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.
28. THE FIRST TIME
The first time when I swam in fathomless waters of the Atlantic; my legs felt dreary with feverish exhilaration; my heart palpitated 100 beats faster,
There was an incredulous feeling of confronting the storm; floating
abreast the opalescent fish; caressing the drifting corals as I plunged down.
The first time when I ate freezing icecream; infinite buds of taste
stood up on my tongue in bewildered alacrity,
I greedily gulped the blend of protuberant cherry and cream inadvertently smearing some of it on my nose; to satiate my thirst in the scorching winds of summer.
The first time when I witnessed an accident; the lifeless form of an innocuous
pedestrian lying in a river of crimson blood,
Uncanny shivers ran down my spine at swashbuckling speeds; a dark blur
obliterated my eyes; and I swooned in a disheveled heap on the ground.
The first time when I saw a crackling fire; heaps of logs being incinerated by
a tiny matchstick,
I felt besieged by waves of curiosity; unwittingly poking my fingers in the
sapphire blue flames; although I quickly withdrew them before my flesh
got charred to soot.
The first time when I smoked a cigarette; I felt something vindictively
burning in my throat,
There were incessant bouts of coughing; succeeded by clouds of grey air
wafting from my mouth.
The first time when I drove my car; I felt tumultuous power
encompassing me; as I could increase the speed at a mere kiss to the accelerator,
However when I did so; the automobile sky rocketed towards the sky;
eventually crashing into the bakery full of rotten eggs and cakes.
The first time when I sat in the aircraft; I felt overwhelmed by the ostentatious interiors; the trays of plum juice being served in kingly fashion,
I thought of opening the translucent glass window as I usually did as I
got up from sleep; this time though I was rebuked by the airhostess from doing
so; as it could mean a difference between life and death.
The first time when I drank peach flavored wine; there was a massive cyclone
that engulfed my mind,
I seemed to have lost refined degrees of sophistication; barked a volley of
malicious expletives looking my employer straight in his eyes.
The first time when I heard the tiger growl in the jungle; the sonorous screeching of the owl; I felt clusters of hair stand like needles on my skin,
Also I didn’t need to find a plush lavatory; as I had performed the call of
nature in my pants.
The first time I attended a bombastic party; with a conglomerate of sparkling
lights falling in dispersed beams; I felt awkward reverberations entrench me
from all sides,
And my situation exacerbated; when my parents introduced me to the ensemble of
dignitaries; who sipped beer as casually as they had mineral water from their glass.
The first time I held a gun in my hands; they unrelentingly shivered with cold
sweat dribbling down my forehead,
I knew I had to kill my adversary to save my own life; but in the end succumbed to the tyranny of fate; as I couldn’t muster the tenacity to fire.
The first time when I heard my name; the voice of my mother stringently addressing me in her domineering,
I felt as impregnable as god in the sky; as I had now been bestowed supreme
recognition to my otherwise neglected entity.
And the first time when I saw her; sighting her silken hair blowing with the
wind; I instantly fell in the dungeon of love,
Wanting to be incarcerated with her celestial form; away from the nuances of
the world for ever and ever and ever .
29. POLISH
I polished my shoe using a blend of molten wax and color; exerting
onerous strokes with my hands,
As an aftermath they shone brilliantly under the sun; however after a
few hours of transgressing through the streets; they were completely
covered with squalid mud.
I polished the nondescript wall using a canister full of turpentine
oil; painting the same with shades of sparkling white,
As a result it appeared a stupendous treat to the eye; however after a
while I noticed abashing chocolate smudges which the children must have left
while playing.
I polished the necklace of lackluster silver by dipping it in pure
milk; vigorously kneading its periphery applying stringent lemon,
As a manifestation it shimmered magnificently under the beams of moon;
however when I sighted it after a few days it had again acquired incorrigible
stains of black juxtaposed with perspiration.
I polished my plate of food submerging it in a bath of foam; then
scrubbing it with a cloth of flocculent silk,
It glistened marvelously as if brand new; however after consuming my
meal of rice and curry; it again got coated with blemishes of black and blue.
I polished the windscreen of my car drenching it in tepid water; then
massaging it till it emanated a screeching sound,
The effect was so incredulous that I could almost spot stars sleeping
behind the sun; however after few minutes of driving the glass again looked
tainted with a sheet of nascent dust lining its borders.
I polished my finger nails using scarlet nailpolish; meticulously
applying it to engulf the entire surface,
The effect was pretty exotic as they conspicuously glimmered under the
lights; however after a fortnight the color seemed to as evanescent as the
passing storms.
I polished my teeth using a fat smear of tangy toothpaste; resolutely
stroking the brush umpteenth times on their surface,
As a consequence the armory of my enamel radiated like scintillating
pearls; however as the day unveiled itself into night; I saw a host of germ and
bacteria sticking merrily to them.
I polished my attire using an antiseptic bar of detergent; brushing
away the most minuscule particle of dust from my collar,
As a result of which I got profoundly noticed in public; however after
a few minutes a speeding car sprayed a drizzle of fetid water while passing;
and my immaculate demeanor was now converted to mere shambles.
I polished the floor all day using all sorts of modern contrivances;
even going to the extent of licking it clean with my tongue,
As an inevitable outcome it emitted brilliant ramifications of purity;
however after sometime was rendered indescribable; as unruly strangers entered
with their dirty feet.
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But as far as my beloved was concerned she didn’t need the slightest of
sparkle; the slightest of ostentation to project her persona,
The inner beauty of her heart perennially shone; irrespective of
changing seasons and the unleashing of time,
She was the only person who by my perception was the most beautiful;
the one who didn’t need the slightest of polish.
30. IF I WERE TO CHOOSE
If I were to choose from; speeding in a motorboat to swimming against
choppy waves of the ocean,
I would prefer wading across the stormy waters profusely moving my
arms; rather than the insipid journey in the cruise liner.
If I were to choose from; languishing on the flocculent couch to
sleeping on the stone cold floor,
I would prefer to caress the ground; roll wildly in unparalleled
exuberance; rather than the effeminate comfort of the bed.
If I were to choose from; transgressing the desert barefoot to riding
on profoundly hunched camel back,
I would prefer to walk feeling the tenacity of blistering sun on my
back; rather than petulantly torture the innocuous beast.
If I were to choose from; reaching the pinnacle of the mountain top on
cable car to clambering up using a knotted rope,
I would prefer to onerously scramble my way to the top basking in the
spirit of paramount adventure; rather than descending on my destination
without flexing the slightest of my muscle.
If I were to choose from; drinking opulent wine floating in swanky
glasses to crystalline liquid extracted from the belly of earth,
I would prefer rapidly gulping the scintillating water; rather than
collapsing in a disheveled heap on the ground after devouring the inebriating
elixir.
If I were to choose from; inhaling artificial air from the compact
cylinder of oxygen to breathing directly from the atmosphere,
I would prefer to expand my lungs to their full capacity in my chest
drawing in ravishing puffs of oxygen; rather than respiring the adulterated
surroundings.
If I were to choose from; watching television to voraciously reading
infinite lines of literature,
I would prefer to exorbitantly exert my eyes trying to innovatively
perceive in the dormitories of my mind; rather than indolently viewing gaudy
images flickering on the silver screen.
If I were to choose from; dancing in the sleazy discotheque in an
ambience of bombastic lights to swirling on the vast ground,
I would prefer to rambunctiously gyrate under the dazzling sun god;
rather than consciously moving my body in the realms of nimble sophistication.
If I were to choose from; residing in the grandiloquent palace to the
rustic interiors of a tumbledown hut,
I would prefer to live in the ramshackle barn with boisterous droplets
of rain cascading freely through blatantly gaping holes; rather than having a
fleet of bodyguards parading around my impoverished persona.
If I were to choose from; staying secure in custody of the corrupt
leaders den to flinging my life away for the sake of my country,
I would prefer; to indiscriminately shed my blood on the battlefield
rather than keep leading a life of opprobrious contempt.
And if I were to choose from; my beloved and boundless notes of white
currency, I would definitely prefer her compounded with our penurious condition
to live; rather than leading a lackluster life divested of the desire to
struggle; a life utterly bereft of the zeal to live.
31. WHEN WE TALK ABOUT LOVE
When we talk about the fiery body of sun; it's magnanimous stature in
the sky,
The cardinal thing that inundates our mind; is its dazzling shine; and
the blistering rays that emanate indefatigably throughout the day.
When we talk about the placid persona of lake; the plethora of ripples
embodied on its surface,
The salient thing that floods our mind; is the boats floating on it;
the conglomerate of resplendent fish beneath its surface.
When we talk about the blossoming flowers in the garden; the wild
stalks of grass circumventing them,
The chief thing that deluges our mind; is the fragrance that
perennially wafts from them; the sweet nectar incarcerated in their core.
When we talk about the colossal desert; the sweltering heat permeating
the ambience like dagger heads of acrimonious steel,
The conspicuous thing that overwhelms our mind; is the astronomical
amounts of slippery sand; the hunchbacked camels traversing through its territory.
When we talk about the steep mountains; gigantic streams of water
plummeting down their slopes,
The remarkable thing that imprisons our mind; is its summits standing abreast the clouds; the melodious gurgling sounds of liquid cascading down towards the ground.
When we talk about the tenacious wind; turbulent draughts of breeze
sweeping the periphery of earth,
The prominent thing that encapsulates our mind; is rustling of the tree
leaves; the loose granules of mud which fly incoherently in air.
When we talk about the preposterously huge whales; their monstrous pair
of teeth which pulverize humans to chowder,
The main thing that engulfs our mind; is swirling waves of the majestic
ocean; the animated aquatic life inhabiting the fathomless waters.
When we talk about the diminutive mosquito; its proliferation in pools of fetid water,
The profound thing that envelops our mind; is incessant sounds of cacophonic
buzzing; the animosity in sting which painstakingly infiltrates in our flesh.
When we talk about gargantuan slices of cheese; the rich and sumptuous
odor diffusing from the same,
The supreme thing that strangulates our mind; is the sacrosanct cow
yielding immaculate milk; the delicious taste it would impart when we revolve it
in our mouth.
And when we talk about true love; the blissful aftermath of falling in romance,
The first thing that inevitably pierces our mind; is the mesmerizing image of
our beloved; the celestial reflections of her dainty feet.
32. THE ONLY PERSON
Even If an inconspicuous particle of dust entered your eye; making you
wildly scratch with your tender palms,
That very moment I would go completely blind; wholesomely abdicating
the ability to perspicuously see.
Even if you tripped inadvertently on the floor; slightly bruising the
skin on your fragile shoulders,
That very moment I would collapse on the ground; developing a series of
multiple fracture in my feet.
Even if you coughed a trifle; as an aftermath of poignant pepper encompassing your nostrils,
That very moment I would have unrelenting bouts of rapid breathing; incessantly sneeze till the time my eyes popped out of their sockets.
Even if you perceived a baseless fear; of drizzling rain water disdainfully drenching you,
That very moment I would gruesomely drown in the colossal ocean; incorrigibly
refraining to steer my way up the surface.
Even if you tossed a
nd turned petulantly on the bed for a few minutes;
before falling into a sound slumber,
That very moment I would irrevocably stare into black space; keeping
awake the entire night like a dreaded insomniac.
Even if you banged your robust fists softly into the wall; expressing
your profound indignation at getting late for office,
That very moment I would put my hands under the springing axe;
pulverizing them into infinite splinters of bone.
Even if you contracted a minuscule infection; with the imbalance in
your body disappearing within a few hours of stringent medication,
That very moment I would have astronomically high levels of tribal
fever; with the entire of my silhouette burning like a piece of red coal.
Even if you got an iota pierced; by the irascible mosquito
unceremoniously hovering around,
That very moment I would be bitten by swarms of stinging bees;