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»Sorry

 

I inadvertently broke sparkling glass panes; while
playing cricket,
blurted a pathetic sorry to the outrageous occupants,
before they could take evasive action of slapping me
on my face.

i tickled my little brother with curled strokes of
pigeon feather,
said an innocent sorry when he was on the verge of
erupting into a volley of
abuse.

i woke my mother from tranquil realms of midnight
sleep,
demanding ravishing items to devour as a feast,
uttered a condoling sorry; when she was on the pinnacle
of gaining complete
consciousness.

i gulped nightmarish amounts of scotch whisky,
swung my body like a person strangulated by
uninhibited emotion,
whispered a down to earth sorry when the cops caught
me red-handed.

i brusquely collided head on with the milkman carrying
pails of fresh cream,
toppling them on the ground; with rivulets of milk
radiating all over,
said iterative numbers of sorry; thoroughly condemning
my irate act.

i sketched egg shaped cartoons of my balding math’s
teacher,
pasting the graffiti on the walls for all to relish,
blurted a timidly echoing sorry; when he raised the
cane to whip my satiny
flesh.


i fought like wild cats with my beloved in the day,
causing incorrigible agony to her throbbing heart,
kissed her forehead; saying a sorry which came from
deep within my conscience,
to see her smiling with the same intensity with which
she first wept.
 
»Sound

 

High pitched blaring sound of rock music,
silent gurgling rhyme of partially frozen water.
agonizing screams of deceased for help,
sardonic laughter of affluent sipping grape vine.
rubbing flint stone, produces fiery sound of
malevolence,
evacuated gas from earth core, diffusing into clouds of
noxious smoke.
crisp noises emanate as shoe soles crush dry leaf,
excreted spit falls with soft thud, kissing the ground.
blooming flowers sway, whistle with the air,
throat chords flex, on savage consumption of bone
meal.
pungent voices echo, when lead match brushes sandpaper
corrugations,
scorched earth erupts in raptures on intimate contact
with drizzling water.
mega gas balloons burst with a bang, on mere caress by
pin,
traffic comes to a standstill at instants of security
barking stop.
teeth chatter wildly when hit by chilly draughts of
breeze,
exuberant voices greet the onset of tropical monsoon.
white flamingo's sing in rustic breeze of autumn,
sedate sounds float, from dying embers of crackling
firewood.
i cry with tenacity, wail in hysteria towards the sky,
pray fervently, to bestow all existing” WITH THE SOUND
OF OMNIPRESENT
HAPPINESS'
 
»Spare my heart

 

You could take away all my fingers; mercilessly
feeding them to the unfathomable horde of satanic
wolves; immediately after,
But I would still pray to you cupping my blissfully
pudgy palms; unrelentingly admiring the astounding
versatility of your enamoring creation; O! Almighty
Lord….

You could take away all my toes; barbarically
evaporating them into the aisles of worthless
nothingness,
But I would still pray to you standing on the heel of
my rudimentary feet; intransigently saluting the
celestially panoramic silhouette of your
insurmountably colossal Universe; O! Almighty Lord….

You could take away both my pairs of lips;
disastrously penalizing their poignant pink; with
infinitesimal chunks of sordid mud,
But I would still pray to you tenaciously mumbling
with my rustically indigenous jaws; staring in
profound adulation of your poignantly vivacious
timelessness; O! Almighty Lord…..

You could take away every ingredient of my scarlet
blood; sprinkling the same in torrential spurts over;
nonchalantly lackadaisical globules of acrimoniously
sweltering; desert soil,
But I would still pray to you superbly synchronizing
my profusely impoverished caricature; incessantly
stopping down in due humility of your unconquerably
Omnipotent power; O! Almighty Lord….

You could take away all my voice; abominably blending
each euphorically mesmerizing sound of mine; into the
valley of despicably slandering nothingness,
But I would still pray to you; unflinchingly
meditating in my mind; marvelously kissing every
rhapsodically ebullient element of your priceless
creation; O! Almighty Lord….

You could take away both my shoulders; wholesomely
squelching them to inconspicuous sawdust; before
hurling them towards the famished fleet of; menacingly
growling crocodiles,
But I would still pray to you; dexterously bending my
feet in due obeisance of your; resplendently
everlasting aura which united all mankind; O! Almighty
lord…..

You could take away both my eyes; gruesomely divesting
me of even the most inconspicuously ethereal shade of
light; for the remainder of my long life,
But I would still pray to you; perceiving the mantra
of holistic existence humbly in the corridors of my
tiny brain; altruistically praising your Omniscient
radiance to one and all on this fathomless planet; O!
Almighty lord….

You could take away every iota of my breath;
satanically thrusting me to boundless kilometers
beneath my despondently ghastly corpse,
But I would still pray to you; scrupulously
reminiscing all my fantastically exuberant moments on
mother earth; supremely idolizing your Omnipresent
grace as the sole panacea to harmoniously survive; O!
Almighty Lord…..

And you could take away whatever you wanted from this
penuriously grotesque caricature of mine;
metamorphosing me entirely into the exact color of
dust that you wanted; O! Almighty Lord; but I humbly
request you to spare my passionately palpitating
heart,
As in its center existed the perennially vibrant
melody of my immortal Beloved; whose invincible
fragrance imparted me the fortitude to confront even a
countless deaths in this single birth of mine; and for
whose divinely form; I could relinquish this very
moment; a countless more lifetimes….
 
»Spectacularly majestic life

 

As long as there was a relentless urge to drink the
most enthrallingly ecstatic elixir’s of this
fathomless planet; marvelously satiate the
infuriatingly irascible sensations in the miserably
parched throat,

As long as there was an ardent urge to intrepidly
adventure through the mystically redolent fields of
enchanting life; be mesmerized by the ebulliently
passing winds to the most unprecedented limits,

As long as there was an unflinching urge to zip
through fathomless bits of crystal blue space; feel
tirelessly mollified by the sensations of enthralling
newness timelessly wandering in the celestial
atmosphere,

As long as there was an insatiable urge to get
voraciously tickled in the ribs; by bountifully
tantalizing seductresses; triggering a whirlpool of
unsurpassable desire all throughout the fabric of the
everlasting night,

There was a desire to exhilaratingly breathe; there
was a desire to exist till times beyond infinite
infinity; O! Yes there was spectacularly majestic
life…

1…

As long as there was an unprecedented urge to sight
the limitlessly panoramic beauty of this perennially
bestowing planet; replenish even the most
infinitesimal of your beleaguered senses with its
unbelievably stupendous splendor,

As long as there was an unparalleled urge to
benevolently share; royally assimilate all goodness on
this timelessly Samaritan planet,

As long as there was an irrevocable urge to tirelessly
procreate; magnificently proliferate god’s most
sacrosanct chapter of creation and effulgent newness;
till the very last veritable breath that you exhaled,

As long as there was an incorrigible urge to
artistically evolve; intermingle even the most
inconspicuous speck of your countenance; with the
winds of magically bestowing poetry,

There was a desire to fantastically breathe; there was
a desire to exist in astounding synergy with the belly
of nature divine; O! Yes there was perpetually
insuperable life…

2…


As long as there was an intransigent urge to
mischievously cavort through rain soaked mud; soar
surreally through the mellifluously robust cocoon of
silken clouds,

As long as there was an immutable urge to drown into
the aisles of endless sensuality; let the boundless
oceans of connubial bliss wholesomely transcend over
your every priceless minute,

As long as there was an irretrievable urge to diffuse
convivial laughter; philanthropically ameliorate
sadistically whiplashed living kind; towards an
optimistically brilliant tomorrow,

As long as there was an infallible urge to handsomely
replenish the wildly reverberating pangs of hunger in
your stomach; with the miraculously healing fruits of
robust nature,


There was a desire to charismatically breathe; there
was a desire to exist perennially bonded with your
eternal beloved; O! Yes there was unconquerably
emollient life…

3…

As long as there was an inexorable urge to unveil your
eyes to the rainbows of vivaciously burgeoning
righteousness; forever quell diabolically insidious
crime with the waves of ubiquitous peace and
synergistic humanity,

As long as there was an irrefutable urge to clasp hand
in hand and walk fearlessly forward; stand peerlessly
tall to defend the cause of blazingly patriotic truth,

As long as there was an unending urge to embellish the
body like a newly-wedded bride; live and let live like
an unshakable prince; even though were about to abjure
from every kingly pleasure of survival,

As long as there was an intractable urge to earn your
very own livelihood; royally fend for your own body
and bone; without being a salaciously decrepit
parasite on lame orphanages and kin,

There was a desire to unchallangably breathe; there
was a desire to exist forever huddled as a child in
the impregnable lap of your heavenly mother; O! Yes
there was pristinely magical life…
 
»Speed Breaker

 

Thickened bulges of curved black tarmac,
painted with stripes of brilliant silver white,
right angled patches of dull yellow,
riveted firmly to loose base of mud ground,
bulging handsomely a few inches above the rock bottom
base,
blended with coats of sand and dust in the summer day,
smeared partially with slimy drops of car oil,
kissed hard by bulky tyre tread trespassing,
found virtually on every open street of the city,
and mammoth empty patches of the national highway,
an obnoxious hazard prompting reduction of electric
speed,
repetitive squealing of brakes in close vicinity of
its periphery,
few meters of air-borne journeys after a head-on
confrontation,
existing in variable sizes of ultra large, medium and
baby stretch of wax
mould,
getting a few hours of disturbed sleep after the clock
hour strikes
midnight,
i the speed breaker warn you of the following,

never drive at nerve wrecking speed,
compress lever bars of the dipper while overtaking at
night,
transform all groans into smiles while on the driving
wheel,
don’t gallop at fast speed when the alcohol meter
overflows in your body,
give the underprivileged pedestrians on foot faint
chances to cross the road,
and last of all bear this in top shelves of your mind
forever,
slacken wheel speed to zero as and when you approach a
SPEED BREAKER.
 
»Stages of a day

 

YOGIC EXERCISE WITH heavy breathing,
drenching of self with tepid water,
chanting of prayers in murky light,
complete visualization of tasks performed,
cup of frosty scalding tea at dawn,
sizzling breakfast at peak of sunrise,
a glass of crushed carrot juice,
with few milligrams of vitamin extract,
followed by a game of long tennis in evergreen lawns,
fast rides in bullet proof sports car,
zipping across snowy landscapes at inches from ground,
few hours of concentrated work at office,
pure vegetable meal at noontime,
packed warm in hi tech aluminum foil,
succeeded by perpetual sound doze,
on cushioned chair overlooking a stream,
attentive discourse evening sessions,
equally speedy return to place of dwelling,
a game of chess with multi-chipped computer,
wiping of sweat with moist cologne tissue,
a ravishing night meal of mixed steak and red wine,
few hours watching television,
followed by rigorous walk in lush green grass,
accompanied by solving crossword puzzles,
and a thunderous collapse on the foam mattress,
with all energy converted to loud snores,
is how I would like to live a single day.
 
»Spirit never dies

 

Artists die; their art never dies,
Trees die; their wind never dies,
Music dies; its tunes never die,
Birds die; its flight never dies,
Roses die; their scent never dies,
Ocean die; their tanginess never dies,
Eyes die; their empathy never dies,
Fires die; their passion never dies,
Forests die; their mysticism never dies,
Clouds die; their enchantment never dies,
Moonlight dies; its resplendence never dies,
Peacocks die; their dance never dies,
Kings die; their royalty never dies,
Time dies; its essence never dies,
Moments die; their memories never die,
Light dies; its horizons never die,
Sportsmen die; their euphoria never dies,
Humanitarians die; their philanthropism never dies,
Lips die; their smiles never die,
Kisses die; their intensity never dies,
Soldiers die; their bravery never dies,
Courtesans die; their seduction never dies,
Ink dies; its literature never dies,
Idols die; their morals never die,
Eagles die; their majesty never dies,
Caresses die; their compassion never dies,
Echoes die; their enigma never dies,
Footsteps die; their path never dies,
Saints die; their blessings never die,
Storms die; their flamboyance never dies,
Cuckoos die; their dawn never dies,
Embraces die; their warmth never dies,
Beehives die; their sweetness never dies,
Shadows die; their incantation never dies,
Lightening dies; its exhilaration never dies,
Beauty dies; its fragrance never dies,
Pioneers die; their conviction never dies,
Conjurers die; their magic never dies,
Philosophers die; their ideals never die,
Waterfalls die; their exuberance never dies,
Fantasises die; their excitement never dies,
Exemplaries die; their reflection never dies,
Explorers die; their expedition never dies,
Clocks die; their time never dies,
Muscles die; their ardour never dies,
Desires die; their fascination never dies,
Relationships die; their intimacy never dies,
Fairies die; their innocence never dies,
Crops die; their soil never dies,
Deeds die; their virtue never dies,
Styles die; their grace never dies,
Castles die; their grandiloquence never dies,
Mothers die; their tenderness never dies,
Civilizations die; their rudiments never die,
Religion dies; its equality never dies,
Palms die; their destiny never dies,
Blood dies; its poignancy never dies,
Revolution dies; its belligerence never dies,
Winks die; their flirtation never dies,
Food dies; its taste never dies,
Flesh dies; its character never dies,
Brain dies; its ideas never die,
Squirrel dies; its vivaciousness never dies,
Perspiration dies; its perseverance never dies,
Fingers die; their signature never dies,
Language dies; its expression never dies,
Exhibitions die; their masterpieces never die,
Exemplifications die; their experiences never die,
Gladiators die; their brazenness never dies,
Glaciers die; their rejuvenation never dies,
Color dies; its vibrancy never dies,
Poet dies; his poetry never dies,
Messiahs die; their truth never dies,
Panthers die; their growl never dies,
Awards die; their triumph never dies,
Nightingale dies; its melody never dies,
Fabric dies; its shelter never dies,
Horse dies; its gallop never dies,
Caves die; their voluptuousness never dies,
Designs die; their harmony never dies,
Comrades die; their friendship never dies,
Whistles die; their ebullience never dies,
Events die; their activity never dies,
Species die; their impressions never die,
Night dies; its captivation never dies,
Mission dies; its optimism never dies,
Solitude dies; its contentment never dies,
Dolphins die; their animation never dies,
Spiders die; their webs never die,
Youth dies; its exultation never dies,
Entrepreneurs die; their vision never dies,
Renaissance dies; its freedom never dies,
Lovers die; their love never dies,
Heart dies; its beats never die,
Body dies; its benevolence never dies,
Breath dies; its omnipotence never dies,
And life dies; but its spirit never dies…
 
»Squint eyed

 

Some presumed that I was staring towards the sky;
while some felt that I gazed towards the gutter
flowing across cold ground,

Some presumed that I was staring as straight as an
arrow towards the blackboard; while some felt that I
was flirting around with beautiful girls sitting by
the corner,

Some presumed that I was staring towards the scarlet
cherries strewn on the embellished dining table; while
some felt that I was conversing merrily with my
revered mother,

Some presumed that I was staring at the haystack
trying to search for the inconspicuous little needle;
while some felt that I was trying to capture the
bull's attention to get stupidly gored,

Some presumed that I was staring at the fleet of birds
flying high and handsome in air; while some felt that
I peering down the crease of my garishly striped pant,

Some presumed that I was staring pleadingly at my Boss
spuriously adorned on the golden chair; while some
felt that I was capriciously looking out of the
ventilator fitted a few inches beneath the square
ceiling,

Some presumed that I was staring at the boisterous
street inundated with normal pedestrians and swanky
cars; while some felt that I was watching television;
lazily dozing in the plush drawing room,

Some presumed that I was staring at fish in the waters
of the ocean; while some felt that I profoundly
admired the stars shine,

Some presumed that I was staring relentlessly at my
wife; while some felt that my gaze was furtively
concentrated on the exotically alluring neighboring
window,

Some presumed that I was staring
at the mosquitoes
hovering incessantly around my nose; while some felt
that I was appreciating the grizzly lizard
incorrigibly stuck to the middle of the ceiling,

Some presumed that I was staring at the pages of the
literary textbook; while some felt that I was trying
to peevishly count the number of hair on my silken
scalp,

Some presumed that I was staring into the bathroom
mirror for hours immemorial; while some felt that I
followed every movement of the sordid cockroach on the
sparkling white floor,

Some presumed that I was staring unforgivingly at the
hideous monster; while some felt that I was in the
midst of blissfully mesmerizing fantasy; voraciously
rolling my eyeballs from side to side,

Some presumed that I was staring at the festoon of
crimson roses sprouting in voluptuous tandem from the
soil; while some felt that I was violently searching
for my loved ones in brilliant daylight,

Some presumed that I was staring innocuously at the
Judge seated on the cradle of irrefutable justice;
while some felt that I looked towards the floor in
cowardly guilty submission,

Some presumed that I was staring at my watch adroitly
wound across my wrist; while some felt that I looked
wistfully at the clouds; anticipating thunderbolts of
tantalizing rain,

Some presumed that I was staring at the statue of my
God placed dead straight; while some felt that I was
haphazardly searching for my way on the crowded and
bustling lane,

Some presumed that I was staring at her celestially
romantic doorstep; while some felt that I was gazing
at the old mans forehead,

Some presumed that I was staring at the opalescent
fountains fulminating at astronomical heights in the
serene atmosphere; while some felt that I nodded every
now and then at my vaguely obscure shadow on the
ground,

And although I might be squint eyed; I was still
better than most of you would ever think; as I
possessed this inherently uncanny ability to
completely fool whomsoever I desired; whenever I
wanted; which you miserably failed to imbibe the
slightest; even though you had two pairs of perfect
eyes; during the course of your entire lifetime…
 
»Stamp

 

Every envelope needed a stamp of indispensable
denomination; in order to successfully deport and
proficiently reach its consummate place of
destination,

Every writer needed a stamp of is publisher as well as
his consortium of ardent admirers; in order to gain
profound inspiration and surge ahead with flamboyance
in life,

Every mountain needed the stamp of blistering Sun; in
order to feel pompously elated and tower handsomely
towards open patches of blue sky,

Every dog needed the stamp of its master; in order to
incessantly wag its tail in exuberant happiness;
loyally guard colossal property that lay perilously
vulnerable all throughout the treacherous night,

Every mother needed the stamp of her innocuous child;
in order to make her life complete in all respects; in
order to make her realize that she was indeed the
richest woman alive,

Every palm needed the stamp of enigmatic lines; in
order to provide it the unfathomably mystical and rich
luxury of destiny,

Every horse needed the stamp of its rider; in order to
gallop majestically through undulating expanse of
boundless land; win the race amidst countless other of
its kin and kind,

Every pen needed the stamp of its manufacturer; in
order to optimistically emboss unsurpassable lines of
exquisite literature; keep indefatigably writing with
tumultuous confidence,

Every ocean needed the stamp of its vivaciously
swirling waves; in order to portray to the world that
it was turbulently tangy and a stupendously
magnificent sight,

Every chest needed the stamp of impeccable fabric; in
order to accentuate its robustly bulging contours to
the outside world; present itself congenially and
blend superbly with the intricacies civilized society,

Every day needed the stamp of date; in order to depict
its overwhelmingly vital significance; keep in tandem
with the exact unleashing of whirlwind time,

Every meadow of green grass needed the stamp of the
sacrosanct cow; in order to prove that it was indeed
the most exotic food found on this planet; had
encompassed in its blades all the inevitable
ingredients to sustain life,

Every web woven with slimy thread needed the stamp of
the long legged spider; in order to cast its
mystically enigmatic impression on the aliens who
faintly witnessed it,

Every boat needed the stamp of a captain; in order
maneuver adroitly through the stormy waters; transport
its scores of insurmountably nostalgic passengers;
safely to the welcome shores,

Every jeweled throne needed the stamp of a prince; in
order to continue its lineage of oligarchic legacy;
look incredulously royal even under the most
diminutive rays of moonlight,

Every skeleton needed the stamp of rubicund flesh; in
order to tenaciously move; rise up with inexorable
resilience to each horrendous barricade of life,
Every kettle needed the stamp of reinvigorating
sizzling brown tea; in order that people caressed its
glistening periphery with loads of compassionate
warmth,

Every shoe needed the stamp of bohemian foot; in order
to kick rhapsodically in ebullient atmosphere; hurl
itself with rampant freedom to every nook and cranny
that it liked,

Every eye needed the stamp of sparkling vision; in
order to profusely engross and admire the unfathomable
number of sights that existed bountifully in this
world,

Every tongue needed the stamp of commanding voice; in
order to make its presence felt amongst a horde of
wolves; and celestially survive,

And every heart needed the stamp of immortal love; to
passionately palpitate not only in life; but even
infinite years after inevitable death….
 
»Stark Naked

 

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally austere uniform of the disciplinarian policeman; which contained not even the most infinitesimal insinuation of a salaciously decrepit blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally checkered uniform of the Spartan taxi-driver; which contained not even the most insouciant insinuation of a diabolically slavering blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally impeccable uniform of the persevering butler; which contained not even the most lackadaisical insinuation of a penuriously tawdry blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally shrewd uniform of the negotiating politician; which contained not even the most intangible insinuation of a bawdily ghoulish blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally simplistic uniform of the emotionless waiter; which contained not even the most invisible insinuation of a wretchedly tyrannical blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally hygienic uniform of the clinical doctor; which contained not even the most inconspicuous insinuation of a dingily flagrant blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally stretchable uniform of the unflinching athlete; which contained not even the most parsimonious insinuation of a devilishly imbecile blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally flannel uniform of the laconic clerk; which contained not even the most infidel insinuation of a vindictively truculent blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally navy-blue uniform of the impoverished sweeper; which contained not even the most transient insinuation of a licentiously incoherent blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally professional uniform of the unnerved business magnate; which contained not even the most ethereal insinuation of a satanically incongruous blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally straightened uniform of the stringent school teacher; which contained not even the most ephemeral insinuation of a pugnaciously devastating blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally sanctimonious uniform of the artificial air-hostess; which contained not even the most evanescent insinuation of a devilishly treacherous blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally crisp uniform of the reticent barber; which contained not even the most fugitive insinuation of a wickedly sacrilegious blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally brackish uniform of the obdurate fisherman; which contained not even the most disappearing insinuation of a nonchalantly unsolicited blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally plaintive uniform of the mechanical ombudsman; which contained not even the most oblivious insinuation of a hedonistically lambasting blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally calibrated uniform of the robotic engineer; which contained not even the most obfuscated insinuation of a preposterously delirious blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally grey uniform of the perfectionist cobbler; which contained not even the most diminishing insinuation of a hideously sadistic blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally labeled uniform of the tireless concierge; which contained not even the most sequestered insinuation of a sinfully sordid blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally scented uniform of the nonplussed priest; which contained not even the most obsolete insinuation of a dastardly balderdash blemish,

But yet; and inevitably yet; irrespective of the caste; creed; religion; race or the most unsurpassably undefeated aura of the formal uniform adorning it; the heart beneath it was unabashedly free; the heart beneath it was unbelievably emotional; the heart beneath it was insuperably humanitarian; O! yes the heart beneath the chest was stark naked…