Life Death - Volume 8 - Poems On Life, Death

Life = Death volume 8 Poems on Life ,
Death
By
Nikhil Parekh
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from Ahmedabad , India . I am also a 10 - Time
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Author Biography
Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 , 1977 ) , from Ahmedabad ,
India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his
Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India limcabookofrecords.in , which is India's Best Book of Records ,
also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of
World Records . He is an author of - ' LONGEST BOOK written
by a mortal - COLLECTED POETRY ' , which has a Print Length
of 5254 pages on the Amazon Kindle .
The Poet's style of Poetry / literature is unique and has never
ever been written before or experimented on the mortal planet

by any mortal . Though his Poetry / literature is normal and
natural .
10 National Records held by Parekh with the Limca Book of
Records India are for
( 1 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published / featured in
McGill English Dictionary of Rhyme which is the World's
Number 1 English Rhyming Dictionary - for his poem , Come
Lets Embrace our New Religion
( 2 ) Being the First Indian Poet to have won Poet of the Year
Award at the Canadian Federation of Poets which is Canada's
National Poetry Body endorsed by Governor General of Canada
( 3 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be published in a
Commonwealth Newsletter for his poem on AIDS which is - Aids
doesn't kill . Your Attitude kills .
( 4 ) Being the First Indian Poet to win an EPPIE award for best
Poetry EBook
( 5 ) Writing the most number of letters to and receiving the
most number of replies from World Leaders and World
Organizations .
( 6 ) Being the First Indian Poet to be Goodwill Ambassador to
the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace GoodwillTreaty.org .
( 7 ) Being the First Indian Poet whose Poems have been made
into Films at Youtube.com - The World's largest video sharing
website .
( 8 ) Being the 1st Indian Poet to be featured for his Poetry Book
- Love versus Terrorism- Poems on Anti Terror, Peace , at
Wattpad.com - The World's most popular ebook community and
largest website for reading books on mobile phones .
( 9 ) Being the first Indian Poet whose video reciting a Poem on

Nelson Mandela , has been placed at the official website of the
Government of South Africa .
(10) "Having authored LONGEST BOOK written by a mortal COLLECTED POETRY - which is of Print Length 5254 pages and
currently has approximately 1.15 million words , financially
selling in the Amazon.com Kindle Store United States at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B003Y8XLKQ".
The Indian Poet has written thousands of poems on - GOD,
Peace , Love , Anti Terrorism , Friendship , Life , Death ,
Environment, Wildlife , Mother , Father , Children , Parenthood ,
Humanity , Social Cause , Women empowerment , Poverty ,
Lovers , Brotherhood . His Books and Poems have had millions of
viewers and downloads on the Internet .
Parekh is an author of 47 varied Books which include - 1 God
( volume 1 to volume 4 ) , The Womb ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) ,
Love Versus Terrorism ( Part 1 to Part 2 ) , You die; I die - Love
Poems ( Part 1 to Part 16 ) , Life = Death ( volume 1 to volume
10 ), The Power of Black ( volume 1 to volume 2 ) , If you cut a
tree; you cut your own mother , Hide and Seek ( part 1 to part
8 ) , Longest Poem written by Nikhil Parekh - Only as Life . These
Books comprise of nearly a 7000 pages of his Poetry .
The Poets Poetry has had the patronization of several World
Leaders including the Queen of England . Visit Nikhil Parekh at
nikhilparekh.org .
About The Poetry Book

This Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually
volume 8 of the Book titled Life = Death Poems on Life ,
Death ( 1200 pages ) . 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. LONG LIVE GODLY LIFE
2. GODLY ALPHABET I
3. HAPPINESS
4. DEATH WILL ALWAYS REMAIN DEATH
5. DEFINITELY- IMMORTALLY BONDING LOVE
6. NOTHINGNESS
7. LIVING SINGLE-HANDEDLY AND SINGULARLY IN
ITSELF.
8. WHAT HAPPENS
9. JUST GIVE ME ONE MEAL
10. BITS AND PIECES
11. BLOOD RED APPLE JUICE
12. BOREDOM
13. BUTTONS
14. WALKING BACKWARDS
15. ARTILLERY FOR SURVIVAL
16. THE DARKER SIDE AND THE BRIGHTER ASPECT
17. DESTINY
18. NEVER ASK
19. THE HEART OF BETRAYAL
20. I CANT BELIEVE
21. A LIFETIME
22. I WANTED TO ACCEPT
23. GREED AND SELFLESSNESS

24. LIVE LIFE TRULY KINGSIZE
25. BECAUSE
26. A CARPET OF LIFE
27. MAN- THE MAKER OF HIS OWN DESTINY
28. TOMORROW NEVER COMES
29. ITS ENTIRELY UPTO YOU
30. ONLY TO PROVE
31. I WAS NOT UPSET THE SLIGHTEST
32. THIS VERY MOMENT, TODAY
33. LIFE IN THE HEART OF
34. 2 CENTIMETERS OF BRAIN
35. POETRY; POETRY AND ONLY POETRY
36. WHAT USE WAS IT ? PART 2
37. NO RETIREMENT.
38. WHO THE HELL EVER SAID; THAT SWEAT STINKS?
39. FRESH BIRTH.
40. BUT ATLEAST LOVE ME WHEN IM ALIVE
41. TILL THE TIME YOU WERE MAGNIFICENTLY ALIVE
42. LIVING.
43. FIRST PART 2
44. YOU JUST PERPETUALLY CONTINUE
45. WITH EVERY BEAT OF MY HEART
46. LIMITLESSLY MAGICAL SPICE
47. TOMORROW- THE MOST PERPETUALLY TRUE
CHAMPION
48. SLEEP
49. DEATH A COUNTLESS TIMES BETTER
50. LIFE GIVES BIRTH TO HAPPINESS
1. LONG LIVE GODLY LIFE

Every innocuous step that you have marvelously bequeathed
upon my dwindling stride; was unsurpassably more than infinite
gardens of spuriously scintillating and penalizing currency,
Every instant of jubilation that you have royally bequeathed
upon my miserably fading visage; was overwhelmingly more
than infinite treasuries of bombastically malevolent and
devastating currency ,
Every tantalizing dream that you have ingratiatingly bequeathed
upon my nonchalantly wandering mind; was irrefutably more
than infinite cloudbursts of
viciously hurtling and truculent currency,
Every poignant blush that you have celestially bequeathed upon
my pathetically abraded cheeks; was unfathomably more than
infinite entrenchments of abominably prejudiced and worthless
currency,
Every stream of crimson blood that you have gorgeously

bequeathed upon my disastrously fatigued veins; was
incomprehensibly more than infinite skies of ominously
cacophonic and gory currency,
Every unflinchingly tenacity that you have unassailably
bequeathed upon my shriveled muscles; was astronomically
more than infinite oceans of capriciously obsolete and doomsday
currency,
Every inscrutably enigmatic destiny line that you have fabulously
bequeathed upon my erringly minuscule palms; was
intransigently more than infinite tunnels of abhorrently stinking
and imprisoning currency,
Every ingredient of robustly sparkling health that you have
gloriously bequeathed upon my debilitating body; was
ubiquitously more than infinite whirlpools of
insipidly dithering and horrific currency,
Every benevolently philanthropic goodness that you have
sacredly bequeathed upon my beleaguered soul; was
unconquerably more than infinite mountains of ominously
differentiating and victimizing currency,
Every impeccable artistry that you have spell bindingly
bequeathed upon my diminutive aura; was unbelievably more
than infinite cisterns of lividly acrimonious and insidious
currency,
Every integrally gratifying talent that you have blissfully
bequeathed upon my penurious countenance; was
grandiloquently more than infinite farms of uncouthly
massacring and raunchy currency,
Every wave of untamed euphoria that you have heavenly
bequeathed upon my ludicrously orphaned senses; was
gigantically more than infinite lands of brutally
tyrannizing and decimating currency,
Every seductively enthralling shadow that you have fantastically

bequeathed upon my capriciously fluttering demeanor; was
unbelievably more than infinite caverns of traumatically
lambasting and salacious currency,
Every spurt of poignant enthusiasm that you have wonderfully
bequeathed upon my irascibly estranged persona; was
unshakably more than infinite hurricanes of diabolically
pulverizing and crippling currency,
Every enamoring melody that you have uninhibitedly bequeathed
upon my indigently dying throat; was invincibly more than
infinite wells of horrendously stagnating and adulterated
currency,
Every globule of astoundingly golden sweat that you have
aristocratically bequeathed upon my lackadaisically indolent
shoulders; was colossally more than infinite dungeons of
treacherously rotting and invidiously dilapidated currency,
Every iota of eternal truth that you have Omnisciently
bequeathed upon my deleteriously hollow conscience; was
undoubtedly more than infinite warfields of
belligerently ghoulish and assassinating currency,
Every puff of stupendously harmonious breath that you have
divinely bequeathed upon my languidly tiny nostrils; was
irretrievably more than infinite hells of murderously morbid and
insane currency,
Every beat of impregnable love that you have Omnipotently
bequeathed upon my frantically searching heart; was
unprecedentedly more than infinite corpses
of remorsefully forlorn and vindictive currency,
And even if I took birth for a countless more lifetimes O!
Almighty Lord and unequivocally liberated all my wealth; I
would still be an infinite births too short to repay you back for all
sacrosanct goodness; that you have so magnanimously showered
upon me,
In the end; I humbly abnegate praying; long live humanity; long

live innocence; and most importantly; long live love; and long
live GODLY life.
2. GODLY ALPHABET I
You might say that alphabet Isingularly by itself; was
disgustingly conceited; and brought alongwith it; only a dungeon
of haplessly asphyxiating doom,
You might say that alphabet I singularly by itself; was
chauvinistically male; and brought alongwith it; only a
maelstrom of pessimistically demented energy,
devastatingly deteriorating; and brought alongwith it; only a
gutter of ignominiously fetid malevolence,
atrociously invidious; and brought alongwith it; only a mortuary
of indiscriminately ghastly meaninglessness,
vindictively obstreperous; and brought alongwith it; only a coffin
of despairingly treacherous defeat,
You might say that alphabet I singularly by itself; was drearily
egocentric; and brought alongwith it; only a nightfall of never
endingly maiming blackness,
intolerably blasphemous; and brought alongwith it; only a
fecklessly oblivious vacuum of ungainly remorsefulness,
robotically insane; and brought alongwith it; only a holocaust of
indelibly ribald obsessiveness,
demonically perverted; and brought alongwith it; only a
jailhouse of treacherously massacring madness,

tyrannically lambasting; and brought alongwith it; only a carcass
of ominously demeaning expletives,
cadaverously foul some; and brought alongwith it; only tears of
inexplicably assassinating gloom,
You might say that alphabet I singularly by itself; was lethally
crucifying; and brought alongwith it; only a graveyard of
doggedly unbearable stench,
hedonistically slandering; and brought alongwith it; only a
preposterously gory shadow of disdain,
agonizingly incarcerating; and brought alongwith it; only a dust
storm of profanely decrepit rebelliousness,
pugnaciously disconcerting; and brought alongwith it; only a
haplessly excoriating bed of venomous thorns,
preposterously ludicrous; and brought alongwith it; only falsely
sycophantic winds of wretched wantonness,
devilishly beheading; and brought alongwith it; only the
footsteps of licentiously whipping hell,
inconspicuously imbecile; and brought alongwith it; only the
cancerous blisters of hopelessly disparaging extinction,
unacceptably dictatorial; and brought alongwith it; only the
ghosts of sinfully plundering selfishness,
But have you ever wondered; that unless and until you dont
endlessly love your ownself; unless and until you dont
commence to timelessly admire every facet of
your divinely blessed existence; unless and until you dont
unflinchingly worship the I in your very ownself; how can you
ever dream of loving and wholesomely embracing others; how
can you ever dream of reaching out to and immortally bonding
with every echelon of bountiful living kind?
Because for you to dream of; or ever dare of becoming the
united We; you inevitably needed to start first with your very
own self; you inevitably needed to
start with the Godly alphabet I.
3. HAPPINESS
Happiness is in sighting the stars that twinkle exuberantly in the
sky; profoundly illuminating the treachery of the murderously
satanic night,
Happiness is in gallivanting freely through the meandering hills;
letting the breeze from the scarlet horizons; tickle you profusely
till the ultimate spine down your nape,
Happiness is in benevolently donating; witnessing an invincible

smile light up; on impoverished faces submerged in a cloud of
derogatory sadness,
Happiness is in bouncing ebulliently on the lap of your
sacrosanct mother; completely surrendering your immaculate
identity in her magnanimously divine swirl,
Happiness is in inundating barren mountains of canvas with
resplendent color; assimilating the mesmerizing beauty of the
planet; in astoundingly vivacious shapes
and forms,
Happiness is in inhaling the fragrance of soil and ravishing rose;
being enthralled till times beyond eternity; as you rolled full
throttle on the seductive carpets of lush green grass,
Happiness is in whistling melodiously across the gorgeously
fathomless gorge; let the mystical volley of exotic echoes
encompass your boisterous visage from all ends,
Happiness is in floating uninhibitedly in the placid lakes; let the
animated festoon of incredible dolphins; leap ecstatically by your
side,
Happiness is in dancing vibrantly with the impeccable fairies;
profoundly relish the marvelously pearly rays of shimmering
moon; on each cranny of your drearily
devastated skin,
Happiness is in fighting unrelentingly for the ultimate essence of
truth; disseminating its Godly virtue to the most farthest and
remotest corner of this gigantic earth,
Happiness is in discovering an insurmountable battalion of
newness every unfurling second of the day; bemusing the
gloomy cells of your mind with unprecedented intrigue,
Happiness is in harboring all whom you encountered in their
times of despairing distress; embracing them equally with the
candle of humanity; flaming profusely in your soul,
Happiness is in harnessing the fruits of nature to the most

optimum limits; watching them perpetually blossom as you
traversed through the corridors of tantalizing paradise,
Happiness is in evolving new trends with your own blood;
coining a sea of benign philosophies; which benefit the most
infinitesimal of living kind,
Happiness is in dedicating your life to the service of the
deprived; persevering as the most richest man on this Universe;
while your fellow comrades existed under the stupendously
magnificent glory of royal Sunshine,
Happiness is in commencing each day as a fresh chapter of life;
intrepidly transcending over the miseries of the dolorous past;
filtering blissful pouches of space
to survive,
Happiness is in breathing for your cherished mission till times
immemorial; following the innermost voices of your passionately
throbbing heart; even as the uncouth world outside lambasted
you insidiously from all sides,
Happiness is in leading life higher than the clouds; affording the
same the same to your tangible friends; till the moment Almighty
Lord wanted you to wander and survive,
Happiness is in considering yourself to be just a whisker of Gods
infinite Creation; and yet feeling the most endowed molecule
alive,
Happiness is in caring; Happiness is in sharing; Happiness is in
unity; Happiness is in beauty; Happiness is in immortal love;
most importantly true Happiness is in
the chapter called LIFE.
4. DEATH WILL ALWAYS REMAIN DEATH

Lies will always remain treacherously lambasting Lies.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the handsomely
invincible Everest; or whether you place it amidst the most
bountifully proliferating of soil; makes not even the slightest of
difference.
Hatred will always remain baselessly abhorrent Hatred.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the
enchantingly inimitable clouds; or whether you place it amidst
every droplet of tantalizingly mesmerizing rain cascading; makes
not even the most infinitesimal of difference.
Terrorism will always remain tyrannically abominable Terrorism.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the tangily
undulating waves; or whether you place it amidst the
fathomlessly jubilant shores; makes not even the most ethereal
of difference.
Indiscrimination will always remain pathetically maiming
Indiscrimination.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the poignantly
scarlet rose; or
whether you place it amidst the mist of everlastingly burgeoning
scent; makes not even the most transient of difference.
War will always remain hedonistically slandering War.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the vivaciously
intrepid tree; or whether you place it amidst the
compassionately impregnable roots; makes not even the most
obfuscated of difference.
Fear will always remain wantonly inexplicable Fear.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the unassailably

humanitarian dwelling; or whether you place it amidst the
insuperably emollient foundations
of righteousness; makes not even the most obliterated of
difference.
Cold-bloodedness will always remain diabolically unsavory Coldbloodedness. Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of
the pricelessly egalitarian sky;
or whether you place amidst the unconquerably redolent earth;
makes not even the most obsolete of difference.
Slavery will always remain preposterously forlorn Slavery.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the vividly
victorious rainbow; or whether you place it amidst the
ecstatically galloping atmosphere; makes not even the most
evaporating of difference.
Hysteria will always remain lividly impotent Hysteria.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the effulgently
sparkling meadows; or whether you place it amidst the
resplendently sensuous dewdrops; makes not
even the most inconspicuous of difference.
Depression will always remain intolerably crucifying Depression.
optimistically flaming Sun; or whether you place it amidst
unflinchingly royal golden rays; makes not even the
most insouciant of difference.
Dishonesty will always remain traumatically truculent
Dishonesty.
incomparably voluptuous gorge; or whether you place it amidst
the most astoundingly stupefying tranquility; makes not even the
most imperturbable of difference.
Politics will always remain sacrilegiously depraving Politics.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the peerlessly
unsurpassable moon; or whether you place it amidst the most
iridescently twinkling shimmer; makes not even the most
fugitive of difference.
Rape will always remain unforgivably sinful Rape.

Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the eternally
Omniscient temple; or whether you place it amidst infinite rivers
of miraculous holiness; makes not even the most disappearing of
difference.
Corruption will always remain disgustingly deteriorating
Corruption.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the unceasingly
symbiotic brain;
or whether you place it amidst an endless unconquerable dreams
of glorious brotherhood; makes not even the most inane of
difference.
Prostitution will always remain satanically abject Prostitution.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the impeccably
pristine oyster; or whether you place it amidst the most
indomitably benign shimmer of innocence; makes not even the
most ephemeral of difference.
Laziness will always remain lackadaisically meaningless
Laziness.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the tirelessly
ever-pervading
paradise; or whether you place it amidst the amiably dancing
fairies of tomorrow; makes not even the most nonchalant of
difference.
Betrayal will always remain gratuitously demonic Betrayal.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of mellifluously
harmonious beehive; or whether you place it amidst all the
rhapsodically interminable sweetness of the Universe; makes not
even the most feckless of difference.
Devilishness will always remain horrifically penalizing
Devilishness.
undefeatedly Omnipotent saint;
or whether you place it amidst every sermon of invincibly
coalescing humanity; makes not even the most flickering of
difference.
And Death will always remain inevitably torturous Death.

Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of unshakably
Omnipresent Heaven; or whether you place it amidst every
veritably blessed ingredient on this Universe; makes not even
the most hapless of difference.
5. DEFINITELY- IMMORTALLY BONDING LOVE
Perhaps the dictionary of the rambunctiously gallivanting

bumble bee; obstreperously started and ended with solely the
words; Beautifully golden Honey,
Perhaps the dictionary of the voluptuously crimson clouds;
sensuously started and ended with solely the words;
Unceasingly fantasizing rain,
Perhaps the dictionary of the fathomlessly majestic desert; aridly
started and ended with solely the words; Unsparingly
emaciating heat,
Perhaps the dictionary of the wretchedly devastating
earthquake; tempestuously started and ended solely with the
words; Uncouthly endless destruction,
Perhaps the dictionary of the magically ameliorating leaves;
enchantingly started and ended solely with the words;
Vivaciously ardent breeze,
Perhaps the dictionary of the ubiquitously spell binding forest;
uncannily started and ended solely with the words; Boundlessly
unfettered Enigma,
Perhaps the dictionary of the inimitably indomitable Sun; fierily
started and ended solely with the words; Unflinchingly
optimistic blaze,
Perhaps the dictionary of the mystically sabbatical snake;
clandestinely started and ended solely with the words; Lethally
surreptitious venom,
Perhaps the dictionary of the triumphantly unbridled butterfly;
exuberantly started and ended solely with the words; Jubilantly
undying frolic,
Perhaps the dictionary of the incomparably venerated cow;
dedicatedly started and ended solely with the words; Timelessly
fructifying worship,
Perhaps the dictionary of the indiscriminately marauding

dinosaur; atrociously started and ended solely with the words;
Ruthlessly slandering massacre,
Perhaps the dictionary of the resplendently milky moon;
altruistically started and ended solely with the words;
Perennially enlightening shimmer,
Perhaps the dictionary of the mundanely jaded road; morosely
started and ended solely with the words; Pathetically
lugubrious abrasion,
Perhaps the dictionary of the insuperably infallible mountains;
brilliantly started and ended solely with the words; Undaunted
strength galore
Perhaps the dictionary of the punctiliously ticking clock;
perseveringly started and ended solely with the words;
Indefatigably unfurling time,
Perhaps the dictionary of the unabashedly scarlet rose;
inscrutably started and ended solely with the words;
Unlimitedly compassionate fragrance,
Perhaps the dictionary of the marvelously undulating sea;
poignantly started and ended solely with the words; Timelessly
burgeoning adventure,
Perhaps the dictionary of the monstrously grisly spider;
mysteriously started and ended solely with the words;
Eclectically amazing slipperiness,
Perhaps the dictionary of the obsessively possessive parents;
inexorably started and ended solely with the words; Our own
blood/children,
Perhaps the dictionary of the seductively emollient dewdrop;
celestially starred and ended solely with the words; Eternally
emancipating bliss,
Perhaps the dictionary of the sullenly cadaverous graveyard;

forlornly started and ended solely with the words; Fetidly
asphyxiating ghostliness,
Perhaps the dictionary of the affably moistened nostril;
interminably started and ended solely with the words;
Pricelessly undefeated life,
Perhaps the dictionary of the fantastically rain soaked soil;
magnificently started and ended solely with the words;
Limitlessly unshakable virility,
Perhaps the dictionary of the unbelievably infinite Universe;
spectacularly started and ended solely with the words;
Miraculously mitigating creation,
Perhaps the dictionary of the redolently invincible conscience;
irrefutably started and ended solely with the words;
Unconquerably heavenly truth,
Perhaps the dictionary of the unassailably ecstatic blood;
effulgently started and ended solely with the words;
Incomparably sparkling humanity,
Perhaps the dictionary of the inscrutably sculptured palm;
tantalizingly started and ended solely with the words;
Inexplicably unraveling destiny,
Perhaps the dictionary of the ferociously blood-curling terrorist;
barbarously started and ended solely with the words;
Venomously satanic hatred,
But Definitely; without the most infinitesimal shadow of doubt
and universally; the dictionary of every organism living and
symbiotically alive; uninhibitedly started and ended solely with
the words; Immortally bonding love .
6. NOTHINGNESS
It was out of sheer Nothingness; that there arose the most
ultimate caverns of fantastically tantalizing and stupendously
reinvigorating; Beauty,

ultimate clouds of rhapsodically enlightening and indefatigably
unbridled; Fantasy,
ultimate sermons of pricelessly inimitable and insuperably
emollient; Humanity,
ultimate sounds of unsurpassably unhindered and majestically
embellished; Creation,
ultimate oceans of unceasingly undefeated and astoundingly
proliferating; Virility,
Therefore; how dare you ever proclaim that the word
Nothingness; was none but a fecklessly rotting gutter of
insipidly cadaverous feces; how dare you ever proclaim that
Nothingness was the sole cause of haplessly deteriorating
extinction and death in the world today.
1.
ultimate fields of eternally emancipating and timelessly
bestowing; Selflessness,
ultimate dewdrops of spell bindinglyfructifying and jubilantly
proliferating; Freshness,
ultimate lines of endlessly titillating and beautifully garnished;
Poetry,
ultimate pathways of irrefutably unconquerable and handsomely
ameliorating; Truth,

ultimate mirrors of wonderfully Omnipresent and ubiquitously
embracing; Righteousness,
Nothingness; was none but an inconsequentially morbid
ingredient of helplessness; how dare you ever proclaim that
Nothingness was the sole cause of sacrilegiously wanton
extinction and death in the world today.
2.
ultimate yearning of symbiotically undefeated and holistically
benign Companionship,
ultimate cradle of invincibly enlightening and triumphantly
ecstatic; Optimism,
ultimate waves of fearlessly impregnable and gloriously
altruistic ;Martyrdom,
ultimate petals of profusely utopian and unlimitedly blessing;
Euphoria,
ultimate winds of irresistibly magnetic and inevitably
extraordinary; Attraction,
Nothingness; was none but a non-existent of corpse of
sadistically jinxed decay; how dare you ever proclaim that
Nothingness was the sole cause of unforgivably murderous
extinction and death
in the world today.
3.

ultimate songs of iridescently ebullient and victoriously vivid;
Freedom,
ultimate epitomes of spectacularly mesmerizing and indomitably
unfettered; Courage,
ultimate shapes of timelessly enthralling and fabulously royal;
Creativity,
ultimate foundations of bountifully consecrating and
undauntedly unshakable; Honesty,
ultimate beats of immortally fragrant and perennially bonding;
Love,
Nothingness; was none but a fugitively deserted oblivion of
insane treachery; how dare you ever proclaim that
Nothingness was the sole cause of flagrantly crucifying
extinction and death in the
world today.
7. LIVING SINGLE-HANDEDLY AND SINGULARLY IN
ITSELF.
Living; single-handedly and singularly in itself; is the greatest
and the most inimitably priceless accolade; on the trajectory of
this enchantingly indomitable earth,
and the most triumphantly unchallengeable accomplishment; on
the trajectory of this spell-bindingly ubiquitous earth,
and the most effulgently indisputable victory; on the trajectory of
this eternally fructifying earth,

and the most unassailably supreme fantasy; on the trajectory of
this resplendently new-born earth,
and the most unbelievably unconquerable artistry; on the
trajectory of this blissfully symbiotic earth,
and the most Omnipotently sacred preaching; on the trajectory
of this celestially mollifying earth,
and the most unceasingly persevering exercise; on the trajectory
of this magnetically enigmatic earth,
and the most beautifully untainted desire; on the trajectory of
this ecstatically unprejudiced earth,
and the most unfathomably exhilarating target; on the trajectory
of this iridescently benign earth,
and the most undauntedly reinvigorating adventure; on the
trajectory of this poignantly
charismatic earth,
and the most inexplicably unraveling destiny; on the trajectory of
this handsomely unbridled earth,
and the most undefeatedly majestic melanging; on the trajectory
of this vibrantly intrepid earth,
and the most indispensably compulsive ingredient; on the
trajectory of this incredulously Omnipresent earth,

and the most insuperably unfettered power; on the trajectory of
this beautifully untarnished earth,
and the most efficaciously optimistic vitamin; on the trajectory of
this altruistically jubilant earth,
and the most emancipating poetic odyssey; on the trajectory of
this surreally emollient earth,
and the most sensuously inebriating titillation; on the trajectory
of this flamboyantly igniting earth,
and the most astoundingly proliferating virility; on the trajectory
of this benevolently unabashed earth,
and the most infallibly timeless inspiration; on the trajectory of
this magically mitigating earth,
and the most unflinchingly efficacious remedy; on the trajectory
of this endlessly
enlightening earth,
and the most spectacularly ameliorating concession; on the
trajectory of this pristinely ebullient earth,
and the most limitlessly liberating rebirth and re-incarnation; on
the trajectory of this stupendously
satiny earth,
And Living; single-handedly and singularly in itself; is the
greatest and the most immortally compassionate love; on the
trajectory of this marvelously
tantalizing earth.
8. WHAT HAPPENS
What happens when branch leaves wither in freezing winter,
the tree body stands devoid of leafy clothing all day and night.
What happens when frosty cream is sucked from cow milk,
the solution rendered listless, resembles white mineral water.
What happens pure petrol is mixed with stale kerosene,
the car machinery stutters, vomits in pain, unable to budge an
inch further.
What happens when a horse is kissed by fiery cigarette butt,
it throws its master topsy-turvy, galloping at mounting spurts of
speed.
What happens when the vociferous sea is evacuated of water,
demonic thunder clouds of rain refrain from being formed.
What happens when children are introduced to the nefarious
world of crime,
they indulge in rampant massacre, consuming human blood like
stream water.
What happens when chunks of bread are left to die,
red ant and a plethora of fungus devour it rapidly.
What happens when body is drenched with rotten tobacco juice,
there develops an everlasting stench of decayed lizard.
What happens when coconut shell is slammed hard on human
skull,
the fruit bursts open proving feeble against volatile energy of
the brain.
What happens when we swallow a pitcher full of scotch whisky,
the inbuilt body clock remains in heavy sedation all Sunlit day.
What happens when partially blind left are to waver on the busy
street,
they guide themselves adroitly, relying solely on sensory touches
of touch and smell.
What happens when human beings are replaced by robots,
tasks get executed to immaculate perfection, without palpable
emotions of hatred and unbiased love.
9. JUST GIVE ME ONE MEAL

He took shallow breaths at irregular intervals,
was clad in clothes bereft of stitching,
drops of blood oozed when he coughed,
thin bones clattered when he walked,
people dispersed when he perched beside them,
the air had a stench of starved perspiration as he passed,
white stream water transited to garbage Black,
as he dipped his caricature in holy
assemblage of the Ganges,
his feet were bare, diffused into cracks as he tread on thorns,
he hardly had saliva to spit on the earth.
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Harsh Sunlight days sped into sultry nights,
his shoulders drooped further with advancing age,
desires faded in oblivion, with brutal strokes of destiny,
he had stopped seeing dreams since eternity,
his body had turned numb to pain and abuse,
he had a solitary desire to eat one full meal.
it seemed god heard his call,
far off in the park, lay sprawled left overs of bread,
prompting him to run in glee,
he devoured the chunks in flash seconds of time,
made guttural sounds while gulping tap water,

looked at the sky with fingers juxtaposed in recesses of torn
flesh,
laboured his way, for a place to sleep in the merciless night.
10. BITS AND PIECES

I accumulated bits and pieces of exquisite cloth,
took surplus spools of thread and slender bodkin,
stitched them all into a rich long articulate fabric,
which I proudly christened as my silken summer suit.
I amalgamated bits and pieces of pliable rubber,
acquired bountiful amounts of glue from bark of tree,
coagulated the curry of glue and rubber, exposing them to the
Sun to dry,
the eventual outcome was as enchanting as twinkling stars in
the sky,
what I now held in my palms was a pair of solidly punched and
angular
cowboy boots.
I gathered bits and pieces of coastal silver sands,
moulded them deftly with soft pressure of my knotted fingers,
engraving intricate designs on the exterior periphery of
structure,
embedding the pure sand walls with a plethora of translucent
shells,
the sight for me to witness was a feast to my hungry eyes,

a midget sized sandcastle now stood ornately in vociferous
currents of ocean
wind.
I assembled bits and pieces of wine red brick,
prepared a blend of cement and crushed chips of granite,
studded vacant spots on the exterior with pure Italian glass,
laid a colossal drainpipe from head to toe,
the aftermath of which saw me in direct confrontation,
with the magnanimous silhouette of the princely edifice.
And finally when I mixed bits and pieces of my tears with hers,
the liquid was resplendent with a mystical aura,
it made us reminiscent of the times of distress and gruelling
agony,
when we lived bifurcated by feckless boundaries of class and
status,
we still drank the concoction regularly decades after tying the
nuptial chord,
it quenched our thirst like God cures all those afflicted with
heinous pain.
11. BLOOD RED APPLE JUICE

I flung pointed pebbles leaning on the balcony rail,
gnawed incessantly at my soft finger flesh,
poked at entangled knots of hair mixing long fingernails with
scalp zone,
spit loads of saliva on pavements of stale concrete,
kicked violently at loose chunks of sand lying unattended,
tore every bit of transparent cloth in close proximity,
trampled on infinite insects that lurked infuriatingly across my
way,
devoured solid bones of calcium, crushing them with my teeth,
peeled crisp wall paint in plenty with incoherent strokes of

footnail,
ripped triangular caps from compressed bottles of soda drink,
spilled jars containing carbon ink on satiny covers of the
bedroom mattress,
plucked masses of grass blades rolling languidly in undulating
landscape of the garden,
transformed pencil ends to distorted junk by repetitive chewing,
added tones of salt to fruit juice before consumption,
pedaled my bicycle till a river of sweat descended down my
neck,
revolved my body in clockwise journeys at electric beats of
music,
trimmed waste hair emanating sparsely from twin nostrils,
applied scented lotion to the back of palm to revitalize skin,
roamed aimlessly through solitary streets at the onset of
midnight.
Weird situations of nil work had made me fidgety,
Obsessions for exorbitant adventure seemed to be fast fading,
I strolled at fast pace across the periphery of my fruit orchard,
Clambered up a tall tree bearing blood red apple,
Snatched it deftly from within its house of Green leaf,
Drank sweet juice charged with small pints of ravishing flavour,
From deep cores within its delicately tender heart.
12. BOREDOM
I viewed television for long hours on the trot,
Flickering images of the screen flooding inert regions of my eye,

I suddenly felt my head throbbing like a thousand needles,
And I shut my eyes with ardent fervor; to avoid getting blatantly
bored.
I swam with zealous strokes in sapphire blue waters of the
swimming pool,
Floating occasionally with my vision riveted to the placid moon,
The exuberance prevalent at the start was slowly dwindling,
And the very perception of crossing parallel stretches of water,
Rendered me feeling dreadful and bored.
I drove my parrot green automobile at breathtaking speeds,
Manoeuvring dexterously through sharp bends of the valley,
With mesmerizing tunes o music piercing me like steel arrows,
Days sped into ghastly nights; the rally was yet far from
accomplished,
And I prayed fervently to god to exit from this utterly boring
rigmarole.
I sprawled a bunch of dotted cards on the fur topped desk,
Shuffling them with meticulous precision and care,
With a scintillating bottle of rum lying by my side;
As the vigils of dusk took a stranglehold on day,
the once coherent images; struck me as indecipherably blurred,
twin pairs of my eyes were bored; succumbing gladly to
indispensable sleep.
I chanted unrelentingly the mantra of God,
Swaying with robust energy to the omniscient personality of the
Creator,
Drowned in totality with the essence of celestial rays,
Fulfilling the imperative quota of duties; towards my counterpart
human being,
The ritual slaughtered traces of boredom from my life;
Reinforcing exasperated avenues of my mind with the vastness
of spiritual
creation.
13. BUTTONS
The colossal deodar tree was embossed with infinite buttons of
parrot green,
which swayed frivolously with ravishing currents of enigmatic
breeze.
The sky was flooded with buttons of flocculent white,
Dispersed into cocoons of rain yielding humid gas.
The contemporary pistol was embedded with a fleet of compact
lead buttons,
Capable of annihilating palpable entities to lifeless souls.
Palatial waters of the emerald ocean were abundant with hordes
of fish,
Which swam with acrobatic ease in swirling waters; under the
nocturnal moon.
The sizzling agglomerate of continental soup was resplendent
with buttons of tubular mushroom,
Which disintegrated into sumptuous splinters when savored by a
cluster of teeth.
Pellucid glass of the time piece; incorporated slender buttons of
metal,
Which arduously circulated in clockwise journeys throughout
decades of survival.
Succulent pulp of the watermelon; held captive a plethora of
brown buttons,
Which had sour juice trapped in deep recesses of soft kernel.
The driving wheel of scintillating automobile; possessed a
conspicuously protuberant button,
Producing discordant sounds when compressed to supreme

angularity.
Mammoth jerry cans of cow milk; consisted of tangible buttons
of salubrious cream,
Which reinvigorated dreary mechanisms of the body with
unprecedented energy.
The magnanimous jaw of alligator was juxtaposed with an army
of acerbic button,
Ready to ferociously strip bountiful flesh from strong bone.
Silver sands of the sea shore were emollient with surplus fillings
of mystical buttons,
Which shone brilliantly in the midday Sun; nestled in tranquil
under a cameo of stars.
And visual apparatus of my eye was blessed with translucent
buttons of vision,
Which envisaged her love in the day; inevitably sighting her on
every piece of land,
Sleeping in contentment with her fragrance pilfering my thought
flow for the
ruthless night.
14. WALKING BACKWARDS

If humans on land started to abruptly walk backwards,
with their eyes focused towards empty spaces in the front,
they would inadvertently lose their balance tumbling like a pack
of cards,
on the obdurate surface of muddy ground.
If cars powered with speed guns traversed backwards,
monumental elevations of buildings would seem fading in
oblivion,
it would be eternity before one reached the place of work,
there would be embarrassing accidents at all quarters,
rendering the traffic in disdainful jeopardy.
If thoroughbred stallions galloped backwards,

execute insane behavior while carrying their possessors,
their masters would whip them black and blue,
for not obeying stringent instructions even after consuming with
relish,
fresh tendrils of red radish with spicy leaves of coriander.
If saline waves of the ocean receded backwards with outrageous
bursts of wind,
the sand on shores would die in parched starvation,
fishes would find it painstakingly cumbersome to swim,
there would be no ships sailing on the erratic persona of the sky
blue sea.
If slender needles of the tower clock ticked backwards,
minutes, hours, days would simply fail to proceed,
the youth would exist in resplendent exuberance for decades to
come,
all decayed and old would fail to wither, staying alive for times
immemorial,
and there wouldnt be a fresh soul born for centuries to be
confronted.
15. ARTILLERY FOR SURVIVAL

The car ate gallons of golden gasoline spray,
the pen survived on compressed mass of carbon ink.
the lizard devoured species of small insects,
the light bulb shone to swift currents of white electricity.

the birds lived on suspended wind in atmosphere,
the rock crevices hungrily gulped salty sea waves.
the tree sucked moisture from interior core of soil,
triangular ice cubes fed on incessant supply of frozen air.
the pigments of green derived fodder through bright Sunshine,
red crested parrot nibbled spicy chunks of homemade pickle.
the cigarette sticks relied solely on milligrams of lethal tobacco,
thick skinned elephant swallowed a truck load of healthy leaves.
the placid night was cooled by strong beams of the tranquil
moon,
the marine octopus relished a meal of long fish and crab.
the wall clock functioned due to meticulous unwinding of chains,
the bumble bee rested in jars of natural honey.
the computer processed data from a configuration of microchips,
exhaustion was accentuated further by infinite beads of sweat
dripping down.
the humans existing lived on a cascade of currency,
whilst I occupied the soil, entirely listening to tunes of my heart.
16. THE DARKER SIDE AND THE BRIGHTER ASPECT
The darker side of blindness was an unrelenting camouflage of

austere black,
while brighter aspect of the same was a sensitive tuning of the
hollow ear drum.
The darker side of a wounded bruise was gushing streams of
blood flowing,
while brighter aspect of the same; was firm resilience to anguish
and pain.
The darker side of the ocean was drowning to death,
while brighter aspect of the same was; a cluster of striped fish
swimming.
The darker side of squashed vegetable was clouds of insidious
stench emanating,
while brighter aspect of the same was blissful manure for an
artillery of dead shrub.
The darker side of a computer was a total entropy of
handwriting,
while brighter aspect of the same was crisp outlines of
calligraphy ornately printed.
The darker side of the twin horned cow was that it was fat and
indolent,
while brighter aspect of the same was that it suckled gallons of
fresh milk.
The darker side of the Sun was acrimonious rays cauterizing
tender patches of skin,
while brighter aspect of the same was complete fumigation of
the water logged environment.
The darker side of a candy chocolate was a plethora of cavities
in mouth palette,
while brighter aspect of the same was waves of felicity
submerging a person in euphoria.
The darker side of moon was that it diffused feeble beams of
opalescent light,
while brighter aspect of the same was that it illuminated

gruesome darkness with rays of hope.
The darker side of residing in a jungle was immense fear of
savage beasts,
while brighter aspect of the same was bathing in crystal waters
of the virgin river.
The darker side of being a dog was being treated with loads of
contempt and
malice,
while brighter aspect of the same was ferociously growling
canine teeth at strangers.
The darker side of death was traumatic pain and tumultuous
sorrow,
while brighter aspect of the same was to give someone a chance
to live.
The darker side of love was infinite perils lurking in the society,
while the brighter aspect of the same was relishing the feeling of
being cared.
17. DESTINY
I blended a considerate proportion of wild sand and water,
smearing the paste with a sweet curry of white fish chowder,
neatly aligning the assembly of bricks to form a wall,
with acrid light beams of the sun fortifying the construction,
I then left destiny handle my twin storied house.
I slogged like a tribal bull all sweltering day,
burnt midnight oil to its unprecedented capacity,
flipping diligently through minuscule literature printed on
decaying parchment
of books,
mustered enough tenacity to appear in the examinations,
leaving destiny to decide the outcome of my Herculean effort.
I drove my automobile at languid speeds,
caressing the gears with meticulous precision,
maneuvering the vehicle with coherent strokes imparted to the
steering wheel,
applying stringent pressure on the horn before overtaking,

leaving destiny to implement whether i should relinquish breath
in a car crash; or live.
I onerously molded my fingers to sketch,
feeding bare bonds of paper with ornate lines of the moist
mountain,
vigorously shading fluorescent rays of the sun with my lead
tipped pencil,
filling enchanting spots of the lake with crimson color,
left it entirely on destiny to be appreciated by true connoisseurs
of art.
I viciously perspired beneath the flaming Sun,
performing routine tasks; catering to activities of monotonous
life,
ploughing virgin chunks of clay; sandwiched amidst towering
bull,
milking the cow for rich complexioned frothy cream,
left it to mother destiny to chalk plans of action in my life.
18. NEVER ASK

Never ask a man perpetually blind; to desiccate an infinitesimal
needle from the unfathomably colossal haystack,
Never ask a bird withering horrendously on the ground; to flap
its brutally severed wings and fly,
Never ask a panther growling full throttle; to emanate a melody
that would transit human into a blissful slumber,
Never ask an insatiably parasitic leech; to magnificently heal

your profusely
bleeding wounds,
Never ask an abysmally sweltering desert; to quench the
agonizing flames overwhelmingly engulfing your scorched
throat,
Never ask an insurmountably barbaric butcher; to pacify the
intransigent wails of
a freshly born infant,
Never ask a horrendously broken pencil; to sketch the most
fabulously intricate corners of the Universe,
Never ask a satanically ruthless assassin; to churn
unsurpassable lines or mystically romantic poetry,
Never ask a diabolically thorny cactus; to become your
voluptuously mesmerizing mattress for the heart of the night,
Never ask a gigantic avalanche of ice; to compassionately ignite
your pathetically dwindling and frozen senses,
Never ask a flirtatiously capricious wink; to resolve higher than
the summit of the unconquerable cosmos,
Never ask an incomprehensibly squalid pig; to perpetuate the
dolorous
atmosphere with enchanting scent,
Never ask the clock ticking at swashbuckling speeds; to transit
back into the realms of nascent childhood,
Never ask the stalk of frigidly diminishing grass; to stand like an
invincible fortress against the most tumultuous of storm,
Never ask the vivaciously thundering streaks of lightening; to
squeak like a kitten; camouflage in the corridors of dormant
solitude,
Never ask dungeons inundated with glittering gold; to beg like

impoverished urchins on the treacherously deserted street,
Never ask the irrevocably dead stone; to fulminate into
rhapsodic spurts of animated laughter,
Never ask a enigmatically heartfelt poet; to function like
monotonous clockwork in the periphery of manipulative office,
Never ask a bewitching sorceress; to philanthropically bless
humanity with the essence of uninhibited sharing,
Never ask a newly embellished bride; to discard her soul mate
like cakes of snobbishly neglected charcoal,
And never ask the lecherously blood sucking devil; to love; taint
its immortal essence with the seed of malice proliferating
hideously in his heart.
19. THE HEART OF BETRAYAL

The sting of the mosquito; renders just an inconspicuous spurt of
pain on
naked flesh,
Whereas the sting of greed; profoundly decimates blissful
civilizations into horrendous bits of pulverized ash.
The growl of the panther; transiently paralyzes boisterous traces
of palpable life,
Whereas the growl of violence; metamorphoses brilliantly
blazing light of the day into a cloud of perpetual darkness.
The sword of piquant iron; renders you ethereally unconscious
with its flurry of inevitable wounds,
Whereas the sword of lies; buries you infinite feet beneath your
grave; massacring your conscience into sleazy pulp towards the
fathomless sky.
The blanket of thorns; foments you to squeal a trifle
everytime you tried to tread upon your spellbinding feet,
Whereas the blanket of slavery; makes you a criminal for
centuries unprecedented in the court of celestial existence.
The whirlpool of sand; obscured your vision for infinitesimal
instants; ephemerally sequestering you from the reality of life,
Whereas the whirlpool of manipulation; irrevocably cursed each
organism alive with the most tyrannical of deaths.
The bars of the prison; made irascible inroads into normally
unveiling lifestyles,
Whereas the bars of pompousness; made irrefutably sure you
kept hovering between heaven and hell even before veritable
death.
The tunnel of darkness; temporarily dislocated you; propelling
you to stumble towards the ground as you frantically tried to
gauge your gloomy surroundings,
Whereas the tunnel of crime stretched beyond realms of infinite
infinity; with the only end being your hedonistically distorted
corpse.
The clouds of thunder clashed viciously in the sky;

dumbfounding you for fraction seconds of time,
Whereas the clouds of discrimination; invincibly ensured that
there would not be the tiniest trace of light; even in the most
Omnipotent of Sunshine.
And the heart of stress; fluttered nervously every now and again;
but still survived on potent panaceas of holistic medicine,
But the heart of betrayal; remained perpetually frozen for
infinite births of it to unveil; even though it harbored the most
tumultuous of beats.
20. I CANT BELIEVE
I cant believe that there were eyes more beautiful than yours in
this entire Universe; the poignant empathy they bestowed on
every soul they glimpsed,
And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before
death actually occurred; this very moment today.
I cant believe that there were hair more ravishing than yours in
this entire Universe; the voluptuously satin caress they radiated;
as they vivaciously swished,
I cant believe that there were lips more enchanting than yours
in this entire Universe; the amicable smile that incarcerated the
most remotest of alien in their
compassionate swirl,
I cant believe that there were palms more mystical than yours in
this entire Universe; the labyrinth of irrefutably determined lines
that entirely enveloped your flawless skin,
I cant believe that there were footprints more perpetual than
yours in this entire Universe; the embodiments of priceless
solidarity they left on every path they resolutely tread,

I cant believe that there were expressions more effusive than
yours in this entire Universe; the boisterous ardor they
embedded in one and all; imparting life at the very tenterhooks
of extinction,
I cant believe that there were breaths more passionate than
yours in this entire Universe; the immortal virtue with which
they metamorphosed lifeless souls beneath the corpse to
blissfully alive,
I cant believe that there were beats more romantic than yours
in this entire Universe; the unrelenting tenacity with which your
heart palpitated; solely for the person
it loved,
And I cant believe that there was a life more fulfilling than yours
in this entire Universe; devoting each of its unfurling seconds to
the philanthropically uninhibited service of dwindling mankind,
And if there was indeed; then I was prepared to die before death
actually occurred; this very moment today.
21. A LIFETIME
A lifetime of sharing; unveiling the most intricate secrets;
overtopping the barriers of the disdainfully acrid society,
A lifetime of poignant emotions; with the inner most recesses of
the heart effusively portraying their ultimate even in the heart of
chilly night,
A lifetime of caring; compounded with the uninhibited spirit of
selfless sacrifice,
A lifetime of frolicking in the aisles of untamed desire; with the
winds of doom miserably dwindling to curb the flame of
perpetual romance,
A lifetime of belief; with the devil of sinister misconception
vanishing completely into wisps of obsolete oblivion,
A lifetime of overwhelmingly exuberant adventure; marching

intrepidly; with invincible solidarity to achieve our goals,
A lifetime of mesmerizing fantasy; perennially wound in each
others arms in a mystical entrenchment of our own,
A lifetime of respecting our revered ancestors; worshipping the
path of impeccably righteous ideals which they so diligently
persevered till the time they died,
A lifetime of empathy for our fellow compatriots; transgressing
shoulder to shoulder with in their moments of ecstasy and
inexplicable sorrow,
A lifetime of staring profoundly into our eyes; no matter what
evil tried to infiltrate into the carpets of this blissful world,
A lifetime of philandering like newly discovered lovers; tickling
each other till tears of
incomprehensible freedom trickled down our eyes,
A lifetime of procreating our own progeny; proudly carrying
forward Gods most marvelous chapter of existence,
A lifetime of accepting each other; of what we were; and of what
we unfortunately couldnt be,
A lifetime of holding hands with each other; confronting the
mightiest of obstacle that came our way; with the wave of our
immortal love,
A lifetime of understanding each other; discovering the most
minuscule of our likes and dislikes to the boundaries beyond
sagacious comprehension,
A lifetime of vows and resolutions; to serve each other till the
time we relinquish our breath; match each other step for step,
A lifetime of perseverance; an unrelentingly enduring struggle
that saw us eventually clamber up the summit of glittering
success,
A lifetime of loving each other so insatiably; that the most

treacherous of pain metamorphosed into a million smiles,
And most importantly; a lifetime of life; and a lifetime of death;
is how I wanted to lead my life with you O! beloved; till the time
Almighty Lord wanted us to be.
22. I WANTED TO ACCEPT

I didnt want to simply smile; I wanted to accept its fascinating
glory and fabulous charm; instead,
I didnt want to simply cry; I wanted to magnanimously accept

its treacherous sorrow; instead,
I didnt want to simply sleep; I wanted to accept its ravishingly
surreal dream till times immemorial; instead,
I didnt want to simply shiver; I wanted to accept its
mysteriously uncanny tingling; instead,
I didnt want to simply starve; I wanted to its inevitable
descending upon my impoverished caricature; instead,
I didnt want to simply desire; I wanted to accept its
stupendously passionate and ardent virtue; instead,
I didnt want to simply get crippled; I wanted to accept its
tyrannical blow as
a beautiful gift; instead,
I didnt want to simply sweat; I wanted to accept its onerous
trickle as the seeds
of incessant perseverance; instead,
I didnt want to simply admire; I wanted to accept all the planet
as a paradise of mesmerizing beauty; instead,
I didnt want to simply dream; I wanted to accept it as a
marvelously enchanting fantasy which blossomed into infinite
petals of prosperity every unfurling minute; instead,
I didnt want to simply achieve the unconquerable; I wanted to
accept its poignant triumph as an outburst from the celestial
heavens; instead,
I didnt want to simply metamorphose the definitions of art; I
wanted to accept wholeheartedly its indefatigably changing
forms; instead,
I didnt want to simply marry the ultimate love of my life; I
wanted to accept its most bountifully perpetual bondage;
instead,
I didnt want to simply memorize; I wanted to accept my brain

for its insurmountable labyrinth of intriguing dilemmas; instead,
I didnt want to simply respect; I wanted to accept its divinely
sacrosanct blessings; instead,
I didnt want to simply gallop; I wanted to accept the
incomprehensibly fast pace of life to its fullest; instead,
I didnt want to simply breathe; I wanted to accept its
Omnipotent essence with open hands till times upto which the
Creator wanted; instead,
I didnt want to simply love; I wanted to accept its most immortal
element for countless more lives of mine; instead,
I didnt want to simply create; I wanted to accept everything
around me as the most gorgeous organism of God's evolution;
instead,
And I didnt want to simply die; I wanted to accept its
unavoidable web with the same smile on my face as when I was
freshly born; instead.
23. GREED AND SELFLESSNESS

Greed indiscriminately penalizes,
Selflessness is the ultimate panacea; for uniting all innocuously
harmonious; for centuries immemorial and alike.
Greed baselessly tyrannizes,
Selflessness is an Omnipotent fabric; which irrefutably
transcends you above the resplendent heavens; to be the
unequivocal favorite of the divine.
Greed ruthlessly snatches,
Selflessness is the only road to everlasting prosperity; coalescing
even the most salaciously treacherous with the scent of the
bountifully bestowing soil.
Greed manipulatively stagnates,
Selflessness is the most priceless core of enthralling existence;
enlightening unassailable beams of hope; in all those dwellings
miserably impoverished;
without optimism and light.
Greed horrendously massacres,
Selflessness is an Omnisciently miraculous ointment; which
heals the most bizarre wounds of the overwhelming rich and
pathetically destitute; alike.
Greed uncouthly divests,
Selflessness is a enchantingly silken flower; which disseminates
the true spirit of mankind; to even the most infinitesimal parts;
of this fathomless globe.
Greed lethally poisons,
Selflessness is a grandiloquently mesmerizing sky; which

relentlessly showers the blessings of the Almighty; upon all
philanthropically benign.
Greed pulverizes beyond recognition,
Selflessness is a unendingly radiating horizon; which brilliantly
sparkles all night and day; with the rainbow of unconquerable
righteousness.
Greed maliciously obfuscates all truth,
Selflessness is the most Omnipresent harbinger of celestial
peace; unstoppably heading towards the paradise of scintillating
success.
Greed insidiously cripples,
Selflessness is a majestically flapping bird that hoists even the
most devastatingly deprived; making one perpetually realize his
ultimate mission in destined life.
Greed sadistically abhors,
Selflessness is the most candid reflection of every organisms
inner self; the most stupendously supreme richness to be
holistically alive.
Greed mockingly whips,
Selflessness is an invincible mountain of humanity; which
sequesters the infirm and strong; in its compassionately
synergistic belly; alike.
Greed has no beginning; no end,
Selflessness is the most unbelievably blazing road to the
enamoring heavens; the most insatiably fulfilling endowment in
vivacious life.
Greed rots under the grave for centuries unprecedented,
Selflessness is an eternally bequeathing fruit; which magically
ensures that benevolent mercy reigns supreme; till the time
there was life on this unsurpassable planet.
Greed is a morbidly decaying stone,
Selflessness is the sole pillar of solidarity thats stands
patriotically amidst a world of dilapidated doom; an astronomical
strength that makes every entity achieve its most sacrosanct

mission in; impoverished existence.
Greed is a viciously ghastly foe,
Selflessness is like the innocuous cry of a new born infant;
without the tiniest of blemish upon its supremely Godly swirl.
Greed incoherently babbles,
Selflessness is a perennially enchanting song of enamoring
sagaciousness; which beautifully quells even the most
thunderously satanic of squall; with its wave of egalitarian calm.
Greed is the most abominable chunk of garbage in the gutter,
Selflessness is a torrential downpour of endless charisma;
unequivocally perpetuating a smile on even the most haplessly
maimed faces.
Greed hopelessly annihilates,
Selflessness is the most royal blanket of incredulously euphoric
happiness; disseminating the virtue of unshakable togetherness;
every time the earth was magnanimously born.
Greed strangulates you without a chance,
Selflessness is emphatically blazing Sunshine; that dazzles into
fireballs of divinely light; even after veritable death.
Greed murders your stride even before you could alight a foot,
Selflessness is the most regale conqueror of all prejudiced
desires; making you yearn for only the cradle of unsurpassable
innocence.
Greed excoriates you into impotent ash,
Selflessness is a river of unbreakable unity; a religion which only
knows to chivalrously donate the magnificence of spell binding
mankind; upon one and all; bountifully alike.
Greed surreptitiously slaps,
Selflessness is an idol of unbelievable courage; a tenacity that
makes you fearlessly overcome; even the most belligerently
ominous impediments in pragmatic life.
Greed traumatically imprisons,
Selflessness is an evergreen leaf of Godly freedom; an

impregnable will to forever follow the path of the Almighty
Divine.
Greed savagely pricks you to barbarically bleed,
Selflessness is a wave of artistic aristocracy; that marvelously
pacifies every iota of your ditheringly frazzled senses; with the
poetry of symbiotic Creation.
Greed hands you instantaneously to the devil,
Selflessness is a blooming wand that altruistically kisses all your
acerbic agonies away; propelling you to be born beautifully; a
countless times yet again.
Greed plummets into the valley of worthless nothingness,
Selflessness is that heavenly milk of the mother; which
ubiquitously feeds every child ruthlessly orphaned; due to
diabolical strokes of time.
Greed discordantly wails all the time,
Selflessness transcends the most grandiloquently timeless
treasures on this earth; to forever blend with redolently
gratifying heavens.
Greed digs your grave deep at every step you tread,
Selflessness wholesomely absolves you from victimizing earthly
bondage; liberating your soul to incessantly float in clouds of
mystical love.
Greed knives you deep when you turn your back,
Selflessness is an invaluable window of mutually gratifying
existence; being the utmost savior of one and all; across this
boundless planet.
Greed penalizes you gorily even beyond death,
Selflessness is a wind which astoundingly charms; exquisitely
embellishing each of your murderously malevolent veins; with
the freshness of unparalleled humanity.
Greed acerbically immolates you in waves of meaningless lust,
Selflessness is the wheel of indefatigably proliferating evolution;
immaculately meditating in the aisles of enamoring contentment.
Greed venomously strips you of even the most minuscule of your

resources,
Selflessness is a meadow of congenial tranquility; pioneering an
unconquerable camaraderie; between man and the ravishing
environment.
Greed austerely metamorphoses you into a dreaded animal,
Selflessness is an entrenchment of supremely ever-pervading
faith; that looms large as the only messiah; even after sky had
tumultuously transposed with muddy earth.
Greed horrifically blinds you even in the most flamingly
boisterous of Sunlight,
Selflessness is a magically resonating rhythm of sheer
eloquence; an evening of gorgeously replenishing fulfillment.
Greed gobbles you like an inconspicuous mosquito,
Selflessness is a scepter of incomprehensible goodness; always
ensuring that you traversed like an undefeated prince; all your
life.
Greed diabolically stings you when you think that youve
conquered the entire world,
Selflessness is the sole mantra for humanitarian success not only
in this birth; but every time the Creator thought you worthy; of
priceless life.
Greed acrimoniously spits on you as though you were nonchalant
shit,
Selflessness is a true stalwart of handsomely rustic motherland;
unendingly defending you from all viciously sordid hurdles of
ominous existence.
Greed doesnt pity you the slightest even in the revered lap of
your untainted mother,
Selflessness is a tree with countless rejuvenatingly amiable
branches; eventually melanging into the tree of immortal
humanity.
Greed ludicrously beheads your scalp like a piece of worthless
wind,
Selflessness is a jewel which scintillates even after the heart of

perniciously savage midnight; illuminating every abode besieged
with despicable lechery with beams of fragrant light.
Greed buries you alive without taking even the tiniest permission
from your destiny,
Selflessness is the sole elixir that instills astonishing
reinvigoration in your capriciously muddled veins; irrevocably
perpetuates you to spawn fascinating newness; on every lane
that you interweaved through.
Greed only transpires you to sign the signature of gruesomely
bellicose death,
Selflessness is the most enchanting mist of true belonging;
ebulliently uniting you with your rudiments of nostalgic birth.
Greed disparagingly distorts you beyond holistic proportions,
Selflessness is the most regale sensation that makes you bask in
the glory of supremely sensuous timelessness; transforming
every anguish of yours into the; fortress of the Creator divine.
Greed admonishingly dictates you worse than a baseless slave,
Selflessness is your most humble compatriot in good times and
preposterously bad; majestically replenishing every empty space
of your penurious survival; with the gifts of wonderfully
Creation.
Greed brutally vandalizes even your lackadaisically nonchalant
skeleton,
Selflessness is the most princely element of Mother Nature;
profusely oozing oceans of untamed love; onto every organism
who intrepidly adopted it.
Greed straddles disgusting brakes upon your fertile reservoir of
imagination,
Selflessness is a redolently unfazed scent that envelopes you
with unfathomable jubilation from all sides; makes you
ecstatically wander through the aisles of incredulously eclectic
newness.
Greed uncouthly confiscates your conscience; to hand it over to
the blood sucking vampires,
Selflessness is a valley of overwhelmingly unimaginable

exhilaration; an expedition which portrays to every living being;
the true meaning of existence.
Greed coldbloodedly rains parasites on you; even after you were
no more than a ghost sulking in the frigid atmosphere,
Selflessness is idol of Almighty Lord in his most poignantly
towering forms; gloriously blessing all those with an immaculate
soul; upon the trajectory of this
vast planet.
And greed abominably drills such a hole in your heart; that it
was difficult to sagaciously discern you from; lackluster space,
While selflessness is the most unassailable chapter of bountifully
immortal love; bonding your beats not only with your sacred
beloved; but all vibrant beauty on
the planet and time.
24. LIVE LIFE TRULY KINGSIZE

Dream as big as you can; but huddled in a sordidly devastated
corner; will get you astoundingly closer forever; to the cowardly
doorsteps of penalizing hell,
While it is only those who take the blazingly blistering Sun
directly on their patriotic eyeballs; who eventually
metamorphose every benign fantasy of theirs; into an eternal
reality.
Talk as valiant as you can; but shriveled manipulatively beside
the despicably dolorous graves; will get you for sure to sulk
forever; in the shadow of the preposterously diabolical devil,
While it is only those who uninhibitedly shed every iota of their
persevering sweat under the sweltering afternoon; who
eventually escalate to the ladder of philanthropically glittering
success.
Dare as Herculean as you can; but pathetically camouflaged in

the maliciously surreptitious belly of the horrifically stagnating
dungeons; will find you forever a companionship of the miserably
gory skeletons,
While it is only those who fearlessly tread on every path of
exhilaratingly intrepid existence; unflinchingly embracing even
the most invidious of impediment that confronted them in their
benevolent way; who eventually succeed in disseminating the
spirit of blissful brotherhood; to the most fathomless corners of
this Universe.
Run as thunderous as you can; but indefatigably curled from all
ends in disgustingly stale sponge; will land you forever in the
despondently dwindling corridors of treacherous sleep,
While it is only those exuberantly gallop forward with the same
gusto in their share of bizarre pain and happiness alike; who
eventually and irrefutably transform all crippling disease into
celestial paradise.
Sing as melodiously as you can; but incarcerated within walls of
savagely asphyxiating depression; propels you inevitably to have
breakfast with perpetually deadened tones,
While it is only those who harmoniously share the inner most
recesses of their unequivocally truthful soul with all sparkling
goodness in the atmosphere; who eventually transcend past the
dormitories of; the eternally gratifying and resplendent heavens.
Pledge as vehemently as you can; but shrinking to an
infinitesimally disappearing minnow; in the lap of the
incorrigibly closed and retreating fist; will forever ensure that
you remain disastrously famished for times immemorial,
While it is only those who kiss ghastly death in its face to
unrelentingly surge ahead in righteously scintillating life; who
eventually become the perennial martyrs of mankind.
Smile as wide as you can; but after the heart of sinister midnight
and that too relishing behind the acrimoniously salacious cactus;
will forever make you
rot in gutters of forlorn loneliness,
While it is only those who altruistically relinquish every speck of
their own jubilation to enlighten a ray of unconquerable hope in
disparagingly despairing lives; who eventually cherish the most

impregnable blessings of the Omnipotent divine.
Breathe as deep as you can; but buckets of murderously blood
stained desperation; will gorily curse upon you forever and
countless more births to come; a survival
more acrid than cloudbursts of hell,
While it is only those who synergistically inhale and exhale the
essence of unassailable honesty; who eventually and immortally
continue to exist as the priceless leaders of humanity.
And love as unfathomable as you can; but brutally imprisoning
your beats in the rat race of stinkingly beleaguered
commercialism; will convert you into a lecherous ghost even in
the most robustly pristine of your youth,
While it is only those who wholeheartedly open and unite their
hearts with unconquerable love; who eventually pioneer the
grandiloquent religion of togetherness; who eventually are able
to live life truly kingsize.
25. BECAUSE
Because it was torrentially raining from fathomless carpets of
crimson sky; I was flamboyantly ecstatic; surging forward many
a continent; with unprecedented euphoria in my veins,
Because the Sun was brilliantly shimmering; I was full and
profound with dazzling enlightenment; to optimistically lead
each instant of vivaciously blissful life,
Because the nightingale was melodiously singing; I felt besieged
with whirlwinds of tantalizing enchantment; profusely
reinvigorating every iota of my beleaguered countenance; with
the celestial cadence in the atmosphere,
Because the ocean was ravishingly undulating; I felt
philandering on the most exhilarating expedition of my life;
handsomely kissing all benign goodness
uninhibitedly wandering around; with the fervor of an ebulliently
untamed prince,
Because the sheep were innocuously chewing grass on the
velvety meadows; I felt as if immaculately bouncing through the
turnstiles of supreme innocence; harmoniously assimilating all
philanthropic graciousness prevalent on this bountiful planet,
Because the kite was soaring majestically through the silken
clouds; I felt unequivocally bereft of even the most infinitesimal
of tensions in murderously
manipulative life; euphorically galloping forward to embrace the
winds of astounding mysticism,
Because perennial rivers of holistic honey dribbled delectably
from the hive; I felt like an unassailably priceless prince;
romantically enshrouding every cranny of my devastated
persona; with fireballs of compassionate yearning,
Because the wind swept the panoramic landscape in tumultuous
torrents; I felt unfathomably rhapsodic; boisterously leaping like
a new born child; nostalgically reminiscing the most gloriously
scintillating moments of my impoverished life,
Because streaks of poignant lightening vividly bludgeoned the

misty sky; I felt unsurpassable waves of dynamic patriotism
prolifically enshroud my demeanor from all sides; propelling me
to relinquish every breath of mine; for the sake of my sacrosanct
motherland,
Because the squirrels were fervently bustling through the
gregarious kaleidoscope of vibrantly rustling trees; I felt as if
existence was endless; chalking my very own path to survive; on
every step that I tread,
Because the lions were thunderously roaring; I felt valiantly
encapsulated by a wind of unflinching charisma; indefatigably
blazing my way forward; on the path of eternal righteousness,
Because the dewdrops were romantically glimmering in the
ethereal morning light; I felt like an illuminating beam of
fortitude; magnanimously infiltrating into every dwelling
entrenched with horrendously inexplicable despair,
Because unconquerably voluptuous scent wafted from the
garden of stupendously blossoming roses; I felt as if even the
most inconspicuous of misery had wholesomely
vanquished from my life; freshly embarking on a trail of
gorgeously spell binding newness,
Because the Moon flirted resplendently in the firmament of
aristocratic sky; I felt profusely drowned in an enigmatic
reservoir of milky fantasy; enthralling every pore of my dead
flesh; with the incomprehensible titillation of the starry night,
Because the lids mischievously winked with the beautifully
setting Sun; I felt overwhelmingly seduced by nubile maidens
whistling in rapturous delight; bequeathing a countless more
lives of mine; at their mysteriously pristine feet,
Because my newly born child wailed in immaculately Godly
unison; I felt as if the most grandiloquently richest organism
alive; marvelously condoning even the most vociferously
pertinent of my enemies; yet alive,
Because the shadows inscrutably lengthened with the rampantly

fading light; I felt indefatigably stumbling upon a path of
innovatively ingenious intrigue; fabulously whispering the
innermost desires of my soul; to the radiantly silent leaves,
Because my mother incessantly kept me close to her divinely
bosom; I felt the most invincibly blessed man on this gigantic
planet; taking birth for times immemorial; only in the
impregnable walls of her heavenly womb,
And because the thunderbolts of immortal love perpetually
perpetuated into the corridors of my passionately palpitating
heart; I felt as if synergistically breathing till beyond the realms
of wonderful eternity; felt as if death could not even make the
slightest dent on me; and forever alive.
26. A CARPET OF LIFE

I wore a brilliantly orange cloak of vibrant oranges; when I felt I
was ardently surging forward; towards the fireballs of untamed
exuberance,
I wore a sedately tranquil apron of celestial dewdrops; when I
felt a wave of overwhelming contentment wholesomely
enshrouding; every iota of my profusely fatigued countenance,
I wore a seductive cistern of rustling tree leaves; when I felt the
bountifully enchanting winds of the astoundingly tantalizing
night; tickle me like a new
born child,
I wore a mystically fragrant garland of robust roses; when I felt
every step of my impoverished existence; unfurling into an
unfathomably priceless ocean of
virile dreams,
I wore a thunderously poignant tiger skin; when I felt the

insatiable inferno of surreptitious carnal desire; transcend its
ebullient spell over each of my; devastatingly beleaguered
senses,
I wore a titillating cloud of enamoring velvet; when I felt the
skies of profoundly enigmatic mysticism; unrelentingly
bequeathing upon me; the spell binding rain
drops of perennial yearning,
I wore a statue of profusely intrepid earth; when I felt the
unflinchingly impregnable mountain of blazing patriotism;
scintillating unleash from every pore of my
nimble visage,
I wore a piquant shawl of tumultuously fiery chili; when I felt
irascibly provoked by the uncouthly savage and acrimoniously
conventional society; when the spirit of retribution was all that
diffused from my diminutive soul,
I wore a gorgeous sheet of emphatically whistling bells; when I
felt jubilantly philandering through the aisles of fascinating
romance; euphorically hoodwinking the majestic Sun; before it
kissed the horizons goodbye,
I wore a sparkling scarf of innocuously radiating pearls; when I
felt as if the entire grandiloquence on this Universe; had divinely
blended with each droplet of my effusively scarlet blood,
I wore a dilapidated curtain of threadbare cotton; when I felt
invidiously stabbed for centuries immemorial; by dolorously
depressing coffins of; bizarre loneliness,
I wore a incredulously slim handkerchief of moisture; when I felt
the blistering heat of the treacherously sweltering Sun;
disdainfully scorch my demeanor to; gruesomely livid ash,
I wore a compassionately warm mattress of sheepskin; when I
felt particles of forlorn remorsefulness infiltrate deep down into
my soul; when the avalanches of freezing winter unsparingly
endeavored their best; to asphyxiate the last breath out of
my lungs,
I wore boundless helmets of formidable solidarity; when the sky

surrounding me rained down globules of penalizing hell;
ruthlessly lambasting my body with
whirlwinds of maliciously disparaging discontent,
I wore colossal jackets of ravishing watermelon skin; when I felt
my mind was going insanely berserk; when I felt that I needed to
melodiously placate that extra iota of my; vindictive steam,
I wore a robotic map of pragmatic commercialism; when I felt
that I was drifting a trifle too much; towards the world of
surreally meaningless and lackadaisical nothingness,
I wore an irrefutably unassailable fortress of truth; when I felt
that I was blissfully transiting into impeccable childhood;
seeking the most mesmerizing of solace in life; in the feet of my
divinely mother,
I wore a stupendously grandiloquent entrenchment of breath;
when I felt that I was deliberating dwindling towards my
morbidly insidious corpse; when I felt as
if I had abnegated all charm to exist,
And I wore an immortal carpet of unconquerable life; when I felt
I was falling in sacred love; perpetually entwining every element
of my persona with my heavenly
beloved; forever and ever and ever.
27. MAN- THE MAKER OF HIS OWN DESTINY
It was perhaps natural if the deserts blamed the flaming Sun for
acrimoniously blistering into tumultuous heat; as they were
perpetually unable to do anything; other than just relentlessly
whirling into a pool of disdainful dust and mirage; all night and
brilliant day,
It was perhaps natural if the trees blamed the vengeful
hurricanes for devastating their blissful entity into an
inconspicuously bedraggled heap; as they were perpetually
unable to anything; other than just incessantly embedding their
roots deeper and
deeper into stony cocoons of lackluster soil,
It was perhaps natural if the crops blamed the torrential floods
for wholesomely disorienting them into pools of frigidly soiled
banana skins; as they were perpetually unable to do anything;
other than just obediently sway in the direction of the
nimble winds,
It was perhaps natural if the frogs blamed the despondent well
for perniciously incarcerating them into dungeons of despair; as
they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just
loquaciously leaping within the interiors; for countless more
births yet to unveil,
It was perhaps natural if the oceans blamed the fleet of
ominously advancing ships for profusely adulterating their
ravishingly tantalizing waters; as they were perpetually unable
to do anything; other than just tirelessly undulating into a
fountain of rhapsodically tangy froth,
It was perhaps natural if the roses blamed the abominable
gutters for insidiously tarnishing its mystical island of ebullient
scent; as they were perpetually unable to do anything; other
than just blossom into eternal fragrance with the unfurling of
ethereal dawn,
It was perhaps natural if the grass blamed the treacherously
trampling juggernaut of trucks for squashing them
indiscriminately into graveyards of horrendous death; as they
were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just
fluttering in unbelievably aristocratic unison; to the commands

of the seductively enthralling breeze,
It was perhaps natural if the mountains blamed the brutally
freezing snow for making them ludicrously shiver even in the
heart of the flamboyantly boisterous day; as they were
perpetually unable to do anything; other than just gigantically
tower into the
handsome gorge of clouds; for boundless more births yet to
unveil,
It was perhaps natural if the dungeons blamed the ominous
blackness for barbarically asphyxiating them in galleries of
unsurpassable doom; as they were perpetually unable to do
anything; other than just being timelessly submerged infinite
kilometers; beneath the surface of jubilant earth,
It was perhaps natural if the nightingale blamed the ferocious
lion for satanically massacring the celestial melody in its
fascinating sound; as it was perpetually unable to do anything;
other than just beautiful unveil the mesmerizing chords of its
throat;
to incomprehensible ecstasy,
It was perhaps natural if the photograph blamed euphoric
vivaciousness for continuously teasing it to beyond the threshold
limits of endurance; as it was
perpetually unable to do anything; other than just stare in
patient innocuousness; infinite hours on the trot,
It was perhaps natural if the spider blamed the wildly whirling
winds for decimating its web into a pulverized junkyard; as it
was perpetually unable to do anything; other than just frantically
run and suspend itself nervously from the silken strands,
It was perhaps natural if the honey blamed the lethally
venomous snake for salaciously marauding its township of
ebullient sweetness; as it was perpetually
unable to do anything; other than just ooze into a enchantingly
spell binding harmony; every unveiling instant of the day,
It was perhaps natural if the rainbows blamed the viciously

clandestine clouds for snobbishly obfuscating their vibrantly
resplendent sparkle; as they were perpetually unable to do
anything; other than just vividly sprout up and stringently
adhere to
the sky; in times of both Sunshine and bountiful rain,
It was perhaps natural if milk blamed stagnatingly dilapidated
water for rendering its immaculately salubrious persona into a
worthless pool of insipid nothingness; as it was perpetually
unable to anything; other than just cascade in synergistic
harmony from the sacred teats of Mother cow,
It was perhaps natural if the parrots blamed cages for
surreptitiously imprisoning their compassionately uninhibited
freedom; as they were perpetually unable
to do anything; other than just cheekily chirp in innocently
holistic tandem,
It was perhaps natural if the ants blamed the savagely marching
elephants for squelching them to countless kilometers beneath
their veritably stinking graves; as
they were perpetually unable to do anything; other than just
harmlessly squirm in collective troops and symbiotically upon
cold soil,
It was perhaps natural if the fruits blamed the capricious
branches of the tree for hurling them uncouthly towards the
apathetic ground at the slightest draught of breeze; as they were
perpetually unable to do anything; other than just robustly
augmenting in shape and size; as time merrily elapsed by,
But it was unfathomably preposterous if man blamed the
Almighty Creator for his unrelenting string of ridiculous failures;
for although the Omnipotent Lord
had majestically spawned him with passionately crimson blood
and bone; he was himself and irrefutably the maker of his own
destiny.
28. TOMORROW NEVER COMES

I will blossom into an island of sparkling newness; diffusing a
river of profusely humanitarian empathy,
But only at the crack of marvelously voluptuous dawn; tomorrow.
I will ubiquitously waft a wave of irrefutable righteousness;
annihilating every trace of salacious lechery entrapped within
my persona,
But only at the first rays of ethereal Sunrise and beauty;

tomorrow.
I will diligently assimilate all principles of holistically sagacious
life; spawn into an eternal flower of uninhibited mankind,
But only at the primordial unfurling of brilliantly royal morning
and cheer; tomorrow.
I will flamboyantly march towards the most bedazzling targets of
tranquility; incinerating the candle of humanity in every
household besieged with miserably
asphyxiating darkness,
But only at the unraveling of timeless sunshine and rhapsody;
tomorrow.
I will exuberantly race towards the ravishingly tantalizing
finishing line; wholeheartedly embracing every cloud of
philanthropically glittering success,
But only at the unveiling of silken light and heavenly
boisterousness; tomorrow.
I will enthusiastically adore every benevolently animate and
inanimate entity; with profound empathy in my impeccable soul,
But only at the whispering of scintillating morning and
exhilaration; tomorrow.
I will compassionately blaze into a perennial fireball of titillating
seduction; magnificently enamoring all nubile maidens of my
dreams,
But only at the fulminating of crusading brightness and
patriotism; tomorrow.
I will dance with unprecedented euphoria under the blanket of
resplendent stars; unequivocally surging forward with my
comrades in the voice of unflinching existence,
But only at the commencement of bountifully mystical light and
ecstasy; tomorrow.
I will rhetorically encapsulate all fathomless artistry lingering in
the spell binding atmosphere; on the vivacious kaleidoscope of
my barren canvas,
But only at the evolution of vibrant illumination and

enchantment; tomorrow.
I will celestially uplift all those bereaved and gruesomely
orphaned children; towards the corridors of gloriously
unsurpassable happiness,
But only at the approaching of immaculately white light and
poignant newness; tomorrow.
I will wholesomely emancipate from even the most infinitesimal
of evil; shrugging every iota of ludicrously pathetic delinquency
from my countenance,
But only at the shimmering of optimistic light and romantic
fragrance; tomorrow.
I will ebulliently party with all my mates in inscrutably
traumatizing pain and withering; blissfully maneuvering them
towards the footsteps of Omniscient prosperity,
But only at the very first chirp of the melodious cuckoo and
dynamism; tomorrow.
I will flirtatiously wink behind the gorgeously Sun soaked
gorges; innocuously reminiscing my most revered moments as a
child in the sacrosanct lap of my mother;
But only at the rising of Orange light in the cosmos and
torrentially endless life; tomorrow.
I will profusely write countless lines of aristocratically Oligarchic
literature; entrenching every bit of fabulously serene beauty of
this gigantic Universe,
But only at the unfolding of enthralling scintillation and
incredulous transpiration; tomorrow.
I will amicably sequester one and all under my spotless roof;
wipe the tears of all those disastrously maimed and sprouting
with spurious richness alike,
But only at the radiating of miraculously Omnipotent morning
and dewdrops; tomorrow.
I will condone all those who I might previously penalized for
inadvertent fallacies of theirs; commence my humble expedition
to metamorphose this planet into a perpetual paradise,
But only at the holy shimmering of dazzling light and golden

honey; tomorrow.
I will indefatigably pray with all my heart; soul and conscience;
for God to bless all those mothers having unfortunately lost their
children at war,
But only at the nascent unfurling of vividly astounding
brightness and melodious tranquility; tomorrow.
I will unrelentingly dedicate each beat of my passionately
palpitating heart; every instant of my beleaguered life to the
service of unassailably wonderful and godly mankind,
But only at the ripening of Omnipresently healing Sunrise and
limitless enthrallment; tomorrow.
And so poor man; he loitered and worthlessly killed a countless
todays waiting for a tomorrow that never came; and would
never ever come; as it profoundly abhorred people who wasted
their majestically sparkling present; dreaming of an
unfathomably
uncertain future; which only God had the right to preside and
decide.
29. ITS ENTIRELY UPTO YOU

God has given you a perfect pair of arms; passionately
circulating with a fountain of poignantly crimson blood;
dexterously maneuvering in umpteenth directions; dissipating
tons of exuberant energy,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to ruthlessly
massacre civilizations; or whether you bequeath an irrefutably
immortal cloud of love; with the compassion entrapped within
their holistic fists.
God has given you a perfect pair of eyes; blissfully sighting
fathomless kilometers of ravishing beauty on the trot;
assimilating all mesmerizing beauty of the atmosphere in an
infinitesimally single wink,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to salaciously
discern solely the diabolical hovering since centuries
immemorial; or whether you uninhibitedly cast a spell of their
marvelously philanthropic softness; to even the tiniest cranny of
this colossal Universe.
God has given you a perfect pair of fingers; articulately flexing to

the most unprecedented degrees; miraculously hoisting for you
all those ingredients that you desired; to execute the remainder
of your lifetime,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to savagely
perpetuate into gruesomely exacerbated wounds; or whether
you profoundly engrossed them all night and brilliant day; to
sketch the unfathomably unending charisma of this
bountiful planet.
God has given you a perfect pair of feet; ebulliently galloping
ahead with exhilarated tenacity; to resplendently rejoice in
profuse admiration of royally spell binding life,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to mercilessly
pulverize the innocuously innocent; or whether you evolve a
scintillating pathway of unassailable righteousness; on every
step that you harmoniously tread.
God has given you a perfect pair of lips; voluptuously enticing
even the most lackluster cloud in the sky; with the insatiably
ardent charisma in their rubicund
periphery,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to parasitically suck
blood of all those tyrannically divested; or whether you
majestically stretch their circumference to affably harbor all
religion; caste; creed; color; in whirlpools of ecstatic happiness;
and alike.
God has given you a perfect pair of shoulders; celestially
sparkling in the unsurpassably untamed fervor of vibrant life;
unflinchingly romancing
through even the most acrimoniously ghastliest of times,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to invidiously carry
the ghosts of prejudiced malice towards the land of infinite
infinity; or whether you stoop them benevolently to embrace all
those insipidly maimed and withering; in perennial winds of
mankind.
God has given you a perfect pair of ears; prudently discerning
even the most inconspicuous iota of euphoric sound; lingering
serenely in the magnanimously princely atmosphere,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to insidiously absorb
the voices of horrendously pathetic crime and treacherously
gunning bullets; or whether
you beautifully blend them with the synergistically united tunes
of existence; for infinite more births yet to unveil.
God has given you a perfect pair of teeth; piquantly slicing
through all replenishing fruits of Mother Nature; to most
wonderfully placate your ever augmenting gluttony,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to brutally bite the
gloriously coalesced fabric of heavenly survival; or whether you
immaculately chatter them in rhythmic tunes; to trigger off a
festoon of blossoming smiles; on the faces of orphaned children.
And God has given you a perfect pair of nostrils; Omnisciently
inhaling fireballs of passionately palpitating existence every
unfurling instant; impregnating the body with the ardor to live
for centuries unprecedented,
Its entirely upto you; whether you use them to incessantly
expunge ominously abhorrence upon the innocently symbiotic
world; or whether you dedicate
and bond every breath of yours; with countless of your harmless
kind; in the wave of perpetual solidarity and friendship; alike.
30. ONLY TO PROVE
If you smile only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of

smile; then you never smile wholeheartedly; pathetically curbing
the compassionately fabulous sparkle; that naturally sprouted on
your poignant face,
If you dance only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
dance; then you never dance wholeheartedly; stringently
adhering to an intractably dogged repertoire of beats and
rhythms; brutally asphyxiating the gloriously free energy
radiating
uninhibitedly through each pore of your ecstatic body,
If you fight only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
fight; then you never fight wholeheartedly; stumbling like a pack
of frigidly soggy cards in front of the salaciously enemy camp; as
you had ludicrously sold all your inherent patriotism;
to the textbooks of bizarrely insipid rigidity,
If you sing only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
singing; then you never sing wholeheartedly; indefatigably
humming only a fixed set of cadence and music; barbarically
incarcerating the stupendously melodious melody in your
blissfully
boundless throat,
If you wink only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
wink; then you never wink wholeheartedly; trying too hard to get
that meticulously monotonous perfect closure of an eye;
savagely annihilating the untamed spirit of rhapsodic flirtation in
your; mystically spell binding countenance,
If you dress only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
dressing; then you never dress wholeheartedly; always making a
mockery of your entire persona; disdainfully suppressing the
gorgeously artistic temperament embracing each cranny of your
sensuously drifting skin,
If you pray only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
prayer; then you never pray wholeheartedly; profusely
enshrouded by an inexplicable dilemma as to worship which
entity on this fathomless planet; whereas the Creator resided
bountifully in every goodness of your philanthropically benign

soul,
If you learn only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
learning; then you never learn wholeheartedly; relentlessly
trying to imbibe only what was there in authentically printed
textbooks; not listening to the fathomless sounds of Mother
Nature; which by themselves evolved into a whole new chapter
of euphoric existence,
If you sleep only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
sleep; then you never sleep wholeheartedly; intransigently trying
to rehearse the right combination of movement and gruesomely
pitch darkness for times immemorial; while all that your
dreary senses wanted was motionless and eternal rest,
If you donate only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
donate; then you never donate wholeheartedly; capriciously
whiling away your time in capriciously discerning the varied
denominations of your wealth; whereas true humanity glistened
profoundly in your marvelously egalitarian heart,
If you dream only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
dream; then you never dream wholeheartedly; measuredly
fantasizing in a stubborn set of directions; whereas the
incomprehensibly unending beauty of the immortal planet
lingered around you; to be celestially assimilated,
If you yawn only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
yawn; then you never yawn wholeheartedly; fanatically
concentrating upon the degree curvature upto which your mouth
opened; disastrously massacring the moment to savor your
surreal laziness,
If you teach only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
teaching; then you never teach wholeheartedly; perennially
succumbing to the heinous onslaught of the overwhelmingly
bored students; as you inexorably chanted the same guidebook;
for centuries unprecedented,
If you eat only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
eating; then you never eat wholeheartedly; lunatically ensuring
that not the slightest morsel of food got insidiously entrapped

between your teeth; whereas your tongue uncontrollably
slavered to relish the magical flavor of an unrestricted existence,
If you drive only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition of
driving; then you never drive wholeheartedly; ridiculously
contemplating the explicitly precise distance between the tyre
tread and hill; abominably shunning the wonderfully panoramic
sceneries of the scintillating gorges ahead,
If you persevere only to spuriously prove the dictionary meaning
of persevere; then you never persevere wholeheartedly;
incessantly busy in producing countless droplets of painstaking
sweat on your shriveled demeanor; whereas true perseverance
lay
in unflinchingly following the innermost voices of your soul;
metamorphosing all your benevolent dreams into an immortal
reality,
If you enjoy only to spuriously prove the dictionary meaning of
enjoy; then you never enjoy wholeheartedly; always putting
baseless hurdles to your gratifying fulfillment; not drowning
yourself completely into the river of everlasting ecstasy,
If you admire only to spuriously prove the dictionary meaning of
admire; then you never admire wholeheartedly; being
irrevocably content on sighting the very first beautiful object
that confronted you in your way; whereas as the planet was an
astounding kaleidoscope of unbelievably unending color and
ravishing charm,
If you breathe only to spuriously prove the dictionary meaning of
breathing; then you never breathe wholeheartedly; insanely
calculating the tons of air that entered your princely nostrils
every minute; whereas the entire atmosphere was willing to
become
your exuberantly vivacious breath,
And if you live only to spuriously prove the dictionary definition
of living; then you never live wholeheartedly; murderously
refraining your heart to beat a shade too fast or slow due to the
fear of cardiac attacks; whereas the flames of passionately
unassailable love lay a begging near your voluptuous chest; to

bestow upon you an infinite more divine births.
31. I WAS NOT UPSET THE SLIGHTEST

I was really not upset the slightest about the fact; that the entire
world kicked me brutally on my hindside; for ostensibly not the
slightest fault of mine,
Infact I harbored insurmountable pride in my eyes; that you
profusely loved every element of my impoverished persona;
immortally accepted me in mind; body and holistic spirit; for
whatever I veritably was; and for boundless more births of mine.
world satanically lambasted me with swords of bizarre
commercialism; ruthlessly ripping apart my art into a countless
pieces of infinitesimal ash,
Infact I felt it an irrefutably astronomical honor; that you
marvelously enlightened me with your spell binding voice every
unfurling minute; immortally accepted me in mind; body and
holistic spirit; for whatever I veritably was; and for boundless
more births of mine.
world tyrannically spat upon my hideously exacerbated wounds;
stabbed my enchanting existence with austere chains of
monotonous manipulation and malice,
Infact I felt perpetually gratified and stupendously contented;
that you cast your spell of Omniscient righteousness upon my
devastated conscience; immortally accepted me in mind; body
and holistic spirit; for whatever I veritably was; and for
boundless more births of mine.
world never could comprehend the sensitive poet in my
poignantly crimson veins; heinously snubbed my artistry as
threadbare pieces of meaninglessly worthless and insanely
languid shit,
Infact I felt the most blessed organism existing on this colossal
Universe; as you unassailably embossed my impression upon the
royal canvas of your soul; immortally accepted me in mind; body
and holistic spirit; for whatever I veritably was; and for
world used me as a inconsequentially canister for disposing their
mountain of spuriously bombastic sweat; ludicrously jeered me
to the most unprecedented limits; for the most scintillatingly
perfect stride of mine,
Infact I perceived myself to be the richest person breathing and
exuberantly alive; as you perennially longed to compassionately
caress me with your divinely palms; immortally accepted me in
mind; body and holistic spirit; for whatever I veritably was; and
for boundless more births of mine.
world barbarically annihilated even the most tiniest of my
rudiments; penalized me more than the cross of Christ; for
adulterating their conventionally stringent fabric; with my
whirlpools of
blissful fantasy,
Infact I encountered bountiful paradise on every step that I
alighted; as your celestial fragrance impregnably descended in
torrential frenzy down my nape; immortally accepted me in
mind; body and holistic spirit; for whatever I veritably was; and
for
world chopped me into an infinite pieces of raw chowder; hung
my hide upside down to eternally protect their dwellings stuffed
with; capricious ostentation,
Infact I profoundly relished the most invincibly grandiloquent
fruits of creation; as you philanthropically stared and admired
every hidden attribute of my demeanor; immortally accepted me
in mind; body and holistic spirit; for whatever I veritably was;
and for boundless more births of mine.
world acridly abused me for solely following the innermost
voices of my heart; thrashed me like an orphaned bundle of
frigidly insipid dust to the walls of horrendously diabolical
oblivion,
Infact I felt like the most formidably ecstatic force on this
Universe; as you wholesomely engulfed me in your
unconquerably celestial shadow; immortally
accepted me in mind; body and holistic spirit; for whatever I
veritably was; and for boundless more births of mine .
And I was really not upset the slightest about the fact that; the
entire world exhaled each of their breaths more vociferously;
just in order that I perpetually vanish into fragile wisps of
baseless extinction; and treacherously die,
Infact I felt myself gloriously proliferating into a blissful planet
of astounding newness every instant; as you bonded each
passionate beat of your heart forever with mine; immortally
accepted me in mind; body and holistic spirit; for whatever I
veritably was; and for boundless more births of mine.
32. THIS VERY MOMENT, TODAY

Yesterday was a thing of the acrimoniously disheartening past;
melting insipidly into wisps of nonchalantly obsolete oblivion,
Cmon lets march unflinchingly forward with untamed fervor;
blaze like the Sun of righteous ebullience; this very moment;
today.
Yesterday was a thing of the remorsefully sordid past;
treacherously dissolving into horizons of meaningless
nothingness,
Cmon lets embrace the winds of unequivocally philanthropic
humanity; coalesce all mankind irrespective of color; creed and
religion; in threads of unending compassion; this very moment;
today.
Yesterday was a thing of the morbidly disillusioning past; being
ruthlessly annihilating by swords of indiscriminately ghastly
prejudice,
Cmon lets bloom into a fountain of resplendently twinkling
newness; ubiquitously wafting the scent of eternal mankind on
every path that we tread; this very
moment; today.
Yesterday was a thing of the devastatingly gruesome past;
penalizing you to the most unprecedented of limits; for
ostensibly no fault of yours,
Cmon lets magnanimously sparkle into the flower of blissful

togetherness; dedicate a countless lifetimes to the service of
despicably impoverished mankind; this very moment; today.
Yesterday was a thing of the dolorously tyrannical past;
eventually vanquishing into the graves of desolation; like an
infinitesimally wounded mosquito,
Cmon lets miraculously bequeath a civilization of celestial
contentment; upon all those shivering in murderously savage
malice; this very moment; today.
Yesterday was a thing of the salaciously turgid past; pathetically
dissipating into a lackadaisical mirage of non-existent
worthlessness,
Cmon lets dance ecstatically under the Omnisciently pearly
moonlight; to harmoniously deluge all hearts bereaved and
desolately disgruntled; with royal jewels
of stupendous enthrallment; this very moment; today.
Yesterday was a thing of the acridly abominable past;
lugubriously juxtaposing with the penuriously pertinent dungeon
of indolent insects,
Cmon lets unitedly swirl into an inferno of insatiable desire;
inevitably allure fathomless orphaned in the magnetism of our
unparalleled charisma; this very moment; today.
Yesterday was a thing of the wretchedly sinister past; ultimately
being ruthlessly kicked like a howling devil; by every element of
the spell binding atmosphere,
Cmon lets profusely blend ourselves with indispensable
elements of amiable mankind; metamorphose all dithering
stagnation and agony into a land more bountiful than fabulous
paradise; this very moment; today.
And Yesterday was a thing of the brutally shattered past;
lecherously destroyed into capricious shells of rotting
dilapidation; as the minutes unfurled by,
Cmon lets intrepidly gallop forward with the full fervor of
vivaciously fertile life; procreate countless more of our kind to
continue Gods most sacred chapter of existence; evolve an
immortal township of love; love and only unassailable love with
our very own poignant blood; this very moment; today.
33. LIFE IN THE HEART OF

Life
Life
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deserts was sandy,

caves was lonely,
ocean was salty,
stars was resplendent,
car was modern,
mountains was exhilarating,
Life
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Sun was brilliant,

forests was mystical,
shadows was enigmatic,
battlefield was belligerent,
pearls was exotic,
office was monotonous,
sky was breezy,
submarine was voluptuous,
trees was mischievous,
roses was fragrant,
grass was intoxicating,
webs was silken,
paradise was divine,
temples was sacrosanct,
gutter was abhorrent,
dirt was deplorable,
rain was seductive,
beehives was vivacious,
wine was sensuous,
computers was brazen,
nests was sequestering,
statues was stationary,
icebergs was freezing,
anthills was irascible,
lakes was placid,
locks was invincible,
photographs was still,
gardens was pleasant,
mousetrap was asphyxiating,
fists was curled,
prison was disdainful,
whirlpool was spinning,
theater was dramatic,
art was enchanting,
boats was undulating,
diamonds was glittering,
moon was milky,
kitchen was appetizing,
beauty was ravishing,
titillation was enticing,
fantasy was stupendous,
mothers lap was blissful,
Life
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medicine was healing,

corpse was standstill,
lavatory was pathetic,
seedlings was blossoming,
horseback was gallivanting,
snakeskin was slithering,
oven was sizzling,
greenery was sedative,
rebellion was evoking,
discrimination was appalling,
benevolence was gratifying,
humanity was God,
cheese was tangy,
achievement was exultating,
ambition was propelling,
eyelashes was flirtatious,
palms was dependant,
fashion was bombastic,
recluse was esoteric,
keyhole was inconspicuous,
kites was exuberant,
glass was reflecting,
tea was rejuvenating,
sheep was impeccable,
rocks was jagged,
chains was abominable,
feathers was tickling,
egotism was preposterous,
dawn was brandnew,
dewdrops was mesmerizing,
intrigue was electrifying,
eloquence was mystifying,
clock was pragmatic,
childhood was nostalgic,
robots was mechanical,
fabric was shielding,
soul was stupefying,
roots was entangling,
chains was hedonistic,
bareness was lascivious,
haziness was romantic,
knives was lethal,
Life in chili was piquant,

Life in swings was fascinating,
Life in lechery was insane,
Life in rhythm was celestial,
Life in pulse was frantic,
Life in lies was cowardice,
Life in superstitions was non-existent,
Life in revenge was pugnacious,
But life in the heart of your beloved; was; is; and
will always be love; love and only love.
34. 2 CENTIMETERS OF BRAIN
As much as it could stupendously perceive; it had the power to

brutally devastate,
As much as it could magnanimously harbor; it had the power to
corrupt the
most sagacious of truth,
As much as it could devotionally dedicate; it had the power to
conceive the most unprecedentedly lecherous existing on this
planet,
As much as it could intriguingly fantasize; it had the power to
parasitically drain out every iota of glorious memory,
As much as it could magically evolve; it had the power to swipe
traces of blissful civilization; in lightening fractions of seconds,
As much as it could fantastically tantalize; it had the power to
disastrously famish the most invincible; for centuries
immemorial,
As much as it could unfathomably grasp; it had the power to
diabolically relinquish; within a single wink of an eye,
As much as it could reside in perpetual realms of solitude; it had
the power to fulminate more treacherously than infinite
volcanos trapped beneath the earth,
As much as it could disseminate the fragrance of philanthropic
mankind; it had the power to diabolically crush the immaculately
impeccable in the swirl of its menacing manipulation,
As much as it could majestically accomplish; it had the power to
rampantly deteriorate well beneath the rudiments of its roots,
As much as it could formidably heal; it had the power to
gruesomely exacerbate the tiniest of wounds; beyond the
corridors of infinite infinity,
As much as it could blossom into an island of enchanting
paradise; it had the power to insidiously melt; transcending over
boundaries of the most obsolete oblivion,
As much as it could divinely meditate; it had the power to

indefatigably swim in torrential sea deluged with preposterously
ominous sharks,
As much as it could overwhelmingly pacify; it had the power to
trigger malicious fireballs of discrimination; in religions bonding
as united on this earth,
As much as it could bask in the grandiloquent splendor; it had
the power to recede immortally into its grave; even though it
was animatedly alive,
As much as it could aristocratically relax; it had the power to
tumultuously inundate benevolent goodness; with insane mad,
As much as it could ravishingly romance; it had the power to sow
the seeds of despairing betrayal; in every heart it met,
As much as it could unbelievably dream; it had the power to
drown in cloudbursts of cacophonic manipulation,
As much as it could unsurpassably exist; it had the power to
vanish like pathetic devil; before even the winds could
transgress in azure sky,
And as much as I called it my mind; believe me it had the
ubiquitous power to be anybodys 2 centimeters of brain;
entrenched well within the skull and shivering
inside.
35. POETRY; POETRY AND ONLY POETRY

Telling me to go to office; spending marathon hours of the day
under menacing eyes of my disgustingly manipulative boss,
Was like asking a man to gallop to the absolute pinnacle of
Everest; without fingers on his hands; toes on his bohemian feet.
Telling me to go to office; tolerating the spurious mountain of
smiles besieging my bosss face; behind which sprouted the
satanic devil,
Was like commanding the crystal blue expanse of brilliantly
empty sky; to shower upon torrential cloudbursts of majestically
pelting rain.
Telling me to go to office; incorrigibly adhering to each
instruction of my boss; which could infact imperil the ambience
of the celestially blissful surrounding,
Was like the worlds richest man not getting the object he badly
wanted; even as his treasury overflowed with glittering gold and
superfluously satanic silk.
Telling me to go to office; bowing down with obeisance infront of
the unsurpassable battalion of blood sucking clients who
frequented; the abominable interiors day
in and day out,
Was like leaving the most preposterously gigantic fish; in heart
of the overwhelmingly sweltering desert.
Telling me to go to office ; singing an incessant fountain of

praise for my boss in front of the treacherously conventional
society; when infact my beloved fervently awaited my presence;
with tears welling in her eyes,
Was like asking a soul wholesomely dead since centuries
unprecedented; to bounce with euphoric exhilaration; just like a
new-born child.
Telling me to go to office; breathing in monotonous space
indefatigably round the clock; when infact my impeccably
struggling comrades; desperately wanted my
help outside,
Was like placing the most appetizingly succulent meals on this
globe before the roaring lion; when ironically he didnt posses a
single tooth in his colossal mouth.
Telling me to go to office; yes-bossing my hideously uncouth
seniors; as they kicked me relentlessly on my hindside; for
apparently no fault of mine,
Was like expecting a garden of mesmerizing roses to blossom on
cold blooded chains of bare rock; without a droplet of rock;
without a chunk of fertile soil.
Telling me to go to office; cuddling my bosss pertinently
pampered son; amiably caressing the festoon of glorious jewels
on his snobbish persona; as if he was my
own blood,
Was like asking the belligerent martyr to shoot an arrow in the
birds eye; without a bow in his fingers; a robust thumb on his
palms.
Telling me to go to office; lick the already glowing paths with my
tongue; so that the most infinitesimal speck of dirt didnt stick to
my bosss designer class shoes,
Was like asking the flamboyantly flaming Sun; to deluge every
corner of this planet; with a blanket of morbidly deplorable
darkness.
So it is my humble plea to you O! Almighty lord; to make me quit
horrendous office forever; relinquish its corridors of insatiable
greed and malice till the time I lived,
Keep writing; evolving, fantasizing; breathing; eating; sleeping;

dying and taking an infinite more births; for just poetry; poetry
and just poetry.
36. WHAT USE WAS IT ? PART 2

You might be having the most powerful arms on this Universe;
harboring Herculean strength in their formidable biceps,
But what use were they when you utilized them to
indiscriminately trample the innocent; instead of defending your
fellow comrades withering towards the
tenterhooks of absolutely despicable extinction ?
You might be having the most mesmerizing eyes in this Universe;

majestically shimmering under profuselygolden rays of the Sun,
But what use were they when you utilized them to sight and
blend with the evil; instead of helping innocent beings when hell
rained down severely upon their
spotless countenance ?
You might be having the most magnificent smiles on this
Universe; blossoming into a festoon of stupendous
grandiloquence; as the moon cast its resplendence on mundane
mud,
But what use were they when you utilized them to appease the
hideously manipulative; instead of embracing orphaned children;
trembling without their
parents and benevolent mankind ?
You might be having the most robust complexioned palms in this
Universe; impregnated with a myriad of destiny lines which were
veritably unconquerable from all sides,
But what use were they when you utilized them to behead
immaculate scalps like frigid matchsticks; instead of wiping of
the tears from all those mothers; completely shattered and
devastated in life ?
You might be having the most talented brain in this Universe;
astoundingly remembering even the first alphabet you spoke at
birth; even while you about to
relinquish your last breath,
But what use was it; when you utilized it to evolve weapons of
deadly destruction; instead of metamorphosing Gods planet
once again; into a splendid paradise ?
You might be having the most spell binding voice on this
Universe; engendering boundless heads to rivet towards you; the
instant you unveiled your mouth,
But what use was it; when you utilized it to uncouthly abuse the
old and depriving; instead of soothing the trauma in bereaved
hearts with the ingratiating melody in
your sound ?
You might be having the most mystical shadow in this Universe;

fluttering like the heavens at the onset of charismatically
seductive twilight,
But what use was it; when you utilized it to stealthily creep and
strangulate your impeccably sleeping mates; instead of
profoundly enlightening the lives of those brutally drugged with
monotonous malice ?
You might be having the most tenacious conscience on this
Universe; absorbing even the unfathomably sinister in your
obdurately resilient swirl,
But what use was it; when you utilized it to disseminate
tornados of ungainly guilt; instead of guiding the despairing
world outside towards optimistic light ?
And you might be having the most passionate heart on this
Universe; throbbing more ardently than the brilliantly flaming
Sun,
But what use was it; when you utilized it satanically to
assassinate celestially divine relationships; instead of bonding
people of different tribes all across the fathomless continent;
with threads of immortal love.?
37. NO RETIREMENT.
You can disdainfully retire a man from his job; but not from his
eternal work of creating spell bindingly effulgent newness; on
even the most inconspicuous step that he tread,
You can treacherously retire a man from his job; but not from his
fathomless festoon of fantasies; which reigned supreme in every
cranny of his brain; an infinite centuries even after veritable
death,
You can unceremoniously retire a man from his job; but not from
his perennial desire to embrace every sensuously enthralling
entity on this Universe; discovering his ultimate sublimation in
his companions compassionate breath,
You can tawdrily retire a man from his job; but not from his
unceasing longing to royally replenish every ounce of his body;
with the most blissfully fructifying fruits of natures creation,
You can parasitically retire a man from his job; but not from his
indefatigable yearning to mate with his eternally majestic
beloved; witness his seeds spawn
into the most indomitably resplendent fields of an optimistic
tomorrow,
You can diabolically retire a man from his job; but not from his
most quintessentially ardent instinct; to jubilantly survive amidst
a pack of sadistically howling wolves,
You can preposterously retire a man from his job; but not from
his uncanny ability to magnetize countless audiences; with his
unbelievably enigmatic persona and mellifluously triumphant

voice,
You can cynically retire a man from his job; but not from his
untamed spirit of timelessly burgeoning adventure; the fervently
tantalizing goose-bumps of mystery that cropped up on his skin,
You can horrifically retire a man from his job; but not from his
philanthropically synergistic bonding with the boundless planet
outside; his unconquerable
melanging with every echelon of inimitably priceless humanity,
You can ignominiously retire a man from his job; but not from
the infinite passions that he harbored; towards every evanescent
ray of the Sun; towards every beautifully redolent particle of the
atmosphere,
You can salaciously retire a man from his job; but not from his
irrefutably fearless steps marching towards; the victory of
peerlessly unshakable truth over the wantonly terrorizing devil,
You can insouciantly retire a man from his job; but not from his
poignant desire to procreate a countless more of his own holistic
kind; registering his very best effort at continuing the chapters
of Universal existence,
You can tyrannically retire a man from his job; but not from his
pricelessly artistic embodiments; all those amorphously inane
shapes and forms to which hed added undefeated color; with his
very own blessed palms,
You can unsavorily retire a man from his job; but not from his
endless penchant to attain newer and newer heights; in
whatever was most emolliently appeasing to
his soul,
You can foolhardily retire a man from his job; but not from his
astoundingly unflinching memory; his power to perpetually
imbibe even the most ethereal trace of
goodness suspended profusely in the atmosphere,
You can irascibly retire a man from his job; but not from his
unendingly righteous perseverance; the unassailably golden
sweat that dribbled from his arms; whilst he galloped forward to

make this estranged world; once again a better place to live,
You can ruthlessly retire a man from his job; but not from his
entrenchment of interminably ameliorating peace; the divinely
contentment that naturally flowed
through even the most obsolete of his veins,
You can demonically retire a man from his job; but not from his
everlasting yearning to breathe; victoriously inhale an
impregnably celestial meadow of breath; each
time his lungs dismally shrunk inside his chest,
And You can baselessly retire a man from his job; but not from
his inborn ability to fall in love at any stage of his life; immortally
bonding each of beat of his heart with the person he adored; the
Omnipotent beloved who granted him an infinite
more lives and lifetimes.
38. WHO THE HELL EVER SAID; THAT SWEAT STINKS?

It was the most irrefutably truthful essence of your persona; the
most blissfully honest fructification of your majestic soul,
It was a stream of indefatigably golden brilliance; that celestially
dribbled down the skin of the richest and poorest on this
fathomless planet; symbiotically alike,
It was the ultimate scent of your unconquerable righteousness; a
royal cascade of iridescent tranquility; that mollified even the
most traumatically frazzled of nerves,
It was the most fantastically tantalizing sensation on your skin; a

feeling that transcended you beyond the meadows of paradise;
as it uninhibitedly gushed from
head to toe of your body; in unabashedly electric fervor,
Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was preposterously clumsy;
Sweat was a worthlessly obnoxious piece of shit; Sweat was
lividly repulsive; O! yes; who the
hell ever said that Sweat Stinks.
(1).
It was the most invisible fabric of every pore of your delectable
skin; yet the most insuperably replenishing; naturally airconditioning every of your acrimoniously agitated senses; under
the ferociously blistering rays of mid-day Sun,
It was the most irretrievably sure source of your vitality;
fearlessly proclaiming your inner temerity and conviction to the
planet outside; at every rapidly ticking hour of the day,
It was the most holistic thing that could have ever happened to
your body; in perfect symbiosis with the magically ameliorating
environment and at the same time distinguishing you to be an
infinite shades lesser than the Lord Almighty,
It was an emotionally fired rivulet that carried all your tensions
and inexplicably motley emotions; to be eventually evaporated
into the firmament of the atmosphere,
Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was tyrannically
incarcerating; Sweat was a fecklessly asphyxiating; Sweat was
abysmally smelly; O! yes; who the hell ever
said that Sweat Stinks.
(2).
It was a perennial river of compassionate brotherhood; that
trickled in ever-pervading unison from the chest of every living
entity on this boundless earth; unhindered
and alike,
It was the most handsomely enamoring spectacle to sight; as it

glistened more spectacularly than ever; under the very first rays
of amber dawn and the very
last rays of impeccably milky moonlight,
It was the most mute vibration on the human body; yet
conveying a boundlessly unbridled civilization of emotions and
feelings; like the wail of a freshly born child,
It was more mischievously tangy than the most tangiest of salt;
drifting you towards an unsurpassable tunnel of profound
mysticism; as you traced each of its stream with your delicate
fingers; till the very end,
Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was ignominiously slavish;
Sweat was amorphously licentious; Sweat was diminishingly
foolish; O! yes; who the hell ever said that Sweat Stinks.
(3).
It was the most enchantingly transparent liquid that your body
could ever exude; from which reflected the very true persevering
spirit of your blessed existence,
It was the most inimitably priceless garland of silken pearls; as
its globules naturally swelled in size to irrevocably cling to every
aroused pore of your; uncontrollably exhilarated body,
It was more indispensable than your breath; heartbeat and soul;
as in its absence you felt a tornado of haplessly disparaging
frustration; boil to the tumultuous limits inside your lifelessly
livid skin,
It was the most immortal of all substances tangible or intangible;
as a singleton droplet of it in soil; sowed the seeds of tirelessly
fragrant effort; embracing every echelon and dimension of
invincible humanity,
Who the hell ever said that; Sweat was diabolically tawdry;
Sweat was abnormally anomalous; Sweat was disgustingly
unholy; O! yes; who the hell ever said that
Sweat Stinks.
39. FRESH BIRTH.

Almost every person on this fathomlessly enchanting earth;
observes his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb
of his; inimitably venerated mother,
But I for one; would like to wholeheartedly celebrate only that
very day as my birthday; when shed first unconquerably stared
into the whites of my impoverished eyes; giving my unfinished
optimism; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined
lifetimes.
Almost every person on this boundlessly spell binding earth;
of his; impregnably divine mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first interlocked her
magical fingers with mine; giving my
flagrantly unfinished conviction; fresh birth; for an infinite more
of my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this magnetically jubilant earth;
observers his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb
of his; celestially sacred mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first ardently kissed me on
the contours of my destitute
lips; giving my haplessly unfinished sensuality; fresh birth; for an
infinite more of my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this unlimitedly emollient earth;
of his; bountifully Godly mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first unrestrictedly
surrendered her chastity to me; giving
my hopelessly unfinished fertility; fresh birth; for an infinite

more of my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this unbelievably ecstatic earth;
of his; innocuously Omnipotent mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first rescued me from the
mortuaries of suicide; giving my
treacherously unfinished desires; fresh birth; for an infinite more
Almost every person on this unabashedly ebullient earth;
of his; spell-bindingly Omniscient mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first sensuously traced her
tantalizing fingers through
every bone of my spine; giving my brutally unfinished vitality;
fresh birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this ubiquitously blessing earth;
of his; triumphantly unflinching mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first embraced me in her
insuperably mitigating grip; giving
my despairingly unfinished footsteps; fresh birth; for an infinite
Almost every person on this timelessly endowing earth; observes
his birthday on the date that he was born of the womb of his;
Omnipresently vibrant mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first astoundingly sketched
my nimbly shrunken form; giving
my unsparingly unfinished identity; fresh birth; for an infinite
more my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this limitlessly enthralling earth;
of his; unshakably faithful mother,

very day as my birthday; when shed first blown her fierily
immortal breath on my cheeks; giving
my lividly unfinished deliriousness; fresh birth; for an infinite
Almost every person on this interminably majestic earth;
of his; blessedly unparalleled mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first mischievously cavorted
with me through sparkling ponds
of rain; giving my egregiously unfinished monotony; fresh birth;
for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this beautifully bounteous earth;
of his; indomitably Godly mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first uttered my name from
her unfettered tongue; giving my
pathetically unfinished integrity; fresh birth; for an infinite more
Almost every person on this inscrutably tingling earth; observes
perpetually altruistic mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first inseparably mated
with me; giving my treacherously
unfinished manhood; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my
destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this poignantly candid earth; observes
incomparably benign mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first proposed me as her
ultimate lifepartner; giving my
unbearably unfinished hysteria; fresh birth; for an infinite more
Almost every person on this eclectically egalitarian earth;

of his; perennially towering mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first cast her venerated
shadow upon mine; giving my
insouciantly unfinished stride; fresh birth; for an infinite more of
my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this gigantically blessed earth; observes
enchantingly ameliorating mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first uncontrollably tickled
me with her big toe; giving my
deplorably unfinished ashes of intensity; fresh birth; for an
infinite more of my destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this unsurpassably undying earth;
of his; beautifully unadulterated mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first signed her every
impression upon my blood; giving my
indescribably unfinished cowardliness; fresh birth; for an infinite
Almost every person on this incredulously vivacious earth;
of his; wonderfully unprejudiced mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first made me sleep in her
selflessly humanitarian lap; giving my indiscriminately
unfinished restlessness; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my
destined lifetimes.
Almost every person on this untiringly victorious earth; observes
undefeatedly queenly mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first placed her
miraculously emancipating palms on my
frazzled head; giving my ruthlessly unfinished frustrations; fresh

birth; for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes.
And almost every person on this amazingly proliferating earth;
of his; unshakably royal mother,
very day as my birthday; when shed first bonded every beat of
her heart with mine; giving my
cursedly unfinished love; fresh birth; for an infinite more of my
destined lifetimes.
40. BUT ATLEAST LOVE ME WHEN IM ALIVE

I really wouldnt mind it even an infinitesimal trifle; if you
salaciously chose to and forever buried my body an infinite feet
beneath the surface of tawdrily fetid earth; after my breath had
died and my wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even an inconspicuous trifle; if you
barbarously chose to and forever kept my body in the coldbloodedly heartless freezer; after my breath had died and
wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even an insouciant trifle; if you
mercilessly chose to and forever kept my body on the
treacherously vulture laden terrace; after my breath had died
and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a diminutive trifle; if satanically
chose to and forever kept chopping my body into a countless
pieces of nothingness; after my breath had died and wholesome
death,
I really wouldnt mind it even an ethereal trifle; if you
diabolically chose to and forever burnt my body on the most
vindictively smoldering embers of iron; after
my breath had died and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even an evanescent trifle; if you
demonically chose to and forever cemented my body into the
asphyxiatingly penurious hollows of the
wall; after my breath had died and wholesome death,

I really wouldnt mind it even a teeny trifle; if you sadistically
chose to and forever trampled my body with your uncouthly
bohemian shoe; after my breath had died and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a mercurial trifle; if you intolerably
chose to and forever kept submerging my body into the most
violently blistering of acid; after my breath had died and
wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a fugitive trifle; if you venomously
chose to and forever bombarded my body with the most
ruthlessly excoriating of bombs; after my breath had died and
wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a vespered trifle; if you sinfully
chose to and forever fed my body to the most pugnaciously
stinking of pigs; after my breath had died and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even an obfuscated trifle; if you
ominously chose to and forever spat on my body the most
ignominiously ludicrous of your spit; after
I really wouldnt mind it even a teeny trifle; if you tyrannically
chose to and forever crushed my body under the most
atrociously rampaging bulldozer; after my breath had died and
wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a transient trifle; if you
hedonistically chose to and forever kept my body pathetically
strangulated in the most wretchedly preposterous of coffin; after
I really wouldnt mind it even an oblivious trifle; if you forlornly
chose to and forever stitched every pore of my body with the
most horrendously bellicose of thread; after my breath had died
and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a flickering trifle; if you wickedly

chose to and forever plundered my body with an infinite bloodcurling nails; after my breath had died and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a truncated trifle; if you
dementedly chose to and forever dissected every minute cranny
of my body to tingle your perverted
senses; after my breath had died and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a cloistered trifle; if you viciously
chose to and forever suspended my body ridiculously upside
down from the scorpion studded ceiling; after my breath had
died and wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a pallid trifle; if you horrifically
chose to and forever tossed my body to the unsurpassably
emaciated sharks; after my breath had died and wholesome
death,
I really wouldnt mind it even a non-existent trifle; if you
deliriously chose to and forever ate every bone from the skeleton
of my body for nocturnal supper; after my breath had died and
wholesome death,
I really wouldnt mind it even an invisible trifle; if you criminally
chose to and forever kept my body in a region of haplessly
disoriented vacuum; where there existed no land or holistic
space; after my breath had died and wholesome death,
O! Yes; I really wouldnt mind it even a quavering trifle; if you
unforgivably chose and forever did whatever you wanted with
every part of my body after my breath had died and wholesome
death; whether you torturously crucified me in ghastly hell or
stabbed me an infinite times; an infinite kilometers even beyond
its amorphous realms,
But atleast love me when Im alive.
41. TILL THE TIME YOU WERE MAGNIFICENTLY ALIVE
Whether you breathed till 1 or till Infinite was entirely

threadbare and inconsequential; what mattered above
everything else on this fathomless Universe;
were the sermons of truthfulness that you selflessly
disseminated; till the time you were holistically alive.
balderdash and inconsequential; what mattered above
everything else on this boundless Universe; were the rays of
righteously unparalleled optimism that you ignited on every step
that you tread; till the time you were symbiotically alive.
nonsensical and inconsequential; what mattered above
everything else on this incomprehensible Universe; were the
pathways of egalitarian justice that you insuperably ensured; till
the time you were blissfully alive.
salacious and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this limitless Universe; was
the celestial instinct to live and let live that you ubiquitously
preached; till the time you were unabashedly alive.
rubbish and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this gregarious Universe;
were the seeds of majestically virile proliferation that you
sowed; till the time you were unassailably alive.
evanescent and inconsequential; what mattered above
everything else on this unceasing Universe; was
the bond of philanthropically compassionate friendship that you
interminably spread; till the time you were royally alive.
lugubrious and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this spell binding Universe;
were the hymns of mellifluously emancipating piousness that you
sing; till the time you were bounteously alive.

morbid and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this triumphant Universe; was the tirelessly augmenting
empathy in your eyes for every caste; creed; fraternity of living;
till the time you were vivaciously alive.
decrepit and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this astounding Universe;
were the pathways of unflinchingly fearless humanity that you
pave; till the time you were redolently alive.
foolhardy and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this heavenly Universe; was
the magic of benign togetherness that you invincibly hissed; till
the time you were unconquerably alive.
crippling and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this unfettered Universe;
were those indomitably subliming smiles from your lips in good
times and bad; till the time you were beautifully alive.
debasing and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this gigantic Universe; were
those swords of impregnable truth that you used to assassinate
the ruthlessly blasphemous devil; till the time you were
jubilantly alive.
pulverizing and inconsequential; what mattered above
everything else on this unfathomable
Universe; were those enamoring words/symbols/drawings of
immortal love that youd so inimitably sketched; till the time you
were undefeatedly alive.
feckless and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this spectacular Universe;
were those pearls of priceless enlightenment that youd

bestowed upon countless haplessly deprived; till the time you
were indisputably alive.
baseless and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this resplendent Universe;
was the mirror of divine righteousness that reflected from even
the most obfuscated cranny of your shadow; till the time you
were fantastically alive.
useless and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this unending Universe; was
the foundation of fragrantly undying perseverance that you built;
till the time you were handsomely alive.
tawdry and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this everlasting Universe;
was that you timelessly followed the innermost tunes of your
heart for the betterment of all mankind; till the time you were
iridescently alive.
hopeless and inconsequential; what mattered above everything
else on this mesmerizing Universe;
was the innumerable orphans that you serenaded and accepted
as a quintessential ingredient of your very own family; till the
time you were poignantly alive.
purposeless and inconsequential; what mattered above
everything else on this ever-pervading
Universe; were the countless hearts which you endlessly united
in the threads of Immortally Omnipresent love; till the time you
were magnificently alive.
42. LIVING.
When humbly interrogated as to what were they doing; the
unbelievably voluptuous clouds; sensuously replied; that they
were extremely busy pelting majestically unfettered globules of
golden rain,
beautifully foliated trees; brazenly replied; that they were
extremely busy producing astoundingly reinvigorating currents
of vivid breeze,
When humbly interrogated as to what was it doing; the

uninhibitedly glorious ocean; tangily replied; that it was
extremely busy culminating into an endless wave of unabashedly
mischievous froth,
inimitably scarlet roses; celestially replied; that they were
extremely busy disseminating vibrantly stupefying fragrance; to
far; and fathomless wide,
When humbly interrogated as to what was it doing; the eternally
resplendent forests; enigmatically replied; that they were
extremely busy in triggering untamed cloudbursts of newness
and unhindered enthrallment; all throughout the day and
poignantly star-studded night,
unflinchingly indomitable epitomes; fearlessly replied; that they
were extremely busy in sequestering every fraternity of living
kind from even the most evanescent onslaught of the diabolically
squelching devil,
unconquerably virile soil; peerlessly replied; that it was
extremely busy proliferating into boundless civilizations of
miraculous newness; every unfurling instant that the Universe
ticked,
seductively emollient meadow; blissfully replied; that it was
extremely busy blossoming into a heaven of
ubiquitously panoramic dewdrops,
incessantly chattering bumble bee; vivaciously replied; that it
was extremely busy in profusely inundating each recess of its
hive; with spectacularly priceless honey,
When humbly interrogated as to what was it doing; the blazingly
Omnipresent Sun; blisteringly replied; that it was extremely
busy in permeating the rays of unassailable optimism; to even
the most remorsefully obfuscated arena of this everlasting earth,
When humbly interrogated as to what was it doing; the jubilantly

enamoring waterfall; effulgently replied; that it was extremely
busy in serenading the frazzled nerves of countless; with the
perpetually liberating cascade of its kingly water,
victoriously unceasing sky; aristocratically replied; that it was
extremely busy harnessing and protecting every element of
symbiotic goodwill; upon this handsomely emphatic Universe,
iridescently shimmering Moon; beamingly replied; that it was
extremely busy in metamorphosing every ounce of the sordidly
crucifying night; into a sea of triumphantly unscathed and
enchanting milk,
ecstatically eclectic desert; aridly replied; that it was extremely
busy in timelessly evolving into the most gorgeously unstoppable
whirlpools of magically silken dust,
insuperably charming mountains; undauntedly replied; that they
were extremely busy in generating
waves of invincible compassion to perennially envelop every
shivering organism alive; in their wholeheartedly friendly belly,
amazingly dexterous rainbow; magnetically replied; that it was
extremely busy in igniting that indispensably missing spark of
life; even in the most unsurpassably sweltering of daylight,
incredulously multiplying atmosphere; intrepidly replied; that it
was extremely busy in becoming that inevitably quintessential
puff of breath; that an infinite million organisms so desperately
needed to exist; every unveiling instant of destined life,
blessedly rejuvenating stars; unanimously replied; that they
were extremely busy in perpetuating even the
most invisible bit of nocturnal blackness; with undying figments

of sacred hope,
And when humbly interrogated as to what was I doing; I
instantaneously and without the slightest of thought; rumination;
or further investigation replied to
whosoever who ever dared to ask me; that I was simply living.
43. FIRST PART 2

All of us on this fathomlessly enchanting Universe; might be of
wholesomely and unimaginably different; colors. But thats really
insignificant and comes NEXT.
All of us on this bountifully brilliant Universe; might be of
wholesomely and spell-bindingly different; heights. But thats
really nonsensical and comes NEXT.
All of us on this fantastically eclectic Universe; might be of
wholesomely and astoundingly different; physiques. But thats
really inconspicuous and comes NEXT.
All of us on this boundlessly resplendent Universe; might be of
wholesomely and unsurpassably different; strengths. But thats
foolhardy and comes NEXT.
All of us on this gregariously proliferating Universe; might be of
wholesomely and incredibly different; philosophies. But thats
really worthless and comes NEXT.
All of us on this beautifully embellished Universe; might be of
wholesomely and entirely different; castes. But thats really
meaningless and comes NEXT.
All of us on this handsomely unbridled Universe; might be of
wholesomely and indescribably different; urges. But thats really
insouciant and comes NEXT.
All of us on this poignantly fructifying Universe; might be of

wholesomely and implausibly different; dialects. But thats really
unthinkable and comes NEXT.
All of us on this endlessly mesmerizing Universe; might be of
wholesomely and incomprehensibly different; fortunes. But
thats really preposterous and comes NEXT.
All of us on this timelessly embracing Universe; might be of
wholesomely and irretrievably different; psyches. But thats
really livid and comes NEXT.
All of us on this stupendously enthralling Universe; might be of
wholesomely and inconceivably different; feelings. But thats
really non-existent and comes NEXT.
All of us on this redolently blessed Universe; might be of
wholesomely and inexpressibly different; skins. But thats really
ethereal and comes NEXT.
All of us on this miraculously alleviating Universe; might be of
wholesomely and irrevocably different; tribes. But thats really
disappearing and comes NEXT.
All of us on this perennially royal Universe; might be of
wholesomely and unutterably different; signatures. But thats
really feckless and comes NEXT.
All of us on this majestically untainted Universe; might be of
wholesomely and incommunicably different; weights. But thats
really purposeless and comes NEXT.
All of us on this triumphantly mellifluous Universe; might be of
wholesomely and inexplicably different; premonitions. But thats
really oblivious and comes NEXT.
All of us on this Omnisciently bestowing Universe; might be of
wholesomely and perplexingly different; brains. But thats really
transient and comes NEXT.
All of us on this magically healing Universe; might be of

wholesomely and unfathomably different; dreams. But thats
really fleeting and comes NEXT.
All of us on this magnetically multiplying Universe; might be of
wholesomely and unceasingly different; nationalities. But thats
really subjugated and comes NEXT.
But all of us on this eternally egalitarian Universe; have been;
are and will forever and ever and ever; symbiotically continue to
be Gods most pricelessly unconquerable HUMANS/LIVING
BEINGS. Now thats really and irrefutably immortal and comes
FIRST .
44. YOU JUST PERPETUALLY CONTINUE

Victory or Defeat are merely and only two sides of the coin; you
just perpetually continue to fearlessly march forward; on the
path of eternally spell-binding righteousness,
Victory or Defeat are inconspicuous and only two sides of the

coin; you just perpetually continue in your mission to
metamorphose every bit of arid stagnation
on this planet; into a valley of enchantingly fructifying green,
Victory or Defeat are immaterial and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to disseminate the essence of
insuperably redolent peace; on every conceivable path you dared
tread,
Victory or Defeat are insouciant and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to tirelessly sermonize the mantras
of unassailably pristine humanity; to every tangible cranny of the
planet and even beyond,
Victory or Defeat are infinitesimal and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to embrace organisms of every
caste; creed; color; religion and tribe; as compassionately as one
of your invincible kin,
Victory or Defeat are inconsequential and only two sides of the
coin; you just perpetually continue to behead even the most nonexistent trace of the vituperative devil; with your sword of
unconquerable truth,
Victory or Defeat are fugitive and only two sides of the coin; you
just perpetually continue to reign supreme as the ultimate
harbinger of blissfully peerless humanity,
Victory or Defeat are ephemeral and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to soar high and handsome in the
skies of heavenly fantasy with each of your holistically breathing
mates; and with Lord as your ultimate savior,
Victory or Defeat are unimportant and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to unabashedly continue the
chapters of venerated proliferation; using every ounce of
indomitable virility trapped in your royal stride,
Victory or Defeat are transient and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to sleep in the lap of your
Omnipotent mother; although the entire Universe outside spat

and indefatigably ridiculed at your childish hide,
Victory or Defeat are inveterate and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to evolve into a fountain of
everlastingly synergistic goodness; although all that showered
around you was nothing else but the truculently victimizing
devils rain,
Victory or Defeat are penurious and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to optimistically enliven even the
most infidel iota of brutally ignominious monotony; with your
philanthropic smiles,
Victory or Defeat are preposterous and only two sides of the
coin; you just perpetually continue to be the triumphantly
guiding beacon; for every drearily
lambasted traveler; in the throes of the ghastly midnight,
Victory or Defeat are secondary and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to bring an unflinchingly blazing
renaissance in every perversely subjugated sphere of life;
timelessly ensuring that every echelon of living kind; forever and
ever and ever liberated into the gloriously free skies,
Victory or Defeat are intermittent and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to be the sole magician in every
haplessly devastated orphans soul and ecstatically ameliorating
his disastrously empty life,
Victory or Defeat are feckless and only two sides of the coin; you
just perpetually continue to altruistically render even the most
oblivious cranny of your mind; body and soul; to the unshakable
service of your celestially blessed motherland,
Victory or Defeat are evaporating and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to become the sight of all those
who were hopelessly blind; undyingly drifting them towards a
freshly blazing Sun of hope,
Victory or Defeat are absconding and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to sow the seeds of divinely truth;
on every vindictively barren patch of soil on this fathomless

planet,
Victory or Defeat are inexplicable and only two sides of the coin;
you just perpetually continue to garland the ideals of simplicity;
and make them an integral element of your conscience; breath;
soul and life,
Victory or Defeat are ethereal and only two sides of the coin; you
just perpetually continue to fight for the cause of egalitarian
justice; with bounteous non-violence as the only weapon of your
nimbly prostrating shadow,
And Victory or Defeat are evanescent and only two sides of the
coin; you just perpetually continue to immortally throb for the
winds of selfless love; and
thereby let each impregnable beat of your heart; forever bond
with every bit of panoramic goodness on this unshakably
captivating earth.
45. WITH EVERY BEAT OF MY HEART
Not even the most voluptuously sensuous of clouds; surreally
wandering till eternity in fathomless cosmotic space; had the
slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most tantalizingly nubile of dewdrops; profoundly
shimmering in nocturnal moonlight like the ultimate queens
garland of exotic pearls; had the
Not even the most invincibly Herculean mountaintops;
unflinchingly towering towards the heavens in the face of the
mightiest of attack; had the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most royally undulating seas; timelessly blessing
the pristine shores with gloriously unassailable froth; had the
Not even the most perennially overflowing of treasuries; from
which rained solely a torrentially unstoppable cascade of
mystically resplendent silver and gold; had the slightest of
inspiration,
Not even the most mellifluously rejuvenating of nightingales;

perpetuating the unlimitedly dreary atmosphere with
miraculously ameliorating sounds; had the slightest of
inspiration,
Not even the most boundlessly burgeoning of skies; celestially
reflecting an ocean of bounteously virile crystalline blue; had the
Not even the most vivaciously cascading droplets of rain;
metamorphosing every tawdrily sinister patch of aridness on
earth into a paradise of mesmerizing beauty; had the slightest of
inspiration,
Not even the most ubiquitously silken strands of the inscrutable
spiders web; aristocratically glimmering in opulently milky
moonlight; had the slightest of
inspiration,
Not even the most amazingly vivid of rainbows; filtering fresh
rays of optimism and hope in the forlornly dreary sky; had the
Not even the most redolently proliferating of soil; the magical
virility which unfathomably multiplied in lightening seconds of
time; had the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most beautifully poignant of roses; synergistically
radiating their handsomely scarlet personality to every
conceivable cranny of this boundless Universe; had the slightest
of inspiration,
Not even the most triumphantly blazing of Sunshine; blistering a
path of irrefutably fearless righteousness in the most bashful
face of blemishing defeat; had the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most victoriously iridescent of moonlight;
unceasingly enlightening the sordidly hedonistic fabric of the
wretchedly incarcerating night; had the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most effulgently undefeated of blood; indefatigably

diffusing the spirit of intrepidly exhilarating camaraderie; had
the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most boundlessly unfettered of deserts; the
flamingly impregnable expanse of poignant golden granules; had
the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most tranquilly bewitching of shadows; the
uncannily titillating tinge of timeless mystery that they
incessantly emanated; had the slightest of inspiration,
Not even the most fierily magnetic of breath; the endlessly
insuperable cavern of seduction that it ignited in every tangible
and intangible open space which it wholesomely enshrouded;
had the slightest of inspiration,
Whilst with every beat of my heart; there unlimitedly triggered
unconquerably sparkling fantasy in even the most obsolete
dormitory of my brain; and I inevitably
and inspiringly wrote an infinite lines of Immortal Love Poetry;
till even beyond the definitions of veritably ultimate and
hopelessly silencing death.
46. LIMITLESSLY MAGICAL SPICE
In every sensuously enamoring woman that I philandered with;

timelessly flirting and cavorting behind the freshly rain soaked
hills of paradise,
In every beautifully intrepid lane that I traversed through;
leading every uncontrollably exultating pore of my body; into an
unceasing gorge of interminably
burgeoning adventure,
In every salubriously scintillating meal that I rapaciously
devoured; to celestially mollify the haplessly disgruntling pangs
of hunger; shooting like thunderbolts of lightening in my
emaciated intestines,
In every jubilantly effulgent droplet of dew that I held in my
outstretched palms; profoundly reinvigorating each of my
haplessly impoverished senses; with the profuse bewilderment of
bewitching mother nature,
In every conceivable open patch of sky that I sighted with my
naked eye; as the Sun unrelentingly sizzled a handsomely
inimitable golden,
In every sip of bounteously crystalline water that I poignantly
sipped; letting the quintessential liquid uninhibitedly soothe
every treacherously mangled chord
of my discordant throat,
In every living being that I wholeheartedly embraced in my walk
towards eternally fructifying success; by the grace of the
Omnipotent Almighty Lord,
In every tangible and intangibly rhapsodic tune that drifted into
my obliviously trembling eardrums; alleviating me of all my
misery and inexplicably asphyxiating pain,
In every blade of grass that I endlessly frolicked with;
unabashedly tossing and turning; under the mischievously
twinkling carpet of pristine stars,
In every triumphantly ecstatic mirror that I sighted my
reflection; candidly unraveling each bit of goodness and
inevitable badness in my life; like the cry of an impeccably

newborn child,
In every robustly fascinating fruit that I plucked from the
gargantuan tree; whose unbelievably ubiquitous juice I relished;
till times beyond infinite infinity,
In every frostily undulating sea that I indefatigably swam; of
course inevitably and in the end; miserably floundering to kiss
the boundless opposite end; with my
singular hands and feet,
In every barren sheet of innocuous paper that I inundated with
my writings; not preferring the slightest to leave even a
singleton speck of open space; between the lines I perpetually
embossed,
In every bit of rustically chocolate brown soil that I ploughed; to
sow the seeds of fantastically divine virility; and upon which I
made my royal bed every iridescently beaming night,
In every piece of quintessentially Spartan cloth that clung to the
contours of my nimble body; unflinchingly sequestering me all
night and day; from the acrimoniously intolerable heat;
inconsolably unbearable cold; storm and rain,
In every aristocratically painted brick that I used in the
foundation of my compassionately comforting dwelling; that bore
my weight fearlessly; against the
mightiest of mayhem and vindictive maelstrom,
In every spell-bindingly pungent fantasy that my ignited brain
perceived; which was infact my sole and the most ardent source
of blissfully leading each destined moment of my priceless life,
In every heartily exuberant slap of wind that embraced me
uncalled; tirelessly engendering me to romanticize in a land
more bountifully replete than; victoriously
blossoming paradise,
In every passionately fiery kiss that I indulged into; making me
feel the most extraordinarily virile and unassailable organism; on
the trajectory of this fathomlessly resurgent Universe,
If not anything; and I really really dont care even an ethereal

trifle; but I definitely; and at even a cost greater than every of
my perennially rejuvenating breath; wanted spice; spice and
limitlessly magical spice.
47. TOMORROW- THE MOST PERPETUALLY TRUE

CHAMPION
Yesterday; was bizarrely pessimistic; morosely lingering into
the treacherously inexplicable past; for no ostensible rhyme or
reason,
Today; is stringently pragmatic; reminding you of your
definitive set of responsibilities; towards your kin and every
harmoniously spell-binding echelon of
mankind,
Just now; is stupendously exhilarating; with the unstoppably
inevitable whirlwinds of action; celestially unfurling right infront
of your eyes,
But Tomorrow is the most perpetually true champion; is the
most indomitably optimistic of them all; with invincible horizons
of hope; charting undyingly brand
new pathways of unfettered success; on every step that you
would ever dare to undertake.
1.
Yesterday; was threadbarely pessimistic; fretfully reminiscing

into the sinfully dolorous past; which was of the most
unsurpassably nonsensical value to every
living being holistically alive,
Today is astutely pragmatic; triggering every tangible and
intangible pore of your skin; to tirelessly fight for survival of the
robustly fittest,
Just Now is innovatively exhilarating; with the panoramically
untainted valleys of adventure; profoundly romanticizing with
the intrepidly vivacious whites of your eye,
most brilliantly optimistic of them all; with a whole new
uninhibited civilization of ardent hope;
knocking victoriously upon every impoverished rib of your chest.
2.
Yesterday was deliriously pessimistic; maniacally clinching to
the morbidly incarcerating past; which had already disappeared
like the lame dogs tail; into
the sadistically sinful corpses of oblivion,
Today is irrefutably pragmatic; perpetuating you to solely walk
forward; into the quintessential routines of the world; and as
straight as the blazingly fiery
rays of the Sun,
Just Now is fearlessly exhilarating; wherein even the most
magnetic bolts of thunder from the sky; cascaded at your weary
feet; before you emanate your very
next breath,
most unassailably optimistic of them all; when every fresh ray of
rhapsodically triumphant dawn;
reinvigorates life into even the most hopelessly motionless and
dead.
3.
Yesterday was diabolically pessimistic; forlornly brooding into

the past; and letting its lugubrious jinx; insouciantly dull even
the most ecstatically jubilant of your nerves,
Today is unconquerably pragmatic; confronting even the most
ghastliest of situation; with the boundless valor of a poignantly
unabashed warrior,
Just Now is amazingly exhilarating; when the winds of
instantaneous romance and timelessly unbridled fantasy; swept
you of your resplendent feet; like a majestically Omnipotent
prince,
most undefeatedly optimistic of them all; wherein your every
philanthropically humble desire; has an insuperable chance of
metamorphosing into Omnipresent reality.
4.
Yesterday was hopelessly pessimistic; wantonly burrowing into
the maiming past; and wholesomely allowing the most
intolerably hedonistic spasms of negativity; to rule supreme in
every pore of your lambasted form,
Today is beautifully pragmatic; giving you no option
whatsoever of wailing over your battered destiny; as each stroke
of oncoming wind; vociferously commands
you to symbiotically acclimatize to the current moment,
Just Now is compassionately exhilarating; as you immediately
witness all the burgeoning virile and truculently bad; unfurling
right infront of your eyes;
and happening handsomely live on the trajectory of this
fathomless Universe,
most sparklingly optimistic of them all; as the chapters of
everlastingly proliferating life royally
replace the coffins of inevitably gory and lackadaisical death
48. SLEEP
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the
innermost dormitories of your brain to think of nothing else but;
disdainfully decrepit and
treacherously sluggish; laziness.
innermost caverns of your brain to think of nothing else but;
impotently tormented and ignominiously lecherous; dormancy.
innermost shelves of your brain to think of nothing else but;
hopelessly extinguishing and inexplicably blackened; oblivion.
innermost hollows of your brain to think of nothing else but;
nonchalantly embarrassing and indefatigably slandering; yawns.
innermost gorges of your brain to think of nothing else but;
transiently hapless and morbidly darkened; incarceration.
innermost molecules of your brain to think of nothing else but;
inexplicably torturous and diabolically penalizing; waywardness.
innermost cisterns of your brain to think of nothing else but;
ominously unsolicited and wantonly crucifying; frustration.
innermost maps of your brain to think of nothing else but;
inconsolably unforgivable and inexorably feckless; nothingness.
innermost tunnels of your brain to think of nothing else but;
uncannily crippling and hedonistically reverberating; fear.

innermost epitomes of your brain to think of nothing else but;
insurmountably maiming
and quintessentially criminal; wastage.
innermost labyrinths of your brain to think of nothing else but;
wretchedly bewildering and psychotically hapless;
amorphousness.
innermost ingredients of your brain to think of nothing else but;
ephemerally sinister and
hideously threatening; blindness.
innermost festoons of your brain to think of nothing else but;
unwontedly obsolete and unsurpassably embarrassing; snores.
innermost nerves of your brain to think of nothing else but;
ludicrously non-existent and meaninglessly oblivious; impotency.
innermost impressions of your brain to think of nothing else but;
gruesomely stinking and
indelibly sacrilegious; stagnation.
innermost lanterns of your brain to think of nothing else but;
evanescently self-induced and devilishly resonating;
impoverishedness.
innermost trajectories of your brain to think of nothing else but;
salaciously decaying and
lividly imperiling; disease.
innermost bowels of your brain to think of nothing else but;
ethereally morose and sadistically
moaning; corpse.

innermost figments of your brain to think of nothing else but;
unfortunately lambasting and fervently nostalgic; goodbye.
But I ask all of you living beings on this fathomlessly iridescent
and Omnipotent Universe; that can you remain unconquerably
awake without divinely sleep.
49. DEATH A COUNTLESS TIMES BETTER

It was a countless times better to die this very minute; than to
suffer an infinite deaths of tawdrily inconsolable isolation; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of resplendently destined
life,
suffer an infinite deaths of murderously ungainly abuse; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of beautifully destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of unforgivably criminal torture; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of vivaciously destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of acrimoniously ribald humiliation; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of bountifully destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of hedonistically abominable slavery; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of symbiotically destined
life,
suffer an infinite deaths of atrociously cannibalistic vindication;
an infinite times every unfurling instant of iridescently destined
life,

suffer an infinite deaths of baselessly trembling fear; an infinite
times every unfurling instant of redolently destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of inexplicably tormenting disease; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of celestially destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of cannibalistically sacrilegious
uncertainty; an infinite times every unfurling instant of
mellifluously destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of horrifically wanton impeachment; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of jubilantly destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of horrendously asphyxiating oblivion;
an infinite times every unfurling instant of triumphantly destined
life,
suffer an infinite deaths of unceremoniously treacherous
debauchery; an infinite times every unfurling instant of
effulgently destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of intolerably filthy stench; an infinite
times every unfurling instant of poignantly destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of preposterously pathetic decay; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of eclectically destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of inanely meaningless infertility; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of compassionately
destined life,

suffer an infinite deaths of venomously decrepit stagnation; an
infinite times every unfurling instant
of effervescently destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of worthlessly demonic prejudice; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of sparklingly destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of bawdily worthless manipulation; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of majestically destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of truculently lambasted frustration; an
infinite times every unfurling instant of beamingly destined life,
suffer an infinite deaths of indefatigably nonchalant
hopelessness; an infinite times every unfurling instant of
symbiotically destined life,
And it was a countless better to die this very minute; than to
suffer an infinite deaths of perpetually maiming cowardice; an
infinite times every unfurling instant
of victoriously destined life.
50. LIFE GIVES BIRTH TO HAPPINESS
Clouds give birth to tantalizing droplets of rain; pacifying the
murderous agony
of scorching desert sands,
Rose gives birth to stupendously ravishing fragrance; casting a
spell of unconquerable happiness in those lives; deluged with
horrendous despair,
Sun gives birth to magnificently flamboyant rays; filtering a path
of profuse optimism in every space; tottering towards helpless
extinction,
Soil gives birth to rhapsodic fountains of fruit and water;

ensuring that none remained disastrously famished; for
centuries immemorial,
Ocean gives birth to tantalizingly tangy globules of salt;
inundating drab existence with cloudbursts of spice and
insurmountable poignancy,
Stars give birth to an incredulously serene calm; miraculously
metamorphosing the complexion of the ghastly night; into one
shimmering with milky pearls,
Leaves give birth to exuberantly fluttering breeze; enveloping
dreary souls in its ebulliently vociferous swirl; as it merrily
whipped by,
Benevolence gives birth to invincible humanity; incessantly
reigning as the supreme leader; even as the planet entangled in
webs of lechery and salacious malice,
Freedom gives birth to the innermost expression; the
mesmerizing fulmination of a persons senses; which propels him
to blissfully lead an infinite more lives,
Mother gives birth to the perpetually divine; the immaculately
wailing offspring for which; Gods specially descended down
from fathomless cosmos to bless,
Truth gives birth to harmonious unity; organisms from all across
the unfathomable planet; embracing each other irrespective of
prejudice; caste or creed,
Honesty gives birth to intransigent conviction; an astronomical
within the most feeble of entities; to catapult to the pinnacle of
ultimate success,
Fantasy gives birth to turbulently seductive desire; relentlessly
exploring and absorbing the unsurpassable beauty lingering on
this planet,
Perseverance gives birth to glorious rays of newness; evolving

and achieving even the most inconspicuous of your philanthropic
dream; as golden perspiration trickled under the sweltering Sun,
Faith gives birth to the incomprehensibly unbelievable; with man
successfully shooting to the summit of the impossible; uttering
the name of the entity he adored,
Conscience gives birth to irrefutable righteousness; which the
even the entire wealth on this spuriously bombastic world;
miserably failed to purchase,
Eyes give birth to profoundly caressing empathy; wholeheartedly
commiserating and bonding; with even the most remotest of
alien in devastating pain,
Love gives birth to indispensably precious survival; the
everlasting spirit to celestially exist; beyond ones ordinary time,
And life gives birth to perennial happiness; an unconquerably
sacred joy and bliss that makes each birth; exist in symbiotic
synergy with the bountifully divine.
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About The Poetry Book

23. GREED AND SELFLESSNESS

1. LONG LIVE GODLY LIFE

Every stream of crimson blood that you have gorgeously

Every seductively enthralling shadow that you have fantastically

In the end; I humbly abnegate praying; long live humanity; long

You might say that alphabet I singularly by itself; was

Happiness is in benevolently donating; witnessing an invincible

Happiness is in harnessing the fruits of nature to the most

4. DEATH WILL ALWAYS REMAIN DEATH

Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the unassailably

Rape will always remain unforgivably sinful Rape.

And Death will always remain inevitably torturous Death.

5. DEFINITELY- IMMORTALLY BONDING LOVE

Perhaps the dictionary of the rambunctiously gallivanting

Perhaps the dictionary of the indiscriminately marauding

Perhaps the dictionary of the sullenly cadaverous graveyard;

It was out of sheer Nothingness; that there arose the most

It was out of sheer Nothingness; that there arose the most

It was out of sheer Nothingness; that there arose the most

Living; single-handedly and singularly in itself; is the greatest

Living; single-handedly and singularly in itself; is the greatest

9. JUST GIVE ME ONE MEAL

made guttural sounds while gulping tap water,

10. BITS AND PIECES

the sight for me to witness was a feast to my hungry eyes,

11. BLOOD RED APPLE JUICE

peeled crisp wall paint in plenty with incoherent strokes of

Flickering images of the screen flooding inert regions of my eye,

Producing discordant sounds when compressed to supreme

14. WALKING BACKWARDS

If thoroughbred stallions galloped backwards,

15. ARTILLERY FOR SURVIVAL

the light bulb shone to swift currents of white electricity.

16. THE DARKER SIDE AND THE BRIGHTER ASPECT

The darker side of blindness was an unrelenting camouflage of

while brighter aspect of the same was that it illuminated

applying stringent pressure on the horn before overtaking,

18. NEVER ASK

Never ask an insatiably parasitic leech; to magnificently heal

Never ask dungeons inundated with glittering gold; to beg like

19. THE HEART OF BETRAYAL

The clouds of thunder clashed viciously in the sky;

And if there were indeed; then I was prepared to die before

A lifetime of overwhelmingly exuberant adventure; marching

A lifetime of loving each other so insatiably; that the most

22. I WANTED TO ACCEPT

I didnt want to simply cry; I wanted to magnanimously accept

I didnt want to simply memorize; I wanted to accept my brain

23. GREED AND SELFLESSNESS

Selflessness is a grandiloquently mesmerizing sky; which

strength that makes every entity achieve its most sacrosanct

Selflessness is an evergreen leaf of Godly freedom; an

Greed venomously strips you of even the most minuscule of your

Selflessness is a jewel which scintillates even after the heart of

Selflessness is a valley of overwhelmingly unimaginable

24. LIVE LIFE TRULY KINGSIZE

Dare as Herculean as you can; but pathetically camouflaged in