Poetry

1. BEAUTIFUL DWELLING
For me it was a retreat where I could shout uninhibitedly; without caring a damn
about the pretentious society,
For me it was a castle in which I could parade with or without my bombastic fabric;
wear the most shriveled and bedraggled attire of my very own choice,
For me it was a tunnel in which I could swim and frolic; applying tons of slippery
mud and wild grass on my supple body,
For me it was a hut in which I could dream unrelentingly all day and night; without
the slightest barricade or disturbance from the horrendously conventional world,
For me it was an invincible fortress which sequestered my scalp from brilliant
sunshine in the day; warded off the tiniest of evil in the perilously shivering night,
For me it was a delectably placid heaven; where I could dance in unprecedented
jubilation anytime,
For me it was a sky of mesmerizing fantasy; where I could conceive the most bizarre
and wildest of things; and yet find a right to stay blissfully alive,
For me it was an ocean of fathomless enchantment; where I could stay in complete
oblivion from the planet; and yet admire it from my colossal balcony,
For me it was a warehouse of appetizing food; a ravishing enclosure to appease my
gluttony several times in a single day; and that too masticating the meal of my choice,
For me it was a golden mattress embodied with flocculent buds of raw cotton; where
I could walk in my most natural state; without adhering to the stringent norms of
gaudy fashion and pompous clothing,
For me it was a voluptuously blossoming garden; where I could leisurely stroll at any
stage of the acrimonious day; inundate its interiors with the most wacky perfume of
my choice,
For me it was a rainbow of vivacious colors; where I could entertain myself to the
fullest; nostalgically reminisce in the glory of my innocuous childhood; without a
soul to interrupt me,
For me it was an asylum where I could behave like an insane lunatic; let the diabolical
part of me fulminate to its most overwhelming capacity,

2. For me it was a laboratory to carry on my ingenious experiments; keep evolving
millions of lines of Poetry without actually getting in the way of the intransigently
unsparing critics,
For me it was an inevitably precious jewel; which incredulously augmented my
existing charm; making me the darling of my sacrosanct wife,
For me it was a sprawling playground scattered with umpteenth number of alluring
toys; a place where I could talk to my children with the supreme freedom of a
crown prince,
For me it was a divinely temple; wherein I vehemently revered and kept the idol of
my God; prayed to it incessantly every morning; before I eventually departed for
interacting with the disdainful world,
For me it was a fountain of boisterous activity; with each day bringing in loads of
unsurpassable excitement and astonishing fun,
To be succinctly precise; let me instead curtail the lengthy discussion; and sign off
ecstatically by just saying; that it was indeed my daintily adorable and beautiful
dwelling.