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»Tantalizing my heart

 

Tantalizing my impoverished eyes; was her
ingratiatingly ravishing belly; as she swished like
the ultimate seductress of ecstatic fantasy; through
the glorious curtainspread of the pristine forests,

Tantalizing my diminutive lips; was her fabulously
enamoring smile; as she majestically bequeathed upon
her magical grace; upon every step that she royally
trespassed through,

Tantalizing my indigently bedraggled palms; was her
sensuously titillating flesh; as she blossomed like an
impeccable fairy; disseminating the essence of
humanity on every particle of the rhapsodic
atmosphere; that she tenderly caressed,

Tantalizing my rustically bohemian feet; were her
unsurpassably delectable fingertips; as she weaved a
trail of poignantly euphoric compassion; to
magnificently metamorphose my treacherously
beleaguered life,

Tantalizing my blearily exhausted eardrum; was her
exotically spell binding voice; as she marvelously
whispered the secrets of a charismatically enigmatic
existence; at the crack of every seductively ethereal
dawn,

Tantalizing my devastatingly dithering teeth; was her
immaculately shimmering nape; as she swirled piquantly
in a garden of unfathomably gregarious rose;
surrendering herself in wholesome totatlity to the
mists of unprecedented desire,

Tantalizing my uncouthly estranged tastebuds; was the
captivating softness in her melodious touch; as she
bounced exhilaratingly on the carpet of untamed
yearning; for centuries incomprehensible,

Tantalizing my staggeringly famished veins; was her
unassailable ardor to propel forward in life;
patriotically march towards the corridors of
irrefutable triumph; to spawn and sparkle a
holistically vibrant tomorrow,

Tantalizing my painstakingly withering tongue; was her
candidly explicit speech; as she divulged the
innermost recesses of her heart; to bloom into a
fountain of ubiquitous honesty and unequivocal
humanity,

Tantalizing my pathetically shriveled spine; was her
voluptuously sizzling reflection; as she spun the tale
of our everlastingly mesmerizing romance; to blend
with the paradise of bountiful glory in blue sky,

Tantalizing my ludicrously barren scalp; was the
rhythmic cadence of her daintily plodding footsteps;
as she frolicked like an impeccable angel behind the
inscrutably starlit gorges; with each of her flaming
senses; profusely intertwined with mine,

Tantalizing my lecherously exhausted brain; was her
relentless repertoire of tingling fantasies; as she
vivaciously danced in a fathomless myriad of blissful
forms; in every divinely dream of mine,

Tantalizing my ridiculously sagging shoulders; was her
insatiable fervor to unflinchingly confront the most
acrimonious of obstacles; tower tall as the fortress
of philanthropism for countless more births to
fantastically unveil,

Tantalizing my worthlessly sinking destiny; was her
benign disposition to embrace one and all alike in
inexplicable misery; as she dedicated each instant of
her immaculately heavenly life; to the service of
dwindling mankind,

Tantalizing my cacophonically rickety legs; was her
profound vigor to stand by the path of impregnable
righteousness; as she chanted the miraculous mantras
of a united existence; till the time she abnegated her
last breath,

Tantalizing my despondently dejected conscience; was
the invincibly truthful glow in the whites of her
Omnipotent eyes; as she sacrificed herself to a
billion bizarre deaths; just to wonderfully diffuse
the priceless scent of goodness,

Tantalizing my worthlessly wandering soul; was her
unconquerable imagery of timelessly coalesced
brotherhood; as she harmoniously galloped forward with
her comrades in distress; bonded in threads of
perennial solidarity,

Tantalizing my gloomily disappearing breath; was her
unbelievable fortitude to excel in every benevolent
sphere of life; as she blazed like an ebullient
inferno of unstoppable newness; defying the baseless
norms of the murderously conventional society,

And tantalizing my nonchalantly disgruntled heart; was
her ocean of immortally celestial love; as she
incarcerated me forever in the realms of her
resplendent chest; taught me forever to love; love and
boundlessly exist; only for the sacrosanct spirit of
holy love….


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Tears might have dried from my eyes

 

Tears might have dried from my eyes with the rapid
unfurling of time; and the winds of the tumultuous
maelstrom ferociously sweeping past my impoverished
facial contours,
But I still melt into miserably icy nothingness;
slithering like a hopeless shadow on the ground;
without the fireballs of justice in your irrefutably
Omnipotent voice….

Tears might have dried from my eyes as the seasons
galloped by; and the waves of bizarre manipulation
took their toll on me; to lead contemporary life,
But I still metamorphose into insipidly infinitesimal
ash; wailing incessantly towards the corridors of
fathomless eternity; without the marvelously majestic
radiance on your bountiful cheeks….

Tears might have dried from my eyes as the Sun took
its blazingly fiery toll over the entire Universe; and
an unfathomable mountain of responsibility thrust on
my shoulders compelled me to slog like a monotonous
bull,
But I still shatter into an infinite pieces of
meaninglessness; vengefully abhorring even the most
gloriously fascinating of my bodily contours; without
the unconquerable valley of sacrosanct righteousness;
in your silken palms….

Tears might have dried from my eyes as the nights sped
into blossoming days; and the insatiably unending pace
of life commanded me to safeguard my persona; from the
salaciously hostile pack of wolves,
But I still perennially lambaste myself with
whiplashes of treacherous suffering; shrinking to a
mere whisker of my original self; without your
unflinchingly charismatic ideals of divine mankind….

Tears might have dried from my eyes as the fortnights
unbelievably accelerated into marathon years; and the
burden to replenish my disastrously famished stomach;
so overwhelming that thoughts refrained to enter my
ruthlessly tyrannized brain,
But I still remain cripplingly awake all throughout
the tenure of the savage night; dreaming of nothing
but ghastly death; without your impeccable sky of
blessings that sprouted from your; gloriously
immaculate soul…..

Tears might have dried from my eyes as the fireball of
Sun every dawn sizzled tenaciously; and the inevitable
urge to sequester my kin; took astronomically
limitless proportions in my brain,
But I still feel more devastated than the remorsefully
sullen corpse; stabbing my persona with knives of
desperation at the slightest of excuse; without your
wand of Omnipresently royal humanity…..

Tears might have dried from my eyes as the tumultuous
intensity of the air outside torrentially caressed me
all the time; and the norms of this conventionally
mundane society kicked me brutally; if I cried,
But I still feel like a gruesomely decimated piece of
shit; wasting each moment of robustly vital life;
without your incredulously magnetic and timeless
touch….

Tears might have dried from my eyes as I was born
again after a countless births; and the horrendously
augmenting robotism of this planet; rendering each
part of my dwindling body; to just an unemotional
machine,
But I still feel like a solitary warrior perennially
oozing blood in the midst of the ominously excoriating
battlefield; barbarically dying every instant although
possessing fountains of mystical breath; without your
aroma of ingratiatingly oneness and stupendously
ever-pervading charm…..

And tears might have dried from my eyes as fleeting
minutes sped into wholesomely new civilizations of
tomorrow; with each element of my penurious visage
extraordinarily busy; in acclimatizing to the devilish
dust around,
But I still indefatigably pledged to end priceless
life; with each beat of my heart transforming into a
skeleton of worthless hatred; without your perpetually
poignant principles of humanity; your unassailable
belief in the religion of unshakable mankind….





(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Tapered and the Spiciest

 

Fresh beanstalks of green chili,
Standing upright in fecund patches of clay,
Strewn in crusty jigsaw moulds,
With famished caterpillars in its womb,
Swarms of obstreperous flies buzzing around,
And hordes of white mice sprinting with a squeaking sound.

Water clogs arid balls of cracked mud,
Jutting out fiercely; from hose pipes composed of coarse cloth,
Forming pulpy rivulets; amidst the garnished stalks,
Drenching the untilled land; with pearls of natural nutrients,
Pure and crystalline from the inner core of earth.
The parrot green buds then ripened in quick succession,
Into macro skin coverings of saliently dark green,
The entire camouflage whistled with the wind,
Withering the plethora of standing stalks,
Heaps of chili now lay in a mangled wreck,
Giving rise to the “Tapered and the Spiciest”
 
»Tears of Immortal Love

 

When I saw the ocean swirling ecstatically towards the
sky; trying to touch the Sun in its profoundly untamed
glory;
There were tears of sheer adventure that dribbled from
my eyes; transiting me into a land of fabulously
enchanting fantasy….

When I saw the moon creeping nimbly into vibrantly
blue cosmos; making way for the magnificently star
studded night,
There were tears of placid contentment that trickled
from my eyes; and my whole body commenced to prepare
itself for a celestially satisfying nocturnal sleep….

When I saw the silhouette of the preposterously
diabolical giant menacing full throttle towards me;
ready to gobble upon my innocuous form,
There were tears of uncanny fear that oozed from my
eyes; as each part of my skin got engulfed with
profusely nervous sweat….

When I saw my fellow compatriots in tumultuous pain;
with uncouth wounds of hopeless despair encompassing
the periphery of their cracked lips,
There were tears of inexplicable sorrow that poured
from my eyes; as I took a resolution to once again
transform God's created earth into a veritable
paradise….

When I saw the potbellied spider fall infinite times;
yet rise again to eventually accomplish weaving its
cozy web,
There were tears of fortified conviction that flowed
from my eyes; as each bone in my impoverished
demeanor; got ready to confront the most mightiest of
challenge on this planet…

When I saw the boundless conglomerate of pigeons
pecking each other passionately; in wee hours of the
wonderfully ravishing night,
There were tears of uninhibited passion that crept out
of my eyes; as a cloudburst of insatiable desire shot
through cabin compartments of my brain…

When I saw the festoon of red ants clambering on the
towering elephant; fomenting him to fall like a box of
soggy matchsticks on obdurate ground,
There were tears of awe inspiring self confidence that
gushed out of my eyes; as I realized suddenly that
true power lies solely in the mind….

When I saw the sacrosanct virtue of truth being
massacred indiscriminately on all quarters of this
Universe; being weighed with a platter of spurious
currency all the time,
There were tears of utter hopelessness that shot out
of my eyes; as I spat my wholesome best on
disastrously dwindling mankind…

When I saw the divinely countenance of my mother
parading by my side; bustling around in thorough
anticipation of my well being,
There were tears of overwhelming gratitude that
drizzled from my eyes; as I touched her feet in due
obeisance; poignantly kissed her palms for bringing me
into this fathomless world…

And when I saw the vivaciously enchanting visage of my
beloved; her incomprehensibly alluring fragrance that
took complete control over my every breath,
There were tears of immortal love that cascaded from
my eyes; as I embraced her perpetually in my arms;
obscuring our entities forever from this
manipulatively blood thirsty planet…..


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Tell me who can stop you?

 

With fires blazing unrelentingly in your ardent eyes;
and the perennial desire to keep surging forward till
success charismatically kisses your doorstep,

With an insatiable desire to conquer every acrimonious
impediment that dared confront you in your way; and
the essence of tireless perseverance profoundly
blended with every ingredient of your scarlet blood,

With a perpetual longing to always be the
philanthropic best in whatever you benevolently
undertook; and the blessings of your parents hovering
like an invincible fortress round your impoverished
visage,

Most importantly with your humble heart forever
commiserating with all religion; caste; creed; and
color; royally alike; and with all your reservoir of
unprecedented energy resolutely diffusing for
goodness,

Tell me who on earth can ever stop you in your benign
mission to uplift despairingly bereaved humanity; tell
me who on earth can ever make the tiniest of dent on
your march towards uniting your brethren; in the
strings of unassailable mankind? ? ? ?

1.


With the vacillating maelstroms of distress and
inexplicable anguish; miserably dithering to deter you
even an inconspicuous trifle; and your visage towering
like an unflinching mountain in all situations; alike,

With the charisma on an impregnable warrior written
majestically on your blissfully smiling lips; and your
marvelous resilience paving a way steadily through the
sea of vicious acerbity,

With the heart of a courageous lion relentlessly
throbbing inside your intrepid chest; and your
unstoppable momentum only rejuvenating you beyond the
limits of untamed imagination,

Most importantly with altruistic obeisance ingrained
deeply within each of your veins; and the urge to
serve your countrymen in pain; perpetuating you
inevitably from all sides,

Tell me who on earth can ever stop you in your mission
of wholesomely decimating the most infinitesimal trace
of evil from the trajectory of this colossal planet;
tell me who on earth can ever think of disturbing even
a fraction of your divinely shadow? ? ?


2…..

With nothing but the humanitarian epitome of triumph
transcending supreme in your sight; and your eyeballs
refraining to incorrigibly stoop; to even the most
truculent of adversity that came its way,

With the fervent poignancy in your voice silencing all
horrendously ungainly sardonism; and the tumultuous
intensity in your stride making even the most
Herculean of devils ludicrously shrink in their
shells,

With the blessings of Omnipotent Lord Almighty making
you more formidably unshakable on every step that you
tread; and your bones wholesomely ready to sacrifice
any amount of flesh; to save the lives of countless
innocent,

Most importantly with the irrefutable paradise of
truth embedded perpetually in your conscience; and its
righteous sounds drifting you towards a civilization
of unending togetherness,

Tell me who on earth can ever stop you in your mission
of metamorphosing all treachery into scintillatingly
optimistic goodness; tell me who on earth can ever
think of ruffling even a minuscule feather in your
aristocratic cap? ? ?


3…..


With oceans of profuse dynamism patriotically
enshrouding you from all sides; and the chapters of
eternal righteousness your priceless companions for
the remainder of your expedition,

With the spirit of uninhibited freedom magnificently
embossed in each element of your valiantly shimmering
visage; and the wings of sparkling honesty making you
fly a boundless continents; at a single time,

With the ravishingly vivacious beauty of the entire
Universe incessantly revolving round the harmonious
dormitories of your brain; and insidiously languid
sleep remaining fathomless miles away from your
countenance; as you advanced on your path towards the
divine,

Most importantly with your majestically humanitarian
attitude that made even the greatest of God’s salute
you; and your ideals which had their rudiments in the
principles of timeless creation,

Tell me who on earth can ever stop you in your mission
to become a ray of sheltering light for all those
uncouthly divested; tell me who on earth can ever
think of burying even your remotest of footprint; into
the devilish graves? ? ?

©®copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»Tell me why?

 

TELL ME WHY do we sneeze saliva,
Walk fast when young with life?


Tell me why do we ooze scarlet blood,
Laugh inevitably when tickled with hand?


Tell me why do we desire mineral water,
Shiver with goose bumps in bitter winter cold?


Tell why does tongue oscillate in mouth chamber,
Pools of desperation get formed in the bones?


Tell me why is hair black, lips luscious red,
People round the world crazy for dollar note?


Tell me why are grass blades parrot green,
Cloud mass hindered by skyscrapers in street?


Tell me why is bread coated with peanut butter,
Cow slaughtered in abattoirs for beef?


Tell me why do rich sip black cocktail drink,
Unclothed urchins breathe in dilapidated garbage?


Tell me why are curved shells on sand beaches,
Innocent heads get beheaded in car crash?


Tell me why do we perceive stabs of pain,
Fall deep in sleep at the onset of night?


Tell me why do we transit from youth to old,
Collapse in a heap when hungry for food?


Tell me why does heart throb fast,
There is a purpose in life when we love?


Tell me why did god create man,
Only to snatch him away from realms of earth?








(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Terrorism and Immortal Love

 

You either take to terrorism; to tirelessly liberate the enslaved agony of your soul; at being ruthlessly divested of those quintessentially blissful ingredients of life; at the hands of chauvinistic anarchists,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already liberated of even the tiniest of your agony; with every unfurling beat of your interminably passionate heart…

You either take to terrorism; to earn unsurpassable treasuries of currency; without slogging and persevering it the hard way out in inexplicably enamoring existence,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already the most pricelessly blessed organism on planet divine; with every unfurling beat of your majestically unimpeachable heart…

You either take to terrorism; to assert your dominance over countless other entities of your living kind; upon whom you otherwise felt you could never ever have supremely ruled,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already the most compassionately undefeatable organism alive for innumerable more births of yours; with every unfurling beat of your royally impeccable heart…

You either take to terrorism; to rightfully avenge and heal the sordidly ungainly wounds on your persona; dastardly inflicted by a handful of truants; nations; enemies or kingdoms,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already miraculously ameliorated and healed of every of your internal and external wound; with every unfurling beat of your symbiotically amiable heart….

You either take to terrorism; to enrich every single person of your kin; with the most unconquerably enviable luxuries of life; infallibly prove to them that the entire world run on your singular commands,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already making not just your kin; but every living being on this Universe; experience the ultimate utopia of the heavens; with every unfurling beat of your magnanimously ardent heart…

You either take to terrorism; to limitlessly capture every cranny of this earth; embed your very own signature on every conceivable space and object frequenting the most invisibly thinnest of air,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already Omnipresent on every tangible trajectory of this fathomless Universe; with every unfurling beat of your enchantingly silken heart….

You either take to terrorism; to grant even the most incomprehensibly uncurbed fantasy of yours; the most final proportions of execution and unlimited supremacy,
But I’ll tell you take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already floating in the cradle of unending fantasy suspended from the clouds of paradise; with every unfurling beat of your bounteously magnetic heart…

You either take to terrorism; to greedily assimilate all what you ever could in an entire lifetime; in just a single moment of barbarously indiscriminate power,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already blessed with all the wealth; all the virtues of a countless more lives this very moment; with every unfurling beat of your vivaciously virile heart….

You either take to terrorism; to pass time and simultaneously metamorphose every ardent dream of yours into an unbreakable reality; as just a single bullet violently reverberated from your pistol,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already engaged in the most unassailably fructifying activity without having to seek any other profession; with every unfurling beat of your victoriously effulgent heart…

You either take to terrorism; to prove that there was no God who existed on the firmament of this endless Universe; and it was solely you who controlled the destinies of every entity existing and beyond; at the tap of your intricately nimble finger,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already the most Omnipotent God of every aspect of your very ownself; with every unfurling beat of your jubilantly unfettered heart….

You either take to terrorism; to gain the fame and attention of the entire globe; as every other option that you tried left you aimlessly wandering in the jailhouses of bizarrely maiming extinction,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already the most indisputably crowned king of vivid existence; with every unfurling beat of your spell-bindingly triumphant heart…

You either take to terrorism; to live each moment of life unfathomably larger than it seems; with every tangibly beautiful object and puff of air on this unending earth; handsomely capsized and placed upon your bohemian fists,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already parading as the most insuperable and tallest organism on this boundless Universe; eternally higher than the clouds; with every unfurling beat of your wondrously bewitching heart…

You either take to terrorism; to bring about a spectacularly blissful renaissance and improvement in the condition of your own country and tribe; sadistically oppressed by some cannibalistic superpowers of the ever-proliferating earth,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already being victoriously reborn and reincarnated alongwith every single dead and living organism on this ecstatic planet; with every unfurling beat of your everlastingly humanitarian heart…

You either take to terrorism; just because of your ominously repressed and thwarted desires of the flesh; just because your venerated wife was openly flirting and sinfully liaisoning with another man right infront of your very own eyes,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already being married to an infinite epitomes and skies of sensuous virility every single instant; with every unfurling beat of your poignantly infallible heart…







You either take to terrorism; to break the norms of the conventionally turgid society; which have virtually no substance and identity; and which have forced the entire human society to live in the dungeons of maniacal incarceration since centuries unprecedented,
But I’ll tell you to take to “Immortal Love” is an infinite times better option instead; as you’re already liberating towards the winds of the ultimate heaven and impregnable freedom; gregariously bonded with the entire heavenly Universe; with every unfurling beat of your perennially mesmerizing heart…

©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Thanking the Creator

 

If i lost a leg in vagaries of disdainful war,
i would limp for the remainder of my disillusioning
life,
thanking the creator for having blessed me with a twin
pair of sturdy feet.

if my persona was brusquely submerged in gruesome
darkness,
dazzling light of the sun seemed as smudged outlines
of molten ice-cream,
i would thank the creator for bestowing upon me the
hind sight of hearing.

if daintily painted coats of my nail got severely
punctured,
the skin peeling off with droplets of pure blood,
i would thank god for embedding hollow sockets of my
arm with iron hands
jutting out.

if infinite hair on my scalp tumbled down in
lackluster unison,
rendering my head resembling a barren ocean; bereft of
goldfish,
i would thank the almighty for endowing me with the
power to regenerate.

if i sporadically lost the gift of eloquent speech,
incorrigibly failing in my attempts to utter the
faintest of sound,
i would heartily thank god for showering me with the
gift of effusive
expression.

if my heartbeats temporarily deserted me at midnight,
my face contorting spasmodically gripped with the
onset of deathly paralysis,
i would convey my thanks to the creator; for atleast
sparing my life.

and if my beloved departed tragically for her
expedition to heaven,
relinquishing me alone in a world of abhorrence and
corruption,
with nostalgic memories of the times we laughed,
broke down into tears at the slightest of provocation,
i would still thank the almighty for the time he kept
her,
for me to obsessively admire; on this earth.


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Thank you

 

Thank you for providing your shoulder; for me to lean upon in my times of inexplicable distress,

Thank you for wiping my tears; when they oozed out profusely all day and night,

Thank you for camouflaging my skin under your garment; when it was wholesomely helpless and unable to face this world,

Thank you for whispering into my ears words of courage and fortitude; when the infiltrators were just about to barge into my camp,

Thank you for standing by my stubborn attitude; sticking to my ideals; even though it meant sacrificing precious years of your life,

Thank you for serving me with appetizing delicacies; preparing food for me according to my whims; even at the middle of freezing night,

Thank you for consoling me incessantly; when dawn seemed far away; and when success was just a short-lived night,

Thank you for pacifying my anger; when in fact if you didn’t; I would have landed in prison for assassinating lecherous mankind,

Thank you for caressing my raw bruises with your soft palms; impregnating in them the divine power to heal at amazing speeds,

Thank you for tolerating my flirtatious tendencies; still accepting me as your husband; inspite of my philandering whenever I got the chance,

Thank you for assisting me in taking the most prudent decision; clutching my body tightly when I felt I would swoon like dead fish on the ground,

Thank you for shaving off unruly strands of beard from my cheek every morning; massaging my scalp vigorously to impart me with Godly rejuvenation,

Thank you for patiently listening to my rebukes; cooling my frazzled senses with the ointment of your romance,

Thank you for keeping our house meticulously clean; spreading the tantalizing perfume of your passionate breath in every corridor that I tread,

Thank you for bearing my progeny; helping me continue my chapter of existence; even decades after I died,

Thank you for making me feel like a man; everytime I felt cowardly; thought of relinquishing this world,

And over and above all thank you for making all my dreams come true; inspiring me to become what the world recognized me today; a good father; a good individual; and most importantly a good human being; to light several other's gloomy day…


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»Tarzan of the jungle

 

He rambunctiously gallivanted through the dense shrubs; swirled at gay
abandon
on extruding creepers of animate trees,

Tenaciously rubbed rotund pieces of flint stone; to incinerate a
smokeless
fire,

Feasted himself on clusters of ripened bananas; a conglomerate of wild
apple
and succulent fruit,

Viciously attacked savage beasts; strangulating the same by mercilessly
grabbing their slender necks,

Garrulously gulped water from the fresh water springs; stooping as low
as he
could to submerge his face entirely in the ravishing water,

Philandered merrily through cloistered underground caves; basking in
the gleam
of the glittering gold coins; with his pet rattler wound round his
neck,

Audaciously crept his hands into venomous spider webs; passionately
fondling
with its serrated tentacles,

Replicated the voices of a host of birds with astoundingly similarity;
meticulously deciphering the meaning conveyed therein,

Clambered up with nonchalant ease; a cluster of tall trees with the
uncanny
agility of a mongoose,
Didn’t mind ravenous mosquitoes sucking his blood; inviting them
chivalrously
to bite his skin,

Intrepidly battled the hostile crocodile on the marshy swamps; snapping
apart
its jaws into minuscule fragments,

Had a severe abhorrence for alien tourists; marauding his privacy with
a fleet
of boats and contemporary contrivances,

Possessed infinite pairs of bulging muscles; which glistened
magnificently
under the golden sun,

Had incongruous wisps of long hair cascading freely down his back;
abnormally
large peripheral eyes resembling the moon,

Ate sumptuous fish raw; after catching them from fathomless distances
beneath
the pellucid stream,

Rode bareback throughout the meandering forest; sitting majestically on
the
back of a striped panther,

Could stare unrelentingly at sun for hours; without flinching the
slightest
portion of his lids,

Communicated adroitly with the wildlife circumventing; using a plethora
of
vibrant insinuations,

Had an armory of pearly teeth; which crept up enchantingly from under
his
luscious lips,

Was oblivious to the prevailing time; day and month of the unveiling
year;
wholesomely relying on the sun and moon to guide his way through,

He had been left years ago by his mother; amongst a cluster of savage
wolves,

Suckled milk from the protuberant teats of his lion mother; sleeping
quietly
as an angel against her fur coated belly,

With a threadbare piece of loin cloth being his sole attire since times
immemorial; he was adeptly christened by all as 'TARZAN OF THE JUNGLE'.




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