I Did Know For Sure

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like profusely staring only at your majestically sparkling eyes; abominably brushing aside infinite other eyes; on this bountifully colossal Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like poignantly caressing only your voluptuously sensuous lips; disdainfully trampling aside infinite other lips; on this marvelously gigantic Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like seductively fondling only your ravishingly tantalizing hair; uncouthly leaving aside infinite other hair; on the trajectory of this resplendently twinkling Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like ardently listening to only your spell bindingly Omnipotent voice; ruthlessly leaving aside infinite other voices; on
this gigantically mesmerizing Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like patriotically saluting only your benevolently philanthropic ideals; wholesomely leaving aside infinite other ideals; on this astronomically aristocratic Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like irrefutably worshipping only your regally divine feet; entirely brushing aside infinite other feet; on this fathomlessly vivacious Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like irretrievably intermingling my destiny only with your immaculate palms; intransigently brushing aside infinite other palms; on this magnificently panoramic Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like timelessly dancing only with your sensuously rhapsodic form all night; unequivocally brushing aside infinite other forms; on this vividly enthralling Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like ebulliently blending only with your exuberantly glistening sweat; insipidly brushing aside infinite other sweat; on
this stupendously charismatic Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like amiably bonding only with your pristine fingers; nonchalantly brushing aside infinite other fingers; on this gregariously boundless Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like divinely coalescing only with your humanitarian nature; mockingly brushing aside infinite other nature's; on this jubilantly triumphantly Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like uninhibitedly sharing only with your everlastingly enchanting soul; unsparingly brushing aside infinite other soul's; on this ingratiatingly charming Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like mischievously flirting with only your gorgeously robust cheeks; ingloriously brushing aside infinite other cheeks; on this vibrantly rhapsodic Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like immaculately nibbling only your handsomely embellished neck; rampantly brushing aside infinite other neck's;
on this endlessly mesmerizing Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like fervently idolizing only your innovatively discovering brain; worthlessly brushing aside other brains; on this unfathomably fabulous Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like tirelessly smelling only your ebullient ecstatic fragrance; snobbishly brushing aside infinite other fragrance's; on the unsurpassably enigmatic periphery of this scintillating Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like perennially melanging only with your compassionately crimson blood; phlegmatically brushing aside infinite other blood; on the garden of this exotically enticing Universe,

I really didn't know as to why did I feel like impregnably bonding only with your majestically titillating breath; indiscriminately brushing aside infinite other breath's; on this emolliently celestial Universe,

But one thing I did know for sure; as to why did I feel like immortally uniting with every beat of your passionately Godly heart; lackadaisically brushing aside infinite other hearts; on this unbelievably blooming Universe,

It was because I had started liking you more than I could ever desire my very own breath; it was because I had unconquerably transcended over all other treasures
of this sparkling Universe; eventually stumbling upon the ultimate paradise called; love; love and only unassailable love.

I Couldn't Bear To See

I couldn't bear to see innocuous children being brutally tormented; orphans being whipped mercilessly by uncouth society,

I couldn't bear to see the crystalline sea waters being polluted by tones of barbaric oil; fishes and the vivacious aquatic life dying as an aftermath,

I couldn't bear to see burglars dexterously ripping wallets of the impeccable pedestrians; indiscriminately marauding the historical heritage of the country,

I couldn't bear to see stray dogs shivering incessantly in chilly currents of wind; occasionally meeting their ends colliding with swanky cars,

I couldn't bear to see hysterical wailing of the lunatics; the mental delirium they were in; for no fault of theirs,

I couldn't bear to see mangled debris scattered incoherently after the car crash; the lifeless bodies being extricated from the interiors,

I couldn't bear to see the old and severely crippled being ridiculed at; the ostentatious society making a blatant travesty of the blind,

I couldn't bear to see bedraggled urchins sleeping on the stony ground; while the handsomely opulent stashed their heads beneath quilts of fur and embroidered satin,

I couldn't bear to see robust birds soaring merrily in the sky plummeting towards the soil; as hunters shot pugnacious arrows in their wings,

I couldn't bear to see irate mobs incinerating people alive; rampant communalism spreading its deleterious roots far and wide,

I couldn't bear to see turbulent earthquakes reverberating the city; leading to the inevitable collapse of high rise buildings,

I couldn't bear to see arid patches of land with the sun blazing to full tenacity; scores of people strewn like dilapidated debris; profoundly deprived of cool water,

I couldn't bear to see children being made to work; slave for inhuman individuals; who rebuked them worse than animals,

I couldn't bear to see lush green blades of grass transiting to a pallid brown; clusters of fruit and leaf withering from the tree,

I couldn't bear to see nuclear missiles decimating blissful townships; the common man made an unsuspecting victim in the power play of politicians,

I couldn't bear to see soldiers succumbing to a ghastly death in war; in valiant attempts to save their motherland,

I couldn't bear to see the illiterate drinking contaminated water; contracting a
plethora of lethal disease as a manifestation,

I couldn't bear to see lifeless bodies lying in a heap unattended; with the siblings portraying nonchalance of spending money to cremate them,

I couldn't bear to see a single droplet of blood oozing from the body; the slightest of tribulation and anguish that one could face,

So it is my fervent plea to you O! omnipotent Almighty; to either impregnate in me the courage to witness sorrow; or besiege me in your magnanimous arms; where I can view nothing but immortal love.

I Care A Damn About This World

When I was poor and begging on the streets with my arms stretched; they said that I didn't have skill to earn money,

When I was fast asleep on the bed drowned in realms of exotic fantasy; they said that I was lazy and fit for nothing,

When I was walking at electric speeds through the lanes; they said that I a trifle too active; fidgeted about without any rhyme or reason,

When I was merrily eating breakfast; they said that I had a gargantuan appetite,

When I gallivanted mischievously on my bicycle; they said that I simply
couldn't afford a car,

When I recited stanzas from the Shakespeare without stuttering the slightest; they said that I had consumed steroids,

When I donated mammoth sums of money for the betterment of the orphaned; they said that I had ulterior motives behind my chivalrous pretence,

When I diligently took bath thrice a day; they said that I was wasting precious water,

When I smiled sympathetically towards the destitute women; they said that I had lecherous intents,

When I danced in ecstatic jubilation; they said that I was polluting the atmosphere with my horrendous tunes,

When I inadvertently killed mosquitoes hovering around my eardrum; they said that I had committed gruesome murder,

When I inevitably sneezed in a cloud of obnoxious smoke; they said that I contaminated the ambience with my spit,

When I looked at my watch from time to time; waiting anxiously for my wife; they said that I had maniacal tendencies,

When I blissfully read books on literature; they said that I was wasting and condemning precious time,

When I wrote volumes of poetry propagating the spirit of mankind; they said that I was a disdainful piece of burden on the surface of earth,
When I assiduously worked on the computer screen for hours on the trot; they said that I was thoroughly rebuking the pen,

When I boisterously swam in the ocean; they said that I was endangering the aquatic fish,

When I amicably patted my pet dog; they said that I had simply no sense of health and hygiene,

When I covered myself with a quilt to evade the freezing world; they said that I was a coward of the highest degree,

When I stared passionately at my beloved; they said that I had just been released
from the mental asylum,

When I sometimes spoke in innocent whispers; they said that I resembled a new
born child,

When I lit a candle to pray to god; they said that I had deliberately broken the enchantment of the night,

When I commenced my journey towards the 100th floor of the building in the escalator; they said that I had no legs of mine at all,

When I sketched the enamoring shapes of the valley with my rustic paints; they said that I didn't posses the ability to write,

When I incessantly lay on the feet of my mother; they said that I was entirely oblivious to the vagaries of this world,

When I meticulously solved mind boggling puzzles of arithmetic; they said that I was very commercial minded,

When I sipped apple juice from the scintillating glass; they said that I stripped several others to satiate my hunger,

When I chewed my nails in raw nervousness; they said that I lacked all ethical values; belonged to the indigenous society,

When I cried vociferously; lamenting the loss of my beloved; they said that it simply a cover to sequester the fact that I had murdered her,

When I worked like a dog in office to achieve astronomical limits; they said that I was a workaholic completely disoriented from the spiritual world,
When I locked my house at night to guard my family against evil; they said that I lacked the virtue of being fearless,

When I fixed the tyre of my car after it had got punctured; they said that I looked like a mechanic,

When I shaved unruly strands of beard from my cheek at dawn; they said that I appeared like a shy girl,

When I hurled a volley of abuse at the thieves intimidating a priest; they said that I was ill-mannered and uncultured,

When I engulfed my forehead with a flabby cap in the peak of summer; they said that I was trying to hide my baldness,

When I went to the temple without wearing my shoes; they said that I didn't have the capacity to purchase one,

When I went to meditate blissfully in the heart of the jungle; they said that I had suddenly metamorphosed into an insane relic,

When I gulped pure and holistically radiant vegetable food; they said that I was trying to disrupt the eco-system,

When I spoke in the language prevalent in my country; they said that I profoundly castigated all other dialects,

When I enveloped my persona in a jet black shirt; they said that I had an aversion for impeccable white,

When I stood tall and domineering in the crowd; they said that I was being showing off and pretending to be bombastic,

When I clenched my teeth in supreme anger; they said that I was trying to display the color of my foreign toothpaste,

When I blew mystical whistles from my mouth; they said that I was trying to be cheeky with young maidens,

When I served milk to all the starved I encountered in the hutments; they said that I had blended poison in prolific quantities,
 
When I slept with my feet facing the opposite side of the church; they said that God resides everywhere,
When I expressed my philanthropic wish to donate blood; they said that the reason for my being so benign was because I had deadly aids,

When I transgressed barechested on the grass to relieve my overwhelming tension; they said that I suddenly become bankrupt,

When I procreated a battalion of children to continue the chapter of my existence; they said that I had indulged in licentious and sinful acts,

When I viewed images from the television at close quarters after my meals; they said that I was addicted to sleazy entertainment,

When I wore shimmering gemstones on my fingers to have an impact on my destiny; they said that I had furtively stolen them,

When I ploughed the soil onerously to sow food grains; they said that I was committing barbaric acts of brutalizing the soil,

When I passionately uttered I Love You with fire in my eyes; they said that I had memorized it several times from the contemporary textbooks,

No matter what I did; they always opposed me; even if I was irrefutably right and on the path to serve humanity; poking their noses ominously into my affairs; making my life worse than the island of hell every minute; and that's when I said to the Almighty
Lord; that I cared a damn about this world

I Can't believe

I can't believe that there were eyes more beautiful than yours in this entire Universe; the poignant empathy they bestowed on every soul they glimpsed,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were hair more ravishing than yours in this entire Universe; the voluptuously satin caress they radiated; as they vivaciously swished,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were lips more enchanting than yours in this entire Universe; the amicable smile that incarcerated the most remotest of alien in their
compassionate swirl,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were palms more mystical than yours in this entire Universe; the labyrinth of irrefutably determined lines that entirely enveloped your flawless skin,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were footprints more perpetual than yours in this entire Universe; the embodiments of priceless solidarity they left on every path they resolutely tread,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were expressions more effusive than yours in this entire Universe; the boisterous ardor they embedded in one and all; imparting life at the very tenterhooks of extinction,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were breaths more passionate than yours in this entire Universe; the immortal virtue with which they metamorphosed lifeless souls beneath the corpse to blissfully alive,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I can't believe that there were beats more romantic than yours in this entire Universe; the unrelenting tenacity with which your heart palpitated; solely for the person
it loved,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

And I can't believe that there was a life more fulfilling than yours in this entire Universe; devoting each of its unfurling seconds to the philanthropically uninhibited service of dwindling mankind,
And if there was indeed; then I was prepared to die before death actually occurred; this very moment today.

I Am Only; My Heart's Slave

I might not earn even an infinitesimal penny in the entire of my lifetime; discordantly wailing on the preposterously penurious streets,

I might get ruthlessly kicked at every quarter of the acridly conventional society; for paving an irrefutably sparkling path of my very own,

I might disdainfully stumble on every step that I tread; staggering in the aisles of remorseful nothingness as I valiantly followed the path of irrefutably philanthropic righteousness,

I might not savor even the most inconspicuous of accolade throughout the tenure of my entire life; being brutally squelched into my grave by the tyrannically thwarted world,

Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its invincibly mesmerizing and timeless beats; do exactly what it says.

1.

I might treacherously lose even the most capricious iota of my voice; torturously overpowered by the uncouth globe from all sides,

I might get unsparingly maimed for the remainder of my life; as the rampantly marauding devils; snapped the fangs of my existence even before I could emanate my
first breath,

I might spend every unfurling second of the day in gruesomely morbid darkness; as the parasites of hell invidiously gouged my eyes; for ostensibly no fault of mine,

I might find myself incarcerated behind the diabolically sordid prison bars; as all superpowers of the earth incarcerated me for not blending with corridors of spurious ostentation and manipulative malice,
Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its poignantly seductive and unconquerable
beats; do exactly what it says.

2.

I might pathetically coalesce with ominously threadbare dust for times immemorial; dissipating into an infinite fragments as the planet outside massacred
me left; right and sensitive center,

I might disappear forever into realms of nonchalantly lackadaisical oblivion; as elements of the barbarically ostracizing society didn't tolerate the waves of uninhibited freedom; perpetually enshrouding my soul,

I might have to devour savagely coldblooded stones for each of my meals; as the planet preferred to give even the most fetid leftovers of their food; to the dogs in
the street instead,

I might inadvertently cause anguish to all around me; as they couldn't bear to see an organism not blending with their barrels of sleazy wine and pompously
pretentious cigar smoke,

Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its  triumphantly exhilarating and godly
beats; do exactly what it says.

3.

I might confront  boundless wars of gory prejudice; with the entire world outside endeavoring their best to horrifically pulverize even the most non-existent
bone of my nimble spine,

I might not even get a place to sequester my scalp in the heart of freezing midnight; with every conceivable dwelling on this fathomless earth; scornfully
thrusting the door in my solitary face,

I might find myself deeper and deeper into my coffin as the minutes unveiled; with even the most intricate of my veins truculently ripped apart by watchdogs of
the whipping society,

I might waft the last breath of my destined life; with my pockets harboring nothing else but unparalleled love; worthless dust and indescribable poverty,

Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its tantalizingly fascinating and immortal
beats; do exactly what it says.

I Am In Love

What was this O! Lord; that my lips refrained to speak; sung mystical tunes instead while walking on the streets?

What was this O! Lord; that my fingers incorrigibly refused to write; drawing incoherent shapes in the mud instead?

What was this O! Lord; that my eyes stared wildly in open space; instead of shutting down under the blistering sun?

What was this O! Lord; that I forgot to have my afternoon meals; when normally I was the first one to finish food in our family?

What was this O! Lord; that I dreamt even while signing checks; entering in mind boggling amounts; that eventually left me bankrupt?

What was this O! Lord; that I erupted out in fantasies of my childhood; when infact I was supposed to give a lecture on Business Economics?

What was this O! Lord; that I crashed head on with the waiter carrying a tray full of pastry; when infact I had already sighted him from miles apart?

What was this O! Lord; that I presumed it to be brilliant afternoon; when actually it was just a little before midnight?

What was this O! Lord; that I barged my car right into the hotel coffee shop; instead of parking it outside and walking down the distance?

What was this O! Lord; that I cut my hands severely while chopping vegetables; when infact there was superb synchronization between the knife and my little finger?

What was this O! Lord; that I gasped for breath like a dead man; when infact I had just arisen from bed after infinite hours of blissful sleep?

What was this O! Lord; that a sheepish grin encompassed the contours of my face all day; when usually I was extremely stringent in my behavior?

What was this O! Lord; that I reached the ghastly graveyard; when infact I was headed for attending prayers in church?

What was this O! Lord; that I embraced an old woman on the verge of relinquishing breath; cognizing her to be the girl of my dreams?
What was this O! Lord; that the blood in my veins ran at electric speeds; inspite of my medical practitioner ruling out any chance of blood pressure?

And what was this O! Lord; that my heart palpitated at a million beats per minute; although she resided continent's apart?

You know what; your guess is as good as mine; and there was simply no rhyme or reason to defy it; for I think that the inevitable has happened; I was struck by the same fever as millions of my kind are struck every day; O! Yes I think I am in love.

I Failed

Without you; I was no doubt able to hold the bouquet of redolently mesmerizing flowers in my palms; capsizing them forcefully with my tiny fists,
But try as hard as I could; I miserably failed; every time I probed to smell; even an inconspicuous iota of their wonderfully enchanting and exotically tingling essence.

Without you; I was no doubt able to uplift my diminutively impoverished body from cold ground; formidably ensuring the grip of my soles with loose chunks of orphaned soil,
But try as hard as I could; I pathetically failed; every time I attempted to walk; collapsing worse than a pack of soggy cards to lick dust; even before I could alight an infinitesimal bit of foot.

Without you; I was no doubt able to put food in the interiors of my miserably slavering mouth; vehemently pushing it from all sides,
But try as hard as I could; I indefatigably failed; every time I endeavored to swallow; vomiting every morsel with ignominious castigation out of my belly; even before it could venture a lackadaisical trifle down my famished throat.

Without you; I was no doubt able to witness the passionately singing nightingale; using the most contemporarily robotic contraptions to keep my eyes wide open,
But try as hard as I could; I ludicrously failed; every time I insatiably craved to hear; with all rhapsody metamorphosing into dumb nothingness; fathomless kilometers before it reached my ears.

Without you; I was no doubt able to sleep; inundating my withering bloodstream; with an unsurpassable battalion of profusely sedating drugs,
But try as hard as I could; I penuriously failed; every time I maneuvered my mind to fantasize; with each dream of mine transiting into nightmares more diabolical than what hell could be; stabbing me to a ghastly absolution.

Without you; I was no doubt able to march amidst overwhelmingly bustling crowds; trudging my insidiously lackluster countenance past them at snails pace,
But try as hard as I could; I irrevocably failed; every time I wanted to discerningly acknowledge; with the planet outside seeming a devastatingly crippled blur; eventually disappearing into the aisles of obsolete nothingness.

Without you; I was no doubt able to witness glorious sunlight shimmering on my dreary skin; as I lay curled like an aimless serpent; waiting to be treacherously
squelched by all mankind,
But try as hard as I could; I immutably failed; every time I desired to enjoy the sensuous warmth; shivering in devastated submission; although it was now
well past mid-afternoon.

Without you; I was no doubt able to lackadaisically breathe; with an unsurpassable battalion of conventional equipment pricking each of my bleary nerve; a hostile fleet of antiseptic needle finding their way in; well beneath my ridiculously shriveled
veins,
But try as hard as I could; I embarrassingly failed; every time I wanted to exuberantly soar; with the brilliantly shimmering world outside; transforming for me into a black wall; of despicably barbaric worthlessness.

And without you O! Beloved; I was no doubt pulsating with fragile heartbeats; taking fathomless gallons of air in my hopelessly punctured lungs; enshrouded with
a boundless army of life support systems from all sides,
But try as hard as I could; I irrefutably failed; every time I wanted to love and live; embedding my entire visage deeper and deeper beneath my gory grave; with each unveiling instant of my artificially vibrant life.

Husband & wife

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most beautifully emollient girl on this fathomless Universe; whose scent of philanthropic humanity transcended me to a level greater than the Gods,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me
she was the most resplendently enamoring girl on this boundless Universe;
whose infallibly unflinching optimism aroused me from even the most ghastliest of my corpse,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most sensuously inebriating girl on this limitless Universe; whose tantalizingly undefeated shadows put my soul to an eternal trance,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most mellifluously vivid girl on this timeless Universe; whose royally humanitarian voice; put an abrupt end to all my satanic miseries and sorrow,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most astoundingly eclectic girl on this ebullient Universe; whose divinely splendor metamorphosed me into an atmosphere of inimitable pricelessness,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most benevolently fragrant girl on this gigantic Universe; whose altruistic simplicity perpetuated me to dedicate my entire life to the service of all living kind,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most triumphantly truthful girl on this limitless Universe; whose essence of unparalleled righteousness granted me more and more strength to combat all parasitically evil; every unfurling minute of the day,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most endlessly enchanting girl on this unceasing Universe; whose spell bindingly innocuous eyes made me a grasshopper ardently hopping under the rain,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most artistically gifted girl on this effulgent Universe; whose unassailable virility engendered me to proliferate into infinite more of my synergistic kind,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most boisterously effervescent girl on this unconquerable Universe; whose perennially undying energy made me inexhaustibly surge forward towards the ultimate mission and epitome of my life,
I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most blessedly impeccable girl on this ever-pervading Universe; whose aristocratically rubicund lips wholesomely sealed every pathway of ruthless devastation in my life,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most indomitably ecstatic girl on this amazing Universe; whose one fugitive glance made me feel as if I was the richest entity on earth alive,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most inimitably enigmatic girl on this undaunted Universe; whose ravishingly nubile skin ignited tremors of unprecedented exhilaration in my mind; body and soul,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most brilliantly endowed girl on this inscrutable Universe; whose intrepidly tingling trails propelled me to adventure fearlessly bare-chested for the remainder of my life,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most pristinely unfettered girl on this iridescent Universe; whose insuperably venerated eyelashes tirelessly signaled to me to embrace the religion of egalitarian humanity,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most beautifully bountiful girl on this unbelievable Universe; whose singleton hiss of the throat made me feel as if the entire planet around; was my unshakable friend,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most indisputably faithful girl on this colossal Universe; whose Omnipotent sincerity forever made me envisage planet earth as a sky of united innovation,

I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most fierily euphoric girl on this perspicacious Universe; whose articulately celestial fingers oozed a cistern of perennial nectar on even the most hopelessly barren path that I transgressed,

And I really didn't think as to whether or not she thought about me; as for me she was the most immortally passionate girl on this unbridled Universe; whose every unconquerable heartbeat drew me more closer and closer to her divinely form; and without even me and her realizing the slightest; made us forever and ever and ever
as "Husband & Wife".

Hunger For hunger

Hunger for inimitably insatiable fame; an inherent longing to be known by the entire Universe; for every philanthropically ingenious thing that you ever did,

Hunger for even the most infinitesimally sparkling fruits of Mother Nature; blissfully replenishing your diabolically emaciated intestines; with the gifts of symbiotically natural creation,

Hunger for fathomless rays of the Omnipotent Sun; brilliantly streaming each morning through your window; wondrously ameliorating your brutally frazzled soul; to the aisles of unassailable paradise,

Hunger for inscrutably tantalizing adventure; the timelessly mystical pathways of the uncannily exhilarating and unknown; greeting you wholeheartedly at every juncture of life,

Hunger for majestically unparalleled aristocracy; unceasingly languishing in the most pricelessly embellished castles; and seated upon the ultimate throne of superiority; with countless more of your fellow kind,

Hunger for indefatigably assimilating the principles of symbiotic existence; and then tirelessly applying the same in even the most ephemeral aspect of your life,

Hunger for acquiring every penny of wealth that exists on the trajectory of this boundless earth; so that you could perennially ensure that none of your fellow
living beings; slept a devilishly famished stomach in the heartless night,

Hunger for blazingly sky-rocketing to the absolute apogee of Everest; from where you could endlessly sight every single speck of this unconquerably royal Universe,

Hunger for the waves of stupendously mellifluous music to profoundly engulf every arena of life; so that even the most infidel instance of inexplicable grief; was forever metamorphosed into the melody of happiness,

Hunger for limitlessly ravishing caverns of scent; profusely inundating even the most oblivious ingredient of your persona; with the ecstasy of unending titillation,

Hunger for eternally bonding with the spirit of humanity; infallibly uniting every spurious caste; creed; religion; fraternity and tribe on this everlasting planet; into the religion of undefeated humanity,

Hunger for incessantly beautifying both the body and soul; with the ideals of enchantingly invincible simplicity and the gifts of panoramically unfurling earthly evolution,

Hunger for unsurpassably trouncing even the most infidel insinuation of the devil; with the unflinchingly peerless swords of unshakably divine truth,

Hunger for bountifully benign prosperity on every quarter of this gargantuan planet; so that man and environment forever thrived with the pearls of peace cascading  down from the unfettered heavens,

Hunger for victoriously unchallangable magic; which astoundingly transformed each iota of inconsolable misery on this unlimited earth; into a mountain of sparklingly united strength,

Hunger for waterfalls of jubilantly undying sensuality; which triggered you to spawn into countless more of your own kind; contribute your very best to the Lord's undying chapters of sacred prolifeation,

Hunger for everlastingly synergistic goodness to caress you and bless every aspect of your impoverished life; so that you reached closer and closer to the
Omnisciently Regal Almighty Lord,

Hunger for the that ultimate utopia of spellbindingly insuperable truth; where there palpitated nothing else; but an atmosphere of godly righteousness washing every sin of your past; present and future life,

Hunger for the heartbeats of Immortal Love; which made you forever feel the most pricelessly blessed organism alive; irrespective of your caste; creed; status; religion; persona or dolorously impoverished kind,

And more importantly than anything on this unceasingly spectacular Universe; a perennial Hunger for "Hunger"; which could make all the above and an infinite more
good like the above; into an immortal reality.

Hunch Backed camel

It bore the acrimonious tyranny of scorching sun round the year; leaving bold footprints in the dust it tread,
Traversed incessantly through blistering soil; with sandy winds blowing across its eyes,
Ambled languidly in the brilliant day; increasing its pace a trifle at the onset of night,
Intermittently munched parrot green tentacles of rustic cactus; immensely relished the dry meal of leaf and thorn,
Occasionally rubbed its slender neck against the sandpaper skin of wild tree; raising its eyes toward the almighty residing in heaven,
Angrily swished the scanty clusters of hair on its tail; to drive away scores of petulant mosquitoes,
Wore a bedraggled rope dangling loose from its neck; a cushioned saddle riveted to its angular sculptured body; Intricate pieces of leather wound to its mouth; to maneuver it through labyrinth of routes,
Possessed a firm pair of hooves; which glistened all the more profoundly in the sunbeams and looked mesmerizing under the placid moon,
Had a slimy nose with gaping nostrils; which remained wet despite the acrid warmth irrevocably prevailing,
Spawned many of its kind; suckling its young ones utterly bereft of a cloistered shade,
Walked marathon distances in a single day; unrelentingly stepping on islands of steaming land,
Stooped down as much as it could; when confronted with tumultuous whirlpools blowing with full might,
Moaned in high pitched exuberance as it sighted a solitary stream; storing the water for months till it found a fresh source,
Gallantly fought an army of disdainful crabs; audaciously kicked loose rocks that came its way,
Seldom shed its tears; overwhelmingly inspiring those who feared life to come out of their nonexistent shells,
Had a passion to bask under the dazzling sun; thoroughly detested crystal blue patches in the sky being obfuscated by clouds,
It had remained as stoical as omnipotent god under the most bizarre of
circumstances; refraining to flounder under the pugnacious heat,
Was quite glad to adopt the sizzling silver sands as its companion for
life;
even dreaming about the same while in deep sleep,
I offer my humble salutations to this silent warrior; as my hunch backed camel carries me through the colossal expanse of the Sahara desert.

Humanity And happiness

Bring life to your devastatingly chapped and gloomy lips; with a gorgeous ocean
of profusely amicable smiles,

Bring life to your dolorously isolated and groping eyes; with a poignant river
of boundlessly emphatic beauty,

Bring life to your pathetically dried and shriveled veins; with a vivacious sky
of piquantly crimson blood,

Bring life to your ludicrously staggering and maimed brain; with perennial rivers
of seductively mesmerizing fantasy,

Bring life to your horrendously famished and dithering stomach; with exquisite cuisine's of ravishingly exotic food,

Bring life to your ruthlessly jaded and orphaned palms; with a vivid fountain of magically inexplicable destiny lines,

Bring life to your pathetically dwindling and despondent ears; with an endless forest of mystically resplendent sounds,

Bring life to your treacherously lambasted and tyrannized cheeks; with untamed fireballs of ecstatically dancing exuberance,

Bring life to your insipidly malignant and termite ridden hair; with a marvelous waterfall of blissful sandalwood paste,

Bring life to your languidly incoherent and sleepy fingers; with a scintillating rainbow of magnificently royal pearl rings,

Bring life to your incorrigibly dumb and insidiously slimy tongue; with a torrentially uninhibited whirlpool of fabulously silken voice,

Bring life to your savagely fluttering and extinguishing shadow; with a fascinating tornado of bountifully spell binding enchantment,

Bring life to your rustically bohemian and perilously stagnating feet; with the timelessly majestic pathways of eternally bequeathing artistry,

Bring life to your horrifically sagging and irately dysfunctional eyelids; with an unfathomable mountain of impeccably flirtatious winks,

Bring life to your icily stoned and turgidly abhorrent neck; with an acrobatically ebullient island of incessantly drifting movement,

Bring life to your murderously crippled and sardonic imagery; with an insatiable paradise of exuberantly frolicking angels,

Bring life to your monotonously manipulative and blatantly lying conscience; with the Omnipotent light of irrefutably sacrosanct humanity,

Bring life to your despicably withering and tumultuously tortured nostrils; with the Omniscient panache of voluptuously divine breath,

Bring life to your lecherously betrayed and shattered heart; with the one and only religion of unsurpassably immortal love,

And bring life to your satanically broken and commercially convoluted life; with the everlasting tonic of unassailable humanity and happiness

Humanitarianly Alive

Whether my eyes were perpetually closed; or whether they indefatigably stared towards the flamboyantly sparkling Sun; for times immemorial,

Whether my palms languidly lazed under mammoth hillocks of worthless sand; or whether they articulately evolved grandiloquently exquisite artistry every unfurling minute of my destined life,

Whether my hair dolorously stuck like insipidly parasitic worms to my gloomy scalp; or whether they ravishingly swished till beyond the realms of bountiful paradise; with the exhilaratingly brazen wind,

Whether my lips invidiously clenched into a ballistic grimace; or whether they unfurled into a perennial festoon of; voluptuously charismatic smiles,

Whether my blood ruthlessly froze in my endless conglomerate of veins; or whether it gloriously spawned countless more; of my innocuously holistic kind,

Whether my bones deliberately sagged into a disdainfully pathetic heap; or whether they euphorically galloped forward in the marvelously royal and spell binding
fervor of majestic life,

Whether my shadow ominously abhorred even the most celestial entity trespassing it; or whether it embraced all religion; caste; creed and color; in opulent symposiums of mankind; blissfully and alike,

Whether my cheeks insidiously rotted with murderously debilitating disease; or whether they blushed to a scarlet more poignantly fiery than thunderous lightening in fathomless sky,

Whether my feet ludicrously slept like a demon for countless more births; or whether they astoundingly crafted a township of irrefutably priceless righteousness; on every step that they heavenly tread,

Whether my stomach remained treacherously starved without even the most minuscule element of food; or whether it replenished its delectable interiors; with
all appetizing aroma and goodness of Mother Nature,

Whether my teeth radiated a gorily morbid yellow even in the most gruesome of blackness; or whether they blazed like an immaculately scintillating pearl;  irrevocably clinging to the; unconquerably sacred womb of mankind,

Whether my brain transited to more a state more dumber than the salaciously penurious dustbin; or whether it gorgeously fantasized to the most unprecedented
limits; weaving a tale of incredible intrigue and handsome innovation,

Whether my voice crumbled to derogatorily discordant nothingness; or whether it placated even the most tyrannically deadliest of devils; with the marvelously
royal cadence in its; timelessly ebullient sounds,

Whether my sweat stunk like a boundless pulverized tomatoes and dead fish; or whether it Omnisciently shimmered; in the rhapsodically divine euphoria
of vivaciously vibrant life,

Whether my ears maneuvered only towards the sounds of sleazily bawdy raunchiness; or whether they miraculously drifted towards; even the most faintest cry
of horrendously inexplicable despair,

Whether my shoulders disastrously sank infinite kilometers beneath the remorseful corpse even in the pristine prime of life; or whether they hoisted all those in despicably horrific suffering; towards their abodes of eternally gratifying compassion,

Whether my conscience harbored precariously sinister spirits of the corpulently evil; or whether it culminated into an ocean of perpetually unassailable righteousness; even as hell torrentially rained from the cosmos,

Whether my breath lackadaisically contorted and cursed every moment of gorgeously bedazzling life; or whether it bequeathed mesmerizing whirlpools of sacrosanct
existence; with every puff of fiery air that it exhaled,

And whether my heart morbidly pledged to relinquish each of its beats; or whether it immortally palpitated; invincibly enveloped by a wave of unconquerably endowing love,

It was you; you; and only you O! Divine Beloved; who encapsulated every cranny of my blood; body and impoverished breath; not only making me feel the richest organism on planet earth; but giving me a holistically humanitarian  reason; to be forever human; and to forever be humanitarianly alive.

Humanitarian Sect

Be it overwhelmingly tall; or be it the shortest man on this astronomically majestic Universe,

Be it preposterously obese; or be it a marvelously perfect angel with gloriously sparkling body contours,

Be it robustly pink; or be it the most horrendously ungainly looking man wandering on the trajectory of this mesmerizing planet,

Be it an impeccable messiah; or be it the most salaciously manipulative entity; entangled in a web of commercially bizarre malice,

O! Yes; Be it any religion or even the most oblivious of dialect; the color of blood running in everybody's veins was a poignant scarlet; so c'mon mates lets relinquish baseless discrimination forever; and immortally bond ourselves; in the everlastingly
priceless HUMANITARIAN SECT.

2.

Be it incomprehensibly penurious; or be it an organism blessed with all the unfathomable embellishment of this earth,

Be it immaculately white; or be it a human more horrifically blacker than sordid charcoal in veritable complexion,

Be it an insipidly inconspicuous laggard; or be it the most stupendously fastest and euphoric man on this boundless Universe,

Be it ominously infertile; or be it the most articulately blossoming artist evolving insatiably compassionate enigma; on every step that he blissfully transgressed,

O! Yes; Be it any continent or even the most oblivious of dialect; the color of blood running in everybody's veins was a poignant scarlet; so c'mon mates lets relinquish baseless discrimination forever; and immortally bond ourselves; in the everlastingly
priceless HUMANITARIAN SECT.

3.

Be it irrefutable Hindu; or be it a resolute Mohammedan sacredly chanting in the Omnipotent mosque; tirelessly all day and night,

Be it intransigently staunch; or be it an individual uninhibitedly unleashing into a fountain of eternally resplendent freedom; every unfurling minute of the brilliant day,

Be it voluptuously charismatic; or be it a rudimentary rustic buffoon; wandering wholesomely bereft of even the most capricious of knowledge of this enchanting
planet,

Be it a sagaciously chivalrous philosopher; or be it a pathetically illiterate beggar cacophonically wailing on the discordantly uncouth streets,

O! Yes; Be it any tribe or even the most oblivious of dialect; the color of blood running in everybody's veins was a poignant scarlet; so c'mon mates lets
relinquish baseless discrimination forever; and immortally bond ourselves; in the everlastingly priceless HUMANITARIAN SECT.

4.

Be it abominably prejudiced; or be it an altruistically regale spirit celestially and
ubiquitously diffusing the scintillating essence of mankind,

Be it ingeniously innovative; or be it an obnoxiously dumb human; not knowing how to use even his vividly big thumb,

Be it piquantly sharp and truculently volatile; or be it a living being as placid as the miraculously placating midnight Moon,

Be it malevolently disgruntled; or be it an entity who existed for nothing else but; ecumenically disseminating the spirit of ingratiating happiness,

O! Yes; Be it any culture or even the most oblivious of dialect; the color of blood running in everybody's veins was a poignant scarlet; so c'mon mates lets relinquish baseless discrimination forever; and immortally bond ourselves; in the everlastingly
priceless HUMANITARIAN SECT.

Human Tendency

If I asked you to choose from verdant landscapes of the mountain; and the
blistering flames of fire,
I am sure you would prefer to philander through the leafy foliage; relishing the scent of newly born dew-drops.

If I asked you to choose from exotically flavored ice-cream; and fetid rivulets of debris gushing at vibrant velocities from the gutter,
I am sure you would prefer to nibble at the frozen cream; sipping it gently down the veins of your throat.

If I asked you to choose from the rollicking dolphins; and the ominously
gargantuan shark,
I am sure you would prefer to play with the dolphin; riding on its back with the frothy ocean waves striking your naked skin.

If I asked you to choose from a bed of flocculent skin; and the disdainfully
dangling century old cobweb,
I am sure you would prefer to blissfully sleep on the Dunlop; let the vibrations of fantasy take a stranglehold of your dreams.

If I asked you to choose from the scintillating oyster; and a string of profoundly venomous thorns,
I am sure you would prefer to explore the pearls incarcerated inside the shell; let their intense radiance add a sparkle to your dreary eyes.

If I asked you to choose from the crystalline streams of water; and fuming pints of hostile acid,
I am sure you would prefer to stand beneath the falls; enjoy the cool liquid cascade down your persona.

If I asked you to choose from a grandiloquent houseboat; and the unwashed
body of a stray pig,
I am sure you would prefer to romanticize in the aisles of desire; admire the
mystical view unfurl as the steamer traversed forward.

If I asked you to choose from the dwelling perched high up in the silken clouds; and the ghastly interiors of a Lions den,
I am sure you would prefer to float in the mesmerizing sky; rekindle your senses with every droplet of intermittent rain.

If I asked you to choose from perennial love; and a land of baseless hatred,
I am sure you would prefer to submerge yourself into the sweetness of sharing;
the immortal fruit of romance.

If I asked you to choose from your mother; and the uncouth society brutally whipping you at umpteenth quarters,
I am sure you would prefer to nestle in the arms of the entity who procreated
you; stare into her impeccable eyes for eternity.

If I asked you to choose from omnipotent God; and the hideously distorted long
toothed devil,
I am sure you would prefer to kneel down at the feet of the Creator; imbibe the essence of his ideals to propagate them far and wide in this world.

And If I asked you to choose from life; and gruesomely torturous death,
I am sure the human tendency in you would propel you to live; fight for
your survival; amidst an ambience blended with pure and adulterated mortals wandering around.

Human Heart

No complications; not even the slightest trace of mystery engulfing it,

No glamour; not even the most minuscule essence of salacious lechery embedded in it,

No discrimination; not even an infinitesimal feeling of racism encompassing it,

No hatred; not even a whisker of deceitful sound emanating from it,

No flattery; not even the tiniest space of sanctimonious thought enveloping it,

No artificiality; not even the most inconspicuous iota of debauchery penetrating it,

No revenge; not even a diminutive particle of vindictive belligerence embodied in it,

No lies; not even the remotest sign of manipulation lingering close to it,

No pompousness; not even the thinnest cloud of formality entrapped in it,

No hostility; not even the most obsolete form of rampant massacre encapsulating it,

No stardom; not even the spurious feeling of worthlessly being something encircling it,

No frigidity; not even the most bizarre sign of perilous old age permeating it,

No infidelity; not even the most ethereal insinuations of betrayal puncturing it,

No makeup; not even the most nascent forms of glitterati hovering around it,

No sadness; not even the most microscopic bits of deplorable gloom circulating around it,

No color; not even the most insipid tinge of haughty design circumventing it,

No cowardice; not even the faintest shadow of fear and retreat entrenching it,

No age; not even the most dreadful dwindling of bones affecting it,

No rest; not even the most thunderous sleep at nightfall ceasing or having any impact on it,
No price; not even the entire wealth amalgamated together in this world able to  purchase it,

Only love, desire, an overwhelmingly stupendous ardor to live; an immortal spirit of nostalgia; was how I would; and am sure all of you would choose to describe the violently palpitating and volatile HUMAN HEART.

Human God

He who recognizes the fertility of land; by mere caress of the strewn soil,
Smelling the scent emanating as he tramples the mud; is indeed a true farmer.

He who recognizes burglars; by simply looking straight in their eye,
Intricately reading their jugglery of body movement; complexion of their brutal face;
is a true policeman.

He who comprehends the arrival of a cyclonic storm; by the rise and fall of 
sea waves,
The turbulent clouds obliterating the stars; gusty draughts of wind blowing; is a true sailor.

He who can perceive the entire structure of the grandiloquent  building; without even
constructing it,
By articulately sketching its labyrinth of outlines; is a true architect.

He who can explicitly understand the disease of an individual; without asking him to divulge his lengthy background,
By innocuously touching his pulse; is a true doctor.

He who can confidently proclaim the denomination of a currency note; without seeing a trace of it with the eye,
By scrupulously feeling its texture; weighing its body; is a true businessman.

He who can write voraciously at all times of the day; without a luxurious ambience of rain and tropical forest,
Tumultuously exercising dormant arenas of his invincible brain; is a true writer.

He who can dive head on in the fathomless valley; bereft of a parachute strapped on his back,
Gleefully gliding down whispering sedately to the floating birds; is a true adventurer.

He who can fight the greatest of war without a sword; conquering the mightiest with
prowess of his speech,
Pacifying the most pugnacious by his benevolent ideas; is a true warrior.

He who spreads his entangled net in deep water; going abysmally far inside the sea,
Encountering acerbic waves and swirling storms; is a true fisherman.

He who sends the leather ball whistling past the fence; astronomical distances into the spectator stands; by the silken caress of his bat,
Running onerously on the field; bolstering the spirit of his team; is a true cricketer.

He who recites his dialogues without actually mugging them; speaking with  tremendous empathy in his eyes,
Blended with loads of charisma in his demeanor; an ingratiating ability to captivate audiences; is a true actor.

He who innovates a plethora of incredible formulae; without referring to the rules
and bulky manuscripts,
Adhering to ingenuous concepts nurtured in his brain; is a true scientist.

He who can sketch mesmerizing shades of nature; synchronized patterns of human beings,
Without actually getting a chance to confront them; with a mediocre looking pencil;
is a true artist.

He who can detect the problem in an automobile; by simply listening to the whirring of its engine,
Without peeping into its interior crevices; testing its spark; is a true mechanic.

He who can predict our future meticulously without knowing our date of birth; the
exact time we were born,
By simply glancing at our face; without reading the lines embossed in our palms; is a true astrologer.

And he who can understand pain and overwhelming affliction; intense anguish of the bereaved,
The tyranny of being mutilated; sleepless nights of the destitute without consuming adequate food; helping such people achieve their goals; is a true human GOD.

Human Emotions

I swooned, collapsing on the ground like a pack of plastic cards,
after viewing ghastly images of Dracula on the silver screen.

I burst into fits of laughter, somersaulted wildly with my intestines aching,
as the talented comedian coated his face with slimy egg yolk.

I sobbed in unrelenting hysteria when one of kin left for heavenly abode,
envisaged the dismal life to be led, bereft of his captivating presence.

I contorted my face in creases of unbearable agony,
as an army of red ant stung supple arenas of my skin.

I danced tenaciously with mounting spurts of exuberance,
after clearing rigorous impediments of the final examination.

I uttered syllables at unprecedented speeds,
with my tongue swishing against dark cavities of teeth,
when quizzed by the police for my catalogue of misdeeds.

I rapidly exhaled trapped air in my lungs,
as I clambered up the terrain in a bid to reach the ultimate pinnacle.

I blushed an austere amount of scarlet crimson,
when caught red handed stealing warm blood apples from the tree.

I riveted my gaze towards amber streaks of the distant horizon,
stared in mute silence as the sun finally sank behind towering peaks of the mountain.

I slept in a tranquil bliss spinning romantic webs in dreamy sedation,
after assiduous amounts of labor executed in the steaming sun.

I felt relieved of Herculean strings laden with tension,
after gliding through Luke warm waters of the sparkling pool.

I felt uncensored avenues of my heart throb at rollicking pace,
as the person i desired waded slowly past my groping vision.

I felt thoroughly gratified with existing vagaries of life,
if I was fed with abundant morsels of food in the day,
impregnated with gallons of mineral water divested of bacteria,
given a mattress of pure spongy grass to sleep,
admiring the exotic pattern of stars all throughout the vigils of sultry night.

Human - Part 2

I just couldn't make out his name; simply by looking into his innocently hazel eyes,

I just couldn't make out his religion; simply by gauging the pace of his walk; the lanes on which he traveled,

I just couldn't make out the place he might be residing; simply by staring at the
color of his clothes,

I just couldn't make out the money he had incarcerated in his pocket; simply by casting a look at the back of his trouser,

I just couldn't make out the words he might be extremely fond of; simply by the shade of his lips,

I just couldn't make out his passions in life; the things he had an insatiable zeal for; simply by admiring his supreme height,

I just couldn't make out the color of blood flowing in his veins; simply by glancing a trifle at his rubicund skin,

I just couldn't make out the dreams engulfing his mind; simply by witnessing his mystical shadow,

I just couldn't make out whether he was married or not; by simply listening to his authoritative voice,

I just couldn't make out the exact size of his shoe; simply by running my fingers nimbly across his fading footprints,

I just couldn't make out the destination he was going to; simply by viewing the bag he held stubbornly in his fortified palms,

I just couldn't make out the speed of his heart; the turbulence that might going on inside; by simply casting one look beneath his shirt inundated with profuse sweat,

I just couldn't make out the abuses he had spoken a little while ago; simply by straining my ears to his present voice,

I just couldn't make out the fraternity of clothes he vehemently adored; by simply peering at his existing pair of bedraggled coat and trousers,

I just couldn't make out the insects that had stung him all throughout his life; simply by spotting the fresh bruises sprawled incoherently on his arms,

I just couldn't make out the actual strength and tenacity he possessed in his demeanor; simply by standing abreast by his side for a few racy seconds,

I just couldn't make out the taste circumventing his greedy tongue; simply by peeking a glimpse at the morsels of left over bread neatly sandwiched in his fists,

I just couldn't make out his ability to memorize; the pedigree of intelligence that lingered in his brain; simply by gawking at his bushy eyebrows and moderately
square forehead,

And the more I saw him; the more frustrated I became; as I just couldn't make out head or tail about his entity; the inscrutable quandaries enveloping his life,

So at the end when there seemed no alternative; and the inexorably urge to talk to him became more prominent than the thunderously deafening clouds; I chose the simplest option; I audaciously mustered strength to call him; addressed him boldly
as human

Human

I would hate it if you called me an Indian; tracing my rudiments to an unfathomable myriad of customs and aboriginal traditions,

I would hate it if you called me a Russian; linked various stages of my life to stringent vodka; and exhilarating games of chess,

I would hate it if you called me a Chinese; harboring tiny pairs of eyes; and an intrinsic tendency in my blood to feast on tantalizingly roasted sea food,

I would hate it if you called me an Englishman; blurting countless sentences a day in bombastic slang; blushing to more crimson than the scarlet rose; in poignant alacrity of the stupendously cold winds,

I would hate it if you called me a turbaned Sikh; disseminating oligarchic cigar smoke towards the azure cosmos; brandishing my enemies with valiant strokes of my scintillating sword,

I would hate it if you called me a staunch Muslim; ferociously beating the drums in order to appease Almighty Lord; sagaciously reading through the Quran-e-Sharif; umpteenth number of times in the sweltering day,

I would hate it if you called me a Christian; profusely relishing port wine and robust lamb; whispering with snobbish sonority; as the breeze tried to swipe the majestic candles away,

I would hate it if you called me an Afghani; pampering my royal beard to the fullest as the minutes unveiled; glowing more fairer than the Sun at times; as the moon bloomed full throttle in the resplendent sky,

I would hate it if you called me a Japanese; existing in a world of earthquakes and technology; attired in an oriental tycoon suit; and horn rimmed glasses fitting snugly to the bridge of my nose,

I would hate it if you called me a Scotsman; embellishing my dwelling with exotic ivory and titillating cheese; frolicking in the Alps with my boisterously ebullient kin,

I would hate it if you called me a German; towering like a gentle giant above the ground without a boot on my ingenious feet; riding in supreme exultation every instant on the frontiers of spell binding innovation,

I would hate it if you called me a Hindu; chanting   entury old hymns in front of the Omnipotent Lord; entrenching my feeble wrists in a vivid festoon of sacred thread,

I would hate it if you called me an African; dancing in frenzied passion to the beats of the voluptuous jungle; with a jugglery of Herculean muscle protruding from beneath the layers of my magnificently sooty skin,

I would hate it if you called me an Australian; fantastically juggling bountiful discs towards the sky; munching mesmerizing burgers; as the sands by the sea metamorphosed to a perfect golden,

I would hate it if you called me a Burmese; indigenously thumping the soil to appease the rain Gods; swimming voraciously amidst the waves; to capsize my share of fish,

I would hate it if you called me a Pakistani; marching through the streets like a king in my robes of Persian silk; enriching myself in a world of song and princely poetry,

I would hate it if you called me a Buddhist; admiring my tonsured scalp which shone more seductively thanthe cascading waterfalls; incessantly gallivanting through a tunnel of statues and monarchs,

And I would equally hate it if you called me or compared me even a fraction with Almighty Lord; possessing magical powers to transform threadbare mud into glittering gold,

Instead I would be overwhelming honored; could slain my life this very instant for all of you out there; if only you christened and embraced me; as a human.

How Would You Choose To Welcome God On Diwali?

With the footprints of brotherhood that you left when you embraced one  and all-OR With venomous bellows of nonchalant smoke which diabolically tarnished his pristine atmosphere?

With the song of peace that you hummed from the innermost realms of  our heart-OR With inexplicable misery that you inflicted upon boundless with the hideous noise of bombs exploding on every nook; corner and street?

With the magical wand of your friendship which transcended over every caste; creed; religion and tribe-OR With hurling cacophonic rockets at each other with the angst to kill ostensibly radiating from your bloodshot eyes?

With the ardor in your breath to exist in a perfect symbiosis with your fellow human being and the environment-OR  With umpteen number of your sleazy bedlam bulbs that you stuck to innocent trees to torture their body-on spurious pretext of illuminating the air around?

With a fresh dawn of creativity in your veins to evolve tomorrows of new-found hope-OR With garishly parasitic rolling fire-balls which caused many a car and innocuous life to explode in flames; as it unwittingly trespassed their way?

With a noble spirit to part with your wealth for the assistance of all those rendered roofless- OR With spitting incoherent abuses on his priceless environment as your sinister looking cracker floundered to burst?

1.

HOW WOULD YOU CHOOSE TO WELCOME GOD ON DIWALI?

With the feeling of being just a piece of nothing infront of his Omnipresent aura- OR  With mercilessly beheading trees left; right and center; in order to pave a clear way to welcome spurious dignitaries who wanted bangs and smoke?

With the sacred vow of eternal companionship you took for every of his created living beings-OR With simmering vindication in your soul as you torched the virgin sands of time with worthless sparklers swaying insidiously in your palms?

With due obeisance in your eyes for his unshakably Omnipotent fragrance-OR With innumerable holes that you'd dug in the belly of his earth; just in order to erect your shops selling bombs and  explosives of the most denigrating degree?

With the oneness of his creation proudly sparkling from every inch of your persona-OR With every of your valiant bone sadistically succumbing to the commands of the devil-who simply couldn't wait for you to ignite his amorphously deafening bomb?

With resolving to make the mantra of 'live and let live' the rhythm of your life-OR With playing the filthiest of politics to burn one sect of the society into flames; and become the sanctimonious unsung hero of others; to leapfrog towards your blood-stained throne?

With being a harbinger of peace to unite every bereaved soul into a valley of love-OR With indulging into vandalism of the highest order; as you banged explosive shells into breathing grass to release the inexplicable frustration of your fists?

2.

HOW WOULD YOU CHOOSE TO WELCOME GOD ON DIWALI?

With simple 'diyas (lamps)  ' of love; compassion; truth in your homes and all across your heart- OR With dousing the entire harmless street with petrol and then lighting the matchstick to witness it disintegrate into bits of worthless nothingness and flames?

With a scepter of righteousness in your chest and unflinching stride which shunted all lies- OR With a manipulatively farcical bunch of friends who laughed till death as they viewed millions of bombs produce a diabolical crackle in the heavenly night?

With a mission to conserve and nourish his unbridled environment with
your very own breath and till your death- OR With shooing every helpless bird and animal on the streets as you struck them with misery after misery of demonic smoke and ear-shattering sound?

With a pledge to follow the Religion of Humanity; the only religion he guided you to follow; till the time you existed-OR With dead human bodies and corpses on your shoulders-which you hadn't deliberately killed; but were a victim of your riotously carefree fire-cracker splurge?

With kneeling down to his Omniscient holy spirit and asking for forgiveness for every of your erroneously human misdeed-OR With devastating every bit of his sacrosanct earth with rancid fire-only to show to the world the multiple varieties of bombs and explosives you'd spent on to make merry in the dead?

Well. Well. Well. I'll leave you to answer these questions on your own- as we've all been blessed with a conscience; heart; soul  and spirit to immortally love; by the same God who is one for all of us.
And whilst you do so; All I'll do is pray to him; that you take the right decision this time and everytime; as we gear up to celebrate a very happy Diwali and prosperous New Year.

How Would Life Ever Realize?

How would the rose ever realize that it was profusely scented; unless and until it witnessed a pile of fetid garbage diffusing its unbearable stench towards
plain sky?

How would satiny cotton ever realize that it was voluptuously soft; unless and until it witnessed a mountain of thorns; barbarically ripping apart through innocuous flesh?

How would the river ever realize that it was a stupendous reservoir of life; unless and until it witnessed the acrimoniously dry desert; scorching blissful souls to minuscule embers of burning coal?

How would the rocket ever realize that it was astoundingly fast; unless and until it witnessed the overwhelmingly pot-bellied tortoise painstakingly crawling towards the finishing line?

How would the sighted ever realize that they were profoundly endowed by the Creator; unless and until they witnessed the blind stumbling at every step; even
under the most flamboyantly brilliant sunlight?

How would the rain ever realize that it was incredulously mystical; unless and until it witnessed the acerbic swords of monotonously sweltering drought; ruthlessly swipe traces of celestial civilization?

How would the diamond ever realize that it was enchantingly glittering; unless and until it witnessed the obsolete dilapidation of the dungeons; rotting with a trace of daylight since centuries unprecedented?

How would the aged man ever realize that he was exorbitantly lucky; unless and until he witnessed the freshly born infant being indiscriminately capsized by the jaws of ultimate death?

How would the cave ever realize that it was entrenched with divinely peace; unless and until it witnessed the rambunctiously boisterous hustle-bustle of the city; the unruly mobs of different tribes fighting spuriously for blood; in the name of God?

How would the summit of the mountain ever realize that it was incomprehensibly tall; unless and until it witnessed the rock bottom ground; not able to rise even an inch ever since the planet was created?

How would the ocean of love ever realize that it was irrefutably immortal; unless and until it witnessed the chapter of perfidiously lecherous betrayal?

How would the crackling flames of fire ever realize that they were unfathomably rejuvenating; unless and until they witnessed avalanches of uncouth ice; freeze
the most robust of souls alive?

How would the indefatigably throbbing heart ever realize that it was passionate; unless and until it witnessed lifeless skeletons suspended insidiously from
the lackadaisically barren ceiling?

How would the lion ever realize that he was the indomitable king of the jungle; unless and until he witnessed the rabbit hiding for mercy behind the untamed wilderness of the bushes?

How would beauty ever realize that it was ravishingly marvelous; unless and until it witnessed the most hideously distorted form of living kind?

How would the insurmountably wealthy ever realize that he was rich; unless and until they witnessed the beggar incessantly begging on the impoverished streets?

How would the literate ever realize that they were commendably knowledgeable; unless and until they witnessed the slave signing his most cherished document of freedom; with his bohemian thumb?

How would palpable breath ever realize that it was most indispensable trace of existence; unless and until it witnessed the coffin not able to budge even a
diminutive iota; incarcerated boundless feet beneath the surface of black mud?

And how would life ever realize that it was the most Omnipotent of all virtues in this fathomless Universe; unless and until it witnessed the seal of inevitably gory death?

How The Hell Can You Say?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed mesmerizing empathy in your resplendently twinkling eyes?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed poignantly crimson blood in your exuberantly unflinching veins?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed unequivocally explicit voice in the chords of your enchantingly bountiful throat?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed robustly triumphant ardor in your gloriously magnanimous palms?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed an ingratiatingly heavenly charisma in your patriotically blazing stride?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed euphorically everlasting smiles upon your innocuously rubicund lips?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed rhapsodically vivacious charisma in your ebulliently cascading hair?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed unparalleled piquancy in each of your poignantly intricate senses?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed insatiably untamed whirlpools of spell binding fantasy; in even the most infinitesimal corridors of your ecstatically wandering brain?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed unparalleled muscle in your tenaciously resilient arms?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed indispensable morsels of food in your harmoniously bouncing and innocuous stomach?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed a cistern of tantalizingly enigmatic seduction on even the most diminutively obsolete step that you transgressed?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed an unconquerable wave of enlightening optimism in even the most inconspicuously insipid of your majestic reflection?
How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed an unsurpassable entrenchment of divinely sensitivity in the vicinity of your wonderfully intimate and amiable ears?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed an unshakable sky of benevolently scintillating humanity upon your intrepidly philanthropic shoulders?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed irrefutably unassailable truth in the walls of your Omnisciently priceless conscience?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed an unfathomable cloud of titillating sensuousness in even the most ethereal element
of your regale persona?

How the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had bestowed an Omnipotent waterfall of breath in your marvelously seductive and profoundly aristocratic nostrils?

And how the hell can you say that you were tired; as long as the Creator had
bestowed a perpetually invincible fountain of love; in the beats of your immortally palpitating heart?

How The Hell Can You Ever Dare?

Can you ever dare to call enchantingly mesmerizing fantasy; as dastardly unemployed; even in the most inanely bizarre of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call timelessly burgeoning innovation; as ghastily unemployed; even in the most treacherously delinquent of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call unsurpassably untamed sensuality; as murderously  unemployed; even in the most sadistically remorseful of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call ubiquitously compassionate brotherhood; as salaciously unemployed; even in the most tyrannically incarcerating of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call blissfully symbiotic environment; as abjectly unemployed; even in the most hedonistically cadaverous of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the rhapsodically eternal seawave; as derogatorily unemployed; even in the most nefariously perverted of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the impeccably unconquerable lap of the divine mother; as satanically unemployed; even in the most torridly truculent of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the Omnipotent clouds in the sky; as maliciously unemployed; even in the most acrimoniously venomous of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the redolently Omnipresent rose; as lethally unemployed; even in the most cold-bloodedly bludgeoning of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the magically fructifying dewdrops; as preposterously unemployed; even in the most demonically unceremonious dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the resplendently shimmering stars; as debasingly unemployed; even in the most deliriously lugubrious of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the mystically rubicund cheeks; as brutally unemployed; even in the most sardonically castigated of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the pristinely newborn child; as perfidiously unemployed; even in the most brazenly idiosyncratic of dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the vivaciously exuberant peacock; as ignominiously unemployed; even in the most invidiously sinister of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the aisles of everlasting paradise; as vituperatively unemployed; even in the most egregiously embittered of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the seductively crimson crested nightingale; as horrendously unemployed; even in the most cannibalistically prurient of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call priceless streams of quintessentially perennial water; as horrifically unemployed; even in the most nonchalantly slavering of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the impregnably cardinal blacks of the eye; as lackadaisically unemployed; even in the most insidiously squandering of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the invincibly sequestering mountains; as unabashedly unemployed; even in the most perilously withering of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the Omnipotent seeds sown in emollient soil; as baselessly unemployed; even in the most profanely deteriorating of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the unceasingly enlightening rays of the Sun; as pugnaciously unemployed; even in the most capriciously flagrant of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the perpetual caverns of life-bestowing breath; as dangerously unemployed; even in the most ominously disoriented of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call royally peerless artistry; as fecklessly unemployed; even in the most haughtily sanctimonious of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the religion of unassailable humanity; as regretfully unemployed; even in the most obsoletely livid of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the crops spawning miraculously from mother soil; as diabolically unemployed; even in the most corruptly sodomized of your dreams?

Can you ever dare to call the heaven of immortally insuperable love; as parsimoniously unemployed; even in the most unscrupulously wastrel of your dreams?

Therefore how the hell can you ever dare to call a poet whose every ingredient of crimson blood is composed of nothing else but all of the above, and an infinite more astoundingly benevolent sensitivity; as threadbarely unemployed; even in the most hatefully stagnating of your dreams?

How Starved Was I?

When I witnessed the sparklingly bountiful waterfalls; majestically cascading down the rustically undulating hills,
I suddenly remembered how overwhelmingly thirsty was I; with each frazzled nerve of my tyrannized body unfathomably yearning to be blissfully caressed.

When I witnessed the enigmatically inscrutable forests; with a spell bindingly panoramic myriad of tingling sounds and the princely lion diffusing into a royal parade of unparalleled superiority,
I suddenly  how starved was I for adventure; as even the most infinitesimal bone of my body ardently desired to wholesomely blend with the insatiably
untamed wilderness.

When I witnessed the mystically fabulous clouds in fathomless sky; the immaculate puffs of mesmerizing  silk gliding past in unprecedented euphoria,
I suddenly remembered how uncontrollably starved was I for titillation; as each pore of my torturously lambasted skin; perennially craved to be caressed by
the; unbelievably ravishing mist.

When I witnessed the mesmerizing blankets of eternally resplendent grass; the marvelously regale festoon of golden dewdrops sprouting in astounding  harmony from the intricately poignant blades,
I suddenly remembered that how perennially starved was I for blissful sleep; as each traumatically monotonous contour of my countenance; inevitably slithered to blend with the celestial moistness.

When I witnessed  torrentially unrelenting cloudbursts of seductive rain; the enthrallingly exuberant globules of fascinating liquid; pelting down in spell
binding harmony upon truculently parched soil,
I suddenly remembered how starved was I for enchanting dance; as each restlessly impoverished contour of my body; commenced to vivaciously gyrate to the tunes of the ebulliently majestic atmosphere.

When I witnessed the blazingly Omnipotent fireball of magnificent Sun; the unassailably miraculous rays which metamorphosed even the most  inconspicuous iota of sadness into a fountain of everlasting triumph,
I suddenly remembered how starved was I for ingratiating optimism; as every speck of my disastrously beleaguered eyes; ecstatically surged forward to relish and replenish the full fervor of; timeless life.

When I witnessed the indefatigably ardent fires in the heart of the wonderfully tantalizing night; with the cradle of sensuously tickling darkness casting its
Omniscient spell upon one and all; handsomely alike,
I suddenly remembered how starved was I for exotic passion; as each ingredient of my maliciously besieged blood; gushed forward like an unstoppable hurricane to coalesce forever with the winds  of enthralling seduction.

When I witnessed the Omnipresent whirlpool of wind exuberantly creeping towards my soul; an incomprehensibly romantic maelstrom of whispering
beauty overpowering my wavering reflection,
I suddenly remembered how starved was I for unconquerable breath; as even the most capriciously fugitive space in my nostrils; intransigently sucked
in boundless skies of; gregarious air.

And when I witnessed the immortal beats of her beautifully pristine heart; the irrefutable wave of jubilantly scintillating truth that disseminated on every step that she timelessly transgressed,
I suddenly remembered how starved was I for unending love; as every element of my mind; body and soul; eternally melanged with her Godly fragrance; as every part of me and beyond eternally melanged with the essence of never-dying humanity.

How On earth?

My money could separate her from you-make her legally mine; but how on earth could I extricate your infinite reflections from the whites of her eyes; which were the sole sublimation of her otherwise impoverished life?

My money could separate her from you-make her legally mine; but how on earth could I erase your infinite fronds of desire from her sensuous lips; which were the sole reason behind her every uninhibited smile?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I remove your infinite whispers of adventure from her intricate ears; which were the sole ounces of enlightenment in her otherwise hackneyed way?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I evaporate your infinite praises from her mellifluous voice; which were the sole pillars of strength in her otherwise devastated existence?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I abolish your infinite fantasies from her astoundingly evolving brain; which were the sole panacea of her otherwise slowly diminishing life?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I scrap your infinite infernos of yearning from her amiably resonating spine; which were the sole sensitivities in her otherwise robotically mundane existence?

My money could separate her from you-make her legally mine; but how on earth could I annihilate your infinite impressions of destiny from the insides of her blissfully tinkling palms; which were the sole glimmer of hope in the fabric of her otherwise inexplicably withering life?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I behead your infinite compassionate pecks from her unabashed ardent cheeks; which were her sole sensations to forever triumph; in the otherwise fading horizons of her existence?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I massacre your infinite epitomes of artistry from her wondrously wandering fingers; which were the sole insinuations of companionship in her otherwise obfuscated life?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I trounce your infinite shades of humanity from her insuperably celestial blood; which were the sole lanterns of friendship in her otherwise miserably betrayed existence?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I assassinate your infinite pillars of tenacity from her altruistically affable bones; which were the sole Sun of fearlessness in her otherwise despicably slavering life?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I vanquish your infinite spell-binding imageries from her innocuously pristine mind; which were the sole spots of untamed brilliance in her otherwise penuriously incarcerated existence?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I pulverize your infinite recesses of warmth from her voluptuous bosom; which were the sole flames of friendship in her otherwise treacherously obsolete life?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I lynch your infinite fragrances of optimism from her impregnably fiery nostrils; which were the sole heavens of victory in her otherwise subserviently defeated existence?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I extradite your infinite images of truth from her undaunted conscience; which were the sole harbingers of eternal bliss in her otherwise deliriously distorted life?

My money could separate her from you- make her legally mine; but how on earth could I exonerate your infinite impressions of solidarity from her impeccably unbridled soul; which were the sole skies of ultimate freedom in her otherwise gruesomely penalizing existence?

My money could separate her from you-make her legally mine; but how on earth could I slaughter your infinite droplets of healing moisture from her stupendously magnetic eyelashes; which were the sole mists of unexpected miracles in her otherwise deplorably traumatized life?

My money could separate her from you-make her legally mine; but how on
earth could I eliminate your infinite ecstatically ever-pervading shadows from her passionate breath; which were the sole rainbows of untainted exhilaration in her otherwise disdainfully slithering existence?

And my money could separate her from you-make her legally mine; but how on earth could I terminate your infinite beats of immortal love from her thunderously throbbing heart; which were the sole rays of contentment in her otherwise fatally premature and truncated life

How I Wanted Our Very First Kiss To Happen

With the unsurpassably tangy waves of the fabulous sea wholesomely dictating each of my impoverished senses; and the uninhibitedly pristine shores as my sole and
most undaunted savior,

With the unbelievably handsome apogees of the timeless mountains wholesomely dictating each of my beleaguered senses; and the intrepidly exhilarating winds as my
sole and most fearless savior,

With the inscrutably magnetic swirl of the enigmatic forests wholesomely dictating each of my dwindling senses; and the iridescently sporadic twilight as my
sole and most inimitable savior,

With the unabashedly brazen currents of the stupendous afternoon breeze wholesomely dictating each of my languid senses; and the interminably blazing Sun as my sole and most Omnipotent savior,

With the fantastically unfettered swirl of the virgin waterfalls wholesomely dictating each of my deteriorating senses; and the atmosphere of poignant freshness as my sole and most rejuvenating savior,

With the pricelessly unconquerable fabric of insuperable oneness wholesomely dictating each of my oblivious senses; and the winds of egalitarian humanity as my sole and most effulgent savior,

With the bountifully pungent alacrity of the vivacious rainbows wholesomely dictating each of my inebriated senses; and the gloriously fathomless sky as my sole
and most triumphant savior,

With the intriguingly inscrutable storms of mesmerizing artistry wholesomely dictating each of my deadened senses; and the mystical labyrinths of
mellifluous music as my sole and most victorious savior,

With the incredulously mollifying chords of benign selflessness wholesomely dictating each of myevanescent senses; and the chapters of irrefutably
unassailable truth as my sole and most jubilant savior,

With the tirelessly bewitching cisterns of the enigmatic night wholesomely dictating each of my remorseful senses; and the optimistic beams of the celestial moon as my sole and most impeccable savior,

With the magnificently majestic lines of the profound palm wholesomely dictating each of my penurious senses; and the seductively alluring trails of inexplicable mystery as my sole and most adventurous savior,

With the timelessly stupefying serendipity of the euphoric meadows wholesomely dictating each of my thwarted senses; and the rhapsodically undefeated
entrenchment of golden dewdrops as my sole and most fascinating savior,

With the royally unbridled gush of the ravishing clouds wholesomely dictating each of my parsimonious senses; and the torrential downpour of handsome rain as my sole and most enchanting savior,

With the unshakably potent fructification of the blissful seed wholesomely dictating each of my devastated senses; and the amazingly indomitable virility of black soil as my sole and most burgeoning savior,

With the incomparably tantalizing reverberations of voluptuous lightening wholesomely dictating each of my cloistered senses; and the immeasurable exultation of dusk as my sole and most effervescent savior,

With the unprejudiced heavenly mists of sparkling innocence wholesomely dictating each of my vespered senses; and the indefatigably altruistic harbingers of
humanity as my sole and most ebullient saviors,

With the unflinchingly perennial bellow of Omniscient breath wholesomely dictating each of my obfuscated senses; and the cloudbursts of unceasingly brilliant life as my sole and most unbiased savior,

With the incessantly trumpeting beats of the immortal heart wholesomely dictating each of my dawdling senses; and the bounteously spell binding elixir of
infallibly true love as my sole and most liberated savior,

Was how I exactly wanted our very first kiss to passionately happen O! blessedly nubile beloved; of course and wholesomely all by the grace of the Omnpresently eternal Almighty Lord.

How His Planet Behaved As The Wind Blew

Newborn leaves shivered in anticipation of unbridled romance; fantasizing beyond realms of the extraordinary- in perfect symbiosis with the fathomless expanse of voluptuous sky,

Boundless blades of untamed grass bent a trifle in ecstatic submission; fondly reminiscing their journey till date; on the trajectory of inscrutable planet divine,

Waters in streams sparkled to a profound full radiance; tantalizingly leaping towards the Sun—in their everpervading desire to shake hands with its unassailable yellow,

Countless petals swayed flirtatiously across boundaries of penance; to find their soulmates of everlasting joy; from amidst an unending firmament of blessed atmosphere,

Fish incarcerated in the deepest realms of sinister green ocean water rose to the surface; exuberantly darted in directions as unabashed as the first cry of this earth,

Mountain peaks stood more unflinchingly than ever; accentuating their valor  with all the more unflinching candidness -saluting the first beams of the Omnipresent Sun,

Unfathomable scores of bumble bees commenced to spawn honey with a zeal never ever witnessed before; boisterously whispering tales of their exhilarating air-borne journey-cuddling close in their hives of friendship,

Passionate fires spread like white lightening at the most inconspicuous thud of a leaf; stirring the most dolorous bits of atmosphere to crackle into a whole new
Universe of undefeated freshness,

The creepers most wretchedly entangled in dungeons of limitlessly plaintive captivity; now stood up straight in unison to chant simplistic mantras of holistic existence,

Bloodstreams frozen due to tawdry indifference and rebuke; now inexhaustibly indulged in the most ardent activity of living uninhibitedly and let live,

The centuries old lifeless tree-trunk suddenly jostled in anticipation of a brand new dawn; dancing once again to the rhythm of densely foliated nature divine and quelling an infinite with its mellifluous shade,

Desperately thwarted caves of gloominess breathed a sigh of heavenly relief; rejoicing their compassionate tryst with the world outside; though be it for sporadic moment as destined,

Bygone carcasses rotting times beyond the mortuaries of death- cried tears of ecstasy full throttle; at the silken touch which reinvigorated life in one and all; miraculously alike,

Nightingales hummed their sweetest songs all sensuous night and even in the heart of the sweltering day; perpetually perpetuating the entire planet with solely the religion of unconquerable oneness,

For once even the most discordant notes of the frog struck a chord with every beleaguered heart on the planet; bringing shattered lovers closer to bond with every unshakable sweetness of the soul,

The first showers of thunderous rain not only soaked every perimeter of parched earth; but diffused the fragrance of their magically ameliorating wetness to every entity in atmosphere and across; and till times beyond eternity,

Timeless rainbows in the sky looked like an insuperable captivating fairy; who this time would never disappear; but would continue to be the sparkle of every divinely fantasizing eye on the handsome Universe,

The most irascibly jittery of ants completely forgot to sting and bite; stretching their diminutive armory of feet into a posture of utmost relaxation—to eventually transit into a reverie of tracing their farthest roots,

No. It wasn't God who'd descended on earth for all of the above to happen. But he'd sent just an infinitesimal draught of wind instead upon earth; to witness how his unconquerable planet behaved; AS THE WIND BLEW