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Having Fun

When the clouds in the cosmos wanted to have some fun;
they clashed playfully against each other; fomenting
heavenly droplets of liquid to tumble down in
rhapsodic frenzy,

When the waves in the undulating ocean wanted to have
some fun; they rose and fell merrily with the
exuberant breeze; culminating into a festoon of
magnificently sparkling froth as they dissipated on
the silver sands,

When the battalion of boisterous frogs wanted to have
some fun; they bounced and frisked ebulliently after
midnight; inundating the perpetually still atmosphere
with their brazenly croaking voice,

When the solitary palms wanted to have some fun; they
embedded themselves to unprecedented limits beneath
majestic soil; thunderously clapped thereafter; to
sprinkle the granules in unanimous tandem,

When the fleet of fountain pens wanted to have some
fun; they sketched overwhelmingly funny contours of
their masters; emptying the blotted ink wholesomely on
his tyrannically wretched face,

When the bells in the dilapidated castle wanted to
have some fun; they commenced to nostalgically
reverberate; drowning in sheer ecstasy of the
euphorically tinkling sound,

When the bland glasses of water wanted to have some
fun; they deliberately stumbled when offered to the
unsuspecting visitor; drenching him disdainfully from
head to toe with their clammy caress,
When the sonorously serious eyelids wanted to have
some fun; they winked incessantly at passerby's;
making them the inevitable darling of every
flirtatious heart,

When the army of mischievous red ants wanted to have
some fun; they surreptitiously clambered up the
mammoth elephant's trunk; evoking him to thereby
collapse helplessly towards pathetically cold ground,

When the morbidly aloof spider wanted to have some
fun; it indefatigably ran up and down the periphery of
its web; eventually deciding to perch on the honey
coated biscuit placed by the luxuriously plush
bedside,

When the conglomerate of lifelessly sprawled rubber
bands wanted to have some fun; they stretched
themselves to the most unfathomable limits; then
contracted like a bullet in the robustly soft palms,

When the telephone wanted to have some fun; it
pertinently rang in wee hours of the night; wrecking
the spuriously rich politician from the realms of
perennial sleep,

When the scorched tongue wanted to have some fun; it
rampantly blurted out a string of baseless
terminologies; kept chanting a baseless volley of
expletives; even as the insurmountably corrupt
business tycoon beside bathed in an ocean of
exasperated sweat,

When the hideously gleaming razor wanted to have some
fun; it ruthlessly scraped across the sergeant's
moustache when he was in deep sleep; rendering him
with only minuscule bits of his most treasured
possession; as he awoke to the first unfurling of the
morning light,

When the obdurate cricket balls wanted to have some
fun; it horrendously hurled itself towards the
dacoit's window; jerking him as well as the police
from the corridors of divinely relaxation,

When the hordes of timid mice wanted to have some fun;
they indiscriminately nibbled through colossal bundles
of currency notes; stripping the sanctimoniously
nefarious minister of his evil wealth and non-existent
charm,

When the coalition of rambunctiously chirping birds
wanted to have some fun; they emptied their
unsurpassably stuffed morning bowels; on the
diabolical terrorist's breakfast plate,

When the toweringly gargantuan grandfather clock
wanted to have some fun; it slipped back by a complete
hour; smiled a trifle as the preposterously busy city
was engulfed with a chaotic frenzy; with sane
individuals running towards office in a jiffy; without
a garment on their body,

And when I wanted to have some fun; all I did was to
inadvertently stumble into the lap of my mother; peck
on her cheeks; tie up her hair into boundless knots;
then snore celestially in her palms shrugging all
concerns of the mercenary world; once again embracing
impeccable childhood; once again embracing those
enchantingly cherished moments when I was a little
child…..

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.

poem by Nikhil Parekh
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