PART- I-Reminiscence
Engulfed with sweet tangerine
tingling thoughts of you,
All trickling down in a trooping
tangential discipline within
The ganglionic ‘garbage’ globes
of the indomitable grey goblet,
Densely, pervasively percolating
as deliquescent dulcet dollops,
Pickled to perfection by generous
acidic gallons of acrid separation,
A sage now of an isolated island,
profound with manifold elucidation,
Crystallized dark with the purified and
the rarified of those rambled ravings!
PART II-Returning Reverie
Still the very synopsis of your retrieval
reverie that I relentlessly relish,
Makes it a rejoicing soul inquiry
of a classical cheery theory no fuzzy!
An evergreen fluorescent pigmentation
in a sudden transformation, all
Mushrooming smileys springing back with
creamy cherubic life lilts from the
Sporulated dormant spell so spastic,
rapidly grasping all the humidified warmth
And moistened affection exuding
by your illusion-automated presence,
Barricades of non communication
boring holes with a strong Marxist plea
Of inseparable unison, all the indiscriminately
inundated erosion gleefully
Building and bridging again by this
forethought happening grippingly!
PART-III – Lyrical Letter
As a prelude to your rousingly awaited arrival,
Now temporally accentuated
In sculpting a variegated verbose verses
Of our intricately indulgent intimacy,
With all with the monstrous killing
Spree of Pattinson’s vampire instinct,
To chivalrously cherish our mellifluous meadows
Shared, all terrifically mind-tattooed,
And no-quixotic knightly rescuing the still sharable
Futuristic, no-fictitious, space from extinct;
Verbose warriors with targeted penetration
Impregnating them forever in your delicately
Seasoned thyme and rosemary heartland,
Propelling your arrival to this longing
Barren fallowed never never land,
Instantly mutating it to stupidly
Cupidity struck Newfoundland,
Abound with asaparagy and gingery
Absorbingly amorous passion land!
PART-IV- Glitches, a Love Reassurance
With heaps of hopes wrapped in all those
Tiny tactile verbal warriors in strong dose,
Imprinted with tonnes of hues and tunes,
Of unsaid yearnings and unheard melodies,
On the frail and lifeless yet cryptic cellulose,
Bearing all reunion remedies
for our desolation maladies,
Invincibly uploading all these
heart musical mélange
Into the electronic page, as soft as
your solange bosom,
The hope laden omen gets
a horrendous twist out of the blues,
Just buzzed the SEND button
to render you my soul stirring craft
Bubbling “Oo”s like scoops of scrap,
flashing wickedly my screen
Barbarously displaying,
”Oops, server error occurred and
Your email not sent “, l
ike a seismographic tremor was
My shaken self, mind of the
doomsday Nostradamus,
Instantly and nonchalantly
recuperating with a magical Messi flick
Only to staggeringly survive
with your rhapsodically revival hopes!
My mind as stern and firm of the Nazi dictator,
Pronouncing with an arrogant grin.,
All the glitches in the Google
Dare not a dampening debacle
Of our eternal clasps and clutches,
as we are a super duper soul couple,
Engraved even in gravest of the graves
As unison beyond all comprehension!
” Love Bug v. Google Glitch ” is the latest gem to be recovered and to come under the jewellers’ glass for re-examination. The over-arching impression,I get , is that it is Joycean in scope and in its unrivalled, pure, audacity of ambition. This is a form of the poetic art not such to be read as to immerse oneself in.