In order to repair the contemporary timepiece; what was required was a pair of
lead batteries; engendering white current to flow,
In order to repair the shattered mirror; what was required was long pieces of pellucid glass; along with a rotund bottle of sticky glue,
In order to repair the disheveled painting; what was required was an artist blending it with vibrant colors from his brush; transforming its complexion into virtually new,
In order to repair raw wounds oozing blood; what was required was a sprinkle
of emollient antiseptic,
In order to repair the gaping hole in the wall; what was required was articulately sculptured bricks; which could fill the same to perfection,
In order to repair the discarded aircraft; what was required was to refuel it
with gasoline; strengthen its tapered wings,
In order repair burnt hair adorning the scalp; what was required was to tonsure the scalp entirely; to facilitate brand new clusters to grow,
In order to repair the torn parchment of bonded paper; what was required was
adhesive tape which held the sheet in a vice like grip,
In order to repair the earthquake stricken edifices; what was required was to
dismantle them completely; replacing them with fresh ones having superior
resistance to shock,
In order to repair the smashed web of the spider; what was required was to
feed the beast with lots of insect; thereby granting it strength to spin other one,
In order to repair wholesome darkness prevailing on this earth; what was required was the omnipotent light of courage shining unrelentingly,
And in order to repair my broken heart; what was required was a girl who could
love me intensely; make me oblivious to the horrendous anecdotes and my miseries of the past.
23. THE ARROW OF LOVE
When an arrow of barbaric iron struck me on my chest; rivulets of blood trickled down rampantly,
Soft portions of flesh were brutally invaded; and I emitted loud screams of anguish under my vanishing breath.
When an arrow of glittering gold struck me perilously close to my ribs; I
initially felt elated at witnessing the opulence embedded,
However after a while the beats of my heart reduced dramatically; and
An uncanny numbness seemed to be encompassing my persona.
When an arrow of acrimonious thorns struck me in my eye; I felt a
sudden gush of blindness encroach upon my silhouette,
The world now seemed an obfuscated blur of its original self; and I now
sighted the dazzling sun in the sky as gruesomely black.
When an arrow of piquant chili struck me in the center of my nostrils;
I experienced fuming sensations engulf my breath,
Eloped as fast as my skinny legs could carry me; to dip my burnt skin in revitalizing water.
When an arrow of obnoxious tobacco struck me on my lips; the derogatory
odor made me inevitably cough,
Some of the derogatory powder had also entered my intricate intestines;
and I vomited out the poisonous extract with my inebriated eyes feebly
closing down.
When an arrow of resplendent silver struck me in my legs; I at the
onset appreciated the gleam and accentuated shine,
Although after a few seconds had elapsed; collapsed in a bedraggled
heap on the stony floor; unable to bear the tyranny anymore.
When an arrow of pointed glass struck me in my face; indiscriminately
permeating through my cheek,
I felt as if stabbed by millions of scorpion tails; lost holistic consciousness instantaneously succumbing to the mighty onslaught.
When an arrow of golden honey struck me on my rotund stomach; this time
I felt no pain not even the slightest of discomfort,
However with rising of the next dawn; a conglomerate of parasites and
leech had camouflaged my skin from the world; greedily sucking the nectar as
well as long pieces of my bone.
When an arrow of charred wood struck me in my shoulder; it mercilessly
ripped apart the protruding muscle,
Made sooty indentations on my sparkling complexion; sapping away
exuberant sources of energy from my demeanor.
And eventually when the "ARROW OF LOVE" struck me in the middle of my
forehead; I felt mystical sensations inundate my soul,
There was a revolutionary stirring which occurred in my heart; making me completely forgetful to the heaps of tribulation I had suffered just minutes before,
Drowning me into an ocean of celestial harmony; a land where there existed nothing else but an insatiable spirit to romantically exist and care.
24. GLASS OF LOVE
When I drank water in a glass of composite mud; the liquid tasted
ravishing; with my reflection wavering erratically in it,
However it contained tinges of dissolved sand; and was a trifle salty
for my liking.
When I drank water in a glass of deplorable copper; the liquid appeared
blurred in the prevailing darkness,
And when I sipped it; it had a stale odor of the rusty surface it had adhered to for many hours.
When I drank water in a glass of pure bamboo; the liquid looked glistening and
mesmerizing under the sun,
Although even after consuming it completely; I still felt that my bowels were
yet famished and incorrigibly demanded more.
When I drank water in a glass of yellow molded gold; the liquid inside displayed a scintillating shine; dazzling brilliantly in the most sequestered of room,
However it miserably floundered to pacify my thirst; as I was heavily circumspect in devouring the costly water.
When I drank water in a glass of hardened plastic; the liquid seemed to be
overwhelming still without the slightest of ripple,
But the tangy flavor was blatantly absent; and I didn’t relish one sip of what
I had just swallowed.
When I drank water in a glass of bombastic diamonds; the liquid looked as if
shimmering profusely under the moon,
Although an uncanny feeling enveloped my stomach; a feeling as if I had
Eaten the glittering diamonds.
When I drank water in a glass of pencil lead; the liquid inside looked obnoxiously black; readily acquiring the color of its vessel,
And I felt like puking it out with ferocious intensity; after having dubiously
gulped it.
When I drank water in a glass of broad green leaf; the liquid inside resembled
the perennial pastures sprawling over the valley,
But alongwith it there entered a fleet of invisible insects in my throat; and
I shivered inadvertently envisaging the aftermath of disease.
When I drank water in a glass of heavy stone; the liquid pretty normal to
drink,
However lifting the glass proved to be a bit cumbersome; and I felt a
bit perturbed by the flimsy effort.
And eventually when I drank water in the "GLASS OF OUR LOVE"; blending
it with a concoction of her heavenly tears,
The water tasted as sweet as never before; as impeccable as sacrosanct god; as exotic as the gyrating fairies in the sky; and it instantly put me into an inevitable slumber.
25. THE TENACITY OF MY LOVE
Even If you were an obdurate stone; with loads of callousness embedded
rigidly in your persona,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transformed you into
Molten wax rampantly dripping down; eventually blendi
ng with the earth.
Even if you were the dry desert; harboring a plethora of acrimonious
cactus and violently blistering winds,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; inundated you with
fresh water; imparting a perennial wetness to your sands.
Even if you were the satanic demon; with your armory of brutal teeth
scintillating wickedly under the moon,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; brought about a
dramatic metamorphosis in you; converting you into an immaculate angel.
Even if you were the incorrigible dictator; rebuking all in proximity
with your volley of expletives and commands,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; pacified you
overwhelmingly; exonerated the bitterness in your voice.
Even if you were deadly poison; causing instantaneous death on
consumption,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; completely annihilated
your venom; making you as sweet as golden nectar.
Even if you were pallid paint sticking languidly to the walls;
propagating waves of disparaging gloom in the ambience,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; impregnated you with
brilliantly vibrant color; made you profoundly smile.
Even if you were poignant green chili; thunderously shouting expending
supreme capacity of your lungs,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transmuted you into
innocuous sugar; irrefutably sweet in taste.
Even if you were the viciously lethal reptile; baring your fangs at me
with utter hostility,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; changed you into the
resplendent fish; gliding sedately through the swirling ocean.
Even if you were blazing volcano; torching all those who came even
centimeters near you; devouring innocent humans in your fiery belly like
inconspicuous insects,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transfigured you into
the melodious stream weaving its way enchantingly through meadows of soft
grass.
And even if you were the idol of horrendous hatred; ostracizing
humanity severely for its benevolent deeds,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; rekindled in you the
essence of sharing; the insatiable urge to caress and care.
26. 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 tones
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.
27. 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 blur 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 tones 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.