The dog was mad after the bone; could run any degree

of distance to capsize it in his greedy mouth,

The fish was mad after salty water; was ready to fight

the preposterously mighty shark in order to swim in an

ambience of coral and glistening coral weeds,

The squirrel was mad after the succulently delicious

nut; nibbling it with great fervor after she had

firmly entangled it between her famished jaws,

The vulture was mad after satanic chunks of dead meat;

soared unrelentingly in circles over the morbid

graveyard; all throughout the day and each minute of

the starlit night,

The ant was mad after orphaned bits of fermented

bread; crawling on the same with a whole army of its

friends; tearing apart its body with untamed gusto,

The desert sands were mad after sparkling water; made

the ominous conglomerate of black clouds their best

friends; wailed in unison to shower upon their disastrously parched surface; with torrential sheets

of rain,

The pen was mad after pools of sapphire blue fountain

ink; harbored a perennial desire to embed barren paper

with boundless lines of free verse,

The bird was mad after its cluster of innocuous eggs;

inexorably stayed awake the entire night guarding them

against the tiniest of evil; imparting them the

compassionate warmth to hatch into mesmerizing

fledglings, The watch was mad after its pairs of needles; which

incessantly ticked all day and night; producing a

daintily gurgling sound as each second unleashed by,

The chimpanzee was mad after the raw sheaf of green

bananas; peeling a second one of its salubrious pulpy

skin; even before he had properly gobbled down the

first one down,

The cat was mad after its bowl of frosty milk;

surreptitiously waited in the dark ceiling; for its

chance to guzzle down the liquid at insane speeds,

The mongoose was mad after the venomous snake;

tremendously relishing even the slightest of

opportunity to imprison one in its jaws; rip apart the

diabolical hood and the river of venom; to have a

feast under the tenacious moon,

The veins were mad after scarlet streams of blood;

wanted them at any cost to circulate rampantly through

their body; render them with robust health and

overwhelming gratification,

The tongue was mad after voice; had this insatiable

urge to speak every minute; bask in the pompous glory

of the flurry of sounds it generated,

The sky was mad after its iridescent blanket of stars;

wanted every divinely night of its to be studded with

infinite shimmering jewels of their kind,

The witch was mad after new born children; slurped its

mouth in unfathomable ecstasy when she saw a healthy

baby being born on this globe,

The drunkard was mad after opulent bottles of cherry

wine; banging his feet; uncouthly tearing his head apart in frustration when he was denied access to his

favorite elixir,

The mosquito was mad after ripe flesh; indefatigably

tyrannizing blissfully sleeping angels with its

obnoxiously repelling sting,

The cow was mad after leafy mountains of green grass;

painstakingly munching it all throughout the day to

wholesomely appease its sacrosanct senses,

The mother was mad after her child; starving her

stomach to unprecedented limits; in order to feed her

impeccable infant,

The Creator was mad after this entire Universe;

articulately synchronizing and governing the movement

of each tangible and intangible being; ensuring that

the essence of life remained for immortal times, And I was mad after my beloved; wildly captivated in

the bonds of her flamboyantly fiery love; blending

with her moist breath since countless births gone; and

countless more births to unveil…