VERITABLE DEATH MINE
My mind was like the fulminating volcano; which kept
on passionately erupting; even after the entire earth
had blissfully slept,
My mind was like an uninhibitedly philandering
panther; which thunderously roared each unfurling
second of the day,
My mind was like a turbulently swirling ocean; which
culminated each instant into a flurry of violent
waves,
My mind was like the poignant whirlpool of sand; which
evolved at cyclonic speeds; sweeping across the
fathomless deserts inevitably every afternoon,
My mind was like the blazing inferno; which kept
augmenting to astronomical heights with each nimble
stroke of the brazen wind,
My mind was like the hideously savage vulture; whose
hunger arose the very next moment; after it had just
devoured its previous bit of robust carrion,
My mind was like the indefatigably running spider;
which didn’t rest for even a minuscule minute;
entrenched and wavering amidst the silvery strands of
its web,
My mind was like streaks of white lightening which
profusely enveloped the sky; creating insanely havoc
on the whatever space they fell,
My mind was like infinite clouds sprawled vindictively
in the cosmos; creeping up every day to try and
camouflage vivacious rays of brilliant light,
My mind was like the unstoppably perennial stream;
which leapt and swelled; irrespective of the
acrimonious battalion of barricades that confronted it
in its celestial way,
My mind was like the plane which inexorably kept
flying all its life; without stooping down a fraction;
or caressing the tarmac with its spongy sheath of
wheels,
My mind was like the mystical echo which reverberated
countless number of times; after ephemerally clashing
against the formidably boundless valley,
My mind was like the lethally bouncing striped shark;
which unrelentingly surged forward with hostile
euphoria even in the middle of the perilously gloomy
night,
My mind was like the centuries old grandfather clock;
which continued to tirelessly tick; irrespective of
the most deadliest of holocaust or rain,
My mind was like the deafening thud of the dinosaurs
foot; which kept going on and on for times immemorial;
even after the monster had become remotely obsolete
and wholesomely extinct,
My mind was like the globules golden sweat; which kept
incorrigibly trickling down the arms; even after
applying the most profound balm of stupendously
redolent scent,
My mind was like the unfathomably deep well; which
indeed did have an opening; but there simply seemed no
end,
My mind was like the tangible population; which
perpetually kept increasing as each second unveiled
into a full fledged minute
In the end it is my humble plea to you; O! Almighty
Creator; not to give people a mind like mine; for
although I had developed an intrinsic bondage with its
vagaries over a period of time; for others it could
very well prove to a veritable death mine….