Poetry

1. RAIN, RAIN AND UNSTOPPABLY RAIN
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
lugubriously famished leaves; which wailed in
unrelentingly incongruous unison; for those eternally
blissful droplets of water,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
fathomless mounds of fetidly acrid mud; which
inevitably wanted to be refreshingly washed; since
years immemorial,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
miserably asphyxiated deserts; whose tears had
cadaverously metamorphosed into treacherously
meaningless sands; vindictively stabbing countless in
the afternoon heat,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
innocuously pristine cattle and animals; who were
these days solely busy; in counting each other’s
haplessly shriveled cartilage of horrifically
emaciated bones,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
forlornly barren beds of the boundless ocean; which
had gruesomely died till the very last bone of their
non-existent spines,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
pricelessly new born infants; who embraced death by
the countless numbers; in the unsparingly diabolical
heat of the Sun,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
chunks of lividly impotent mud; from the periphery of
which there sprouted nothing else but an indescribably
fuming battalion of pugnaciously distorted cracks,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
impoverished villagers; whose inarticulately mud-caked
abodes pathetically melted; under the undying fury of
the heartlessly charring Sun,

2. If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
dolorously dried meadows of grass; which exuded into
unfathomable mortuaries of sadistic blood; rather than
a festoon of enchantingly golden dew-drops,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
dogmatically sweating scalps and skins; which could
suffer from any instant from a complete nervous
breakdown; without the tiniest droplet of water in
their taps,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
lecherously empty wells which fretted in the aisles of
decrepit oblivion; with their innumerable tumblers of
water now despondently replaced by impugning dust,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
unfinished lamenting desires of true lovers; which
could royally fructify only when two voluptuously wet
bodies; invincibly united into one sensuous breath,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
unlimited ingredients of the ruthlessly scorched
atmosphere; whose living ghost tirelessly haunted and
imperiled; even the most celestially bountiful of victory,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
vituperatively parched lips; which hurled an
unsurpassable volley of incoherent abuse; as whenever
they desperately opened; all they could taste was
sordidly tormented mud,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
resplendently inscrutable forests; which now resembled
robotically devastated factories of sacrilegiously
monotonous charcoal,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
unfortunately doomed nostrils; which had nothing else
but disdainfully belligerent bellows of venomous smoke
to quintessentially inhale,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
rustic farmers with endless kilometers of land; but

3. from whose soil sprouted nothing else but the most
brutally lambasting curses of starvation,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
penuriously strangulated throats; from which emanated
only the most cursedly discordant wails of
preposterously imprisoning helplessness,
And If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all
those immortally passionate hearts; which had now
transformed into the epitomes of satanically
unforgivable infidelity; in absence of the most
unconquerable elixir required to sustain life,
Please open your vivaciously undefeated belly O!
Omnipotent Sky; please culminate into the most
thunderously voluptuous of clouds; and please
torrentially rain; rain; rain and unstoppably RAIN.