Poetry

1. THE ULTIMATE SIR
We all must have called someone or the other spuriously as SIR during our lives; in
our insatiable desire to reach the zenith of prosperity,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably marvelous Creator; on whose divine
fingertips; danced the entire planet towards the path of unflinching righteousness .
We all must have called someone or the other lackadaisically as SIR during our lives;
in our mission to shrug inexplicable poverty and be the stupendous best,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably majestic Creator; who evolved every bit of
mesmerizing beauty; wandering bountifully on this colossal Universe .
We all must have called someone or the other abhorrently as SIR during our lives; in
our yearning to catapult to overwhelming stardom and glitterati,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably perennial Creator; on whose sacrosanct
decisions; revolved the inevitable chapters of celestial life and death .
We all must have called someone or the other malevolently as SIR during our lives; in
our greed to holistically survive; extract the optimum from the corridors of the
hideously manipulative society,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably immortal Creator; on whose revered
shoulders rested the weight of this entire planet; blended with love; compassion
and mystically blooming forest .
We all must have called someone or the other pompously as SIR during our lives; in
our relentless struggle to grant the most opulently tantalizing food to our
impoverished stomachs,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably invincible Creator; who spawned countless
civilizations deluged with brilliant sunlight; within the single wink of his eye .
We all must have called someone or the other sinfully as SIR during our lives; in our
unrelenting conquest of attaining astronomical power and fame,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably unconquerable Creator; who gave infinite
organisms a chance to exist in symbiotic harmony; with every single of his supremely
everlasting breath .
We all must have called someone or the other worthlessly as SIR during our lives; in
our intransigently augmenting search for pleasure; seduction and alluring happiness,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably Omnipotent Creator; melanged land with
unsurpassably towering mountains as well as tantalizingly tangy sea bed soil .
We all must have called someone or the other viciously as SIR during our lives; in our
endless march forward to metamorphose each of our wishes into an absolute reality,

2. But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably Omniscient Creator; who created man as the
most ingenious being on this enamoring planet; showered stringent thunderbolts of
lightening from the sky when the earth headed towards devastating malice .
We all must have called someone or the other baselessly as SIR during our lives; in
our never ending aspiration of stuffing our pockets with glittering gold coin,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably impregnable Creator; who instilled the beats
of heavenly love in every heart alive; merged every religion named his inconspicuous
molecules; into the religion of impeccable humanity .
And we must have called someone or the other lecherously as SIR during our lives; in
our irrevocable urge to sail above the abundantly sparkling skies,
But the ultimate SIR was the irrefutably Omnipresent Creator; who magnificently
articulated the destinies of boundless alive; saw to it that the planet perpetually
maintained its equilibrium of good and evil; with truth and mankind eventually and
forever outnumbering the bad .