Poetry

1. WHY DID I LIVE?
Why did I live? Well perhaps for tirelessly witnessing the unabashedly innocuous
giggles of my new born baby daughter; who had freshly descended from the lap of
the Omnipotent Lord.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for endlessly viewing the fathomlessly barren fields;
sprout into the most resplendently fructifying fruits of an optimistic tomorrow.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for stupendously appeasing even the most infinitesimal
cranny of my pathetically parched throat; with the spell bindingly tantalizing
raindrops of heavenly mother nature.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for uninhibitedly releasing every lugubriously frazzled
ounce of energy in my skin; as I tirelessly danced under golden rays of the royal
Sunset; for times immemorial.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for incorrigibly agglutinating to the venerated lap of my
godly mother; fearlessly sharing all my agonies and ecstasies in the fronds of her
compassionately divinely palms.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to interminably fantasize about the boundlessly
enamoring beauty of this eternal universe; to sensuously cavort and mate with the
most voluptuously titillating women alive.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to imbibe the ideals of unconquerably egalitarian truth
and non-violence; to act as an harbinger of unceasing peace for every caste; creed;
fraternity and color of humanity.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to tirelessly procreate my very own clan; impregnably
ensuring that the chapter of the Omniscient lord’s creation forever burgeoned; as I
passionately contributed my very best.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for wholeheartedly laughing each bone of my body out;
at the various parodies and enthusing inexplicabilities that the colossal atmosphere
around me; had to harmoniously offer.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for perennially embracing every of my fellow comrade;
which the uncouthly barbarous world had unforgivably shunted; and who was
now one quintessential ingredient of my very own blood.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to unflinchingly salute the Omnipresent Sun as it arose
every morning at jubilantly effulgent dawn; to let its undefeated glory pave a path of
peerless righteousness in every conceivable pore of my body.

2. Why did I live? Well perhaps to sight how handsomely gifted was my nimbly
impoverished form in the incredulously scintillating mirror; all by the grace of the
unassailably wonderful Lord.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to invincibly sleep like a freshly born infant; unshakably
snapping my lips shut; at the ominously sacrilegious crackle of midnight.
Why did I live? Well perhaps for intransigently peering into the silken blue tufts of
the bountiful sky; assimilating inspiration of a countless more lifetimes into my soul;
as I ardently appreciated its majestic aura.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to unceasingly fall into the most poignantly
humanitarian of relationships; timelessly explore the unfathomably fantastic vagaries
of the human mind.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to earn every iota of wealth ever conceived on planet
earth; so that I could exist as the most royally unfettered Kind; and simultaneously
afford the same right to every living organism on this blessed planet.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to be inscrutably tantalized by the umpteenth sounds of
the gloriously triumphant forest; feel the sensitivity of the rhapsodically undying wind
created unparalleled tremors of desire in every nubile pore of my flesh.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to unforgivingly massacre every trace of the
hedonistically massacring devil on the trajectory of this globe; metamorphose this
beleaguered earth once again into the most victoriously fertile paradise.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to forever bid an irrevocable adieu to a thing called
spuriously sanctimonious destiny; evolve a destiny whose foundations rested on
righteously persevering hard work; instead.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to bond every passionately volatile beat of my heart;
with the immortal beats of insuperably gratifying love which were prevalent in even
the most evanescent ounce of the atmosphere.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to unrelentingly relish the unbelievably fiery puff of
passionate air that resurgently rushed into my nostrils every single instant; which was
my sole source of all desire on this untiring Universe.
And why did I live? Definitely because the unconquerably Almighty Creator wanted
me to; this very moment and till every other moment that he ordered me to
symbiotically live; as the complete control over my first and very last breath; was his;
his and forever and inimitably his.