coats of polish activating shoe shine,
meticulous combing of ruffled slept hair,
carefree manipulation of things to be purchased,
hasty packaging of school artillery in leather bag,
animated deliberation with my mother on study hours,
I now marched at fast pace towards the bus stop.
The wind was chilly, Sunlight had a role of guest
appearance,
leafy tree foliage camouflaged the road,
droplets of salt water blew from the violent sea,
exuberant birds soared high in the clouds,
lazy yawns echoed through, long van interiors,
occasional clatter of ticket punch pads,
the glass paned bus finally switched routes,
heading towards suburban areas of walled city,
braked to a halt abreast my majestic school building,
the electric school bell was ringing, catholic prayers
had just begun,
as I galloped with my friends, to my compact class room,
now engulfed profoundly with full morning Sunlight.

14. TALE OF TRADITION


Forehead coated with red vermilion,
with spreading incense of intense loyalty,
long hair parted in equal coconut oil,
body smeared with sacred halves,
greased with century old ash,
bunch of flower braids entangled in braid,
diffusing into petals of love,
circular rings piercing nose and ear,
lighting up skin lobes with glittering gold,
long threads with sandalwood beads,
tied to beautifully crafted necks,
long fingers covered with red nail paint,
steel bangles dangling from wrists,
black mascara adorning shielding eyes,
sprawled tattoos depicting religion,
engraved on large lined palms,
lips portraying tinge of natural fleshy pink,
broad shoulder bones toughened with household chores,
with embroidered silk covering every inch of flesh,
preparing appetizing delicacies in enclosed kitchens,
a saga of unending sacrifice,
and an excellent chanter of the vedic rhyme,
an autobiography of self discipline,
giving birth to offspring's like me,
and a host of eminent personalities,
is the traditional Indian woman.

15. A CHILD SMILES


Only in a world of freedom,
Can a child unfold and bloom.
Only with the Sun piercing right through the dark hut,
Can a child see the wonderful sights of this world.
Only in an ocean of unprejudiced love,
Can a child speak to its heart's content.
Only through the eyes of soft empathy,
Can a child see its true reflection.
Only in surroundings of unadulterated society,
Can a child open its mind wholesomely and dream.
Only when applauded at its tiniest achievement,
Can a child come to know its hidden potential.
Only in lanes without propagation of caste,
Can a child recognize its own identity.
Only in the cradle of happiness,
Can a child fantasize and create.
Only in vicinity of the learned,
Can a child imbibe the essentials of life.
Only in the pages of medieval history,
Can a child understand its ancestors better.
Only in unpolluted waters of the Ganges,
Can a child splash its hands and wholeheartedly swim.
Only without discrimination of gender and status,
Can a child flourish to achieve its goal.
Only in the gentle hands of its mother,
Can a child shield its eyes and sob.

And Only in an atmosphere of complete equality,


Can a child stimulate his urge for learning, prosper and smile.
16. THERE WAS SIMPLY NO NEED
There was simply no need for a bicycle; an ostentatious car to
maneuver me around,
Till the time I possessed a pair of strong feet; which robustly
bore my weight; carried me to all places I desired.
There was simply no need for an angular binocular; an array of
telescopic tubes circumventing my persona,
Till the time I had intricate pairs of glistening eyes; which placed
me in stupendous ecstasy after sighting the twinkling stars.
There was simply no need for supersonic computer; a host of
modern contrivances aligning my table,
Till the time I had fingers which could emboss beautiful
calligraphy on bonded
paper; a brain of my own to use.
There was simply no need for a lifeboat to assist me choppy
waters; a cavalcade of ships to ensure my safety,
Till the time muscle bulged from under my shirt; rubicund blood
circulated through my veins.
There was simply no need for the mundane ceiling fan;
suspended rigidly from the webbed ceiling,
Till the time my body could attune itself to the outside heat;
audaciously confront droplets of poignant sweat trickling down
my forehead.
There was simply no need for biscuits coated with lascivious
honey; chicory
baskets replete with ravishing chocolate,
Till the time I could procure fresh fruits from nature; had an
insatiable craving for fresh water in my bowels.
There was simply no need orators preparing and delivering my
speech; with me
watching the scenario languishing beside the pool,

Till the time I had incarcerated in my mouth a fleshy tongue;


which could swirl rampantly and eloquently speak.
There was simply no need for a mattress of swanky satin; strewn
alongwith a
fleet of immaculate white pearls,
Till the time my bones were as solid as a rock; my skull was
acclimatized to sleep on the plain stone floor.
There was simply no need for the bombastic shower; nimbly
diffusing few droplets of water at a time,
Till the time there existed the country river; compounded with
the exuberance in my soul to bathe in it.
And there was simply no need for me to worry; take a plethora of
insurmountable tensions on my head,
Till the time there existed; my celestial mother; my loving
beloved; and my
sacrosanct God.

17. WHAT I DO KNOW


How deep is the ocean I do not know; but what I do know is that
I would extricate the oil trapped within; to make it more
enjoyable for people to swim,
How colossal is the sky I do not know; but what I do know is that
I would stop it being invaded by obnoxious missiles; making it a
paradise for birds to fly,
How dense is the forest I do not know; but what I do know is
that I would prevent innocent trees from being chopped; making
it more mesmerizing for the animals to live in,
How lanky is the mountain I do not know; but what I do know is
that I would
terminate all mining activity on its slopes; making it more
stupendous for sheep to philander on,
How vast is the desert I do not know; but what I do know is that
I would placate the thirst of every organism I encountered; to
grant it reprieve from the agony of scorching heat,
How acrimonious is the heat of fire I do not know; but what I do
know is that I would alleviate the same by pouring pails of
chilled water; thereby impeding the surrounding environment
from being torched,

How lethal is the sting of scorpion I do not know; but what I do


know is that I would suck it from innocuous flesh; saving it
wholesomely from jaws of savage death,
How resplendent are the colors of rainbow I do not know; but
what I do know is
that I would stop abhorrent gases from obscuring their
ingratiating view
How dark is a blind mans life I do not know; but what I do know
is I would offer him my shoulder to lean upon; comforting him in
times of bizarre distress,
How eloquent is the nightingale I do not know; but what I do
know is that I would prevent obstreperous noises from
circulating; making its voice the solo one in the still atmosphere,
How thick is blood I do not know; but what I do know is that I
would curtail
it from flowing profusely; tying across it the bandage of my
unadulterated love,
How disastrous is the earthquake I do not know; but what I do
know is that I
would mitigate the suffering prevailing; by hoisting all infants
lying discarded without their mothers,
How piquant is white salt I do not know; but what I do know is
that I would procure it in its purest form from the sea; to
distribute among who cherish its taste,
How scintillating is the pearl I do not know; but what I do know
is that I would prevent it from being mutilated and marketed
commercially all around,
How black is darkness I do not know; but what I do know is that
I would not
let it linger for more than the night; snapping it completely with
the first rays of transient dawn,
How frosty is milk I do not know; but what I do know is that I
would sequester

mother cow from abuse and trips to the abattoir,


How redolent is the rose I do not know; but what I do know is
that I would
prevent it from being plucked indiscriminately from the
blossoming shrub,
How diabolical is the demon I do not know; but what I do know
is that I would
prevent him from disrupting the tranquility and benevolence of
society,
How omniscient is the creator I do not know; but what I do know
is that I would burn all fingers pointing against him; annihilate
even the most minuscule trace of blasphemy enveloping his
sacrosanct persona,
And how long am I going to live I do not know; but what I do
know is that would entirely dedicate every unveiling minute of
my life; to my mother; my beloved and the od who endowed upon
me the prowess to live and love

18. IT WAS PERFECTLY NORMAL


It was perfectly normal to burst into pools of uninhibited
laughter; after witnessing a garishly painted clown,

It was perfectly normal to hysterically sob ; at the death of


someone you vehemently revered,
It was perfectly normal to trip head-on on your nose; after
walking through a
puddle of slushy grease,
It was perfectly normal to tenaciously scratch your scalp; when
snow white beads of dandruff camouflaged them in entirety,
It was perfectly normal to purse your lips profusely; after
swallowing a sumptuously appetizing meal,
It was perfectly normal to thunderously sneeze; when disdainful
granules of incongruous dust entered your nose,
It was perfectly normal to shiver; when you stood bare chested
in freezing currents of bizarre winter,
It was perfectly normal to collapse in a bedraggled heap; when
you carried a mountain of mud on your slender shoulder,
It was perfectly normal to blush like a scarlet complexioned
rose; when you were caught red-handed trying to blatantly flirt
with a girl,
It was perfectly normal to pound your fists in raw indignation;
when you were
encompassed from all sides with unfathomable frustration,
It was perfectly normal to perspire; when you worked arduously
under sizzling rays of the sun,
It was perfectly normal to yawn; when your lids felt
overwhelmingly heavy; your body felt drowned in waves of
exhaustion,
It was perfectly normal to be insatiably greedy; when you
prevailed in an ambience besieged with unprecedented poverty,

It was perfectly normal to experience tingling sensations; after


you lazily philandered amidst stalks of nimble grass,
It was perfectly normal to use a volley of harsh expletives; after
you were
provoked to the threshold limits of tolerance,
It was perfectly normal to scowl animatedly at the class teacher;
when she
bored you for hours; reciting notes of century old history,
It was perfectly normal to innocuously hiccup; when you
swallowed your meals at lightening speeds,
It was perfectly normal to feel stabbed by tremors of lust; when
you were in the vicinity of stupendous beauty,
It was perfectly normal to scream in the middle of night; when
your dwelling
was struck by the vicious onslaught of an earthquake,
And It was perfectly normal to commit a plethora of blunders
and errors in the
course of your life as a human being; as long as you existed in
blissful synergy with nature; wholesomely revered the God who
created you; ardently adored the Mother who gave you birth;
fervently loved the girl who made you feel you were living and
breathing alive.

19. SIMPLY USELESS


A lock is simply useless without its key; the slender chip of
squashed metal that unwinds it open,
An ocean is simply useless without its waves; the undulating
swirl of frothy waters that rise and cascade down,
An eyeball is simply useless without its lids; the flexible folds of
dainty skin that envelops them with glistening moisture,
A tree is simply useless without its basket of green leaves; the
mushrooming buds of olive color that appear on it in infinite
clusters,
A dog is simply useless without its bark; the crisp sounds that
profoundly announce its presence when it opens its mouth,
A doll is simply useless without its silken hair; the artificial
fronds of fluffy golden that extrude from its petite scalp,
A wall is simply useless without its conglomerate of compact
bricks; a blend
of chipped stone and lime that is inevitable to make it
domineeringly stand,
A bird is simply useless without its wings; the feathers that make
it soar high and handsome in the sky,
An ensemble of ominous clouds is simply useless without rain;
the droplets of
liquid that plummet vociferously towards the earth,

A mammoth whale is simply useless without its colossal teeth;


the diabolical
pair of jaws which pulverizes its prey to inconspicuous shreds of
bone,
A pentagon shaped diamond is simply useless without its shine;
the scintillating glimmer that grants it the stupendous status of
being the king of jewels,
A sacrosanct and rollicking cow is simply useless without its
milk; the frosty pearls of life that trickle from its teats,
A slithering reptile is simply useless without its venom; the
lethal poison that imparts it deadly tenacity to strangulate
breath,
A century old giant watch is simply useless without its long
needles; the lanky strips of iron which incessantly display
accurate time,
A spider is simply useless without its silken web; the mystical
strands of shimmering silver; on which it remains suspended till
the time it lives,
A chunk of plain bread is simply useless without dazzling butter;
the tangy taste that titillates the mouth when munched
passionately with the same,
A slimy frog is simply useless without its cacophonic croak; its
hoarse voice that wrecks out the last ounce of blissful sleep from
all those in vicinity,
A scorpion is simply useless without is pugnacious sting; the
animosity in its fangs; which bursts uninhibitedly when it strikes,
A cactus is simply useless without its thorns; the knife like
protrusions which prevents it from being gobbled up,
A fan is simply useless without its blades; the white metal which
generates tumultuous draughts of wind,

An elephant is simply useless without its tusks; the obdurate


horns of ivory which portray its majesty; which help him uproot
mighty trees,
A devil is simply useless without its satanic visage; the ghastly
traces of malice hidden deep within his eyes, his thunderous
voice which scares scores of innocuous individuals,
And man is simply useless without the mother who gave him
birth; the girl who
loves him beyond limits of comprehension; who alongwith him is
instrumental in
delivering the next generation; the people of tomorrow.

20. THE GREATEST CURSE


The greatest curse even after the most spell bindingly fructifying
rain had fallen on blissful ground; was when the soil still didnt
burgeon the slightest; into the most brilliantly optimistic fruits of
a resplendent tomorrow,
The greatest curse even after the most frostily undulating of
waves had kissed the shores; was when the atmosphere still
didnt culminate the slightest; into the most rejuvenating sprays
of unparalleled tanginess,

The greatest curse even after the most rhapsodically


rambunctious bees had inhabited the hives; was when the
crevices still didnt scintillate the slightest; with the most
poignantly enamoring cisterns of bewitching nectar,
The greatest curse even after the most blazingly dynamic of Sun
had smooched the earth; was when the air still didnt evolve the
slightest; into the most unflinchingly unfettered beams of a
victoriously fresh beginning,
The greatest curse even after the most beautifully enchanting of
meadows had bathed under profoundly invincible moonlight; was
when the grassblades still didnt ooze the slightest; into the most
tantalizingly euphoric of golden dewdrops,
The greatest curse even after the most candidly poignant mirror
was placed beneath the pellucid afternoon Sun; was when the
glass still didnt reflect the slightest; into the most irrefutably
truthful images of the soul,
The greatest curse even after the most iridescently silken moon
twinkled in treacherously ghastly midnight; was when the
darkness still didnt dance the
slightest; into the most perennially effulgent beams of
enlightenment,
The greatest curse even after the most ebullient waterfalls of
newborn water cascaded merrily at the rock bottom; was when
the pathways still didnt flower the slightest; into the most
undaunted skies of ubiquitous excitement,
The greatest curse even after the most mellifluously congenial
lips heavenly opened; was when the ambience still didnt
reverberate the slightest; into the most magically ameliorating
tunes of compassionate togetherness,
The greatest curse even after the most altruistically benign
saints endlessly sermonized the principles of peace and truth;
was when the living organisms still
didnt bloom the slightest; into the most uninhibitedly priceless
bonds of impregnable
friendship,

The greatest curse even after the most insuperable foundations


of selflessness stretched to an infinite kilometers beneath soil;
was when the structure still
didnt waft the slightest; into the most Omnipotent apogees of
unconquerable truth,
The greatest curse even after the most fearlessly peerless of
patriots had shed their lives in the numbers of an infinite; was
when the commoners still didnt blaze the slightest; into the
most celestial ideals of concord; symbiotism and everlasting
freedom,
The greatest curse even after the most incomparably venerated
cows grazed for hours immemorial; was when the teats still
didnt ripen the slightest; into the most infallibly impeccable
globules of undefeated milk,
The greatest curse even after the most innocuously freshborn
infant footsteps traversed indefinitely on ground; the pathways
still didnt spawn the slightest; into the most unlimited heavens
of immeasurable holiness,
The greatest curse even after the most gloriously scarlet of roses
swished in the vibrantly ecstatic breeze; the wind still didnt
enlighten the slightest; into the most unbridled gorges of
unbelievably victorious scent,
The greatest curse even after the most honestly compassionate
of parents dedicated every instant of their life to their offsprings;
was when the children didnt emanate the slightest; into the
most limitlessly enthralling rainbows of unshakable gratitude,
The greatest curse even after the most eternally undying of
nostrils tirelessly exhaled perpetual breath; was when the soul
didnt culminate the slightest; into the most Omnipresently
mesmerizing traces of vivid life,
The greatest curse even after the most immortally passionate of
heart exuded a boundless beats; was when the palpitations
didnt mushroom the slightest; into
the most Omnipotent paradises of unadulterated love,

And the greatest curse even after the most astoundingly virile of
man and woman coalesced in the threads of sacred matrimony;
was when the dwelling still didnt glisten the slightest; into the
most miraculously mischievous children of a quintessentially
blessed Gods creation

21. GODLY WOMB


It was the most cozy place on this Universe; engulfing you with
poignant winds of compassionate warmth,
It was the most impregnable place on this Universe;
magnificently sequestering you from every kind of acrimonious
attack,
It was the most mesmerizing place on this Universe; where you
had the time of your life; fantasizing in a land of impeccable
fairies and mystical charm,
It was the most divinely place on this Universe; where the
Omnipotent aura of Almighty lord lingered every instant,
It was the most playful place on this Universe; where you
bounced and tossed wholeheartedly; to your ultimate hearts
content,
It was the most courageous place on this Universe; where you
took the most stupendously exhilarating of initiative; and yet
emerged full guns blazing,
It was the most opulent place on this Universe; fostering the
richest elements of this planet; in its miraculous warmth,

It was the most blissful place on this Universe; where you rested
in complete oblivion from the vagaries of this commercial planet;
incessantly chanting the mantra of success,
It was the most spell binding place on this Universe; where each
of your pious wishes manifested themselves into a perpetual
reality,
It was the most vivacious place on this Universe; where you
indulged in flurry of boisterously innocent activity; every
unveiling second of the day; even late
hours past the heart of midnight,
It was the most sparkling place on this Universe; where your
diminutive soul floated; bereft of the slightest of dirt and
manipulative malice,
It was the most candid place on this Universe; where you came
face to face with each hidden attribute of your impoverished
persona,
It was the most melodious place on this Universe; where the
tunes of absolutely fabulous heaven; transited you into an
unconquerably celestial slumber,
It was the most cherished place on this Universe; for which even
the strongest entity alive; ardently wished to inhabit once again,
It was the most grandiloquent place on this Universe; with each
of its walls; deluging you in a world of incredulous royalty and
oligarchic majesty,
It was the most enticing place on this Universe; inevitably
retracting you from realms of treacherously lecherous and
strangulating captivity,
It was the most humble place on this Universe; relentlessly
teaching you to disseminate the essence of philanthropic love
and peace; to the most remotest
corner of this Universe,

And it was the most immortal place on this Universe; not just
harboring you for a numerical tenure of nine months; but
instilling in you the unprecedented tenacity to take birth a
countless times once again; and still be alive,
No it wasnt any castle; or sky; or paradise; as you might
presume; but a place where you actually came from; the place
now indispensable to procreate your own progeny; the place
none other than the GODLY WOMB.

22. I LOVED THEM MORE


I might have perhaps loved just my sacrosanct Mother and
eternal beloved during the tenure of my entire diminutively
impoverished life; by the blessings of the Omnipotent Lord,
But I loved them more than what the sweltering deserts could
ever have loved; pricelessly resplendent droplets of
rhapsodically mesmerizing rain.

I might have perhaps loved just my divinely mother and bountiful


beloved during each unfurling moment of my parsimoniously
destitute life; by the blessings of the
unassailable Lord,
But I loved them more than what lackadaisical mud could ever
have loved; beautifully dazzling ray of Godly Sunshine.
I might have perhaps loved just my heavenly mother and
triumphant beloved during every crimson dawn that unraveled
in my penuriously short-statured life; by the blessings of the
Omnipresent Lord,
But I loved them more than what dolorously beleaguered forests
could ever have loved; fantastically enigmatic titillation.
I might have perhaps loved just my compassionate mother and
newly-wed beloved during every hour that fabulously swept past
my mercurially timid life; by
the blessings of the everlasting Lord,
But I loved them more than what the amorphously estranged sky
could ever have loved; the vividly iridescent and spell binding
rainbow.
I might have perhaps loved just my magnanimous mother and
unflinching beloved during every shade of my inexplicably
bereaved life; by the blessings of the Omniscient Lord,
But I loved them more than what the rambunctiously unruly bees
could ever have loved; the timelessly redolent fragrance of the
dew drop anointed and poignant rose.
I might have perhaps loved just my ubiquitous mother and
seductive beloved during every wind that swept past my
disastrously diminishing life; by the blessings of the unshakable
Lord,
But I loved them more than what the ecstatically fluttering
peacocks could ever have loved; the fathomlessly voluptuous
expanse of enthrallingly silken clouds.
I might have perhaps loved just my priceless mother and
inimitable beloved during every path that I tread in my stingily
decrepit life; by the blessings of the unconquerable Lord,

But I loved them more than what the brutally emaciated shores
could ever have loved; the ravishingly undulating swirl of
jubilantly tangy waves.
I might have perhaps loved just my indomitable mother and
humanitarian beloved during every breath that I exhaled in my
nonchalantly oblivious life; by the blessings of the boundlessly
proliferating Lord,
But I loved them more than what the remorsefully deserted
mirror could ever have loved; the uninhibitedly sparkling ocean
of celestial reflection.
I might have perhaps loved just my timeless mother and
ingratiating beloved during every impediment that I encountered
in my truculently abridged life; by the blessings of the limitlessly
benign Lord,
But I loved them more than what the obnoxiously emaciated
blades of sordid grass could ever have loved; the majestically
shimmering cistern of tantalizing dewdrops.
And I wholeheartedly admit; that I might have perhaps loved just
my blissful mother and gorgeous beloved during every beat that
I throbbed in my obfuscatedly lugubrious life; by the blessings of
the effulgently glowing Lord,
But I loved them more than what the devastatingly dying nostril
could ever have loved; fragrantly mellifluous entrenchments of
resplendently fresh breeze.

23. THE POWER OF MY MOTHERS MILK


I might have consumed just an infinitesimal pint of it when I was
an impeccably oblivious infant; hardly acclimatizing my taste
buds with its eternal fragrance,
I might have consumed just a diminutive fraction of it when I
was an innocuously inarticulate infant; hardly allowing it to
blend with my freshly formed streams of crimson blood,
I might have consumed just a mercurial sip of it when I was a
pristinely princely infant; hardly allowing its Omnipotently
heavenly goodness to settle in the corners of my discovering
mouth,
I might have consumed just a parsimonious rivulet of it when I
was an incongruously disheveled infant; hardly letting its
miraculously insuperable iridescence pacify my remorsefully
traumatized thirst,
I might have consumed just an evanescent pinch of it when I was
an incoherently unruly infant; hardly absorbing its everlastingly
mesmerizing goodness in
the corners of my miserably asphyxiating throat,
I might have consumed just an ethereal speck of it when I was
an inconspicuously measly infant; hardly feasting on its
impregnably heavenly aura; to my tiny hearts content,
I might have consumed just a fleeting bead of it when I was a
fretfully wailing infant; hardly savoring its astronomical majesty
with my crusts of minutely formed fresh teeth,

I might have consumed just a fugitive stream of it when I was a


incessantly screeching infant; hardly realizing the spirit of
Omnipresently egalitarian humanity; handsomely embedded in
it,
I might have consumed just a disappearing mist of it when I was
an incoherently feckless infant; hardly aware of its invincibly
healing touch; as I all I did was sleep all day and moonless night,
I might have consumed just an insipid globule of it when I was
an indefatigably crying infant; hardly gulping it even a trifle of it
properly down
my teeny-weeny throat,
I might have consumed just a transient molehill of it when I was
an ungainly staring infant; hardly bothered about its
unconquerable nutritional value; as all that
mattered to me was my toy cradle; toys and sleep,
I might have consumed just an ephemeral amount of it when I
was an illiterately uncivilized infant; hardly envisaging the
perennial armor of unflinching tenaciousness that it would
enshroud me with; once it coalesced perfectly with my blood,
I might have consumed just a non-existent pinch of it when I was
a ludicrously squealing infant; hardly comprehending the
Omnipotent compassion behind its
dribbling towards my toddler lips,
I might have consumed just an invisible follicle of it when I was a
preposterously unsuspecting infant; hardly placating the
disastrously emaciated bowels of my tiny stomach with its
gloriously godly flavor,
I might have consumed just a minuscule shadow of it when I was
a discordantly groaning infant; hardly allowing its Omnipresent
charisma to percolate through
my severely teething gums,
I might have consumed just a trailing gulp of it when I was a
frantically searching infant; hardly feeling its regally marvelous
goodness; enriching every pore of my newborn slimly skin,

I might have consumed just a vanishing potion of it when I was a


haughtily pampered infant; hardly imbibing its timelessly
blossoming resplendence; as I uncontrollably kicked every
conceivable object in vicinity; with my miniature feet,
I might have consumed just a passing cascade of it when I was a
quietly snoring infant; hardly having the sense to appreciate its
magically formidable and euphorically endless tenacity,
O! Yes, I might have consumed just a fleeting fraction of it when
I was an incoherently trembling infant; hardly feeling it as it
timelessly blessed every
aspect of my existence; for infinite births more of mine,
But just that diminutive droplet of it; just that unnoticeable
speck of it which I had unknowingly consumed; was enough for
me to metamorphose the complexion of this estranged earth
once again into a paradise; was enough for me to tower like the
inferno of inimitably blazing truth for times immemorial; was
enough for me to altruistically live and let live for a countless
more heavenly lifetimes,
Such pricelessly immortal was the indomitable power of my;
eternal mothers milk.

24. SINFUL IDENTITY


It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so handsomely procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first
infantile cry; overflowed with unfathomable oceans of glittering
gold,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I baselessly
rejoiced and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
miserably dithered in my impoverished life to carve a
philanthropically blissful identity of my very own.

It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who


had so majestically procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first baby cry; had an endless
inundation of sparkling currency coin,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I parasitically
feasted and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
pathetically staggered in my diminutive life to carve a
synergistically blazing identity of my very own.
It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so wonderfully procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first
incoherent cry; remained perpetually embellished with
resplendently enamoring diamonds,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I derogatorily
marauded and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
dismally stuttered in my truncated life to carve a celestially
vibrant identity of my very own.
It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so marvelously procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first nimble cry; contained every
speck of prosperity on this timeless planet,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I indiscriminately
terrorized and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
meaninglessly quavered in my destined life to carve a beautifully
magnanimous identity of my very own.
It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so amazingly procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first
inaudible cry; had its foundations resting on an insurmountable
mountain of pearls,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I savagely
massacred and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
horrendously trembled in my penurious life to carve an
iridescently kingly identity of my very own.
It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so gorgeously procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first

incongruous cry; solely diffused the fragrance of everlastingly


priceless richness,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I satanically
splurged and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
gruesomely faltered in my pecuniary life to carve a spell
bindingly righteous identity of my very own.
It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so divinely procreated me; nor was it my fault that the house
in which I emitted my first
evanescent cry; harbored countless trees from which gloriously
fructified currency coin instead of leaves,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I ruthlessly blew
and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted; disdainfully
lost in my flickering life to carve an enchantingly vivacious
identity of my very own.
It wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents who
had so Omnipotently procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first
meek cry; was the hub of all state-of-the art businesses that
unfurled on the trajectory of this fathomless planet,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I insanely trampled
and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted; flagrantly
wavered in my limited life to carve an ingratiatingly altruistic
identity of my very own.
And it wasnt the slightest in my hands to choose the parents
who had so blessedly procreated me; nor was it my fault that the
house in which I emitted my first
nervous cry; was the most indefatigably serenaded castle in the
entire world since times immemorial,
But it would irrefutably be the greatest sin if I cold-bloodedly
spat and took all their hard-earned wealth for granted;
unscrupulously dithered in my indigent life to carve a
harmoniously distinct identity of my very own.

25. TRIUMPHANTLY GODLY LAP


I might have skittishly tossed and turned an unfathomable
number of times in my impoverished life; fantastically
replenishing every pore of my skin with the most majestically
ingratiating of silk,
But it was only in the Omnisciently sacrosanct lap of my mother;
that I blissfully closed my eyes to even the most remotest trace
of obnoxious alien light; transited into eternally royal sleep.
I might have restlessly fidgeted and simmered an
incomprehensible number of times in my destitute life; gloriously
finding my way beneath a mountain of rhapsodic raspberry,
But it was only in the perpetually invincible lap of my mother;
that I became oblivious to all unbearably manipulative drudgery
of this satanic world; found the
most blessedly heavenly of sleep.
I might have uncannily groped and wandered an endless number
of times in my diminutive life; engulfing my nimble persona with
the most euphorically vibrant of
melody,
But it was only in the aristocratically scintillating lap of my
mother; that I irrevocably shut my eardrums to all abhorrently
pugnacious hostility around me; fed my soul with the bountifully
benign mantra of celestial sleep.

I might have irascibly choked and meandered a countless


number of times in my feckless life; entrenching my intricate
countenance with the finest of spell binding artistry,
But it was only in the effulgently priceless lap of my mother; that
I huddled like an unconquerably handsome prince; slept like an
angel having descended from
crimson sky; for times immemorial.
I might have preposterously stumbled and trembled an
insurmountable number of times in my spurious life;
overwhelming every rickety bone of my body with
untamed exuberance,
But it was only in the resplendently Omnipotent lap of my
mother; that I wholesomely shrugged even the most ethereal
insinuation of disdainful uncertainty;
embraced the cisterns of divine sleep for centuries
unprecedented.
I might have inexorably wavered and quavered an indefatigable
number of times in my minuscule life; feasting even the most
inconspicuous bit of my flesh in the aisles of gorgeously
unprecedented luxury,
But it was only in the indomitably pristine lap of my mother; that
I uninhibitedly rejoiced far away from the salacious vagaries of
this estranged planet; celestially surrendered all my dreariness
to mellifluously enchanting sleep.
I might have perniciously sighed and grunted a limitless number
of times in my insipid life; submerging all my sinister
lacklusterness in the most poignantly undulating sea,
But it was only in the vividly fascinating lap of my mother; that I
felt all priceless compassion on this Universe become my
unassailable reflection; and my eyes forever rolled in the cradle
of unhindered sleep.
I might have miserably simpered and sulked an inconceivable
number of times in my mercurial life; inundating my truculently
emaciated nostrils with the most divinely rose scent,
But it was only in the sacredly Omnipresent lap of my mother;
that I felt reprieve from all traumatized pain and agony;
catapulted towards the skies of unendingly
gratifying sleep.

And I might have relentlessly floundered and squatted an


unimaginable number of times in my fugitive life; exquisitely
designing the most luxurious hammock in
the world to placate my baseless nervousness,
But it was only in the triumphantly godly lap of my mother; that I
became a refreshingly discovering child once again; snuggling
close to her inimitably
mesmerizing redolence and timelessly slept

26. COME LETS WHOLEHEARTEDLY ALLOW


Theres a sweet little child in all of us; come lets wholeheartedly
allow it to majestically blossom till the pinnacle of resplendently
ingratiating prosperity,
Theres a mesmerizing little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to evolve into an unfathomably
compassionate gorge of friendship; as tangy as the rhapsodically
ebullient oceans,

Theres an enchanting little child in all of us; come lets


wholeheartedly allow it to marvelously burgeon till times beyond
iridescent eternity; and enthuse even the most obfuscatedly
alien of our times,
Theres a euphoric little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to spawn like an insatiably fragrant
flower of gorgeous companionship; as the Sun blazed vibrantly
from behind the mellifluous hills,
Theres a poignant little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to enthrall even the most obsoletely
dithering nerves in our beleaguered bodies; to the
most stupendously unprecedented limits,
Theres a jubilant little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to ingratiatingly gallop to kiss the
epitome of dazzling timelessness; and for
centuries immemorial,
Theres a victorious little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to Omnipotently transcend; over the
pernicious precipices of our disastrously dwindling derogatorily
manipulative souls,
Theres an innocuous little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to profoundly rejuvenate our bizarrely
estranged senses; with the vivaciously
sacrosanct tonic of life,
Theres an embellished little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to majestically drape our insipidly
feckless deliriousness; with cisterns of unsurpassable
sensuousness,
Theres a fantastic little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to irrefutably overshadow our
disparagingly deteriorating gloom; with fountains
of timeless happiness,

Theres an intriguing little child in all of us; come lets


wholeheartedly allow it to invincibly sequester us in its bountiful
swirl; fathomless kilometers away from the mortuary of
inexplicable despair,
Theres an ecstatic little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to Omnisciently overpower our
insurmountable battalion of idiosyncrasies; with the its magical
ointment of godly freshness,
Theres a spell binding little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to encapsulate us in its panoramically
vivid embrace; bless every aspect of our haplessly shattered
existence; with the gorgeously fructifying elixir of life,
Theres an eclectic little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to weave the unconquerable spell of its
royal artistry; upon our monotonously delinquent life,
Theres a sacrosanct little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to magnanimously bless our ominously
extradited rhythm; with its benevolently
humanitarian beats,
Theres a sparkling little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to miraculously cleanse all our dastardly
cloistered dirt; with its heaven of fathomless righteousness,
Theres a melodious little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to annihilate even the most mercurial
trace of prejudiced paradoxism in our blood; with its tunes of
celestially unassailable truth,
Theres a beautiful little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to enshroud us with philanthropic
graciousness; insuperably conquering the cry of the ungainly
devil with the winds of perennially uninhibited freedom,
Theres a mystical little child in all of us; come lets
wholeheartedly allow it to everlastingly stupefy us with an
entrenchment of impregnable newness; with the limitless
enthuse of its pristine eyes,

And theres an exhilarating little child in all of us; come lets


wholeheartedly allow it to inundate the song of immortal love; in
our forlornly disbelieving and satanically fretful lives

27. ONLY A MOTHER


Only a mother could dress the impoverished child so
insurmountably fantastically; like nobody else on this
fathomlessly vibrant earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could educate the hapless child so indomitably
handsomely; like nobody else on this boundlessly fragrant earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could appreciate the despairing child so
insuperably amiably; like nobody else on this limitlessly serene
earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could cuddle the trembling child so impeccably
wonderfully; like nobody else on this endlessly enchanting earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could kiss the solitary child so blissfully
compassionately; like nobody else on this beautifully vibrant
earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could embrace the orphaned child so euphorically
poignantly; like nobody else on this majestically exotic earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could enlighten the fretful child so royally
enamoringly; like nobody else on this mystically effulgent earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could shield the decrepit child so unflinchingly


invincibly; like nobody else on this fabulously mesmerizing
earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could play with the discovering child so heavenly
innocuously; like nobody else on this timelessly adorable earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could feed the emaciated child so ingratiatingly
celestially; like nobody else on this triumphantly glorious earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could pray for the extradited child so insatiably
unrelentingly; like nobody else on this gloriously bountiful earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could bless the maimed child so Omnipotently
altruistically; like nobody else on this blazingly vivacious earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could immortalize the ostracized child so
indomitably miraculously; like nobody else on this victoriously
ebullient earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could understand the speechless child so
irrefutably Omnisciently; like nobody else on this unsurpassably
magnetic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could patronize the lambasted child so
unequivocally selflessly; like nobody else on this redolently
resplendent earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could embellish the bruised child so eclectically
artistically; like nobody else on this mellifluously robust earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could sing for the blind child so vividly tirelessly;
like nobody else on this graciously magnanimous earth; could
ever dream of; or ever could,

Only a mother could mimic the mischievous child so spell


bindingly joyously; like nobody else on this astoundingly
fructifying earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could pacify the wailing child so sacredly
abundantly; like nobody else on this regally aristocratic earth;
could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could defend the dilapidated child so intractably
handsomely; like nobody else on this exquisitely panoramic
earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,
Only a mother could revitalize the dwindling child so
Omnipresently fabulously; like nobody else on this
insurmountably evolving earth; could ever dream of; or ever
could,
Only a mother could worship the destitute child so implacably
faithfully; like nobody else on this limitlessly ardent earth; could
ever dream of; or ever could,
And it was only a mother who could love the newborn child so
perpetually radiantly; like nobody on this blessedly uninhibited
earth; could ever dream of; or ever could.

28. TO THE INIMITABLY GODLY BEATS


My smile could perhaps have stirred you a trifle; drifting you an
inconspicuous bit from your woefully tyrannical monotony,

But to her blissfully tinkling laughter; ebulliently danced the


entire planet; with unsurpassable fervor; and timelessly outside.
My eyes could perhaps have punctuated you a trifle; casting an
impression of transiently augmenting empathy; upon your luridly
morass countenance,
But to her innocuously flirtatious winks; wonderfully cavorted
the entire planet; with indefatigable mysticism; and tantalizingly
outside.
My whispers could perhaps have enthralled you a trifle;
ephemerally diverting your preposterously malicious mind
towards an ocean of untamed enigma,
But to her mellifluously immaculate tunes; magically swayed the
entire planet; with unrelenting euphoria; and vivaciously
outside.
My muscles could perhaps have impressed you a trifle; capturing
the crux of your imagination with the wand of miraculous
machismo,
But to her divinely uninhibited selflessness; bountifully stooped
the entire planet; with unparalleled obeisance; and celestially
outside.
My eyebrows could perhaps have perpetuated you a trifle;
engendering you to momentarily envisage the rhapsodically
unknown; with their mischievously
resplendent twitching,
But to her fathomlessly poignant expressions; ingratiatingly
resonated the entire planet; with perennial brotherhood; and
ecstatically outside.
My shadow could perhaps have stupefied you a trifle; serenely
placating your barbarously lambasted nerves; with the tonic of
fugitive camaraderie,
But to her Omnipotently sacrosanct aura; symbiotically marched
the entire planet; with the spirit of humanitarian bonding; and
vibrantly outside.
My palms could perhaps have supported you a trifle; amiably
sequestering your trembling flesh from the traitors; for just an
infidel instant,

But to her invincibly everlasting uninhibitedness; perpetually


sang the entire planet; with synergistically unblemished caring;
and gloriously outside.
My fantasies could perhaps have enlightened you a trifle;
fantastically enriching the fabric of your ignominiously dithering
existence; for a few hours every day,
But to her unassailably enamoring genius; relentlessly
proliferated the entire planet; with exuberantly charismatic
newness; and Omnipresently outside.
My breath could perhaps have titillated you a trifle; miraculously
reinvigorating your lividly deteriorating senses with the elixir of
survival; for just an evanescent moment,
But to her insuperable cries of sparkling righteousness;
effulgently radiated the entire planet; with undaunted resilience;
and resplendently outside.
And my heart could perhaps have loved you a trifle;
magnificently alleviating you of your inexplicably cancerous
pain; for just an ethereal second every night,
But to the inimitably Godly beats of her newly born freshness;
triumphantly throbbed the entire planet; with indomitably
insatiable compassion; and immortally
Outside.

29. INIMITABLY DIVINE MOTHER


Ingratiatingly heavenly scent was what majestically radiated;
from the eyes of the poignantly everlasting and stupendously
blossoming rose,
Fathomlessly enigmatic boundlessness was what enchantingly
radiated; from the eyes of the crimson crested and regally
bestowing sky,
Brilliantly shimmering graciousness was what incredulously
radiated; from the eyes of the limitlessly eclectic and bountifully
sparkling desert,
Immaculately blissful sacredness was what timelessly radiated;
from the eyes of the vivaciously bouncing and freshly born child,
Eclectically magnificent empathy was what insatiably radiated;
from the eyes of the vibrantly molding and surreally
philandering artist,
Vividly tantalizing mischief was what flirtatiously radiated; from
the eyes of the euphorically cavorting and rampantly swinging
chimpanzee,

Ravishingly tangy boisterousness was what gregariously


radiated; from the eyes of the tirelessly undulating and froth
embellished sea,
Beautifully blessed sensuousness was what obeisantly radiated;
from the eyes of the newly married and celestially fantasizing
bride,
Fearlessly intrepid exhilaration was what patriotically radiated;
from the eyes of the
unflinchingly altruistic and insuperably dedicated soldier,
Rhapsodically enamoring merrymaking was what
insurmountably radiated; from the eyes of the slender legged
and seductively hopping grasshopper,
Invincibly innovative melody was what tirelessly radiated; from
the eyes of the magically gifted and profusely sweet nightingale,
Indomitably rudimentary humility was what honesty radiated;
from the eyes of the placidly charming and harmoniously
fleetfooted sheep,
Flamboyantly unconquerable light was what Omnisciently
radiated; from the eyes of the gloriously scarlet and benevolently
enlightening Sun,
Unshakably priceless solidarity was what unassailably radiated;
from the eyes of the philanthropically egalitarian and
unequivocally uninhibited fortress of mankind,
Jubilantly fantastic oneness was what handsomely radiated; from
the eyes of the blazingly courageous and indefatigably striving
gladiator,
Charismatically unequivocal sweetness was what mellifluously
radiated; from the eyes of the rambunctiously buzzing and
serendipitously oozing bumble bee,
Sparklingly benevolent righteousness was what iridescently
radiated; from the eyes of the impeccably selfless and
perennially bonding wave of gorgeous humanity,

Immortally impregnable love was what aristocratically radiated;


from the eyes of the passionately evergreen and robustly ardent
lover,
And Omnipotently blessing Godliness was what unbeatably
radiated; from the eyes of my blissfully sacrosanct and inimitably
divine mother

30. MOTHER
To every triumphant smile of yours; she bounced like the
ultimate walls of paradise; blooming like a festoon of freshly
sprouting and everlastingly blissful roses,

To every celestial snore of yours; she felt like the most invincible
queen on this colossal planet; caressing her invincibly majestic
fingers through your curls; so that not even the most
infinitesimal of evil on this earth; could ever dream of disturbing
you,
To every mischievous cavorting of yours; she felt at the most
incredulous epitome of camaraderie; showering upon you every
happiness of her sacrosanct soul; for infinite more births of
yours yet to unveil,
To every blazingly patriotic march of yours; she felt the most
astronomically privileged organism on this boundless Universe;
as tears of unconquerably royal
pride cascaded down her beautifully effulgent cheeks,
To every inexplicably traumatic pain of yours; she altruistically
abdicated her countless nights worth of sleep; unflinchingly
standing by your side; even as
licentiously lascivious leeches of bizarre disease pelted upon you
from; every conceivable side,
To every ardently insatiable desire of yours; she bowed down in
gloriously timid acquiescence; indefatigably searching even the
most diminutive cranny of this earth; to procure you all eternally
unassailable bliss,
To every inquisitively blank stare of yours; she boisterously
reverberated like a magically placating fairy; magnanimously
bestowing every plausibly fascinating answer in your frantically
outstretched and restless lap,
To every mellifluously enchanting expression of yours; she
swirled in unprecedented euphoria under the poignantly dancing
clouds; stupendously replenishing each of her divine senses with
your wave of endlessly sparkling jubilation,
To every astoundingly emollient accomplishment of yours; she
scintillating applauded till beyond the realms of infinite infinity;
uninhibitedly proclaiming your commemoration; to every entity
that she encountered on this limitless globe,

To every ephemerally fugitive whisper of yours; she relentlessly


groped even in the meadows of the most horrifically ghastly
nothingness; to try and decipher the true meaning of your
insipidly infidel prattling,
To every garrulously emaciated gnarl of yours; she magnificently
embellished your satanically slavering palette; with the most
fabulously redolent fruits of natures ingratiatingly panoramic
creation,
To every euphorically untamed cry of yours; she liberated her
sagacious persona of even the most lambastingly deleterious of
tensions; tumultuously overjoyed at your blessedly momentous
exultation,
To every immaculately impetuous stubbornness of yours; she
gorgeously empathized with you like the Omnipotent Lord;
bounteously fructifying your agonizingly wandering soul; till the
last droplet of her blood flowed and shimmered into shine,
To every artistic eclecticism of yours; she beamed more
celestially than Omnipresent sunshine; transpiring you to
exuberantly surge forward; even as the ruthlessly conventional
society outside murderously asphyxiated her of her final breath,
To every remorsefully unfinished dream of yours; she flew you on
her wings of insuperably regale companionship; making you feel
the most pricelessly endowed and surreally mesmerizing entity
ever alive,
To every ebulliently vivacious word of yours; she implacably
clapped till scarlet blood froze in her philanthropic veins; being
a resplendently quintessential element of your enthusiasm in
life; even as insane lunatics outside bawdily slandered at her
charming graciousness,
To every disastrously financial crisis of yours; she handsomely
emptied all wealth on this cosmos in your wailing palms; at times
tawdrily trading her flesh to lecherously venomous thorns; in
order to witness tinkling laughter on your face again,

To every insidiously inevitable betrayal of yours; she immortally


inundated each beat of your gruesomely livid dereliction; with all
the love that she could ever have assimilated; in this life and
beyond,
And even as the uncouthly prejudiced world outside failed to
recognize you even in the most brilliantly dazzling of sunlight;
her Omniscient palms protected the most mercurial shades of
your life from beneath her veritable grave; even before you
could
incongruously mumble mother.

31. GOD'S MOST PRECIOUS CREATION


I didnt know who was his mother; the irrefutably sacrosanct
womb which had evolved his impeccable contours,
I didnt know who was his father; the revered principles of
which; circulated faster than white lightening in his tender
veins,
I didnt know what was his name; the initials he incoherently
embossed with his immaculately sweet little fingers,
I didnt know what was his birthplace; the color of the cradle
that must have witnessed his overwhelmingly surreal mischief,
I didnt know what religion he belonged to; the inexplicable
conglomerate of scriptures that were chanted on him; when he
was just born,
I didnt know the exact date of his cherished birth; the exact
second when even the God's in the Universe must have
inevitably stooped down to witness his
Omnipotent grace,

I didnt know the words which he might have uttered just a


minute ago; the rhapsodically innocent voice which must have
incredulously enlightened the pallid
atmosphere,
I didnt know what were his likes and dislikes; the games he
adored the most; the delicacies he delectably nibbled with his
freshly protruding jaws,
I didnt know what was his shoe size; the fabulously spongy
rubber which tickled him voraciously on his diminutive feet,
I didnt know what were the fantasies circulating through his
vulnerable mind; the dream floating ebulliently in his
inconspicuously beautiful brain cells,
I didnt know who was his sister; the tiny angel who incessantly
frolicked with him in the corridors of unsuspectingly playful
fantasy,
I didnt know why was he crying indefatigably; the things that
mattered the most
to his mesmerizing heart,
I didnt know the identity of his naughty friends; the robust
chinned tiny stalwarts with whom he spent countless hours
every single day,
I didnt know the marks on his flesh since he emitted out his first
cry; the spots which bestowed him with astronomical good luck
in every unfurling aspect of
life,
I didnt know the school he went too; the clay which he fondled
with in his magical palms; to chisel the most alluring shapes
ever conceivable on this planet,
I didnt know the hours which he went off to sleep everyday;
deluging the ambience with baby snores; which were infact
larger than the chapter called life,

I didnt know the amount of milk he consumed; the fraternity of


taste besieging
his daintily darling tongue,
I didnt know what was the dwelling he inhabited; the celestial
paths he transgressed; as he bounced uninhibitedly under the
flaming Sun,
I didnt know what was his destiny; the uncanny map of lines
embedded on his mystically immortal palms,
And although I didnt know anything about him; I still could
sacrifice my life for him and infinite more of his kind this very
instant; as he was Gods most precious creation; would always be
loved for centuries unprecedented as a little child.

32. HAVING FUN


When the clouds in the cosmos wanted to have some fun; they
clashed playfully against each other; fomenting heavenly
droplets of liquid to tumble down in
rhapsodic frenzy,

When the waves in the undulating ocean wanted to have some


fun; they rose and fell merrily with the exuberant breeze;
culminating into a festoon of magnificently sparkling froth as
they dissipated on the silver sands,
When the battalion of boisterous frogs wanted to have some fun;
they bounced and frisked ebulliently after midnight; inundating
the perpetually still atmosphere with their brazenly croaking
voice,
When the solitary palms wanted to have some fun; they
embedded themselves to unprecedented limits beneath majestic
soil; thunderously clapped thereafter; to
sprinkle the granules in unanimous tandem,
When the fleet of fountain pens wanted to have some fun; they
sketched overwhelmingly funny contours of their masters;
emptying the blotted ink wholesomely on his tyrannically
wretched face,
When the bells in the dilapidated castle wanted to have some
fun; they commenced to nostalgically reverberate; drowning in
sheer ecstasy of the euphorically
tinkling sound,
When the bland glasses of water wanted to have some fun; they
deliberately stumbled when offered to the unsuspecting visitor;
drenching him disdainfully from head to toe with their clammy
caress,
When the sonorously serious eyelids wanted to have some fun;
they winked incessantly at passerby's; making them the
inevitable darling of every flirtatious heart,
When the army of mischievous red ants wanted to have some
fun; they surreptitiously clambered up the mammoth elephant's
trunk; evoking him to thereby
collapse helplessly towards pathetically cold ground,
When the morbidly aloof spider wanted to have some fun; it
indefatigably ran up and down the periphery of its web;

eventually deciding to perch on the honey coated biscuit placed


by the luxuriously plush bedside,
When the conglomerate of lifelessly sprawled rubber bands
wanted to have some fun; they stretched themselves to the most
unfathomable limits; then contracted like a bullet in the robustly
soft palms,
When the telephone wanted to have some fun; it pertinently rang
in wee hours of the night; wrecking the spuriously rich politician
from the realms of perennial sleep,
When the scorched tongue wanted to have some fun; it
rampantly blurted out a string of baseless terminologies; kept
chanting a baseless volley of expletives; even as the
insurmountably corrupt business tycoon beside bathed in an
ocean of
exasperated sweat,
When the hideously gleaming razor wanted to have some fun; it
ruthlessly scraped across the sergeant's moustache when he was
in deep sleep; rendering him with only minuscule bits of his most
treasured possession; as he awoke to the first unfurling
of the morning light,
When the obdurate cricket balls wanted to have some fun; it
horrendously hurled itself towards the dacoit's window; jerking
him as well as the police from the corridors of divinely
relaxation,
When the hordes of timid mice wanted to have some fun; they
indiscriminately nibbled through colossal bundles of currency
notes; stripping the sanctimoniously
nefarious minister of his evil wealth and non-existent charm,
When the coalition of rambunctiously chirping birds wanted to
have some fun; they emptied their unsurpassably stuffed
morning bowels; on the diabolical terrorist's breakfast plate,
When the toweringly gargantuan grandfather clock wanted to
have some fun; it slipped back by a complete hour; smiled a trifle
as the preposterously busy city

was engulfed with a chaotic frenzy; with sane individuals


running towards office in a jiffy; without a garment on their
body,
And when I wanted to have some fun; all I did was to
inadvertently stumble into the lap of my mother; peck on her
cheeks; tie up her hair into boundless knots; then snore
celestially in her palms shrugging all concerns of the mercenary
world; once again embracing impeccable childhood; once again
embracing those enchantingly cherished moments when I was a
little child.

33. RIGHTFULLY YOURS


It was my luxury car; which I had purchased out of my own hard
earned money; my countless hours of unrelenting perspiration,
It was my dungeon of glittering gold; which I had assimilated
after marathon years of acrid perseverance and unending strife,
It was my palatial dwelling; which I had articulately constructed;
splashing a slurry of water and soft cement with my very own
hands,
It was my profusely embellished watch; which I had bought from
the exotic showrooms of France; while philandering exuberantly
through the intricate lanes
of the intriguingly jeweled city,
It was my adorably immaculate shirt; which I had mended
infinite times; so that it enveloped my skin delectably to designer
perfection and charismatic grace,

It was my supremely handsome toy; which I had kept on my


bedroom window; to amuse myself to unprecedented limits as I
woke up from blissful sleep; with a jolt
every dawn,
It was my tantalizingly alluring perfume; which I had extricated
tenaciously from the roots of the ravishingly foliated rose tree,
It was my fantasy; which I perceived relentlessly day in and day
out; without the slightest of respite; basking in the aisles of
unfathomable desire and incomprehensible passion,
It was my tawny cat intensely embodied with silken fur; which I
cuddled flirtatiously; before sleep and to thunderously spice my
every night,
It was my scintillating diamond ring; which I intransigently
admired for hours immemorial; sitting tranquilly beneath the
enchanting beams of celestial moonshine,
It was my barrel of exorbitantly expensive rum; which I
seductively sipped; to slip into a world of unsurpassable fantasy;
miles away from the tyranny of this acrimonious world in the
swirl of its voluptuously intoxicating charm,
It was my wardrobe of exquisitely glimmering pearls; inundating
my eyes with fabulous light; when the world outside had started
getting stringently appalling and
hazily dim,
It was my impeccable handkerchief culminating into boundless
knots; bearing the insignia of towering luminaries from all round
the colossal globe,
It was my gargantuan assemblage of land; harboring a
fathomless ensemble of delectable fruit and salubrious vegetable
on its marvelously fecund foundations,
It was my emerald studded fountain pen; assisting me prolifically
in my endeavor to write infinite lines of spell binding and
wholesomely enthralling literature,

It was my consortium of contemporary factories; which


manufactured and evolved the most intricate and dainty objects
ever sighted on the surface of this vast planet,
It was my oligarchic ivory cigar; catapulting me vivaciously into
the realms of seventh heaven; the instant I inhaled the most
minuscule of its addictively titillating smoke,
It was my overwhelming inspiration and fortified tenacity; that
saw me sail through the most acerbically Herculean task,
It was my resplendently silver cap which pompously augmented
my inconspicuous demeanor; enticed the most seductive of
damsels to come at whisker lengths from
my shivering body,
It was my ostentatiously bulging tablet of luxury soap that
produced the most captivating of scented froth; sent me into fits
of tumultuous delight the moments I
meekly caressed it on my dead skin,
And it was my perspiration; my efforts; my prudent
sagaciousness; my inherent charm; my prolific prowess to
procreate.etc.; but let me tell you O! revered Mother; this
impoverished life of mine was given to me by you divinely grace;
was rightfully yours for many more births yet to come.

34. O ! HEAVENLY MOTHER


The battalion of servants in vicinity loved you for your chivalrous

tendencies; the benevolent disposition of your heart to cater to


them with an egalitarian smile,
The dog wandering on the lawns loved you for giving him a juicy
bone; overwhelmingly placating his famished gluttony for the
hungry day to yet unveil,
The fleet of boisterous sparrows perched on the barren rooftops
loved you for deluging their bowl with sparkling globules of
water; delectably pacifying their thirst in the peak of
acrimoniously sweltering summer,
The Man at the grocery store loved you for your benign
mannerisms; the compassionately warm thanks you uttered; as
you accomplished your every purchase,
The toddler crawling innocuously on the ground loved you for
your intimate softness; the vivacious innocence with which you
hoisted them high and handsome towards the misty sky,
The cat sitting on the fence loved you for the ravishingly frosty
milk you fed it every dawn; irrefutably ensuring that it kept
smacking its rubicund tongue for countless hours thereafter,
The widow residing next door loved you for your uninhibited
support; the stupendous empathy with which you made her
inexplicable tears a part of your own
persevering life,
The ground through which you transgressed all day and night
loved you for your voluptuously satiny caress; the unbelievably
astronomical care you took to avoid
the ruthless trampling of its soft granules,
The beggars trembling uncontrollably on the streets loved you
for your profound sympathy; the profusely philanthropic attitude
you displayed while feeding them with precious meals of bread
and brime,
The succulent bunch of scarlet cherries loved you for
embellishing them like a royal prince; placing them majestically
on the icing of the valentine cake,

The orphans on the streets loved you for providing them with a
place to rest; invincibly harboring them with loads of comforting
warmth in the realms of the
perilously treacherous night,
The paintbrush lying still on the mantelpiece loved you for
sketching mesmerizing lines of the landscape; imparting new life
to the fathomlessly barren and dull
sheets of dolorously dilapidated canvas,
The festoon of garish clothes stashed in the wardrobe loved you
for meticulously ironing them; washing them scrupulously in an
ocean of enchantingly bubbly foam,
The clouds floating in the cosmos loved you for admiring them
till eternity; drowning yourself completely into the tantalizing
blanket of their unparalleled glory,
The vibrantly gaudy butterflies fluttering in free space loved you
for your youthful leap; the astoundingly incredulous way in
which you rejoiced with them in the aisles of rampant fun and
ecstatic frolic,
The freshly born infant loved you for your mischievous smile; the
peck you gave it on its robust cheeks; fomenting it inevitably to
euphorically bounce forward with newly discovered life,
The irascibly pertinent rat loved you for your unsurpassable pity;
the incomprehensible mercy you portrayed by leaving it to
gallivant like a king in the fields; after releasing it from the
horrendously obnoxious mousetrap,
The Man of the house loved you for your unprecedented sense of
responsibility; the incessant stream of love that kept pouring
relentlessly and without the slightest of expectation from your
divinely heart,
And I loved you O! Heavenly Mother for bearing me 9 months in
your sacred womb; raising me up this big with perpetual longing
and care; so that I could enjoy the world in its most fullest form
today; coin plans to blissfully live for infinite more tomorrows.

35. WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST OF FEAR


When I sat under fulminating beams of the Sun; I felt an
insatiable urge in my body to leap in untamed exhilaration and
dance,
When I sat in front of the scintillating mirror; I felt like candidly
analyzing even the most minuscule part of my persona,
When I sat beside the enchantingly serene riverside; I felt like
nostalgically reminiscing the innocuous flurry of moments which
had wholesomely enveloped my
childhood,
When I sat by the profusely foliated tree; I felt like bouncing up
and down like the vivacious squirrels; wistfully awaiting for the
succulent fruits to harmoniously pour down; on my famished
belly,
When I sat under the conglomerate of voluptuously exotic
clouds; I felt like wandering with the heavenly fairies;
fantasizing my mind to the most unprecedented
limits,
When I sat eye to eye with the hideously ominous snake; I felt
the adrenaline building inevitably in my bowels; a horrendously

ghastly sensation encapsulating the whole of my body to puke


out my morning breakfast,
When I sat on the stern of the grandiloquent ship; I felt younger
than a wailing child; with the exuberant waves of the ocean;
impregnating Herculean loads of rejuvenating energy in my
dreary bones,
When I sat on a blanket of chilly snow; I felt numbing arrows of
death stabbing me from all sides; the scarlet blood running
robustly through my veins; freezing into rosy ice-cream,
When I sat on the panthers back; I felt for a moment to be the
king of the jungle; although I had my heart in my bootlaces after
a while had elapsed; and the beast snarled ferociously to its
hearts content,
When I sat abreast a hive of swarming bees; I fantastically felt
the cocoons of golden honey sandwiched handsomely in the
pockets; however was soon transported several feet beneath my
coffin; as the Queen maiden kissed me nimbly on my nose,
When I sat near the dolorously morbid grave; I felt tears of
inexplicable agony well up my eyes; an uncanny wave of fear
slowly engulf my blissful soul,
When I sat on a battalion of menacing crocodiles; I felt
overwhelmingly excruciating pangs of pain; as the monsters
ripped me apart till the last bone down my spine,
When I sat on the century old vacant throne; I felt like a
majestically embellished royal prince; having been given the
supreme reigns in my hands; to rule the township once again,
When I sat amidst an army of pot-bellied tortoise; I felt
whirlpools of laziness circumvent my demeanor; an inexorably
urge in my body to sleep in contentment
till times immemorial,
When I sat on the splendidly striped dolphins; I felt like swirling
in full fervor of boisterous life; rolling my visage in tumultuous
frenzy with the splashing water,

When I sat on an island coated with disdainfully slimy oil; I felt


like slipping indefatigably towards treacherous nothingness;
with my grip on planet earth
slackening miserably as each second unveiled,
When I sat on the summit of the astronomically towering
mountain; I felt the entire world was a box of insipid
matchsticks; drank air into my lungs like a man inhaling his last
breath,
When I sat at whisker lengths from my beloved; I felt infernos of
invincible passion entrench my countenance; an irrefutable
longing in my lips to caress her rubicund cheeks,
When I sat in front of the Creator's idol; I felt blessed in every
single respect of existing life; emerged victorious from behind
my vicious cloudburst of gloom; to spread the true essence of
happiness,
While it was only when I sat close to my mother; that I felt I was
the strongest man on this earth; divulging to her whatever
circulated in the inner most compartments of my heart; and it
was here that my world came to an abrupt end; and it was here
that I
discovered my true identity; and it was here that I slept
immortally without
the slightest of fear.

36. I LONGED FOR THOSE MOMENTS


I longed for those moments when I was wading exuberantly in
the sea; with the sun dazzling a full blossom on my animatedly
rubicund skin,

I longed for those moments when I was in the heart of


perpetually blissful sleep; with the stars glimmering
enchantingly on my closed eyelids,

I longed for those moments when I was profoundly engrossed


playing with my friends in the verdant fields; entirely oblivious to
the monotonous vagaries of disillusioning routine life,

I longed for those moments when I was when I was nibbling


cheese ravenously perched on my mothers lap; transiting into a
divinely reverie; with her sacred
palms rubbing their mesmerizing magic on my forehead,

I longed for those moments when I teased and mischievously


philandered with my sister; uninhibitedly blurting out to her
whatever I liked and abhorred the most; in the quota of my short
life,

I longed for those moments when I was gazing at the enigmatic


newness of the freshly extruding grass blades; profusely tingling
the blanket of golden dewdrops; with the big toe of my feet,

I longed for those moments when I was insurmountably lost in


the corridors of magnificently enchanting fantasy; the stillness of
the placid evening overpowering my senses,

I longed for those moments when I sat for unrelenting hours


under the blazing Sun; lazing in incomprehensible agony and
fun,

I longed for those moments; when I gallivanted through the


perennially dense forests; profoundly admiring the majestic
spider weaving its mystical web,

I longed for those moments; when I voraciously sketched the


fiercely passionate outlines of the fading Sun; absorbing its
kingly beams in entirety with the whites of my eye,

I longed for those moments; when I dug uninhibitedly through


rain kissed soil; splashed a slurry of ecstatic mud all around in
ebullient euphoria,

I longed for those moments; when I was fooling my stringently


stern father; browsing through a myriad of fairy tales; the comic
surreptitiously encapsulated within my history textbook,

I longed for those moments; when I was fabulously intrigued by


the crimson colored festoon of clouds; watched the streaks of
silver lightening tumble in a tantalizing flurry from the sky,

I longed for those moments; when I was feeding the protuberant


crested pigeons with heavenly crusts of morning bread; chasing
them as they embarked on the
adventurous expedition towards the sky,

I longed for those moments; when I spent countless nights on


the trot envisaging my beloved's gorgeous countenance;
ardently awaiting to feel her seductive breath,

I longed for those moments; when I was caught red handed for
pilfering through the labyrinth of robust apples; and the farmer
gave me an amicable peck on my cheek for my mischievous
attribute,

I longed for those moments; when I sang any tune that swirled
turbulently in my heart; darted as the most pampered child
through every nook and cranny of the
palatial house,

I longed for those moments; when I was immaculately sucking


my thumb; wholesomely unaware of the diabolical bloodshed;
which went on indiscriminately
on every trajectory of this vast planet,

And I insatiably longed for those moments when I was an


impeccable child; rambunctiously bouncing in the arms of my
mother; without the slightest blemish or
malicious trace of the world outside; completely bereft of this
battlefield of lechery and incorrigible lies; which unfortunately I
as an adult today was entirely engulfed with.

37. IT WAS A FEMALES OMNIPOTENT WOMB


You might brutally condemn her all day and treacherous night;
disdainfully dismissing as the staggeringly weaker sex of this
mystically gargantuan planet,
You might not allow her egalitarian opportunities in the
fantastically contemporary world; saying that she was a lividly
lousy misfit; to be working amongst
machismo men,
You might bawdily stare at every of her kind; with the
diabolically lunatic hunger in your eyes; at times disastrously
tainting her impeccably sacred identity,
You might hedonistically lambaste her since the very first cry of
her beautiful birth; unrelentingly cursing your destiny; for not
giving you the crusader to continue the name of your tribe,
You might truculently gouge her mesmerizing eyes; on the
spurious pretext of adding more optimism in your life; while it
was hardly an issue that she forlornly groped in the blind,
You might lecherously proclaim every iota of her pristine skin as
profanely adulterated to the planet outside; just so that she
could inexorably slave for
none other; than your unsavory stride,
You might intransigently abuse her as devastatingly illiterate;
not construing the principles of management on this earth; as
she swished her voluptuous hair under the profoundly blazing
Morning Sun,
You might indiscriminately massacre her enchanting skull; on
the feckless pretext that it had no brain; and would serve better
when used as preposterous gibberish for the foolhardy pigs,
You might feed her just a single glass of parsimonious gutter
water in the entire day; baselessly defending your theory that

the male of the house; should extract every iota of nutrition to


work; instead,
You might pay a deaf ear to her traumatized wails in her times of
uncompromising duress; dismissing her to be entirely
inconsequential and a piece of frigid shit; when compared to
your swanky office interiors and computer files,
You might incarcerate her in fetid chains within the dustbins of
your house; ruthlessly trading her flesh for a stupid wad of
currency notes; that you could splurge on your champagnes and
designer perfumes; instead,
You might morbidly silence her with your mordantly ferocious
voice; saying that her rhythmically soft whispers were like dead
rat squeals; infront of your dynamically blazing countenance,
You might grotesquely mimic her priceless sensitivity; having an
untamed guffaw soon thereafter; with your senseless
compatriots on the politicians desk,
You might torturously use her as only a silken ornament for your
every night; disposing her into oceans of avenging acid with
nonchalant phlegmatism; as the first beams of Sun crept up in
the sky,
You might wholeheartedly ridicule her bountiful compassion for
humanity; the unsurpassable entrenchment of effeminate
sensuousness that she left; on every trail that she haplessly
wandered,
You might consider her vividly heavenly form to be an
unsolicited burden on the trajectory of this globe; menacingly
envisaging to use her live bones; embedded
in the foundations of your sinister corporate office; instead,
You might perpetually grant her the status of a maid-servant in
your opulent castle; proudly telling the world as to how faithfully
she licked that extra iota of grime on your boots; so that you
always shimmered like a prince; every unfurling
minute of the day,

You might salaciously close even the most diminutive element of


her breath; thrusting your 10 ton form directly on her
immaculate face; just because the
ground beside you had no grass to sit,
You might ludicrously betray her of every shade of love in her
impoverished life; tyrannically torching her divinely chest; just
because the beats of her heart proved a trifle too loud for your
nocturnal slumber,
And do you want O! Devilish Man; demonstrate your
cannibalistically chauvinistic manpower to every single female
on earth if you so choose; but remember that you in the first
place werent born from invisible air;
It was females Omnipotent womb that bore you; it was a
females Omnipotent womb that harnessed your every breath; it
was a females Omnipotent womb that
selflessly gave all its blood to evolve your fantastic brain; infact
it was that very females Omnipotent womb; which gave you the
power to desire; create; and
what you sinfully wanted to devastate; today.

38. IN MY CHILDS IMMORTAL EYES


My entire life I kept frantically searching for it; at times in the
most majestic of castles; while at times in the steps of that led to
the freshly constructed temple of simplistically pink stone,
My entire life I kept desperately searching for it; at times in
tempestuously jostling streets; while at times in the winds of
perpetually tranquil and nondescript silence,
My entire life I kept disorientedly searching for it; at times in
vibrantly soaring kites of fathomless sky; while at times in every
terrestrial flock of sheep that nimbly wandered through the
valley,
My entire life I kept unrelentingly searching for it; at times in
patriotically blazing battlefields of unflinching bravery; while at

times in every ethereal butterfly that fluttered past my unkempt


kitchen window,
My entire life I kept disconsolately searching for it; at times in
the enigmatically intrepid forests; while at times in orphaned
ponds of rapaciously seductive rain water,
My entire life I kept indefatigably searching for it; at times in the
rhapsodically ebullient entrenchment of clouds; while at times in
the brilliantly scintillating epitome of the indomitably towering
mountains,
My entire life I kept tirelessly searching for it; at times in the
profoundly resplendent stars; while at times in the profusely
honey embellished crevices; of
the rambunctiously frolicking hive,
My entire life I kept intransigently searching for it; at times in
vapidly ramshackle hillocks of sordid clay; while at times in the
effusively explicit reflection that emanated from the sheet of
pellucid mirror,
My entire life I kept irrevocably searching for it; at times in
playgrounds of humble innocuousness; while at times in the
stonily inane blackness of the frigid winter night,
My entire life I kept hopelessly searching for it; at times in
fathomless open spaces of crass nothingness; while at times in
celestially tantalizing fairies having just
descended from the cosmos,
My entire life I kept disgruntlingly searching for it; at times in
regally tangy waters of the undulating ocean; while at times in
vivaciously evanescent rainbows that brazenly swept across the
horizons,
My entire life I kept limitlessly searching for it; at times in the
ingeniously proliferating chapters of venerated earth; while at
times in the transiently exotic fragrance of the fascinatingly
seasonal rose,

My entire life I kept indiscriminately searching for it; at times in


the blissfully untainted waters of the pristine Ganges; while at
times in the uncanny stillness as crimson dusk transcended all in
conceivable vicinity,
My entire life I kept restlessly searching for it; at times in the
most contemporarily vivid of paraphernalia; while at times in the
fantastically iridescent dew-drops lazily kissing lush green
ground,
My entire life I kept timelessly searching for it; at times in
meadows of propitious virility; while at times in the unitedly
heavenly cluster of symbiotic mankind,
My entire life I kept frenetically searching for it; at times in
uninhibitedly untamed wilderness; while at times in the most
exquisitely garnished of freshly wedded brides,
My entire life I kept irretrievably searching for it; at times in
unendingly silken fantasies; while at times in the fabric of the
impeccably unblemished and ingratiating Moon,
My entire life I kept agonizingly searching for it; at times in
mythically reverberating monasteries; while at times in the
unequivocally cascading leaves of jubilantly burgeoning and
magical autumn,
My entire life I kept unstoppably searching for it; at times in the
paradise of incomprehensibly ardent desire; while at times in the
most unfathomably emollient laps of priceless luxury,
Nonchalantly wasting countless precious hours of mine;
eventually tasting the lackadaisically ghoulish corpses of defeat
and maudlin disparity; for if at all I was going to find any trace of
Godly truth on this Universe today; then it wasnt going to be in
opulent statutes of gold and silver; neither could the so called
unconquerable politicians ever dream of harboring it even in the
most ephemeral reflections of
their hides,
For if there was indeed God on earth today; if there was indeed
the spearhead of invincible truth left brilliantly radiating on this

incarcerated planet today; then it wasnt in Mother Nature


which man had so mercilessly adulterated; but was infact in
those mischievously darting shoulders just at whisker lengths
from my body; in my newly born childs immortal eyes.
39. A TRIBUTE TO MY GRANDPARENTS
There was a time when we frivolously hid behind the rocks;
gallivanted on golden sands of the beach trying to catch each
other,
While at the present moment we were sitting beside the
fireplace; snuggling our hands deep inside the blanket.
There was a time when we experimented with umpteenth items
of food in a single day; gulping each meal with gallons of
inebriating beer,
While at the present moment we commenced each morning with
a plethora of vitamins; relied on crushed fruit juices for
nocturnal supper.
There was a time we spent marathon hours in the sweltering day
clambering steep rocks; with our feet bereft of solid footwear,
While at the present moment we thoroughly leaned on our
walking sticks for aplomb; were quite content to remain confined
to the cozy interiors of our obsolete bedroom.
There was a time when we used to pummel each other in the
ribs; violently pluck each others hair in intense indignation,
While at the present moment we hugged each other tightly at
the slightest sign of thunder; shivered uncontrollably at hearing
the word crime.
There was a time when we bathed under gushing white water
streams; flinging our clothes at the tiniest insinuation of rain,
While at the present moment we anxiously waited for supply of
fresh water; scrupulously switching on the geyser the night
before we took a bath.
There was a time when we incessantly laughed; remained in
boisterous spirits even during unearthly hours of dawn,

While at the present moment we appeared as taciturn as


meditating saints; nostalgically reminiscing the events and days
of our life.
There was a time when we used to wear a host of gaudy clothes;
swirling uninhibitedly in the aisles of bombastic glamour,
flaunting our fair skin as we transgressed the streets,
While at the present moment we were clad heavily in bulky coats
and scarves; trying to save our flesh from the most diminutive
draught of cold.
There was a time when we didnt write addresses and phone
numbers; priding ourselves in possessing the stupendous ability
of remembering them,
While at the present moment we made sure we jotted down the
most inconspicuous of detail; the most minuscule of information;
so that we didnt forget it the very next minute.
There was a time we could sight invisible lettering at far
distances; without using any of the visual contrivances,
While at the present moment we found our eyes camouflaged
behind abysmally thick glasses; and had to profusely screw our
eyes in order to sight even the most magnified of images.
There was a time when we could snap obdurate sticks of
sugarcane into two; with the mere caress of our formidable
teeth,
While at the present moment we wore a pair of disdainful
braces; thriving on boiled extracts of spongy rice.
There was a time when we deliberately put the decibel level of
the music system to its highest; gyrating passionately under the
shimmering moon,
While at the present moment we talked in inaudible whispers;
shirking as far as possible from sources of obstreperous sound.
There was a time when we were entirely dependent on our
parents; reverted to them in times of utter distress and
tribulation,
While at the present moment we had grandchildren of our own;
a battalion of siblings we had procreated in this vast world.

There was a time when we had just tied the matrimonial thread;
with fantasies of unrelenting romance revolving turbulently
through our minds,
While at the present moment we lay extremely old and shriveled;
waiting to abdicate breath and blend our souls with the Creator.

40. THE PERFECT HOUSEWIFE


She knew precisely when her baby would sweat; the things that
perturbed him the most,
While he was profoundly oblivious to his surroundings; diligently
mulling over the sheets of mundane office papers strewn
haphazardly on his desk.
She tossed her baby high in the air; scrupulously catching
him in her arms;cuddling it with her perennial warmth,
While the moment he caressed it with his barbaric palms; it
started to obstreperously cry.
She pinched her baby dexterously on umpteenth regions of his
flesh; prompting him to inevitably smile,
While he guffawed on the phone with his business partner; made
the child tremble by the impact of his hoarse voice.
She ran waywardly in the spongy grass; trying to chase her
baby; instigating him to utilize his tiny feet,

While he admonished the toddler stringently; rebuking him for


partially dismantling the furniture.
She bathed her baby in a concoction of soft soap and tones of
soapy froth;
afterwards allowing him to randomly roll in the wet mud,
While he stared unrelentingly at the computer with open
mouthed consternation;
slapped the toddler when he noticed the disdainful blemishes
that it had left on the immaculate floor.
She incessantly kept her child in her arms for indefatigable
hours until it slept;
chanting a blend of fairy tale and music to pacify its mind,
While he snatched him savagely from her hands; shoving him
roughly in his cradle;
ordered her to get ready for the ostentatious party.
She bought her baby a battalion of innovative toys; amusing him
by ringing jingling bells in his intricate ear,
While he yelled at her for wasting exorbitant amounts investing
in the plastic; slammed the door behind her back and retired to
sleep.
She devoted marathon hours in the day; endeavoring to teach
her baby to coherently speak and write,
While he castigated her; locked the child in a room; complaining
that she didnt pay
attention to his overwhelming tiredness.
She couldnt bear the tyranny of staying even a minute away
from her child; keeping him in close proximity 24 hours
unleashing in the entire day,
While he would go on tours for fortnights on the trot; many a
times forgetting that he had procreated his sibling.
She had earned no money for herself; neither was she ambitious
for surreal fame;
her proudest possession being her innocuous toddler,
Was tenaciously involved in maintaining the plethora of tasks
circumventing her household; refraining entirely to confront the
monotonous world,

Yet being penurious; she proclaimed herself to be the richest in


this world; as she was the perfect mother; what we could define
in common parlance as the perfect housewife.

41. THE BEST RIDE


When I took a ride in the aircraft flying at unprecedented
heights; I initially felt besieged by waves of tumultuous
exhilaration,
I was immensely enjoying my expedition; when suddenly the
plane nose-dived towards the ground; and I found myself
pulverized to splinters; along with the plush upholstery.

When I took a ride in the submarine transgressing through


fathomless depths of seawater; there was an overwhelming
feeling of conquering the aquatic world; that circumvented my
persona,
However after a while I felt uneasy envisaging the exorbitant
rates that I had paid for the journey; also a trifle harried at
witnessing minuscule droplets of water leaking through its body
When I took a ride in the swanky car; dictating a volley of orders
to the meticulously dressed chauffeur; I felt like an uncrowned
king,
Although infinite strands of hair stood up in poignant alacrity; a
river of sweat descended down my cheek; when he
acrimoniously retorted back compressing the accelerator to full
angularity; and the automobile sky rocketed into the menacing
rocks.
When I took a ride on a donkey; the innocuous creature
unflinchingly compromised to my bulky weight,
But my felicity wasnt to last for long; as after a while it violently
tossed me high in the air; eventually toppling me on the ground
to make me lick disdainful mud from my face.
When I took a ride in the city bus; I felt insurmountably secure
while at the same time paying inconspicuous rates for the travel,
However after a few minutes the atmosphere became thoroughly
claustrophobic; and there was an incessant pandemonium of
unruly voices drifting in my ears.
When I took a ride sitting on the mammoth elephant; profoundly
admiring the panoramic view that unleashed itself while
trespassing through the dense forests; I felt stabbed by an ocean
of wild rhapsody,
Although after a while when the beast got exhausted; it
petulantly sprayed a fountain of water on my face; hoisting the
same from the monsoon river.
When I took a ride on a primordial bicycle; in the beginning I felt
spurts of robust enthusiasm rise high in my blood,
However after unrelentingly pedaling in the sun; my feet got
immensely dreary and I collapsed in a bedraggled heap on the

earth.
When I took a ride in the gigantic and revolving Ferris wheel; I
perceived the entire world as a dancing fairy,
Although as time elapsed my head started to inevitably feel
heavy; my eyes looked supremely bleary; and there were
irascible sensations to puke out what I had just eaten for
supper.
When I took a ride on the preposterously huge whale; clinging
tightly to its magnificent back; I felt stupendous freshness of the
ocean winds inundate my nostrils,
I also conceived of being in paradise; with the terrestrial planet
being several miles from my sight; however my ecstasy was
short lived as the fish got ravenous after a few moments and
devoured me like a mosquito.
And I have now no inhibitions in divulging that the best ride; I
ever had in my life was when I was a unscrupulous child tightly
straddled to the back of my mother,
Relishing the perennial warmth of her effeminate scent; the
stringent admonitions she gave me for not consuming my
morning milk; and the magical caress of her hands through thin
wisps of newly formed hair

42. FATHER
Ominous clouds in the cosmos had forgotten to shower droplets
of transparent rain,
Colossal deserts refrained from forming whirlpools of sand; with
the blowing wind,
Swirling waters of the boundless ocean; didnt culminate into
escalating waves,
Bedsheets of white snow on the mountain slopes; incorrigibly
refused to melt,
Scores of boisterous birds nestled on towering treetops; shut
their beaks tight even
as the lion came,
Incongruous stones didnt produce the slightest of noise; when
they collided with obdurate earth,
Gargantuan reptiles wandering through meadows of tranquil
grass; refrained from devouring succulent prey,
Unruly dogs on the street; didnt erupt into volleys of hoarse
barking,
Blossoming lotus in the pond; didnt show signs of shriveling at
the onset of evanescent dusk,
Battalions of venomous mosquitoes; seemed to have temporarily
lost their acrimonious sting,
Fountains of blistering lava; circulated blissfully within the
crevices of earth instead of fulminating,

Waterfalls of crystal foam froze midway down the slopes; with


their thunderous gurgling now transformed into stony silence,
Dense foliage of tree leaves refused to rustle; with mighty
draughts of afternoon wind,
Opalescent butterflies in the garden; ceased to vivaciously
flutter,
Silver crested dolphins in the pool; refrained to acrobatically
somersault high towards the ceiling,
Mischievous monkeys didnt swing between trees; entwined
their long tails placidly amidst the branches,
Long legged spiders refused to traverse across their periphery of
intricately suspended silver cobwebs,
Time seemed to have stopped momentarily; with every second
unwinding refraining to unleash into a minute further,
The entity of omnipotent God loomed large in my palms; now
submerging my impoverished persona into waves of supreme
exultation,
It was no miracle folks; I was overwhelmingly proud to declare
that I had become a father; even as the first wails of my newly
born child blended with the atmosphere.

43. LEARN TO ALTRUISTICALLY SACRIFICE


Compassion; I can understand was extremely indispensable; so
that it always felt the most invincible organism alive; so that it
remained close to your befriending chest; in the midst of this
treacherously pulverizing planet,
Laughter; I can understand was unassailably indispensable; so
that it never ever stagnated in the coffins of despicable
solitariness; so that it perennially felt that life was an
unconquerably cheerful flower; blossoming in your arms,
Literacy; I can understand was peerlessly indispensable; so that
it was articulately well versed with the pros and cons of
inexplicable existence; so that it could walk shoulder to shoulder
with tomorrows contemporarily eclectic society,
Food; I can understand was victoriously indispensable; so that
its veins indefatigably evolved into fresh blood; so that its tiny
buds of arms and legs; spawned into handsome pillars of
unflinching solidarity; one fine day,
Schooling; I can understand was ubiquitously indispensable; so
that it triumphantly broke shackles of rustically bohemian

homeliness; so that it slowly and painstakingly learnt the norms


of a well-mannered and cultured civilization,
Music; I can understand was eternally indispensable; so that it
rejoiced forever to the tunes of divinely mother nature; so that
its inevitably frazzled brain remained timelessly rejuvenated,
Play; I can understand was poignantly indispensable; so that it
perpetually floated in the silken mists of innocuous mischief; so
that it forever and ever and ever remained wholesomely
oblivious and far away; from the politics of fetid manipulation,
Humanity; I can understand was impregnably indispensable; so
that it was tirelessly apprized of the greatest religion on planet
earth; so that it was interminably acquainted with its most
pricelessly inimitable rudiments,
Enlightenment; I can understand was unshakably indispensable;
so that it remained inspired to the most unprecedented limits
even when the world seemed to abruptly end; so that it learnt to
get up as quickly as it haplessly fell,
Gifts; I can understand were beautifully indispensable; so that it
always felt infallibly cared for; so that it unceasingly gallivanted
like the crown prince; a status it unstoppably deserved,
Concentration; I can understand was wonderfully indispensable;
so that it learnt that true dedication could melt even the most
uncouthly obdurate of stones; so that it inexhaustibly strived
towards perfection and its ultimate philanthropic goal,
Exercise; I can understand was bounteously indispensable; so
that it exuberantly utilized the nonchalantly idle limbs in its
body; so that it ecstatically pumped in fresh blood and breath
into its majestic form,
Revision; I can understand was indisputably indispensable; so
that it never forgot the
quintessential aspects of life; so that it holistically adhered to
the most sagaciously effulgent principles of existence,

Adventure; I can understand was jubilantly indispensable; so


that it recharged every of its nerves with the spirit of the
magnetically uncanny; so that it ebulliently crept through the
inscrutably subliming treasures of mother earth,
Signature; I can understand was celestially indispensable; so
that it perseveringly learnt to find its own identity; so that it
embraced the winds of independence with unassailably
unfettered integrity,
Sweat; I can understand was royally indispensable; so that it
realized that hard work was the sole path to success; so that it
forever stayed away from insidious charlatans of destiny and
charts of its palmistry at birth,
Empathy; I can understand was unchallangably indispensable; so
that it learnt that the greatest power on this earth was that of
brotherhood; so that it learnt to commiserate with all those in
intransigent trauma and pain,
Truth; I can understand was irrefutably indispensable; so that it
always saw an unconquerably unprejudiced mirror of its ownself;
so that it harmoniously
disseminated the ideals of peace and righteousness to one and
all; till its very last breath,
Love; I can understand was cardinally indispensable; so that its
tiny heart was forever replete with the mantra of symbiotic
unity; so that it towered above every single element of this
Universe and in the flames of faithful belonging; even after an
infinite
deaths,
But more importantly than anything; if you wanted to give all of
the above and an infinite more good in its impeccably iridescent
upbringing; then if nothing else; you first and foremost have to
learn to altruistically sacrifice; which is infact the other
name of successfully nurturing; harnessing; and bringing up
your child.

44. INTO HOW MANY PARTS WOULD YOU DIVIDE THE


CHILD AFTER DIVORCE?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many insane parts would you divide your
new-born childs eternal happiness; after your treacherously
vindictive divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many heartless parts would you divide
your new-born childs invincible freedom; after your venomously
unbearable divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many ribald parts would you divide your
new-born childs unsurpassable
creativity; after your lethally unceremonious divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many salacious parts would you divide
your new-born childs majestic destiny; after your lecherously
ignominious divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many emotionless parts would you divide
your new-born childs triumphant
spirit; after your contemptuously debasing divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many terrorizing parts would you divide
your new-born childs unbridled
fantasies; after your abhorrently cadaverous divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many excruciating parts would you
divide your new-born childs humanitarian blood; after your coldbloodedly cannibalistic divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many tyrannized parts would you divide
your new-born childs unconquerable
artistry; after your violently besmirching divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many reproachful parts would you divide
your new-born childs redolent
playfulness; after your despicably devastating divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many sacrilegious parts would you divide
your new-born childs impregnable mischief; after your
sadistically bemoaning divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many wanton parts would you divide
your new-born childs impeccable
integrity; after your hedonistically carnivorous divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many ghoulish parts would you divide
your new-born childs limitless fertility; after your mindlessly
malicious divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many diabolical parts would you divide
your new- born childs infallible
innocence; after your unforgivably truculent divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many vengeful parts would you divide
your new-born childs uninhibited
cries; after your preposterously bigoted divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many criminal parts would you divide
your new-born childs princely
silkenness; after your tempestuously confounding divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many satanic parts would you divide your
new-born childs tiny brain;
after your barbarously ungainly divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many sadistic parts would you divide
your new-born childs unlimited curiosity; after your egregiously
dastardly divorce?
You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal
marriage; but into how many carnivorous parts would you divide
your new-born childs parental
longing; after your inanely decrepit divorce?
And you might legally divide each other from the bonds of
immortal marriage; but tell me; into how many goddamned parts
would you divide your new-born childs
immortal love; after your devilishly vituperative divorce?

45. THE SOLE AND ONLY VOICE OF MY DAUGHTER


Of course there were billions who called me a blighted coward;
not attending corporate office for even one single day in my
entire life; eccentrically sequestering myself from the entire
Universe; to indefatigably pen priceless poetry,
Of course there were billions who called me an ugly duckling; as
virtually every conceivable cranny of my skin; was perniciously
maligned with an infinite
pigments of murderously cannibalistic blackness,
Of course there were billions who called me obsessively
delirious; for seizing upon the most ephemerally non-existent
ingredients of the atmosphere; and then inexplicably pursuing
the same till the aisles of infinite infinity,
Of course there were billions who called me unceremoniously
bohemian; for existing so unabashedly rustically in the heart of

the extraordinarily contemporary society; even after receiving


the best education of my times,
Of course there were billions who called me flagrantly doomed;
for so openly castigating every established norm of the turgidly
conventional society; trying to
defy the mortuary of robotic shrewdness; with the clouds of
immortal love,
Of course there were billions who called me an absolutely
dogmatic fool; for expending every bit of my hard earned wealth;
to forever unite two jilted lovers horrendously separated due to
differences of the currency coin,
Of course there were billions who called me pugnaciously
ballistic; as I instantaneously swished the gleaming sword from
my scepter; at the tiniest insinuation of danger or gratuitous
invasion to my motherland,
Of course there were billions who called me fecklessly truthful
loser; as I chose to tread on the path of infallible righteousness
laden with a zillion acrimonious thorns; rather than easily
galloping on the shortcuts to success; which so copiously
inhabited
planet earth today,
Of course there were billions who called me cursedly impotent;
as I had my very first child several years after marriage; and
after a countless visits to every Omnipotent temple; church;
monastery and mosque on this boundlessly blessed planet,
Of course there were billions who called me salaciously sinful; as
I insuperably believed that perennially unshakable marriage
happened the instant both hearts met; and without the tiniest of
ceremony or sanctimoniously rigorous tradition,
Of course there were billions who called me bizarrely agnostic;
as I didnt believe in several Gods/Goddesses; but timelessly
envisaged the Creator to be
undefeatedly one,

Of course there were billions who called me blasphemously


unforgivable; as I uninhibitedly philandered with a countless
women all my life; profoundly and inevitably attracted to the
unlimited fructification of the female kind,
Of course there were billions who called me cadaverously jinxed;
as every tangible or intangible project that I undertook in the
tenure of my impoverished life; treacherously landed me upside
down into the most wretchedly penalizing of my grave,
Of course there were billions who called me deplorably
impractical; as every decision of mine taken from the heart
found me haplessly begging on the sordidly cold-blooded streets;
whilst those with an articulately pragmatic mind; astutely raced
forward in the most brilliantly opulent of Mercedes,
Of course there were billions who called me worthlessly artistic;
as although Id sketched an infinite paintings; yet they still lay
despicably decaying under the most blazing of Sun; for severely
indispensable want of true takers and connoisseurs,
Of course there were billions who called me inveterately
feminine; as I unlimitedly desired to cuddle inside the
compassionate interiors of my dwelling all night and day;
tirelessly fantasizing and altruistically contenting myself to just
household chores,
Of course there were billions who called me intolerably
eccentric; as every single habit and action of mine led me
further and further into the most ominously blackened labyrinths
of reclusiveness; being so extraordinarily different from the rest
of the world outside,
Of course there were billions who called me an escapist
misanthrope; as I shrugged almost every other human on this
endlessly burgeoning planet; for still being a slave of
commercially diabolical politics; when infact Omnipresent
Universe was created; is; and shall forever remain ecstatically
free,
And then there was this sole and only voice of my new born
daughter amidst all this iconoclastic mayhem; inimitably calling

me Father; which perpetually bestowed upon me the power to


unflinchingly tower over each of one of these billions; which
perpetually bestowed upon me the power to outsmart each one
of these billions; which perpetually bestowed upon me the power
to conquer the venomous devil in each one of these billions
46. TRANSFORM ME INTO A CHILD
When I was with them; I felt as if all my tensions had waded
forever into thin wisps of oblivion; profoundly enthused by their
smiles,
When I was with them; I felt the most strongest entity alive;
ready to plunge on into the valley of brazing adventure; with
both my eyes tightly closed,
When I was with them; I felt all my unfinished longings come to
a celestial rest; cuddling their marvelously innocent chin,
When I was with them; I felt as if all crime on earth had ceased;
profusely blending with the Omnipotent light in their eyes,
When I was with them; I felt that there were angels wandering
on every quarter of the planet; fervently captivated by the
captivating enigma in their persona,
When I was with them; I felt enveloped by boundlessly
enthralling colors of harmony; incredulously spell bound by the
immaculate melody that drifted spontaneously from their
mouths,
When I was with them; I felt as if I had washed all my sins of
past life; ecstatically hoisting their eternal visages upon my
shoulders,
When I was with them; I felt adorned in an ocean of mesmerizing
silk; watching them rhapsodically roll and frolic in the
shimmering sands,

When I was with them; I felt floating in a land of surreal


enchantment; as they astoundingly rejoiced in an entrenchment
of their own; far away from the world
of manipulative lechery and sin,
When I was with them; I felt reborn every unfurling minute; as
they blossomed into relentlessly tireless energy; exuberantly
cascading into a stream of perpetual happiness,
When I was with them; I felt as if God was with me on every step
I tread; insatiably lost in their rampantly innocent freedom;
diffusing into a cloud of unparalleled entertainment,
When I was with them; I felt inundated with unprecedented joy;
transiting back into realms of fantastically charming childhood;
as they stirred the inner most chords of my heart; with the
majestic harmony in their voice,
When I was with them; I felt discovering an incomprehensible
battalion of excitement every instant; witnessing the everlasting
newness in their souls,
When I was with them; I felt as if I belonged to the most
complete family on this planet; no longer feeling that I was an
impoverished again,
When I was with them; I felt all my disastrously frazzled senses
replenish with the ultimate gifts of life; as they immortalized the
spirit of existence with the enchantment of their hearts,
When I was with them; I felt as secure as I used too in my
perished mothers lap; as they uninhibitedly embraced me;
without their blood being exactly the same as mine,
When I was with them; I felt the gorgeous skies shower upon
countless blessings upon mankind; as they disseminated the
perennial message of Omnipresent love
and peace to the most obsolete corner of this Universe,
When I was them; I felt the most irrefutably richest man alive
without a penny in my ragamuffin pockets; as I held their
spotlessly truthful bodies close to mine,

For these children were the best thing that could have happened
to the core of vindictively fighting earth; as I ardently prayed to
Almighty Lord; to once again
transform me into a child.

47. MOTHER AND CHILD


Although he was pathetically diminutive; she still considered him
to be the most towering entity on this fathomless planet;
blessing her more than the Almighty,
Although he stammered disdainfully at every word; she still
considered him to be the greatest singer ever born; with his
stupendous melody invincibly enriching her devastated senses,
Although he was as black as horrendously charred charcoal; she
still considered him to be more scintillating; than the ferociously
flamboyant Sun; deluging her moments of despairing blackness
with optimistic hope,
Although he horrifically muddled every word he wrote; she still
considered him to be an overwhelmingly passionate poet;

flooding every aspect of her impoverished life with


unprecedented happiness,
Although he fought cats and dogs with his neighboring
comrades; she still considered him to be an apostle of peace; a
messiah enlightening each path of her dwindling life,
Although he stood bizarrely last in the entire class; she still
considered him to be the most intelligent organism on this
Universe; unrelentingly pampering even the most minuscule of
his desire; with the profound compassion in her soul,
Although he always stumbled ludicrously towards the ground
even on his formidably secure tricycle; she still considered him
to be as incredulously winning sportsman; winning every medal
for her ardently throbbing heart,
Although he was preposterously fat like a rotund tomato; she
still considered him to be handsomely charismatic; the most
redolent rose blossoming in her barren garden,
Although he was a disastrous failure in every aspect of life that
he ventured into; she still considered him to be a profuse
philanthropist; alleviating her from her corpse; to sit on the
irrefutably embellished throne,
Although he was a disgustingly deplorable cook; burning each
meal that he endeavored to prepare; she still considered him to
be a silken angel; appeasing her traumatic hunger for centuries
immemorial,
Although he was unprecedentedly mischievous; she still
considered him as the most gentle individual alive; as he lit up
an everlasting smile upon her severely mutilated lips,
Although he philandered aimlessly through the dusty streets;
clad only in threadbare rags of jute; she still considered him to
be the richest entity alive; inundating each moment of her
survival with unfathomable endowment from the heavens,

Although he was insurmountably fastidious about the everything


in life; she still considered him to be a royal prince; catering to
even the most inconspicuous
of his commands; bouncing in perennial youth everytime she
swung him in her arms,
Although he irascibly snored while fast asleep; she still
considered him a celestial harbinger of perpetual peace; wading
away the most tiniest of tensions from her miserably
claustrophobic life,
Although he unsurpassably revolted against the conventionally
monotonous society; she still considered him to be the most
resplendently sparkling star in sky; illuminating the gruesomely
shivering interiors of her dwelling with enchantingly Godly light,
Although he broke everything that he hoisted in his rustically
bohemian palms; she still considered him to be an unshakable
idol of solidarity; magnificently comforting her in her times of
despondently crumbling distress,
Although he was a rampantly free bird; gallivanting at
unchallengable will to even the most remotest corner of the
globe; she still considered him to be the most pricelessly
precious ornament of her countenance; impregnating her lost
soul with tumultuous happiness,
Although he deteriorated like a pack of soggy matchsticks; even
before alighting a single foot; she still considered him to be the
strongest man alive; rescuing her orphaned life; replenishing it
with the rhapsodic essence of existence,
And although he did everything wrong; losing all that he had in
his truncated lifespan even before he had acquired it; she still
considered him to be her only God; her only savior; the only
power that bestowed upon her the astronomical prowess to take
birth; a countless more number of times,
As she was his sacrosanct mother; and he was; and would
immortally remain; forever as her immortally impeccable child.

48. REMEMBER THAT ONE DAY


Before you snobbishly kick them with your unwashed shoe;
indiscriminately treat them like a piece of lackadaisically
infinitesimal and threadbare shit; for not cleaning the floors
before you drunkardly arrived,
Remember that one day the strokes of inevitability
would make you as weak and agonizingly old like they way they
were today; with your kin mercilessly lambasting you more
truculently than what you did to them; dared or horrifically
dreamt.
Before you torturously abuse them for not listening properly to
the most invidiously preposterous of your commands;
cacophonically screaming into their ears in
an attempt to open their ailing pores wide,
Remember that one day the infernos of inevitability would make
you as deaf; ineptly accurate and old; like the way they were
today; with your kin unsparingly pulverizing the chords of your
blissful existence more criminally; than what you did to them;
dared or sinfully dreamt.
Before you flagrantly spit on them for snatching the spice from
your life; ruthlessly chaining their hands and knees; so that they
didnt interfere the slightest in your licentious merry-making;
vixen and nubile wine,
Remember that one day the corridors of inevitability would make
you as debilitatingly diseased and old; like the way they were
today; with your kin blinding you beyond the realms of
recognition more lethally; than what you did to them; dared or
ostracizingly
dreamt.
Before you treacherously maim them with thorns of acridly
whipping hatred in their feet; just because they disturbed your
pompously pretentious sleep with their innocuous coughing,

Remember that one day the clouds of inevitability would make


you as pathetically withering and old; like the way they were
today; with your kin sardonically feeding the last bone of your
spine to the dogs more abominably; than what you did to them;
dared or heinously dreamt.
Before you vindictively terrorize them with your obnoxiously
hired hoodlums; just because their saggingly fatigued shoulders
dithered to carry you all the way; across to your silly striped
Mercedes,
Remember that one day the mists of inevitability would make
you as morosely dreary and old; like the way the were today;
with your kin brutally gouging your innocent eyes more
grotesquely; than what you did to them; dared or fretfully
dreamt.
Before you rebuke them like a rotting coffin of shit; thrashing
them black and blue in front of the entire world; just because
they didnt give you money to gamble; enshroud yourself with
the winds of savage narcotics,
Remember that one day the dungeons of inevitability would
make you as haplessly bruised and old; like the way they were
today; with your kin slitting the veins
of your throat more vengefully; than what you did to them; dared
or
ignominiously dreamt.
Before you insidiously try and poison the every morsel of food
that they impeccably devoured; just because their sagaciously
pious school of thought didnt match shade by shade to your
maliciously adulterated mind,
Remember that one day the rivers of inevitability would make
you as eccentrically rigid and old; like the way they were today;
with your kin preferring to consume your meat rather than that
of the chickens and more insanely; than what you did to them;
dared; or penalizingly dreamt.
Before you threatening thwart the passage of their spell binding
breath; just because they cried in hysterical pain infront of you
and embraced you like no one else on
this planet ever did,

Remember that one day the fortresses of inevitability would


make you as helplessly bereaved and old; like the way they were
today; with your kin laying the foundations of their castles more
lecherously upon your dead body; than what you did to them;
dared; or gorily dreamt.
And before you snatch the remaining love in their already
diminishing lives; just because they compassionately uttered
your name before your manipulatively tycoon friends; in their
wonderfully quavering and enigmatic voice,
Remember that one day the waves of inevitability would make
you as nervously betrayed and old; like they way they were
today; with your kin maniacally spitting on
the beats of your hearts before roasting them and feeding them
to the pigs more indescribably; than what you did to them;
dared; or egregiously dreamt.

49. NEWLY BORN EYES


For them; there was simply no difference between the
diminutively poor and the unfathomably rich; as they considered
both to be symbiotically blending and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
preposterously obese and the parsimoniously thin; as they
considered both to be gregariously melanging and alike,

For them; there was simply no difference between the


unprecedentedly black and the spuriously white; as they
considered both to be handsomely opulent and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
overwhelmingly tall and absurdly short; as they considered both
to be impeccably charismatic and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
insurmountably dynamic and perseveringly consistent; as they
considered both to be immaculately bountiful
and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
stringently prudent and the unrelentingly fantasizer; as they
considered both to be ubiquitously resplendent
and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
incomprehensibly splurging and the timidly abstemious; as they
considered both to be vivaciously bouncing
and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
voluptuous rose and the acrimonious thorn; as they considered
both to be philanthropically swaying
and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
majestically powerful and the scraggily impoverished; as they
considered both to be beautifully synergistic and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
fathomless clouds and the inconspicuous granules of mud; as
they considered both to be magnetically bonding and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the brutally
maimed and the robustly bouncing; as they considered both to
be royally gyrating and alike,

For them; there was simply no difference between the regally


silken and the inherently pointed; as they considered both to be
ingratiatingly mystical and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the haplessly
blinded and dazzling Sunshine; as they considered both to be
impeccably egalitarian and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
triumphantly jubilant and miserably defeated; as they considered
both to be blissful equal and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the vivacious
rainbow and silent stones; as they considered both to be Gods
mesmerizing creation and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the American
slang and rustically indigenous; as they considered both to be
ecumenically vibrant and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
unshakably powerful Politician and the unfortunately struggling
poor man; as they considered both to be
fantastically surviving and alike,
For them; there was simply no difference between the
enchantingly breathing and the wholesomely dead; as they
considered both to be natures inevitability and alike,
O! yes; for they were none other than the most Omnipotently
honest form of the Lord divine; they were none other than
unconquerable fortresses of everlasting honesty; they were none
other than the innocent childs newly born eyes.

50. MY NEWBORN DAUGHTER


The doll composed of fantastically embellished plastic;
insensitively smiled all day and night; even when the planet
outside was being brutally lambasted and indiscriminately
pulverized,
But true happiness was the one that radiated from the pristine
lips of my
newborn daughter; which was as Omnipotent as the first rays of
the unassailably golden Sun.
The doll composed of spell-bindingly opulent plastic; spuriously
wore the
most luxurious of frocks all day and night; even when countless
organisms haplessly shivered in fetid realms of the abhorrently
orphaned dustbin,
But true royalty eternally blossomed from the altruistic skin of
my newborn daughter; which was as invincible as the fabric of
symbiotic existence on this fathomless planet.
The doll composed of gloriously regale plastic; mechanically
sang all day and night; even as boundless infants were
prematurely killed in the womb of their mothers; for ostensibly
no fault of theirs and just because they were the girl child,
But true mischief perpetually wafted from the untainted cries of
my newborn daughter; which was as impeccably divine as the
sacrosanct cows milk.
The doll composed of resplendently fabulous plastic; remained
turgidly imperturbable all day and night; even as the
apocalypses of sorrow rained unrelentingly outside,

But true godliness unceasingly diffused from the unconquerable


silhouette of my newborn daughter; which was as truthfully
symbiotic as the crown of paradise in limitless sky.
The doll composed of charismatically shimmering plastic;
baselessly fasted all day and night; even as the billions of
devastated urchins outside wanted to see it boisterously dance
and enchantingly play,
But true devotion was the one which emanated from my
newborn daughters innocently suckling mouth; which was as
pure as the first droplet of fructifying rain which harmoniously
tumbled from the timeless heavens.
The doll composed of marvelously redolent plastic; nonchalantly
stared in
mute silence all day and night; even as salaciously wanton
parasites rampantly extricated blood from innocent beings
outside,
But true courage brilliantly sparkled from the infallible eyes of
my newborn
daughter; which was as everlasting as every ingredient of
peerless righteousness in the vividly bountiful atmosphere.
The doll composed of stupendously contemporary plastic;
bombastically adorned an unending cornucopia of diamonds and
silver all day and night; even as innumerable beggars counted
their last puff of breath; unfortunately outside,
But true aristocracy profusely drooled from the fearlessly
cavorting eyelashes of my newborn daughter; which was as
pricelessly inimitable as the peaks of the unfathomably
indomitable Everest.
The doll composed of unbelievably environment friendly plastic;
inanely snored all day and night; even as endless innocent were
cannibalistically devoured in the coffins of disdainfully decrepit
prejudice,
But true life spawned from the indefatigably exploring persona
of my newborn
daughter; which was as eclectically astounding as the
iridescently euphoric rainbows in the blessedly effulgent cosmos.

And the doll composed of gorgeously perfumed plastic;


artificially kissed the bed all day and night; even as virtually
every organism around it helplessly wailed in the mortuaries of
ghastly hell,
But true love sprouted from the immortal heartbeats of my
newborn daughter; which were as Omnipresently united as the
religion of ubiquitously endowing humanity

The End .

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