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    The Womb - Poems on Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood - volume 2

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      Your wonderfully regale and twinkling feet; had infatuated my morbidly wavering footsteps; to such an incomprehensibly exuberant extent,

      That they perpetually marched towards the path of gloriously unflinching righteousness; spawning a fascinatingly unassailable religion of humanity; on

      every step that they transgressed.

      Your daintily enamoring and immaculate belly; had infatuated my disastrously famished stomach to such an endlessly supreme extent,

      That it perennially expurgated even the most inconspicuous element of treachery miserably incarcerated within; handsomely replenishing itself with the seeds

      of romantically unending timelessness.

      Your unchallangably godly and pristine breath; had infatuated my heinously estranged nostrils; to such a tantalizingly fathomless extent,

      That they exhaled only the mantra of scintillatingly priceless truth; wholesomely abdicating even the tiniest trace of malice; for infinite more births yet to unveil.

      Your melodiously poignant streams of innocent blood; had infatuated my remorsefully shrinking veins to such a holistically serene extent,

      That they intractably vomited all lecherously dolorous despair; majestically assimilating the gorgeously untainted charisma; of this boundlessly beautiful

      Universe.

      And your royal fountain of immortally new born beats; had infatuated my ludicrously extinguishing heart to such an undefeated extent,

      That it not only indefatigably entwined with the cradle of glitteringly compassionate love; but ubiquitously disseminated a stream of marvelous humanity to every cranny besieged with horrendously crippling despair; passionately sequestered every

      devastatingly orphaned cry; in its humanitarian swirl.

     

      17. KAVYA- MY NEW BORN DAUGHTER

      I had been ardently yearning for this moment as much as fathomless fields of barren grass; passionately yearn for rain,

      And today her beautifully soft palms were entwined in heavenly unison with my chest; as she astoundinglystartled me with her bountifully sporadic winking.

      I had been intransigently desiring this moment; as much as the unfathomably mystical forests; perennially desire resplendent fruit,

      And today her celestially innocuous eyes reflected the Omnipotent charisma of the entire Universe in my face; as she gorgeously emanated her very first cry of survival.

      I had been tumultuously craving for this moment; as much as the patriotically blazing soldiers crave for; irrefutably scintillating triumph,

      And today her mischievous shock of ravishing hair; eternally caressed my

      ebulliently tear soaked cheeks.

      I had been intractably perceiving this moment; as much as the Gods in the cosmos indefatigably perceive; harmoniously symbiotic brotherhood on even the most

      remote quarter of this Universe,

      And today her divinely diminutive feet rhapsodically kicked my chin; with each profoundly pronounced line on her majestic palms; euphorically chiseling the

      remainder of my penurious life.

      I had been irrevocably fantasizing about this moment; as much as the profusely scarlet roses fantasize about being regally kissed; by the voluptuously

      silken clouds,

      And today her innocuously rubicund lips smiled uninhibitedly at me; putting my unsurpassable ocean of worries and anguish; to a perpetual rest.

      I had been indefatigably wanting this moment; as much as   dolorous solitariness wanted to be handsomely perpetuated; by a resplendently twinkling fountain of

      enchanting sounds,

      And today her ingratiatingly sacrosanct forehead rested blissfully in my outstretched hands; as she beautifully suckled my little finger in her Godly mouth.

      I had been unrelentingly cognizing this moment; as much as the freshly sown seeds incessantly cognized about being aristocratically drenched; by torrential tumblers of sparkling rain,

      And today her immaculately Omniscient skin bestowed upon me not only the strength to rise from my veritable grave; but unflinchingly exist for infinite

      more births yet to unveil.

      I had been fanatically waiting for this moment; as much as the disheveled orphans on the street optimistically waited; to be embraced by cisterns of unparalleled caring,

      And today her impeccable large ears flapped in queenly tandem against my fingertips; as she incoherently whispered the magical mantra of life to my; baselessly

      wandering soul.

      And I had been immortally anticipating this moment; as much as gruesomely hapless darkness in the dungeons; perennially anticipate vibrant beams of vivaciously

      unflinching light,

      And today her impregnably minuscule heart throbbed more vibrantly than the chapter of existence near my neck; with the blood running in her sacred veins the

      same as mine; as she was none other than my newly born daughter; kavya.

      18. KAVYA 

      There was such an Omnipotence in those impeccably mesmerizing eyes of hers; that made even the most exuberant winds of rhapsody; wholesomely drift their course towards her charismatic contours,

      There was such marvelous innocence in those immaculately silken lips of hers; that made even the most brilliantly flaming beams of the Sun; salute her in uninhibitedly unending unison,

      There was such endless euphoria in those robustly crimson cheeks of hers; that made even the most voluptuously tantalizing beauty of this colossal planet; bow down in humbly unparalleled adulation,

      There was such alluring enigma in those poignantly everlasting smiles of hers; that made even the most ebulliently frolicking meadows on this fathomless earth; stoop down in profusely unconquerable adoration,

      There was such natural incoherence in those celestial wails of hers; that made even the most tumultuously compassionate thunderbolts of clouds in unprecedented

      sky; to torrentially shower down their benign blessings upon the entire human

      race; for times immemorial,

      There was such bountiful vivacity in that vividly enamoring and innocuous stride of hers; that made even the most princely whirlpools of desire; unabashedly crown her as the ultimate mantra to eternal success,

      There was such heavenly artistry in those unbelievably rhetoric and minuscule fingers of hers; that made even the most unfathomable cradles of versatility; overwhelmingly applaud her in awe-struck splendor,

      There was such profound sensitivity in those delectably diminutive ears of hers; that made even the most glistening hives of enchanting honey; melodiously flow

      towards her blissful circumference,

      There was such irrefutable honesty in those righteously divine eyes of hers; that made even the most royal Gods in the gigantic cosmos; ecstatically clap till countless more births; yet to unveil,

      There was such enamoring exhilaration in those freshly evolved tiny toes of hers; that made even the most patriotically scintillating of paths; wait in ardently augmenting anticipation; for her to perennially tread,

      There was such majestic aristocracy in those exotically hazel brown hair of hers; that made even the most unsurpassable entrenchments of timelessness; enshroud her like an impregnable fortress for; limitless more decades yet to come,

      There was such regale endowment in those inscrutably tiny destiny lines of hers; that made even the most ecstatically floating clouds in abundant sky; beautifully caress her with their incredulously fascinating charm,

      There was such indefatigable poignancy in those vibrantly ravishing veins of hers; that made even the most seductively blossoming lotus’s; to perpetually encapsulate her captivating grace; with ever-pervading fountains of ingratiating scent,

      There was such wonderful intrigue in those inadvertently harmonious yawns of hers; that made even the most inscrutably ingenious waves of invention; stand in obeisant guard for decades immemorial beside her,

      There was such unassailable triumph in those merrily advancing footsteps of hers; that made even the most blisteringly Omniscient
    rays of hope; stoop their lids in astounding acknowledgement,

      There was such spell binding enthusiasm in those mischievous fantasies of hers; that made even the most fantastically panoramic gorge of proliferating newness; forever bend down in charismatically due respect,

      There was such magnificence blended in those gorgeously infinitesimal fists of hers; that made even the most priceless angels in the cosmos; profusely stare till realms beyond eternity; in untamed celestial stupor,

      There was such sensuous fervency embellished in those inconspicuous nostrils of hers; that made even the most fragrant lap of the heavens; miraculously bestow

      vivacious life upon even the dreariest cranny of this unending planet,

      There was such immortal love in those passionately palpitating beats of hers; that made even the most Omnipresent messiahs of humanity; sing in Godly praise; for unsurpassable more decades yet to come,

      And I considered myself the richest organism on this boundless Universe; as she had my very own blood beautifully fulminating in her tiny veins; as the contours of her innocent face reminded me profusely of my sacrosanct childhood; as she was none other; than my new born daughter kavya.

       

      19. DEAR DADDY 

      Enough has been said and appreciated about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the walls of this dwelling; would never have been able to

      bear the onslaught of the vengefully greedy and rigid society,

      Enough has been said and admired about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the children of this dwelling; would never have been able

      to sleep all blissful night; in the cozy delights of the opulently silken quilt,

      Enough has been said and preached about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the rooms of this dwelling; would never have been embedded

      with luxurious luminosity; which all members profoundly relished all their lifetime,

      Enough has been said and saluted about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the driveways of this dwelling; would never have been deluged with bountiful prosperity; which celestially circulated through the hearts of one and

      all; alike,

      Enough has been said and patronized about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the commercial ambitions of all; would never have been so

      sumptuously placated; imparting them with a chance to embrace even the most bizarrely remote of their dreams,

      Enough has been said and advocated about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; sagacious knowledge of this Universe; would never have entered this dwelling; with the mantra of ignorance is bliss; being the only jargon till eternity,

      Enough has been said and idolized about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the infants of this dwelling; would never have been able to get the most majestic education; miserably buckling under the whirlwind of poverty and insanity,

      Enough has been said and prayed about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the boundaries of this dwelling; would never have been able to bear; the acrimoniously appalling abuse of the uncouth society outside,

      Enough has been said and highlighted about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the floors of this dwelling; would never have been able to

      so handsomely withhold; the unfathomable demands of pampered brats around,

      Enough has been said and idolized about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the winds of this dwelling; would never have been so royally subjected; to an unsurpassable fortress of flamboyantly dynamic exuberance; perennially diffusing from your stride,

      Enough has been said and talked about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the regal grandiloquence of this dwelling; would never have remained so invincible; with the parasitic world outside insatiably longing to devastate each of its brick,

      Enough has been said and revered about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the flowers of this dwelling; would never have bloomed so radiantly; with all inevitably busy in their own conquests; failing to water them so magnificently as you did unflinchingly each day; with the Sun transcending over the rosy horizons,

      Enough has been said and symbolized about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the clothes of this dwelling; would have never been so

      immaculately spotless; with the ruthless planet outside fervently waiting to

      envelop them in bloodbaths of abhorrent war,

      Enough has been said and cherished about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the plates of this dwelling; would never have been so aristocratically replenished; with the ungainly famished earth outside unsparingly commencing its vicious atrocity; upon our obliviously innocent blood,

      Enough has been said and sung about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the sweat in this dwelling; would never have glistened in such extraordinarily timeless perseverance; with all invidiously lazing without realizing the actual value of life,

      Enough has been said and cheered about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the enthusiasm in this dwelling; would never have been so ebulliently prolific; with the worthlessness in the air outside; being simply no match for your exhilaratingly vivacious flair; to win over the entire planet,

      Enough has been said and celebrated about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the picturesque timelessness of this dwelling; would never have been so magnificently unassailable; with every lecherous organism who tried to trespass it; sinking only more and more deeper into his ultimate grave,

      Enough has been said and embellished about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the breaths of all those in this dwelling; would never

      have flowed so uninhibitedly; feeling perpetually free even against the most mightiest of impediment that came its way,

      Enough has been said and immortalized about the Mother of the house; had it not been for you dear Daddy; the hearts of all in this dwelling; would never have

      throbbed with such unconquerably unending passion; as and when your charismatic voice blazed forever and ever and ever; way above the dormitory of

      despairing death.

       

       

      20. IN THE LAP OF MY MOTHER

      In the lap of the road there was abundant traffic; wailing pressure horns producing discordant cacophony,

      In the lap of the colossal mountain there was snow; shimmering immaculately in the sunlight; projecting shades of white,

      In the lap of the garden there was green grass; sprawled rampantly on the soil; tickling me as I walked,

      In the lap of a contemporary computer; there lay embossed a plethora of finely chiseled microchips; functioning scrupulously,

      In the lap of the river gushing at violent speeds; there were fish of handsome sizes and shapes,

      In the lap of a tree densely foliated with leaves; there lived bushy squirrels

      juxtaposed with resplendent insects,

      In the lap of the scorching desert extending to unfathomable limits; there was hot sand and the rustic cactus swirling magnificently in the wind,

      In the lap of the grandiloquent palace; there resided the dainty princess floating in the aisles of ostentation and luxury,

      In the lap of the refrigerator; there was succulent fruit strewn alongwith barrels of cold wine,

      In the lap of the sky; there was the brilliant sun and placid moon; blessing the earth with light all round the clock,

      In the lap of the concrete wall; there were baked bricks impregnated to provide it fortification,

      In the lap of the tropical jungle; there were wild animals; white water streams and a scores of venomous spider,

      In the lap of the fountain pen; there was colored ink; granting profound impetus to words; molding them to b
    eautiful calligraphy,

      In the lap of the deep well; there was stagnant water; which was deftly evacuated by humans to quench their insatiable thirst,

      In the lap of prejudice; there lived disdainful hatred; which was its obvious manifestation,

      In the lap of the dictionary; there were infinite words finely embodied; granting us

      the privilege of communication,

      In the lap of the city gutter; lay fetid sewage giving rise to the most unbearable of stench,

      In the lap of a cigarette there was bountiful tobacco; which produced carcinogenic smoke when consumed,

      In the lap of omnipotent God; there lay the entire universe; with a fleet of organisms diligently executing their tasks,

      And in the lap of my mother; there resided perpetual care; the love that no price on this earth could purchase. 

     
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