Well I think I have bored you enough; caused you to yawn several times; as the list is endless; the entire world is rampantly revolving in my brain, and my fantasies to unveil are tremendously boundless to be contained in this plain text; so let me instead sign off by saying that all I want is everything .
16. WHY WAS I LIVING
Why were you smiling spuriously; when actually you were completely shattered from inside?
Why were the trees blissfully casting their shadows; when actually they felt that they would wither away?
Why was the sun shining; when actually it felt that it would submerge into a pool of darkness?
Why was the rose blossoming handsomely towards the sky; when actually every droplet of its juice was being savagely sucked by the parasite?
Why were the birds chirping melodiously; when actually their nests were completely destroyed?
Why were the waves simmering placidly; when actually they were soon to be enveloped by a tumultuous storm?
Why was it raining; when actually the clouds had faded decades ago?
Why were the fish swimming gleefully; when actually they knew that they were going to be devoured by a hostile shark the very next moment?
Why were the eyes radiant; when they were actually going to be besieged by wholesome blindness within a few seconds?
Why was the car traversing like a prince; when actually it was going to plummet into the steep valley; as soon as it reached the bridge?
Why were the fires blazing vivaciously towards the sky; when actually they were going to blend with loose mud; as soon as the rain came down?
Why was the businessman busy in millions of dollars worth of business deals; when actually he had lost completely in matters of the heart?
Why was the rainbow shimmering bombastically in the cosmos; when it actually was going to fade away into thin wisps of oblivion; as soon as the clouds gathered in?
Why were the buildings standing fortified; tall; and domineering; when actually they were going to be reduced to inconspicuous rubble; with meager strokes of the devastating earthquake?
Why was the mosquito greedily sucking blood; when actually it was going to get perennial rest in the lizards stomach very soon?
Why was the ghost wandering in the dilapidated mansion; when he actually knew that he had left for his heavenly abode centuries ago?
Why did a human being consider himself God at times; when he actually couldn't even guess; as to what was happening just a few centimeters behind his back?
Why was the old lady shouting exuberantly at the top of her lungs; when she was actually going to relinquish breath any second; due to diminishing old age?
And why was I living; showing the world my stoical demeanor; working like a machine as If I wasn't the least affected; when in fact I actually knew that I
had died long ago; and what people saw outside; was just a skeleton of mine; without mind; body and spirit?
17. MOOD
When I was in a good mood; the elevator seemed to be made of pure gold; transporting me towards the cotton wool of clouds in the sky,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same lift seemed to resemble a hideous snake; trying to strangulate me to death with its snaring jaws.
When I was in a good mood; the verdant patches of soil looked mesmerizing; with vivacious stalks of grass appearing splendid to sight in the backdrop of the valley,
While when I was in bad mood; the same fields of grass looked like sinking sand; ready to suckle me and blend me with century old dungeons beneath land.
When I was in a good mood; the upper story’s of the building; looked like biscuits of pure silver; shimmering profoundly under the Sun,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same floors appeared to be boxes of broken matchsticks; badly distorted and just on the verge of collapsing down.
When I was in a good mood; the Sun seemed to be a blazing ball of fire; flamboyantly permeating every rotting cranny of insipid earth,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same appeared as an acrid island of acid; charring every soul trespassing on mud; to inconspicuous ash.
When I was in a good mood; the waves of the ocean seemed majestic; rising and falling delectably with each current of enchanting wind;
While when I was in a bad mood; the assemblage of waters appeared to be ghastly blood; engulfing each puff of my breath with brutal perceptions of hell.
When I was in a good mood; the watch on my wrist; looked like a marvel of technology; apprising me accurately of the changing seasons and night,
While when I was in a bad mood; the contraption seemed wholesomely apalling; depicting to me the seconds left until my death.
When I was in a good mood; people hovering around me; looked like immaculate angels; bestowing upon me their mystical touch,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same humans seemed to be ghosts just arisen from their coffins; staring at me with animosity; as if to gobble me up with their
eyes.
When I was in a good mood; the fishes swimming in the glass aquarium; looked like fairies having descended from the sky,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same seemed like mammoth sized sharks; hurtling at lightening speeds for the veins of my throat.
When I was in a good mood; the picture I viewed on television; seemed to be a stupendous piece of art; enamoring me to the last bone in my spine,
While when I was in a bad mood; the same appeared to be a boring documentary; like a million needles piercing me from all sides.
And when I was in a good mood; life seemed beautiful & fascinating; wonderful and animated; bubbling with tremendous euphoria and excitement; as each dawn unveiled into darkness,
While when I was in a bad mood; it struck me viciously like infinite deaths together; embedding and replacing every ounce of enthusiasm in my mind; with the seeds of treacherous negativity.
18. THE IDEAL HEART
The ideal height is the one; that can stand tall and domineering in a crowd bustling with infinite number of unruly pedestrians,
The ideal weight is the one; that can facilitate a person to sprint like a panther; even in the most obsolete of his dreams,
The ideal skin is the one; which can bear the brunt of sweltering Sun; as well as be unflinching in the winds of freezing winter,
The ideal feet are ones; which assist the wanderer to step even on smoldering fires,
The ideal eyes are the ones; which emanate a glimmer to live; even when tightly closed,
The ideal hand is the one; that defends you singlehandedly; imparting you with the tenacity to lead life; even when confronted with a battalion of thorns,
The ideal tongue is the one; that oscillates to produce voice; silences its critics as and when required,
The ideal stomach is the one; which scrupulously digests food; keeps itself well in proportion; to stand good stead in front of the acerbic society,
The ideal cheeks are the ones; which blush sporadically; adding tinges of robust vibrancy to the otherwise pallid atmosphere,
The ideal thumb is the one; which punches the air in triumph to announce irrevocable victory,
The ideal armpits are the ones; which remain submerged in silver perspiration; after performing an arduous days work,
The ideal shirt is the one; which scintillates impeccably; even after passing through the dust storm,
The ideal tooth is the one; that chews indefatigably; till the last bud of taste is appeased and satisfied,
The ideal hair is the one; which cascades down in splendid harmony; shimmering majestically under the moon,
The ideal nail is the one; that scratches like a wild cat; embedding the attackers flesh with numerous numbers vicious wounds; in order to survive,
The ideal walk is the one; which perpetuates the head to be always held high,
The ideal prayer is the one; w
hich asks God to bestow upon his masses the virtue of brotherhood and equality,
The ideal religion is the one; which since years unprecedented has always respected humanity,
The ideal philosophy is the one; which allows to live and to blissfully let live,
The ideal pleasure is the one; which spreads a smile to the faces of all those afflicted and in bizarre pain,
The ideal sacrifice is the one; in which you abdicate breath for the sake of million different souls to be born,
The ideal love is the one; in which one is prepared to die for the other,
The ideal breath is the one; which evolves passionate moisture in the air after caressing it,
And the ideal heart is the one; which never ceases to beat; throbs violently; each time when given doses of love.
19. THERE WAS A CORNER OF MY MIND
Even as I felt that I had sown seeds in my entire field; and felt waves of contentment wholesomely entrench my persona,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me of the barren lands nearby which were yet to ploughed.
Even as I felt that I had earned exorbitant amounts of wealth; inundating my treasury with infinite number of gold coins,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were still countless number of people lying naked in the chilly cold; and who desperately needed my help.
Even as I felt that I had written unfathomable volumes of literature; simply didn’t need to emboss a single word further,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were innocent roaming illiterate on the streets; who needed to be taught; who needed my help to learn and write.
Even as I felt that I had walked unsurpassable distance by foot; conquering astronomical peaks of all mountains towering higher than the clouds,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were boundless boys and girls who were helplessly limp; and who needed my
assistance to help them to walk without sticks.
Even as I felt that I had consumed the best of food; had eaten every possible dish every existing or made in this world,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were countless number of beggars crying hoarsely by the river side; starved to
unprecedented; and awaiting my presence frantically to be fed.
Even as I felt that I had worn the most gorgeous of fabric; adorned my persona in the most exquisite of attire found on this globe,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me that there were innumerable number of destitutes; hiding their flesh in embarrassment
from this uncouth world; and whose bodies were waiting all night and day; to be encompassed by my surplus cloth.
Even as I felt that I had gulped the most exotic of wine; drowned my body into unprecedented tremors of voluptuous excitement,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me of the millions of people scorching in the drought ridden desert; needed just few droplets
from my rivers overflowing with water.
Even as I felt that I had dated the girl of my dreams; eventually marrying her to bind us in the bonds of immortal romance,
There was a corner of my mind which didn’t allow me to rest; reminding me of the thousands of impoverished hearts; who were left stranded in solitude; and who
needed me to impregnate in them just fractions of my love.
And even as I felt that I had lived life to its fullest capacity; and now needed to die blending my breath blissfully with the Creator,
There was a corner of my mind which still didn’t allow me to rest; as there were unlimited numbers of children being born every second in each quarter of the globe; who were required to be fed with pearls of wisdom I had acquired in this lifetime; and who needed a pillar to support their nimble foundations which had just taken life.
20. HALF HEARTED
When I wore a pant with only half a button; I had to abashingly clutch it with both hands; every time I rose from my seat,
When I sat under only half a tree; the pugnacious rays of the Sun unsparingly struck me from all quarters,
When I wrote only half a line; I found encompassed with overwhelming bankruptcy; as my neighbors filled in the rest of the amount; and made merry till eternity,
When I ate only half the food; my stomach initially felt nice; but cried incessantly for the remainder of the night; when struck with pangs of starvation and hunger,
When I walked in only half a shoe; I felt obnoxious pebbles tickle my feet; barbaric thorns infiltrate into my flesh every second,
When I boarded only half a plane; I found myself in my coffin soon; as it stormed ruthlessly into the ocean a few minutes after taking off,
When I read only half the advertisement; I found myself sweeping the corridors of a multinational company; which I had visited; presuming to become a senior employee,
When I saw only half the dream; I felt bereaved and deprived the entire day to follow; as I yet and fervently awaited for the princess to arrive,
When I chopped only half the tree; I initially lazed blissfully under its shade; but soon found the remaining monstrous wood; tumble down towards my skull with a creaking & thunderous noise,
When I bathed only half my body; there were people laughing at me on every corner of the street; as some part of me was as black as coal; while some was pearly white,
When I cried only half a tear; my eyes metamorphosed to swollen and black; and I found it exceedingly difficult to keep them open and sight,
When I closed only half the door; the thieves entered my dwelling merrily in the night; stole with gay abandon; what they had always dreamt of,
When I dug the foundation to only half of its depth; the building collapsed like a ball of soft cotton on the very next day; with the slightest draught of wind kissing its exteriors,
When I gave only half a punch; my adversary thought as if I was cuddling him; and wasted no time in pulverizing me to raw dust; to blend with the soil,
When I penned down only half the book; the audience burnt my effigy in volatile fury on the streets; being severely anguished at being deprived of the ending,
When I heard with only half my ear; the ferocious lion tore me apart to pieces; as I wholesomely unaware when he furtively crept from behind; and capsized me by
my collar,
When I swam using only half my arms; the perilously swirling waves of the ocean eventually drowned me to the bottom; and I was squelched to raw pulp by the ominously gliding shark,
When I quelled down only half the fire; the smoldering flames gradually gained impetus in the night; viciously charred every part of my body; including the entire forest,
When I loved only half a girl; I was never able to procreate my progeny in this world; miserably dithered to continue the chapter of existence,
And when I lived life only half hearted; I failed at every step I took; and success always seemed a mountain above; even after I had clambered the
previous one.
21. NO FORMALITY
I hated flamboyant parties; strident and sleazy music diffusing from the contemporary discotheque,
I hated drinking mineral water in scintillating glasses of silver; sighting my reflection in polished exteriors of the same,
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