The Womb – Poems on Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood – volume 1

  Only a mother could understand the speechless child so irrefutably Omnisciently; like nobody else on this unsurpassably magnetic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could patronize the lambasted child so unequivocally selflessly; like nobody else on this redolently resplendent earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could embellish the bruised child so eclectically artistically; like nobody else on this mellifluously robust earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could sing for the blind child so vividly tirelessly; like nobody else on this graciously magnanimous earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could mimic the mischievous child so spell bindingly joyously; like nobody else on this astoundingly fructifying earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could pacify the wailing child so sacredly abundantly; like nobody else on this regally aristocratic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could defend the dilapidated child so intractably handsomely; like nobody else on this exquisitely panoramic earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could revitalize the dwindling child so Omnipresently fabulously; like nobody else on this insurmountably evolving earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  Only a mother could worship the destitute child so implacably faithfully; like nobody else on this limitlessly ardent earth; could ever dream of; or ever could,

  And it was only a mother who could love the newborn child so perpetually radiantly; like nobody on this blessedly uninhibited earth; could ever dream of; or ever could.

  28. TO THE INIMITABLY GODLY BEATS 

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

  But to her blissfully tinkling laughter; ebulliently danced the entire planet; with unsurpassable fervor; and timelessly outside.

  My eyes could perhaps have punctuated you a trifle; casting an impression of transiently augmenting empathy; upon your luridly morass countenance,

  But to her innocuously flirtatious winks; wonderfully cavorted the entire planet; with indefatigable mysticism; and tantalizingly outside.

  My whispers could perhaps have enthralled you a trifle; ephemerally diverting your preposterously malicious mind towards an ocean of untamed enigma,

  But to her mellifluously immaculate tunes; magically swayed the entire planet; with unrelenting euphoria; and vivaciously outside.

  My muscles could perhaps have impressed you a trifle; capturing the crux of your imagination with the wand of miraculous machismo,

  But to her divinely uninhibited selflessness; bountifully stooped the entire planet; with unparalleled obeisance; and celestially outside.

  My eyebrows could perhaps have perpetuated you a trifle; engendering you to momentarily envisage the rhapsodically unknown; with their mischievously

  resplendent twitching,

  But to her fathomlessly poignant expressions; ingratiatingly resonated the entire planet; with perennial brotherhood; and ecstatically outside.

  My shadow could perhaps have stupefied you a trifle; serenely placating your barbarously lambasted nerves; with the tonic of fugitive camaraderie,

  But to her Omnipotently sacrosanct aura; symbiotically marched the entire planet; with the spirit of humanitarian bonding; and vibrantly outside.

  My palms could perhaps have supported you a trifle; amiably sequestering your trembling flesh from the traitors; for just an infidel instant,

  But to her invincibly everlasting uninhibitedness; perpetually sang the entire planet; with synergistically unblemished caring; and gloriously outside.

  My fantasies could perhaps have enlightened you a trifle; fantastically enriching the fabric of your ignominiously dithering existence; for a few hours every day,

  But to her unassailably enamoring genius; relentlessly proliferated the entire planet; with exuberantly charismatic newness; and Omnipresently outside.

  My breath could perhaps have titillated you a trifle; miraculously reinvigorating your lividly deteriorating senses with the elixir of survival; for just an evanescent moment,

  But to her insuperable cries of sparkling righteousness; effulgently radiated the entire planet; with undaunted resilience; and resplendently outside.

  And my heart could perhaps have loved you a trifle; magnificently alleviating you of your inexplicably cancerous pain; for just an ethereal second every night,

  But to the inimitably Godly beats of her newly born freshness; triumphantly throbbed the entire planet; with indomitably insatiable compassion; and immortally

  Outside.

  29. INIMITABLY DIVINE MOTHER 

   

  Ingratiatingly heavenly scent was what majestically radiated; from the eyes of the poignantly everlasting and stupendously blossoming rose,

  Fathomlessly enigmatic boundlessness was what enchantingly radiated; from the eyes of the crimson crested and regally bestowing sky,

  Brilliantly shimmering graciousness was what incredulously radiated; from the eyes of the limitlessly eclectic and bountifully sparkling desert,

  Immaculately blissful sacredness was what timelessly radiated; from the eyes of the vivaciously bouncing and freshly born child,

  Eclectically magnificent empathy was what insatiably radiated; from the eyes of the vibrantly molding and surreally philandering artist,

  Vividly tantalizing mischief was what flirtatiously radiated; from the eyes of the euphorically cavorting and rampantly swinging chimpanzee,

  Ravishingly tangy boisterousness was what gregariously radiated; from the eyes of the tirelessly undulating and froth embellished sea,

  Beautifully blessed sensuousness was what obeisantly radiated; from the eyes of the newly married and celestially fantasizing bride,

  Fearlessly intrepid exhilaration was what patriotically radiated; from the eyes of the

  unflinchingly altruistic and insuperably dedicated soldier,

  Rhapsodically enamoring merrymaking was what insurmountably radiated; from the eyes of the slender legged and seductively hopping grasshopper,

  Invincibly innovative melody was what tirelessly radiated; from the eyes of the magically gifted and profusely sweet nightingale,

  Indomitably rudimentary humility was what honesty radiated; from the eyes of the placidly charming and harmoniously fleetfooted sheep,

  Flamboyantly unconquerable light was what Omnisciently radiated; from the eyes of the gloriously scarlet and benevolently enlightening Sun,

  Unshakably priceless solidarity was what unassailably radiated; from the eyes of the philanthropically egalitarian and unequivocally uninhibited fortress of mankind,

  Jubilantly fantastic oneness was what handsomely radiated; from the eyes of the blazingly courageous and indefatigably striving gladiator,

  Charismatically unequivocal sweetness was what mellifluously radiated; from the eyes of the rambunctiously buzzing and serendipitously oozing bumble bee,

  Sparklingly benevolent righteousness was what iridescently radiated; from the eyes of the impeccably selfless and perennially bonding wave of gorgeous humanity,

  Immortally impregnable love was what aristocratically radiated; from the eyes of the passionately evergreen and robustly ardent lover,

  And Omnipotently blessing Godliness was what unbeatably radiated; from the eyes of my blissfully sacrosanct and inimitably divine mother

  30. MOTHER 

   

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

  To every celestial snore of yours; she felt like the most invincible queen on this colossal planet; caressing her invincibly majestic fingers through your curls; so that not even the most infinitesimal of evil on this earth; could ever dream of disturbing you,

  To every mischievous cavorting of yours;
she felt at the most incredulous epitome of camaraderie; showering upon you every happiness of her sacrosanct soul; for infinite more births of yours yet to unveil,

  To every blazingly patriotic march of yours; she felt the most astronomically privileged organism on this boundless Universe; as tears of unconquerably royal

  pride cascaded down her beautifully effulgent cheeks,

  To every inexplicably traumatic pain of yours; she altruistically abdicated her countless nights worth of sleep; unflinchingly standing by your side; even as

  licentiously lascivious leeches of bizarre disease pelted upon you from; every conceivable side,

  To every ardently insatiable desire of yours; she bowed down in gloriously timid acquiescence; indefatigably searching even the most diminutive cranny of this earth; to procure you all eternally unassailable bliss,

  To every inquisitively blank stare of yours; she boisterously reverberated like a magically placating fairy; magnanimously bestowing every plausibly fascinating answer in your frantically outstretched and restless lap,

  To every mellifluously enchanting expression of yours; she swirled in unprecedented euphoria under the poignantly dancing clouds; stupendously replenishing each of her divine senses with your wave of endlessly sparkling jubilation,

  To every astoundingly emollient accomplishment of yours; she scintillating applauded till beyond the realms of infinite infinity; uninhibitedly proclaiming your commemoration; to every entity that she encountered on this limitless globe,

  To every ephemerally fugitive whisper of yours; she relentlessly groped even in the meadows of the most horrifically ghastly nothingness; to try and decipher the true meaning of your insipidly infidel prattling,

  To every garrulously emaciated gnarl of yours; she magnificently embellished your satanically slavering palette; with the most fabulously redolent fruits of nature’s ingratiatingly panoramic creation,

  To every euphorically untamed cry of yours; she liberated her sagacious persona of even the most lambastingly deleterious of tensions; tumultuously overjoyed at your blessedly momentous exultation,

  To every immaculately impetuous stubbornness of yours; she gorgeously empathized with you like the Omnipotent Lord; bounteously fructifying your agonizingly wandering soul; till the last droplet of her blood flowed and shimmered into shine,

  To every artistic eclecticism of yours; she beamed more celestially than Omnipresent sunshine; transpiring you to exuberantly surge forward; even as the ruthlessly conventional society outside murderously asphyxiated her of her final breath,

  To every remorsefully unfinished dream of yours; she flew you on her wings of insuperably regale companionship; making you feel the most pricelessly endowed and surreally mesmerizing entity ever alive,

  To every ebulliently vivacious word of yours; she implacably clapped till scarlet blood froze in her philanthropic veins; being a resplendently quintessential element of your enthusiasm in life; even as insane lunatics outside bawdily slandered at her charming graciousness,

  To every disastrously financial crisis of yours; she handsomely emptied all wealth on this cosmos in your wailing palms; at times tawdrily trading her flesh to lecherously venomous thorns; in order to witness tinkling laughter on your face again,

  To every insidiously inevitable betrayal of yours; she immortally inundated each beat of your gruesomely livid dereliction; with all the love that she could ever have assimilated; in this life and beyond,

  And even as the uncouthly prejudiced world outside failed to recognize you even in the most brilliantly dazzling of sunlight; her Omniscient palms protected the most mercurial shades of your life from beneath her veritable grave; even before you could

  incongruously mumble mother.

  31. GOD'S MOST PRECIOUS CREATION 

   

  I didn’t know who was his mother; the irrefutably sacrosanct womb which had evolved his impeccable contours,

  I didn’t know who was his father; the revered principles of which; circulated faster than white lightening in his tender veins,

  I didn’t know what was his name; the initials he incoherently embossed with his immaculately sweet little fingers,

  I didn’t know what was his birthplace; the color of the cradle that must have witnessed his overwhelmingly surreal mischief,

  I didn’t know what religion he belonged to; the inexplicable conglomerate of scriptures that were chanted on him; when he was just born,

  I didn’t know the exact date of his cherished birth; the exact second when even the God's in the Universe must have inevitably stooped down to witness his

  Omnipotent grace,

  I didn’t know the words which he might have uttered just a minute ago; the rhapsodically innocent voice which must have incredulously enlightened the pallid

  atmosphere,

  I didn’t know what were his likes and dislikes; the games he adored the most; the delicacies he delectably nibbled with his freshly protruding jaws,

  I didn’t know what was his shoe size; the fabulously spongy rubber which tickled him voraciously on his diminutive feet,

  I didn’t know what were the fantasies circulating through his vulnerable mind; the dream floating ebulliently in his inconspicuously beautiful brain cells,

  I didn’t know who was his sister; the tiny angel who incessantly frolicked with him in the corridors of unsuspectingly playful fantasy,

  I didn’t know why was he crying indefatigably; the things that mattered the most

  to his mesmerizing heart,

  I didn’t know the identity of his naughty friends; the robust chinned tiny stalwarts with whom he spent countless hours every single day,

  I didn’t know the marks on his flesh since he emitted out his first cry; the spots which bestowed him with astronomical good luck in every unfurling aspect of

  life,

  I didn’t know the school he went too; the clay which he fondled with in his magical palms; to chisel the most alluring shapes ever conceivable on this planet,

  I didn’t know the hours which he went off to sleep everyday; deluging the ambience with baby snores; which were infact larger than the chapter called life,

  I didn’t know the amount of milk he consumed; the fraternity of taste besieging

  his daintily darling tongue,

  I didn’t know what was the dwelling he inhabited; the celestial paths he transgressed; as he bounced uninhibitedly under the flaming Sun,

  I didn’t know what was his destiny; the uncanny map of lines embedded on his mystically immortal palms,

  And although I didn’t know anything about him; I still could sacrifice my life for him and infinite more of his kind this very instant; as he was Gods most precious creation; would always be loved for centuries unprecedented as a little child.

  32. HAVING FUN 

   

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

  rhapsodic frenzy,

  When the waves in the undulating ocean wanted to have some fun; they rose and fell merrily with the exuberant breeze; culminating into a festoon of magnificently sparkling froth as they dissipated on the silver sands,

  When the battalion of boisterous frogs wanted to have some fun; they bounced and frisked ebulliently after midnight; inundating the perpetually still atmosphere with their brazenly croaking voice,

  When the solitary palms wanted to have some fun; they embedded themselves to unprecedented limits beneath majestic soil; thunderously clapped thereafter; to

  sprinkle the granules in unanimous tandem,

  When the fleet of fountain pens wanted to have some fun; they sketched overwhelmingly funny contours of their masters; emptying the blotted ink wholesomely on his tyrannically wretched face,

  When the bells in the dilapidated castle wanted to have some fun; they commenced to nostalgically reverberate; drowning in sheer ecstasy of the euphorically

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  When the bland glasses of water wanted to have some fun; they deliberately stumbled when offered to the unsuspecting visitor; drenching him disdainfully from head to toe with their clammy caress,

  When the sonorously serious eyelids wanted to have some fun; they winked incessantly at passerby's; making them the inevitable darling of every flirtatious heart,

  When the army of mischievous red ants wanted to have some fun; they surreptitiously clambered up the mammoth elephant's trunk; evoking him to thereby

  collapse helplessly towards pathetically cold ground,

  When the morbidly aloof spider wanted to have some fun; it indefatigably ran up and down the periphery of its web; eventually deciding to perch on the honey coated biscuit placed by the luxuriously plush bedside,