The document describes being buried under various difficult circumstances but still managing to rise up, like a prince, butterfly, rainbow, cloud, rose, eagle, whirlwind, soldier, paradise, adventurer, and sun. However, the last line states that when buried under the plank of betrayal without the love of their beloved, they died inconsolably.
No.1 Amil baba in Pakistan amil baba in Lahore amil baba in Karachi
I Inconsolably Died
1. I INCONSOLABLY DIED
Buried under an unfathomable forest of diabolically perpetuating thorns; I still
managed to rise up like a handsome prince; unfettered by the livid bruises gorily
fretting on every element of my persona,
Buried under an unsurpassable mountain of truculently asphyxiating dust; I still
managed to rise up like a silken butterfly; not bothered even an infinitesimal trifle
about the obnoxiously adulterated mud which had now become an integral part of
my intestine,
Buried under an unrelenting corpse of macabre ghosts; I still managed to rise up like
a resplendently blissful rainbow; blazing like triumphant dynamite through the
fathomless expanse of crystalline blue sky,
Buried under a incomprehensibly preposterous dustbin of ungainly shit; I still
managed to rise up like a mystically vibrant cloud; unperturbed by the disdainfully
slandering slime incorrigibly sticking to my nubile skin,
Buried under a graveyard of coldbloodedly invidious and stinking bones; I still
managed to rise up like a royally fragrant rose; disseminating the scent of eternal
righteousness to the most fathomless quarter of this rhapsodically heavenly planet,
Buried under a pernicious jailhouse of venomously abhorrent scorpions; I still
managed to rise up like an ingratiatingly panoramic cistern; astoundingly pacifying
even the most tumultuously aggrieved sorrow; with the sounds of unparalleled
optimism,
Buried under an insurmountably feckless cauldron of prurient abuse; I still managed
to rise up like a majestically iridescent eagle; engendering an untamed gorge of
impregnable exuberance in even the most mercurially fugitive cranny of this; timeless
planet,
Buried under an intransigently crippling sea of horrifically miserable blood; I still
managed to rise up like a bountifully eclectic whirlwind; harmoniously enlightening
incredulous shades of magnificently articulate versatility; in the lives of all those
lunatically shattered,
Buried under an indescribably malignant sandstorm of prejudiced ignominy; I still
managed to rise up like a patriotically victorious soldier; instilling an unassailable wave
of uninhibited freedom; in every slave being unreasonably lambasted,
2. Buried under a tyrannically thrashing volcano of scurrilous monotony; I still managed
to rise up like a spell bindingly rejuvenated paradise; spreading a wave of insuperably
unprecedented happiness; on even the most clandestinely barren path that I tread,
Buried under a crematorium of chauvinistically relentless dictatorship; I still managed
to rise up like thunderbolts of enriching lightening; igniting the lugubriously
lackadaisical flames of every dwindling abode; with the philanthropically charismatic
elixir of my soul,
Buried under an ominously sordid gutter of remorsefully agonizing malice; I still
managed to rise up like a brazenly intrepid adventurer; bringing a smile to the lips of
countless ruthlessly orphaned; as I drifted with them into an unending entrenchment
of fantasy and mesmerizing odyssey,
Buried under a vindictively hedonistic mortuary of abysmally derogatory lies; I still
managed to rise up like an ebulliently unconquerable Sun; ubiquitously wafting the
rays of timeless happiness; in every despicably estranged life,
Buried under a ballistically frivolous battalion of emaciated panthers; I still managed
to rise up like a bountifully blessed dream; fomenting every drearily insipid and
baselessly tortured mind to tirelessly fantasize,
Buried under an indiscriminately jinxed battlefield of squelching crime; I still
managed to rise up like undauntedly enchanting moonshine; compassionately
warming the complexion of the tawdrily blackened night with; magnetically celestial
jubilation,
Buried under an endlessly victimizing juggernaut of uncouthly barbarous ghosts; I still
managed to rise up like a benign harbinger of glorious humanity; limitlessly spreading
the fragrance of an unshakably united existence; in one and all symbiotically alike,
Buried under an ever augmenting web of disdainfully heinous corruption; I still
managed to rise up like an unflinchingly blessing wind; wholesomely silencing the
most dogmatic voices of sinfully penalizing atrocity; with the sounds of irrefutably
sparkling truth,
Buried under an insane mortuary of bellicose lifelessness; I still managed to rise up
like an arrow of perennial bravery; handsomely inculcating the virtue of innocuously
embellished solidarity in all those chopping necks; on spurious pretexts of religion
and tribe,
But buried under the worthless plank of insidiously maiming betrayal O! Lord; I had
not even the most capricious of strength left in me to survive; as without the
3. immortal love of my priceless beloved; I died; I died; I inevitably and inconsolably
died.