Hide and Seek - part 8 - Rhyming & Non Rhyming Poems Read online

26. WATER IS PRECIOUS 

   

  If there was water on the surface of dry leaves; they would look superbly mesmerizing; glistening profoundly under the Sun,

  If there was water on mud coated wall; there would be  a ravishing scent that permeated the adulterated air,

  If there was water on vegetables lying sprawled in a forlorn heap; they would bounce back to boisterous life; retrieving the plethora of minerals they had lost in the blistering heat,

  If there was water on fossils languidly scattered in obsolete territories of the dormant volcano; they would perspicuously depict the mysteries of the past; besides shimmering magnificently under the moon,

  If there was water on wild buds of jungle mushroom; the unruly shoots would sparkle tenaciously; drawing millions of mouths towards them to satiate their famished taste buds,

  If there was water on a battalion of acrimonious thorns; their tips would get dramatically softened; making them flounder in their conquest of

  mercilessly puncturing soft skin,

  If there was water on scalp hair; their bedraggled texture would miraculously transform into immaculately polished,

  If there was water on the obdurate foam of bed; there would be an unprecedented cool that besieging the ambience; and I would find it astoundingly easy to fall into a invincible siesta,

  If there was water on pairs of chapped lips; they would look irrefutably voluptuous and longing to be kissed,

  If there was water on the scorched soil of arid desert; the surrounding wildlife would get substantial reprieve from sweltering storms of heat,

  If there was water on rampant flames of fire ominously rising up by the zipping second; the occupants inside would be saved from the tyranny of being burnt alive,

  If there was water on the elevation of dusty window panes; they would suddenly

  glitter in animation; explicitly exposing the panoramic view outside,

  If there was water on the river bed; scores of children would gleefully toss

  in it; splashing it frivolously on passing pedestrians,

  If there was water on clusters of scarlet rose; they would diffuse a blissful

  fragrance penetrating the claustrophobic environment with a reinvigorating aroma,

  If there was water on feathers of the majestic peacock; it had the potential to circulate waves of rhapsody even in the veins of a dying man; when the bird unfurled its wings to a complete blossom,

  If there was water on soiled cloth; incorrigible stains would be indiscriminately exonerated; and the fabric would now resemble an impeccable white,

  If there was water on the serrated skin of chameleon; it would appear more

  rubicund while wandering indefatigably through the bushes,

  And If there was water on the inverted eyelashes of my beloved; she would look

  like a goddess bathed in exquisite gold,

  And let me tell you friends it was very easy for us to unflinchingly achieve

  the above mentioned; if only we learnt to save and judiciously preserve water,

  As its every droplet is inevitably worth a million; for it is the source of all life beside us; an indispensable fuel to rejuvenate the depleted reservoir of our energy; water is precious.

  27. IMMACULATE TIE 

   

  It dangled freely from my collar; gently caressing my belly as it cascaded down,

  It fluttered vivaciously in the rustic breeze; voluptuously tingling the fabric of my crisp shirt,

  It rose and fell sporadically as I incessantly took wild draughts of ravishing

  breeze into my lungs,

  It imparted me loads of compassionate warmth; as the biting cold air struck be inevitably in my chest,

  It portrayed a strikingly vivid picture; against the backdrop of pure white linen; in which I was adorned,

  It bifurcated my demeanor into commensurate compartments; subtly sequestering

  me from being called pot-bellied,

  It granted an uncanny tautness to the scruff of my neck; inundated in me a feeling of being on my heels; and rampantly on the prowl,

  It sometimes provided me reprieve from my running nose; as I blew it thunderously into the fluff; where it settled inconspicuously and contented at the rear,

  It majestically camouflaged an armory of disdainful buttons; neatly intermingling with the buckle of my belt,

  It danced merrily in perfect synergy with my body; as I gyrated the entire night to tunes of pulsating music,

  It revealed pompous shades of my personality; gave my visage multiple opportunities to stand shoulder to shoulder with the exorbitantly rich,

  It appeared as an silken angel; having a profound aura of its own; amidst a host of other garb surrounding it,

  It felt as light as a pigeon feather; yet was the mightiest ornament bestowing impetus upon my diminutive stature,

  It often protected me form acrid sunlight; as I adroitly removed it; tied it on my scalp as a cool and flabby bandanna,

  It succumbed to my desires of whipping; when I thrashed it in free space; producing an ensemble of exotic noises,

  It served as an excellent tool to play; when I curled it into an incongruous ball; tossed it mischievously towards my mesmerizing girlfriend,

  It proved as a towel on infinite occasions; when the actual napkin became obsolete and was nowhere to be found,

  It had been on my persona since decades; providing me that tinge of sophistication that I had perennially desired,

  But more importantly than anything; it had fulfilled my desire of being a complete man; gloriously projecting me to the existing society,

  SO now you tell me folks what more could I expect out of a short stub of

  slippery garment; which we christen today in contemporary terminology as an

  immaculate tie ?

  28. MAN EATER AT LARGE 

  The birds on the trees screeched hysterically; permeating the atmosphere with their shrill ringing,

  Cars on the streets swerved wildly; clashing head on with the electric poles,

  Children studying diligently in school; rushed out in a frenzy from the building,

  Women busy chatting in shopping malls; froze in their footsteps; drowned wholesomely in the chaotic pandemonium,

  Infants crawling innocuously on the floor started to cry incessantly; banging

  their diminutive fists against the table,

  Businessmen contemplating the intricacies of market; dropped their money; galloped like a boisterous kangaroo for life,

  The meticulous bus conductor forgot to halt at stops; speeded the vehicle; whizzing like a demon through the placid countryside,

  People languishing in the pool with the sun sizzling their frigid skin; sprinted to seek shelter in the dense jugglery of bush as the last resort,

  Clusters of teenagers painstakingly sucking ice-candy; devoured it in a single gulp; sacrificing all pleasure and relish,

  Dogs barking vociferously at unsuspecting strangers; subdued their voices to mellowed yawns,

  The barber who was leisurely trimming scalp hair; plucking a thin strand at a time; scraped apart the entire beard; in a state of bewilderment; infinite beads of sweat trickling down his nape,

  The petrified scientists in their state of agony; inadvertently launched space shuttles well ahead of the scheduled time,

  The pop star dancing like an angel to pulsating tunes; collapsed with a thud on the floor like soggy matchsticks,

  Security guards deployed on the border; fled helter-skelter using every iota of their imbibed skill; to salvage immediate shelter,

  Doctors in their clinics took potent pills for palpitation; to pacify their volcanically throbbing hearts,

  Fishes swimming majestically in imprisoned aquariums; slithered like never before; to the vibrations of passionate tension,

  Mosquitoes profoundly engrossed in sucking ripe blood; left in a hurry; flying to unprecedented heights of the ceiling,

  The spider raced several ti
mes in its web; feeling the insurmountable agony bursting in its tentacles,

  The artist sketching panoramic valleys; almost swallowed the brush in his mouth; made a sheer travesty of the image in nervous excitement,

  The prime minister articulately delivering the speech in his sonorous voice; disdainfully dropped the mike,

  The sun rays winked a little from their blazing shine; the winds blowing across roads shivered inexplicably,

  It was a complete mayhem out there; as the 10 foot long leopard escaped from caged bars; gallivanted like a king through the busy traffic lanes; and a single growl from the beast had people proclaiming in all directions of the; man eater at large . 

  29. MOUSE TRAP

  I waited ardently all night and day to imprison your tiny grace; enticing you with my balls of tangy cheese,

  I inhabited the most illuminated corner of the room; so that you could sight me in profound traces of white light,

  I greedily glimpsed the minuscule of your intricate movement; fervently following your diminutive silhouette like a panther on the prowl,

  I surreptitiously envisaged countless strategies to torment you; inevitably opening my lid a trifle in insurmountable agony,

  I incessantly relished the bouncy pairs of springs in my body; the soft chunks of sponge sprawled in haphazard disharmony in my gleaming cage,

  I had this sole ambition to trap you in my present life; with my mind indefatigably revolving round the contours of your pertinent body,

  I was partly impaired from crystalline vision;witnessed the outside world as an partially obfuscated haze through my myriad of bars and rods,

  I was procurable at threadbare rates from the market; with people generally wading their hands as far from me; as consummately possible,

  I shivered in the freezing cold every night; while my master had a smashing time sandwiched handsomely