When I was playing an intense game of chess; articulately maneuvering my
pieces through the checkered squares,
The thing I hated the most was illegal moves by my opponent; which eventually
led him to win the game.
When I was about to commence on an adventurous expedition; accompanied
by hordes of my class mates,
The thing I hated the most was intermittent bouts of cold and fever; which
instigated my parents to incorrigibly hold me back.
When I was earnestly praying to the almighty; with my arms crossed; eyes
focused in tumultuous concentration,
The thing I hated the most was uncouth criminals bombarding the vicinity;
permeating the sacrosanct ambience with ghastly sounds.
And when I was with my beloved; my face nestling passionately against her
broad shoulder,
The thing I hated the most was orthodox society hindering our romance; proving
a deplorable barricade in the path of our immortal love.
15. WHAT IS THE USE
What is the use of a mirror that does not reflect pellucid images, fails to portray the true identity of an individual,
What is the use of a cow which does not give milk; keeps incessantly munching
tones of green grass,
What is the use of a concrete road, which is unable to hold traffic; buckles down under the impact of vehicular load,
What is the use of a tree which does not bear succulent fruit; refrains to yield satiny shadows in order to cool dreary passengers,
What is the use of an aircraft, which stumbles to take off; let apart transport hordes of passengers,
What is the use of a pen that fails to write; inundate the spotless demeanor of bonded paper with umpteenth lines of literature,
What is the use of robust feet, which are unable to walk; transferring their possessors to their required place of destination,
What is the use of articulate fingers, which incorrigibly refuse to draw; hoist the slightest of load from ground,
What is the use of a slimy spider web that fails to imprison innocuous insects; snaps into multiple fragments at the tiniest of caress,
What is the use of car which refrains to start; stutters every unleashing second when traversing the lanes,
What is the use of a black thundercloud, which refrains to rain; sprinkle upon
the parched earth bountiful droplets of water,
What is the use of a bell, which doesn't produce a shrill sound when rung; lies insipid and limp even when struck voraciously,
What is the use of a bird, which doesn’t fly uninhibitedly in the sky; indolently sleeps in its nest on soil,
What is the use of teeth, which fail to chew food; grinding it scrupulously to facilitate digestion,
What is the use of a river, which does not flow; remains stagnant harboring a
plethora of dead weed and dirt,
What is the use of the sun in the cosmos which does not shine; holding back
its radiance and scintillating light from fumigating the earth,
What is the use of stars which do not twinkle resplendently at night; illuminate the gloomy ambience with rays of exuberant hope,
What is the use of eyes, which cannot see; admire the mesmerizing beauty of the globe,
What is the use of lips, which don’t smile; effusively express feelings of warmth and congeniality,
What is the use of humans which don’t procreate their progeny; fail to imbibe the essence of sharing in their counterpart mates,
What is the use of mud sprawled on the ground; unable to bear crop; blowing with the wind to settle in a bedraggled heap,
What is the use of sword, which miserably fails in protecting its master; in the end becomes an inevitable cause of his assassination,
What is the use of a lock, which opens with the most mundane of key; enabling
burglars to pilfer and plunder at their free will,
What is the use of a scorpion, which is unable to sting; inject its lethal venom when
it matters the most,
What is the use of life which is bereft of adventure; the philanthropic spirit to propagate peace,
And what is the use of a palpable heart which fails to beat even after witnessing true love; remains confined to realms of stringent sophistication .
16. I WANTED TO BREATHE, SLEEP, LIVE WITH YOUR NAME
I wanted to breathe your name each time I exhaled out air; impregnating the atmosphere with your mystical fragrance,
Facilitating your entity to settle; occupying all quarters of my cloistered room.
I wanted to sight your name each time I opened my eyes; granting it a status
of being blissfully omnipresent,
Making me thoroughly oblivious to the tyranny of the world; the ghastly incidences unleashing themselves on the crowded street.
I wanted to hear your name each time sound drifted into my ears; transforming
all other noise into your splendor,
Making your voice my song for the brilliant morning as well as my rhyme for
the freezing night.
I wanted to recite your name each time I opened my lips; circumventing my face
with an inevitable smile,
Imparting rubicund color to the corners of my cheek; and an enchanting glow to
the fortress of my teeth.
I wanted to imprison your name each time I clenched my fists; keeping it forever locked in my embrace,
Shielding it wholesomely from nefarious looks of the world; the lechery of savage souls existing on this globe.
I wanted to digest your name each time I consumed food; enabling me to keep you in proximity with my intestines,
Eventually becoming an indispensable constituent part of my blood; circulating
rambunctiously through my veins.
I wanted to envisage your name each time I felt like dreaming; profoundly incorporating my mind with your mesmerizing images,
Catapulting me to unprecedented territories of paradise; the very instant I wanted too.
I wanted to incarcerate your name on my tongue each time I felt thirsty; to satiate the burning chords bouncing in my throat,
Celestially pacifying my desires; leading me to holistic pathways of spiritual healing.
I wanted to write your name in grandiloquent bold letters each time my fingers itched to move; accentuating it profoundly on bonded paper,
Portraying the enlightening effect that it has; when sighted in embossed script.
And I wanted to remember your name with the first beams of evanescent dawn; and the last minute before shutting my eyes,
Blessing me with loads of courage to fight the acerbic day; sleep as unperturbed as god in the ominous night .
17. ROPE OF LOVE
When they tied me in ropes of slender steel; mercilessly cupping my hands in an airtight embrace,
I felt submerged by disparaging despair in the beginning; although after a while I used my ingenuity and managed to wriggle out completely free from my bondage.
When they wound me in ropes of sparkling diamonds; the acerbic edges of stone
pricked me severely in my veins,
I was a blend of tribulation and supreme rhapsody at witnessing the jewels; although after a few hours I astutely succeeded to chisel the same and hastily absconded.
When they strangulated me in ropes of threadbare rubber; securely tying my hands and feet,
I felt the breath imprisoned in my chest stifling every unleashing minute; although I somehow achieved to find a rusty knife; eloped like the frisky giraffe after chafing my ropes.
When they enmeshed me in ropes of acrimonious thorns; the stinging nettles made me profusely bleed,
I felt an obfuscated blu
r encircle my eyes; although after a few determined gasps; I opened my barricades insurmountably flexing my muscles; and decamped surreptitiously via the boundless ocean.
When they tethered me uncouthly in ropes of live snakes; with the hooded monster snaring its venomous fangs on my cheek,
I felt an armory of Goosebumps creep up on my skin; sweat dribbling like torrential rain from my body; although in the end I was able to defeat my lethal adversary; and fled for my life as fast as those tiny legs of mine could carry me.
When they enslaved me in ropes of thick tree roots; a plethora of worms and
pugnacious ants crawled on my body from the same,
I initially felt miserable with the insects abhorrently tickling my flesh; although a few minutes of intense contemplation; I was able to unwind the knots; and galloped as speedily as I could from the dense jungle.
When they captivated me in ropes of blistering iron; stuffing my mouth with
tons of fetid cotton,
I thought this was going to be my last day of holistic survival; although within seconds I discovered a gas stove nearby; judiciously used the flames to snap open my chains and then transgressed through the heavy door to escape.
When they incarcerated me in ropes of coarse cloth; hanging me upside down
with my feet tautly kissing the tall ceiling,
I started perceiving the world as being grotesquely distorted; although after a few breaths I used my teeth to acrobatically open my chords; and fled the disdainful scenario; leaping through partially open window.
When they bound me in ropes of crude glass pieces; stripping every bit of cloth from my persona,
I felt a stream of fresh blood oozing incessantly from my raw wounds; although I still managed to break free vehemently flinging the pointed shards from my arms.
And eventually when they imprisoned me in the "rope of love "; with my beloved lying blissfully by my side,
I endeavored as hard as possible to scamper away; but this time though the mesmerizing essence of her entity; the invincible power of her devotion for my
being; held me incorrigibly on the ground; to bask for centuries unprecedented
in the glory of her widespread arms .
18. CAN TRUE LOVE EVER DREAM OF BEING DESTROYED
Can callous stones lying on the ground; ever dream of flying soaring high in the clouds abreast with the birds?
Can inclement rain pelting from the sky; ever dream of heating the land instead of profusely soaking it?
Can foliated trees swaying high and handsome with the blowing wind; ever dream
of transforming into a diminutive ant?
Can the formidably constructed fortress; ever dream of crumbling down like a pack of cards?
Can the ground on which we traversed; ever dream of disdainfully buckling down
under our inconspicuous weight?
Can the magnanimous aircraft hovering at unprecedented heights in the air;
ever dream of maneuvering through the crowded city streets?
Can the dazzling sun god in the cosmos; ever dream of submerging the atmosphere with pitch dark blackness instead of scintillating light?
Can the dog philandering unscrupulously through the streets; ever dream of not wagging his curved tail?
Can the vivacious chameleon bouncing between the hedges; ever dream of not
changing its enchanting color?
Can the nectar oozing our bountifully from beehives; ever dream of being as
salty as the wild sea?
Can the summit of the colossal mountain; ever dream of being in close quarters
with the dilapidated road?
Can the inebriating elixir of opulent wine; ever dream of being like crystalline mineral water?
Can the ominous scorpion merrily gallivanting through the jungles; ever dream
of not injecting its venomous sting?
Can the greasy lubricating oil; ever dream of not impregnating the surface
with a slippery sheen?
Can the penguins born and existing in the savage cold of Atlantic; ever dream
of blistering heat of the uncouth desert?
Can the angular soles of feet; ever dream of eloquently singing instead of inexorably trespassing infinite miles of cold territory?
Can the fragrant and scarlet rose; ever dream of emanating a fetid odor; a pugnacious smell resembling the leaking gutters?
Can the intangible photograph suspended from the wall; ever dream of emulating
the animated actions of a live man?
Can the mammoth elephant transgressing majestically through the forest; ever dream of floundering under the onslaught of sensitive breeze?
Can the violently swirling waves of the ocean; ever dream of becoming the condensed river?
Can the freezing cold bar of icecream; ever dream of scalding ones mouth?
Can the hideously towering demon brutally massacring innocuous people; ever
dream of replicating God,
And "can true love ever dream of being destroyed "; even if there came the greatest force from society to dismantle it; the wisest man in space to rebuke it; the mightiest power on earth to decimate it ?
19. YOU LIVED IN MY HEART
You lived in my intricate eyes when I saw the world; taught me to discerningly distinguish between the good and evil,
You lived in my ears when I listened to sound; made me stringently aware of
the most minuscule of voice in proximity,
You lived in my feet when I traversed the parched earth; making sure that my
toes remained reinvigorated at all times,
You lived in my fingers when I wrote literature; making me chisel sheer magic
out of nondescript words,
You lived in my stomach when I swallowed food; assisting me to
scrupulously digest the same,
You lived in my nails when I scratched the wall; imparting me with the tenacity to peel off the pallid paint,
You lived in my tongue when I spoke; blessing me with the tact of producing a
melodious noise,
You lived in my nostrils when I breathed air; seeing to it that the purest part of it entered the jacket of my lungs,
You lived in my veins when they pumped crimson blood; ensuring that it flowed
rambunctiously all throughout the day,
You lived in my throat when I gulped cool water; facilitating it to smoothly
cascade down my neck,
You lived in my luscious lips when I smiled; making it appear profoundly incarcerating in front of the audience,
You lived in my slender bones as I grew; impregnating them with tons of calcium; making me audaciously confront the most bizarre of situation,
You lived in my armory of teeth when I masticated my meals; making sure that I
crushed each obdurate morsel into silken chowder,
You lived in my mind when I tried to contemplate; providing me with the most
adept solution to my baffling enigma,
You lived in my scalp every time I felt like caressing it; incorporating the follicles of my hair with resplendent shine,
You lived in the wildest of my fantasies; the most weirdest of my dreams; making it wholesomely sure that they didn’t cause me any harm,
You lived in the lines embossed on the back of my palm; chalking my destiny to
be as bright as possible,
You lived in my sweat as it dribbled down my cheeks; inundating it with a perennial shine,
You lived in my scent as the day unveiled itself into shivering night; embedding my persona with an everlasting essence,
And most importantly you lived in my heart invincibly imprisoned; as it had
absolutely no vacancy for any other entity to exist .