My unique universe

Want to fit in, in my own house,

evidently I hate to stand out

Cupboards bursting with stuff,

all surfaces occupied of course

Bookcases crammed with books,

I had to sort out, by hook or crook

Few wait to be read, but unlikely,

a putative scenario appears ugly

Articles accrued over d’ years,

I’m truly scared how to dispose

A wish winks to get rid of some,

It’s a tricky art, not well known

Each one seems to have a reason,

to be retained, not to be thrown

I’ve fancy costumes, yet to be worn,

stored till worn out at folds & torn

It’s pretty shameful really to admit,

 items never used, but I preserve it

Unwanted objects hanging around,

in my cozy little home, what I found

Heap of garments, piles of clothes,

dozens of buckets, several bath tubs

Undue emotions, affinity tagged,

to get rid of d’ stuffs thus so hard

To part with presents a delicate act,

wrap spiky tendrils, round my heart

 gifts get gathered against my wish,

as if bacterial culture in a Petri dish

DVDs, cell phones, pen drives, pens,

accumulated enough, make me tense

Sets of saucers, several cooking pans,

utensils, crockery, cups and spoons

Just a hoarding, of no practical use,

occupy space, wasting energy huge

U never know, when‘s a necessity,

so right away, you cannot throw it

 Piling up articles, on the contrary,

may need to open up an art gallery

If I happen to hire a capacious truck,

able to dispose of a truckload of junk

I know in d’ end, things have to go,

yet squeeze my life steady & slow

Took an oath, no more accumulation,

I aspire a tidy, neat, peaceful home

Articles spread all over, so disgusting

 tolerated with a pinch, it’s quite vexing

 Wish genesis of an unique universe,

no possessions, granted use of course

A big dig to other side of d’ earth

No calls, neither messages,

chocked all channels of access?

Gone far away,

marched much ahead,

to d’ other side of d’ world!

I assigned birds’ chirping,

to your cell number

D’ melodious chirping,

from earth surface disappeared

Messages drafted, deleted,

U stayed disconnected

As if I’m in south pole, U in north,

  that’s d’ other side of d’ earth

Telepathy only way of contact,

I’m no over enthusiast

Articles drop from your hand,

U miss me, in d’ unknown land

To gulp food, of course turn tough,

U upset with incessant hiccups!

Discern-so often U’re recalled,

ought to have d’ queer episode

I’m curious to visit d’ antipode,

But yet to find a proper road

Mind drifted to d’ unknown land,

a territory, in the earth’s end!

Convinced U dwell in other side,

so the project of a big dig

 Dig a mysterious hole in ground,

till d’ precious jewel’s found

Went with shovel, spade, crowbar,

to the lonely fields in backyard

Restlessly kept on digging a hole,

for several days nights together

Discovered an abyss at a point,

know not goes to which joint

To throw U a rope amply curious,

for your firm grip in far recess

But U, in d' distant destination,

 utterly unaware of my intention

Strategy altered, I need to come,

to trace U in world unaccustomed

A thrilling expedition, here I go,

to get somewhere!, I don’t know

jumped to d’ abyss, I’m through,

certainly to a place, close to U

Waited so long, U never came,

thus I’m in this perilous game

A crazy meet, in an odd location,

in vast expanse of Pacific ocean?

 U’re my precious treasure,

to dig u out, it's my pleasure

Ought to reach U, some day,

in a desert or midst of a bay