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You die , I die – Love Poems – Part 2 .

YOU WERE MY LOVING WIFE 

YOU WERE MY appetizing and delicious cake; without the tiniest globule

of red

cherry,

You were my stupendous palace; without the flamboyantly towering

chimneys,

You were my impeccable canister of milk; without the most minuscule

trace of

cream,

You were my flute with mesmerizing sound; without the most

inconspicuous of

glamorous beats,

You were my plate of scintillating ivory; without superfluous carvings

embossed in abundance,

You were my swirling ocean; without the cumbersome and bulky ships

polluting

it every unveiling second,

You were my sprawling meadows of fresh grass; without glistening

dewdrops and

obnoxious fertilizer,

You were my breathtaking aircraft in the sky; without the luxuriously

adorned

seats,

You were my traditional dancer; without any traces of pomp and

gliteratti,

You were my cascading fountain of delectable froth; without spurious

effervescence and shimmering lights,

You were my silvery pearl incarcerated within the oyster; without

traces of

sanctimonious gold,

You were my ensemble of voluptuous hair; without the slightest aroma of

perfumed shampoo,

You were my candle of pure wax; without artificial fires blazing;

emanating

invidiously from your wick,

You were my romantic flamingo; without disdainful paint adhered to your

wings,

You were my hard bound book of enchanting fairy tales; without any

tinge of

mystery and adulterated thrill,

You were my tendrils of redolent musk; without any presence of the

mechanized

room freshener,

You were my solid brick wall; without vivid color and pretentious

graffiti,

You were my immaculate lines of literature embedded on the blackboard;

without

any mentions of the swanky computer,

You were my coalition of clouds in the sky; without the most

infinitesimal

trace of contemporary spacecraft,

And You were my loving wife; the only girl of my dreams; without the

slightest

of embellishment; passionately breathing rustic draughts of air;

smiling far

away from the land of ostentation.

YOU'LL HAVE TO STAY ALIVE 

YOU'LL HAVE TO stay alive for the sake of all those leaves; which

brushed past

your dainty skin while you walked in wilderness,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those dreams; you saw

every

night when in deep sleep,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those droplets of rain;

that

passionately cascaded down your body; when you stood beneath the

clouds,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those nostalgic memories;

that

reminded you about your past every unleashing minute,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those jokes; that

engendered you

to thunderously laugh; every time you heard them circulating in

proximity,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those clothes; that you

vibrantly adorned while dancing unrelentingly; till wee hours of dawn,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those patches of earth;

that you

inadvertently tread on while achieving your mission,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those things which you

felt;

transmitting you into waves of unparalleled ecstasy, when you were

deserted

alone,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those birds which loved

your

presence in the morning; singing to you their absolutely favorite

rhyme,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those dolphins; which

leaped in

exultation; the moment they witnessed you standing near the shores,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those roses which yielded

you

their pristine scent; fervently awaited you to water them at dusk,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those butterflies that

kissed

you nimbly on your cheeks; while making their expeditions towards the

open

sky,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those eyes that admired

every

task you accomplished; bolstered your confidence every unfurling hour;

in your

quest to achieve supremacy,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those idols you

vehemently

prayed to; which made your life a blissful experience to exist on

planet

earth,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those people who held

your

hands; assisted you to cross the streets bustling with obstreperous

traffic,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those cow's which fed you

with

milk every day; grinned at you subtly as you fed them with delectable

clusters

of green grass,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those draughts of wind;

that

incessantly imparted tenacity to your lungs to contentedly breathe and

stay

rejuvenated,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of the parents who evolved you;

raised

you this big from the stage of being an inconspicuous little child,

And more importantly than anything; you'll have to stay alive; for me,

as the

my heart would relinquish to palpitate; dying a ghastly death the very

instant

your beats separated from mine…

SHE LOVED ME FOR MY MONEY 

I FILLED THE bathtub to the brim; with a solution of my crystalline tears, 
She entered; cleansed her blotted hands in the same; exited as phlegmatically as she had come. 

I eccentrically plucked infinite hair from my scalp; throwing them in a heap on the cold floor,  
She swept the same with uncouth ease; into the hollow realms of the fetid dustbin. 

I peeled intricate arenas of my skin; with fresh blood oozing out from my wounds,  
She roasted them with salt curry; consuming the appetizing delicacy for nocturnal supper. 

I banged my fist hard against the formidable wall; developing a plethora of fractured bone,  
She frigidly tread on the same; exerting unrelenting pressure from her large feet. 

I inscribed her name on my bare chest; with the chiseled end of a dagger,  
She laughed boisterously witnessing the same; confronting me with a volley of expletives. 

I presented her with a bunch of fragrant rose; at the onset of every dawn,  
She tore the petals with meticulous proficiency; saving the raw buds as natural manure for the plants. 

I stripped of bulk of my clothing; to cover her in the abysmal freezing winter cold,  
She shrugged of the same with intrepid nonchalance; to cover her pet sleeping peacefully beside the fire. 

I ran marathon distances in the sweltering sun; to fetch her cool water,  
She held the glass for a minute in her hands; spilling its contents completely to blend with disdainful mud.

I carried her unfathomable distances in the desert; when she was unconscious and in tumultuous anguish,  
However the moment she woke up; she gave me a cheeky smile; spitting loads of saliva on my face. 

I fed her like a child when she was ill; contracting lethal virus in her blood,  
She bludgeoned me with poignant slaps; mutilating my persona; the moment she acquired back her reservoir of strength. 

I worshipped her like a sacrosanct deity; fantasizing about her all monotonous day and night,  
She kicked me in my rear like a slave; commanding me to kiss her toes. 

There was a time when I was blessed with bountiful riches; she then loved me like nobody else,  
The tyranny of fate today had rendered me exorbitantly penurious; with meager savings to my credit,  
She had always admired me for my affluence; my insatiable gluttony for embellishing her with gold,  
And at the reigning moment when I was haplessly struggling on the solitary streets,  
She wanted me to relinquish breath; as much as she had once upon a time; superficially loved me.

WHISPERS 

A PLETHORA OF dark veined leaves; whispered frantically to the silhouette of plum tree,  
To stand like a mountain in turbulent winds; not to succumb even when its roots were attacked by parasite. 

Mammoth sculptured blue bodied whales; whispered fervently to the saline ocean, 
To drench their silken skin entirely with salt; gratify their gluttony with scores of sumptuous fish. 

Scorched sands of the colossal desert; whispered abusively to sapphire puffs of clouds,  
To unrelentingly rain; transforming their impoverished soul into one with bountiful water. 

The venomous form of rustic jungle spider; whispered incorrigibly to the threads in its intricate web,  
To bear it's weight for times immemorial; entangling in a vise like grip; a battalion of succulent insect. 

The obdurate stones strewn incoherently on the ground; whispered to passing pedestrians,  
To trample they walked; pleading with the bystanders to kick them into remote corners of oblivion. 

Dry sticks of trimmed lumber; whispered intermittently to steaming flames of fire, 
To incinerate them thoroughly; transforming their composite proportion into frugal heaps of burnt chowder. 

The newly born mammalian sibling; whispered pleadingly to its mother,  
To feed it's famished lips; with perennial supply of salubrious milk.

The sealed demeanor of stamped envelope; whispered nostalgically in the ears of the postman,  
To deliver it without further delay; into the safe hands of the person it belonged. 

A fleet of orphans in the sanatorium; whispered inevitably to god,  
To reveal traces of their loved ones; unite them as one again; to bring back lost anecdotes of supreme felicity. 

The articulately carved key; whispered sonorously to the lock,  
To accommodate it with nonchalant ease; opening without apprehensions the moment it caressed its periphery. 

My tangible heart at the end of the monotonous day; whispered to my soul,  
To grant it reprieve from misdeeds inadvertently committed in the day; forgive it for all the evil it harnessed.

And the omniscient aura of  god; whispered philanthropically to all his fellow beings inhabiting the earth,  
To extend comforting arms towards those in distress and pain; profoundly master the art of perpetual love. 
 
 
 
 

IN THE NEXT BIRTH

IF I ACQUIRED the  menacing  form of an

alligator in the next birth,I would want you to cling tightly to my persona as my serrated green

skin. 

If I was born in the ominous form of the jungle tiger in the

next birth,

I would you to be incorporated in my body as my domineeringly

authoritative growl. 

If I was born as a densely foliated tree in the next birth,

I would want you to be the perennial leaves that emanated from

my silhouette. 

If I was born as an opalescent fish in the next birth,

I would want you to be saline water in which I could sustain life

and swim. 

If I was born as the twin horned sacrosanct cow in the next birth,

I would inevitably desire you as the milk I would diffuse from

my flaccid teats. 

If I was born as a slithering reptile in the next birth,

I would want you to be the lethal venom I possessed in my triangular

fangs. 

If I was born as an obnoxious donkey in the next birth,

I would want you to be my hooves which swished indiscriminately

at innocuous trespassers. 

If I was born as perpetually blind in the next birth,

I would indispensably want you to be my eyes to guide me

towards dazzling light. 

If I was born as being disdainfully maim; bereft of feet in the next

birth,

I would incorrigibly  want you to be my legs to ecstatically leap

in times of jubilation. 

If I was born as a rustic spider with a battalion of arms in the

next birth,

I would want you to be mesmerizing threads of the silken web

which I inhabited night and day. 

If I was born as an inconspicuous mosquito in the next birth,

I would want you to be the sting existing in my bifurcated tentacles. 

If I was born as a agglomerate of sinister clouds in the next birth,

I would want you to be pelting sheets of rain tumbling down on the

scorched ground. 

If I was born as a traditional dancer in the next birth,

I would desire you to be the jingling chains riveted to my anklets. 

If I was born as a voluptuous chameleon in the next birth,

I would want you to be the band of colors that I changed according

to my habitat. 

If I was born as a scintillating oyster in the next birth,

I would want you as the jugglery of immaculate pearls

impregnated in my belly. 

If I was born as a solitary camel in the blistering heat of desert,

I would inevitably desire you as barrels of pellucid water to

placate my thirst. 

If I was born as drummer performing at concerts in the next birth,

I would want you as the drum which would be essential for the

sound to propagate. 

If I was born as the most opulent on the globe in the next birth,

I would intractably want you as the notes of currency; which

I possessed in exorbitant capacity. 

If I was born as infinite blades of emerald grass in the next birth,

I would want you to be the fertile land mass of soil to provide

me tumultuous loads of nutrition. 

If I was born as the frivolous monkey in the next birth,

I would want you to be my claws; facilitating me to clasp tree

branches in a vice like grip. 

If I was born as an ambivalent filmmaker in the next birth,

I would want you to be every film that I directed in my reigning

tenure. 

If I was born as a tantalizing rose in the next birth,

I would want you to be my everlasting fragrance. 

If I was born as a mundane ceiling fan in the next birth,

I would want you to be my riveted blades; circulating exuberant

draughts of air. 

If I was born as a boisterous honey bee in the next birth,

I would want you to be the sweet nectar I produced from my

catacombed body. 

If I was born as an inconspicuous nail hung to the wall; in my

next birth,

I would want you to be the peels of rust I acquired on my body. 

If I was born as the fibrous fruit of apple in the next birth,

I would want you to be the cluster of seeds impregnated in my belly. 

If I was born as an indigenous woman in the next birth,

I would overwhelmingly desire you as the contemporary man

from the city. 

And if by the stroke of chivalrous fortune; I was born as a man

again in the next birth,

I would want you to be the same girl; whom I loved immensely today; existing on this earth. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
  
 

INVINCIBLE LOVE

Every night is empty without its resplendent festoon

of shimmering stars; paving a path of mysticism

through the dreary morbidity all around,

Every desert is empty without its majestically

glistening carpet of sands; royally rising and falling

with the exuberantly blowing winds,

Every road is empty without its flurry of boisterously

gallivanting traffic; granting new dimensions all the

time; to its never ending repertoire of enigmatic

curves and turns,

Every day is empty without its dynamically flamboyant

Sun; bedazzling even the most remotely dilapidated

corners of this Universe; with a garland of

magnetically golden light,

Every throat is empty without its harmonious melody;

the captivatingly rhapsodic sound; that catapulted

even the most impoverished; to an enchanting

entrenchment beyond realms of mesmerizing eternity,

Every mountain is empty without its irrefutably

towering summits; kissing the clouds unflinchingly as

they seductively drifted by; proving an ultimate

exemplary to all other diminutive aspects of

incarcerated life,

Every mind is empty without its unrelenting fountain

of enthralling fantasies; relentlessly exploring;

discovering; and evolving into a waterfall of

stupendous newness; as each instant unveiled,

Every cloud is empty without its tantalizing droplets

of rain; the unprecedented enthrallment that it spell

bindingly bestowed upon this planet; with its

profusely heavenly tumblers of water,

Every palm is empty without its unfathomable myriad of

tingling destiny lines; the magnanimous bifurcations

which astoundingly governed; stardom and horrendous

pitfalls in a mans life,

Every ocean is empty without its ecstatic fish; the

voluptuously ravishing elixir that they imparted to

the undulating waves; culminating into fireballs of

desire before clashing against the scintillating

rocks,

Every calendar is empty without its meticulous array

of dates; the most euphoric depictions of days and

weeks; propelling living kind on the path of radiantly

blooming prosperity,

Every flower is empty without its fabulously gorgeous

fragrance; the scent that handsomely pervaded even

through the most heinous webs of uncouth lechery;

flooding dwindling souls all across the Universe; with

vibrant light,

Every forest is empty without its untamed wilderness;

the unsurpassable blend of leaf and animal and stream;

which weaved cloud covers of unparalleled excitement,

Every vein is empty without its scarlet rivulets of

blood; the Omnipotent fuel to gush forward with

insurmountable fervor in life; the only religion that

bonded all human kind,

Every oyster is empty without its marvelously

shimmering pearls; the incredulously embellished

globule which fulminated into vivacious happiness,

Every canvas is empty without its vivid splashes of

color; inundating the sullen atmosphere around with

waves of poignant compassion; suddenly making drab

moments of life replete with astoundingly exotic

charm,

Every conscience is empty without its invincible

righteousness; the sacrosanct virtue which made every

organism feel as the richest alive; massacring the

very essence of blatantly coward lies; from the

colossal trajectory of this planet,

Every heart is empty without its perpetual beats; the

everlasting rhythm which bonded all across boundless

earth; in thunderbolts of insatiable passion; alike,

And every life is empty without its immortal love; the

unconquerable soul mate of its dreams; which was its

very reason to dream of an infinite more lives; more

importantly in this lifetime; be blissfully breathing

and alive…

QUESTIONS 

I ASKED THE road; the things that perturbed her the most, 
She replied saying; that she was mutilated every unleashing minute, 
By the juggernaut of trucks; and cloud showers of swollen rain. 

I asked a cluster of fish in the Monsoon River; about the ultimate fantasy of their lives, 
The answer that followed was studded with arduous lines of brevity, 
As they unanimously dreamt of swimming in stormy waves of the ocean. 

I asked the domestic lizard to narrate its tale of woes, 
It didn't ponder even for a fraction of a second, 
Curtly saying; that it was a paucity of succulent insect that kept her starved these days. 

I asked the bleary eyed moon to impassively blurt out its agony, 
The celestial figure in the sky retorted with a volley of eloquent expletive, 
Blaming a fleet of monstrous spaceships; pilfering through its exquisite decorum. 

I asked the merrily swaying trees; to recount me their expeditions of the blistering day, 
They retaliated with traumatic screams; with white blood trickling down their entity, 
Rebuking the farmer; who had sliced them down for daily fodder. 

I asked the stray dogs in the street about their conditions of blissful health, 
They made a gallant mockery of my question barking, 
We aren't fastidious about food; all we need is a solitary place to sleep. 

I then interrogated my tangible heart to disclose its candid feelings, 
There were mystical vibrations which shook my entire silhouette, 
Beads of cold sweat camouflaged my shock of black hair, 
As it responded to my query saying; that it wanted to imprison forever, 
Posses for times unfathomable; the holistic form it loved on this earth.

FOR THE SAKE OF 

FOR THE SAKE of starved territories of tarnished grass,

The crimson colored sky should sob unrelentingly and; rain. 

For the sake of pallid regions of earth obliterated from bright light, 
The celestial body of sun god should dazzle brilliantly; and shine. 

For the sake of blind afflicted with distress and inexplicable pain,

The handsomely affluent and privileged should help them attain their goals; and aims. 

For the sake of nimble footed squirrel leaping in bubbling fervor of youth, 
The neem tree should emboss itself with lots of crevices; and game. 

For the sake of distorted bones of broken calcium, 
The sacrosanct and robust cow should ooze milk; and frosty cream. 

For the sake of famished alligator lurking stealthily on nocturnal prowl, 
A cluster of succulent fish should relinquish breath; and become food. 

For the sake of vacant sheets of satiny white canvas, 
Adroit strokes of the artist should fill it with resplendent root color. 

For the sake of fortifying a lock of strong blue metal, 
There should exist a master key that can wind it; rendering securely close. 

For the sake of freedom of mind, body, and spirit, 
There should be philanthropic harmony; blending varied races under the sun as one. 

For the sake of life to proceed devoid of savage brutality, 
There should be bountiful messiahs of god to impart the essence of truth. 

For the sake of pictures taken with sleek camera, 
There should be animate or inanimate in neighboring vicinity. 

And for the sake of my heart throbbing at rollicking speeds, 
There should be a solitary girl residing in this universe; who can love me intensely; making me feel that I am alive. 

WHEN I SAW HER 

WHEN I SLAMMED my eyes shut; with vigorous tenacity, 
My hands started trembling in animated ecstasy. 

When I stopped my hands from shivering; pinning them down, 
Infinite hair on my persona stood up in poignant alacrity. 

When I soothed down dainty nodules of hair; applying Luke warm pads of heat, 
Juxtaposed clusters of my teeth commenced to chatter in indignation. 

When I put brakes on my teeth chattering; executing exorbitant power, 
The big toe in my feet started to nostalgically reverberate. 

When the big toe in my feet ceased to flutter; as I firmly pressed it on the cold floor, 
Balloons of stale air got formed in mouth chamber; inflating it disproportionately. 

When my mouth transited itself to realms of synchronized normalcy, 
My neck started to prolifically bleed; as if stung by a million thorns. 

When my neck got rehabilitated; after plucking out a plethora of nails, 
Obstreperous cacophony profoundly iterated itself in my sensitive ear. 

When sensations of abhorrent sound dramatically reduced in capacity, 
Fiery vibrations strangulated my fists in entirety. 

When my hands pacified themselves; releasing their clenched demeanor, 
Intricate cavities in my heart started to throb turbulently. 

And eventually when her enchanting silhouette unfolded before my sight, 
I fell in celestial stupor on her dainty feet, 
With all the commotion drowned forever; in torrential rain showers of her unrelenting love. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

SHE WILL HAVE TO STAY ALIVE 

SHE WILL HAVE to laugh with pungent raptures of melody,

She will have to cry with effusive sobs of unsolicited hysteria,

She will have to nimbly dance to acrobatic leaps of the skipping rope,

She will have to crunch raw slices of blood red radish with arduous zeal,

She will have to walk upright in blistering currents of austere sun god,

She will have to smear her forehead with sacrosanct shades of vermilion,

She will have to adorn her dainty earlobe with jingling chains of white silver,

She will have to bounce with resplendent euphoria at times of felicity,

She will have to kiss the satiny tendrils of fragrant rose at the diffusion of dawn,

She will have to submerge her silhouette in salty waves of the ocean,

She will have to consume cupid mouthfuls of chocolate candy floss,

She will have to knead colossal masses of spongy dough to prepare appetizing sundries,

She will have to emboss mascara on her eyes; shielding them with traditional grace, 
She will have to bathe with sheer nostalgia in pelting showers of monsoon rain,

She will have to sing in a voice replicating mesmerizing tunes of the nightingale,

She will have to perspire like a bull; while making indispensable attempts to clean the house,

She will have to break into guffaws of uninhibited laughter; when witnessing an authentic clown,

She will have to pen down enchanting lines of calligraphy; depicting rustic civilizations,

She will have to ride like a professional; on striped bare back of thoroughbred stallion,

She will have to decipher enigmatic puzzles in life; Inevitable for survival,

She will have to sleep like an angel all throughout the perilous night,

She will have to slog in the monotonous light of the diurnal day,

I would excuse her even if she failed to execute all of the above mentioned,

If only she kept herself alive for centuries unprecedented; for me to love on this earth. 

THE FIRST ONE 

WHY DID YOU stare at me with profound hostility;

trying to devour me uncouthly with your ghastly

expression?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to wipe off my tears; as I hurt myself

on the floor and started to cry. 

Why did you kick me ruthlessly with your feet; abusing

me incessantly with a volley of horrendous expletives?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to protect me; as scores of burglars

attacked me viciously with their pairs of gleaming

knives. 

Why did you scorn at me in utter disdain; refraining

to talk to me no matter how vehemently I pleaded?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to sing umpteenth number of songs

melodiously in my ears; to put me off to blissful

sleep. 

Why did you starve me of food; hid all baskets of

fruits in the house as I frantically groped for them

at midnight?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to steal appetizing food from the

neighborhood; in order to satiate my taste buds; the

moment I let out a string of hysterical squeals. 

Why did you frown at me in overwhelming irritation;

drenching my clothes completely by hoisting at them

your pails of colored yolk,

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to dress me up again; iron the garments

I was about to wear to the most meticulous of

perfection. 

Why did you mischievously embody the bed I was going

to sleep with a flurry of thorns; leaving a fleet of

red ants of dauntingly march through?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to apply the balm of your love on my

wounds; swipe the last iota of dirt with sheer

contempt outside our house. 

Why did you puncture the tyre of my car as I was about

to leave for office; deflating the last bit of air

trapped robustly inside?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to carry me upon your shoulders; take me

wherever I wanted; sequestering me from the

acrimonious world; behind the cushion of your

voluptuous hair. 

Why did you insult me in a group at the riverside

party; ostracizing me for not having worn clothes of

the matching color?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to apologize to all; and then

proclaiming loud and stringent to the world; that your

husband was the best of all. 

Why did you try and snatch my children away from me;

trying to possess them more than anyone else in this

world?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to recount to them tales of my childhood

adventures; the path I undertook in life to achieve

the corridors of success. 

And why did you leave me; domineeringly banging the

door in my face; cursing your destiny at the top of

your lungs for marrying me in the first place?

When you knew that the very next instant you would be

the first one to inevitably turn back with fiery love

swirling in your eyes; comprehending the passion in my

heart; and lock yourself in my embrace for

times immemorial….

UNITED EXISTENCE 

PLEASE ADORN MY fingers with rings of glittering gold; with the metal

tightly

clinging to my skin,

And the shimmer emanating profoundly illuminating the gloom lingering

around;

exotically piercing through the blackness of the atmosphere. 

Please embellish my earlobes with sparkling diamonds; pellucid beads of

stone

weaving a way through the walls of my eardrum,

And the glow disseminating voluptuously tickling your senses; making

you gasp

in spell bound consternation. 

Please beautify my intricate feet with anklets of scintillating silver;

incongruous golden threads engulfed loosely around,

And the tinkling sound making your body stagger; fomenting infinite

goose

bumps on your robust flesh. 

Please embed my petite palms with mystical designs; coating them with a

stringent extract of sandalwood powder,

And the mesmerizing aroma inevitably reviving your dead bones; causing

beads

of ecstatic perspiration to trickle down your nape. 

Please paint my nails with gaudy color; blending alluring shades of

scarlet

gently on their periphery,

And the flamboyant display causing you to trip over your face; in your

attempt

to sight them at close quarters. 

Please decorate my neck with a necklace of glistening pearls; cascading

in

perpetual harmony down my chest,

And the shine diffusing enticing you to come near me; caress my

shoulders with

your passionate breath. 

Please smudge my lips with garish lipstick; rampantly applying it all

over

their fluffy periphery,

And the luscious color radiating compelling you forcibly; to taste

their

sweetness, suckle them with your tongue in entirety. 

Please drench my body with emollient rose spray; the reinvigorating

droplets

of water splashing all over my entity,

And the enamouring smell that wafted; drawing you closer to my persona

from

miles apart. 

Please garnish my eyelashes with piquant mascara; enveloping my lids

with

outlines of emerald green,

And the fiery rays that emitted placing you into a celestial stupor;

drowning

you wholesomely into the unfathomably deep ocean of my eyes. 

Please impregnate my scalp with your blood; scrupulously bifurcating my

hair

into commensurate halves,

And the tenacity in our romance profoundly portrayed to the world;

proclaiming

us to be bond in threads of holy matrimony. 

Please flood my heart with your love; filling every empty pore with the

fervor

in your veins,

And the essence of our love spreading far and distant; bonding us

immortally

in the chords of united existence….

FOR IMPARTING NEW LIFE 

For imparting life to dead granules of soil; all I did was to inundate

its

surface with cool buckets of water,

For generating life in pallid patches of the dilapidated wall; all I

did was

slapped it with several coats of vivacious color,

For instilling life in broken lips; all I did was kiss them intensely

every

where over their chapped periphery,

For giving life to the sad girl philandering in corridors of gloom; all

I did

was danced like a clown; bringing a smile to the contours of her face,

For reviving life in the lackadaisical flower; all I did was commanded

the

clouds to shower droplets of exhilarating rain,

For bestowing life in the shattered web; all I did was leave a cluster

of

spider to weave their way through the same,

For reinvigorating life in a dreary pair of eyes; all I did was

vigorously

rubbed them with raw extracts of pungent turmeric,

For rejuvenating life in a scorched throat; all I did was tickle it

with

chilled champagne,

For reinstating life in a cluster of rotten vegetables; all I did was

place

them in the interiors of a swanky refrigerator,

For revitalizing life in the tired soles of feet; all I did was put

them on

the accelerator of a flamboyant racer car,

For stimulating life in a fractured hand; all I did was to bring it

near a

panthers jaw; fomenting the bones to automatically reshape themselves

at

electric speeds,

For offering life to the voice chords of a dumb man; all I did was

bring his

lost children in front of his eyes; triggering him to shout in ecstatic

euphoria,

For energizing life in a lazy camel; all I did was put him under the

blistering sun of the sandy desert,

For propelling life in the silhouette of a battered car; all I did was

flood

its belly with gallons of golden petrol,

For resurrecting life in visage of an orphan; all I did was held him

close to

my chest; in the comfort of my arms for times immemorial,

For fortifying life in the wrinkled skin of the abysmally old; all I

did was

recite to them nostalgic tales about their boisterous past,

For reanimating life in a ghastly bruise; all I did was to dress the

wounds

with the bond of my empathy,

For regenerating life in a dead man; all I did was blend my senses

wholesomely

with his soul,

And for imparting new life to a miserably devastated heart; all I did

was

fill

its cavities with the stream of my passionate love.

WITHOUT THESE THREE 

Without these three I would have run, but without the

slightest power or tenacity in my legs,

Without these three I would have dreamt, but those

fantasies would have revolved wholesomely around

ghastly death,

Without these three I would have smiled, but that

tinkle on my face would have been as morbid as the

buried corpse,

Without these three I would have eaten food, but each

morsel would have been like a million barrels of

poison,

Without these three I would have kissed, but my caress

would diffuse cancerous tissues instead of spreading

the bond of friendship,

Without these three I would have read, but the letters

would have seemed darker than the blackest of clouds,

Without these three I would have cried, but the tears

which dribbled down my cheek would be of pure blood,

Without these three I would have earned money, but the

currency would have been as infinitesimal as ash for

me,

Without these three I would have attended parties, but

would have sequestered myself under the table, with a

pool of mosquitoes hovering around,

Without these three I would have seen people wandering

around, but they would appear to me as lifeless

entities,

Without these three I would have heard voices, but

would have forgotten to decipher the melody in the

sound,

Without these three I would have gulped water, but

would have remained thirsty all throughout the day,

Without these three I would have written long letters,

but would perceive each word embossed as a rotten

abuse,

Without these three I would have driven my vehicle,

but would loose complete control of the steering

wheel,

Without these three I would have worn clothes, but

would have people laughing as I had worn my trousers

enveloping my neck instead of my shirt,

Without these three I would have sat on the royal

chair, but would have tripped head-on on the floor,

disdainfully losing my balance,

Without these three I would have gone to the market,

but would have spent my entire wallet on a flimsy

chunk of spiceless vegetable,

Without these three I would have fought valiantly with

my fists, but each punch of mine would have been like

frozen ice,

Without these three I would have behaved, but only for

the sake of appeasing a bunch of idiots running the

family business,

Without these three I would have perhaps have existed,

lived for the heck of it, but without my heart

actually throbbing in my ribs,

And I know, by now you must be desperately waiting to

know their names, And I have not the slightest of

hesitation; infact am proud to christen the three

immortals in my life as my "CREATOR", my "MOTHER", and

my "BELOVED"... 

AT HER DOORSTEP 

When I was sleeping blissfully on my bed; she came intermittently in my

dreams,

And as I emitted my first thunderous yawn after awakening; the dainty

outlines of her visage last night struck me like bolts of lightening.

When I just bathed my disheveled persona; taking stupendous care to

evacuate

the last bit of dirt adhering to my eardrum,

The scent of her body tingled me beyond the point of no control; and a

sly

smile crept viciously across the contours of my lips.

When I thought of starting from home; her dwelling seemed far away;

with

several barricades separating us,

The summit of her building seemed like an ephemeral glimpse of my

memory;

with a desire to meet her heavily stifled due to the long distance.

When I just kicked my scooter to commence on my expedition; my heart

throbbed a little,

And there was a profound glimmer of hope in my eyes; that I might

salvage a

chance to meet her.

When I hit the streets; traversing leisurely lost in the enchantment of

the

mystical surroundings,

Her voice seemed to stimulate my nerves; and the ravishing silhouette

of her

eyelashes propeled me to increase my speed a trifle further.

When I had to stand still in the traffic; with the lights changing

brusquely

to red,

I wildly tried to cognize our last conversation; in the midst of

chaotic

pandemonium of blaring horns and exhaust smoke.

When I met her friends in the way, I gave a peevish smile; with a tiny

wave

of my hands,

Tried to visualize the infinite aspects which made my beloved more

beautiful

than her spuriously attired mate.

When I was extremely near her lawns; the blocks of her edifice now

prominently visible to my eye,

The blood in my veins ran faster; and buckets of perspiration trickled

down

my nape in rapid succession.

And when I reached her doorsteps; the caress of her doorbell at whisker

lengths from my hands,

That was the moment; when I swooned on the floor in sheer ecstasy; and

before I could knock on the wood; her mesmerizing forehead appeared

before

me; and her breath bonded perpetually with mine. 

BIND US TOGETHER 

The moment she was with me I shouted at her

stringently; showing her my fists in indignation,

But I realized it only when she went off to sleep;

that I craved to speak to her; missed the bustling

noise of her footsteps.

The moment she was with me I teased her unrelentingly;

scowled at her making ungainly faces,

But I realized it only when she went out shopping;

that I longed for her like anything; desperately

craved to hear the melody in her voice.

The moment she was with me I kept scratching my hair;

hardly paying attention to the activities she recited

of the day,

But I realized it only when she talked the same to her

alien friends; that how inquisitive I was to hear it

passionately from her mouth.

The moment she was with me I castigated all attempts

of hers to tie my shoelace; portraying myself to be a

perfect man,

But I realized it only when she went to mothers place;

as to how inevitably I needed her; and what a child I

became in her absence.

The moment she was with me I shrug the food she made;

declaring it to be bland and tasteless,

But I realized it only when she fed the same lovingly

to the servants; as to how much I cherished each meal

she prepared.

The moment she was with me I revolted vehemently that

she snored; not letting me sleep blissfully for even a

single minute,

But I realized it only when she slept in the lawns; as

to how much I missed her caress; the ardor in her

breath that intermingled with mine.

The moment she was with me I protruded my tongue at

her for not bathing; admonishing her for flooding my

nostrils with a smell like rotten tomato,

But I realized it only when she walked out of the

house in anger; that I found the most exotic of

perfume to be raw dirt in front of her perspiration.

The moment she was with me I pointed fingers at her

eyes; saying that she was horrendously squint,

But I realized it only when she closed them abruptly

at me; as to how mesmerizing were her lashes; the

poignant empathy that they oozed out every unfurling

second.

The moment she was with me I told her to dismiss off

from my presence; leaving me alone to delve in my

world of fantasy,

But I realized it only when she exited; that my dreams

ended there and then; and each pore of my body cried

for her in agony.

Therefore this is my humble plea to you O! Almighty

lord; please don’t separate us ever,

For she was my blood and I was her breath; and we

would die a gruesome death to take birth again as

lovers; if you didn’t BIND US IN THIS LIFE TOGETHER…

NOW OR NEVER 

When I thought of philandering with her high on the

summit of the Himalayas; feeling the icy winds dash

past my stomach,

All that happened in the end was that; I ended up

taking her out for a cup of sedate tea; the instant I

met her.

When I thought of kissing her wildly on her cheeks;

making exotic noises while executing the same,

All that happened in the end was that; I found myself

seated in front of her in the bullock cart; playing a

pack of cards.

When I thought of drenching myself with her; profusely

in the rain,

All that happened in the end was that; I found myself

crunching chocolate biscuits staring desperately into

open space.

When I thought of embedding a redolent rose in her

hair; letting the dense ensemble of flower tickle me

voraciously on my lashes,

All that happened in the end was that; I found myself

watering the lawns with her; the rusty lawn sprinkler

sedately held in my hands.

When I thought of bathing under the fountains with

her; splashing her visage with tangy cold drink

diffusing from my mouth,

All that happened in the end was that; I found myself

shopping with her in the grocery store; searching

frantically for a pack of soggy matchsticks.

When I thought of painting her enamouring visage;

instructing her to sit mute without even budging a

trifle from her place,

All that happened in the end was that; I found myself

lighting a candle in the church; intensely listening

to the admonitions of the priest.

When I thought of applying honey on her lips; before

greedily slurping the same from the periphery with my

tongue,

All that happened in the end was that; I found myself

tenaciously pulverizing medicinal herbs; to blend in

the water she had to consume after her nocturnal

supper.

When I thought of embracing her tightly; in an

ambience encapsulated with walls of frozen ice,

All that happened in the end was that; she slapped me

thunderously on my chin; for gawking at her open eyed

in brilliant sunlight and afternoon public.

When I thought of blowing air from my nostrils into

her ears; flooding them mercilessly with melodious

tunes emanating from my mouth,

All that happened in the end was that; she engaged me

in the task of swapping every mosquito hovering around

her face.

But it was only when I thought of proposing her;

audaciously proclaiming in front of the society as to

how much I loved her,

Was that she smiled at me for the first time; fell in

a celestial stupor on my feet; running her hands

wildly across the strands of my hair; tears of joy

gushing down her cheeks and at the same time staring

deeply into my eyes; scolding me for hiding my love

till today; telling me candidly that it could have

been NOW OR NEVER...

WHAT WAS THERE IN THAT BODY 

What was there in those eyes; that drowned me in an

ocean of uncontrollable ecstasy?

What was there in those lips; that made me stare in

spell bound consternation for marathon hours on the

trot?

What was there in those feet; that made me swoon in a

bedraggled heap on the ground?

What was there in those hands; that made me long for a

caress that could last till eternity?

What was there in that nose; that made me crave for

oceans of moist breath taking me unaware in their

swirl?

What was there in that voice; that made me wholesomely

oblivious to the passing of time?

What was there in that palm; that made me see my

destiny explicitly in its mystical lines?

What was there in those fingers; that flooded my mouth

with a taste more sweeter than the wildest of nectar?

What was there in that neck; that made me feel

incredibly lost even in the sedative solitude of the

night?

What was there in those ears; that made me dream like

a prince even though I was poor?

What was there in that tongue; that made me remain

thirsty even under blistering heat of sun and

umpteenth volcano's?

What was there in those teeth; that made me perceive

night and day about the enchantment in smile?

What was there in those eyelashes; that made me hide

my reflection within; even in the most tumultuous of

storms?

What was there in that chest; that made me go berserk

every unleashing minute for an everlasting embrace?

What was there in those nails; that made me shiver

like an infant even in scorching heat of summer?

What was there in that belly; that made me trip head

on the mud; even while I was walking in spiked shoes?

What was there in those hair; that strangulated my

throat; made me gasp for air with every contraction of

my heart?

What was there in that blood; that made my pulse race

a million times faster each time I felt it running

through the veins?

And what was there in that body; that propelled me to

love each time I saw it; that triggered my existence

till date today; and for many more generations to

unfurl hereafter? 

WHEN YOU BREATHED 

When you smiled; it seemed that a million lotuses fell

on the parched territory of earth,

When you cried; the waves in the ocean clashed

flirtatiously with the blazing chain of rocks,

When you sang; the birds in the jungle forgot to chirp

and a celestial silence descended all over,

When you ate; the most abhorrent appearing logs of

charcoal seemed like golden nectar,

When you wrote; the most nonchalant of literature

seemed like a string of shimmering pearls,

When you danced; all gods in heaven gathered to watch

in stunned silence,

When you yawned; there seemed to be a valley of

eternal bliss right down your throat,

When you were naughty; it seemed as if the most

heinous of criminals around you were small children,

When you perspired; it seemed as if the melody in your

aroma pacified the most tumultuous of turmoil,

When you winked; it seemed as if springs of white

froth gushed down the pristine slopes in lazy tandem,

When you walked; it seemed as if a cluster of fairies

had fallen from the sky to permanently inhabit the

earth,

When you slept; it seemed that the most glittering of

gold was showered unrelentingly from the cosmos,

When you bathed; it seemed as if shriveled and decayed

beauty in this world had taken a new birth,

When you shivered; it seemed as if the mesmerizing

night had forgotten to unveil into the sweltering day,

When you sneezed; it seemed as if lost charm and

exuberance flooded back into the atmosphere,

When you blushed; it seemed as if silver bolts of

lightening plummeted from the sky igniting multiple

fires even in frozen water,

When you screamed; it seemed as if the profoundly

gloomy ambience exploded in fury; to illuminate the

blackness,

When you stared; it seemed that all the uncouth and

barbaric activities were replaced by unparalleled

innocence and empathy,

And when you breathed; I felt that I was re-born; and

as each breath of yours caressed my skin; I felt

myself more and more entangled in the bonds of your

romance…

I DIDN’T NEED BREATH TO LIVE 

I didn’t need blazing fires; as I had her flesh in

intimate contact to ignite my yearning desires,

I didn’t need the turbulent ocean; as I had the river

of her ecstatic tears cascading down my neck,

I didn’t need the poignantly smelling lotus; as I had

her luscious lips to kiss unrelentingly and feast

upon,

I didn’t need mesmerizing sights of the world viewing

through my binoculars; as I found all beauty and

fantasy embedded in her curled eyelashes,

I didn’t need water to drink; as the last drop of my

thirst was quenched with her mere caress,

I didn’t need a spurious sequence of laughter; as her

innocuous gestures when she played; made me have the

smile of my life,

I didn’t need dreams to inundate my mind; as my

ultimate reservoir of imagination lay encapsulated in

her hands,

I didn’t need food to eat; as the profound empathy in

her expressions made me entirely oblivious to both

morning and night,

I didn’t need enchanting sounds; as the melody in her

voice pacified infinite infernos exploding in my mind,

I didn’t need time to be acquainted with; as the

enamouring complexion of her lids had cast a mystical

spell on my life,

I didn’t need brilliant sunlight to shimmer across my

face; as I had the austere rays emanating from her

persona to enlighten my darkness,

I didn’t need a couch impregnated with pure gold to

sleep upon; as I had the moistness in her lap to

succumb to an everlasting slumber,

I didn’t need salubrious vitamins to resurrect my

shattered senses; as I had the tenacity of her love to

guide me through every step I took,

I didn’t need valleys laden with blossoming flowers to

rekindle my soul; as I had the enigmatic passageway

down her throat to stare at in open mouthed

astonishment; till eternity,

I didn’t need trees with dense foliage to sequester me

from the sweltering heat; as I had her fascinating

shadow; to scrape out every bit of fatigue from my

tired bones,

I didn’t need exotic perfumes extracted from a

mountain of musk; as I had her sweat to inhale; which

sent me right back into my innocent childhood,

I didn’t need magicians to decipher my future and

fate; as I clearly saw my destiny prominently in the

lines of her soft palms,

I didn’t need intoxicating cans of beer; as the

sensuousness of her body stimulated my mind more than

a barrel of alcohol,

And I didn’t need breath to exist; as the bond of her

romance had ensured that I would live beyond time;

immortalize the essence of sharing for boundless

decades to come…

ON THE OTHER SIDE 

The entire land of grandiloquent palaces on one side;

and me and my sweet little dwelling on the other side,

The entire ocean on one side; and me and my tangy

little bottle of salt on the other side,

The entire forest replete with vivacious wild life on

one side; and me and my pet cat on the other side,

The entire cosmos strewn with silken clouds on one

side; and me and my pristine painting on the other

side,

The entire library inundated with books on one side;

and me and my romantic letter on the other side,

The entire market flooded with sizzling pizza's on one

side; and me and my dainty little chunk of chocolate

on the other side,

The entire fleet of aeroplanes on one side; and me and

my articulately chiseled statue of rustic clay on the

other

side,

The entire dungeon embedded with scintillating

diamonds on one side; and me and my forehead smeared

with ash on the other side,

The entire well overflowing with mineral water on one

side; and me and my intricate table spoon of mustard

oil on the other side,

The entire theater displaying pictures from around the

globe on one side; and me and my ravishing fantasies

on the other  side,

The entire conglomerate of emerald mattress on one

side; and me and my bamboo stuffed pillow on the other

side,

The entire township of lecherous evil on one side; and

me and my intransigent ideals on the other side,

The entire army marching with hostile dagger heads on

one side; and me and the confidence of my mother on

the other  side,

The entire atmosphere entrenched with abuses on one

side; and me and incorrigible tenacity to recite

rhymes on the other side,

The entire planet functioning monotonously on one side;

and me and my island of unrelenting dreams on the

other side,

The entire human race brooding unceremoniously for

money on one side; and me and my passion for romance

on the other side,

The entire graveyard sprawled with morbid corpses on

one side; and me and my Creator standing unperturbed

on the other side,

The entire society with its bombastic pretensions on

one side; and me and my open hearted speech on the

other

side,

The entire world and its worthless norms of religion

and creed on one side; and me and my beloved locked in

an immortal embrace on the other side...

PLEASE FORGIVE ME 

I know I may have pinched you several times; causing

you to wince in contorted agony,

I know I may have pummeled you to the ground; hurling

at you a volley of poignant abuse,

I know I may have kicked you in the stomach; made a

face at you resembling a hideous demon,

I know I may have splashed your face with orange

juice; soiling your impeccable clothing with infinite

blemishes of black paint,

I know I may have stared at you in animosity;

fomenting you to ooze tears down your glistening

cheeks,

I know I may have made you trip; poking my large toe

deliberately in your way,

I know I may have scowled at you umpteenth number of

times; tickling you in your ribs when you didn't want

it the slightest,

I know I may have shrug off the breakfast plate in

utter disdain; dictating you thunderously to make it

all over again,

I know I may have sprinkled upon you freezing water;

inundating your persona with frozen ice in the peak of

winter,

I know I may have used my pen to thrash you; more than

I might have used it to write literature,

I know I may have philandered with several girls;

giving them a peck on their cheeks right in front of

your eyes,

I know I may have dropped debris intermittently on the

ground; just to appease myself sighting you picking

them up,

I know I may have wrecked you out of tranquil sleep

large no of times in the night; with a volley of my

monstrous snores,

I know I may have interrogated you till eternity;

asking you divulge an account of each minute; in order

to pacify my suspicions,

I know I may have forgotten your birthday; not

remembering to wish you on the hour which God created

you,

I know I may not have written to you; even after being

weeks away from you on a business trip,

I know I may have drunk boundless pegs of voluptuous

wine; stumbling on half the words I uttered in front

of your revered parents,

I know I may have curtailed you to household chores;

refraining you from stepping out in this flamboyant

world,

And I know I may have behaved like a perfect brute all

these years; rebuking you on many occasions in front

of the society,

But then; they were those moments when the human in me

had metamorphosed into a savage animal; the tyranny of

earning had crippled the innocent child in me;

annihilating all my perceptions about romance and

bondage,

While let me candidly tell you today; that I have

always loved you; valued your caress more than any

other object existing in this world; have longed for

your company more than the Sun has longed to shine;

and I know that perhaps you wouldn't even prefer to

look at me in this lifetime of mine; but I will still

say this; as I love you more than myself; that "PLEASE

FORGIVE ME"...

UTTERLY HELPLESS 

The cow; knew that the crow sitting on its back was a

treacherous nuisance; tickling it on umpteenth number

of places; when it actually wanted to blissfully rest,

But in the end she found herself completely helpless;

as no matter how hard she swished her tail; the bird

kept sitting; without incorrigibly budging even an

inch.

The Majestic edifice standing tall on the road; knew

that tremors occurring during the earthquake were

really unwanted,

But in the end it was helpless; as they inevitably

kept coming; and despite the most severest of its

resilience; weakened its foundations beyond safety

limits.

The gargantuan Oak tree; knew that the snakes crawling

on its formidable periphery; disrupted its serenity

and tranquil shade,

But in the end it was miserably helpless; for as the

years unveiled its crevices grew; and the hooded

monsters kept proliferating in dozens; although it

tried its best to kill them with its juice.

The ocean sprawled over a billion kilometers of

territory; knew that the choppy waves rising high;

broke its mystical spell and dreams,

But in the end it was completely helpless; as the

harder it tried the more the waters swirled; and a

tumultuous storm enveloped the entire surface; causing

the froth erupt towards the sky.

The granules of earth sprinkled all around; knew that

ploughing them would give them agony; massacre their

virginity beyond their capacity to redeem,

But in the end they found themselves disastrously

helpless; as man kept digging them with greed in his

eyes; till the time he struck pitchers of glittering

gold.

The hot cakes sizzling on the grills; knew that the

bees hovering around would painstakingly devour their

sweetness; render their sponginess with innumerable

number of holes,

But in the end they were helpless; as try as hard as

they could; the flies kept buzzing feasting on their

appetizing surface; till the time they satisfied their

gluttony.

The tongue suspended in chamber of the mouth; knew

that its demeanor would be reduced to rotten garbage;

the instant it blurted out abuses,

But in the end it was totally helpless; as even after

resolving in the name of Almighty lord; it exhaled out

the most abashing of bad words; when provoked by the

passing pedestrian.

The clusters of blossoming rose; knew that the

parasites clambering up their stalk would render them

fragile and lifeless,

But in the end they were wholesomely helpless; as the

more they tried to defend themselves with their sparse

thorns; the more the army of leeches enjoyed in

sucking them to emptiness.

And I as a poet; knew that working in office with a

monotonous bunch of morons; would vanquish all my

creativity; annihilate the passionate fantasy

revolving in my mind from its very roots,

But in the end; I found myself stumbling at every

instant of life and utterly helpless; as; If I wanted

to survive in this uncouth society; I had to

substitute fantasy with bulky checkbooks; chop my

dreams in entirety with the sword of commercialism; in

order to feed me and my wife with sumptuous food; rise

with her early at dawn; to confront a new tomorrow.

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