Hide and Seek - Part 7 - Rhyming & Non Rhyming Poems

Hide and Seek part 7 Rhyming & Non
Rhyming Poems
By
Nikhil Parekh
[ Note - Currently I seek a traditional publisher for the
publication of my above mentioned Book , in the Print
form . Published here ; is this Poetry Collection of
mine in its entirety , alongwith the differently titled
Poems contained in the Book . As of the present
moment ; 47 of my Books are available for purchase
in the eBook format from Amazon.com Kindle Store
United States at - amazon.com/author/nikhilparekh .
My style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the
mortal planet by any mortal , though my Poetry /
literature is normal and natural . GODS grace on
me . i am nothing infront of GOD . i am nothing
infront of GODS holy messengers . So any victorious
publisher who may want to publish my Poetry in
Paperback without Financial Expenditure to me , can
directly communicate with me at the address ,
nikhilparekh99@gmail.com or
indianpoetnikhilparekh@gmail.com ] . I am Nikhil
Parekh , ( born 27 August , 1977 ) , poet and author
from Ahmedabad , India . I am also a 10 - Time
National Record holder for my Poetry with the Limca
Book of Records India , limcabookofrecords.in - which
is Indias Best Book of Records , Ranked 2nd in the
World officially to Guinness Book of World Records .
You can visit me at - nikhilparekh.org ; to browse my
Poetry on GOD , Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism ,
Friendship , Life , Death , Environment, Wildlife ,
Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood , Humanity ,
Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood - at this website you can also
browse my varied Books , my awards and my National
records in Poetry .
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Author Biography
Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 , 1977 ) , from Ahmedabad ,
India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his
Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India limcabookofrecords.in , which is India's Best Book of Records ,
also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of
World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written
by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length
of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle .
The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet
by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and
natural .
10 National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of
Records India are for
( 1 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in
McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's
Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem , Come
Lets Embrace our New Religion
( 2 ) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year
Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's
National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada
( 3 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a
Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is - Aids
doesn't kill . Your Attitude kills .
( 4 ) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best
Poetry EBook
( 5 ) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the
most number of replies from World Leaders and World
Organizations .
( 6 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to
the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace GoodwillTreaty.org .
( 7 ) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made
into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing
website .
( 8 ) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book
- Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace , at
Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and
largest website for reading books on mobile phones .
( 9 ) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on
Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the
Government of South Africa .
(10) "Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and
currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially
selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ".
The Indian Poet has written thousands of poems on - GOD,
Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death ,
Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood ,
Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of
viewers and downloads on the Internet .
Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God
( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) ,
Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love
Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume
10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a
tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part
8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These

Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry .
The Poets Poetry has had the patronization of several World
Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit Nikhil Parekh at
nikhilparekh.org .
About The Poetry Book

This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually part
7 of the Book titled Hide and Seek Rhyming & Non Rhyming
Poems ( 702 pages ) . Parekh's earliest collection of verse.
Written in unparallelled fervor, this collection is a delectable
blend of topics from love to death, probing into countless
infinitesimal aspects of existence which make a significant
impact to it. The beauty of this compendium lies in its magical
brevity at places and in the most mundane things of life around
us brought to the fore like a magicians wand, in brilliant poetic
flair by Parekh. Contains poems on topics impossible for one to
envisage that a poem could be written about such an
inconspicuous little thing-but Parekh evolves bountiful rhyme
from the word go and coalesces vivacious color in the little tidbits of the chapter called life to optimum effect. A must read for
all those who find color, charm and significance in even the
smallest things of life and are enthused by even the most
mercurial bit of stray paper loitering around. A poetic tribute to
the ordinary, projecting its colorful extraordinary bit to the
planet with raw panache.
This book tingles every living being's imagination to fantasize
beyond the ordinary. Look at all those meaningful tid-bits around
us which have a complete book written in each one of them. All
those joyous and unfortunate anecdotes around us which make
us blossom into the true spirit of existence; into the amazing
celebration of omnipotent life.
CONTENTS
1. DELIGHTFUL FARM
2. INNOCENT LIVES
3. RAINBOW
4. INDEFATIGABLE NATURE
5. YOURS TRULY IN DIRT
6. ABBREVATIOUS BLOOD
7. BIFURCATION OF THE CHARISMATIC
8. HAZARDS OF CIGARETTE SMOKING-POISONOUS
SMOKE
9. WHIRLPOOLS OF DESPONDENCE
10. MY FATHER- DEFINITION OF CLASS
11. FODDER THROUGH RHYME
12. SOAPY SPRINGS FOR LUXURIOUS CLEANSING
13. JOURNEY THROUGH THE ATLANTIC
14. THE EXOTIC EFFECT OF AIR
15. ACTS OF COURAGE
16. THE BLUE OCEAN
17. MY COMPLAINT
18. PRELIMINARY INVESTIGATION
19. THE COLD BLOODED ROCK
20. IMAGINATION
21. AMBULANCE
22. KING CACTUS
23. HANDKERCHIEF
24. HOUSE BOAT
25. IF THE WORLD WERE UPSIDE DOWN
26. THE HYPOCHONDRIAC
27. NOODLES
28. IVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH YOU ICE-CREAM
29. MY DARLING UNFETTERED UMBRELLA
30. SCHOOL BAG
31. CUTE CREASES .
32. CHALK STICK .
33. WATERMELON .
34. SIMPLISTIC QUILT
35. EARNEST HANGER
36. TRIUMPHANT TUMBLER
37. SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR BLESSEDLY BEST

38. THE 3 MAGICAL ALPHABETS DNA - ( WEBSITE OF
THIS NEWSPAPER DNAINDIA.COM ) .
39. EACH TIME YOU LIFT THE CRICKET WORLD CUPWERE PROUD TO BE A TRUE INDIAN
40. WHY WAS I AS A PARENT, AN ALL-TIME FAN OF
EURO-KIDS VASTRAPUR ? ( EUROKIDSINDIA.COM ) .
41. LIMCA BOOK OF RECORDS INDIA AND HER PEOPLE
AT THEIR VERY BEST.
42. FOR MEWHAT MADE BRYANT MCGILL TRULY
ROYAL.
43. HAPPY BDAY TO INDIAS MOST FASCINATING
BUSINESS MAGICIAN-MR. MUKESH
DHIRUBHAI AMBANI.
44. NELSON MANDELA
45. THE MIDAS TOUCH
46. BIRD'S EYE VIEW
47. BOMB BLAST
48. PEACEFUL FRIEND
49. THE OBLIVIOUS DESERT

50. THE UNITED FAMILY
1. DELIGHTFUL FARM
The placid pebble in blue water,
The yellow Sun evading the skies,
A black cloud of mixed feeling,
The blue tear strained eyes.
The
The
The
The
mist hanging in the air,

white dew drops in the field,
heavenly smell of thatched hay,
fathers scattered everywhere.
The
The
The
The
delicious smell of baked corn,

cock singing a perfect rhyme,
lively squirrel on the tree,
evanescent rising of dawn.
The hedges covered with green foliage,

The fields to be ploughed at,
The hushed rustling of the trees,
The sweet melody in the air.

2. INNOCENT LIVES
Lunch boxes filled with spicy delicacy,
Children dressed in neat uniform,
Stitched badges identifying institution,
Hung coarse bags filled with textbook volumes,
On rustic shoulders of budding youth,
Polished footwear projecting from cream pant,
Shoelace tied in immaculate fashion,
Plaits of hair brushed meticulously with coconut oil,
Brilliant red tie dangling from shirt collar,
Secured to shirt cloth with metal cufflinks,
Conspicuously large watch dial displaying time,
Elastic socks of white conclude attire,
As group of children board the school bus.
Shouts of laughter; chorused rhymes,
Plodding of feet; biting of nails,
Twinkling smiles; comic faces full of glee,
The toddlers were having a gala time;
With dead drunk driver hands on the steering wheel,
Flashing demon smiles through the rear glass,
Meting personal frustration on gas pedal,
As the bus sky rocketed into daylight,
Leaving unsurpassable tornadoes of dust behind.
Swerving wildly like an African panther,
Ultimately crashing into iron posts,
Marking the outlines of the river bridge,
Shouts of laughter turned to breathless horror,
Metal screeched against solid concrete,
Multiseater bus took a hundred feet plunge,
Chorused rhyme converted into imprisoned cries,
As Innocent lives mercilessly drowned into the savage waters of
the amazon.
3. RAINBOW
Violent streaks of nail polish Violet,
Circular shades of flaming Indigo,
Thick envelope of heavenly cloud Blue,

Fat smear of bright parrot Green,
Thin smudges of neglected dirty Yellow,
Peripheral paint lines of blazing Orange,
Encapsulating outlines of deathly Red,
Prompted by brilliant sunshine in cascading rain,
Sky patches of light blue,
Sun ball shining in full heat at boiling point,
Thin wisps of pale white cloud cover,
Dispersed in distant boundaries of the Sun,
Shriveled to an iota of their traditional attire,
Which is dark grey with blushes of black,
Now discharging rain in sunlight,
Forming a perfect vibgyor rainbow,
To the insurmountable delight of living organism,
Existing in spiceless moments of robotically worldly life.
4. INDEFATIGABLE NATURE
The white semi crescent luminates large in the sky,
Suspended in the jet black pool of atmosphere,
The starts glitter in unison,
As black wisps of clouds hang around.
Awesome masses of air blow gustily,
Bundles of molecules gasp collectively,
Stringent voices blow mightily,
As thunderous core of lechery comes pouring down.
Macro droplets of liquid break into frenzy,
Torrential rain cascades all over,
Drenching fresh granules of earth,
Softening parched rocks of violent composition,
Trespassing waywardly through molten fiascos of heat,
Harrowing the elixir of humanity,
Soothing the edifices of brutal racism,
Shattering glass panes of heinous felonies,
As I watch the proceedings in mute silence.
5. YOURS TRULY IN DIRT
Short stubs of sharp black hair,
Sprouting from skin pores of unshaven flesh,

Long hair with untrimmed side locks,
Bearing heaps of white dandruff powder,
Corn dried lips chapped at sides,
Nostrils emitting hardened mass of mucus,
Eardrums filled with coats of sordid yellow wax,
Streaks of dirt lining angular neck,
Pus cells activated in lower eye,
Broken eyebrows curled in disarray,
Uncut fingernails adhered to mud,
Armpits spreading undesirable stench,
White teeth pearls dulled to chocolate brown,
Scribbled writing on all quarters of palm,
Tightly fit bedraggled clothes,
With gaping holes in shirt and vest,
Ants gnawing at chunks of stuck honey,
On projecting wide shoulder bone,
Sports shoe lining coated with coal tar,
I moan in utter dismay and lost hope,
As I stare at my unwashed demeanor; my unpolished body in the
mirror.
6. ABBREVATIOUS BLOOD
The conspicuous blood drop of a wounded man,
Can never fill the brim of an eccentric can.
That molecule of indispensable thought,
Has occasionally brought misery; but broth.
When one roams in this dark world of massacre and pain,
He can conquer everything except mercenary gain.
And when comes the real violent flood,
It leaves behind thick greasy blood,
Thoroughly soaking the surface of parched earth,
To give a vindictive human race birth.
7. BIFURCATION OF THE CHARISMATIC
The elliptical glittering white nutrition,
With yellow sprawled on the inside,
The fragile adumbrate shell,
With flimsy blend of color and white,
Is the best I have ever known.
The ruffled feathered monster,

With its conspicuously red beak,
The protuberance of its chest,
With the cadence of the sung rhyme,
The immaculate white pearl,
With glistening sheen of perpetual freedom,
Hovering on the tenterhooks of extinction,
With the splendour of someone possessed,
The hazy ray of virgin moonlight,
With the sweltering heat suspended,
The languid chunks of green grass,
Cacophonic with insipid exhilaration,
The sparkle of perennial molten liquid,
Forming crevices of incongruity,
The lustrous melancholy of tumbling water,
Drifting mankind onto precipices of jubilation,
8. HAZARDS OF CIGARETTE SMOKING-POISONOUS
SMOKE
Jaded tobacco flakes in wrapped yellow candy paper,
White and appalling in visual imagery,
Dunloped to high degrees of compression,
Forming tetra inch sticks,
Of ashen grey crusty powder,
Thoroughly malnourished and stale,
A recipe for unending doomsday,
An aftermath of human greed,
Accentuating lecherous desires of eating smoke,
Bitter and contaminated ash,
Ignited by a host of sleazy gadgetry,
Wooden sticks of leaded match,
Producing derogatory clouds of white air,
Floating with fetid fragrance; low vitality,
With occasional buts of red coal falling down,

Diffusing into soft powder,
Carcinogenic to several glands of the living organism,
Chronologically spreading its ghastly effect,
To millions of mouths consuming it,
Chewing it; blowing it; relishing it,
Stitching webs of longevity forever,
Succumbing to something as inconsequential,
As a portable cylinder of pressed tobacco,
Withering mankind to caves of self destruction,
Rendering it the worst of its kind.
9. WHIRLPOOLS OF DESPONDENCE
My mental imagery fluctuates,
As beads of sweat drip down voraciously,
Spearheads of steel stab my skin,
Plucking away huge chunks of my pristine flesh,
Chopping the crux of zealous activity,
Plundering me with the waves of dormant ecstasy,
Admonishing the dexterous web of drudgery,
Impersonation tingling sensations of existence,
Scrapping my reflection from mother earth,
In permanent accordance with the Creator.
10. MY FATHER- DEFINITION OF CLASS
Grey bristles of pointed hair,
Ruddy complexioned facial aura,
Small beads of visual apparatus,
Shrewd silhouette of pink lips,
Portraying firm outlines of decision,
A glittering bunch of 32 teeth,
A long sprawled pungent nose; sensitive to minutest of change,
An eye opening infectious smile,
Hands dangling from brave sockets,
Knotted fingers on the prowl,
With a heart pounding in cavities of innocence,
A coagulation of speedy catalysts,
Primitive bohemian feet clambering up walls of unfettered
triumph,
High pitched mental machinery,
Harnessing loads of talent,

Lurking in realms of faith in self,
Thoroughly greased to simplistic proportions,
A gift of precious inheritance,
Combined with onerous perspiration,
With unceasing steps towards overwhelming success,
A diligent disciple of the Almighty Lord,
With burning incense sticks of truth,
Nailed deep to his persona,
A blend of righteousness and dedicated humor,
Short stature compiled with euphoric honesty,
An idol of indigenous prosperity,
Having empathy and compassion to pain,
A gifted molecule of billions existing,
Is how I would like to describe my father.
11. FODDER THROUGH RHYME
Stretching the tendons of my brain,
To ultimate realms of high strung imagination,
Flowing from deep recesses of throbbing heart,
And dreamy lips partially opened to light,
Embroidered with tunnels of abstract thoughts,
Spontaneous ideas on existing life,
Composed in a plethora of style and rhyme,
Absorbing loads of talent and dedicated time,
Spun meticulously with silent aggression,
Unfolding a saga of true emotions,
Portraying a moral and emphasizing love,
Great pains to deliver and derive,
An easy victim of sardonic ridicule,
A truncated version of written prose,
Elaborately expressed in a few lines,
Granting it the status of a glittering fable,
Entangling the mind in an ocean of words,
With equivalent use of punctuation marks,
An inborn skill in some,
Developed to dizzy heights with the passage of time,
A meager source of income in India,
While capturing mammoth audiences in foreign land,
A persevering route of earning fodder through rhyme,
Presented as a pearl of written composition,
Is what we mean by self composed poetry.

12. SOAPY SPRINGS FOR LUXURIOUS CLEANSING
The crystal maze of sparkling water,
Interwoven with threads of molecular attraction,
Adhering to peripheral blocks of scarlet plastic,
With off shooting molecules,
In angled semicircular configuration,
A boisterous echo of soapy texture,
Thoroughly spongy and elastic in dimension,
Bustling with insipidly feverish activity,
Diffusing into minuscule pearls of froth,
Clashing with robust excitement,
As I pour oblong vessels of water,
Drenching my mass of composite flesh,
Strands of curly hair,
With perennial gift of surplus liquid,
Blended with flamboyant antiseptic minerals,
Jutting from the dilapidated steel taps,
With surplus blotches of bronze,
Drawn from amazing depths of the earths belly,
Finally tumbles down in a united assemblage,
A carnival of frothy soapy spray,
A melodious gurgling spring of purity,
The finest form of luxurious cleansing,
Evacuating encrypted pores of blocked emotions; from deep
within hidden
recesses of my body.
13. JOURNEY THROUGH THE ATLANTIC
The vast swirl of Atlantic water,
Nefariously cold with tufts of ice,
Obdurate and strong with the passing of time,
A blend of fish and aquatic shrub,
Incorporating monstrous waves with frothy spray,
Chunks of dead timber drifting in bountiful quantity,
Encroached with currents of drifting seaweed,
Prompting the invincible fortress of inhabitation to waver,
Through lurking masses of undulating water,
Diffusing chains of liquid globules on its way,
Compressing galleries of fern and soft rock,

Crunching primitive icicles of molten snow,
Biting sharply into the vast assemblage of black water,
Piercing the aquatic ambience,
With high strung notes of the fog horn,
Clearing its way amidst heavy mists; and evading moon,
The Sun finally steams through the glass pane,
Ending the tyranny of the ruthless night,
I suddenly wake up with a startled look on my face,
Finding my way out through the furry delights of my cotton
quilty,
Rush across to the wire meshed stern,
My hair blowing wildly with the gusty wind,
Transfixing me into a mute personality,
In due admiration of the boundless ocean;
As the salty waves strike; break my celestial reverie.
14. THE EXOTIC EFFECT OF AIR
The cool and stupendous effect the air has,
Can never be got by poisonous nerve gas.
The exotic effect of soft blue air,
Cane never be obtained by mechanized gear.
But O! when the air becomes black and swollen,
It yields riches like a dried pollen.
Its lost in its thoughts which never come true,
Due to the incessant quarrel between the two.
The air finally comes down on earth with great force,
To cover the distance of its natural course.
15. ACTS OF COURAGE
He walked adroitly on tight strained cotton rope,
Tied at both ends to the tallest precipice of blood stained rock.
He skydived into dark valleys of nothingness,
Without comfort parachutes buckled to rib cage encompassing
his body.
He swam incessantly for long days against chilly currents of the
Atlantic,
Had occasional meals of cold sea weed and salt water.
He drove his sports car through winding roads of the mountain,

Applied bare minimum of brake; with mounting pressure on the
accelerator
He rode fearlessly on striped panther back,
Slept in the night on a bundle of hay with a family of wild fox.
He consumed long shards of unpolished cut glass,
Cracked a joke a few seconds after relishing the ghastly meal.
He plummeted infinite feet below into savage waters of the river,
Pulled out trapped children from smashed interiors of the
dismantled bus.
He trespassed through steaming flames of city fire,
Tried to evacuate people gasping for fresh draughts of breath.
He resolved to climb Mount Everest on foot,
Confronted frozen winds and avalanches of ice on his expedition
to the top.
He always decided to attempt the virtually impossible,
To blend white clouds of the sky with earth,
And he knew he would succeed,
As with every step he took,
He was there with himself for his miracle rescue.
16. THE BLUE OCEAN
The vast turbulent waters have a shade of cloud blue,
Possessing strong and high rising waves,
That gives a nice and hearty feeling,
And are unable to touch the highest nail on the ceiling.
The sky laughs at the waves,
Greets them with a lop-sided grin,
Advising them to keep fit and trim.
The advancing waters kiss the shore line,
They want to be near the sand,
To get far and distant from the obstreperous ferry band.
The waters move with the tune of the air,

Creating loud and stringent blares.
The sand seeps gallons of water at the shore,
Acting as a good and natural utility bore,
The colossal sea waters eventually evaporate into a dark cloud,
That gives the sound of loud rumbling thunder,
Pelting down sheets of much awaited torrential rain,
To enrich and develop the oncoming food grain.
17. MY COMPLAINT
My heart speaks in violent fury,
Raging over like wild white fire,
Ruling all emotions,
Holding the pointed time about,
O! I wished with all my energy for a gentle calm voice,
Neutralizing all my sorrow,
Wading past the tumultuous agony that besieges me,
Settling my cumbersome entity on mother earth.
An ardent desire pounding on it for years,
Crushed by the effervescence of fate,
Like a dicey off stand dance,
Glancing mockingly at effort,
Giving a thoroughly dull start,
To withstand truck loads of pain all throughout.
18. PRELIMINARY INVESTIGATION
I silently eavesdrop on my mind,
Wading past a sea of darkness,
Across rash currents of mangled thoughts,
Trying to search for cryptic clues,
Breathing in domains of mystic behaviour,
Breeding in pools of trivial obsessions,
Bleeding at various sensitive junctions,
Weeping every unfolding second,
Proliferating in leaps and bounds; in changing color of the light.
Obsessions they were with iterative hammering,
Struck firmly by 100 pounds of fresh iron,
Submerged in hot cream of fading luck,

Striking soft tissues enclosed in precious brain,
Weak and feeble to resist the mighty onslaught,
Disintegrating into crumbled imagination,
Whipping brutally inactivated zones of subconscious,
Causing downpour of torrential agony,
Cascade of non-existent thoughts,
Finally uprooting all the goodness that ever prevailed,
Mind you friends, This was just a preliminary investigation,
As I stealthily eavesdropped on my brain.
19. THE COLD BLOODED ROCK
The chain of black stretched all over,
The pointed surfaces; the leading of suicidal death,
The tedious climb encircled by emotionless faces,
All of which have a maniacal look,
Abraded exteriors of rock possess shining faces,
Spreading waves of savage delight and brutal splendour,
Trapping innocent prey in their vice like grip.
The air mightily pounds on its surface,
Removing small chunks of graphite powder,
Transporting loose pieces of stone down the valley,
Leaking inside the comfort houses of several ant and white
rabbit.
Hollow crevices in the rock are filled with crusty liquid,
Growing in stature by the advancing day,
Bubbling in nervous energy imparted by sheltered warmth,
At last gushing out in frenzy,
Forming volatile springs of boiling lava,
Assassinating possible signs of life in several kilometers of
vicinity.
20. IMAGINATION
The string of vivid imagination goes deep,
Flooding the path to a loosened character,
When I pluck it; it gives a shrill resounding noise,
Leading to the mystic cavity of an unruly conscience,
Putting me in a dread.
Those particles of audible sun light filter a way,

Through the tiny blackness inside my mind,
Biting and nibbling the inner elastic heart,
Falling freely like pointed black darts,
Aiming sharply at the sensitive organs,
Nothing more than an inconsequential brawl.
The string finally breaks with a painstaking gasp,
I find myself so empty,
With nothing to ponder on,
Except that crimson blazing light,
Dark tunnels of life then emanate a hearty chuckle,
And leave all those who are bald and shivering with non-existent
fear.
21. AMBULANCE
Wailing sirens echo through the air,
Red rooftop lights flash violently,
A big plus sign is stuck to all its doors,
Metal stretchers adorn the interiors,
Oxygen masks hang from plastic chords,
Along with Megan bottles filled with glucose liquid,
Antiseptic stench spreads all over,
Streaks of blood smudge windows,
Bundles of cotton bandages lay in a heap,
Modern computer displays throbbing heart; blood pressure..etc.,
Walkie-talkie antennas sway in animation,
Plastic face masks are strapped for medical inspection,
Power horns blare incessantly,
The speedometer barks escalating speeds,
Acknowledging bystanders shift away,
Portable refrigerator carries patient food,
Consisting of capsule; injection; pacifying ointment; and mineral
water,
Patient groans inundate plush interiors,
Wounded and stabbed at umpteenth places,
Dislocated bones and fight for breath,
Head lying in gory pools of blood,
With nostalgic memories of close kin,
And an overwhelming desire to survive like never before,
As the 10 seater ambulance urgently surges forward through
crowded roads of the city.
22. KING CACTUS

Parrot green buds of thorn,
Camouflaged in multiple coats of sand,
Having entangled roots in a sheath of loose soil,
Sighted in abundance on colossal plains of parched land,
Required crystal water in paltry amounts,
Thriving in blazing rays of the fiery Sun ball,
Swaying mildly in the rustic dry breeze,
Resistant to termite and large insects,
A specimen of sharp and flexible tentacles,
Spreading its parasitic reach to milligram amounts of starved
sand,
Giving birth to flowers after short spells of rain,
Oozing bitter springs of milk when sliced with knife,
Accustomed to soaring heights of mercury all throughout
centuries of the calendar year,
Baked to brittle proportions in oceans of acid light,
a relishing meal for hunch backed camel wandering at leisurely
speed,
It has hidden cavities of water in raw pulp shells,
Also the tenacity to wound its prey with a labyrinth of
acrimonious sprouts,
A perfect antonym to lush green grass,
Inhabiting umpteenth spots of infertile land,
The King Cactus stands tall and solitary in steaming sand of the
Sahara Desert.
23. HANDKERCHIEF
I wound it tightly into oblong ball of soft cushion,
Tossed it high in pools of humid air to play with it.
I tied it on forked branch of the conical tree,
Prayed for unsurpassable wishes to come true.
I pressed it firmly to stop the oozing of blood,
Reinforced it with several of its kind after witnessing its power.
I curled it completely engulfing my slender wrist,
Got ready to face my opponent in the boxing ring.
I painted it dark with streaks of striped violet,

Hung it on the wall adding shades of versatility to the dull
ambience of the room.
I used to wipe gallons of sweat dripping down my neck,
Drenched it with ice water generating waves of frozen
excitement.
I threw it in a pond of water; coating it with lots of glue,
Withdrew if after few minutes with a cluster of small fish
sticking firmly.
I draped it round my neck in biting winds of winter,
Marched pompously through the streets in cozy comforts of my
inexpensive scarf.
I soaked it in a concoction of cologne and strong scent,
Revitalized dead nerve cells by its magical caress.
I blew my nose with rapid spurts of energy,
Didnt care a damn as long as I had the company of my large red
handkerchief.
24. HOUSE BOAT
The straw brimmed hat bobbed on the surface of the sea,
Sleek motorboats churned through white froth of water,
Pearly white shark glided harmlessly beneath a plethora of
marine shrub,
The sun blazed violently from behind dirty grey cloud covers,
Strong pouches of wind caused the waves to rise sky high,
Thereby toppling the hat into deep territories of the emerald
green ocean.
High powered torch beams cut tranquil stillness of the night,
The huge mast danced tantalizingly in the breeze,
Large walls of timber were coated with wax paint,
Conical rooms were fitted with paraffin lamp,
There were a battalion of mice on the kitchen floor,
Pungent aroma of maize whisky floated in the air,
A pandemonium of voices rose in chorused unison,
Crackling fires burnt on the broad steel deck,

Menacing octopus roasted on barbecue grills,
Blasting tunes diffused from the programmed loudspeaker,
Gentle silver light of the moon engulfed their bodies,
Big drops of the salt and mineral struck them in frenzy,
The gypsies were having the time of their lives,
With several hours left before the next brilliant dawn,
And a host of sea flood bubbling in red hot steam of the oven,
As the two storied house boat gathered spurts of speed,
Galloping towards realms of the distantly stretched black
horizon.
25. IF THE WORLD WERE UPSIDE DOWN
If gigantic silhouette of the peepal tree was rotated upside
down,
Countless fibers of moistened roots would shiver in the wind,
Leafy branches of lush green foliage would be buried deep
beneath the ground,
With a host of animals living in proximity with the earth.
If the dexterously sculptured flower vase was kept upside down,
Soiled extracts of plant water would leak out in ecstatic frenzy.
If conical tapered blocks of the mountain were inverted upside
down,
The slender nose tip would refrain to bear the onerous load of
the Herculean hillock,
And the formidable structure would collapse like a soft pack of
playing cards.
If the glass facaded bungalow was revolved upside down; heaps
of furniture would tumble down with a sigh; water oozing from
infinite cavities of the shower would try and kiss the sky.
If princely cars traverse through rough carpets of road upside
down; occupants would solely relinquish ideas of inhabiting
them,
Chrome topped assembly of roof would screech in high pitched
tunes of discordance.
If the colossal brick structure of the clock tower was placed

upside down,
There would be inevitable confusions of time,
With people having to perspire all night and sleep with a
perpetual bliss all sunlit day.
If humans trespassed upside down on the surface of obdurate
ground,
They would be I intimate contacts with slithering snake and ant,
Growing bald every minute with glistening scalps,
With their legs oblivious to the art of walking,
Baking like unconsummated cakes in harsh rays of the Sun.
26. THE HYPOCHONDRIAC
He felt as if the solid roof of his house would abruptly collapse,
Burying him beneath a conglomerate of cement and bare brick.
He felt as if someone was following him in the darkened
ambience of the night,
Would stab him with unrelenting strokes of switchblade knife.
He felt as if he would drown in shallow waters of the pool,
If he ever ventured to take a plunge and swim.
He felt as if there were wailing monsters descending from the
sky,
Ready to rip apart precious chunks from his anatomy.
He felt as if the food he ate had traces of lethal venom,
Vomited his bowels clean prior to gulping even a morsel of food.
He felt as if the glass would shatter into infinite splinters,
The moment he caressed it with silken smooth fingers.
He felt he was brutally contaminated and impious,
The instant he touched the silver door knob obscured by minute
linings of dust powder.
He felt as if human blood would trickle instead of mineral water,
If he stood under the protuberant nozzles of the bathroom
shower.
He felt as if brittle tip of the pen would break,

Gallons of ink flow rampantly; the second he flexed his fingers to
scribble.
He felt as if the liquid he consumed would strangulate his throat
vein,
Suffocating intricate pipes leading to his brain.
He felt as if the soil would sink him in its colossal lap,
If he dared stepping on barren pinches of clay mud.
He felt as if a cluster of scorpion would pop out from his mouth,
The instant he hoisted his jaw to speak.
He felt sick; encompassed with intimidating bouts of fever; when
his body felt a trifle warm after basking in sunlit rays.
He knew he was dying a ghastly death every unleashing minute
of life,
Confronted with ludicrous ridicule from the society,
There were several of his kind spending their entire lives in
cloistered rebuke,
With every filtering beam of dawn looming large as shivering
night,
Cmon friends lets do the best we possibly can to help the
hypochondriac.
27. NOODLES
When I caressed barren regions of my flesh with furry noodles of
wool,
Nimble hair stuck to skin stood up in animation; as I broke into
volleys of irresistible laughter.
As I kneaded long noodles of raw paper pulp;
There was a conglomerate of reddish white wax formed; and a
heavenly fragrance of garnished paper tickled moistened hair in
my nostril.
When I gulped compact noodles of gelatin capsule,
The magical powder spread parasitically through infinite veins,
Rendering me with bleak rays of hope; as I relinquished

gruesome pain.
When I swung vociferously on noodles of thickly knotted thread,
Poignant missiles of air colliding with my body through the
interstitched holes,
There were languid feelings enveloping bountiful layers of my
persona,
Prompting me to shut my eyes tightly and sleep.
As I smeared supple regions of my skin with unsymmetrical
noodles of virgin clay,
Washed my body in the holy waters of the Ganges,
The natural antiseptic displayed spectacular ramifications;
transforming morbid exteriors of my demeanor into a brilliant
sparkling white.
When I consumed spongy noodles blended with bulky extracts of
spice,
Drank gallons of golden beer causing them to drown,
I fell down with indispensable thuds on the king poster bed;
envisaging tall mountains with silver peaks; in my everlasting
slumber.
When I felt agonizing noodles of her precious tears dribble down
my neck,
I wiped them thoroughly with my tender lips,
Obliterated her from blasphemous sectors of the world,
Reinforcing her eyes with the passionate tenacity of my love.
28. IVE FALLEN IN LOVE WITH YOU ICE-CREAM
I loved the astounding ounces of reinvigoration that you
perpetuated wherever you went; even as the globe grew stale in
disdainful robotic work,
I loved the way you tantalized every mortal around you- as every
globule from your body sensuously dissipated into barren
patches of mud,
I loved the way you were served in the most glitteringly
embellished platter- so that every meal finished with an
uninhibitedly contented smile,
I loved the way you caressed me with your unflinching softnessmaking me feel like I was galloping through fields of spellbindingly electrifying Sunshine,
I loved the way you euphorically charmed humans of every
religion; caste; creed; tribe and color- with the effervescence
that wafted from your diminutive form,
I loved the way you announced your delectably curvaceous and
colourful presence- as hordes of people left what was thwarting
them- and rushed to devour mouthfuls
of your ecstatic grace,
I loved the way you evoked so much reaction without uttering a
word- as almost everyone had something to appreciate about
you- be it your color, form, odor, freshness, poignancy or
unparalleled taste,
I loved the way you brought about that quintessential zeal in all
those lives; miserably lamenting without reason or rhymepepped up the ambience with sparks of revitalizing newness,
I loved the way you quelled volcanic body heat like a magicians
wand- even as man-made discrepancies permeated the
atmosphere around with poisonous smoke
and fumes,
I loved the way you ignited those whirlpools of uncanny
excitement around you- becoming a chilled centerpiece of
exhilaration on that extremely warm summer afternoon,
I loved the way you innocently nestled in the palm- so soft; so
tender; so immaculately princely- drawing hordes of cheers as
one sighted even an inconspicuous trifle of you,
I loved the compassionately triumphant warmth that you
generated in everyone who consumed you- being frozen yourself;
without any respite and to the core,
I loved the way you united haplessly estranged lovers into bonds
of endearing friendship- as they resolved all disputes; buried
past differenceswhilst clasping you with one hand each,
I loved the way you disseminated the message of universal

brotherhood- with people from all parts of the globe;
unhesitatingly ready to mingle in groups to have a slice of your
dazzling ice,
I loved the way you were used to celebrate occasions
solemnizing love when marriage was proposed with a ring in
one hand and the other offering your silken grace of impeccable
unity,
I loved the way you held your own inimitable identity- even when
blended with myriad concoctions; cakes; eateries; syrups and
what nots- with mortals distinguishing you instantly from the
assortment; as you astoundingly chilled,
I loved the way you effortlessly glided your way to your
destination- when sadly and rarely there werent any takersmelting into absolute submission under golden rays of the midday Sun,
I loved the way you retained your rudimentary essence for all
humans to savor- remaining the most kingly eating constituent of
their meals- even as the space-cyber age hurled one ingenious
innovation over another,
O! Yes, Ive definitely fallen in love with you- my scrumptiously
enchanting and unabashed Ice-Cream
29. MY DARLING UNFETTERED UMBRELLA
It made spell bindingly intriguing shapes in construction sand;
as I thrust its tip with the most nonchalantly uninhibited ease
and without giving a damn,
It brought about unabashed laughter when tickled with in the
ribs; proving an astoundingly great and cost-free playmate to
relish life,
It helped me draw wondrously enamoring designs in loosened
clay; as I swished its tip with perseveringly passionate tenacity
to reach my imaginative direction,
It pummeled incongruously delectable holes in the wall; when

sagaciously used to reach the other side of the room; when every
other alternative had failed,
It proved a quintessential humane tool for self-defense; as
merely raising its awkwardly gaunt persona towards an
impersonator; made him retract right back to the entrance gate,
It made an excellently formidable walking stick; with a resolute
grip on stony ground and compassionately fondling the palms
with its bountifully semi-circular end,
It acted as an enchantingly philanthropic pulley in times of
duress; when I offered its tapered tip to people stuck in the
flood; that helped me hoist them to safe places of comfort,
It made one of my most flexibly rejoicing bats; as I used its
neatly serrated body to bludgeon the ball flying towards me; to
high and handsome outside the rickety fence,
It appeared as a wand of practicality in my hands; starkly
proclaiming that Id like to mind my own business and expect the
same from others; wherever I went,
It made me feel at my youthfully effervescent best; as I tapped it
on cold floor- to the passionately unhindered tunes of the
loudspeaker on the bustling street,
It acted as a rhapsodically make-shift broomstick at times;
clearing unsolicited garbage that spontaneously appeared in the
way; swishing left and right with all its might on sordid road,
It acted as a magnanimously enthralling storage pouch; as I kept
all sorts of meaningful tid-bits and coins in its inner recesses;
emptying the same wholesomely only after reaching the safe
environs of home,
It served as a mesmerizing respite against mosquito bite; as one
used its somberly protruding tip to scratch; alleviate the pang of
rash after the obnoxious sting,
It proved an impeccably honest shoulder to lean upon; share;

cuddle; caress and clasp- without expecting the tiniest from me
in return; as the world outside suddenly turned deaf to what I
said,
It gave me a feeling that I was holding an unparalleled winners
trophy at times; as I nimbly tread my way to the train holding it
invincibly against my chest,
It gave me a feeling of sparkling newness as I trawled my fingers
through its scintillatingly shiny spokes; which jutted out in
synchronized tandem to define its ebullient outlines,
It was so compassionately adjustable; as it shrunk to almost a
quarter of its size when I closed it; at times even to less than my
little thumb to accommodate like a toy in my pocket,
It snugly hung in almost every corner and wall nail when the
time came to retire for the day; reminding me of the optimistic
fervor that I needed to start a freshly flamboyant dawn,
But I liked it the most when my unfettered Umbrella opened full
bloom at the punch of a button; unfurling the colors of joy of my
impoverished existence; and sequestering me from the
acrimonious afternoon heat just like a new born child.
30. SCHOOL BAG
They uninhibitedly abused me in their own innocently gathered
slangs; terming me an unnecessarily bulky mountain of
nothingness,
They scorned at me like I was a piece of rotten charcoal;
nonchalantly dismissing me away from their rhapsodic activities
for the day,
They told me I was good for nothing but presumptuously
preaching them; when they wanted to frolic and play in their
mortal capacities,
They admonished me for being a laggard; sauntering at a pace

slower than dead stone; at times even seeming like a gargantuan
unmovable boulder to their delicate palms,
They indignantly kicked me out of the way; as I appeared a
jocular misfit amidst their row, shelf, floor and tub of surreal
dolls and majestic toys,
They had the time of the life trying to snap me in entirety from
my seams; stealthily poking me with that mischievous scissor
using all their might; before mummy had a chance to stringently
intervene,
They disdainfully stood over me using me as a perfect bridge; to
form a perfect circle with their joyously unfettered hands; hands
intertwined in innocuous hands,
They rebelliously dumped stale leftovers of their food; socks;
chewing gum; clay; into my forlorn interiors- just to teach me a
lesson for burdening their shoulders; on which they wanted to
carry their favorite chocolate,
They mockingly used me with gay abandon to scratch wherever
they wanted; which gave them that quintessential wave of relief
as well as saved their tiny hands
the bother,
They impudently held me in their nimble hands criss-crossed in
absence of their plastic swords; and flung me with great fervor
to see who won in their game of the musketeers,
They taunted me in the most sardonic of their tones for seeming
like a piece of junk; whose resting place was infact the
dumpyard instead of the delectably cozy realms of their
compassionate abode,
They advised me like an adult to find a worthwhile job and be
constructively engaged; rather than whiling away my time
nagging their inimitably fragrant childhood,
They considered me as the most abominable outsider; shutting

me tight into their cupboards as they discussed their secrets and
intrepid plans to be consolidated into action soon,
They had me shred into smithereens of insipidness at the tiniest
of opportunity; hurling me to the hungry vultures in their
backyards to disintegrate and devour,
They vowed not to talk to those who gave me as a Happy
Birthday present to them; as theyd rather go without a gift- than
involve themselves into the practicality of life with me by their
side,
They slapped me most impeccably as only they could do; venting
their entire fury on me as a mute spectator; whenever
reprimanded by their parents for not doing home-work,
They used me as a perfect punching bag; boxing into my
countenance with their uninhibitedly raw palms- emulating their
favorite Boxing stars preparing for the big Wrestling day,
Yet. And ironically Yet. The same kids tossed me gleefully the
next morning upon their pristine shoulders; marched with
unfettered abandon towards their school- hugging me like I was
a prince,
No. Incase you assumed that I was something of a royal charmer,
let me assure you I wasnt any of that. But I was what you
mortals mightve addressed as school bag as you grew up by the
grace of the Almighty Lord.
31. CUTE CREASES .
They were marvelously royal undulations that broke the
tyrannical monotony of commercialized success with
magnanimous ease ,
They poignantly depicted those unbelievably ecstatic moments
which when blended with rhapsodic fantasy constituted the
newly wed couples tryst with unparalleled delight,
They were a subject of awe-inspiring intrigue leading to
various perceptions as to how they mustve occurred as people

perched at the edge of the king poster bed,
They effortlessly led the human panache into the recesses of
uncannily plush imagination into a land where impeccable
pearls cascaded unabashedly on layers of seductive existence,
They were majestic figments of impromptu artistry evolving on
their own as sensuous silhouettes twisted and turned in a
natural desire to rest in their journey on earth,
They held their very own inimitable identity protruding like
dainty non-living prince and princesses amidst the gargantuan
expanse of the silken sheet,
They uninhibitedly portrayed that there was romantic
existence beyond ruthless realms of tawdrily barbarous office
which was an indispensable constituent to be enjoyed ,
They appeared brilliantly charismatic and replenished with
charmed fables of the yesteryear as the Suns blistering rays
caressed them in the thick of the afternoon,
They mightve been inconspicuously withering in size but
swelled up into a formidably united cluster of togetherness
when beaten or ironed or rattled or mauled,
They were a true artists delight his quintessential source of
inspiration as he danced his flamboyant paintbrush upon the
barren canvas nudging and tickling them with his thumb and
little finger,
They were a lovers flight of triumphant fantasy as he sprinkled
petals of profoundly scarlet rose beside them to form an
enamoring oasis that lit up the serene night,
They mollified even the tiniest ounces of apprehension with their
phlegmatic twirls ; curls ; swirls and furls dancing in
unfettered abandon as the exuberant breeze slapped on their
dead periphery,
They personified the true spirit of unmatched independence a
classical example of an untidiness which appeared a darling

amidst a monstrous rat-race to survive,
They were the philanthropic road taken tantalizing the
goodness of a person to come forth to come good after a
rejuvenating nights sleep ; rolling against them,
They formed so tranquilly without an ounce of extra effort or
agonizing manual pain unlike their counterpart concrete tiled
peaks which took assiduous expertise and skill of masons;
working on the sloping roof of the house,
They followed no particular religion as they were an artificially
dead mass though people bonded majestically into the religion
of invincible humanity rolling and spontaneously whistling - on
them ,
They added that indispensably vivid splice to the photographs
snapped blissfully blended in the Kingly backdrop of the wall;
curtain; window and pillow,
They looked exuberantly endearing with butterflies and birds
nestled on them ; perceiving their minuscule peaks as hillocks to
have a ravishing feast upon ,
Thus - it is my humble plea to you benevolent people that
please dont straighten these immaculately princely Creases
that lay perched so non-invasively on your fabulously unmade
bedsheets .
32. CHALK STICK .
Hapless and diminutive yet it invincibly thrilled you as it
landed astounding close to your silhouette reminding you of
those uninhibited school days when the teacher had whirled it at
you for crassly unfinished homework ,
Bland and Corrugated yet it was the most indispensable
ingredient in a teachers armory of various paraphernalia even
in todays age of super computers as she commenced her
lecture buoyantly dashing it across the Black board ,
Insipid and boring yet it empowered you to express yourself in

writing wherever you wanted be it the rustically threadbare
and rotting rock or the nondescript office wall that wasted away
amidst sonorous silence,
Lackluster and nonliving yet it made you frolic around like a
freshly born infant as you smashed it in its entirety to build the
measly toy castle on your table just before the corporate
honchos were about to enter to start the commercially livid day ,
Plain and nonchalant yet an optimistic backbone of your
mortally nothing existence as you used it to gleefully scribble
at atleast some point of time in your life in the disdainful
absence of your conventionally stereotypical pen,
Asymmetrical and stub yet inspiring you to indulge your
artistic talent with aplomb as you unabashedly sketched
virtually any intriguing shape from imagination on the floor with
it eventually resulting into a masterpiece collage of
tantalizingly brilliant
creativity,
Deplorable and dusty yet marvelously easing you out from
various financial crisis in life with child like ease as you rolled
it majestically with your fingers and merrily devoured your
nocturnal meal ,
Short and stingy yet stimulating you to fantasize about the
extraordinarily blessed goodness of existence and its myriad
hues as you thrust bulk of your weight upon it via your chin
and it snapped instantaneously into bits of oblivion,
Orphaned and Desolate yet it proved to be an unassailably
charmed savior as you lost your trail in the meandering forest
and marked your inimitable identity with it for the rescue team
to reach you as soon as possible ,
Unkempt and frail yet it rekindled the speed of the in-built
laptop mouse to lightening fast as you rubbed a fraction of it
upon the same and then traversed the wondrously smoothened
periphery ,
Sloppy and unimaginative yet it granted instant authority to
your otherwise sweat mopped palms as you grasped it tight

and scurried across the table to highlight the key point of the
presentation with its dangling end,
Unsubstantiated and penniless yet it seemed to be the most
perfect present that you couldve ever gifted to your old college
professor as he fondly reminisced those glorious teaching
moments of his life scribbling articulately and rapidly with it on
the curriculum board ,
Harried and Unrewarded yet it gorgeously helped you pen an
entire book of your variedly benevolent thoughts ; spontaneously
on the park bench with an ecstatically replenishing backdrop
of trees and grass as your fecund friends,
Unpretentious and Raw yet it proved to be the most eclectic
drumstick when you drove out with your friends and they
exuberantly tapped it to produce sound rejoicing in the aisles
of desire as the night beckoned you into the freshness of a
golden new sublime dawn,
Measly and voiceless yet it meant unconquerably cherished to
you as the referee drew the start and finishing lines with it and
you galloped forward in the race to triumph unfettered go past
the white mark which looked its admirable best ,
Unacknowledged and discarded yet it permeated that
quintessential thought of hope ; peace ; betterment and
humanity with its pristinely innocuous white a much needed
respite as the electricity abandoned you in the middle of the
arid night ,
Feckless and solitary yet it irrefutably triggered you to help
humanity in the best of your natural capacity just as it reduced
to nothing without any regret after being used by the society
for its various indispensably good deeds and needs ,
Ordinary and Artificial yet it held its own unduplicated identity
in this fantabulous age of digital enhancement ; when full
fledged enterprises thrived on the internet and it lay
unmatched alongside the most modern of contraptions ; on the
writing desk ,
Please welcome this uncelebrated hero of our age the chalk

stick .
33. WATERMELON .
A delightfully rounded ball of wondrous green exterior ; that
rolled with unparalleled fervor upon any frictionless surface ;
with the tiniest of thrust ,
A shell so spectacularly enamoring and impeccable ; that it left
even the most charmed of maidens to envy with its smooth
periphery and robustly exuberant texture ,
Fecund brown seeds adorning it unabashedly in the inside ;
disseminating fresh hope for existence if they were planted in
unassailably bountiful earth ,
Royally salubrious aroma drifting from its succulent demeanor ;
mesmerizing people of all religions, caste, creed and color with
the profound charm of a fulfilled existence - which thrilled in
myriad proportions ,
Sporadically , a rejuvenating substitute for a nonchalantly
mundane pillow ; as you cuddled it up close to your ears ;
wrapping it with jagged pieces of cloth asymmetrically strewn
around ; as if for transient support ,
A beautifully convivial ball of smoothness ; magnificently
illustrated as kids kissed it and nudged it with their chin - then
ran around with a squeal of bewilderment as it reached the other
corner of the house ; rollicking on the floor within lightening
seconds of time ,
A marvelously tantalizing delicacy served to befit a crowned
prince - mollifying you with motley fantasies of good grace as
you snuggled in the royal armchair without the tiniest of
apprehension on the glorious roof top terrace ,
Profoundly ecstatic sponge of majestic red embodied within ;
incredibly enthralling and bringing about a cheer to the wisps of
lackadaisical disenchantment , in the impoverished existence of
a human being ,
A fantabulously satisfying meal at occasions for the penniless

pocket ; in the absence of that quintessential platter blended
with myriad spices and some of the most charismatic delicacies
of the seasonal celebration ,
A fabulously intriguing topic of intelligent discussion - as elders
of the family expounded upon its plethora of amazing health
benefits - for the younger generation to assimilate and
incorporate at various stages of their life ,
Resembled a big zero ; but harmoniously providing the fabric of
humanity a wondrous opportunity to relish one of the most
sumptuously delicious and gorgeously sweet ; fruit on this
earth ,
The most perfectly robust fruit on mortal earth to be squelched
into liquid form ; thereby rendering the opulently carved glass
with the finesse of ebulliently scarlet juice ,
One of the heaviest things to exasperatingly carry under the
dynamically triumphant afternoon Sun - but an adorable darling
to the taste - as a person absolved even the tiniest trace of his
apprehension after consuming its natural richness ,
An earnest favorite in the appetizingly varied menu list of the
most stellar restaurants and found scribbled with bohemian
chalk on the wall of the neighborhood highway cafeteria - with
individuals cutting across barriers of caste and color ; whilst
savoring its ravishingly enchanting flavor ,
A proud inhabitant found with predominant contingency in the
deeper recesses of the refrigerator ; peacefully nestled amongst
an array of other vegetable ; salad ; cream ; sauce ; pizza and
chocolate - but enjoying its its own inimitably imposing presence
and preference as the hands affably reached out for it first ; after
the successful completion of a meal ,
Written about with aplomb ; in poetry and prose by bestseller
authors and those in their nascent stages of penning something
substantial ; praising its astoundingly simpleton demeanor ;
which empowers the living race towards unbiased friendship ,
A privilege for talented artists to incorporate within their

paintings of the unfettered forest , depicting the trajectory of the
earth on barren canvas - in its multitudes of hues and color ;
with one of the largest of princely fruits occupying heroic center
stage ,
One of the most adulated fruits at the vendor's imperiously
embellished establishment ,
Was the relished watermelon .
34. SIMPLISTIC QUILT
Amidst the freezing chill that descended impromptu upon the
planet ; as human being stacked himself with woolens of myriad
shapes and proportions and yet groaned in indecipherable
disdain ,
amidst the pathetically abysmal solitariness of the night ; where
unabashed wolves majestically philandered and danced ; before
vindictively hunting for the meat of their nocturnal prowl ,
amidst the cacophonic sound of motorized traffic which was
interspersed with pugnacious smoke ; meaningless horn ;
impetuous youngsters hurling abuse as they overtook innocuous
pedestrians - lambasting the spirit of their freshly acquired
adulthood ,
amidst the unruly heaps of garbage piled rampantly on the
streets ; carried intermittently by the storm to a multitude of
corners of the society ; culminating into obnoxiously rotten
frigidity ,
amidst the savagely acrimonious and commercial establishment
of offices - where plethora of cash transactions were executed ;
without due respect to the integrity of an earnest human and his
ideals of philanthropic goodness ,
amidst the ruthlessly indiscriminate felling of enamoring trees which builders undertook surreptitiously after dusk had fallen ;
to articulately evade public fury and yet construct their fancifully
towering edifices - of nonchalantly dead mortar and concrete ,

amidst the scuffles and squabbles that sporadically plagued
living beings - as they deliberately found fault with each other ;
even as marvelous romance could easily have been the flavor to
uninhibitedly cherish and relish ,
amidst the abominably hostile firing of missiles and declaration
of terrorizing war - which nations on different sides of the border
indulged into - in a worthless display of feckless might and
power - instead of rejoicing in the religion of humanity ,
amidst the treacherously salacious rat race to achieve
unchallengeable success - trespassing and massacring the
closest of blood relations including parents - incase their set of
benevolent ideals impeded the path even an insouciant trifle,
amidst deplorably parasitic political practices ; where it didn't
matter the slightest as to which party came to power - since
none of them responded to the voice of the impoverished citizen
- the same common man who'd triumphantly elected them ,
amidst the dreadfully hideous paucity of quintessential amenities
like food grain and fruit ; which had ridiculously manifested due
to inflation and dastardly corruption - even as the soil yielded its
absolute best ,
amidst the lugubriously stretched spurious parties that flowed
with venomous cigarette smoke and sinful liquor - with the
corporate pedigree of the society flaunting the most expensive
showrooms of different designer revelry - whilst the orphan ,
maimed , wounded and famished slavered without a roof on their
scalp ,
amidst the today's teacher who unnecessarily loaded the
talented child with ominously large assignments - in frivolous
attempt to improve the reputation of the best academically
oriented school in town ,
amidst the fiercely savage growl of the panther which had
escaped the forest since that had more human than animals - in
its quest for finding a new symbiotic habitat ; gloriously
unfettered ,
amidst the preposterously fetid gutter that had developed cracks
in the trajectory of its pipe - from which crawled out ants and
worms of every conceivable and incongruous shape ; to irascibly
creep into the beautiful serenity of the magnificently
embellished dwelling ,
amidst the ludicrously artificial formality that members of
different households followed at occasions - sonorously holding
hands like the most cultured entities of this planet seated beside
each other - but actually wanting to slap in their envious
animosity ; soon after ,
amidst the tempestuously scorching lava that rolled down at
lightening speeds from the volcanic mountain - having the
tenacious potential of charring near and surrounding vicinity to
sheer and dismal nothingness ,
amidst the parched land of the wholesomely evaporated lake
that had become so ; as officials had extricated it completely to
erect the most spectacularly royal complex ; fostering all
fraternities of contemporary sport ,
If I found solace and peace inside a mesmerizing object ; then it
was my delightfully cozy and simplistic quilt .
35. EARNEST HANGER
Lifeless chunks of grey metal adroitly sculptured to form a
delectably curved hook at the absolute end ; that imperiously
dominated the fabric of emptiness ,
altruistically hosting the cumbersome weight of clothes of
myriad shapes ; proportions ; textures ; and exhilarating
embroidery - with mesmerizing aplomb and without the tiniest of
respite ,
a lucky mascot for some humans as they meticulously carried it
on plethora of their overseas trips and fantabulous expeditions ;
neatly tucked in their snobbishly corporate travel cases - where
it majestically crafted the outlines of their designer suits and

somber trouser,
a harmlessly joyous toy for children of different caste ; creed ;
color and tribe - as they exuberantly hoisted and galloped with
it - feeling compassionate and safe with it tightly clenched in
their dexterously nimble palms ,
nestled silent and demure in some dilapidated corner of the
cupboard ; wholesomely neglected - and then all of a sudden
escalating as the most cherished celebrity - when the owner was
in a hurricane of a rush to beautifully stack his clothes away and
retire for the day ,
enabling that wondrously replenishing contentment to a lavish
wardrobe ; which would be terribly incomplete without it ; as it
had its own inimitable silhouette amidst a motley array of cloth ;
drawers ; shelves ; handles ; paper ; paint and mosquito ,
serving as the most precocious substitute for a missing stick
when its master most needed it - to tackle the notorious thieves
that had barged in impromptu into the silken interiors of the
house ; brutally distorting and shattering the safety grill ,
the unparalleled darling of shopping malls of incredulous
varieties and proportions - where it rather pompously protruded
in its full and unabashed glory from the rustic wall of the trial
changing room ,
gregarious in disposition as it virtually and veritably adapted
garment of any texture with all their fancifully embodied
accessories - wonderfully acclimatizing to the weather prevailing
upon any continent of planet earth ,
not exactly an artists or poet's marvel to gorgeously fantasize
about and tantalizingly crave for - but yet a quintessential item
of utility for goodness - fabulously pampering a human's most
intricately exquisite clothes ,
an astounding exemplification of unfettered camaraderie
between humans of different religions and richness - as it never
discriminated even an insouciant trifle whilst accomodating the
mesmerizing robes of the princes and queens - or the

disdainfully fetid rags of the beggar on the street ; in miserably
threadbare shambles and deplorably tattered ,
magnificently substituting as the most handsomely delectable
pulley to extricate new born babies ; who had accidentally
tumbled into the bottom of the listless pit originally meant to
store salubrious food grain for the impoverished family ,
an unbelievably stupendous geometrical combination of a
rectangle and a triangle juxtaposed harmoniously together - the
ramification of which ; led to an object of amazingly ravishing
utility and convivial charisma ,
a beautifully philanthropic marvel who selflessly served persons
of various ages and professions without expecting any kudos - at
occasions even lambasted for nothing - as man wretchedly
vented his frustration upon its fearless demeanor ,
triumphantly majestic and romantically contemporary - as it
inhabited the most pristine environs of the garlanded castle and was also ironically the most orphaned chunk of steel on the
solitary rods of the versatile marketplace ,
a daintily privileged accompaniment that arrived alongwith the
marvelously voluptuous dresses that true lovers gave each
other ; and then skillfully assisted them to assemble their variety
of aristocratic paraphernalia ,
stunningly used to stir spectacular assortments of various foods
in the bohemian pan ; resulting in rhapsodic victory of
scrumptiously enriching meal prepared and unadulterated fun ,
used by people to strengthen their arms ; as they stretched its
differently sculptured top and bottom ends in as far opposite
directions as feasible in their mortal capacity ; and then felt their
muscles fantastically reinvigorated ,
was the earnest hanger .
36. TRIUMPHANT TUMBLER
truly adored its innocuous silhouette as it beautifully floated in

near vicinity in the majestically cemented tub ; without the
tiniest of apprehension or disdainful malice ,
was fantastically touched by its magnanimous and efficacious
cost free service ; as it befriended people of all religion ; caste ;
creed ; tribe with altruistically unparalleled aplomb ,
admired its inimitably uncelebrated identity amidst a plethora of
myriad contraptions ; gaudy towel ; aristocratically embroidered
cloth ; ravishing shampoo ; fanciful broom; opulent jewelry
strewn haphazardly around - as it overtook them in terms of its
quintessential and astounding utility ,
praised its rustically simpleton yet unbelievably tenacious
demeanor ; as it fearlessly served its master to cleanse the most
sordidly fetid pores of his body - irrespective of the abominably
dirty gutter pipe that deposited its decayed garbage just
alongside ,
tried my earnest best to grandiloquently beautify its ingredients
of simplicity and impeccable charisma via poetry ; so that it
relished its handsomely cherished position at the world
centerstage and adulatory celebrityhood ,
veritably enamored ; when the ecstatically versatile artist filled
it with gargantuan proportions of paint and triumphant color and then dipped paintbrush into its wonderfully replenishing
interiors - to glorify the barrenness of the canvas with the colors
of unfettered optimism,
honored - as its mere presence was a compassionately
comforting factor amidst the bizarre solitariness of the forlorn
walls ; with not a person around in vicinity as the night
exuberantly galloped towards early dawn ,
saluted its altruistically victorious streak - wherein it so
gorgeously nourished the recipient using it ; and irrefutably
ensured a profoundly fresh start to withstand the devastatingly
torrid rat race for survival ,
joyfully caressed its fabulously roughened exteriors which
delectably lead the way to a protuberant handle - that I took the

liberty of efficaciously placing upon the artistically extruding nail
from the door ,
positively deliberated upon its superbly reinvigorating benefits ;
silencing critics who wanted it dismissed from the abode
instantaneously ; on the spurious pretext of it dirtying the
otherwise lavishly contemporary and royal ambiance ,
unabashedly attracted towards its immaculately white and
pearly complexion ; which triggered me to rush from my seat
and uninhibitedly embrace its philanthropic form ; accept it in
the wonderful fabric of camaraderie ; as my friend ,
used it as a robustly firm support to stand up to my full and
humble height ; after I had collapsed in a dismally disheveled
heap ; accidentally treading upon the stealthily orphaned banana
skin strewn on the floor ,
acquired it from the pallidly stagnating marketshelf and then
pampered and scrubbed it with sensuously soft sponge ; before
it pompously adorned the tantalizingly dainty ledge beside the
lavatory seat ,
put my fists deep into its unpretentiously cozy recesses amidst
the frozen chill that had descended around ; impromptu - that
gave me solace and meaningful substance to fantasize; dance ;
gallop and philosophize for goodness ,
informally stored paraphernalia of various sizes and proportions
in its robustly glorious hollowness ; where they were safe and
handsomely protected from the acrimoniously venomous
pollution that vehicles were responsible for ; outside ,
consumed my juice ; milk ; lunch and dinner in it - when
pugnaciously terrorizing war lambasted the fabric of truthfully
inspired existence and the savage missiles fired didnt provide
an opportunity for mesmerizing family meal ,
savored its incredulous use when the man on the street
spontaneously penned his myriad of righteous thoughts upon its
jaggedly princely periphery ; in absence of that sheet of paper
that was obviously thrown into wilderness ,

but I fell in love with the Tumbler when I dipped into the pail filled it with water and then let the jubilantly exhilarating and
mortal elixir cascade down my impoverished and unkempt form making me wholesomely oblivious to the delinquently stabbing
loneliness ; around .
37. SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR BLESSEDLY BEST
If there was just one word on this entire planet to describe his
eyes; then it was none other than humanitarianly HONEST ,
nose; then it was none other than holistically HUMBLE ,
If there was just one on this entire planet to describe his hands;
then it was none other than astoundingly ARTISTIC ,
cheeks; then it was none other than wonderfully WEATHERED
,
energy; then it was none other than unimaginably
UNCEASING ,
eyebrows; then it was none other than celestially
CONCENTRATING ,
speech; then it was none other than supremely SIMPLISTIC ,
zeal; then it was none other than uncontrollably UNTAMED ,
lips; then it was none other than convivially CHARISMATIC ,
brain; then it was none other than fathomlessly FANTASIZING
shoulders; then it was none other than unitedly UBIQUITOUS
,
lips; then it was none other than serenely SMILING ,
vision; then if was none other than inimitably INGENIOUS ,
conviction; then it was none other than fearlessly FANTASTIC
,
ideals; then it was none other than selflessly SCINTILLATING
,
feet; then it was none other than gloriously GALLOPING ,
prowess; then it was none other than prolifically
PROLIFERATING ,
integrity; then it was none other than spotlessly SYMBIOTIC ,
If there as just one word on this entire planet to describe his will
power; then it was none other than tirelessly TWINKLING
records; then it was none other than unshakably
UNPARALLELED ,
shots; then it was none other than perpetually PRISTINE ,
technique; then it was none other than resplendently ROYAL ,
talent; then it was none other than limitlessly LUMINISCENT
,
motivation; then it was none other than inexhaustibly
INSPIRING ,
Fitness; then it was none other than vibrantly VICTORIOUS ,
fame; then it was none other than unfathomably UNLIMITED ,
milestones; then it was none other than impossibly
INCOMPREHENSIBLE ,
awards; then it was none other than beautifully BRILLIANT ,
persona; then it was none other than endlessly ECSTATIC ,
bowling; then it was none other than unexpectedly UNCANNY,
heroics; then it was none other than stupendously
SPECTACULAR ,
bat; then it was none other than amazingly AGGRESSIVE ,
sportsmanship; then it was none other than uninhibitedly
UNBLEMISHED ,
And if there was just one word on this entire planet to describe
his cricketing class; then it was none other than blessedly BEST .
38. THE 3 MAGICAL ALPHABETS DNA - ( WEBSITE OF
THIS NEWSPAPER DNAINDIA.COM ) .
They were 3 ALPHABETS which wove a web of intrigue, even in
the most
monotonously arid of atmosphere,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which held their own inimitable
identity; amongst an infinite others which simply made no rhyme
or realistic sense,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which tantalized the most ordinary of
brain; to fantasize beyond realms of the unknown,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which had the might to evolve a
complete living race from the scratch; with the blessings of the
Almighty Lord,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which traced the most infinitesimal
aspect of origin; then rose slowly and gradually to tower as the
spirit of life as existence progressed,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which constituted the backbone of
every personality alive; its intelligentia to carve a path amidst a
pack of wolves,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which rose over every caste; creed;
religion and race; depicting every souls true mirror to the world
even after itd died,
They were 3 ALPHABETS explicitly explained every ounce of
evolution with everlasting mysticism; as life painstakingly ticked
every minute to survive,
They were 3 ALPHABETS which injected color, charm,
enlightenment into every barren piece of paper; everytime one
chose them to write,
And the best part. When these 3 ALPHABETS united together

they formed the most revolutionary and enthralling newspaper
of my choice.
Showering courageous journalism from all round the globe with
every first
rays of the Sun.
This very Newspaper is now in my hands. Its known as the Daily
News
& Analysis ( dnaindia.com ) or rather shall we say the magical 3
alphabets united together to proclaim its short form as the dna .
39. EACH TIME YOU LIFT THE CRICKET WORLD CUPWERE PROUD TO BE A TRUE INDIAN
Each time you enter the field in your royal robes of blue it
makes the hair of a billion of us stand up in uncanny excitement,
high and handsome towards the sky,
Each time you wave to us from the dressing roomit makes a
billion of us feel that were the most united family ever on
surface of planet divine,
Each time you send the ball whistling past the boundary ropes
it makes the heart of a billion of us leap out of our chests- to
magically blend with you, beat for beat,
Each time you perform your beautifully invincible huddleit
makes us a billion of us feel that India is the strongest nation of
them all, wondrously breathing and alive,
Each time you take those daring catches under the blinding Sun
it makes a billion of us feel that Impossible is really a word
non-existent and in the dictionary of dead fools,
Each time you rattle the opposition stumps with mere disdainit
makes a billion of us instantly gobble the deadliest venom in our
lapslike it was life-yielding honey,
Each time you smile even under the mightiest onslaught around
youit makes a billion of us grit our teeth in determinationto
forever conquer every devil in and around us,
Each time you ease out for lunch and refreshing drinksit
makes a billion of us fervently pray for the most sweetest of your
victory- as you restarted a fresh innings,
Each time you tensely glance towards the miserably overcast
skiesit makes a billion of us exude into inexhaustible pools of
cold sweatlosing our mood for everything else,
Each time you rekindle the atmosphere with your heroic fielding
it makes a billion of us take fresh birth once again and lay all
our inexplicable sorrows to perennial rest,
Each time you collectively charge forward in a blood-curling
appealit makes a billion of us want to enter the soul of the
third umpire and rule every decision in
your favor,
Each time you break records of even the slightest of
denominationit makes a billion of us salute our revered flag, in
honor and glory of your majestically gallant prowess,
Each time you lay injured on the austere turfit makes a billion
of us inconsolably bleed in the innermost of our veinswanting
to be shoulder to each of your cries,
Each time you sportingly shake hands with the opposition even
in face of defeatit makes a billion of us feel that were not at
warbut relishing cricket at its imperious best,
Each time you run down the pitch to perseveringly earn every
invaluable runit makes a billion of us feel the scent of our
sacred motherland drift from youeven though a countless
kilometers apart,
Each time you go for the kill even as the target loomed
impossibly beyond your reachit makes a billion of us feel that
the air around us is our ultimate resuscitating paradise,
And each time you lift the Cricket World Cup for us or even
thought of doing that in your dreamsit makes a billion of us
rediscover our forgotten identities, makes us feel that were
proud to be an offspring of this great Indian soilthat were
proud to be a true Indian.
40. WHY WAS I AS A PARENT, AN ALL-TIME FAN OF
EURO-KIDS VASTRAPUR ? ( EUROKIDSINDIA.COM ) .
Not because my daughter was studying in its majestically serene
ambience,
Not because there stood a gigantic Neem tree right in its center,
enchanting every dreary nerve with unparalleled contentment,
Not because the sky above it always seemed cheerful-with
innocent children shrieks and laughter forever winning its heart,
Not because of its indisputably sparkling floor and walls-the
cleanliness that was spectacular in even the remotest of its
quarters,
Not because of the English Language which was spoken to the
highest authority-acclimatizing hearts at their youngest, with the
expression of the World,
Not because of its enormous flexibility- which uninhibitedly
heard the voice and whims of every parent and unruly toddler,
Not because it was successively adjudicated the best Branch of
its kind-from all across its centers in Asia,
Not because it brought about a whole new freshness of ideas,
concepts and curriculum, as far as modern day teaching was
concerned,
Not because it was one of Indias largest Pre-School chainsgiving concrete direction to many worried parents-who were
otherwise helter-skelter in choosing the best for their blood,
Not because it bountifully showered various intriguing gifts to

its students-painstakingly crafted by its ever-hardworking
bunch of adorable teachers,
Not because it had an amazing eye for detail-regularly
maintained an accurate performance list of all its assiduous
students,
Not because it magnificently helped your child to undergo the
painful transition from home to schoolalways with a big smile,
Not because its methodology of teaching was ingeniously
practical oriented-rather than loading the student with heavy
school-bags-and endlessly cramming from text-books,
Not because of its beautifully personalized attention-where its
tiny students never felt away from their mothers-infact started to
poeticize in their alien environment,
Not because of the wonderfully patient ear-that it timelessly
lended to even the tiniest of concerns or complaints from its
discerning community of students and parents, alike,
But I was an all-time fan of Euro-Kids, Vastrapur
( eurokidsindia.com ) because it was here, that my child found a
second home, away from her actual home-most importantly it
was here that my child found Love & Respect for her in every
teachers eyewhich was the very reason that she longed to go
to school, above all her
indoor friends and toys .
41. LIMCA BOOK OF RECORDS INDIA AND HER PEOPLE
AT THEIR VERY BEST.
Tribute Poetry on the Limca Book of Records (Indias best book
of National Records which is ranked 2nd Officially to the
Guinness Book of World Records) written in appreciation of its
awe inspiringly enthralling pages
They were pages which sparkled with the most eclectic
brilliances of life- in its countless shapes and vivacious forms,
They were pages which unconquerably rose over every

discrepancy of caste; creed; color and race- to showcase the
inexplicable and unusual genius of the united living race,
They were pages which were the most fearlessly unbiased in
contentportraying the absolute truth to the world; in all its
unbelievable glory; candour and victory galore,
They were pages which escalated reading pleasure to the most
unattainable of heightsbedazzling every ingredient of the
atmosphere with the undying courage; grit and fortitude of all
mankind,
They were pages which spun a web of unparalleled enchantment
into the deepest recesses of the soulstupefying each vein with
the utmost magnificence and wonders of the world,
They were pages which when read by every commoner made
him feel closer to his rudiments on mother earthtruly
glorifying the spirit of majestic existence to its unsurpassable
best,
They were pages which were the breathing pulse of not just a
nation of a billion peoplebut which stirred the chords of every
living heart towards the hilt of unimaginable achievement,
They were pages which truly immortalized the adage Impossible
is indeed a word in the dictionary of foolsfor no human will to
conquer the extraordinary can ever be defeated; except by the
Almighty God,
They were pages wherein the bizarre most of fantasies took
shape of undefeated realityas the planet outside passionately
rose to the uncanny thrill; challenges and enigma of life,
They were pages for which not the tiniest of nightfall seemed to
existas minuscule mortals just like each one of us on earth;
immortalized them with the Sun of brilliance in his/her own
inimitably distinctive style,
They were pages whose unbelievable fragrance of newness
pumped fresh life into every depressed and deadcharmed

civilization after an infinite civilization with the most
spectacularly golden moments of their time,
They were pages which encompassed even the minutest details
of invention, innovation and the brilliance laden in each draught
of windbeautifully depicting each stark shade of existence at
its infallible best,
They were pages which were a royal blend of amazing editorial
dexterity and talent extraordinairewhich ignited even the most
dormant arenas of the brain to perceive beyond the definitions of
pragmatic time,
They were pages which truly proved that the whole world was
your audiencewhilst you were the sole magician on stage; to
mesmerize, enchant and overpower the impossible in your tiny
fist,
They were pages which coined miraculously new levels of human
endurance and possibilityunveiling a boundless new
dimensions to every sealed opportunity of life,
They were pages which were true patriots till their very last
breath and beyondnot only saluting their beloved soil; but
portraying its most undefeated essence to the entire world
outside,
They were pages which increased your conviction to lead life
multifold with each read- -triggered each ingredient of your
blood to do something uniquely exuberantand do it now,
They were pages which conquered over even the most invisible
trace of the devil and lieswith the most spectacularly
charismatic adventures of victorythat mankind has ever
witnessed,
They were pages from Indias best book of Records: The Limca
Book of Records ranked only 2nd officially to the Guinness Book
of World Recordshighlighting the very best from amongst a
billion Indians- year after year after year of the most
unbelievably spectacular living achievement,
And not because I was a 10-time National record holder for my

Poetry with thefbook; but my heart ranks The Limca Book of
Records the best amongst every other book on earth as it
veritably depicts my sacrosanct motherland India and her
beloved people at their very best.
The Limca Book of Records can be visited at
http://www.limcabookofrecords.in
42. FOR MEWHAT MADE BRYANT MCGILL TRULY
ROYAL.
Poem on Bryant McgillInternationally Acclaimed Poet, Author
of Worlds No. 1 McGills English Dictionary of Rhyme, Celebrity
Consultant & Inspirational Author (Official Website at
http://www.bryantmcgill.com )
Royalty drifted most inscrutably from his English Dictionary of
Rhyme; which had enchanted millions in its ebulliently rhythmic
swirlperennially captured the imagination of the globe as
being the best and most inimitable of its kind,
Royalty drifted most charismatically from his Benign Smile;
which made him approachable to one and all escalated him as
an instant hero of the masses as well as the most unparalleled of
celebrities; alike,
Royalty drifted most enigmatically from his Eternal Poems;
which magnetized every conceivable living being to bond in the
spirit of love; compassion and togetherness stirred the soul of
even the ghastliest of devil to think of the divine,
Royalty drifted most bountifully from his Endearing Fingers;
which unassailably intertwined with the essence of existence as
it camecaressed every palpable object in vicinity with the
zealous energy to unflinchingly survive,
Royalty drifted most unconquerably from his Varied Charities;
which inexhaustibly strived to ameliorate every suffering on the
planetwith the scepter of altruistic healing straight from the
soul,
Royalty drifted most triumphantly from his Magical Peace

Treaty; which timelessly breathed to unite the entire planet in a
miraculous rainbow of good will and compassionso that every
human achieved true freedom its truest context,
Royalty drifted most vivaciously from his Bewitching
Photography; which so astoundingly rendered color and passion
to the most rustic things of lifecapturing the freshness that
reveled most spontaneously in the ever-proliferating
countryside,
Royalty drifted most enchantingly from his Countless
Communities; which majestically struck a chord with millions of
Entrepreneurs/Professionals via lightening fast Internet
provided a platform for one and all to divulge the innermost
realms of their conscience,
Royalty drifted most infallibly from his Angelic Family; with the
divinely frolic and gestures of his daughtersenlightening many
an inexplicably devastated life into a fountain of ecstatically
rejuvenated breath,
Royalty drifted most symbiotically from his Uninhibited
Shadow; which fearlessly taught one and all as to how a fellow
living being can be helped in even the most tiniest of capacity
irrespective of the spurious differences of caste; color; religion
and creed,
Royalty drifted most jubilantly from his Priceless Signature;
which depicted the impeccable clarity of his undefeated ideals
and thoughts; regurgitating every bit of deteriorating naked
paper that it kissed,
Royalty drifted most seamlessly from his Imperious Ears; which
were astoundingly sensitive to the faintest cries of his
compatriots in inconsolable paintriggered every pore of his
body to selflessly rise to help and seek helpto the most ardent
of his capacity,
Royalty drifted most blissfully from his Ubiquitous Quotes;
which perpetuated a sky of undying inspiration in each of his
readers veinsimploring them every instant to gallop forward

into the road not traversed yet; and still emerge victorious,
All this and an infinite more were ofcourse true. But for me;
what made Bryant Mcgill truly Royal was every beat of his
unhindered heart palpitating solely for the religion of humanity
palpitating solely so that the entire world united into a
singleton mass of friendship and lovefar far and forever away
from any idiosyncratic dimensions of hatred; color; caste; creed;
money and tribe.
43. HAPPY BDAY TO INDIAS MOST FASCINATING
BUSINESS MAGICIAN-MR. MUKESH
DHIRUBHAI AMBANI.
(written on the momentous occassion of his 50th Birthday
celebrations on april 19,2007)
Just a sideways glace at his fierily expressive eyes was enough to
conveythat they were born to fathom the extraordinarily
unique from bits of limpid nothingness,
Just a sideways glance at his majestically creased forehead was
enough to conveythat it was born to timelessly relish every bit
of royal goodness on planet divine,
Just a sideways glance at his ardently emotive eyebrows was
enough to conveythat they were born to zealously jog forward
in the profound fervor of enigmatic life,
Just a sideways glance at his unflinchingly phlegmatic footsteps
was enough to conveythat they were born to befit a legacy
which was considered to be the most unconquerable of all our
times,
Just a sideways glance at his innocuously poignant lips was
enough to conveythat they were born to timelessly spell a
boundless ocean of realistic dreams in a world otherwise
swamped by prejudiced war,
Just a sideways glance at his astoundingly sensitive ears was

enough to conveythat they were born to rise to the most
obscure shreds of creativity around; like a magician always
euphorically rising to the spirit of newness,
Just a sideways glance at his uninhibitedly sculpted fingers was
enough to conveythat they were born to add a perpetual
sparkle to even the most mundanely squandering of destinies,
Just a sideways glance at his regally jostling palms was enough
to conveythat they were born to harness the bestest elements
of space around into an invincible empire of prosperous
togetherness,
Just a sideways glance at his effervescently brimming shadow
was enough to conveythat it was born to dream beyond the
horizons of time; and yet pay true homage to the priceless
parents, God and soil which had created it,
Just a sideways glance at his honestly philanthropic shoulders
was enough to conveythat they were born to tower taller than
the skies in the face of disaster and forever bear fruit to the
dreams of a billion indians,
Just a sideways glance at his inexhaustibly upright spine was
enough to conveythat they it was born to lead this great
country to only infallible success in every department and
direction that a living organism could ever conceive,
Just a sideways glance at his perseveringly sculpted chin was
enough to conveythat it was born to rest its outlines only upon
the tracks of benevolently charmed victory till as long as life
pumped in the veins,
Just a sideways glance at his fervently cascading breath was
enough to conveythat it was born to metamorphose each
impossible into a pragmatic paradise of possibles with the
blessings of his parents and lord divine,
And whilst all this just happened sidewaysI just kept

wondering and wondering and wondering as to whatd happen
when I savor the honor of meeting Indias most fascinating
business magician Eye to Eyeas thatd be one of the most
enlightening moments of my life,
Till then, heres wishing Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani via this
poem written on the impoverished paper of my heart, a very
happy and celestially blessed birthday which brings to the fore
every unfinished desire of his bountiful soul and life.
44. NELSON MANDELA
This man living was a blessing to earth,
His character truly spotless and bright,
With every bit of immaculate truth in it,
In a great vast and mangled world of politics,
Resolved to serve the nation
And to be a true stalwart cum true knight.
His persevering hand always got up for the right cause,
To crush evil with a strong force,
And gave infinite masses of people renewed hope.
His ideas were as firm as bare unprocessed bricks,
Bore tense enigmatic moments in peace,
And let ghastly crime on earth cease.
A quick glimpse of his wheatish face,
Can reveal a just and fair case.
His steps to righteous success were never stopped,
As they got mighty obstacles chopped.
He pointed to the faultlessly right path,
Kept people round the globe astoundingly calm.
The essence of his benevolent deeds spread far and wide,
Prepares all humans for the non violent bout.
The ashes of his body would uninhibitedly depict,
As to where the real freedom of South Africa lives.
45. THE MIDAS TOUCH

When I want it the most,
I feel the most deprived.
When I like it the most,
It just fades into oblivion.
When I feel it the most,
It stabs me like thousand burnt needles.
When I dig deep for treasure,
It buries itself to unsurpassable heights.
When I stare into space,
It shoots missiles of polluted dust.
When I eat scarlet apple pies,
They turn into pieces of hard stone.
When I drive my dream Mitsubishi,
The twin rubber brakes snap into two.
When I sit on a racehorse,
It kicks like a donkey kissed with cigarette but.
When I plunge into still water,
An outburst of icy waves drown me down.
When I climb seemingly harmless barbed wire,
It spits electric sparks of bare current.
When I flex my voice for impression,
It blurts out discordant notes of music.
When I sip volumes of frosty milk,
It turns to fermented yellow sour cream.
When I run with the wind,
Showers of rain and chill, come pouring down.
When I kneel down on the satiny mattress,
Fluffs of cotton leak out in frenzy.
When I hand glide into deep valleys,

A barricade of sharp rock, causes me to nose dive.
When I sail in a luxury liner,
Water floods into cabin compartments.
When I try gesticulating for help,
My hands get trapped with spasmodic paralysis.
And when finally I feel like sobbing hysterically,
Arrays of tear ducts get blocked.
Thats what I call folks,
The one and only my kind of Midas Touch.
46. BIRD'S EYE VIEW
Pure blood circulating froze midway in my veins,
My heart throbbed 10 beats faster,
Dormant regions of ecstasy catapulted to dizzy heights,
And I moaned rhythmically in sheer disbelief.
Palatial mansions appeared as jewelry boxes,
stone towers I sighted as lead tipped pencil,
steel bridges with tied rope looked as tapered candy,
the golden clock building resembled toy watches kept on
showroom mantelpiece,
a string of snow clad mountains looked like inverted coffee
mugs coated with
crushed sugar,
the mighty blue ocean was visible as a tiny patch of pond water,
silver sands of the desert were projected as a few acres of
unploughed farm land,
broad streets of the city struck my view as a bunch
of crisscrossed matchsticks,
sprawling kilometers of lush green grass was what I could
describe as a tiny patch of kitchen garden,
gigantic tall pine trees duplicated podded plants with fresh shoot
of leaves,
slender nosed cars replicated prototype models kept open for
sale,
infinitely elongated stretches of cable wire resembled thin
strands of human hair,
colossal mass of thunder clouds was stunningly close,

the fire ball of sun seemed a few feet above my head,
passing jet crafts whizzed past at arm lengths from my body,
As I stared down in dumbfounded delight, open
mouthed consternation,
from the hundredth floor of the Empire State Building.
47. BOMB BLAST
The kids somersaulted on the carpet green grass,
digging holes in fresh mud with plastic spade,
Whirling flying saucers that went whizzing past the blueberry
tree,
Yelling at full capacity of lung whilst playing games of red
Indian.
The housewife bustled through interiors of the kitchen,
Singing favorite notes of Egyptian music,
Chopping pieces of meat with immaculate ease,
Dispatching rotten eggs to safe enclosures of the dustbin,
Preparing appetizing meals of corn with slices of cold meat.
He had reason to be a proud man,
Years of strife before he climbed the ladders of success,
Now bestowed with a blissful little family,
He paced through corridors of the large balcony with the newly
born child in his
arms.
All seemed to be going well,
He seemed to have struck a balance between work
and perennial fortune,
Before he attended the shrill ringing of the punch button
telephone,
A hoarse voice croaked, then burst into guffaws of laughter,
Informing him of death fast approaching,
As several bombs were activated in the red sedan,
Which now sped out of the driveway, carrying his twin children
and wife.
He ran like never before, screamed at the top of his nerve
wrecked voice,
Tall legs transporting him outside in flash seconds of time,
But for once destiny had played a cruel joke,
There occurred an earth shattering explosion,

Amber balls of fire emanated with smoke,
Pieces of car seat plummeted high in the sky,
The car spun several revolutions before settling on the ground,
He ran to the scene with premature tears welling up his eyes,
To witness the carcass of his family,
Triggered by the brutally inhuman Bomb blast
48. PEACEFUL FRIEND
A dog is an animal of peace and love,
He is adolescent and tough.
He has his ears cocked high up in the air,
His feet are locked in mystery's grace,
He disappears around without a trace.
His indignant eyeballs are lovely brown,
Which depict the splendor of his hometown.
His body is well muscled, his cheeks jutting out,
as he prepares himself for the final bout.
His silky whiskers are well pruned and sturdy,
They can withstand the inevitable heat of summer,
They get geared up for a lot to come.
He has teeth as sharp as a mouse,
He has this uncanny ability to find himself a fulfilling spouse.
He has his tail endowed to him by nature,
Which shakes and wags vociferously at instant of joy,
But shrinks in fear at sights of a wicked boy.
His square and robust head ultimates to express itself,
His stomach hungry to human grace.
49. THE OBLIVIOUS DESERT
The brown crusty surface of the desert soil,
Can always be ploughed by hard turmoil.
There is an outburst of an hurricane,

That invades the privacy of the old dame.
The sky is clouded with thick dark clouds,
Pelting drops of thunder rain cover the ground.
The farmer works, the bull cries loud,
For all they want is a rain yielding cloud.
The desert's shrub though green in color,
Will attract scores of rain yet to come,
For mere fulfillment of the empty drum.
50. THE UNITED FAMILY
water levels had dramatically receded,
The liquid had ceased to a mere trickle ceasing to flow,
The blistering sun staring like a devil upon the placid stream,
Truncating the persona of the jungle river to rivulets containing
paltry water.
A crow hovering at low levels in the sky had a brilliant
brainwave,
He released a cluster of tiny pebbles from his drooping beak,
Was instantly gratified at the inconsequential increase in the
level of water.
The fur coated squirrel collected raw biscuit and nuts,
Fed the same in the river; noting it swell by meager fractions.
The serrated skin alligator; accumulated massive slabs of stone
in its jaw,
Deposited them diligently blending with the earlier debris
coagulated inside.
The wild striped zebra carried quantum loads of sand on its
back,
Lowered the same in sparse assemblage of water slithering on
the earth.
The long nosed elephant stashed a plethora of twigs and rustic

foliage in its trunk,
Unleashing them in the river; witnessing its waters rise
stealthily.
The century old tortoise bore thin crumbs of bread on its back,
Tossing its frugal contribution with all its might into the growing
territory of water.
The animals selflessly sacrificed their proud possessions,
With even the red ants, spiders, and snakes devoting their
perpetual best.
And aftermath's of the sweat they shed were simply stupendous,
The stingy persona of river now displayed a fresh look,
Barren regions of land were inundated with surplus water,
The level of liquid was far more than at the threadbare
beginning,
There was also an obstreperous chorus of voices which flooded
the air,
Emanating from the throats of animals; now bathing in their self
made river as a united family.
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37. SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR BLESSEDLY BEST

49. THE OBLIVIOUS DESERT

mist hanging in the air,

delicious smell of baked corn,

The hedges covered with green foliage,

The sweet melody in the air.

Thick envelope of heavenly cloud Blue,

Sprouting from skin pores of unshaven flesh,

The ruffled feathered monster,

With occasional buts of red coal falling down,

Harnessing loads of talent,

Is what we mean by self composed poetry.

Compressing galleries of fern and soft rock,

He drove his sports car through winding roads of the mountain,

The waters move with the tune of the air,

Submerged in hot cream of fading luck,

Those particles of audible sun light filter a way,

22. KING CACTUS

I painted it dark with streaks of striped violet,

Crackling fires burnt on the broad steel deck,

If the colossal brick structure of the clock tower was placed

He felt as if brittle tip of the pen would break,

Rendering me with bleak rays of hope; as I relinquished

I loved the way you disseminated the message of universal

It pummeled incongruously delectable holes in the wall; when

It proved an impeccably honest shoulder to lean upon; share;

They admonished me for being a laggard; sauntering at a pace

They considered me as the most abominable outsider; shutting

various perceptions as to how they mustve occurred as people

classical example of an untidiness which appeared a darling

Insipid and boring yet it empowered you to express yourself in

your otherwise sweat mopped palms as you grasped it tight

Please welcome this uncelebrated hero of our age the chalk

A fantabulously satisfying meal at occasions for the penniless

A privilege for talented artists to incorporate within their

towering edifices - of nonchalantly dead mortar and concrete ,

it majestically crafted the outlines of their designer suits and

mesmerizing robes of the princes and queens - or the

truly adored its innocuous silhouette as it beautifully floated in

delectably lead the way to a protuberant handle - that I took the

that was obviously thrown into wilderness ,

And the best part. When these 3 ALPHABETS united together

Not because it bountifully showered various intriguing gifts to

They were pages which unconquerably rose over every

pumped fresh life into every depressed and deadcharmed

And not because I was a 10-time National record holder for my

Royalty drifted most triumphantly from his Magical Peace

readers veinsimploring them every instant to gallop forward

Just a sideways glance at his astoundingly sensitive ears was

And whilst all this just happened sidewaysI just kept

45. THE MIDAS TOUCH

When I hand glide into deep valleys,

colossal mass of thunder clouds was stunningly close,

There occurred an earth shattering explosion,

There is an outburst of an hurricane,

The long nosed elephant stashed a plethora of twigs and rustic

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