Poetry

1. THROUGH THE PAGES OF MY HEART
When I browsed through the pages of the sleazy magazine; all that lay
there was a flurry of pretentious pictures; blended with glamorous entities
displaying garish flesh,
When I browsed through the pages of the dictionary; all that lay there was
infinite number of words and phrases; a mind-boggling treasury of
exquisite language,
When I browsed through the pages of the history textbook; all that lay
there was a chronologically synchronized table of dates; ancient tales of
Kings and conquered territories,
When I browsed through the pages of the hi-tech computer; all that lay
there was a plethora of mind-boggling intricate puzzles; a whole maze of
stupendously baffling software; which I had no head or tail too,
When I browsed through the pages of the chequebook; all that lay there;
was infinite no of blank lines; the irrefutably embossed seal of the banks
involved,
When I browsed through the pages of the arithmetic notebook; all that lay
there was a battalion of monotonous numbers; compounded with an
insurmountable compendium of boundless problems and solutions,
When I browsed through the pages of the hotel register; all that lay there
was a scrupulous order of guests that kept coming and going; fascinating
information about rooms incorporated within the grandiloquent interiors,
When I browsed through the pages of the adventure novel; all that lay
there was surreal representations of inanimate objects; overwhelmingly
exaggerated perceptions; that had no connections with pragmatic life,
When I browsed through the pages of the botanical encyclopedia; all that
lay there was exhaustive information encompassing varied plants of this
Universe; blended with fathomless illustrations leading to their
mesmerizing evolution,
When I browsed through the pages of the telephone directory; all that lay
there was countless numbers of individuals and places; an indispensably
handy reference to the demographics of several nations,

2. When I browsed through the pages of the family album; all that lay there
were nostalgic impressions of the past; blissful memories that profusely
swept across like a volatile fountain of sweltering lava; across the top most
compartments of my mind,
When I browsed through the pages of the engineering handbook; all that
lay there was tons of inexplicable numerals; a cavalcade of designs on
which the foundations of this world could be handsomely constructed,
When I browsed through the pages of the majestic atlas; all that lay there
was unfathomable depictions of this fascinating globe; intricate lines
bonding continents with synchronized harmony,
When I browsed through the pages of the medical thesis; all that lay there
was a scrupulous listing of life yielding medicines; a stringent smell of
antiseptic permeating profoundly in the gloomy atmosphere,
When I browsed through the pages of my mothers old diary; all that was
there was her rejuvenating experiences of boisterous youth; the times she
had ardently labored to harness me with her very own blood and sweat,
When I browsed through the pages of the Emperors leaf; all that lay there
was a royal tale of his oligarchic dictatorship; the undulating framework of
good and bad
that he had executed for his people in tumultuous distress,
When I browsed through the pages of enchanting fairy tales; all that lay
there was an ingratiating aura that engulfed those medieval times; a
voluptuously eloquent voice that roused me instantaneously from deep
sleep,
When I browsed through the pages of the management presentation; all
that lay there was unimaginable number of spurious manipulations; to
extract the best you possibly could from a simple human being,
And when I browsed through the pages of my heart; it was there that lay
the wealth of this entire planet; it was there that I found all the love and
compassion I could ever have dreamt of; as each passionate beat unveiled
into an infinite lives.