A full day of sunshine
A full day of sunshine provides truck loads of
dazzling light,
evaporating traces of imprisoned water with blemishes
of grey.
a full day of sunshine revitalizes dead nerves,
imparting fortified strength to frayed network of
shoulder bone.
a full day of sunshine stringently fumigates
households of moisture,
tenaciously baking slip-shod exteriors of feeble
edifices.
a full day of sunshine makes morbid waters of the
river sparkle,
instigating animate fauna to creep up uninhibited on
the translucent surface.
a full day of sunshine would decimate clusters of
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The Moon I possessed
The moon in the sky was obliterated by a cluster of ashen Grey clouds,
While the moon standing before me; was as immaculate as freshly extracted milk.
The moon in the sky possessed disdainful blotches of dispersed powder,
While the moon standing abreast my heart; was bereft of even a solitary spot
of dirt on its body.
The moon in the sky was often invaded by a fleet of alien spaceships,
While the moon I held in close proximity; was obsessively mine.
The moon in the sky bestowed its tenacious radiance only in nocturnal hours
of the night,
While the moon caressing my lips; shone brilliantly all sweltering day; as well
as in perpetual dark.
The moon in the sky was often overshadowed by flaming rays of the sun,
While the moon lying down on my toes; stood prominently as the lone survivor
amidst infinite contestants of beauty.
The moon in the sky offered partial relief from the monotonous heat prevailing
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You were my only human
The whole world is a swirling ocean; while you were my comforting
shore,
The whole world is the hostile island of sun; while you were my
brilliant
rays,
The whole world is an uncivilized jungle; while you were my
majestically
roaring lion,
The whole world is a treacherous mountain; while you were my towering
peak,
The whole world is a colossal patch of barren sky; while you were my
rain
bearing cloud,
The whole world is a pugnacious battlefield; while you were my
cherished
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Life Blossoms into vitality
Petals blossoms into flowers,
Clouds blossom into rain,
Seeds blossoms into trees,
Minutes blossom into hours,
Bricks blossom into dwellings,
Anger blossoms into destruction,
Exuberance blossoms into newness,
Nervousness blossoms into exhaustion,
Teamwork blossoms into unity,
Perseverance blossoms into success,
Beauty blossoms into enchantment,
Intrigue blossoms into enigma,
Trends blossom into innovations,
Eggs blossom into fledglings,
Rose blossoms into scent,
Sun blossoms into optimism,
Stars blossom into radiation,
Soil blossoms into vegetation,
Art blossoms into exoticism,
Ice blossoms into waterfalls,
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Hairstyles
When i molded long strands of my hair into slender
curls,
fastening them with strings of sticky elastic rubber,
with infinite fibers of black cascading down like a
fountain,
my manly exteriors transited to those of a daintily
adorned teenage girl.
when i submerged the wild mass of my hair in an exact
liter of coriander
oil,
they slept in tranquil contentment on glistening
regions of my scalp,
refraining to budge an inch in stormy sheets of
inclement weather,
dying a disdainful death without savoring the true
taste of life.
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Thinking of tomorrow
I didn’t eat food today; as I wanted to wholesomely famish myself; to
devour
the appetizing chunks of pudding; Tomorrow,
I didn’t sleep blissfully today; as I was overwhelmingly excited to
run;
Tomorrow,
I didn’t play mischievously today; as I wanted to reserve every iota of
my
energy to passionately leap; Tomorrow,
I didn’t drink water today; as I wanted to gulp gallons of voluptuous
wine;
Tomorrow,
I didn’t bathe today; as I wanted to drown my persona in flamboyant
waves of
the salty ocean; Tomorrow,
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Mrs. Namita Shah-You mean the world to my child…
How can I thank you for all those bountiful values of goodness that you’ve so magically inculcated in my child’s innocent brain?
How can I thank you for so compassionately holding my child’s hand in an alien premises-when I wasn’t the slightest around to hear her inconsolable cries?
How can I thank you for making the whole process of monotonous studies—such an enchanting playground of richness for my child’s eyes?
How can I thank you for so beautifully taming my child into a symbiotically civilized angel—from an unruly doll only obsessed with her very own toys?
How can I thank you for so adeptly solving each barricade in the path of my child—as she indulged the first chords of her infinite mind into the whole process called ‘learning in school’?
How can I thank you for so magically triggering a smile on the face of my child—as she nervously fidgeted for her own space amidst several more of her kind?
How can I thank you for so magnanimously bearing with each bit of my child’s peskiness—converting each tear that dribbled from her eyes into the most perfect nursery rhyme of life?
How can I thank you for so thoughtfully introducing my child to each new aspect of school—letting her marvelously adjust to even the remotest component in the new atmosphere—at her very own pace?
How can I thank you for guarding my child like an invincible fortress of friendship—whilst teaching her the quintessential alphabets of knowledge at the same time?
How can I thank you for untiringly being the eyes of my child as she feebly weaved her way through each bit of unknown territory- amongst the incredibly tall walls of her first school?
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Let true love remain immortal
Change irascible hatred; into bountiful winds of
benevolence,
Change hideously horrendous entities; into marvelous
rainbows inhabiting the animated skies,
Change disgustingly abominable decay; into an
overwhelmingly fragrant festoon of pearls; cascading
from the cosmos,
Change morbidly debilitating blindness; into
stupendously optimistic beams of fresh light,
Change baseless chapters of mocking incoherence; into
exquisitely grandiloquent mirrors; as articulate as
framework of God’s language,
Change perilously obese; into a robust complexioned
fountain of blissful health and celestial happiness,
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Please smile
A smile on your lips comes absolutely free; spreading
waves of unsolicited
exhilaration in my persona,
A smile on your lips looks mystically enchanting;
resembling sweet coats of
molten nectar,
A smile on your lips accentuates your immaculate
teeth; portraying your
mesmerizing grace,
A smile on your lips gives me loads of renewed hope;
instantly assassinating
all the anguish I face,
A smile on your lips reveals your boisterous nature;
encompassing me
completely in supreme exultation,
A smile on your lips impregnates me with hope;
prompting me to overcome a
battalion of dismal failures,
A smile on your lips makes me walk fast; keep up pace
with the uncouth speed
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If my car could run on pure water
IF MY CAR could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would wander thousands of kilometers in the day,
Driving at roaring speeds through the broad highway streets; drowned in waves of tremendous euphoria.
If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would stop contemplating the cost of expensive gasoline,
Explore every nook and cranny of the gigantic globe; would prefer to drive; every time I was overpowered with the incorrigible urge to walk.
If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would evacuate the monsoon rivers of their liquid,
Storing it surreptitiously in my colossal tank; pilfer every droplet of the solvent dribbling from the mountain springs.
If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would relinquish to travel by the most extravagant of aircraft,
Thoroughly utilizing my incredulous contraption; to transport me wherever I wanted; without the slightest pinch to my pocket.
If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would never feel uncouth pangs of thirst reverberate in my vocal chords,
As I would devour frugal mouthfuls of the liquid stashed in my fuel jacket; at intermittent intervals while traversing through the streets.
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