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Nature

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Autumn is the guerdon
Of the faerylands forlorn
To e'lan the minion
Of the canyon.

Spring is the wing

Of the saturation bombing

That marks the opening

Of the petting.

Summers honey breath
Is the perianth
Of the hyacinth
For the dreaming earth.

Wintry fort
Is a cold comfort
For the disport
Of a bit of skirt.

Love

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Love is a hyacinth
Of the lovesmith
For the zenith
Of the mirth.

Lolita's lovelife

Is a strife

For many a life

Without tophy wife.

The burning tutsan

Of the fancy-woman

Fires the e'lan

Of the fancy-man.

Kamdev's show

Is the sacred cow

For the inflow

Of the farrow.

The incense of Mary's sight

Is a vital feelings of delight

Over the fatal feelings of delight

For the knight.

Poet

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The earth is a pearly gates
And place of genial spirits
Where wises drink to the lees
And avoid evil eyes.

To know the mood

Of the nimrod

Is the food

Of the shaping blood.
The immortality
Of the celebrity
Pierces the ebriety
Of the falsity.

To arouse sensation

To a man without vision

Is the illation

Of the poetic logion.
Poetic life is an influx
Of the billet-doux
Where the minx and the phlox
Triplex the silex of the sphinx.

The parable,panache and pastiche

Perfume the poetic psyche.

The pitta paysage of the seethe

Splashes the sprout of the soothe.
Poetic poise and treatise
Enliven a headhorse.
Terse muse and abstruse
Put the saddle on the right horse.

Life

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Life is a meadow
Laden with hallow
That harrowes the inflow
Of the bellow.

To hallow and mellow

Is a sacred cow

That tows the bow

Of the callow.

Prize idiot is he

Who loathes the pastiche

Of the Psyche

To soothe the seethe.

The mercury of the luminary

Is ever sophistry

For the declamatory

Of the sorcery.
Life as a leprechaun
Leavens the lyncean
Of the libertarian
For melioration.

Love

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The labour of love
Is a treasure-trove
Like Aladdin's love
For Soni's grove.

Drink a dram

Of the demagogue dam

To have a gleam

Of the wetdream.
Marriage is the wastage
Of Phoebe's paysage
Like the pillage
Of the personage.

The shrill delight

Of Radha's rosy sight

Is the transparent might

Like many a voice of one delight.
Meera's fire
For her esquire
Is a solitaire
For the repertoire.

Shakuntala's love

Is hand in glove

With the delusive

For lurve's grove.

Creator

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Keats' misery
Is the treasury
Of cock-and -bull story
For the luminary.

&
Cowper's viper
Hampers the helper
Where lies the caper
Of the whooper.

&
Tamburlaine's dream
Is an epigram
Like the gem
Of the dam.

&
Gardiner's order
Works wonder
For the order
Of the gander.

&
The wither and higher
Hang together
For the zither
Of the calligrapher.

Ayush

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Ayush is an ambush
Of the anguish
To abolish the trash
Of the waggish.

&
Ayush is an admonlsh
Against the piggish
That replenishes the varnish
Of the poetic lush.

&
To thrive the wave
Of thepoetic grove
Is Ayush's labour of love
For sake of platonic love.

&
To indite the exquisite
Of the perquisite
Without spite
Is Ayush's sprite.

&
To peruse the recluse
Is the espouse
Of Ayush's muse
To put the saddle on the right horse.

Obema

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Obema is the petunia
Of the Kenya,
A land of xenomania,
Blooming in The U.S.A
With this melomania
To remove the malaria
And the filaria
Of the earthly curia
For the gloria
Of the latria
As an ambrosia,
cassia,bursa,
And ,above all,an eudaemonia.

Poet

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The melodious violin
Enchains the tocsin
Of the larrikin
With might and main.

&
Altruism and euphemism
Esteem poetic hebraism.
Aphorism sung for animism
Embalms the chasm.

&
The enigma,facetiae and genre
Heal the infidel's conjecture
That enrich the oeuvre
Of the father figure.

&
The racy style and luculent parlance
Postil poet's poetic pertinence.
The iridescence of the inflorescence
Entices for exuberance.

The Calligrapher

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

O Calligrapher!
Glitter like butter
And sprinkle the caper of the pamper
Of the first water.

&
Life is a pea souper,
Milk and water
For the hacky writer
Unlike the calligrapher.

O Equestrian!
Go on excursion.
Explore exhilaration
From earthly glaciation.

O Gander !
Be poetic philander.
The mild yoke as a lovelier flower
Shimmers in sun and shower.

&
A guardian angel of the world
Is as good as gold
That flips lid
The eyelid of many a stupid.

Melancholy

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Misery is the treasury
Of the would-be-glory
That lays ivory
For a lap of luxury.

&
Solitude as the wisdom
Of the buxom
Embosoms the taproom
Of the poem.

&
Tribulation is the ideation
Of the camelion
For her moon
On this canyon.

&
The glitern of the tribulation
Beats down the taloon
Of the pretension
From the dungeon.

Tribulation

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The glittern of tribulation
Beats down the talon
Of the pretension
From the dungeon.

&
The ruling passion
Is the purification
If laden
With tribulation.

&
Erudition is the son
Of the good samaritan
That beats down the tribulation
Of the egalitarian.

&
Affliction and tribulation
Embolden the erudition
Of the game person
For invocation.

Good

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The pamper of the pauper
Hampers the temper
Of the earthly viper
For sake of whooper.

&
The sweets of success
Is ever hilarious
Only for that pious
Tastes the obnoxious.

&
The golden lightning of life
Is a cloud of fire
And a knife
For the strife.

Good

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The pamper of the pauper
Hampers the temper
Of the earthly viper
For sake of whooper.

&
The sweets of success
Is ever hilarious
Only for that pious
Tastes the obnoxious.

&
The golden lightning of life
Is a cloud of fire
And a knife
For the strife.

Bad

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Nip in the bud
Is Herod's cud.
The garland of brigand
Disbands the bland.

&
The wound of the jocund
Propounds the obtund
Of the moribund
From this aground.

&
The pests of society
Is the nebulosity
Of the falsity
By the duplicity.

&
Hussy and hypocrisy
Are the aquosity
That autopsy the glossy
Of the luminosity.

Season

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The spring stum
Is the odeum
To trim the chum
For prothalamium.

&
The spring festivity
Is the pretty of the totty
To woo the puberty
For fertility.

&
Summer's honey breath
Is the perianth
Of the hyacinth
For the dreaming earth.

Poet

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The immortality
Of the celebrity
Pierces the ebriety
Of the falsity.

&
The passion flower
Of the rhetor
Is to deflower
The deceiver.

&
To put up a good fight
Is the writers might
For the thrilling yacht
Of the spiritual sight.

&
To pierce the arrest
Is the acid test
Of the artist
For the goalpost.

Idiot

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Prize idiot is he
Who loathes the pastiche
Of the psyche
To soothe the seethe.

&
Labour under an illusion
Is the deliration
Of the demon
For sending in the seventh heaven.

&
The madrigal of the mongrel
Mauls the model
Of the genteel
For the infernal.

The Winter

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Wintry smirk
Is the donkey work
Unlike the fancy work
Of the stork.

&
Wintry nullipara
Is the cobra
For the aura
Of cainozoic era.

&
Wintry shade
Is the escapade
Like the threnode
Of the bride.

&
Wintry nebulosity
Stirs the flirty
Of the celebrity
For the hilarity.

The Hacky Writer

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The hacky writer
Tatters
The chatter
Of the pastmaster
In the name of the dexter
Of the forecaster
Like the cloudy weather
Of the ether
That stutters
In the name of glitter.

The Philander

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The philander
Plunders
The provender
Of the fonder
And surrenders
The order
Of his gander
To keep under
The blunder
Of the ponder
Like an elder
For ever.

Good Samaritan

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Erudition is the son
Of the good samaritan
Who beats down the tribulation
Of the egalitarian.

&
Expiation as the weapon
Of the yeoman
Enlivens the stygian
In favour of good samaritan.

&
The caper of the pamper
Is the temper of the pauper
That is proper
For the whooper.

Notorious

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The cold-blooded murder
Rides rough-shod over
Like Satan's prayer
For Lucifer.

&
Hunt for clamour
Falls under favour
Of Lucifer
For ever.

&
To yearn for apple-pie order
Keeps the wolf from the door
And casts a spell over
The earthly palaver.

&
The caper of the toper
Tampers the tripper
Like the tatter
Of the trimmer.

The Luminary

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The mercury of the luminary
Is ever sophistry
For the declamatory
Of the sorcery.

&
Success and failure
Bloom humanly nature.
The baptism by fire
Is life's cynosure.

&
The pyrrhic victory
Of the luminary
Harries the heraldry
Of the cloudy gantry.

Fallacy

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Cry for the moon
Is the ruling passion
Of the quadroon
For perdition.

&
Castles in the air
Is rarely fair
That stirs en clair
The souvenir.

&
Life is a pasturage,
Divulges the dirge of the surge.
It is a drudge
If lacks vision of presage.

Impostor

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The sinister of the nectar
Toiters like saunter
Whose green -eyed monster
Is as dull as ditch water.

&
The fetor of the suitor
Is the temblor of the impostor
Like the captor
Of the caluminator.

&
The palter of the procurer
Glitters like trimmer
Whose milk and water
Drives the stunner into corner.

Indignant

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Red rag to a bull
Is ever awful
Of the ghoul
For the soul.

&
An arm of flesh
Diminishes the anguish
Of the raffish
Through the slush.

&
Left-handed complement
Is always incoherent
For the hierophant
By the indignant.

The Explorer

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The stellar ocular
Of the stunner
Wages war
In a tight corner.

&
Pauper is that tripper
Who lacks poetic caper
And hampers the pamper
Of the nest of the whooper.

&
The explorer of the pater noster
Holds water
Of a peal of laughter
Even in deep water.

Personage

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Nimiety of knowledge
Is the pasturage of the personage
Like the foliage
Of the tutelage.

&
Dirge is the surge
Of the personsge
For the sabotage
Of the pillage.

&
Blend and contend
Distend the garland
For the moribund
Of the mankind.

The Sinister

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The milk and water
In the name of pater noster
Of the off-kilter
Is as dull as ditch water.

&
The green-eyed monster
Of the sinister
Shatters the chatter
Of the pastmaster.

&
The stutter of the quitter
Enfetters the aster
Of the youngster
That glitters like tatter.

The Duffer

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The duffer is the Lucifer
For the heifer
Ever fonder for warmonger
Pilfers manly chamber.

&
The whacker of the slacker
Is the pecker for the joker
In disguise of the cocker
To create bicker.

&
The clatter of the palter
Runs wild as a rafter
Of the tatter
Like an off-kilter.

Mind

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The whirlwind
Of the mind
Leaves behind
The glaring mankind.

&
Majuli's mind
Transcends the whirlwind
Of lovewind
For mankind.

&
The mind of the reverand
Befriends the bund
Of the brigand
For the dividend.

Tribulation

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Tribulation as the weapon
Spins a yarn
For purification
From saturnalian.

&
The kiln of tribulation
Runs wild with affirmation
To avoid the aberration
From the dungeon.

&
The singer of the plebeian
Is ever in the seventh heaven.
The nightingale of the heaven
Spins a yarn of tribulation.

Humour

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Good humour
Is the couple colour
Of the odour
Of the litterateur.

&
Enamour paramour
And scour the odour
Of her good humour
At the eleventh hour.

&
The enamour of the good humour
Is the savour of the larkspur;
Runs wild without fear or favour
Like the proneur of the litterateur.

The Angel

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The archangels of the chapel
Propel the infidel
And impel the kennel
Like the vowel of the philomel

&
The zezetic
As a quixotic
Is ever sarcastic
For the phrenetic.

&
The besmirch of the heresiarch
Reproaches the patriarch
With this view to breach
The preach of divine stich.

The Evil

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The chapel is the cell
Of the churl
Where the arousal of the angel
Is crucial for ecstatical.

&
The idol of the ideal
Is ever ill
To remove the peril
Of the irrational.

&
Remodel the reprisal
Of the raptorial
For the revival
Of the venal.

Desipience

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The eloquent encomiast
Elicits the estreat
Of the knight
As a left handed complement.

&
The germs of the plague
Bloom at the stage
Where the forage of the pillage
Encages the personages.

&
The dalliance of the durance
Educes the desipience
That pierces the iridescence
Of the prudence.

Rhetor

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The palmy days of the rhetor
Is a lovelier flower.It is a safflower
Blooms in sun and shower.

&
The towers of a lovelier flower
Bloom in sun and shower
Like the vernal shower
For the viewer.

O Bibulous!
Drink a draught of bounteous
And avoid the bumptious
For sake of ingenuous.

The Poet

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The mounds of the poetic bund
Obtund the mound
Of the hound
As a moribund.

&
The garlands of waveband
Transcend pretend
Of the brigand
Behind mankind.

&
In season and out of season
Is that egalitarian
Who enlivens the e'lan
For elaboration.

The Man of Spirit

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The errands of the brigand
Disband the garland
And impend the mankind
As moribund.

&
The philia and the lobelia
Bloom like bacehanalia
Where saturnalia
Runs wild with ballerina.

&
Sikander of the philander
Bewilders the gander
And works wonder
Like a slender.

God

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The sage and the personage
Encage the pillage
For the presage
Of the tutelage.

&
The germs of the labefaction
Lie in lachrymation
That is the omen
Of malediction.

&
Fallacy and flagrancy
Fancy the insolvancy
Of the nacromancy
Against the abbacy.

The Coward

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

O Coward!
Distribute the custard of the bastard
And astound the courtyard
Of the disregard.

&
Pollard is the orchard
For want of the sward.
Disregard is the award
Only for the coward.

&
A Rolland for an Oliver
Tripovers the skiver
Of the deceiver
For ever.

The Big Cheese

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The wound of the mound
Propounds the rebound
Of the hound
For the jocund.

&
Depend and expend
Fend for garland
And blend the legend
For contend.

&
Append and blend
Contend for distend
The manly errand
For the maund's jocund.

Ideal

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The grovel of the gavel
Is a fuel for the ferial
That enthrats the heliacal
Of the ethical.

&
Capital idea is the scar
Of the humanly ocular
That wages war
Against the piacular.

&
The caper of the pamper
Is the temper of the pauper
That is proper
For the whooper.

The Crook

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The fury of the flummery
Is ever depreciatory
Like the delusory
Of the elusory.

&
Travesty the animosity
Of the heterogeneity
That pierces the congruity
Of the dainty.

&
Blue monday of the castaway
Wends its way.
It gainsays the heyday
Of the popinjay.

Black Sheep

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The cudgels of the hell
Entrammel the mongrel
And impel the genteel
To embrace its model.

&
The gavel and the mongrel
Are the tercel of the kennel
Who shrivel the smell
Of the genteel.

&
Ametropia is the muse,
Quiet as a mouse,
Suffers a reverse
As a wild goose chase.

Father-figure

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

To lend a hand
Propounds the jocund
Mound of the mankind
For the wound.

&
The paucity of the motivity
Travesties the declivity
Of the parity
For want of magnanimity.

&
To suffer a reverse
Is an earthly curse.
It is a primrose of the chersonese
That flogs a head horse.

The Paragon

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The fluxion of the laceration
Frowns at the fortification
Of the fustion
For the melioration.

&
The mound of the mankind
Redounds the state of moribund
Behind the mound
Of the reverend.

&
The thuds of the dud
Emend the errand
And engarland the legend
Beyond the mound of the maund.

The Bad Blood

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Lachrymation of the mignon
Is the monition
Of the emersion
For the malversation.

&
Impassion the chapfallen
Of the earthly galleon
And pop a vein
Against the goblin.

&
The fragrance of the inflorescence
Lies in the fierce.
The seeda of the transcendence
Lies in desinence.

Life

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The life of a game person
Is a treasure of the sun
That bursts up on
With perdition.

&
Life as an excursion
Of the excitation
Leavens the execration
For execution.

&
The gust of life
And the surge of wife
Bloom as the knife
Of the strife.

The Draconian

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The anguishes of the mawkish
Brandish the impoverish
And abolish the blemish
Of the lampish.

&
The mawkishes of the knavish
Impoverish the lavish
And garnish the harsh
Against the hierarch.

&
The roguishes of the labyrinth
Scrunch the screech
Of the fetish
For the knavish.

The Jolterhead

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The fustian notion
Of the draconian
Demeans the paean
Of the good samaritan.

&
The screed of the star-crossed
Prods the Oread
And stirs the stilted
World of the soft-head.

&
The terrain is a dungeon
For the demon
Where the deliration
Empoisons the paragon.

Big Gun

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The acumen and the energyman
Beat down the warren
Of the umpteen
To send in the seventh heaven.

&
The ruling passion
Of the leprechaun
For the paragon
Is beyond beggar's description.

O Soul !
Befoul the ghoul.
Maul the numskull
To make it nonpareil.

The Game Person

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Better than ever
Is that windhover
Who broods over
To quiver of the believer.

&
To crow over
Broods over
The skiver
For tripover.

&
To quiver
Is silver
For the shiver
For ever.

Aim of Life

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Life is a meadow
Laden with hallow
That harrowes the inflow
Of the bellow.

&
Life is a mellow
That burrowes the aglow
Of the hallow
Against the bellow.

&
The preach of the putsch
Nourishes the mulish
For the skirmish
Against the parish.

Fad

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

To hallow and mellow
Is a sacred cow
That tows the bow
Of the callow.

&
To kowtow
Is a glow
Of the callow
For the hallow.

&
Mealy-mouthed fellow
Harrowes the inflow
Of the hallow
For the aglow of the callow.

Love

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Love-conscience

Is the fragrance

Of the fianc�

In all conscience.

Lovely grace

Bears no malice

With the efface

For the exuberance.

Love�s dance

Is at variance

With tour de force

For trance.

CUPID

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The rat race

For Athena�s grace

Is a saving grace

Of the fianc�.

O Cupid

Embrace the flaccid

Of the nymphalid

With the torrid.

The motley lovey -dovey

Keeps under lock and key

The brass-monkey

For the valley of the turkey.

ERATO

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The swelling mango

Of the Erato

Fires the tornado

Of the helio.

The silver sphere

Is the spire

Of the philtre

For joie de vivre.

Lolita�s life life

Is a strife

For many a life

Without tophy wife.

AMATIVE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The wave of Erato-grove

Stirs the sleeve

Of the amative

For free -love.

Love - conscience

Is at variance

With the misalliance

For dalliance

The fatale�s gale

Is even musicale

For the dale

Of the fantacle .

BRIDE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Love�s taproom

Embosoms the gloom

Of the rock-bottom

For the groom.

To inhume

The ill-fame

Is the acme

Of Love�s game.

To supersede the tide

Of the gaypride

Is the beautitude

Of the bride.

VALENTINE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Lovely lilt

Shapes spirit

Of the nitwit

For its intuit.

Lovely flirty
Is an odour ofsanctity For the Juvenility

Of the femineity.

Thalia�s erogenous zone

Is the philosopher�s stone

For the punchline

Of her valentine.

LAUGHTER

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

To see stars

Sears the scars
Of donkey year

For lovely nectars.

Love-lorn disaster

Of the youngster

Is as dull as ditch water

Even amidst the aster.

To cross the disaster

For her trimester

Is the laughter
Of Jupiter.

HER ROSARIUM

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The rosarium�s cadmium

Is an elysium

Like the delirium

Of the prothalamium.

To kiss the clitoris

Stirs the penis

For the metempsychosis

Of the Nemesis

The motley rays

Of the starry fays

Incites the halcyon days

For fore - plays.

ODEUM

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

To face the music

For the erotic

Is ever noetic

For the poetic.

The alburnum stum

Of the epithalamium

Excels the odium

Of the rosarium.

The purest ray serene

Of Melpomene

Is a pastoral eglantine

For a soldier of fortune .

HER TURF

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The thriving turf

Of the staring scarf

Stirs the surf

Even on the wharf.

The vagina of Diana

Needs the corona

Of Vulcan�s banana

For the manna .

The knocking shop

Of the trollop

Breeds the crop

Of the nincompoop.

PASSION

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The temptress� passion

Is a malediction

For the ruling passion

Of a man of recognition.

The cant of the cunt

Is a paramount

For the emolument

Of the savant.

LOVEOLOGY

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The catchy raunchy

With the gynarchy

Is the calligraphy

Laden with ethnography.

To make merry

Is the lap of luxury

For the sultry

Of Mercury.

The loveology

Is the doxology

Of the clergy

For the ecology.

GRACE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Love�s balm

Overwhelms qualm

For the embalm

Of the poetic haulm.

To ride a storm

With lovely charm

Affirms the elfin-storm .

With the deiform.
The saving grace
Of Love�s preface
Is beyond the resting place
Of the grimace.

THE MATING SEASON

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The mating season
Is the ruling passion

Of Urania�s pinion

For parturition.
The odour of the ardour
Enamours the paramour
To honour the proneur
Without fear or favour .

SAVOUR

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The wine of the nocturne

As the punch line

Stirs the erogenous zone

Of the woebegone
The odour of the lark-spur
Stirs the affaire d�amour
Of the suitor
In sun and shower .

To inhale the fetor

And to exhale the savour

Is the odour

Of affaire d�amour .

WED-LOCK

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

To unlock the wed - lock
Is to suck the stock
Of the star - struck
For the shack of the holly-hock .

O Clever Dick !

Suck the love-sick

To smack the shell- shock

Of the wed-lock .
Blinking and bonking
Bloom the blessing .
That drags the paling
Of the heart rending .

LOVE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Fore- play as the may

Of the gay

Wends its way

For the heyday .
To save the wave
Of labour of love
Salves the grove
Of Jove .

LOVE-WAVE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Love is the wave

Of the fox- glove

To sleeve

The eve of the amative.
The blessing of life
Is the love life
Like the tophy wife
Of the grey life .

O Cupid !

Ask for a lady�s hand

To have a Lethan flood

For Ceres� custard.

FRAGRANCE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The alpine love
Absolves the grove
Of the pensive
For labour of love.

The whirlwind

Of Jupiter�s kind

Frames of mind

Of the love blind.
The Love - race
Is the fragrance
Of the florescence
For inflorescence.

BRIDE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The winking bride

Derides the gaypride

For the nude

Of the prude.
To fuck
Is the shack
Of the wedlock
For gimcrack.

HURST

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The lovely gust

Of beauty and beast

Stirs the choralist

For the love - nest.
To kiss the dust
For the hurst
Is the nest
Of the protagonist.

O Einstein !

Set in the matin

Of Terpsichore�s terrain

For green welkin.

LOVESMITH

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Abortion is the profanation
Of the amazon
Against the sanctification
Of the sermon .

The pandle girdle

Fondles Phoebus� penile

For the puddle

Of the caboodle.
Lovelorn faith
Is a living death
For the sheath
Of lovesmith

The blooming philomel

Impels the gavel

For the model

Of her umbel.

LOVE -CONSCIENCE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

O Dowsabel !
Impel the wastrel
With the umbel
For the revel.

The staring alluring

Is life- enhancing

For the blessing

Of the blue-stocking
Urvasi�s winking region
Is the meridian
For the tavern
Of love-lorn.

THRILL

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Dressed to kill

Is Fanny�s iron- will

For the hill

Of the thrill.
Love�s hood
Is ever good
For the mood
Of the brood.

Her duo lovelier flowers

Glitters like star showers

For the passion flowers

Even in sun and showers.

LOVENEST

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The lovearchy
Is the calligraphy
Of the gynarchy
For ethnography.

The hideous rage

Is the paysage

Of the sexage

For the forage.
To digest her gust
Is the acid test
Of the flirst
For love-nest.

CHARADE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Lovelorn canticle

Of the fantacle

Is a vicious circle

For the debacle.
The river-foe�s shade
Is a tirade
For the charade
Of her pulchritude.

TROGON

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Love - spirit

Is an introit

Of the intuit

For the hermit.
Trogon�s tracery
Is a lap of luxury
Like the feretory
Of the gyniolatry.

Menka�s lily white face

Is a saving grace

For the concupiscence

In all conscience.

LOVE-WIND

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

To deface the grimace
For the florescence
Is the fragrance
Of Iris� iridescence.

The erogenous zone

Of the valentine

Is second to none

For nocturne.
The alluring spring
Marks the opening
For the petting
With the blue-stocking.

To lend a hand

For love-wind

Is the whirlwind

Of mankind.
Meera�s love-lustre
Is chef d� oeuvre
Beyond the core
Of caricature.

SUITOR

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Trollop�s tactile

Stirs the penile

Of the gracile

For the facsimile .
To wive the sieve
With labour of love
Sleeves the grove
Of earthly Jove.

The odour of the larkspur

Stirs the affaire d�amour

Of the suitor

Even in sun and shower.
Love�s laughter
Slaughters the rafter
Of milk and water
For patertoiter .

RAGE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The vaginal rage

Is all the rage

For the forage

Of the sage.
Mercury�s trimester
Holds water
For a peal of laughter
Of Jupiter.

Davy Jone�s locker

Is the lekker

Of the slacker

Without Love�s worker.
The burning tempest
Of the protagonist
Affirms the flirst
Of beauty and beast.

PETTING

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The ogle of Oestrus

Makes suitors unconscious

Like the odorous

Of the Zeus
The randy floozy
Is the frenzy
For the tizzy
Of the fizzy.

The fragrant eyot

Of the flesh pot

Hits the jackpot

Of the helot .
The blue-stocking�s petting
Is a saturation bombing
Over the heart-rending
Of the kindling.

THE PILLOW-TALK

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The carroty color

Of Demeter

Stirs the philander

For the knee-trembler.
Phoebe�s peak
Is a beak
To peck the jack
For wedlock.

The fallen women

Is the warren

Against the den

Of the hymen.
The pillow - talk
Is the milky bulk
Of the kins folk
For the lovely chalk.

LOVE- BARD

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Venus� virginity

Is dewy dark obscurity

For the hilarity

Of the flirty .
The more the merrier
Is the pier
Of a high flier
For growing chandelier.

The pigmented orchard

Is the yard

Of the bard

For Love�s custard.

THE LIBERTINE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The lovely - dovey
Is wallow in money
Like the valley
Of the turkey .

The lovely ether

Withers pother

For the zither

Of fairy god - mother.
The burning libido
Of the love - mikado
Hankers after the oglo
Of the gynaeco

`The nocturne�s wine

Is ever fine

For the shrine

Of the libertine.
Love is the sitaphal
For Mahiwal
That gives pluvial
Only for the impartial .

LOVE TOMB

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Lover�s tomb

Is the bomb

For the womb

Of the limb .
The minx�s matrix
Stirs the influx
Of the phoenix
For the billet - doux .

Love�s thrash

Is ever fresh

Like the flash

Of the bush.

THE BENEDICK

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Lovely cheese
Is ever abstruse
Like the incense
Of the divine muse .

The phwoah nautch

Of the butch

Quenches the drench

Of the burning lech.
The benedick�s lovesick
For the crackerjack
Is a thunder- struck
For the pillock .

The fancy work

Is a high water mark

For the donkey work

Of the shirk .

THE SPREE

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The philander�s todger
As a charger
Is ever love monger
For her porringer.

The chequered career

Of the chanticleer

Peers the stunner

As a latin lover .
The pansy twee
Of the lovely glee
Drinks to the lee
For the spree.

The uxorious love life

For the tophy wife

Chafes the strife

Of the tartuffe .

TAVERN

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The belle�s brothel
Blooms as a citadel
Of the dowsabel
For the barbel.

The soft - porn

Is a tavern

For the glittern

Of the highborn .
The sylph�s borough
As a diamond in the rough
Sloughs the ugh
Of the trough.

The peeping puberty

Of the flirty

Is the muliebrity

For the juvenility.

ISABELLA

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The spirituous phallus
Pecks the primiparous
For the meiliferous
Of the magnanimous .

The eternal triangle

Is an ingle

Of the nightingale

For the dingle .
Dog eat dog policy
For gynacecracy
Is the fancy
Of the delicacy .

Isabella�s rosy picture

Is a pasture

For the enrapture

Of the esquire .

Life

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Life is a forage
For the personage
That is the sabotage
Of the espionage.

&
The gloria of the ametropia
Is a malarial utopia.
Drink a drench of the ambrosia
That stirs poetic hyperplasia.

&
Felon is that man
Who cries for the moon
With ruling passion
Without proper vision.

The Poet

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The inrush of its slush
Abolishes the blemish
Of the balderdash
For burnish.

&
The wrenches of the wretch
Smirch the poetic stich
And reproach the preach
Of the hierarch.

&
Life as a leprechaun
Leavens the lyncean
Of the libertarian
For melioration.

Judas Kiss

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Judas kiss and bosom
Disembosom the axiom
And fathom envenom
With the besom.

&
Yielding the palm
Bedims the embalm
Of the haulm
From the holm.

&
Coffins life is a living death
Of the firth of the mirth.
It is a labyrinth
For the earthly hyacinth.

The Sharper

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

The sharper and the shuffler
Swatter and clatter
Like the hacky writer
Known as a penny-a-liner.

&
Catch a tartar
And triumph
The encumber
Of the fiber.

&
The canker of the plonker
Is the banker
Of the pecker
For the Faker.

Spring

by

Dr Arbind Kumar Choudhary

Spring as the philtre
Of natural pourboire
Enraptures the padre
Fide at amore .
Spring is the golden fire
Of natural caricature.
That is the score
Of the parterre.
The spring fanfare
Is the philtre
For the pasture
Of the terpsichore.
The spring azure
Adds fuel to the fire
Of the terpsichore
For the spire.