Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

angry young man

I struck my tender fist vociferously against the hard
round globules of indignant anger welled up in my
mighty pounds of fresh air died a gruesome death in my
tapered outlines of my toe fingers took a vice like
grip of the floor,
crimson blood traveled multiple times faster through
my veins,
snow white pearls of my eyes acquired streaks of
corrugated scarlet,
dozens of my teeth clenched themselves to form a
formidable fortress,
infinite hair on my body stood up in hostile acrimony,
the tiny blob of Adams apple oscillated violently like
a parasitic leech,
amber fumes emanated in quick successions from my
a volley of profound abuse escaped through the
luscious envelope of my lips,
gallons of adrenalin flowed intermittently via my
feeble muscles of my persona transited to taut balls
of anguished fervor,
i gnawed my nails raw of rich calcium,
chewed my thumb for times immemorial,
staring unflinchingly at my adversary who had
humiliated me a few hours ago,
had also evaporated traces of exorbitant
felicity that i was
besieged with.

i couldn't bear it any longer,
my entire silhouette radiated with waves of demonic
prompting me to punch stringently with my rock hard
into the supple core of his solar plexus,
evacuating tonnes of air trapped in his flatulent
annihilating forever the ostentation he displayed in
ridiculing the 'THE YOUTH

Submitted: Monday, August 18, 2014

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