You die; I die - Love Poems - Part 7 Read online

  ones you cherish,

  Use your teeth to scrupulously masticate food; evacuate lethal poison from

  innocuous skin bitten by snake,

  Use your brain to decipher baffling enigmas of life; make planet earth a

  better place to inhabit,

  Use your lips to produce philanthropic smiles; spread the ubiquitous message

  of congenial friendship,

  Use your affluence to lead a luxurious life; showering the same on those

  engulfed with tumultuous distress and pain,

  Use your power to assassinate evil from its faintest trace; fighting

  incessantly for those oppressed in the society,

  Use your ears to decode the minutest of sound; inundate barren arenas of your

  soul with melodious music,

  Use your hair to cushion the impact of blows on your scalp; letting it glisten

  in the sunlight to impart warmth,

  Use your blood to save someone on the threshold of death; donating it in

  bountiful amounts to those who require it the most,

  Use your breath to tickle the grass blades; impregnate the chilly ambience

  with loads of passionate energy,

  Use your bones to work tirelessly; executing them meticulously to their

  complete potential,

  Use your voice to pacify the hot blooded; propagating the message of peace

  with tenacity,

  Use your life to achieve and construct and discover; procreating your progeny

  to serve humanity with grace,

  And use your heart to uninhibitedly love; inculcate the spirit of perpetual

  caring in the ones you ever encounter .

   

   

   

   

 

  20. WE STILL LOVED EACH OTHER 

   

  We hurled a volley of expletives at each other; while conversing over the

  phone,

  Severely ostracizing our movements; our conservative attitude towards

  society,

  Threw fluffy pillows; rolling pins; scattered debris; virtually all that came

  in our hands at each other,

  Tore apart our scalp hair in exasperation; slapping each other on the rubicund

  cheek,

  Grimaced our teeth like the most ominous of fortress; clenching our fists in

  indignation,

  Stared unrelentingly like diabolical demons; refraining to whisper the

  slightest of sound,

  Spat uncouthly at each other; our hands interlocked in a vindictive brawl,

 

  Made abhorrent designs of each other; rampantly inscribing them on the cold

  floor,

  Kicked uncontrollably while in the car; banging our heads against the

  windshield,

  Spilled scalding tea deliberately on each other; burning dainty pores in our

  skin,

  Glanced indifferently towards each other; pretending to be nonchalant

  strangers,

  Scoffed haughtily inhaling long gasps of breath; insipidly kicking small

  stones that confronted our way,

  Wailed discordantly with fervor; looking at each others faces,

  Sat poles apart on the dining table; secretly wishing to dance under the

  enchanting moon,

  Drew lines vindictively on the sands; as we strolled languidly on the slippery

  beach,

  Pummeled each other in the ribs; at the slightest provocation; as our tempers

  soared to dizzy heights,

  Paced up and down the length of the house; occasionally banging the walls in

  intense infuriation,

  Tossed and turned irritably on the king poster bed; unable to go to blissful

  sleep,

  Deliberated for marathon hours on the trot; on inconspicuous issues; expending

  great energy from our intricate lungs,

  But the remarkable thing was; that even after all this we still remained the

  best of friends; immensely enjoyed and wistfully longed for each others

  company,

  And at the end of the acrimonious day; forgave and acutely loved each other . 

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   21. WHERE THERE IS LOVE 

   

  Where there is bountiful grass; sprawling meadows of leafy foliage,

  There roam about rustic cattle and goat; painstakingly chewing the cud; relishing the appetizing meal.

  Where there is superfluous water; rambunctious streams of crystal liquid,

  There reside sweet and succulent fish; bathing incessantly in the splashing currents; procreating several of their kind.

  Where there is a nest of enmeshed twigs; fortified with slender sticks of

  intricate wood and thorn,

  There lives the protuberant sac bird; which pacifies its gluttony devouring

  insects; lays eggs diligently with the passing seasons.

  Where there is fetid sewage floating in gutter water; a conglomerate of

  dilapidated debris loosely strewn about,

  There lives the disdainful cockroach; spreading a host of deadly infection and

  disease.

  Where there is the colossal mountain with jagged slopes; a battalion of

  deciduous trees projecting rampantly in tandem,

  There lives the grizzly bear which dexterously glides through darkened

  tunnels; along with tones of silver snow.

  Where there is slippery sand on the beach; blended with multiple cocoons of

  hollow space,

  There lives the gray bodied venomous crab; flexing its noxious tentacles

  intermittently; to sting innocuous flesh.

  Where there is a jugglery of boiled sweets lying orphan on the floor; with a

  tantalizing aroma wafting in the air,

  There lives the red ant in infinite scores; hungrily crunching its meal;

  pulverizing it to finely chiseled soft powder.

  Where there is the honey combed hive sighted at unprecedented heights from the

  ground; adhering compactly to the building wall,

  There lives the honeybee boisterously oozing honey from its body; blending

  superbly with the golden color.

  Where there is overwhelming poverty; an atmosphere of bedraggled misery

  compounded with heaps of tribulation,

  There live nefarious hoodlums; driven by the fervent urge to steal; due to

  scarcity of funds and fodder.

  Where there is darkness camouflaged with pallid gloom; the ambience punctuated

  with mystical myths,

  There lives baseless fear; individuals who unwittingly shirk away from society.

  And where there is perennial love; philanthropic attitude to embrace the

  afflicted with thorough equanimity,

  There lives god and there also lives life; ripening every unleashing minute;

  creating humans impregnated with immortal bliss .

 

  22. THE THING I FEARED THE MOST 

   

  When I transgressed through the soil of scorching desert; with the sun blazing

  down my nape in full radiance,

  The thing I feared the most was the insatiable desire for water; which kept

  overpowering me when I knew there were no resources available.

  When I was sleeping blissf
ully in the night; with mystical reveries besieging

  my mind,

  The thing I feared the most; was rambunctious noise jolting me wide awake from

  my celestial siesta.

  When I was chopping the trunk of corrugated tree; utilizing the full tenacity

  of my wrists,

  The thing I feared the most; was the blade of my axe acquiring incongruous

  rust; emancipating its sharpness.

  When I was swimming through placid waters of the river; with lavender coated

  petals of lotus drifting past my nose,

  The thing I feared the most; was turbulent waves pervading the still waters;

  disrupting the synchrony of my swim.

  When I was traveling up the monumental edifice in an elevator; sighting

  spacious dwellings now as condensed matchboxes,

  The thing I feared the most; was the intricate coil of lift brusquely

  snapping; and the contraption hurling at full speeds towards the stony

  ground.

  When I was driving my car at swashbuckling speeds through picturesque slopes;

  feasting my eyes on a backdrop of panoramic waterfalls,

  The thing I feared the most; was the twin brakes failing and the automobile

  wildly careening into the treacherous valley.

  When I was nibbling rustic berries; plucking them in clusters from the

  vivaciously swirling jungle tree,

  The thing I feared the most; was the likelihood of the fruit being savagely

  poisoned; having the ghastly potential of causing death.

  When I embellished my persona with grandiloquent slabs of glittering gold;

  wore jingling necklaces studded with an armory of scintillating diamonds,

  The thing I feared the most; was the brutal onslaught of robbers viciously

  tearing apart my wealth.

  When I diligently working on the contemporary computer; with the fluorescent

  light of the screen infiltrating my eyes,

  The thing that I feared the most; was a host of obnoxious virus permeating the

  software; assassinating all the files I had scrupulously stored.

  When I was shivering incessantly in winter winds; the partition of my teeth

  clattering inevitably,

  The thing I feared the most; was the snow precipitating from the skies;

  exacerbating my condition still further.

  And when I was with my beloved; encompassed in the warmth of her arms; the

  essence of her breath inundating me with unprecedented happiness,

  The thing I feared the most; was the creator taking her far away from me; as I

  knew there was no other power existing on earth; that could try and possibly

  separate us. 

 

  23. THE BISCUIT OF LOVE 

   

  When I consumed a fat biscuit of mud; trying to masticate it fervently with my

  angular teeth,

  I simply failed to succeed; the mud impregnated a bitter taste in my mouth;

  and I inevitably puked out the curry with anguished sighs and gasps.

  When I devoured a biscuit of stone; gulping It down with a glassful of mineral

  water,

  My stomach felt a trifle uneasy trying hard to accept this alien food; and it

  finally came out intact and composite; a few hours after I painstakingly

  expurgated my bowels.

  When I chewed a biscuit of royal gold; endeavoring to soften it with the slimy

  layer of my saliva,

  Horrendous feelings of wasting currency engulfed my mind; and I immediately

  spewed out the biscuit; trying to retain its natural contour and shine.

  When I ate a rotund biscuit of condensed chocolate; replete with bountiful

  fillings of sweet candy,

  I felt good in the beginning; but my felicity soon transited into dismay; when

  the blood report indicated that I had astronomically high levels of sugar.

  When I tasted a piquant biscuit of green chili; blended commensurately with

  garlic powder,

  I rampantly screamed as if stabbed by a thousand burnt needles; scampered like

  never before to the nearest source of portable water.

  When I put a biscuit of almond soap in my mouth; there was gargantuan froth

  produced as a manifestation,

  Infinite bubbles elastic in texture now emanated whenever I opened my mouth;

  and there was an insurmountable urge in my persona to thoroughly cleanse my

  tongue.

  When I languidly placed a biscuit of frozen snow in my mouth; the complexion

  of my face transformed to a scarlet crimson,

  Unfathomable clusters of taste died there itself; and I felt gruesome shivers

  cascading down my spine.

  When I attempted to gnaw at a biscuit of rusty iron; there was tumultuous

  force exerted on my teeth,

  They finally buckled under the intractable pressure; leaving rivulets of

  sticky blood oozing from my lips.

  When I feverishly tried to eat a biscuit of compressed honey; there was an

  infectious sweetness that enveloped my mouth,

  But when I got up in the morning after a contended nights sleep; there was a

  battalion of red ant crawling all over; inserting their tiny pincers in my flesh.

  And eventually when I consumed the biscuit of love; which was stitched

  meticulously by her; with threads of our perpetual love,

  My body felt profoundly rejuvenated; all the dreariness seemed to have

  evaporated into thin air; and it was now that I felt that I was invincible;

  beyond the inexplicable limits of this world .

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

   

  24. WHEN I WANDERED THROUGH THE LANE OF LOVE 

   

  When I philandered through the winding lanes of the mountain; I encountered an

  assemblage of vivacious trees and nimble rabbit,

  When I strolled through lanes of the dense jungle; I encountered a maze of

  cloistered passage along with white water streams,

  When I audaciously walked through lanes of freezing ice-cream; I encountered

  tenacious currents of cold; that made me shiver,

  When I vehemently transgressed through lanes of roaring fire; I encountered

  blistering flames; which almost charred me to inconspicuous ash,

  When I sedately trespassed through lanes of blossoming flower; I encountered

  clusters of humming bee; with a mesmerizing fragrance circumventing my

  nostrils,

  When I skeptically languished through lanes of the mental asylum; I encountered a fleet of barbaric madmen; trying to snatch the last ounce of breath from my persona,

  When I gleefully floated in the satiny lanes of the cotton clouds; I encountered brilliant sunshine blended with showers of inclement rain,

  When I loitered aimlessly through sandy lanes of the desert; I encountered

  acrimonious heat; sapping the last resources of hidden energy from my body,

  When I ambled laboriously through sequestered lanes of the gigantic tunnel; I

  encountered gruesome darkness that sent uncanny chills down my spine; made me

  nostalgically long for sunshine,

  When I ran at fast pace across lanes of slippery beach sands; I encountered

  poignant froth juxtaposed with fiery salt smashing across my eyes,
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  When I gallivanted on horseback through the lanes of the rustic farm; I

  encountered the ravishing aroma of corn; listened attentively to the intricate

  dribbling of milk from cow teats,

  When I crawled like a new born child through the lanes of surreal fantasy; I

  encountered scores of fairies; a blissful paradise where god resided,

  When I marched through the lanes of disdainful hatred; I encountered

  disparaging corruption; the savage discrimination of my fellow mates,

  When I pervaded across ghastly lanes of hell in the sky; I encountered satanic

  demons relishing blood from dead carcass of humans,

  When I intransigently marauded through lanes of the underground dungeon; I

  encountered hidden gold; with a scorpion occasionally drifting down my neck,

  When I jogged through crowded lanes of the mundane city; I encountered hostile

  traffic; and obnoxious clouds of smoke prompting me to deafeningly sneeze,

  When I roamed through lanes of illicit crime; I encountered a township of

  bloodshed; brutal massacres of the innocent,