Life = Death - volume 6 - Poems on Life , Death

This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually volume 6 of the Book titled – Life = Death – Poems on Life , Death ( 1200 pages ) .

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About The Poetry Book

This enigmatic collection of poems explores and equates the boundless possibilities of life and death and delves into each intricate inexplicability of survival. Parekh's roving philosophical eye brings the unconquerable richness of life to the fore and yet at the same time explicitly highlights the veracity of 'death' as the absolute certainty of every existence. The poet joyously celebrates the occasions of both life and death with equal panache in each poetic stanza sewn with the uncanny mysteries of this Universe. The poems within immortalize both life and death as the ultimate victories and the two most contrastingly amazing and divine sides of creation. Catapulting the reader to the threshold of ultimate ecstasy; they bring about an impromptu twist with the closure of breath and what lies beyond. This charismatically woven collection of poetic verse would equally enamor the narcissist as well as the simple humanitarian to the core.

This book is a humble attempt to enlighten the readers with the equality of life and death-and to live in both of them to the most unparalleled fullest. Embracing only the religion of humanity, as the Lord has commanded every living being on earth. You cant die in life and cant live in death-each of these components are irrefutably equal in every respect and should be worshipped with due obeisance.

CONTENTS

1. LIFE’S A COMPLETE CIRCLE.
2. UNDEFEATED LIFE
3. NO MONEY, NO HONEY
4. ON THE ROADS OF LOVE
5. WHY SHOULD I ? "PART 2
6. BE CONQUERED
7. JUST BECAUSE "PART 2
8. I LOVED IT
9. GRAVE PROBLEMS
10. RATHER THAN FEELING DEPRESSED
11. EMBRACE UNCONQUERABLE LIFE
12. AND STILL EXPECT
13. RETIRED
14. NO
15. I DIDN’T WANT TO LIVE
16. 1 AND 100
17. 100% NATURAL
18. I WOULD FOREVER REMAIN
19. IF ANYTHING WAS EVER GOING TO CURE YOU.
20. I LIVE TO DIE ONEDAY. AND DIE TO LIVE EVERYDAY.
21. THE VERY FIRST BREATH IS INFACT DEATH
22. 10 FOOT “X” 5 FOOT CORPSE.
23. IF RAPE IS INEVITABLE; ENJOY IT.
24. NO OPTIONS AFTER DEATH.
25. TIMELESSLY INSEPARABLE TALKING.
26. 31ST DECEMBER- THE MOST ENVIABLE BACHELOR.
27. A DEATH MORE INCARCERATING
28. PEOPLE MORE CRIMINAL THAN HIM.
29. I WRITE BECAUSE
30. EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY
31. SENSITIVITY
32. TWO WORDS OF LOVE
33. THE KEY TO LOVE
34. LASTING IMPRESSION
35. EXTRACTIONS
36. HEARTS
38. THROUGH THE CORNER OF MY EYE
39. A LITTLE BIT OF
40. THEY DIDN'T SPARE ME EVEN AFTER MY DEATH
41. SILENT SPECTATORS
42. EVOLUTION
43. HUMAN GOD
44. IF YOU BELIEVED
44. BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
45. BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
46. THERE WAS NOTHING LIKE OFFICE
47. I CARE A DAMN ABOUT THIS WORLD
48. YOU COULDNT BUY
49. WHO COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED
50. REPLACEMENTS

1. LIFE’S A COMPLETE CIRCLE.

The best of the most invincibly fragrant heavens or the worst of the most pathetically deteriorating of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most bountifully Omnipotent heavens or the worst of the most
ghastily impoverished of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most blazingly triumphant heavens; or the worst of the most brutally crucifying of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most beautifully iridescent heavens; or the worst of the most sinfully pulverizing of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most unbelievably ecstatic heavens; or the worst of the most cadaverously torturous of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most jubilantly blessing heavens; or the worst of the most traumatically slandering of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most blissfully ubiquitous heavens; or the worst of the most
disgracefully devilish of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most symbiotically fructifying heavens; or the worst of the most hedonistically massacring of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most poignantly effulgent heavens; or the worst of the most
sadistically cannibalistic of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most Omnisciently ameliorating heavens; or the worst of the
most wickedly delirious of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most irrefutably righteous heavens; or the worst of the most
tyrannically lambasting of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most eternally blessing heavens; or the worst of the most cynically disparaging of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most rhapsodically uninhibited heavens; or the worst of the most truculently disintegrating of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most unassailably liberating heavens; or the worst of the most unsparingly excoriating of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most indomitably fearless heavens; or the worst of the most
abhorrently parasitic of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most perpetually consecrating heavens; or the worst of the most meaninglessly wanton of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most magically charismatic heavens; or the worst of the most ominously venomous of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

The best of the most undefeatedly Omnipresent heavens; or the worst of the most sadistically tawdry of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even think about,

The best of the most immortally compassionate heavens; or the worst of the most wretchedly fetid of hells; were an infinite kilometers too far away; to even
think about,

For Life’s a complete circle. And whatever blessedly good or unforgivably sinful that you do in the tenure of your destined life; comes back to you sometime or the other in the same equivalent form and in this very lifetime of yours; without caring the slightest; thinking about; or waiting for the tiniest of heaven or ribald hell to unfurl.

2. UNDEFEATED LIFE

Every despairingly devastating darkness that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an irrefutable way; victoriously leading you to the corridor of optimistically scintillating brilliance,

Every horrendously diabolical impediment that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an unconquerable ray; blissfully unfurling into the
paradise of everlastingly blossoming prosperity,

Every viciously traumatic whirlwind that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an invincible messiah; insatiably propelling you on the path of magnificently tranquil euphoria,

Every tyrannically debilitating disease that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an impregnable elixir; ebulliently making you enjoy every instant of rhapsodically redolent life,

Every stinkingly dilapidated gutter that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a reinvigorating garden; celestially inundating every aspect of your beleaguered life with insurmountably unending freshness,

Every morbidly stony wall that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a resplendent sky; vibrantly enshrouding your haplessly shattered senses with bountiful timelessness,

Every sardonically cynical abuse that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a unassailable fortress of solidarity; bestowing you with the tenacity to perennially flower in the chapter of mystically replenishing existence,

Every brutally savage kick that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an unflinching path to blazing success; embracing each iota of your miserably dwindling existence; with overwhelmingly unsurpassable fortitude,

Every satanic whirlpool of tears that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a waterfall of everlasting jubilation; perpetuating each of your drearily dolorous nerves with the; mantra of altruistic contentment,

Every dungeon of horrifically salacious boredom that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a blanket of compassionately enthralling enthusiasm; becoming your most invaluably glorious asset to; soar high each instant of life,

Every indiscriminately uncouth rejection that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an astoundingly panoramic rainbow of triumph; with the
entire Universe saluting your; inherently benevolent prowess,

Every coldblooded meal of stone that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a ravishingly eternal fruit of Nature’s euphoric creation; divinely pacifying your savagely frazzled demeanor,

Every grotesquely ghastly distortion that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an island of exhilarating charisma; blessing each of your barbarically anguished veins; with magically miraculous enchantment,

Every sordidly frigid avalanche of ice that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a poignant entrenchment of amiable sharing; enlightening your life with the most gregariously sacrosanct religion of; eternal mankind,

Every worthlessly devilish slap that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be an ocean of unassailable accolade; majestically rewarding you for your; intrepidly unstoppable and benign perseverance,

Every ominously malicious hostility that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a gloriously marvelous dusk of victory; beamingly bequeathing upon you the never-dying spirit of; timeless survival,

Every painstakingly feeble globule of sweat that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be the scent of astronomical courage; unequivocally escalating you into the clouds of; bloomingly unshakable success,

Every disdainfully disgusting dirt that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a planet of irrevocable purity; beautifully cleansing every pore of your devastated countenance; with the profuse yearning to forever surge forward in life,

Every lecherously abominable hatred that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a fountain of pricelessly unconquerable love; unbelievably caressing each invidiously corrupt element of your soul; with the sparkling goodness of creation,

And every vindictively sullen corpse of death that you encountered in your way; eventually proves to be a divine sky of existence; making you immortally stand
up to the devil; and gloriously spawn once again; into a tale of mystically undefeated life.

3. NO MONEY, NO HONEY

In today’s murderously barbarous world outside; life without money was like that bumble bee; boisterously buzzing and harboring unprecedented love all right; but without even the tiniest iota of mesmerizing honey,

In today’s satanically uncouth world outside; life without money was like that ocean; blissfully undulating and harboring unsurpassable love all right; but without even the slightest pinch of tantalizing salt,

In today’s delinquently treacherous world outside; life without money was like that tree; celestially breathing and harboring invincible love all right; but without even the most diminutive trace of enchanting fruit,

In today’s derogatorily disdainful world outside; life without money was like that sky; endlessly extending and harboring insurmountable love all right; but without even the most infinitesimal trickle of voluptuous cloud,

In today’s ignominiously salacious world outside; life without money was like that rose; majestically crimson and harboring unshakable love all right; but without even the most mercurial shade of ingratiating scent,

In today’s lugubriously monotonous world outside; life without money was like that bird; gleefully flying and harboring unstoppable love all right; but without even the most ethereal speck of quintessential nest,

In today’s plaintively parasitic world outside; life without money was like that pinnacle; unflinchingly towering and harboring perpetual love all right; but
without even the most transient ray of Omnipotent Sunlight,

In today’s remorsefully licentious world outside; life without money was like that eye; flirtatiously fluttering and harboring insurmountable love all right; but without even the most evanescent mirror of resplendent sight,

In today’s preposterously invidious world outside; life without money was like that well; mystically hollow and harboring tremendous love all right; but without even the most minuscule speck of indispensable water,

In today’s vindictively vandalizing world outside; life without money was like that dwelling; incomprehensibly vast and harboring unconquerable love all right; but without even the most reminiscent twig of sequestering roof,

In today’s disastrously sinful world outside; life without money was like that rainbow; artistically appearing and harboring bountiful love all right; but without even the most obsolete shade of vividly enthralling color,

In today’s pathetically morose world outside; life without money was like that waterfall; stupendously uninhibited and harboring indomitable love all right;
but without even the most remotest fraction of spell binding freshness,

In today’s notoriously commercial world outside; life without money was like that candle; spell bindingly sculptured and harboring limitless love all right; but
without even the most transient waft of eternally optimistic flame,

In today’s venomously crippling world outside; life without money was like that child; blissfully burgeoning and harboring unprecedented love all right; but without even the most infidel impression of immaculately tantalizing mischief,

In today’s baselessly incarcerating world outside; life without money was like that soldier; patriotically blazing and harboring unequivocal love all right; but without even the most inconspicuous trace of glorious victory,

In today’s dreadfully asphyxiated world outside; life without money was like that butterfly; harmlessly nestled and harboring pristine love all right; but without even the most dwindling mentions of untamed frolic,

In today’s manipulatively sick world outside; life without money was like that brain; astoundingly synchronized and harboring undefeated love all right; but without even the most ephemeral mist of exotically fragrant fantasy,

In today’s thoughtlessly estranged world outside; life without money was like body; tirelessly moving and harboring insatiable love all right; but without even the most invisible cistern of Omnisciently blessing breath,

And in today’s miserably beleaguered world outside; life without money was like that heart; thunderously scarlet and harboring ecstatic love all right; but without even the most capricious innuendos of immortal beats.

4. ON THE ROADS OF LOVE

The wheels of symbiotically proliferating humanity; ebulliently galloped on the roads of uninhibitedly peerless freedom,

The wheels of timelessly exhilarating charisma; euphorically galloped on the roads of enigmatically silken fantasy,

The wheels of ingratiatingly titillating sensuousness; enchantingly galloped on the roads of perennially unconquerable compassion,

The wheels of inimitably congenital mischief; exotically galloped on the roads of merrily beautiful flirtation,

The wheels of blazingly undaunted patriotism; fearlessly galloped on the roads
of benevolently bountiful selflessness,

The wheels of effulgently triumphant scent; resplendently galloped on the roads
of stupendously unbelievable freshness,

The wheels of tirelessly blessing proliferation; handsomely galloped on the roads of quintessentially glorious attraction,

The wheels of inevitably iridescent magnetism; synergistically galloped on the roads of boundlessly benevolent belonging,

The wheels of marvelously internal enrichment; majestically galloped on the roads of spell bindingly unflinching solidarity,

The wheels of royally sparkling brotherhood; indefatigably galloped on the roads of aristocratically benign oneness,

The wheels of impeccably miraculous divinity; unassailably galloped on the roads of irrefutably undefeated righteousness,

The wheels of impregnably passionate speed; gleefully galloped on the roads
of pristinely unparalleled confidence,

The wheels of insatiably untamed empathy; celestially galloped on the roads
of unequivocally unfettered bonding,

The wheels of everlastingly placating melody; regally galloped on the roads
of synergistically serene tranquility,

The wheels of pricelessly quintessential peace; gorgeously galloped on the roads
of blessedly blissful simplicity,

The wheels of unshakably ubiquitous truth; vibrantly galloped on the roads
of Omnisciently mellifluous godliness,

The wheels of fascinatingly eclectic success; vivaciously galloped on the roads
of jubilantly boundless prosperity,

The wheels of poignantly gratifying enlightenment; incessantly galloped on the roads of unendingly heavenly optimism,

The wheels of fathomlessly inexorable happiness; limitlessly galloped on the roads of Omnipotently brilliant life,

And the wheels of irrevocably kingly faith; perpetually galloped on the roads
of immortally immaculate love.

5. WHY SHOULD I ? "PART 2

Just because its never ever been experimented before; no one’s had the time to
profusely surmise its unfathomable repertoire of; poignantly delectable intricacies,

Just because its never ever been fantasized before; people had disdainfully shrugged it like a chunk of infinitesimally threadbare s**t; stupendously overawed by its unrelenting cascade of stupendous exhilaration,

Just because its never ever been executed before; the most invincible of warriors metamorphosed into grassless meadows; when it came to feeling its regally ebullient goodness,

Just because its never ever been worshipped before; the conventionally ludicrous society preferring to obnoxiously spit on its heavenly rhythm of solidarity; rather than wholeheartedly embrace it as the eternal elixir of their life,

Why should I also be a part of the same obsoletely dilapidated belief; for if a thing is harmonious; holistic; heartfelt; humanitarian and portraying the immortal splendor of love; I would irrefutably blend every bit of my mind; body and soul with it; irrespective of what the entire world outside; preposterously preached and said .

1.

Just because its never ever been saluted before; monotonously cowardly corporates; vengefully pulverizing it as an ignominiously abominable thorn in their way to spuriously sanctimonious success,

Just because its never ever been idolized before; the whirlwinds of bizarrely insane commercialism; giving it not the slimmest of chance to marvelously burgeon,

Just because its never ever been disseminated before; lecherously satanic ganglords assassinating it to inconspicuous mincemeat; even before it could waft a mercurial whisper,

Just because its never ever been practiced before; ruthlessly baseless maelstroms of spurious religion; caste; creed; tribe; egregiously overshadowing it wholesome entirety,

Why should I also be a part of the same indiscriminately meaningless wagewar; for if a thing is everlasting; enigmatic; euphoric; egalitarian and unfurling the sky of immortal love; I would irrefutably blend every bit of my mind; body and soul
with it; irrespective of what the entire world outside; preposterously preached and said .

2.

Just because its never ever been symbolized before; ungainly eunuchs preferring tawdrily raunchy flesh; rather than its mist of timelessly sacred ecstasy,

Just because its never ever been spoken about before; powerhouses of maliciously abhorrent greed preferring expletives befitting the sordid gutter; rather than its heart-rendering litany of vividly scintillating life,

Just because its never ever been crowned before; corpses of cadaverous betrayal; asphyxiating its astoundingly eclectic demeanor; even before it uttered a single word,

Just because its never ever been felicitated before; horrendously desecrating jailhouses of salacious greed; tyrannically superceding its heavenly exhilaration; with the swords of prejudice,

Why should I also be a part of the same worthlessly decrepit bedlam; for if a thing is patriotic; princely; pristine; peace loving and culminating into the island of immortal love; I would irrefutably blend every bit of my mind; body and soul with it; irrespective of what the entire world outside; preposterously preached and said .

3.

Just because its never ever been written about before; the most sagaciously righteous of hands; uncontrollably trembling to portray its essence of blazingly
flamboyant truth,

Just because its never ever been sung before; vindictively gratuitous elements of the miserably corrupt globe; indefatigably wanting to praise the anarchists of truculent power instead,

Just because its never ever been accepted before; the disheveled commoner showing a profane incline towards fugitively sleazy entertainment; rather than its virtues of everlastingly bonding pricelessness,

Just because its never ever become the hottalk of the town before; with entities finding gossip regarding gory blood; intoxication and war more rewarding; than
its bountiful rudiments of panoramically spell binding calm,

Why should I also be a part of the same cold-bloodedly criminal campaign; for if a thing is Omnivorous; Omnipotent; Oligarchic; Omnipresent and consecrating
the majestic shades or immortal love; I would irrefutably blend every bit of my mind; body and soul with it; irrespective of what the entire world outside;
preposterously preached and said.

6. BE CONQUERED

Let not even the most ferociously blazing rays of the Sun ever conquer you; as you skyrocketed on your indefatigable mission to save bereaved humanity; come what may in your impoverished way,

Let not even the most treacherously parasitic scorpions ever conquer you; as you blazed like the ultimate thunderbolts of righteousness; despite the satanically derogatory stings that perpetuated every cranny of your diminutive countenance,

Let not even the most truculently devastating of earthquakes ever conquer you; as you culminated into a festoon of compassionately amiable belonging; perpetually embracing your compatriots in gorily inexplicable pain; although the earth slipped from beneath your feet,

Let not even the most vindictively swirling oceans ever conquer you; as you innocuously frolicked beyond the moonlit hills with orphaned infants in your
gregarious arms; although each wave salaciously tried to asphyxiate the very last iota of breath from your lungs,

But be conquered in mind; body and soul by the winds of immortal love; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the dewdrops of eternal friendship; be conquered in mind; body and soul by symbiotically tantalizing beauty; becoming the robustly redolent shimmer of your eyes.

1.

Let not even the most dictatorially coldblooded chains ever conquer you; as you uninhibitedly liberated every trace of uxoriously fretting slavery on this boundless
Universe; with your unassailable mantra to fearlessly survive,

Let not even the most diabolically gargantuan of dinosaurs ever conquer you; as you irrefutably transcended over every speck of ruthless devil on this fathomless planet; with your voice of sacredly Omnipotent truth,

Let not even the most remorseful corpses of stagnating hell ever conquer you; as you ebulliently blended every element of your blessed countenance; with the spirit of goodness for times immemorial,

Let not even the most acrimoniously ghastly thorns ever conquer you; as you paved your very own path of scintillatingly altruistic patriotism; although the
entire planet lambasted you without the tiniest of respite,

But be conquered in mind; body and soul by the mists of immortal love; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the elixir of everlastingly victorious freedom; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the spirit of sparkling benevolence; becoming the insuperable tenacity of your every stride.

2.

Let not even the most venomously blatant of lies ever conquer you; as you towered as the tallest entity on this Universe; harmoniously disseminating the wave of unflinchingly heavenly togetherness,

Let not even the most horrifically rampaging maelstroms ever conquer you; as you timelessly floated as a celestial harbinger of humanity; euphorically surpassing the indiscriminate boundaries of caste; creed; color; and spuriously sanctimonious tribe,

Let not even the most repugnantly ignominious of abuse ever conquer you; as you blissfully enlightened the lives of countless deprived and hapless; with the mellifluously fragrant luminosity in your voice,

Let not even the most invidiously strangulating blackness ever conquer you; as you miraculously radiated into a candle of optimistically burgeoning hope; at the footsteps of every dwindling dwelling,

But be conquered in mind; body and soul by the sky of immortal love; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the strings of divinely peace; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the meadows of enthralling adventure; becoming the heart of your destiny lines.

3.

Let not even the most sordidly decrepit of stench ever conquer you; as you blossomed into a fountain of unrelenting ecstasy; philanthropically becoming the smile of every obsoletely beleaguered face; as the day unfurled into sensuous night,

Let not even the most heinously cataclysmic of nightmare ever conquer you; as you unconquerably diffused the scent of symbiotically priceless existence; to far and wide across this endless planet,

Let not even the most delinquently dilapidated corruption ever conquer you; as you rhapsodically galloped with your comrades in turbulent pain on your selfless shoulders; although the embers of gruesomely smoldering viciousness sadistically greeted you on every lane you took,

Let not even the most insanely tyrannizing betrayal ever conquer you; as you Omnisciently propagated the mantra of triumphant solidarity; till the very last
puff of air that you exhaled,

But be conquered in mind; body and soul by the Universe of ubiquitous love; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the entrenchment of vibrantly mystical life; be conquered in mind; body and soul by the invincible armor of simplicity; becoming the profoundly impregnable embellishment of your passionately beautiful heart.

7. JUST BECAUSE "PART 2

Just because you dastardly shut your malicious eyes; doesn’t mean that the entire of gargantuan earth outside; also submerged itself into a pool of languidly morose and treacherously stuttering blackness,

Just because you abhorrently shut your cowardly lips; doesn’t mean that the entire of colossal earth outside; also besieged itself with tornados of inexplicably whipping misery,

Just because you vindictively froze priceless blood in your parasitic veins; doesn’t mean that the entire of fathomless earth outside; also coldbloodedly marauded even the most infinitesimal trace of ecstatic triumph in the royal atmosphere,

Just because you satanically relinquished to fabulously dream; doesn’t mean that the entire of vivacious earth outside; also heartlessly trampled the essence of bountifully ebullient creation,

Just because you baselessly exonerated all your ardently sensuous urges; doesn’t mean that the entire of boundless earth outside; also frigidly hung itself upside down; like a grotesquely impotent lynchpin,

Just because you horrendously emaciated your forlorn stomach; doesn’t mean that the entire of unassailable earth outside; also starved beyond the realms of decrepit rebuke; worthlessly slandering panoramic imagery into cadaverous graveyards of castrated grime,

Just because you tawdrily abrogated your quintessential job; doesn’t mean that the entire of mesmerizing earth outside; also dolorously stagnated in maelstroms of truculently prejudiced unemployment,

Just because you ruthlessly kicked every benign goodness with your insanely bohemian feet; doesn’t mean that the entire of unsurpassable earth outside;
also nonchalantly rotted in obnoxiously stinking gallows of bizarre dilapidation,

Just because you viciously strangulated the venomous chords of your throat; doesn’t mean that the entire of iridescent earth outside; also became preposterously oblivious to the timelessly ingratiating enchantment of mellifluous sound,

Just because you sadistically sodomized every pore of your staggering visage with snake hoods of lethal despair; doesn’t mean that the entire of fructifying earth outside; also wandered like a wastrel lunatic towards disparagingly penalizing depravation,

Just because you torturously crucified nails into your flaccidly pallid skin; doesn’t mean that the entire of eclectic earth outside; also hedonistically metamorphosed every element of its perpetually gratifying bliss into gutters of diabolically self inflicted pain,

Just because you devastatingly torched your reproductive abilities with daggerheads of ghastly illwill; doesn’t mean that the entire of silken earth outside; also put an abysmally feckless end to its chapter of perennially heavenly proliferation,

Just because you impudently slapped your sacrosanct mother; doesn’t mean that the entire of rhapsodic earth outside; also luridly sold every iota of its sacrosanct rudiments; in exchange for a measly cascade of sanctimonious silver,

Just because you bawdily tonsured your ghoulishly disappearing scalp; doesn’t mean that the entire of triumphant earth outside; also mercilessly assassinated every flower of godly truth with unrelentingly senseless whiplashes of criminal lies,

Just because you morbidly extricated your own fanatically aimless brain; doesn’t mean that the entire of blooming earth outside; also tyrannically snapped the fangs of its exhilaratingly enthralling and victorious evolution,

Just because you dementedly slaved the uncontrollably shivering; doesn’t mean that the entire of righteous earth outside; also flagrantly divided symbiotically coalescing mankind into spuriously sleazy barricades of; religion; caste; creed and tribe,

Just because you barbarously stifled even the most fugitive iota of your delinquently gratuitous breath; doesn’t mean that the entire of impregnable earth outside; also salaciously abnegated forever; the winds of perpetually bestowing life,

And just because you violently stopped the murderously castigating beating in your heart; doesn’t mean that the entire of immortal earth outside; also abandoned the spirit of unshakable love for the dogs; pulverizing dinosaurs and ambiguous devils; to growlingly eat.

8. I LOVED IT

I loved it for its unrelentingly euphoric waves; as it culminated into a festoon of handsomely poignant froth after clashing against the jaggedly machismo rocks,

I loved it for its majestically pristine shores; the unfathomable expanse of regally sparkling oysters and shells; timelessly enamoring with their bountifully ultimate splendor,

I loved it for its enchantingly crimson tanginess; as it piquantly flamed like a fireball of enrapturing delight; as first rays of the Omnipotent aristocratically Sun; descended from crystalline blue sky,

I loved it for its protuberantly ebullient adventure; as it intrepidly philandered through every conceivable trajectory of this boundless Universe; all sweltering
day and voluptuously tingling night,

I loved it for its incessantly dancing assemblage of divine water; the timeless rhapsody that it marvelously radiated; as the wind triumphantly drifted across its spell binding contours,

I loved it for its royally ingratiating fleet of poignantly charismatic sharks; gliding like insatiably untamed streaks of silken lightening; through even the
most unprecedentedly stormy channels,

I loved it for its unsurpassably unending depth; the splendidly eclectic variety fish; enigmatically morass algae and octopus perpetually inhabiting its compassionately vivacious caverns,

I loved it for its unequivocally candid spray; the unconquerably reinvigorating essence of vibrant camaraderie that it wonderfully disseminated; across one and all of this gargantuan planet; alike,

I loved it for its surreally resplendent periphery; the countless colors of robust optimism that it timelessly blossomed into; every unfurling instant of victorious existence,

I loved it for its spirit of unshakably unflinching loyalty; perennially flowing as the most unparalleled mass of united rudiments; even as the fiercest Sun tried to hedonistically evaporate its every trace,

I loved it for its artistically burgeoning splash; beautifully replenishing even the most treacherously sadistic of dwindling palette; with insurmountably vivid charm and prolific graciousness,

I loved if for its invincibly symbiotic solidarity; exuberantly fulminating into a paradise of uncontrollably tangy happiness; as the ravishing carpet of clouds towered over it like a priceless prince from above,

I loved if for its innocuously uncanny cries; the fathomless civilization of blissful freshness that it unraveled into; tantalizing even the most morbid of carcasses from the heart of their graves,

I loved it for its seductively exhilarating rhythm; the exotically mesmerizing cadence of its profoundly revitalizing fabric; which profusely inundated nothing but cisterns of unfettered compassion; in every entity on this gigantic earth,

I loved if for its never ending wind of rubicund ebullience; as it indefatigably whispered the tunes of holistically gratifying existence; on every trace of mud that it blessedly kissed,

I loved it for its ingeniously celestial philosophy of tireless continuity; as its froth swirled high and handsome in the mellifluous air; even as vicious thunderbolts of demonic savagery; pelted intransigently from the graveyards of hell,

I loved it for its panoramically nubile beauty; the tinge of a freshly embellished bride magically pronounced on its emerald belly; although it was wholesomely barren without the slightest of asphyxiating clothes,

I loved it for its inexorably untamed uninhibitedness; its limitless ambition to emolliently coalesce with boundless sky; even as the horizons seemed an ephemerally obsolete cry,

I loved it for its blazingly outspoken bravery; as it supremely transcended over even the most hideously satanic of impediments that came its way; with the astounding dexterity of an unconquerable prince,

O! Yes; I loved the sea more than I could ever love my life; as it gloriously taught me the value of priceless companionship; as it sagaciously taught me never to divide; as it timelessly taught me that love was the most quintessential elixir to heavenly survive.

9. GRAVE PROBLEMS

No problems; even if I had to wear the same nonchalantly bedraggled shirt; drape my chest with its disdainfully torn periphery; as the Sun crept up wonderfully in the sky; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to eat the same lugubriously lackadaisical chunks of leftover bread dissolved in gutter water; as the Sun unfurled from the mesmerizing horizons; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to bathe in the same derogatorily urinated pool of fetidly castigating water; as the Sun enlightened all colossal Universe; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to interact with the same sleazily manipulative people; to sustain my parsimonious livelihood; as the Sun brilliantly sprang up in blue sky; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to answer to the same savagely parasitic devils; as the Sun unveiled into fantastic vibrancy; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to inhabit the same disdainfully dilapidated lavatory; as the Sun cast its flamboyantly Omnipotent rays; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to iterate the same malicious abuses to pave my way amidst torturous ganglords; as the Sun bountifully blossomed into profound radiance; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to sign the same raunchy registers to perpetuate my boss to smile; as the Sun gloriously dazzled in the profusely crimson cosmos; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to frequent the same obsoletely ghoulish and scurrilously crackled roads; as the Sun culminated into a festoon of Omniscient shimmer; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to work like an unrelentingly uxorious a*s for the same employer; as the Sun fulminated into blazingly overpowering glory; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to adorn the same savagely rusted rings on my nubile fingers; as the Sun wholeheartedly smiled from the heavens; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to meet the same depravingly dastardly cowards; as the Sun majestically removed all traumatized agony with its Omnipresent glow; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to sleep on the same acrimoniously barren treetops; as the Sun enchantingly illuminated even the most infinitesimal cranny of mother earth; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to walk the same number of steps to the remorsefully sulking corporate office; as the Sun gave birth to new rays of prolifically burgeoning hope; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to witness the same vindictively abhorrent impediments in my way; as the Sun beautifully spawned an unfathomable civilization of triumphant happiness; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to drink water from the same flaccidly flatulent tyre tube; as the Sun unraveled into an unassailable entrenchment of divine charisma; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to exist with the same venomously truculent and indiscriminately trampling entities; as the Sun thunderously flamed into everlastingly heavenly light; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to chant the same treacherously nondescript mantra of religion to save my scalp; as the Sun bountifully blessed every organism on this earth one and alike; everyday,

But grave problems; murderously morbid death; salaciously pulverizing bloodshed; lasciviously infinitesimal nothingness; obsessively maniacal frustration; unforgivably diabolical devils; torturously lambasting death; O! Almighty Lord,

If my mind couldn’t spawn into an unsurpassable world of newness; if my mind couldn’t unrelentingly perceive the timelessly mushrooming beauty of this gigantic Universe; if my mind couldn’t bask in the glory of symbiotically mesmerizing creation for infinite more births yet to come; not just as the Sun showered its first rays of optimism from the sky everyday; but every unveiling instant of the night as well as day.

10. RATHER THAN FEELING DEPRESSED

I would rather unflinchingly embrace the corpses of staggering defeat; than worthlessly entangling myself in the webs of sordid corruption and feeling severely depressed,

I would rather hang myself bizarrely upside down without the most inconspicuous of regret; than being luridly lured by spurious politicians all the time and feeling torturously depressed,

I would rather mercilessly annihilate every chord of my intricate throat with a blazing smile; than being maneuvered like a pompous puppet by the chains of the turgidly conventional society and feeling flagrantly depressed,

I would rather plummet wide-eyed from the epitome of the towering mountain; than being abusively molested by the sanctimoniously rich and feeling invidiously depressed,

I would rather parade bare skinned amidst the pack of hedonistically menacing tigers; than being baselessly pulverized by the dungeons of feckless unemployment and feeling nonchalantly depressed,

I would rather uninhibitedly scream the very last iota of voice in my throat towards blue sky; than being transcended by the rules of emaciating monotony and feeling treacherously depressed,

I would rather fearlessly transgress on a blanket of truculently acrimonious thorns; than being drawn into the aisles of unbearably prejudiced greed and feeling horrendously depressed,

I would rather patriotically behead myself in a pool of fragrantly crimson blood; than surrendering to the traitors of my sacrosanct motherland and feeling barbarically depressed,

I would rather proudly digest a meal of threadbare mud and lackadaisical stone; than feasting at the cost of my comrades in tumultuous grief and feeling sodomizingly depressed,

I would rather altruistically thrash every cranny of my brain till it indiscriminately bled; than targeting my own comrade’s scalp for parsimonious wads of debasing money and feeling pugnaciously depressed,

I would rather tirelessly walk on the road towards my eternally triumphant freedom; than being ghastily incarcerated by the devastating clouds of perniciously debilitating solitude and feeling cold-bloodedly depressed,

I would rather unabashedly proclaim my love to even the most infinitesimal quarter of this colossal Universe; than drowning in the insipid ponds of betrayal and feeling tyrannically depressed,

I would rather timidly pulverize myself into diminutive bits of meaningless ash; than diabolically overpowering the symbiotic empathy of ever holistic organism and feeling lugubriously depressed,

I would rather honorably exonerate apart even the most mercurial vein of mine; than fiendishly propagating the strings of raunchy terror in synergistically existing tribes and feeling doggedly depressed,

I would rather gloriously jump from the high flying aircraft without a single parachute on my impoverished demeanor; than gregariously blending with the traumatizing hijackers and feeling horribly depressed,

I would rather exuberantly immolate my body in flames in my quest for everlasting truth; than being lasciviously enticed by graveyards of abhorrent manipulation and feeling remorsefully depressed,

I would rather deliberately blind my eyes with swords of scintillating righteousness; than inevitably witnessing evil burgeoning on every quarter of earth just because people wanted it to and feeling haplessly depressed,

I would rather intransigently listen to the voices of my immortally throbbing heart; than being made a worthless object of transient ridicule; by every fraternity of the disastrously penalizing society and feeling stupidly depressed,

O! Yes; I would rather intrepidly abrogate breath this very instant from my lungs; than living life like a livid insect; horrifically crippled by the feet of malevolent power and feeling zanily depressed.

11. EMBRACE UNCONQUERABLE LIFE

Suicide; is a ghastily lingering spirit between resplendently sparkling heaven and diabolically ghastly hell,

Suicide; is the most desperately hedonistic crime committed against every conceivable fraternity of all mankind,

Suicide; is the most truculently unforgivable outburst of any organism; murderously imperiling the crux of symbiotically mesmerizing existence,

Suicide; is a ghoulishly amorphous abode; without the most infinitesimal trace of doors; windows and robustly functioning entities,

Suicide; is an indescribably treacherous venom; which brutally asphyxiates the impoverished ghost; even after the wholesome end of priceless life,

Suicide; is the most preposterously scurrilous corpse that incarcerated you from all sides; morbidly dampening every quintessential iota of your blood,

Suicide; is the most luridly mortifying death that an entity could ever undergo; ensuring that he indefatigably suffocated in diminutive lidfulls of water while the other world danced; everytime it was born,

Suicide; is the most ultimate curse of the devil upon every civilization; religion and tribe; afflicting the fabric of society like an uncontrollably lambasting tumor; which simply had no end,

Suicide; is perniciously sinister balderdash; the most incongruously distorted and heartlessly inclement fantasy; that the stinking pigs could ever construe,

Suicide; is a coffin of disparagingly bludgeoning solitude; a measly quavering insect being blown away into the aisles of nothingness; at even the most mercurial draught of infidel wind,

Suicide; is a salaciously jinxed witch casting her spell of unsurpassable doom; even upon the most blissfully gratifying of destinies,

Suicide; is a vindictively hollow and lecherously gawky edifice; baselessly wavering
towards the gallows of emptiness; without the most infinitesimal of foundations,

Suicide; is an inexplicably cancerous sorrow that gruesomely crucifies your soul; disdainfully maiming you on every step; for infinite more births of yours yet to unveil,

Suicide; is a flagrantly whipping extinction that had not the tiniest chance to ebulliently revive; stagnating in the prisons of torturously bleeding hell,

Suicide; is a flaccidly corpulent mosquito parasitically sucking blood every single day of its life; heartily preferring to sleep on a lavatory of derogatory s**t; abrogating the most majestic of silken delights,

Suicide; is a chain of fanatically unpardonable misery; which perilously dries up every trace of mellifluously golden voice,

Suicide; is the most prurient caricature of vibrantly ecstatic life; slithering like an obnoxiously infected worm; in the junkyards of dissolutely demonic dilapidation,

Suicide; is dreadfully sinful abnegating of breath without the Lord’s consent; a misdeed which even his Omnisciently magnanimous grace; could never ever condone,

Suicide is a tunnel of blindness without any end; Suicide is the most punitive betrayal of truth; desire; dream and immortal love; Suicide is an unrelentingly bloodstained night which inconsolably cries,

Therefore massacre the very thought before it transcends you to commit forlorn suicide O! Man; and instead embrace timeless sensuality; instead embrace enchanting beauty; instead embrace unconquerable life.

12. AND STILL EXPECT

Could you disastrously empty the sky of its voluptuously crimson clouds; and still expect it to torrentially shower bountifully blissful droplets of sparkling rain ?

Could you ruthlessly extricate the battlefield of its valiantly patriotic warriors; and still expect it to bring scintillatingly triumphant freedom for its sacrosanct motherland ?

Could you barbarically pulverize the petals of the gorgeously imperial lotus; and still expect it to fulminate into a river of unfathomably enchanting scent ?

Could you unabashedly strip the regale Sun of its flamboyantly sizzling rays; and still expect it to profoundly dazzle into an ocean of unassailably beautiful shine ?

Could you murderously evict the earth of even the most infinitesimal of seed; and still expect it to salubriously glisten and blossom into the aisles of optimistically burgeoning prosperity ?

Could you cold-bloodedly snap the wings of the boisterously soaring bird; and still expect it to exuberantly zip forward in cocoons of jubilantly azure sky and tirelessly fly high ?

Could you treacherously evaporate every ounce of water in the limitless oceans; and still expect them to ravishingly undulate into ecstatic waves of rejuvenatingly thunderous froth ?

Could you devastatingly bury the glittering diamond infinite feet beneath drearily threadbare mud; and still expect it to unceasingly radiate into a fountain of mesmerizing golden glimmer ?

Could you mercilessly thrash the poignantly intricate spinal chord of the infant; and still expect it to unflinchingly gallop towards the skies of eternally triumphant freedom ?

Could you preposterously chop the rosy stub of tongue in the mouth; and still expect it to unfurl into the most melodiously spell binding tunes of vivacious existence ?

Could you savagely bombard the silken web into a countless incongruously debilitating pieces; and still expect the spider to merrily bounce in the corridors
of insatiably uncontrollable ebullience ?

Could you horrendously kill both the celestially compassionate parents; and still expect the child to timelessly bloom and invincibly smile ?

Could you treacherously inundate the entire dwelling with acrimoniously jejune and prejudiced cockroaches; and still expect the rainbows of irrefutable truth to
unconquerable enlighten; even after the very end of veritable time ?

Could you diabolically suck every iota of blood from the harmonious body; and still expect it to intrepidly confront every impediment that vindictively confronted it in its way ?

Could you devilishly maraud the resplendently impeccable whites; and still expect the eye to diffuse effulgent empathy; vividly sight beyond the contours of beauty and satiny graciousness ?

Could you viciously pluck even the most diminutive blade of grass from the everlasting meadow; and still expect the cows to innocuous graze; romantically
philander and exude into cisterns of immaculately divine milk ?

Could you lay a gory battalion of blood-coated thorns in even the most ephemeral of his path; and still expect the traveler to dance in the winds of perennial exuberance for times immemorial ?

Could you ruthlessly lambaste the stomach with whiplashes of bizarre emaciation; and still expect it to indefatigably languish in the entrenchment of gorgeously blessed replenishment ?

Could you crudely lynch a harmlessly symbiotic organism; and still expect it to holistically proliferate countless more of its kind; continue God’s chapter of Omnipotent creation till its very last breath ?

Could you truculently destroy the impregnable foundations of the towering edifice; and still expect that it relentlessly blazed as the most handsomely highest peak towards; regally crystalline sky ?

Could you lasciviously deluge the nimbly placid atmosphere with sleazily tantalizing seductresses; and still expect the impressions of glorious righteousness to reign supreme; on every step that you resolutely tread ?

Could you dictatorially assassinate every trace of stringent light; and still expect the pathetically destitute to find the needle from the incomprehensibly colossal haystack ?

Could you deliberately constipate every glorious constituent of your body; and still expect to mitigate every fraternity of tumultuously bereaved mankind ?

Could you indiscriminately devour an unsurpassable bucket of ghastly needles; and still expect an aura of unparalleled serenity to linger across your persona; for decades limitless more to come ?

Could you heinously masticate the one eyed vultures egg; and still expect the bird to bless you with all marvelously scintillating richness of philanthropically magnanimous life ?

Could you insanely nail the silken ears with criminally torching iron bars; and still expect them to effusively decipher even the most mercurial trace of non-existent sound ?

Could you grow a desert of penalizingly serrated cactus in your backyard; and still expect to witness exotically pristine angels to spawn at even the most evanescent unveiling of ingratiatingly velvety dawn ?

Could you lethally maim the legs of the withering old man; and still expect him to victoriously transcend past the barriers of the 1000 M; marathon race ?

Could you baselessly terrorize the sordidly trembling and orphaned urchin; and still expect fireballs of inexorably unending love to euphorically leap from every conceivable element of his hapless countenance ?

Could you ominously shatter the mirror into boundless bits of obsolete fragments; and still expect it to irrevocably portray the most candid reflection that darted from your dastardly persona ?

Could you unimaginably cut all fingers with the nondescript farmaxe; and still expect the palm to unravel every unleashing instant of the day; into an compassionately overflowing barrage of stupendously raw artistry ?

Could you wildly run without a cloth on your body abreast the busy traffic street; and still expect the most eclectic accolades of civilized culture to be bestowed upon you; till the earth lived and countless births beyond your time ?

Could you vanquish every compassionate draught of air that cascaded from the nostril; and still expect the heavens of passionately pulsating life to flower into
the mists of fantastically unending desire ?

And Could you tyrannically strip life of the immortal love it throbbed every minute for; and still expect it to become the most pricelessly prosperous; aristocratically rise above every other entity on this gargantuan Universe and ardently survive ?

13. RETIRED

There was a time when I incessantly coaxed my boss to relieve me early; liberating me an infinitesimal trifle of my debilitatingly coercing schedule,
While today; every bone in my body irascibly itched to step outside; at even the tiniest insinuation of bird cry or flickering light.

There was a time when I gritted my teeth an indefatigable moment in the realms of snobbishly pretentious office; insatiably wanting to nestle in the lap of wholesome solitariness and far away from the impudent hustle-bustle of the sickening corporate crowd,
While today; I found the most spuriously lackadaisical of reasons; to tirelessly converse with every stranger that I encountered on the streets.

There was a time when I profoundly felt like charring every cranny of the lecherously asphyxiating office into threadbare ash; uninhibitedly staring at fathomless bits of azure sky without a soul to interrupt my unassailably ebullient fantasy,
While today; I pleadingly looked at even the most sordidly cloistered dustbins; to relentlessly talk to me; share with me the experiences of their life.

There was a time when I was ready to pay any price on this earth to be wholesomely relieved of polishing my devilish boss’s shoes; feeling like audaciously slapping every entity in the match-box conference room whiling away its time in slang; smoke and wine,
While today; I unrelentingly envied flamboyant youth euphorically darting towards work at the crack of nine; the spirit of profuse accomplishment in their bones; which had since long left mine.

There was a time when I had truculent nightmares of approaching death very soon even in the most brilliant of daylight; as I had to inevitably blend with the
dogmatic corporate world to pay the rent for my very own soil,
While today; I attended every pulsating party without even the slightest of invitation; fervently trying to engage all; from the prince to the butler in my tales of vibrant life; while they kicked my dithering skeleton on the dusty pathways and out.

There was a time when I felt pathetically staggering for fresh breath; amidst unruly crowds of politicians; my tycoon compatriots; and my boss’s unreasonable lambasting me for achieving the best; although it meant digging countless feet beneath my grave,
While today; every element of my countenance was disastrously suffocating in the interiors of my own dwelling; with the society rejecting my quaintly quavering voice like frigid nothingness; and without even the most mercurial mission in my decaying hands.

There was a time when I vomited even the last morsel of food in my stomach at the very mention of travelling; dismally sick of putting a pompous smile in front of the inhumanly tight lipped customer; although I felt like spitting on his worthless mercedes,
While today; I felt that the biggest achievement of my life was in my insipidly laborious morning walk; as that was the only opportunity I could salvage; to
drift my ailing form from my purposeless house.

There was a time when I obnoxiously detested people who superfluously adorned their bodies with meaningless jewelry; wasting their entire wealth on baseless ostentation; when countless deprived just needed two morsels of food to lead life,
While today; my greedy eyes uncontrollably sighted the postman every sweltering afternoon; ardently waiting for greetings; gifts; just anything to come my way; enlightening my derogatorily deadened eyes; amidst my lackluster activity of snapping flies.

There was a time when I ferociously jeered at extra population and pertinently perpetuating cries; wanting my very own free space to majestically lead the
chapter of vivacious life,
While today; I passionately longed for an unfathomable clutter of voices round my ghoulish abode; incorrigibly clung to the feet of every bystander who passed my trajectory; even as my very own blood; gruesomely abandoned me to die.

O! Yes; there was a time when I was euphorically young; squandering whatever I wanted to; malevolently complaining about dastardly office one in a while; at
the same time falling in immortal love; achieving even the most parsimonious of dreams floating in the aisles of unprecedented desire,
While today; I didn’t know which direction to tread although the earth beneath me still reverberated with ecstatic cheer; although the planet around me still
continued to blossom into triumphant newness; while I perennially craved for those golden days once again; as I had now retired.

14. NO

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you profoundly want to become something in life; transcend beyond the realms of desperate malice for times immemorial,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you dazzling dare to revolutionize the complexion of this dreary planet; inundate its trajectory with unbelievably mesmerizing streaks of raw artistry,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you holistically want to lead a life of irrefutable self-dignity; hold your head always high irrespective of the most ghastliest of hell raining on you; from all sides,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you ardently wish to metamorphose even the most infinitesimal of benign dreams; into an unflinchingly eternal reality,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unshakably crave to evolve an entrenchment of your own voluptuous fantasies; in the very midst of monotonously crippling politics and salacious prejudice,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you indefatigably yearn to philander intrepidly in the heart of resplendently twinkling midnight; tantalizingly romance with the majesty of seductive blackness; while the tycoon world huddled in blankets of disdain inside,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unequivocally want to blissfully survive; embrace the winds of heavenly triumph; amidst a pack of parasitically blood
sucking and insidiously manipulative wolves,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you irrevocably perceive to fulminate into a fireball of unconquerable righteousness; for infinite more births of yours; yet to unveil,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unsurpassably want to mitigate all truculently lambasted humanity; miraculously free them from the clutches of the remorsefully morbid devil,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unrelentingly dreamt to blend with the waves of brilliant exuberance; paying a deaf ear to the inclemently meaningless norms of the sardonically turgid society,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you insatiably want to spawn your very own inimitable personality; blossom into a legend from the very grass roots; without emulating any of the luminaries even an inconspicuous trifle,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you invincibly want to embody our cornucopia of priceless truth; amidst an unfathomable civilization of invidiously derogatory corruption,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you intransigently want to accept the treacherously orphaned as your very own ingredient of blood; despite indescribably gory objection from the worthlessly barking society,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you uncompromisingly want to exist every minute for the cause of Omnisciently sparkling mankind; symbiotically mélange with all caste; creed; tribe and religion; bountifully alike,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you relentlessly want to free your sacrosanct motherland; from the viciously pernicious maelstrom of; severely adulterated raunchiness,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you jubilantly want to frolic in the aisles of untainted innocuousness; even as the abominable globe outside were busy perpetuating pints of victimizing venom into the mouths of the newly born,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unstoppably want to become an optimistic ray of hope for all those miserably shattered; even as crime lethally proliferated on every quarter of this earth; as the clock ticked,

You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you want to perpetually bond with the spirit of your true love; even as the most mercurial element of the world outside ignominiously lambasted you with dirt and unforgivable abuse,

The word was easy yet unassailably strong; the word consisted of just two alphabets yet bestowed you with the power to confront even the most Herculean of impediments; the word was negative yet imparted you with the tenacity to do whatever right you chose,

So c’mon folks; get ready to celestially fulfill your every dream; get ready to take over the entire conventional planet for the cause of immortal love; get ready to transform this world once again into an enchanting paradise; but before you could do anything; get ready to look the devil in his eye; and say a big no.

15. I DIDN’T WANT TO LIVE

I didn’t want to smile; not even express even the most infinitesimal iota of my happiness,

I didn’t want to run; not even drift my euphorically exhilarating foot even a fraction forward; to gallop with the perniciously dying winds,

I didn’t want to wrestle; not even bulge even an insipid swell of muscle; out of my profoundly poignant and knotted shirt,

I didn’t want to sing; not even stretch even the most inconspicuous chord of my throat; to pump melody in the disdainfully bereaved atmosphere,

I didn’t want to emulate; not even copy even the most capricious of actions of cold-bloodedly wandering devils; flaming and around,

I didn’t want to embrace; not even swirl even the most remote chunk of my poignantly robust flesh; towards devilishly abhorrently entities on this colossal
planet,

I didn’t want to sleep; not even close my heavenly eyelids an ephemeral inch; to replenish my devastated countenance with spell binding sleep,

I didn’t want to flirt; not even liberate even the most fugitive glimpse of my mischievous visage; towards the viciously adulterated ambience around,

I didn’t want to triumph; not even unfurl into the most diminutive shadow of blazing vibrancy; amidst the parasites ghastily sucking blood outside,

I didn’t want to fantasize; not even tax the crannies of my brain a mercurial shadow; to perceive about thissalaciously penalizing and gory world,

I didn’t want to yawn; not even relax my exasperatedly beleaguered body a parsimonious trifle; to relish the fruits of this miserably blood-soaked globe,

I didn’t want to eat; not even satiate my horrendously famished tongue an ethereal component; with the fodder of truculently dictatorial tyranny,

I didn’t want to stare; not even concentrate an obfuscated bit with my diligent eyes; worthlessly whiling away my time sighting the ungainly rich mercilessly thrashing the diminutively deprived,

I didn’t want to bless; not even shower even the most oblivious trace of my empathy; to all those erecting their palaces of gold on bountifully innocent soil; and then opening their discordant mouths to whine,

I didn’t want to pray; not even ask the Almighty Lord even an evanescent showering of bliss; with all baselessly marauding and massacring politicians metamorphosing this earth into the most ultimate of disaster,

I didn’t want to preach; not even waste even the most faintest rhythm of my sagacious voice; for all those dastardly rascals who sold their own mothers; for
bathing in raunchy cigar smoke and wine,

I didn’t want to breathe; not even fill my lungs a threadbare trace; with the maliciously venomous graveyard of air; perfidiously lingering outside,

I didn’t want to love; not even fulminate even the most inaudible beat of my heart; towards an entrenchment of vindictive lies and worthlessness; that brutally incarcerated me in this robotic age; from all sides,

O! Yes; I have no shame whatsoever in divulging that I didn’t want to live anymore in this treacherously lambasting world today; for if this planet as manipulative as it was for just one more minute; then it was better to commit suicide and die; than to kiss the fireballs of celestially sacred life.

16. 1 AND 100

When I turned 1; I incoherently mumbled threadbare gibberish; although was blossoming every unfurling minute into an entrenchment of unfathomably never-ending newness,
At 100 I still found myself incoherently mumbling threadbare gibberish; but each word of mine irrevocably led me towards; the valley of remorsefully ghastly and torturously inclement death.

When I turned 1; I found even the most vibrantly opalescent of colors as immaculately satiny white; although was blooming with the scent of symbiotic
mankind more ardently as each day unfurled into enchantingly exotic night,
At 100 I still found even the most vibrantly opalescent of colors as immaculately satiny white; but each perception of mine truculently led me towards; the gutterline of squalidly indescribable and baselessly massacring death.

When I turned 1; I gave an inquisitively blank stare at everything alien; although was fascinatingly painting the barren palette of this colossal Universe; with majestically fructifying shades of my innocuous artistry,
At 100 I still found myself giving an inquisitively blank stare at everything alien; but each stare of mine irretrievably led me towards; the corpse of lethally penalizing and grotesquely vicious death.

When I turned 1; I got thunderously astounded at even the most mercurial speck of sound and light; although was fulminating into a cloudburst of unrelenting energy as each instant unveiled into a wholesome minute,
At 100 I still found myself thunderously astounded at even the most mercurial speck of sound and light; but each astonishment of mine perniciously led me towards; the hell of diabolically savage and horrendously abusive death.

When I turned 1; I felt mystically overawed at even the most ethereally meek rays of the evening Sun; although was transcending above the realms of Omnipotent heaven; to be the absolute favorite of Almighty Lord,
At 100 I still found myself mystically overawed at even the most ethereally meek rays of the evening Sun; but each exhilarated sensation of mine ominously led me towards; the graveyards of discordantly dilapidated and vindictively
crucifying death.

When I turned 1; I exploded into a mountain of uncontrollable giggles at witnessing even an insipid replica of my reflection in the scintillating mirror; although was spawning into a wave of ebulliently flirtatious timelessness,
At 100 I still found myself exploding into a mountain of uncontrollable giggles at witnessing even an insipid replica of my reflection; but each laughter of mine insatiably led me towards; the train of horrifically sardonic and lecherously pulverizing death.

When I turned 1; I inevitably stumbled on every step that I tread in my illusionary quest to reach the sky; although was diffusing a wave of unsurpassably benign
graciousness; embracing the religion of humanity wherever I went,
At 100 I still found myself stumbling at every step that I tread in my illusionary quest to reach the sky; but each step of mine intransigently led me towards; the gallows of salaciously nonchalant and parasitically gloomy death.

When I turned 1; I got overwhelmingly petrified at even the most parsimonious outrage of people around me; although was uniting more prolifically every
second with all stupendously enthralling goodness of the celestial atmosphere,
At 100 I still found myself overwhelmingly petrified at even the most parsimonious outrage of people around me; but each scream of mine immutably led me towards;
the shadows of gruesomely despicable and tyrannically traumatizing death.

When I turned 1; I inconsolably cried as sordidly blackened night approached; although was paving a path of ubiquitously unassailable and blazing righteousness with my sacredly innocent wails,
At 100 I still found myself inconsolably crying as sordidly blackened night approached; but each cry of mine intractably led me towards; the pigstacks of
abhorrently stinking and criminally vengeful death.

When I turned 1; I groped in utterly collapsing darkness about various aspects of life even as incredulously brilliant rays of light wholesomely encapsulated the trajectory of fathomless sky; although was the most eternally sparkling mate of angels in the heavenly cosmos,
At 100 I still found myself groping in utterly collapsing darkness about various aspects of life even as incredulously brilliant rays of the light wholesomely encapsulated the trajectory of fathomless sky; but each wavering of mine cold-bloodedly led me towards; the shattered glasses of invidiously sinister
and insanely dolorous death.

And when I turned 1; I found even the most nimbly subservient entity around me as an unfathomably towering monster; although was embarking onto the road to triumphantly unending existence with the fires ofenchantment slowly entering into my nostrils,
At 100 I still found even the most nimbly subservient entity around me as an unfathomably towering monster; but each bewildered sensation of mine incorrigibly led me towards; the dungeons of disparagingly disconsolate and gruesomely gory death.

17. 100% NATURAL

At times an inferno of poignantly towering emotions; while at times a meadow of resplendently blissful tranquility that stretched for times immemorial,

At times an astoundingly prolific bombardment of restlessness; while at times a river of celestially milky and exotically unending enchantment,

At times an untamed volcano of tantalizing voluptuousness; while at times as beautifully heavenly as the mystical mists on the spell bindingly gregarious mountaintops,

At times a ferociously undulating sea of unbelievably ecstatic exhilaration; while at times the majestically sleeping castle of fathomless dreams,

At times an indefatigably reverberating catharsis of the countenance; while at times the ingratiatingly innocuous pearl floating in holistic harmony; at the bottom of blue sea,

At times an impudently overpowering monster transcending over the realms of pragmatic sagaciousness; while at times the boundless fleet of silken birds regally sweeping through the clouds,

At times a passionately never ending fire that Omnipotently enlightened the complexion of this dreary planet; while at times a phlegmatically lazing tortoise; paying an absolute deaf ear to the conventionally turgid society,

At times wave of endlessly swirling and enthralling excitement; while at times a nimble dewdrop sensitively curled; and waiting for the very first rays of; fantastically ephemeral dawn,

At times a blazingly marching patriotic soldier for whom even the ghastliest of death caused no fear; while at times at river of amiably drifting contentment; in complete synergy with the Lord Divine,

At times a profoundly ambiguous wind incessantly vacillating between the limitless shades of vivacious life; while at times the rejuvenating incense sticks of irrefutably sparkling truth,

At times an unrelenting cistern of ebullient happiness; while at times inevitably entrenched by obfuscated skies of disparaging sadness,

At times a perennial whirlwind of insurmountable rhapsody; while at times a timidly retreating butterfly sandwiched in cocoons of sordid remorsefulness,

At times a fireball of indefatigably uxorious fantasy which never ends; while at times an impeccably sleeping angel wholesomely oblivious to the unfurling of rapid time,

At times an unparalleled storm which took the entire living race by radically dramatic surprise; while at times a sheepish leaf wilting towards even the most infinitesimal draught of breeze,

At times carving a way of its very own amidst countless others engulfed with baseless rigidity; while at times stooping like an obeisant angel in front of the Almighty divine,

At times an eternally frolicking peacock vividly flirting behind the hills; while at times fretting and fuming in the aisles of treacherously betraying morbidity,

At times an unsurpassable caravan of philanthropic goodness; while at times lured by fabulously eloping and nubile damsels as the bodies euphorically titillated in the moon soaked night,

O! Yes; at times this; while at times an unfathomable shade of that; but one thing was intransigently undeniable; that whether I lived forever in the paradise of heaven; or whether I forever rotted in the gallows of hell with the word die; my heart was; is and would always remain 100% natural.

18. I WOULD FOREVER REMAIN

Call me a lump of infinitesimally squashed tomato; or Call me the diminutive tip of a sordidly despicable matchstick rotting in the abominably fetid garbage heap,

Call me a languid spider nonchalantly fretting on the damp walls; or Call me the wisp of that capriciously fleeting cloud which didn’t know even the slightest of how to enchantingly rain,

Call me an insipid molecule of threadbare dust being blown to far and obsolete places with the tiniest draught of wind; or Call me a preposterously pot-bellied whale devouring countless innocent in a single mouthful,

Call me a ghastily unforgiving demon blowing my worthless trumpet at will; or Call me a lecherous parasite sucking innocuous blood even as midnight unfurled into the scintillatingly spell binding day,

Call me a baseless moron staring purposelessly into boundless bits of blue sky; or Call me a sleazily mud coated pig aimlessly wandering without even contributing an ethereal iota to the fabric of this colossal planet,

Call me an insane lunatic paying a wholesomely deaf ear to the inclement orders of the conventional society; or Call me an irately impudent brat; indiscriminately feasting on the wealth of my sacrosanct ancestors,

Call me an invidious ant horrifically stinging the chapter of glorious existence; or Call me the grotesquely menacing crocodiles tooth ever ready to pulverize anything in vicinity; to inconsequential pulp,

Call me stray gutter water meaninglessly gushing across the dusty street; or Call me uxoriously fanatic behind the tantalizingly raunchy seductress,

Call me a graveyard of utterly deplorably loneliness; or Call me a lackadaisically nonsensical flower without even the most obfuscated insinuation of scent,

Call me a dastardly traitor turning my back to my sacred motherland; or Call me a wave of unendingly treacherous obsession which could never ever end,

Call me a pugnacious insect buzzing in cacophonicallydiscordant incoherence when the world slept; or Call me a demon having a gargantuan appetite for every insidious thing in the chapter of vibrant life,

Call me the most curled bristle of the sweepers avaricious broomstick; or Call me a complete misfit to symbiotically exist with the harmoniously melodious society,
Call me a miserably maimed organism without hands and feet; or Call me abysmally dumb when it came to matters of synergistic pragmatism,

Call me a punitive curse for the trajectory of this boundless planet; or Call me a bizarre eunuch pathetically unable to procreate even an element of my own kind,

Call me a brutally massacred and orphaned egg; or Call me the disdainfully abhorrent grime on the shoe; which intractably refused to move even an mercurial inch,

Call me a ludicrously fading reflection eventually blending with the oblivious horizons; or Call me an impotently undulating ocean without even the tiniest
trace of poignantly ravishing salt,

Call me a disastrously slithering fish without any aim or direction; or Call me a destructive volcano of negative energy; born only to annihilate civilizations to traceless ash,

Call me gory impediment for one and all on this globe alike; or Call me a ghoulishly venomous spirit spreading its remorseful jinx even centuries after veritable death,

And you could Call me by whatever name that you could ever conceive; But for those of you who like me; and even for all those of you who detested even the most remote fraction of my quavering shadow; I would still and forever remain the way I am today; immortally bonded with love; immortally bonded with a fathomless entrenchment of poetry; poetry and just; sensuously Divine Poetry.

19. IF ANYTHING WAS EVER GOING TO CURE YOU.

More than the most unbelievably efficacious of medicines; which irrefutably proclaimed to swipe every trifle of disease forever from your deplorably impoverished form,

More than the most impregnably fortified of milk; which irrefutably proclaimed to impart such an ardent tenacity to every of your shriveled bone; which was harder than the hardest of rock,

More than the most brilliantly scintillating of mirrors; which irrefutably proclaimed to candidly portray even the most hopelessly obfuscated shades of your lugubriously disheveled persona,

More than the most unassailably learned of saints; who irrefutably proclaimed to ameliorate you of even the most ghastliest of pain; by simply caressing a singleton whisker of your hair with their fingertips,

More than the most vividly euphoric of breeze; which irrefutably proclaimed to timelessly rejuvenate even the most tawdrily decrepit of your nerves; pricelessly bestow you with caverns of unprecedented exhilaration,

More than the most indomitably parading of dinosaurs; who irrefutably proclaimed to make you the strongest organism on this fathomlessly emollient Universe; as they hoisted you towards the sky in their arms,

More than the most ravishingly undulating of seas; which irrefutably proclaimed to bless every cranny of your bereaved soul with such tanginess; that you’d never ever feel the perils of treacherous exhaustion,

More than the most jubilantly bewitching of fairies; which irrefutably proclaimed to inexhaustibly liberate you from even the most inconspicuous of your worries; placing you forever in the eternal grass of paradise,

More than most Omnipotently blazing of Sun; which irrefutably proclaimed to vanquish even the most fugitive ounce of depression from your bones; perpetuating you to forever march forward in optimistic rhapsody,

More than the most eternally foliated of trees; which irrefutably proclaimed to limitlessly mollify you with their bountifully symbiotic consanguinity; put you
into a state of eternally celestial rest,

More than the most iridescently magnetic of stars; which irrefutably proclaimed to incredulously tantalize you out of your every agony; be perennially there as your sole savior for an infinite more lives,

More than the most stupendously enamoring of rainbows; which irrefutably proclaimed to magically mitigate you of your delirious obsessions; bring out the blessed human in you for times immemorial,

More than the most enviably contemporary of contraptions; which irrefutably proclaimed to incredulously ease every cynically onerous task of your life; at a speed faster than that of fervent light,

More than the most triumphantly virile of seeds; which irrefutably proclaimed to embody in you such an astounding virility; that even the most saddened part
of you proliferated into boundless cisterns of effulgent happiness,

More than the most majestically undefeated of kings; who irrefutably proclaimed to replace even the most ethereal insinuations of your poverty; with a heaven of unceasingly invincible gold; silver and richness,

More than the most sensuously inebriating of clouds; which irrefutably proclaimed to tirelessly enshroud every frazzled dormitory of your brain with royal fantasy; making you fly above the land of infinite infinity even as you alighted your first foot to walk,

More than the most infallibly fearless of friends; who irrefutably proclaimed to forever annihilate every trace of angst in your conscience; with the unbeatably peerless bond of their everlasting friendship,

More than the most immortal fulminations of your blood; breath and heart; which irrefutably proclaimed to keep the dwindling spirit in your devastated countenance; alive for a countless million births yet to unveil,

If anything was ever going to cure you of the worst of your mental or physical ailments; then it is solely and only your perpetually augmenting desire to live
and let live from the most innermost realms of your soul; irrespective of whatever you were ever confronted with; of course with the blessings and the grace of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord.

20. I LIVE TO DIE ONEDAY. AND DIE TO LIVE EVERYDAY.

I stayed tirelessly awake only to inevitably sleep one day; and I humanely slept one day; only to truly relish even an inconspicuous moment of being vivaciously awake; everyday,

I unassailably triumphed only to inevitably fail one day; and I humanely failed one day; only to truly relish even the most infinitesimal fragrance of unfettered triumph; everyday,

I inexhaustibly absorbed brilliantly optimistic Sunlight only to inevitably blacken one day; and I humanely blackened one day; only to truly relish even the most obliviously disappearing trace of Omnipotent Sunlight; everyday,

I profusely basked in the glory of rose scent only to inevitably stagnate one day; and I humanely stagnated one day; only to truly relish even the tiniest wisp of eternal scent; everyday,

I astoundingly floated in the clouds only to inevitably bury one day; and I humanely buried one day; only to truly relish even the most evanescent entrenchment of sensuous clouds; everyday,

I indefatigably adventured only to inevitably robotize one day; and I humanely robotized one day; only to truly relish even the most fugitively eluding winds of tantalizing adventure; everyday,

I timelessly smiled only to inevitably sadden one day; and I humanely saddened one day; only to truly relish even the most obsolete insinuations of heavenly smiles; everyday,

I insuperably preached only to inevitably forget one day; and I humanely forgot one day; only to truly relish even the most vanishing element of wonderfully liberating preaching; everyday,

I unceasingly ate the most synergistically succulent food only to inevitably starve one day; and I humanely starved one day; only to truly relish even the most diminutive iota of jubilantly fructifying food; everyday,

I unflinchingly spoke the truth only to inevitably lie one day; and I humanely lied one day; only to truly relish even the most ethereal innuendo of victoriously Omnipresent truth; everyday,

I infallibly replenished only to inevitably disembowel one day; and I humanely disemboweled one day; only to truly relish even the most obfuscated ounce of compassionately burgeoning replenishment; everyday,

I inexorably conquered only to inevitably slaver one day; and I humanely slavered one day; only to truly relish even the most mercurial aura of royally priceless conquering; everyday,

I endlessly romanced only to inevitably betray one day; and I humanely betrayed one day; only to truly relish even the most infidel thread of perennially spawning romance; everyday,

I limitlessly joked only to inevitably depress one day; and I humanely depressed one day; only to truly relish even the most parsimonious dramatization of everlastingly ebullient joke; everyday,

I uncontrollably proliferated only to inevitably disintegrate one day; and I humanely disintegrated one day; only to truly relish even the most sequestered strand of handsomely amazing proliferation; everyday,

I unfathomably magnetized only inevitably commercialize one day; and I humanely commercialized one day; only to truly relish even the most cloistered fabric of eternally resplendent magnetization; everyday,

I unsurpassably radiated with power only to inevitably shrivel one day; and
I humanely shriveled one day; only to truly relish even the most evanescent
pathway of Omnipresently blessing power; everyday,

I unceasingly rolled in unlimited riches only to inevitably emaciate one
day; and I humanely emaciated one day; only to truly relish even the most
feckless ingredient of symbiotically sensuous richness; everyday,

I immortally throbbed only to inevitably stone one day; and I humanely stoned one day; only to truly relish even the most invisible horizon of inimitably consecrating immortality; everyday,

And I unstoppably lived only to inevitably die one day; and I humanely died
one day; only to truly relish even the most minuscule shade of Omnisciently
ever-pervading life; everyday.

21. THE VERY FIRST BREATH IS INFACT DEATH

When the Omnipotent Sun first shines brilliantly in fathomless sky; it is infact the very first indication of satanic darkness; inevitably about to usurp every trace of conceivable light on planet divine.

When altruistic Truth first majestically descends upon inscrutable earth; it is infact the very first indication of tawdry evil; inevitably about to settle upon every tangible and intangible leaf of planet divine.

When unlimited Happiness first burgeons in the unconquerable atmosphere; it is infact the very first indication of inexplicable misery; inevitably about to capsize every free space of planet divine.

When the indomitable Lion first roars in the untamed forests; it is infact the very first indication of limitless silence; inevitably about to plummet upon the amazing labyrinth of planet divine.

When Intrepidly blazing Victory first kisses the fabric of the cosmos; it is infact the very first indication of lugubrious defeat; inevitably about to strangulate every perceivable cranny of planet divine.

When Symbiotic Humanity first unites every caste; creed; color on this earth; it is infact the very first indication of sadistic prejudice; inevitably about to divide every holistic parchment of planet divine.

When the most pricelessly inimitable Pearls first glimmer on the trajectory of this earth; it is infact the very first indication of crucifying poverty; inevitably about to dismantle the impregnable crux of planet divine.

When the Righteous Mirror first reflects your truest persona to the entire world; it is infact the very first indication of despondent haziness; inevitably about to disorient the redolent chapters of planet divine.

When the first Virile Leaf royally fructifies from lackadaisically black soil; it is infact the very first indication of hapless decay; inevitably about to quagmire even the most infinitesimal barren space of planet divine.

When the blessed Muscles first radiate into rays of unfettered strength; it is infact the very first indication of cancerous weakness; inevitably about to incarcerate every synergistic turnstile of planet divine.

When the Sensuous Clouds shower their first droplet of golden rain upon ardent earth; it is infact the very first indication of hedonistic drought; inevitably about to gobble every celestial nook & cranny of planet divine.

When the Virile Body first sprouts into unbelievably ecstatic seeds of survival; it is infact the very first indication of jinxed infertility; inevitably about to massacre every palpable speck of planet divine.

When Insuperable Blood first radiates into the unsurpassable fervor of humanity; it is infact the very first indication of amorphous meaninglessness; inevitably about to uproot the complexion of planet divine.

When the Benign Eye first diffuses into cisterns of invincible empathy; it is infact the very first indication of vicarious heartlessness; inevitably about to puncture the filament of planet divine.

When the Fathomless Brain first commences to timelessly fantasize; it is infact the very first indication of heinous deliriousness; inevitably about to disjoint the astounding articulation of planet divine.

When the Unassailable Peak of the mountain first looms large towards incredulous sky; it is infact the very first indication of mortifying downfall; inevitably about to behead every trifle of success on planet divine.

When the Effulgent Nightingale first sings its most unfathomably mellifluous tune in the crimson evening; it is infact the very first indication of acrimonious malice; inevitably about to gouge every sparkling eye of planet divine.

When the Immortal Heart throbs its first beat of rhapsodically Perpetual love; it is infact the very first indication of invidious betrayal; inevitably about to assassinate every bit of compassion on planet divine.

And when the First form of life bountifully spawns for the first time on this amazingly fragrant globe; it is infact the very first indication of inescapable death; inevitably about to hopelessly end existence on planet divine.

22. 10 FOOT “X” 5 FOOT CORPSE.

You might indiscriminately trample countless innocent under your bohemian foot every time you chose to walk; but remember O! greedy Man; that howsoever powerful you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that deplorably stinking and deteriorating;
10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might parasitically manipulate your way up to the entire wealth on this earth; but remember O! murderous Man; that howsoever ever-pervading you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that disgustingly incarcerating and decimating; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might satanically treat every pious mother as your tawdry brothel; but remember O! chauvinistic Man; that howsoever unshakable you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that truculently dilapidated and penalizing; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might ignominiously keep the entire planet on your squalid foot asking them to lick the criminally ghastly grime; but remember O! rotting Man; that howsoever indomitable you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that unbearably asphyxiating and wastrel;  10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might salaciously sell your mother and sisters in exchange of a few mountains of currency coin; but remember O! slandering Man; that howsoever undefeatable you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that diabolically pulverizing and amorphous; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might deliberately transmit the deathly virus of hiv/aids from your body into that of boundless unwittingly innocent; but remember O! wretched Man; that howsoever shrewd you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that hedonistically disgruntled and sinful; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might render fathomless children orphaned; beheading the scalps of their parents right infront of their innocuous eyes; but remember O! devilish Man;
that howsoever perennial you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that indefatigably trampling and vindictive; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might open your mouth solely to bark an unsurpassable valley of indescribable abuse; but remember O! dogged Man; that howsoever correct you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that wantonly decrepit and castigating; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might deliriously suck every droplet of blood from the veins of existing organism of this Universe; but remember O! vagabond Man; that howsoever insuperable you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that ominously violent and extinguishing; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might chop the head and foot of every priceless animal in the forest just to embellish the walls of your spurious living room; but remember O! unsavory
Man; that howsoever ubiquitous you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that pathetically distraught and feckless; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might ruthlessly devastate an infinite civilizations with your bawdy atom bombs; but remember O! dictatorial Man; that howsoever audacious you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that invidiously ribald and victimizing; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might sadistically like to play cricket with the eyeballs of newborn children after cold-bloodedly gouging them; but remember O! uncouth Man; that howsoever victorious you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; sacrilegiously divesting and hideous; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might barbarously nail your very own idiosyncratically traumatic eccentricities upon every pristine face alive; but remember O! venomous Man; that howsoever supernatural you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that atrociously demonic and cynical; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might mockingly blow away every old person you encountered on the streets with the puffs of your unrelentingly rebuking breath; but remember O! tyrannical Man; that howsoever magical you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that brutally strangulating and vituperative; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might lecherously compel every person on earth to hoarsely beg; but remember O! maniacal Man; that howsoever Kingly you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that disparagingly nullifying and sinking; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might bury all those people who didn’t obey your worthless commands to an infinite feet beneath lackadaisical soil; but remember O! impoverished Man;
that howsoever Gigantic you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that perilously massacring and balderdash; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might shatter a fathomless hearts with your swords of blood-stained hatred and malice; but remember O! penurious Man; that howsoever Omnipotent you
considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that preposterously rugged and torn; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

You might lead every moment of your life disseminating only the venom of malicious discrimination into every organism alive; but remember O! licentious Man; that howsoever celestial you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that cannibalistically beleaguered and unsolicited corpse.

And you might snatch the breath of whosoever you wished at gay abandon making use of all your acrimoniously contemporary paraphernalia; but remember O! destitute Man; that howsoever invincible you considered yourself to be; your inevitably ultimate end was; is and shall always only remain; that pugnaciously disoriented and flagrant; 10 foot X 5 foot corpse.

23. IF RAPE IS INEVITABLE; ENJOY IT.

If drowning in the fathomlessly treacherous ocean seems inevitable; why not
start to stupendously relish the unbelievably tangy spray of the sea on
every pore of your nakedly impoverished skin,

If falling from the absolute epitome of Everest seems inevitable; why not start to passionately embrace every draught of exuberant air; as you unstoppably plummeted like thunderbolts of lightening towards heartless ground,

If being bitten by the diabolically ominous serpent seems inevitable; why not start to unfathomably admire its majestically unconquerable hood; as it uncontrollably quivered under the pristinely impeccable light of the midnight moon,

If being victimized by acrimoniously slandering isolation seems inevitable;
why not start to unceasingly kiss the tranquil silence with the periphery of your rubicund lips; even as there wasn’t a trace of civilization till countless centuries apart,

If being excoriated into nothingness whilst trapped in a lion’s cage seems inevitable; why not start to tirelessly feast your eyes upon the unflinching patriotism; that wafted from every ingredient of your blood that now almost overwhelmed the fabric of the Universe,

If being slit open by a demonically gleaming knife seems inevitable; why not
start to mesmerize every cranny of the whites of your eye; with its magical
gleam even at the cruelest hour of the ribald night,

If satanically crucifying starvation seems inevitable; why not start to fondle and massage each of your pathetically tyrannized bone; to the most ultimate epitomes of ecstasy and satisfaction,

If cadaverously penalizing blindness seems inevitable; why not start to envisage the entire world as a paradise of uninhibited nakedness; eternally dancing in the winds of sensuously untamed blackness,

If horrendously subjugating deafness seems inevitable; why not start to treat your ears only to the most opulently luxurious and vivaciously tinkling earrings,

If heinously traumatizing poverty seems inevitable; why not start to fantasize about perpetually floating in the clouds; away from every earthly pleasure; and without a cloth to engulf your ebullient form,

If the despairingly deteriorated gallows of jail seem inevitable; why not
start to wholesomely blindfold your effulgent eyes; and cognize a life after
this currently destitute lifetime of yours,

If being buried under the gorily invidious avalanche seems inevitable; why
not start to ardently play and blend with the royally untainted iceflakes; being insurmountably tantalized by their velvety caress; just like a newly born child,

If being salaciously torn apart from your beloved seems inevitable; why not
start to fervently appreciate the inexhaustible tenacity with which your heart still throbbed; for the destined remainder of your life,

If being lost in the inexplicably gigantic labyrinth of tunnels seems inevitable; why not start to be enchanted and till the very last breath of your life; by the
astoundingly pitch-dark stillness,

If being pugnaciously aborted right in the womb of your mother seems inevitable; why not start to think that this was the greatest blessing that your mother could ever dream of bestowing upon you; even before you were born,

If walking through an endless field of acridly abstruse thorns seems inevitable; why not start to feel perennially blessed; as the blood profusely oozing from your feet; unassailably enriched every ounce of spell-bindingly naked soil,

If being crushed under the unstoppably speeding car seems inevitable; why
not start to feel that you’re soon going to undergo; an unchallengeable world record for bearing maximum pain,

If the unforgivable hands of death seem inevitable; why not start to unbelievably relish your expedition to either Heaven/Hell; feel like a quintessential ingredient of the boundaries of the uncannily unknown,

And if treacherously besmirching rape seems inevitable; why not start to
unprecedenteldy enjoy every conceivable contact of skin with ignited skin;
why not undyingly enjoy the ultimate dewdrops of virility; now sinfully but
eventually amalgamating two bodies as one.

24. NO OPTIONS AFTER DEATH.

Some said that there was only and just brutally crucifying darkness; a wall of satanically pulverizing blackness; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just ghastily crippling silence; an unsurpassable coffin of tyrannically hopeless devastation; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just enchantingly invincible paradise; a festoon of royally resplendent heavens to welcome you; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just gruesomely ribald boredom; unsurpassable mortuaries of deplorably crucifying frustration; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just sadistically satanic torture; brutal excoriation of even the most infinitesimal of bones; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just fetidly abhorrent stench; limitless dungeons of sacrilegious decay; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just insanely bawdy mania; uprooting every ingredient of celestial happiness; after you wholesomely relinquished your very
last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just diabolically annihilating hell; the carcasses of unceasingly vindictive doomsday; after you wholesomely relinquished your very  last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just unconquerably perpetual rebirth; the same form of life being consummately replaced by another; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just true emancipation of the soul; with it entering another symbiotically holy spirit; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just profanely livid loneliness; every iota of the blood being frozen into wisps of inane meaninglessness; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just hedonistically evil distortion; the graveyards of the most cancerously maiming of disease plaguing every ounce of your vibrant existence; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just a despairing oblivion of infinite infinity; helplessness and ominous hopelessness on every step that you dared tread; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just an invidious apocalypse of hysterical sobbing; a haunted house of inconsolably never-ending misery; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just a tomb of indefatigable bad luck; where even the most evanescent droplet of water that you tried to consume metamorphosing into victimizing venom; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just a Universe of blessed re-incarnation; unassailably Omnipotent life spawning on every quarter of earth; after you
wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just a pigstalk of stinkingly debasing lies; a jailhouse of lecherously penalizing felony; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Some said that there was only and just a lugubriously jinxed ghost; forlornly cursed wails of tawdrily decrepit nothingness; after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died,

Whilst I said that as long as you lived and there was life; there simply wasn’t anything like death; not even the most ethereal of its agnostic insinuation; and after you wholesomely relinquished your very last breath and died; there wasn’t the tiniest of possibility of contemplating your deathly options any further; as no form of vibrant life would ever dare even whisper and come back again.

25. TIMELESSLY INSEPARABLE TALKING.

If it was your lusciously mesmerizing lips that wonderfully whispered; then it was my ardently igniting kisses that would do every bit of the timelessly enthralling talking,

If it was your fantastically hazel eyes that tranquilly whispered; then it was my indefatigably vivacious eyelashes that would do every bit of the timelessly flirtatious talking,

If it was your intrepidly celestial ears that charismatically whispered; then it was my inexhaustibly exploring tongue that would do every bit of the timelessly exploring talking,

If it was your seductively redolent feet that uninhibitedly whispered; then it was my irrefutably infallible trail that would do every bit of the timelessly adventurous talking,

If it was your daintily articulate fingers that unrestrictedly whispered; then it was my magically ameliorating artistry that would do every bit of the timelessly passionate talking,

If it was your celestially symbiotic shoulders that fantastically whispered; then it was my innocuously pristine selflessness that would do every bit of the timelessly redolent talking,

If it was your enigmatically unruly armpits that seductively whispered; then it was my pricelessly golden perspiration that would do every bit of the timelessly bountiful talking,

If it was your impeccably nubile chin that ebulliently whispered; then it were my infinite enamoring goose-bumps that would do every bit of the timelessly undefeated talking,

If it was your voluptuously ardent breasts that resplendently whispered; then it was my unceasingly kneading palms that would do every bit of the timelessly unbridled talking,

If it was your iridescently embellished belly that jubilantly whispered; then it was my unstoppably machismo hunger that would do every bit of the timelessly intermingling talking,

If it was your triumphantly truthful veins that ecstatically whispered; then it was my unassailably crimson blood that would do every bit of the timelessly blessed talking,

If it was your innovatively intriguing brain that unrestrictedly whispered; then it was my astoundingly fathomless fantasy that would do every bit of the timelessly exhilarating talking,

If it was your exotically desirous thighs that spell bindingly whispered; then it was my uncannily untamed electricity that would do every bit of the timelessly fervent talking,

If it was your unbelievably mellifluous throat that gorgeously whispered; then it was my inimitably new-born voice that would do every bit of the timelessly effulgent talking,

If it was your beautifully sculptured toes that inscrutably whispered; then it was my unfathomably magical shadow that would do every bit of the timelessly endowing talking,

If it was your piquantly hissing panic button that surreptitiously whispered; then it was my mischievously nibbling teeth that would do every bit of the timelessly reinvigorating talking,

If it was your insuperably Omniscient nostrils that beautifully whispered; then it was my immortally unsinkable life that would do every bit of the timelessly united talking,

If it was your perpetually throbbing heart that clandestinely whispered; then it was my unconquerably undying love that would do every bit of the timelessly coalescing talking,

And if unfortunately; not even the most infinitesimal iota of your mind; body or soul ever whispered; then even without the tiniest of your tangible innuendo; each beat of my heart; blood and breath would still forever and ever and ever bond with every aspect of your philanthropically emollient life; would still forever and ever and ever do every bit of the timelessly inseparable talking.

26. 31ST DECEMBER- THE MOST ENVIABLE BACHELOR.

The day brought alongwith it; an unsurpassable longing to greet a fantastically new and spellbindingly untainted chapter of beginning,

The day brought alongwith it; a feeling of unconquerably infallible triumph; of surpassing even the most infinitesimal iota of evil; with the winds of an optimistically enlightening tomorrow,

The day brought alongwith it; a profound feeling of untamed nostalgia; as blissful and emotionally chagrined memories of the past; inundated even the most obsolete quarter of the mind at lightening speeds of time,

The day brought alongwith it; an undefeatable resolution of spending a countless more lives engulfed with symbiotic prosperity; with the very priceless life just about to commence within a few hours,

The day brought alongwith it; an adventure of unbridled ecstasy; transcending over even the most ghastliest of pain and inexplicably treacherous disease,

The day brought alongwith it; an unassailable entrenchment of timeless unity; with organisms of every caste; creed and race; romancing and indefatigably gyrating to the beats of vibrant existence; under the iridescent midnight Sunshine,

The day brought alongwith it; the tunes of eternally rhapsodic joy; as the Sun blazed its most indomitably Omnipotent light ever; before humbly sinking in the horizons to celestially illuminate the world tomorrow; with intrepid light,

The day brought alongwith it; an uncannily exultating reverberation in every conceivable pore of the body; which exuberantly braced itself for the Omnipresent goodness of a majestically brand new hour,

The day brought alongwith it; the most effulgently wistful hours of the entire year; with every unfurling instant catapulting you on to the most brilliantly unfettered paradise,

The day brought alongwith it; an intractably overpowering feeling of the present overruling the past like never before; with every tangible chime to the clock; igniting the pulse and soul to an ultimate crescendo of joyous activity,

The day brought alongwith it; an inexhaustible scent of righteous perseverance; the ultimate culmination of all deeds symbiotically executed; into the invincible rays of a bountifully fructifying tomorrow,

The day brought alongwith it; the most ebulliently blessed memories of the past; with every anecdote of revitalizing freshness gushing past at whirlwind speeds through the impoverished brain,

The day brought alongwith it; a Herculean inferno of restlessly unexplored energy; with every single organism of the Universe in an unbelievable rush to add those punctiliously eventful finishing touches,

The day brought alongwith it; a wholesomely changed perspective about the chapter of vivaciously stupefying life; with every ingredient of scarlet blood feeling; that it was just a few inches away from experiencing victorious totality,

The day brought alongwith it; an interminably jubilant resolution of coining newer and newer targets in destined life; with the quintessential mantra being heavenly prosperity and ubiquitously perpetuating the axiom of Live and let Live,

The day brought alongwith it; an unlimited instinct to survive beyond one’s projected time; incredulously metamorphosing every infidel protraction into a gorge of impeccable faithfulness,

The day brought alongwith it; a ray of nimbly vespered hope; of perhaps the veritably dead and inimitably beloved; reinvigorating once again from the horizons once again tomorrow,

The day brought alongwith it; the beats of unfathomably maverick rejoicing; with every tangible and intangible entity on the globe; pouring even the most oblivious crannies of their hearts out; to express nothing else but Immortal love,

The day brought alongwith it; the most fervently unhindered breathing of the year; an extraordinary feeling of accomplishment pounding the intricate chest; of stepping into new dimensions of flamboyant daylight,

And although you might ardently desire for it to be every day of the beautiful year. But sadly; it would still continue to remain the most enviable bachelor; unfurling only just once every single year . Such was the magic of tantalizing magical and perpetually single; 31st December.

27. A DEATH MORE INCARCERATING

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the walls of my stomach didn’t crave for a single morsel of succulently bountiful food; even for an infinite indefatigably painstaking of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the whites and blacks of my eye didn’t crave for a single globule of compassionately celestial moisture; even for an infinite limitlessly acerbic of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my intricate veins didn’t crave for a single pinch of poignantly crimson blood; even for an infinite boundlessly treacherous of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the periphery of my lips didn’t crave for a single innuendo of blissful smile; even for an infinite unsurpassably satanic of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the hollows of my ears didn’t crave for a single trace of euphoric sound; even for an infinite uncouthly divesting of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the periphery of my bones didn’t crave for a single horizon of strength; even for an infinite salaciously lambasting of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the trajectory of my cheeks didn’t crave for a single triumphant blush; even for an infinite ominously debilitating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the soles of my feet didn’t crave for a single cushion of ebullient grass; even for an infinite indiscriminately crippling of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the curvatures of my untamed nails didn’t crave for a single uninhibitedly ardent itch; even for an infinite hedonistically massacring of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the passageways of my throat didn’t crave for a single ounce of water; even for an infinite tyrannically devastating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my armpits didn’t crave for a single trickle of enchantingly golden sweat; even for an infinite unstoppably penalizing of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my eyelashes didn’t crave for a single feather of fantastically unbridled sensuousness; even for an infinite unceasingly slandering of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my tongue didn’t crave for a single jet of tantalizingly emphatic saliva; even for an infinite brutally asphyxiating of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my majestic manhood didn’t crave for a single draught of spell binding fertility; even for an infinite parasitically obsolete of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my strangulated nostrils didn’t crave for a single breath of unlimitedly mesmerizing freshness; even for an infinite diabolically slaining of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the jagged outlines of my teeth didn’t crave for a single wholeheartedly reinvigorating bite; even for an infinite disparagingly oblivious of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if the apertures of my hindside didn’t crave
for a single symbiotically ameliorating expurgation; even for an infinite traumatically castigated of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my heart didn’t crave for a single beat of unassailably fructifying love; even for an infinite tawdrily truculent of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my conscience didn’t crave for a single horizon of everlastingly blessed righteousness; even for an infinite violently unsparing of my lifetimes,

It seemed nothing odd to me; if my soul didn’t crave for a single beam of optimistically enlightened peace; even for an infinite dolorously pulverizing of my lifetimes,

But if the fathomless realms of my brain didn’t crave for immortally bestowing poetry even for an infinitesimal single second; I perished to an end more ghastly than the most forlornly flagrant of hell; a death which was more sadistically incarcerating; than an infinite of an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.

28. PEOPLE MORE CRIMINAL THAN HIM.

What kind of a person must he be; indiscriminately trampling even the most
infinitesimal trace of civilization that dared come his cadaverous way?

What kind of a person must he be; exuding countless tumblers of wastrel spit; upon the divinely impeccable contours of his father and inimitably venerated mother?

What kind of a person must he be; ruthlessly asphyxiating even the last breath of the fetus in the godly mothers womb; just because it was of a pristinely blessed girl?

What kind of a person must he be; sadistically brewing up only human brains
on his treacherously satanic stove; to mollify every ingredient of his hunger for the brilliantly sweltering day and sweet-dish for the remainder of the sinister night?

What kind of a person must he be; gorily selling his mother and daughters for parsimonious wads of money; just in order that he bathed and slept in tubs of tawdrily decrepit sleaze and wine?

What kind of a person must he be; perpetually perpetuating a gunshot straight through the skull; at the slightest insinuation of denial?

What kind of a person must he be; uncouthly annihilating even the most evanescent trace of forest and enchanting wildlife; to erect robotic coffins of the politician on the foundation of pricelessly innocent blood?

What kind of a person must he be; timelessly praying solely for the wholesome destruction of every element of victorious existence; psychotically licking the footprints of the hedonistic devil; till infinite infinity?

What kind of a person must he be; ghoulishly using cisterns of scarlet blood to cleanse even the most non-existently inane pore of his skin; after sacrilegiously eviscerating the same from countless celestial lives?

What kind of a person must he be; defecating the very last impediment in his
tyrannically wanton bowels upon the countenance of jubilantly infallible truth; every unfurling instant of the day and murderous night?

What kind of a person must he be; ghastily crunching bones of innocuous living children into inconspicuous chowder; just to relieve the zanily diabolical itching in the corpse of his devilish teeth?

What kind of a person must he be; ignominiously condemning and ostracizing
the rules of the Omnipresent Creator; barking every abuse in the dictionary towards the grace of the invincible Almighty Lord?

What kind of a person must he be; unrelentingly wanting to become the ultimate patriarch of the entire planet; at the cost of unceasing terror and abhorrently fetid war?

What kind of a person must he be; bawdily plucking out the whites of every eye that he encountered in his lifetime; just to bizarrely play a game of lascivious marbles with the same and till endless eternity?

What kind of a person must he be; dementedly digging deeper and deeper into the corpse of dead living organisms; instead of proliferating into triumphantly astounding newness like the sacred mother soil?

What kind of a person must he be; demonically chopping the tongue of every old man and woman; just in order to uxoriously cleanse the squalid soles of his bohemian foot with the same?

What kind of a person must he be; whose sole mission in life was to wholesomely metamorphose every bit of resplendent truth into stinking lies; who interminably strived to snap the wings of immortal love forever and ever and ever?

What kind of a person must he be; ominously wanting to thrust the mask of
delirious depression upon the first unfettered rays of the Omniscient Sun; overpower everything on the trajectory of this fathomless Universe; with the cannibalistic blackness of crime?

O.K, for a moment lets leave him aside. For people more criminal; people more diabolically perverted; people more psychotically preposterous were you; me; and everyone else on this boundless earth; who had time to crazily read; ardently write; inexhaustibly fantasize; intricately analyze all this as mentioned above about him; when we had much brilliantly effulgent things to do and relish in our lives; rather than bother about a man such as HIM and every of his lifeless kind.

29. I WRITE BECAUSE

I write to alleviate tumultuously bereaved humanity; impregnate optimistic beams of hope in the lives of all those miserably divested,

I write to unrelentingly explore the enchanting beauty of this gigantic Universe; bountifully assimilate all exotic goodness of the atmosphere in my wandering
soul,

I write to give the most voluptuously poignant expression to words; churn majestic artistry out of even the most; inconspicuously threadbare,

I write to blissfully placate my turbulently asphyxiated soul; fulminate into astoundingly vibrant newness; every unfurling instant of the gloriously Sunlit day,

I write to exuberantly trigger the chords of my imagination to the most unprecedented limits; unleash a whirlpool of unfathomable discovery in every
alphabet that I chiseled; with my very own blood,

I write to perpetually embrace the winds of seductive romance; titillate every devastatingly frigid arena of my visage; with the profusely irrevocable mysticism in the; vivid atmosphere,

I write to make every haplessly shattered organism on this fathomless planet; celestially unite in the uninhibitedly priceless wings of; scintillating humanity,

I write to ebulliently break the monotony of manipulative office; keep myself boundless kilometers away from; diabolically commercial and spuriously white collared business tycoons,

I write to wholesomely free the innocuously impeccable; from chains of barbaric slavery; and insanely tyrannical incarceration,

I write to wholeheartedly divulge the innermost of my feelings to this unending planet; walk shoulder to shoulder and with profound equanimity lingering in my
crystalline eyes; abreast my comrades marching towards irrefutable righteousness,

I write to inculcate Herculean poignancy in my lackadaisical blood; unequivocally ensure that each element of my countenance; blazed ahead in the unparalleled ardor to lead euphoric life,

I write to eternally soar in the clouds of beautifully bestowing companionship; perennially unite with all those with a philanthropic conscience; with all those
shedding even the last droplet of their blood for the sake of their sacrosanct motherland,

I write to handsomely relieve the unsurpassable dormitories of imagination in my brain; imparting them a cloudburst of enamoring shapes and panoramic forms,

I write to innocently relive the memories of immaculate childhood; stupendously cherish all those revered moments when I indefatigably flirted in the aisles of mischief; eventually interlocking myself in the lap of my mother; for times immemorial,

I write to ubiquitously commiserate with all humanity irrespective of caste; creed or color wonderfully alike; filter a path of supremely optimistic light; through every benign stanza of my verse,

I write to heavenly coalesce with my aboriginal rudiments; embark on a fabulous expedition to backtrack time; fantastically discovering the very first puff of breath from which I was born,

I write to majestically feel the breeze of togetherness; marvelously experience the empathy of all those with a symbiotically holistic soul; even though I stood disastrously alone,

I write to incessantly broaden my perspective about this enthralling earth; enshroud each iota of my bedraggled demeanor; with the everlasting spirit of timelessness,

I write to exhale incomprehensible tornados of air without the slightest of circumspection; so that the air regally entrapped in my penurious lungs; was
ecumenically there for all to share,

I write to synergistically exist; execute my plethora of humanely activities; with the most gorgeously melodious dexterity; jubilantly absorbing even the gruesomely acrimonious chapters of mystical life,

Most importantly; I write because my heart wants me to; astoundingly proliferating into a mountain of tantalizing seduction; even as hell rained down from sky to forever lick the earth.

30. EVERY DAY IS A NEW DAY

Every day is a new day; bringing along with it overwhelming loads of happiness; and an unparalleled rhapsody to blissfully lead life,

Every day is a new day; unfurling into a rainbow of spell binding optimism; healing even the most inexplicably ghastly wounds of yesterday; with the flaming rays of the dazzlingly Omnipotent Sun,

Every day is a new day; vivaciously bouncing in the profoundly untamed spirit of existence; wholesomely shrugging your remorseful past into mists of obsolete
oblivion,

Every day is a new day; blooming with the fragrance of unconquerable humanity; incessantly transpiring you to philanthropically surge forward; to resplendently fulfil your humanitarian mission in life,

Every day is a new day; entirely disengaging your mind from the negative energies of the past; as the euphoric horizons of mesmerizing dawn; immaculately greeted the whites of your pristine eyes,

Every day is a new day; triumphantly maneuvering you towards the path of irrefutable righteousness; impregnating a jubilant sparkle in your stride; as the flowers blossomed ebulliently on the frolicking hills,

Every day is a new day; rendering you yet another chance to benevolently win over the gigantically insurmountable planet; with the waves of unprecedented love in your heart,

Every day is a new day; enlightening the lantern of miraculous freshness in every pathetically beleaguered bone of your body; unassailably ensuring that you handsomely confronted even the most devilishly insidious situation in the chapter of life,

Every day is a new day; profusely charming even the most dolorously deadened of your senses with the melodious chirp of the boisterous sparrow; filtering a path of unfathomable exuberance; on every step that you holistically tread,

Every day is a new day; beautifully alluring every frigidly hopeless pore on your skin; with compassionate beams of ardent belonging and princely togetherness,

Every day is a new day; fervently impressing upon you that life was patriotically endless; with each moment unveiling; sagaciously apprising you of its unsurpassably Omnipresent aura,

Every day is a new day; deluging your drearily staggering countenance with the unbelievably ecstatic melody in the atmosphere; celestially uplifting you from the dungeons of disparagingly ominous despair,

Every day is a new day; magnificently greeting you with an incomprehensible ocean of hope and emphatic excitement; making you bask in the essence of a harmoniously symbiotic existence,

Every day is a new day; magnanimously commiserating with all your traumatized anguish; perpetually ensuring that the rays of the divine; majestically caressed each quarter of your tumultuously bereaved soul,

Every day is a new day; stupendously enthralling you with its enamoring entrenchment of tireless proliferation; spawning a gorge of unrelenting enthusiasm on every puff of air that you embraced,

Every day is a new day; weaving its magically reinvigorating spell upon each ingredient of your blood disdainfully frozen under avalanches of bizarre commercialism; perpetuating you with supremely Omniscient power to; synergistically survive,

Every day is a new day; with the astounding network of colors in the cosmos not only soothing your extinguishing existence; but triggering you to mystically unravel into the spirit of vivid glory,

Every day is a new day; indefatigably breathing upon you the most grandiloquent elixir of life; flooding your nostrils with the scent of ravishing roses sprouting full throttle; in the fathomless valley,

Every day is a new day; guiding you on the path of impeccably scintillating truth; wholesomely snapping even the most diminutive fang of derogatory prejudice;
from the realms of your innocuous conscience,

And every day is a new day; replenishing each beat of your traumatically anguished heart with enchanting love; immortally metamorphosing every wind of defeat that stared you hopelessly in your eyes; into the Sun of Omnipotent fearlessness.

31. SENSITIVITY

At times crowning as the most unassailably embellished prince; making me triumphant over all my uncouthly coldblooded adversaries,
While at times a devastating hurricane; pulverizing me mercilessly; to blend with inconspicuously threadbare dust.

At times insatiably propelling me to soar handsomely through the majestic clouds; wholesomely oblivious to anything else around,
While at times an evil sorceress; diabolically enshrouding every quarter of my mind; with irascibly vindictive hostility.

At times making me feel as if I was the richest organism alive; with all murderous manipulation on this planet having not the tiniest of space in my mesmerizing life,
While at times an indefatigable tornado of negativity; brutally crippling me towards the corridors of horrific oblivion; even before I could alight a single step.

At times heralding me as the ultimate conqueror and irrefutably unshakable emperor; with all enchanting beauty on this colossal planet; blissfully assimilating in the magnanimously stretched contours of my lap,
While at times an overwhelmingly ludicrous inferno of cowardice; forcing me to sleep in the shell of sequestered doom; for times immemorial.

At times incessantly urging me to surge forward in my mission of celestially exploring the entire Universe; melodiously bask in the glory of bountifully radiant Sunshine,
While at times heinously chopping both my arms and feet with the swords of fear; burying me infinite feet beneath my ghastly grace; although I was
profoundly alive.

At times triggering me to fantasize beyond realms of magnificently tantalizing eternity; astoundingly titillating each nerve of my truculently anguished
demeanor; with fireballs of vibrant compassion,
While at times ruthless excoriating apart my intricate; with tumultuously lambasting depression.

At times making me invincibly believe in my philanthropically unconventional conquests; wonderfully accepting the religion of mankind as the most unconquerable treasure,
While at times squelching me to insidious chowder; in perception of things which were simply non-existent; in cognizance of a satanic end that was never to be.

At times profusely enlightening me to sing euphorically with all goodness in the atmosphere; poignantly absorbing every element of rhapsody that existed in gregarious tandem; on the trajectory of this gigantic Universe,
While at times tyrannically whipping me left; right and center for ostensibly no fault of mine; transpiring me to conceive gruesome hell; even when I was in the midst of amiably spell binding paradise.

At times divinely relating to every iota of my mind; soul and righteous conscience; making me fulminate into an incredulously resplendent festoon of timelessness,
While at times treacherously imprisoning my uninhibitedly serene river of priceless thought flow; with salacious chains of self inflicted misery; remorsefully torturing me till the absolute end of my time.

And at times illuminating each beat of my heart with the impregnable light of immortal love; making me ecumenically commiserate with all those; with even the most diminutive fraction of pain,
While at times hurling me towards the corpse of lecherous death every unfurling minute of the bloodstained night and the flamboyantly sweltering day; abominably charring me to bark a countless deaths; was my sensitivity.

32. TWO WORDS OF LOVE

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives lying by the dilapidated gutters; and today they had blissfully mushroomed into unconquerable monarchs of the biggest corporate empires,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives insidiously languishing like an inconspicuous insect; and today they had blossomed into a bountifully beautiful flower; spreading their stupendous redolence; to even the most remotest corners of this devastated planet,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives stumbling incessantly even before they could alight a single foot; and today they had sprouted into the most impregnable kingdoms; of unbelievably Herculean strength,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives gruesomely submerged beneath a pile of mud and with trespassers uncouthly spitting upon their slavering skins; and today they had fructified into an unfathomable river of enchantingly everlasting melody,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives stagnating like insipid s**t near the morbid graveyards; and today they had bloomed into an aristocratic empire of vibrantly unending prosperity,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives indefatigably begging on the obsolete streets; and today they had embedded their places irrefutably; upon the marvelously scintillating throne of charismatic strength,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives being tyrannically lambasted by nothing else but the most horrific of abuse; and today they had silenced the entire Universe; with the unsurpassable power of their royal artistry,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives suffering devastatingly cursed defeat; and today they had triumphantly blazed through even the most obsolete corner of hell; regally embossing the impression of their unassailable superiority to far and wide across this planet,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives staring into despicably despondent nothingness; and today they had evolved a civilization of contemporarily invincible magic; on even the slightest of winds that they caressed,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives being an infinitesimally rotting shadow which more often than necessary disappeared into the corpse; and today they had added every glittering versatility to their; astounding repertoire of vibrant existence,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives as stray puddles of stinkingly impoverished water; and today they had pricelessly become the rain of vivaciously unrelenting charisma; for every bereaved patch of scorching earth,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives in savage destruction and abhorrent war; and today they had become the most miraculously revered surgeons of philanthropic justice; Omnisciently healing even the most inexplicably brutal of wounds,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives stealing fruits from the fields to placate their insurmountably hungry stomachs; and today they had boundless estates of their own; in which they uninhibitedly danced all night and day with the biscuits of; perpetually shimmering silver,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives hopelessly sleeping by the deserted dogs on the roads; and today they had become the most richest organisms on this planet; with even infinite hands proving a fraction too less to count their majestic gold,

There were some who commenced the very first moments of their lives being ruthlessly orphaned and kicked by the conventionally murderous society; and today they had incredulously procreated a township of their own; an entrenchment in which everything reflected traces of their poignant blood,

There were some who had commenced the very first moments of their lives being subjected to vindictively diabolical curses; and today they had celestially inculcated the power to accurately prognosticate the future of countless on their fingertips; have the entire earth encapsulated in their impregnable shadow,

There were some who had commenced the very first moments of their lives wailing in traumatized anguish without their beloved; and today they had spectacularly spun a tale of seductive romance on every entity that confronted them; reigning supreme in the souls of one and all; alike,

There were some who had commenced the very first moments of their lives frantically gasping for even a pinchful of breath; and today they had risen to that
level of unchallengable divinity; wherein the solution to any dilemma lay fragrantly entrenched in their mesmerizing palms,

And there were some like me; and believe me I am not ashamed the slightest to proclaims this; who had come on this God’s sacred earth with not even a penny in their penurious pockets and with two words of love; and were profoundly proud to quit it whenever he wanted; again still without a penny in their penurious pockets; and with still two words of immortal love.

33. THE KEY TO LOVE

The key to clamber the steep slope of the mountain; was a knotted rope; blended with overwhelming spirit of adventure,

The key to drive a car; was articulate maneuvering of the steering wheel; along with gallons of golden gasoline,

The key to solve an enigmatic riddles; was flexing the brain to unsurpassable limits; and intense concentration,

The key to grow sumptuous grass on undulating expanse of land; was to sprinkle it with water and fertilizer,

The key to quench insatiable thirst; was to consume a glass of cool and
revitalizing water,

The key to feel enlightened; was to stare unrelentingly in open space; sleep under the twinkling stars,

The key to becoming learned; was to grasp basic ingredients of mystical life; keeping the ears open to prevailing sounds,

The key to overcoming gruesome blackness; was illuminating the atmosphere with dazzling light,

The key to swim through choppy currents of the swirling ocean; was dexterous movements of the hands and feet; compounded with exorbitant stamina,

The key to sketch the intricate silhouette of landscape; was articulate fingers; adroitly molding the bristles of paintbrush,

The key to annihilating the venom in a snake; is ruthlessly snapping off its fangs,

The key to pelting showers of torrential rain; was an agglomerate of sinister black clouds,

The key to procuring salubrious white eggs; was to rear a robust hen,

The key to controlling haphazard flow of traffic; was to scrupulously regulate the timing of signals,

The key to produce mesmerizing tunes; was to tickle the vocal chords deep down the throat; float wholesomely in a world of surreal fantasy,

The key to dancing traditionally; was to generate nimble strokes of the feet; gyrating to the cadence of sound,

The key to an immaculately sparkling complexion; was diligently consuming fresh fruits from the farm,

The key to cleanliness; was incorporating stringently in all; a sense of hygiene,

The key to combat vandalism; was to reinforce vacant arenas with formidable security,

The key to blissful relaxation; was easing cumbersome tensions from the brain; reinvigorating it with perfume,

The key to stay perpetually happy; was to smile; profoundly appreciate the newness of nature,

The key to winning marathon sprints; was exerting the muscles of chest and legs to tumultuous capacity,

The key to unprecedented success in life; is an overwhelming desire to achieve; followed by hard work,

And the key to perennial love; was listening to the inner most tunes of throbbing heart; implementing the same to manifest them into reality.

34. LASTING IMPRESSION

The plain cow milk steaming on the stove looked pretty bland; with infinite bubbles emanating from its persona,
However the color of the liquid; with the blend of surplus vitamins impregnated
left in my mind a lasting impression.

The tapered blades of ceiling fan appeared quite ordinary; with a series of inconspicuous blemishes adorning the same,
However the exuberant draughts of air it generated; transforming the blazing atmosphere into one with sedative cool; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The branches of the colossal oak tree looked rustic and indigenous with century old corrugations protruding from its exteriors,
However clusters of green leaves sprouting from its body; and the vivacious squirrels clambering its surface; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The thunderclouds in the sky appeared dangerously ominous; casting a diabolical look on the earth,
However voraciously pelting droplets of rain; accompanied with streaks of silver lightning; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The beer in the cylindrical bottle looked like any ordinary liquid; with its plum color not attracting paramount attention,
However the exhilaration that occurred after consuming it; the umpteenth fantasies that revolved incessantly; left in my mind a lasting impression.

Swarms of bees in the hive appeared disillusioning; buzzing with discordant cacophony at unprecedented heights from the ground,
However the nectar oozing from their diminutive bodies; the sharpness of their
sting; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The serrated skin alligator in the river waters looked supremely menacing; with its gigantic teeth ready to pulverize innocent bones to chowder,
However the kingly fashion in which it slithered on the slippery mud; the agility with which it swam in water; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The rusty iron nail extruding from the mundane wall appeared disdainful and disparaging; with innumerable crusts of skin peeling of,
However the tenacity it exerted against the brick; its capacity to join pieces of
loose wood; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The pigeons soaring high in the clouds didn’t grab much attention; as they ubiquitously inhabited every nook and cranny of the globe,
However the dexterity with which they managed to stay airborne; their occasional bouts of melodious chirping; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The cars traversing the streets looked like robotic monsters polluting the air; with their wailing horns disrupting the stillness in the atmosphere,
However the swashbuckling speeds at which they traveled; the intricate imprints they left on wet mud; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The multiple hair broomstick lying solitary on the stony ground appeared full of remorse; with all those passing kicking it vehemently,
However the tones of dust it cleaned from cloistered interiors of the dilapidated room; the sparkling complexion that it imparted to the ordinary floor; left in my mind a lasting impression.

The bell hovering low from the dome shaped roof looked like it needed fresh coats of paint; partially obscuring the view of the omniscient Creator,
However the jingling sound it produced when struck; the mystical reverberation that occurred as an aftermath; left in my mind a lasting impression.

And scores of children I visited in the orphanages appeared quite bedraggled; with sticky mucus flowing rampantly from their eyes and ears,
Blatant streaks of dirt lining their faces; torn rags embellishing their impoverished demeanor,
However the innocence in their immaculate eyes; the boisterousness in their voice; and their vigor to fight against all impediments; left in my mind a lasting impression.

35. EXTRACTIONS

I extracted curd from pure cows milk; after sequestering it for marathon hours from light,

I extracted stupendously sweet honey from catacomb beehives; after adroitly wading the stinging bees away,

I extracted scintillating pearls from the corrugated oyster shell; after fetching the same from fathomless depths of the ocean,

I extracted poignant salt powder from the sea; after stringently drying the water under the dazzling sun,

I extracted succulent fruits from the towering tree; after many years of planting its inconspicuous seed,

I extracted royal skin from the ominous persona of leopard; after decimating his long whiskered body,

I extracted crystalline water from the belly of earth; after digging to unsurpassable distances below the ground,

I extracted lethal poison from the slithering reptile; after severing its hideous pair of toxic fangs,

I extracted tones of stench and prurient debris; after profoundly squeezing the skin of a rotten vegetable,

I extracted a plethora of hidden insinuations; after attentively listening to the bureaucrat's flowery speech,

I extracted a bountiful ocean of redolence; after assembling a cluster of lilies in the flower vase,

I extracted robust supply of air completely encompassing the squalid room; after I merely caressed the conventional plastic switch labeled as fan,

I extracted compact cubes of triangular ice; after wholesomely freezing the large pitcher of water lying solitary on the slab,

I extracted gold from mundane land cultivating a fleet of crops on it; after onerously digging the soil with my gleaming pickaxe,

I extracted naked electricity from loosely dangling wires; after touching them with my profoundly wet hands,

I extracted a battalion of brilliant rays from the sun; after unrelentingly staring at it for several minutes,

I extracted sparkling foam from the rotund bar of soap; after vigorously kneading it into fine lather with my bohemian palms,

I extracted scores of raw minerals from the gargantuan body of rock; after delving deep and distantly far into its crevices,

I extracted loads of uninhibited love from my mother; after taking birth from her sacrosanct womb,

I extracted unparalleled empathy from my beloved; after making her the one and only queen of my heart,

And I extracted an omnipotent spirit to exist from life; after having being bestowed upon the form of a human; inhaling gallons of fresh air; by the divine Creator.

36. HEARTS

The heart of crystalline egg shell; lies in life bestowing yellow yolk,

The heart of a fortified brick wall; lies in the amalgamated stone,

The heart of slippery spider; lies in satiny threads of its web,

The heart of tubular body bone; lies in amounts of calcium it impregnates,

The heart of colossal ocean; lies in the intense fervor of salt it possesses,

The heart of humming bee; lies in sumptuous stacks of honey inhabiting the apiary,

The heart of a thoroughbred stallion; lies in its majestically muscled angular leg,

The heart of a tortoise; lies in obdurate covering of its shell,

The heart of an automobile; lies in its proficiency to adeptly brake,

The heart of a postman; lies in philanthropic bundles of letter's awaiting to be delivered,

The heart of a venomous mosquito; lies in frugal vials of sting circulating through its persona,

The heart of a light bulb; lies in bare currents of electricity regulating its radiance,

The heart of brackish mud; lies in its prowess to produce fertile crop,

The heart of succulent grass; lies in profound coatings of chlorophyll imparted by sun,

The heart of a four poster bed; lies in silken sponge which can instill celestial siesta,

The heart of golden butter; lies in unprecedented calories secretly imprisoned,

The heart of the inflated python; lies in its invincible power to strangulate innocent prey,

The heart of shabbily attired clouds; lies in gallons of rain about to plummet down,

The heart of scintillating stone; lies in its transparence under brilliant rays of light,

The heart of the iron clad sailing ship; lies in its dogmatic vigor to wade through stormy waters,

The heart of a tribal cow; lies in freshly extracted pails of virgin milk,

The heart of eloquent speech; lies in the fleshy organ of tongue encompassed
by mouth,

The heart of ravishing food; lies in flatulence that inevitably develops a few seconds after consumption,

The heart of a famished dog; lies in piquant slices of raw meat,

The heart of a musician; lies solely in the mesmerizing cadence of voice,

The heart of a fanatic lover; lies captivated by the person he adores,

The heart of a tall edifice; lies in the stolidity of its deep dug foundation,

The heart of the jungle; lies in the enigmatic river trespassing through its interiors,

The heart of the nightingale; lies in enchanting tunes emanating from its beak,

The heart of the mountain; lies in gigantic tunnels embedded with boisterous lava,

The heart of unsolicited beauty; lies in supreme simplicity,

The heart of the diabolical demon; lies in clusters of his menacing teeth,

And the heart of all humans lies in; sources of opulence; the person whom they love;
and the deity they ardently worship.

37. DANCE

The foliage of leaves embossed on the maple tree; danced to turbulent currents
of air,

The intricate hands of timepiece; danced coherently with the unwinding of
machinery,

The crisp sheets of bonded paper; danced frivolously to the scribbling with
writing pen,

The placid demeanor of river water; danced sumptuously to vociferous inputs from floating ships,

The rusty grey persona of the innocuous donkey; danced in indignation when deliberately kissed by cigarette butt,

The succulent fruits high up in the tree; danced in passionate zeal when struck with torrential draughts of rain,

The obnoxiously slimy body of tadpole; danced nimbly in fresh ponds of
monsoon water,

A plethora of cold blooded criminals victimized common man; danced unrelentingly to fat pads of printed currency,

Scores of fragrant roses on the sprawling landscapes; danced when visited upon
by the humming bee,

The abhorrent caricature of the wall lizard; danced tantalizingly when it witnessed helpless insects in close proximity,

The translucent fountains of water; danced in enchantment when struck with a myriad of opalescent color,

The network of cable wires dangling at unprecedented heights in the air; danced in submission when fed with sumptuous amounts of white electricity,

The crystal shard of transparent glass; danced with exuberance when shown illusions of ravishing beauty,

A group of youngsters at the ostentatious disco; danced with boisterous energy after consuming barrels of intoxicating liquor,

The battalion of soldiers clad in neat uniform, danced in organized synchrony as patronizing rhymes diffused from the loud speaker,

Infinite souls; danced in solitary confinement even years after the person was buried,

The fleet of birds danced tenaciously; high up in the clouds; when granted impetus by vibrant pouches of breeze,

The prisoner held captive in jail; danced with spurts of anguish when whipped by a belt dipped in onion curry,

The animate and inanimate existing; danced onerously in front of God; to get reprieve from tumultuous sorrow,

And I danced sporadically to tunes emanating from my heart; with mesmerizing impressions of the girl I loved at close quarters from my face.

38. THROUGH THE CORNER OF MY EYE

The palace looked enchanting like a festoon of blossoming flowers; blended profusely with shimmering lights,
It however appeared blurred and incoherently hazy; when I attempted to see it through the corner of my eye.

The celestial moon in the sky looked like an animate ocean of white pearls,
The same appeared distorted; with slim outlines of ashen grey, when I inadvertently attempted to sight it through the corner of my eye.

The compact sedans traversing city streets; looked like silver fish in the sea with
silken grace,
They however appeared like fading mirages; disappearing into a whirlwind of
obnoxious dust, when I tried to visualize them through the corner of my eye.

The waterfall cascading down the mountain slope; looked stupendous; with a mesmerizing sound emanating,
It however appeared like a stingy trickle of liquid this time; when I endeavored sighting it through the corner of my eye.

The statue on its pedestal in the city square looked tall and stringently domineering,
The same appeared thoroughly minuscule; utterly inconspicuous when I sighted it through the corner of my eye.

The hands of the grandfather clock; looked saliently clear and ticking with meticulous perfection,
However I had onerous difficulty deciphering the time; when I tried to picture the same through the corner of my eye.

The silhouette of ship floating on the ocean; looked like embossed with infinite
number of ivory tusks,
I however had to strain my mind to entangle; whether it was a ship or a boat, when I perspired seeing it through the corner of my eye.

Her magnanimous persona; seemed to radiate waves of indispensable love; looked like an innocuous fairy having descended from the sky,
And let me say this explicitly friends; that it appeared all the more profound; exquisitely glorious, this time when I tried to sight her through the corner of my eye.

39. A LITTLE BIT OF

A little bit of water to quench my thirst; pacifying smoldering flames in my throat,

A little bit of cloth encapsulating my shriveled demeanor; offering me warmth,

A little bit of shoe covering my chapped feet; facilitating me to execute handsome strides,

A little bit of chocolate rum; to impregnate my body with warmth in shivering cold,

A little bit of stone roof over my head; shielding me from the acerbic sun and pelting rain,

A little bit of hair on my scalp; cushioning my bones from body blows of the iron bludgeon,

A little bit of pungent chili in my mouth; tingling dormant zones of my palette,

A little bit of car to roam about uninhibited; gliding enigmatically through winding lanes of the valley,

A little bit of sunshine filtering through the window; stringently fumigating forlorn memories of the past,

A little bit of steam bath at dawn; reinvigorating exhausted muscles of my body,

A little bit of silver watch wound on my wrist; incessantly highlighting the exact time of the day,

A little bit pencil lead in my hands; prompting me to inundate barren sheets of paper with literature,

A little bit of tear in my crystal eyes; portraying a plethora of effusive emotions,

A little bit of entangled rope; on which I could vigorously roll and swing,

A little bit of sweat dribbling down my chest; revealing signs of exhilaration,

A little bit of greenery besieging my vision; catapulting me into waves of ecstatic jubilation,

A little bit of slimy reptile in my arms; cuddling me with its enchanting charm,

A little bit of camera slung over my shoulder; capturing innumerable objects in proximity,

A little bit of moonshine infiltrating through my skin; accentuating its radiance and
supple complexion,

A little bit of cream butter to smear on roasted bread; to savor the pinnacle of appetizing taste,

A little bit of leather riveted to my hands; enabling me to punch my fists in air,

A little bit of agility in my legs; helping me clamber the steep mountain,

A little bit of tinted glass camouflaging my eye; obliterating my vision from acrid rays of the sun,

A little bit of unscrupulous joke; provoking me to burst into unrestrained pools of laughter,

A little bit of stuffed cotton quilt; for me to blissfully sleep in the treacherous night,

A little bit of blessing from the creator; to assist me in versatile arenas of my life,

And a little bit of love; from the girl I intensely loved,

Is all that I needed to rekindle my soul; making me feel I was wholesomely alive.

40. THEY DIDN'T SPARE ME EVEN AFTER MY DEATH

When I was just born; witnessing the first rays of brilliant dawn,
swinging innocuously in my rustic cradle; with intricate bells jingling over
my forehead,
they asked me whether I wanted honey or frosty milk.

When I grew a little older; crawling onerously on my spongy pair of feet,
crying effusively; emitting volatile tears from my cheek,
They asked me whether; I wanted a toy; embracing and hoisting me high in
their arms.

When I started going to school; voraciously pedaling my dilapidated bicycle,
Chewing my crimson colored lips; which superbly blended with my babyish
white tinge,
They asked me insistently; about the marks I had secured in my arithmetic paper.

When I scrupulously passed high school; passing with exorbitant marks in a
plethora of subjects,
The surreal days of childhood; now an evanescent memory of the past,
They asked me the arenas I was going to specialize; trying to decode my aptitude towards life.

When I transited to realms of youth; with impetuous blood circulating in slender veins,
Bulging muscles protruding from the flimsy fabric of my knitted shirt,
They asked me; the ways and indispensable means to perspire in the Sun and earn.

When I procreated a battalion of progeny of my own,
Devoting infinite hours of the day; catering to their boisterous demands,
They asked me; whether the children were mine or did I adopt them.

When I acquired the form of an old man; with grizzly hair encompassing my scalp,
An ocean of bones drooping in my body; with gaping holes clearly visible as I blatantly opened my mouth,
They asked me; how much I had achieved in the tenure of my life,
Trying to test reserve levels of my prevailing endurance.

And eventually when I departed for my heavenly abode; succumbing to
perils of old age,
The amalgamate of supple flesh and bones in my body; reduced to sacrosanct ash,
They mercilessly asked the cause of my death; the amount of affluence I had accumulated and now safely stored.

41. SILENT SPECTATORS

They polluted the atmosphere with obnoxious gas; toxic sprays of repulsive insecticide,
Hunted for treasured species dense foliage of the jungle; ruthlessly chopping
animate green that confronted their way,
The cluster of immaculate trees; observed the proceedings in mute silence as
silent spectators.

They marauded the sapphire ocean with tankers full of deplorable crude oil,
Disrupted the synchrony of ocean bed by traversing through monstrous submarines,
Scores of fish; blissful coral; watched the tyranny unleash as silent spectators.

They whipped innocuous people with thorny belts; making them cry and
profusely bleed,
Snatched indispensable morsels of food from the miserably afflicted,
The siblings of the same; watched the strokes of rampant vandalism on their
parents as silent spectators.

They uprooted her nest from snuggled interiors and dark corners,
Made a travesty of her eggs; banging the shell hard with the obdurate ground,
The mother bird welled up tears in her eyes; and that was all she could; watching her dreams crumble to ashes as a silent spectator.

They planted lethal explosives in its core,
Bombing the undulating colossal structure; for mining gold coin,
Splinters of mud erupted along with the bare skin of wandering sheep,
And the gargantuan mountain watched its destruction as a silent spectator.

They spit saliva blended with red betel on his legs,
Made lewd comments; supplemented with a volley of expletives as they passed him,
The statue of the revered historian; stared helplessly at the miscreants as a silent spectator.

The lady took bizarre steps to assassinate it,
Consumed the most poisonous of drugs to annihilate its possible trace,
The infant yet to be born; watched the brutal proceedings in its mothers womb; as a silent spectator.

She plotted ingenious ways and means to leave me,
Rebuked me contemptuously in front of hordes of people,
I knew I was penalized for no fault of mine; and I watched her tumultuous anger explode as a silent spectator.

There is no power more stronger than the omnipotent Creator,
It is indeed he who chalks out our destiny to unfold,
All we can do is attempt our very best; to diligently fulfill our quota of responsibilities,
The best we can to help the impoverished; and watch the rest happen as silent spectators.

42. EVOLUTION

Every minuscule bud projecting from fertile clay; evolved into a fragrant flower;
intensely spreading its ravishing aroma,
When sprinkled regularly with bountiful water blended in commensurate
proportions of cow manure.

Every mystical star sighted in the cosmos; evolved gradually into the
opalescent moon,
When perceived with a perpetual vision; amalgamating the entire sky in the
condensed silhouette of whiteness.

Every bare brick coated with flimsy sand; evolved painstakingly into the
monumental building,
When stacked dexterously forming a tall structure; slapped vigorously with
fillings of piquant paint.

Every egg impregnated with yolk; evolved assiduously into an innocuous
fledgling,
When provided conducive amounts of heat by its mother; nourished in entirety by her blood.

Every hillock of silver sand; evolved into the mammoth mountain with steep valleys,
When the mighty wind deposited a conglomerate of mud and debris on a daily basis; thereby changing complexion of the inconspicuous pile.

Every wave of the tiny river; gradually evolved into the gigantic ocean,
As it onerously flowed confronting a plethora of bulky branches and stone; finally linking with the frosty ocean.

Every bit of tentative fish floating insipidly in the sea; evolved after several years into the preposterously huge whale,
As it unrelentingly fed on a relishing meal of coral and sea weed; basked for marathon hours in full light of the radiant Sun.

Every chimpanzee inhabiting the dense forests; evolved after infinite years into man;
After undergoing dramatic metamorphosis; learning to acclimatize with the civilized society.

Every drizzle of water trickling from the sky; sequentially evolved into thunderous rain,
With accentuated accumulation of ominous black clouds;
provoking the assemblage to pelt down in fury.

And every bit of hatred residing on this earth; eventually evolved into perpetual love,
When dealt with tumultuous passion and unbiased love; a philanthropic attitude to care.

43. HUMAN GOD

He who recognizes the fertility of land; by mere caress of the strewn soil,
Smelling the scent emanating as he tramples the mud; is indeed a true farmer.

He who recognizes burglars; by simply looking straight in their eye,
Intricately reading their jugglery of body movement; complexion of their brutal face; is a true policeman.

He who comprehends the arrival of a cyclonic storm; by the rise and fall of
sea waves,
The turbulent clouds obliterating the stars; gusty draughts of wind blowing; is a true sailor.

He who can perceive the entire structure of the grandiloquent building; without even constructing it,
By articulately sketching its labyrinth of outlines; is a true architect.

He who can explicitly understand the disease of an individual; without asking him to divulge his lengthy background,
By innocuously touching his pulse; is a true doctor.

He who can confidently proclaim the denomination of a currency note; without seeing a trace of it with the eye,
By scrupulously feeling its texture; weighing its body; is a true businessman.

He who can write voraciously at all times of the day; without a luxurious ambience of rain and tropical forest,
Tumultuously exercising dormant arenas of his invincible brain; is a true writer.

He who can dive head on in the fathomless valley; bereft of a parachute strapped on his back,
Gleefully gliding down whispering sedately to the floating birds; is a true adventurer.

He who can fight the greatest of war without a sword; conquering the mightiest with prowess of his speech,
Pacifying the most pugnacious by his benevolent ideas; is a true warrior.

He who spreads his entangled net in deep water; going abysmally far inside the sea,
Encountering acerbic waves and swirling storms; is a true fisherman.

He who sends the leather ball whistling past the fence; astronomical distances into the spectator stands; by the silken caress of his bat,
Running onerously on the field; bolstering the spirit of his team; is a true cricketer.

He who recites his dialogues without actually mugging them; speaking with tremendous empathy in his eyes,
Blended with loads of charisma in his demeanor; an ingratiating ability to captivate audiences; is a true actor.

He who innovates a plethora of incredible formulae; without referring to the rules and bulky manuscripts,
Adhering to ingenuous concepts nurtured in his brain; is a true scientist.

He who can sketch mesmerizing shades of nature; synchronized patterns of human beings,
Without actually getting a chance to confront them; with a mediocre looking pencil; is a true artist.

He who can detect the problem in an automobile; by simply listening to the whirring of its engine,
Without peeping into its interior crevices; testing its spark; is a true mechanic.

He who can predict our future meticulously without knowing our date of birth; the exact time we were born,
By simply glancing at our face; without reading the lines embossed in our palms; is a true astrologer.

And he who can understand pain and overwhelming affliction; intense anguish of the bereaved,
The tyranny of being mutilated; sleepless nights of the destitute without consuming adequate food; helping such people achieve their goals; is a true human GOD.

44. IF YOU BELIEVED

If you believed in the sweetness of royal pudding,
It’s because of decayed yellow sour cream.

If you believed in blissful meadows of lush green grass,
It’s because of barren landscapes scorching in the tumultuous fury of the sun.

If you believed in hi- tech computers with a plethora of software chips,
It’s because of the onerous task of scribbling on sheets of jute paper.

If you believed in rich milk extracted from cow teats,
It’s because of the obnoxious odor inhabiting barrels of canned milk.

If you believed in luxury sedans traversing with silken grace,
It’s because of the aching feet rendered sore due the onset of age.

If you believed in holistic sunlight filtering through your skin pores,
It’s because of disease breeding in an ambience of ghastly darkness.

If you believed in crisp notes of dollar currency,
It’s because of intractable woes of misery and starvation to death.

If you believed in dancing to pulsating beats of country music,
It’s because of the tension that encapsulates you while lying solitary.

If you believed in consuming blood red apple juice,
It’s because of dreary exhaustion sapping exuberance from your brain.

If you believed in bathing in torrential rain tumbling down,
It’s because of the claustrophobic showers projecting from the bathroom rail.

If you believed in inhaling the fresh scent of moistened earth,
It’s because of the bountiful smoke drifting in atmosphere.

If you believed in laughing all night long,
It’s because of the saline tears that poured incessantly down your cheek.

If you believed in the ergonomic interiors of your cane roof house,
It’s because of bitter currents of cold you encountered on the streets.

If you believed in pursuing the quest for education,
It’s because of tags of stigmatic tags of illiteracy riveted to your persona.

If you believed in cruising on the grandiloquent ship,
It’s because of fear of drowning in unfathomably deep waters of the ocean.

If you believed in sipping black cocktail drinks from crystal mugs,
It’s because of unseething agony that grips your heart.

If you believed in adorning the wrists with a sports watch,
It’s because of insecurity generated when oblivious to time.

If you believed sleeping like a demon all throughout the vigils of winter night,
It’s because of the overwhelming work that awaits your anatomy the succeeding day.

If you believed in loving someone with all your heart and soul,
It’s because of meaningless existence that divests all purpose in life.

If you believed in cool waves of air leaking from the air conditioner,
It’s because of blistering waves of heat striking you left, right, and center.

If you believed in placid light of the opalescent moon,
It’s because of blinding rays of the peninsula of Sun.

If you believed in benevolent goodness that exists,
It’s because of volatile outbursts of violent crime.

If you believed in immaculate anecdotes of truth,
It’s because of insatiable deception camouflaging the world.

If you believed in youth bustling with euphoric fervor,
It’s because of perils that come uninvited in realms of old age.

And if you believed in the supreme aura of sacrosanct Godhead,
It’s simply because of the gruesome devil.

45. BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH

between the ominous Black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze placidly cooling the atmosphere,

Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant Sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night,

Between the summit of colossal mountain and the dusty roads; there lies the delectably gurgling waterfall; dissipating into silken froth,

Between the mammoth tusked elephant and the minuscule ant; there lies the innocuous rabbit; playing hide and seek amidst the labyrinth of bushes,

Between the bombastic Mercedes and the threadbare tricycle; there lies a bike; zipping past the landscapes at lightening speeds,

Between the transparent mirror and mounds of abominable coal; there lies murky coins of silver; incarcerating all in vicinity with their mystical spell,

Between the stupendously exotic rose and the infinitesimal granules of free soil; there lies nimble blades of grass; voraciously tickling trespassers with their tantalizing tendrils,

Between the obstreperously screeching train and the perpetually silent valley; there lies the bubbling river; granting substantial reprieve from the agony of sweltering Sun,

Between hostile thorns of cactus and the sweet curry of pulverized sugar; there lies the robust apple imparting a voluptuous flavor the instant you masticated it,

Between the profusely embellished statue and heap of fetid garbage; there lies the succulent coconut with a pool of tangy water impregnated in its womb,

Between the grandiloquent castle and the shoddily attired iron drainpipe; there lies the seaside hut; with waves of the ocean sporadically against its windows,

Between the melodiously singing nightingale and the discordantly wailing mosquito; there lies the sly fox; whistling harmoniously in open space,

Between the pot bellied giant and the inconspicuous infant; there lies the impetuous youngster; euphorically wandering around,

Between the bird soaring astronomically high and the slithering lizard; there lies the opalescent butterfly flirtatiously fluttering its wings,

Between impeccable truth and nefarious evil; there lies the mischievous monkey playing pranks to appease mankind,

Between the sanctimoniously rich and the bedraggled beggar; there lies the common man; trying to struggle every unleashing minute for existence,

Between garish velvet and immaculate fibers of white; there lies the grey squirrel; frantically trying to search its burrow before Sunset,

Between immortal love and superficial hatred; there lies philanthropic friendship; propagating its essence far and wide,

And between new born life and perilously old death; there lie sweet experiences; which add color to living; a dynamic vibrancy to breath.

46. THERE WAS NOTHING LIKE OFFICE

There was nothing like stink; in the dictionary of the rose; blossoming in the mesmerizing ambience of the valley,

There was nothing like cowardice in the dictionary of the lion; roaring its way thunderously through the dense outgrowths of the jungle,

There was nothing like adulteration in the dictionary of the gushing stream; cascading down the pristine slopes of the gorgeous mountain,

There was nothing like pessimism in the dictionary of the Sun; inundating every spot of earth with blistering rays and dazzling shine,

There was nothing like stain in the dictionary of the eraser; as it ruthlessly annihilated every blemish that it came across and caressed,

There was nothing like color in the dictionary of milk; as it oozed out impeccably white from the teats of the mother,

There was nothing like laziness in the dictionary of the clock; as it ticked diligently; without gasping the slightest for breath all round the clock,

There was nothing like dryness in the dictionary of the clouds; as they showered unrelentingly; flooding scorching mass of sand with heavenly water,

There was nothing like pandemonium in the dictionary of the valley; as it reverberated its echoes sonorous and clear; piercing every nook and cranny of the atmosphere,

There was nothing like sleep in the dictionary of the owl; as it incorrigibly kept awake all night; without batting its eyelids the slightest,

There was nothing like straightness in the dictionary of a dog; as it inevitably kept curling its tail; as hard as you might try and compress it,

There was nothing like euphoria in the dictionary of a yawn; as it was a perennial indication of a person to blissfully close his eyes; snore and sleep,

There was nothing like freezing in the dictionary of the fire; which leapt in handsome flames to try and sizzle the cosmos,

There was nothing like weakness in the dictionary of the boxer; whose swollen fists; craved inexorably to drill a hole through the wall,

There was nothing like bragging in the heart of a humanitarian; whose sole purpose in life was to uplift the downtrodden society,

There was nothing like empathy in the tears of the corrupt politician; who simply cried to gain votes and sympathy of the masses,

There was nothing like manipulation in the dictionary of the mother; as every word she uttered was in the benefit of her child,

There was nothing like devil in the dictionary of the temple; where sacrosanct bells kept ringing the essence of existence till eternity,

There was nothing like death in the dictionary of God; as he was immortal; guiding the destiny of all from the skies,

And there was nothing like office in the dictionary of my mind; as I was overwhelmingly busy in composing poetry; engrossed in poetic fantasy and entirely oblivious to the vagaries of this mercenary world.

47. I CARE A DAMN ABOUT THIS WORLD

When I was poor and begging on the streets with my arms stretched; they said that I didn’t have skill to earn money,

When I was fast asleep on the bed drowned in realms of exotic fantasy; they said that I was lazy and fit for nothing,

When I was walking at electric speeds through the lanes; they said that I a trifle too active; fidgeted about without any rhyme or reason,

When I was merrily eating breakfast; they said that I had a gargantuan appetite,

When I gallivanted mischievously on my bicycle; they said that I simply
couldn't afford a car,

When I recited stanzas from the Shakespeare without stuttering the slightest; they said that I had consumed steroids,

When I donated mammoth sums of money for the betterment of the orphaned; they said that I had ulterior motives behind my chivalrous pretence,

When I diligently took bath thrice a day; they said that I was wasting precious water,

When I smiled sympathetically towards the destitute women; they said that I had lecherous intents,

When I danced in ecstatic jubilation; they said that I was polluting the atmosphere with my horrendous tunes,

When I inadvertently killed mosquitoes hovering around my eardrum; they said that I had committed gruesome murder,

When I inevitably sneezed in a cloud of obnoxious smoke; they said that I contaminated the ambience with my spit,

When I looked at my watch from time to time; waiting anxiously for my wife; they said that I had maniacal tendencies,

When I blissfully read books on literature; they said that I was wasting and condemning precious time,

When I wrote volumes of poetry propagating the spirit of mankind; they said that I was a disdainful piece of burden on the surface of earth,

When I assiduously worked on the computer screen for hours on the trot; they said that I was thoroughly rebuking the pen,

When I boisterously swam in the ocean; they said that I was endangering the aquatic fish,

When I amicably patted my pet dog; they said that I had simply no sense of health and hygiene,

When I covered myself with a quilt to evade the freezing world; they said that I was a coward of the highest degree,

When I stared passionately at my beloved; they said that I had just been released
from the mental asylum,

When I sometimes spoke in innocent whispers; they said that I resembled a new
born child,

When I lit a candle to pray to god; they said that I had deliberately broken the enchantment of the night,

When I commenced my journey towards the 100th floor of the building in the escalator; they said that I had no legs of mine at all,

When I sketched the enamoring shapes of the valley with my rustic paints; they said that I didn’t posses the ability to write,

When I incessantly lay on the feet of my mother; they said that I was entirely oblivious to the vagaries of this world,

When I meticulously solved mind boggling puzzles of arithmetic; they said that I was very commercial minded,

When I sipped apple juice from the scintillating glass; they said that I stripped several others to satiate my hunger,

When I chewed my nails in raw nervousness; they said that I lacked all ethical values; belonged to the indigenous society,

When I cried vociferously; lamenting the loss of my beloved; they said that it simply a cover to sequester the fact that I had murdered her,

When I worked like a dog in office to achieve astronomical limits; they said that I was a workaholic completely disoriented from the spiritual world,

When I locked my house at night to guard my family against evil; they said that I lacked the virtue of being fearless,

When I fixed the tyre of my car after it had got punctured; they said that I looked like a mechanic,

When I shaved unruly strands of beard from my cheek at dawn; they said that I appeared like a shy girl,

When I hurled a volley of abuse at the thieves intimidating a priest; they said that I was ill-mannered and uncultured,

When I engulfed my forehead with a flabby cap in the peak of summer; they said that I was trying to hide my baldness,

When I went to the temple without wearing my shoes; they said that I didn't have the capacity to purchase one,

When I went to meditate blissfully in the heart of the jungle; they said that I had suddenly metamorphosed into an insane relic,

When I gulped pure and holistically radiant vegetable food; they said that I was trying to disrupt the eco-system,

When I spoke in the language prevalent in my country; they said that I profoundly castigated all other dialects,

When I enveloped my persona in a jet black shirt; they said that I had an aversion for impeccable white,

When I stood tall and domineering in the crowd; they said that I was being showing off and pretending to be bombastic,

When I clenched my teeth in supreme anger; they said that I was trying to display the color of my foreign toothpaste,

When I blew mystical whistles from my mouth; they said that I was trying to be cheeky with young maidens,

When I served milk to all the starved I encountered in the hutments; they said that I had blended poison in prolific quantities,

When I slept with my feet facing the opposite side of the church; they said that God resides everywhere,

When I expressed my philanthropic wish to donate blood; they said that the reason for my being so benign was because I had deadly aids,

When I transgressed barechested on the grass to relieve my overwhelming tension; they said that I suddenly become bankrupt,

When I procreated a battalion of children to continue the chapter of my existence; they said that I had indulged in licentious and sinful acts,

When I viewed images from the television at close quarters after my meals; they said that I was addicted to sleazy entertainment,

When I wore shimmering gemstones on my fingers to have an impact on my destiny; they said that I had furtively stolen them,

When I ploughed the soil onerously to sow food grains; they said that I was committing barbaric acts of brutalizing the soil,

When I passionately uttered I Love You with fire in my eyes; they said that I had memorized it several times from the contemporary textbooks,

No matter what I did; they always opposed me; even if I was irrefutably right and on the path to serve humanity; poking their noses ominously into my affairs; making my life worse than the island of hell every minute; and that's when I said to the Almighty
Lord; that I cared a damn about this world

48. YOU COULDNT BUY

You could purchase pair of teeth; but you couldn’t buy their scintillating shine,

You could purchase a handsome tiger; but you couldn’t buy his thunderous growl,

You could purchase a glamorous rose; but you couldn’t buy its mesmerizing redolence,

You could purchase the entire valley; but you couldn’t buy its unfathomable depth,

You could purchase a mammoth slab of ice; but you couldn’t buy its frozen coolness,

You could purchase sprawling territories of sand; but you couldn’t buy their sweltering heat,

You could purchase a cluster of opalescent striped nightingales; but you couldn’t
buy their enchanting voice,

You could purchase boundless meadows of grass; but you couldn’t buy the coat of dew drops glistening on their surface,

You could purchase the sapphire blue dolphin; but you couldn’t buy its rollicking leap,

You could purchase dexterously sculptured paintings; but you couldn’t buy the artists mind,

You could purchase the colossal lake; but you couldn’t buy the fish proliferating inside; every unleashing second,

You could purchase a pair of eyes from the eye bank; but you couldn’t buy their emphatic rays,

You could purchase knotted fingers; but you couldn’t buy the things they wrote,

You could purchase a sparkling jewel; but you couldn’t buy the impact that it had on your destiny,

You could purchase a swanky car; but you couldn’t buy the speeds at which it traversed,

You could purchase a slave; but you couldn’t buy the uninhibited freedom of his
thoughts,

You could purchase a woman; but you couldn’t buy the love residing deep in her
conscience,

You could purchase an idol of God; but you couldn’t buy the omnipotent power
it was capable of executing,

And you could purchase a heart; but you simply couldn’t buy its violently palpitating beats; the overwhelming tenacity it had to grant new life.

49. WHO COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED

Who could have ever imagined that the flower so redolent and fresh in the morning; would one day collapse towards the ground in a shriveled heap?

Who could have ever imagined that the grass so green and lush in bustling autumn; would resemble a ghastly brown in the middle of inclement winter?

Who could have ever imagined that the waves swirling vivaciously in the heart of the ocean; would be frigid streams of water as they reached the silver shorelines?

Who could have ever imagined that the poignant candle flames illuminating the atmosphere; would eventually die a cowardly death with the slightest of breeze?

Who could have ever imagined that the succulent fruit of raspberry; would gruesomely rot and decay in an ambience of dead straw?

Who could have ever imagined that the immaculate and crisp fabric of shirt in the morning; would develop a plethora of blotches after undergoing the tyranny of the day?

Who could have ever imagined that the profoundly scintillating chain of white silver; would one day evolve peels of deplorable rust?

Who could have ever imagined that the milk so revitalizing and tingling; would transit into bitter cream; after a few hours of exposure in stringent light?

Who could have ever imagined that the formidable fortress constructed of exquisite quality iron and mortar; would one day lie blended with the dust; after undergoing the aftermath of a devastating earthquake?

Who could have ever imagined that the cluster of teeth so scintillating and white at dawn; would transit their demeanor into a pallid yellow after consuming the first meal of the day?

Who could have ever imagined that the crystalline gurgling stream cascading down mountain slopes in the peak of monsoon; would be a mere trickle of its original self in acerbic heat of summer?

Who could have ever imagined that crimson blood circulating rampantly through the veins; would metamorphose itself into a colorless liquid; when struck with deadly cancer?

Who could have ever imagined that the appetizing slice of toast dipped in mesmerizing marmalade; would transform into a lackluster chunk of bread; after marathon time of proximity with the mosquitoes?

Who could have ever imagined that the jungle looking so enchanting in daylight; would be a ghastly black soon after stars appeared in the firmament of sky?

Who could have ever imagined that the luxury sedan embodied with glistening interiors and lightening speeds; would be deserted on the solitary pavement; squelched to threadbare junk after the gruesome accident?

Who could have ever imagined that the eyes so exuberant and lively in the morning; would become overwhelmingly dreary and blurred; as nightfall strangulated the light in entirety?

Who could have ever imagined that stupendously melodious tunes of music emanating from the throat; would after a while become discordantly appalling when the vocal chords were exhausted?

Who could have ever imagined that sparkling and transparent patches of sky; would wholesomely lose their entity; after being inundated with ominous clouds; suddenly without any sort of prior notice?

And who could have ever imagined that man so robust and bustling in youthful fervor; would one day lie buried in his corpse; waiting for the Creator to recreate
him again?

50. REPLACEMENTS

If bricks in the edifice were replaced by inflated balloons,
The colossal structure would tumble down on earth; like a pack of soft plastic cards.

If acerbic blades of the ceiling fan were; replaced with satiny Persian cloth,
I would be able to kiss the contraption; even when revolving at full speeds.

If coarse cloth of jagged trouser; was replaced with succulent candy floss,
There would be a battalion of red ant crawling up; devouring the sumptuous meal.

If a cluster of calcium teeth; were replaced by intricate fillings of wrought iron,
The individual would have the prowess to chew the hardest of stone; yet not be able to smile.

If the gargantuan body of saline ocean; was replaced by ponds of still water,
There would be no whales swimming; with frothy waves disappearing into oblivion.

If salubrious juice of jaggery; was replaced by chemical sugar,
A myriad of bowels would expurgate themselves; relinquishing taste.

If shards of obdurate crystal glass; were replaced by gelatine paper,
There would be a chain of robberies committed all day; with the burglars sleeping sedately throughout the night.

If every iota of soil on ground; was replaced by granules of exquisite silver,
There would be no penurious existing on earth; with all green foliage ceasing to grow.

If the metal wings of aircraft; were replaced by pure cotton,
The plane would acrobatically nosedive towards the ground; assassinating slim hopes of survival.

If entwined bones of body; were replaced by plum juice,
The body would inevitably collapse on the ground; diminishing all hopes of plausible autopsy.

And if humans on the globe; were replaced by mechanized robots,
A plethora of tasks would be executed to meticulous perfection,
And the most versatile organism; would fatally succumb without learning the art of love.

The End .