I spoke a blatantly incorrigible "NO"; when the unconventional society manipulatively cajoled me to leave my poetry and do an obnoxiously mundane office
job instead,
I spoke a congenial "PLEASE"; when I wanted to be wholesomely with my beloved; wanted to uninhibitedly admire her and infact she wanted to mélange with the
glittering and star studded party,
I spoke a pathetically morose "SORRY"; when I had committed a blunder at home; broken my neighbors glass pane; with the obdurate cricket ball I was tossing
wildly in my hands,
I spoke an audaciously domineering 'EXCUSE ME"; when I was being irascibly poked in the cumbersomely long queue; and each time I as I felt my number had finally arrived at the ticket counter; somebody else barged in forcibly; disrupting all my fun,
I spoke a compassionate "THANK YOU"; when the things I insatiably desired; were delivered at lightening speeds on my feathered doorstep,
I spoke an inevitable "YES"; when the girl of my dreams; the divinely charisma of my perceptions; invited me to embark on a shopping spree of the contemporarily fabulous city,
I spoke a supremely cordial "HELLO"; when I met a person for the first time in my life; didn't know the slightest as regards his uncanny persona,
I spoke an inadvertently embarrassing "IDIOT"; when the imbecile donkey standing in the middle of the street; intractably refused to budge an inch to the side; no matter how stringently I blew the horn of my monstrous automobile,
I spoke an overwhelmingly agitated "STOP"; when the battalion of sordid mosquitoes hovering around my ear; unrelentingly buzzed a flurry of pertinently
discordant tunes,
I spoke an ebulliently exhilarated "RUN"; when my friend was just about to commence the race; the bellicose pistol shots punctured still carpets of
air triggering its start,
I spoke a superlatively commanding "SLEEP"; to the innocuously stubborn child; who kept playing with his toy; even well past after wee hours of the midnight,
I spoke a mischievously flirtatious "HI"; at witnessing a voluptuous damsel on the solitary streets; that is after she winked at me with a tantalizingly playful nod of her head,
I spoke a timidly submissive "PARDON ME"; when I couldn't catch the indispensable words which the professor blurted; the very sentences which could
surely arrive in the next day's deplorable exam paper,
I spoke a tumultuously volatile "I LOVE YOU"; when the only girl I loved; the queen of my hearts seemed to be drifting far away from me into a land of alien
paradise,
I spoke a thunderously loud "SHUT UP"; when a cheeky intruder kept interrupting my conversation; disturbed my astronomical bouts of concentration; when I was
blissfully communicating with my Omniscient Creator,
I spoke an infuriatingly abashing "RASCAL"; when the men I had stationed to guard my mother from perilously lurking evil; were found dreamily dozing in the peak
of brilliant afternoon; with a basket of peeled banana skins loitered sloppily around their feet,
I spoke a tearfully dolorous "BYE''; when my beloved was going for a few days to her maternal home; and an ocean of agony oozed out poignantly from
my heart and eye,
I spoke a convivially eloquent "BON APPETITE"; when I sat with my friend fir nocturnal dinner; with an appetizing fleet of sumptuous delicacies lying right before me; sizzling ravishingly into my eyes,
I said an inexorably euphoric "ENJOY"; when I saw the impetuously flamboyant youngster dancing rampantly on the dance floor; swishing his body in nimble harmony with the seductive moonlight,
I said an unprecedentedly formal "NICE TO MEET YOU"; when my brief discourse with the Minister ended; and I had manipulatively extracted from his mouth the exact string of words I had actually dreamt of,
And I spoke a mystically Omnipotent "ALLAH"; every morning as I jolted off from heavenly sleep; every night as I bid farewell to the world for a short time;
and all those moments when I was confronted with inexplicable quandaries in life; when life seemed to be a gruesomely unfathomable turmoil.
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1 God - Poems on God , Creator - volume 3
PoetryA ramification of the innumerable Omnipotent fragrances of life that I , Nikhil Parekh , have smelt by the grace of God - I'm grateful to him for enlightening me about his chapters of invincible creation and considering me worthy enough to describe...