Life = Death - volume 5 - Poems on Life , Death

Life = Death – volume 5 – Poems on Life , Death
By
Nikhil Parekh

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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 Poet’s 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 5 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. A GIFT CALLED LIFE
2. LIVE AND LET LIVE
3. NO GHOSTS
4. LIFE AND DEATH
5. HEAVENLY SENSUOUSNESS
6. WHETTING APPETITE FOR LOVE
7. LIFE IS A LOVEBIRD
8. ARTISTS VERSUS TYCOONS
9. NO OVERTAKING
10. THE CRY OF THE HEART
11. MAKE ME IMMUNE
12. BE FANATIC
13. EVERY LIFE IS EMPTY
14. EVERLASTING BEATS
15. MORE STRANGER
16. MY IMPOVERISHED LIFE
17. HATCHING OPEN
18. EACH LIFE LOVES
19. ART AND MANIPULATION
20. ULTIMATE REALITY
21. NEWNESS
22. FROM THE DEVIL’S PERSPECTIVE
23. AN INFINITE TIMES BETTER
24. A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER
25. Q & A
26. LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL
27. THE GREATEST SIN
28. I SIMPLY DIDN’T WANT TO WASTE MY TODAY
29. LEAD LIFE LIKE A MAN
30. BUT WHAT ABOUT THOSE ?
31. IT REALLY DOESN’T MATTER
32. LIFE SHOULDN’T SLIP AND FLY
33. INFINITE INFINITY
34. TO THE SERVICE OF MANKIND
35. IF YOU REALLY HAD THE URGE TO CLEAN SOMETHING
36. I STILL HAD LIFE
37. WHAT MADE YOU EVER THINK

38. I LIVE BECAUSE
39. CLICK
40. IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU
41. WHAT IS THE NEED OF ?
42. GIVE ME PERPETUAL DEATH INSTEAD
43. WHERE THERE IS NO LOVE
44. LIFE IS NOT A FEATURE FILM
45. WHAT WAS HAPPENING WRONG
46. THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THAT VOICE
47. OUR GREATEST RICHNESS
48. LIVE LIFE WHOLEHEARTEDLY
49. IF I HAD CLOSED MY BREATH YESTERDAY
50. THE GREATEST SIN

1. A GIFT CALLED LIFE
In order to augment the glory of the crystalline sky; God inundated it with a festoon
of enchantingly misty clouds,
In order to augment the glory of the lanky tree; God flooded its barren surface with a
blanket of fresh green leaves,
In order to augment the glory of the fleshy palm; God embellished its surface with a
myriad of fascinating lines bifurcated into islands and forks,
In order to augment the glory of the plain atmosphere; God deluged its gloomy
ambience with sizzling rays of brilliant Sunlight,
In order to augment the glory of the colossal ocean; God imparted its boundless
surface with a cavalcade of ravishingly frosty waves,
In order to augment the glory of fecund territories of brown soil; God embodied its
surface with a wide fraternity of salubrious crop,
In order to augment the glory of the voluptuously fathomless jungles; God placed a
battalion of majestic lions on its rustled paths,
In order to augment the glory of the towering mountains; God embedded their
treacherous slopes with compassionate balls of white snow,
In order to augment the glory of the redolently scarlet rose; God granted its
demeanor with a seductively exotic scent,
In order to augment the glory of the delectably hidden nest; God filled its empty
persona with a cluster of stupendously charming and innocuous eggs,
In order to augment the glory of the placid night; God blessed its shivering persona
with amicably twinkling stars,
In order to augment the glory of the gorgeously unsurpassable valley; God lit up its
dolorous space with a boisterously pepped up and a stringent echo,
In order to augment the glory of the innocuously wandering cow; God imparted it
with the prowess of oozing life yielding and sacrosanct milk,

In order to augment the glory of cascading rain; God impregnated the cosmos with a
spell binding and vivacious rainbow,
In order to augment the glory of mammoth stacks of diamonds and gold; God
triggered their periphery with a mesmerizing and perennial shine,
In order to augment the glory of the blind bat; God granted it with the astounding
ability to stick wherever it wanted; to sleep upside down,
In order to augment the glory of the blossoming shoots of bountiful grass; God
overwhelmed its tips with tantalizingly alluring dewdrops,
In order to augment the glory of true love; God gave it the highest priority on his
agendas of this unfathomable Universe; granted it the virtue of being supremely
immortal,
And in order to augment the glory of every human; God swamped his dead body
with an armory of passionate heart beats; flooded his dormant lungs with gargantuan
bellows of fresh breath; bestowed upon him the most wonderful gift existing on this
planet; a gift that we all know today as life.

2. LIVE AND LET LIVE
Smile philanthropically; and let others smile too; to their ultimate hearts content,
Fly uninhibitedly; and let others fly like a prince too; through the majestically
bountiful cocoon of crimson clouds,
Wink flirtatiously; and let others wink too; through the aisles of unprecedented desire
and rhapsodically ardent happiness,
Gallop enthusiastically; and let others gallop too; in untamed frenzy through the
mystically alluring hills; drowned in golden light of the dazzling firebody of Sun,
Donate chivalrously; and let others donate too; with all the goodness assimilated in
their magnanimously benevolent souls,
Embrace passionately; and let others embrace too; with thunderbolts of ardent
yearning; escalating perennially in their impoverished souls,
Sing melodiously; and let others sing too; unveiling the most innermost arenas of
their enslaved conscience; into ebulliently captivating sound,
Dance tantalizingly; and let others dance too; diffusing waves of unrelenting passion
in the heart of the romantically philandering midnight,
Fantasize intransigently; and let others fantasize too; basking in the glory of
unfathomably stupendous beauty around; being perpetually entrenched by the
magnificence of this enigmatically alluring Universe,
Talk dynamically; and let others talk too; discovering a new found confidence in their
voice; the sound lingering in each iota of their blood; to make them feel the most
blissful entities alive,
Share generously; and let others share too; ubiquitously disseminating the essence of
everlasting humanity; to march forward as the strongest civilization; alike,
Evolve intriguingly; and let others evolve too; innocuously harnessing each ingenious
idea of theirs into; the corridors of a celestial paradise,

Bond compassionately; and let others bond too; in threads of invincible harmony and
mutual symbiosis; together defending the most mightiest of acrimonious attack on
this planet,
Walk flamboyantly; and let others walk too; enchantingly leading each day as it
unleashed; persevering with stupendous honesty and fortitude; towards their ultimate
mission in life,
Philander charismatically; and let other philander too; exploring all the incredulously
ravishing beauty on this earth; blossoming each instant into an unbelievable festoon
of joyous ecstasy,
Romanticize exotically; and let others romanticize too; enlightening their lives as well
as that of their fellow mates; with optimistic hope and vivaciously vibrant celebration,
Breathe royally; and let others breathe too; exhaling each puff of air; with
insurmountable exhilaration to lead a countless more magnetically enriching lives,
Love immortally; and let others love too; bonding each heart across the complexion
of this gigantic globe; with the impregnable ocean of compassionate empathy,
Live like a King; and let others live too; soaring higher than the clouds every
unveiling minute of Oligarchic existence; gushing forward like an euphoric whirlwind;
as each chapter of joy and pain; unfurled inexplicably in life.

3. NO GHOSTS
The ghost of the impoverished beggar; indefatigably chased all those opulently
uncouth entities; who had so barbarically kicked him once upon a time; on the streets
of rambunctiously threadbare nothingness,
The ghost of the hapless destitute; unrelentingly chased all those tyrannically
lambasting tycoons; who had so unsparingly deprived her of pristine innocence once
upon a time; maliciously infiltrating into her enchantingly bountiful life,
The ghost of the unfortunate orphan; relentlessly chased all those diabolically evil
spirits; who had so ruthlessly torn it apart from its Omnipotent parents once upon a
time; penalizing it for ostensibly no reason or rhyme,
The ghost of the brutally pulverized leaf; intransigently chased all those ungainly
footsteps; who had so deliberately massacred it once upon a time; metamorphosing
its cradle of insatiable ecstasy into a graveyard of gruesome silence,
The ghost of the scorching desert; timelessly chased all those acrimoniously
sweltering rays of the Sun; which had so truculently whiplashed it once upon a time;
perniciously roasting its tranquility with fireballs of unbearable heat,
The ghost of the excoriated shark; endlessly chased all those ominous hunters; who
had so demonically slit its throat once upon a time; rendering its unconquerably
princely form into an inconspicuous coffin of meaningless bone,
The ghost of the assassinated artist; tirelessly chased all those conventionally stringent
section of society; who had so ignominiously ostracized his work once upon a time;
snobbishly tainting his marvelous artistry with their pompously deadened spit,
The ghost of the ghastily blinded eye; limitlessly chased all those venomous thorns;
who had so mercilessly pierced its periphery once upon a time; invidiously marauding
its carpet of spell binding sensuousness with a treachery befitting a dreaded swine,
The ghost of the maimed urchin; intractably chased all those salacious dictators; who
had so lethally victimized its body once upon a time; transformed its gorgeously
robust complexion into a shell of reclusively disparaging doom,

The ghost of the tortured slave; immutably chased all those devilish powerhouses;
which had so gorily crucified his vivacious soul once upon a time; despicably invading
his fountain of uninhibited freedom with chains of incarcerating prejudice,
The ghost of the heinously disintegrated egg; murderously chased all those
perilous vultures; who had so satanically smashed it once upon a time; remorsefully
depriving it of even the most infinitesimal of chance to witness the mesmerizing
planet outside,
The ghost of the pointed cactus; incorrigibly chased all those grotesque mouths;
which had so abominably looked down upon it once upon a time; treating it as a
piece of insipid shit as they endeavored their best to make fun of it; all the time,
The ghost of the stripped chicken; irrevocably chased all those heartless butchers;
which had so cruelly decimated it once upon a time; converting it into a pool of
pathetic blood just to titillate the spurious tongues; of countless alien,
The ghost of the annihilated township; uncontrollably chased all those worthless
politicians; who had so unimaginably bombarded it once upon a time; converting
even the most diminutive cranny of its persona into a battlefield of blood; hatred and
abhorrent war,
The ghost of the isolated path; unflaggingly chased all those pompously inflated
tycoons; who had so impudently rejected it once upon a time; transiting it into a
living mortuary; just to prevent that extra bit of mud from infiltrating into their
bombastically worthless shoes,
The ghost of underprivileged children; inexhaustibly chased all those uselessly
penalizing mavericks; who had so maliciously laughed upon their nimble demeanor;
just because they were a shade stronger by the grace of Almighty Lord,
The ghost of the traumatized seductress; unfathomably chased all those licentiously
thwarting devils; who had so forcefully tied her in shackles of captivity once upon a
time; cursing her song of tantalizing melody; with the cry of vengeful death,
The ghost of the betrayed woman; doggedly chased all those perfidiously diseased
impressions; which had so astutely trapped her once upon a time; transiently igniting
the fires of unbelievable voluptuousness in her life; before ghoulishly shattering her
for a countless more lives,
But the seed of immortal love had no ghost; not even the most tiniest of
sinister spirit to be afraid of; as it flowered into the most Omnipresent entrenchment
of the divine; timelessly blossoming into the feathers of unshakable togetherness;
even after all had died; even after the dying of unstoppable time.

4. LIFE AND DEATH
As much enchantingly resplendent was the fabric of; perennially blossoming life,
Insidiously penalizing and inexplicably frustrating; were the pathetically dwindling
chapters of disastrously gory death.
As much blissfully proliferating was the garden of; vivaciously Omnipotent life,
Horrifically crucifying and despicably stagnating; were the coffin nails of
remorsefully fretting death.
As much irrefutably truthful was the wind of; exhilaratingly ebullient life,
Dolorously manipulative and abhorrently lecherous; were the flagrantly foul
gutters of ruthlessly asphyxiating death.
As much patriotically sparkling was the complexion of; vibrantly bountiful life,
Salaciously impeding and vehemently whipping; were the stinking graveyards of
indescribably orphaned death.
As much refreshingly appetizing was the gorge of; astoundingly mesmerizing life,
Lethally lambasting and forlornly decaying; were the satanic gallows of invidiously
stifling death.
As much tantalizingly silken was the mist of; enchantingly triumphant life,
Cold-bloodedly massacring and vindictively venomous; were the lackluster corpses
of ghastily sullen death.
As much exotically enticing was the meadow of; vibrantly titillating life,
Gruesomely parasitic and tyrannically torturous; were the mortifying gutters
of despicably abominable death.
As much poignantly perpetual was the bond of; fascinatingly blissful life,
Lecherously lashing and diabolically pulverizing; were the cacophonic skeletons
of grotesquely savage death.
As much celestially placating was the reverie of; gorgeously marvellous life,
Blatantly corrupt and meaninglessly ungainly; were the hopeless dungeons
of disparagingly derogatory death.
As much ravishingly sensuous was the heaven of; scintillatingly Omniscient life,

Ghoulishly indiscriminate and traumatically hideous; were the nonchalant worms
of bizarrely rotten death.
As much innocuously sacred was the cradle of; bountifully proliferating life,
Ominously crippling and preposterously dastardly; were the lackadaisically
disappearing shadows of obsoletely jinxed death.
As much timelessly compassionate was the path of; victoriously blazing life,
Licentiously withering and regretfully castigating; were the heinously endless curses
of drearily dolorous death.
As much regally ubiquitous was the essence of; Omnipresently magnetic life,
Baselessly stunted and horrifically wailing; were the pernicious maelstroms of sordidly
demonic death.
As much flamboyantly glittering was the cistern of; vividly eclectic life,
Worthlessly lazing and sardonically stunted; were the prejudiced whiplashes
of criminally castrating death.
As much beautifully harmonious was the tonic of; Omnipotently bestowing life,
Hatefully hunchbacked and ambiguously stinging; were the hypocrite stones
of disdainfully ostracizing death.
As much holistically eternal was the rainbow of; everlastingly blissful life,
Truculently sucking and maliciously distorted; were the sinister tunes of mercilessly
snapping death.
As much graciously charismatic was the wall of; unshakably patriotic life,
Insanely bereaved and uxoriously fiendish; were the prurient rides of idiosyncratically
feckless death.
As much marvellously bequeathing was the cloudburst of; unconquerably untamed
life,
Irately impudent and obnoxiously sultry; were the rebuking waves of agonizingly
suffocating death.
As much wonderfully fragrant was the jacket of; unassailably glorious life,
Inconspicuously snobbish and punitively parsimonious; were the bellicose voices
of vengefully woeful death.
As much supremely humanitarian was the armor of; perpetually affable life,
Shiveringly morbid and abusively mercurial; were the ungainly tunes of devastatingly
disintegrating death.

As much unsurpassably enthralling was the fortress of; unflinchingly intrepid life,
Ludicrously cowardly and treacherously hollow; were the ignominious potholes of
pugnaciously threadbare death.
As much invaluably Godly was the whistle of; never-endingly augmenting life,
Haplessly destitute and unfathomably maimed; were the evil arms of relentlessly
weeping death.
And as much fervently passionately was the beat of; immortally resplendent life,
Brutally snatching and weirdly disfigured; were the barbarically blood-coated
alphabets of unforgivably condemning death.

5. HEAVENLY SENSUOUSNESS
Insatiably making me erupt into a garden of everlasting enthrallment; profusely
blending each of my murderously devastated senses with the most bountiful paradise
of the Lord Divine,
Fantastically propelling me to indefatigably dance all night; inundate the curtain of
ghastly blackness with the uninhibited frenzy of my tantalizing gyrations,
Royally perpetuating each arena of my nimbly impoverished countenance; with
unfathomable rivers of majestically titillating exuberance,
Voluptuously unfurling even the most dolorously strangulated pores of my skin; to
perennially coalesce with the clouds of enigmatically eluding fantasy,
Such was the untamed inferno of my poignantly charismatic sensuousness; drowning
me forever and ever and ever into an ocean of ardently silken desire.
1.
Fabulously mesmerizing me on every step that I transgressed; blazingly flooding each
drearily diminishing nerve of mine with the eternal elixir of unparalleled excitement,
Bountifully deluging my indolently stony eyeballs with marvelously ever augmenting
exhilaration; impregnating in them an unsurpassable entrenchment of timeless desire,
Divinely pacifying even the most infinitesimally disgruntled pore of my visage; with
its sky of panoramically rejuvenating freshness,
Unbelievably enchanting even the most lackadaisically loitering ingredient of my
blood; profoundly embellishing my entire body with its of unending graciousness,
Such was the unassailable heaven of my ravishing sensuousness; incessantly spiraling
above the skies of unending yearning; perpetually drifting me solely towards the
path of sparkling enticement.
2.
Miraculously instilling uninhibited spurts of ebullient lightening in my pathetically
croaking voice; euphorically escalating it to wholesomely melange with a fountain of
resplendent goodness,
Piquantly adorning my nonchalantly fading lips with a flavor so intransigently regale;
that I uncontrollably kissed even the most diminutive iota of rhapsody cascading
freely in the beautiful atmosphere,
Magnificently unveiling every bit of asphyxiated emotion brutally trapped in the
innermost realms of my conscience; liberating my body into the aisles of celestially
gallivanting freedom and far away from the uncouth vagaries of this treacherously
manipulative planet,

Voraciously tickling each cranny of my miserably disheveled flesh; witnessing me
ecstatically bounce way beyond the corridors of gloriously princely imagination,
Such was the romantically fiery cistern of my silken sensuousness; aristocratically
draping my mercurial form with the jubilant inebriation and patriotism of
wonderful rhyme.
3.
Gorgeously incinerating my brain to fantasize beyond the land of the charmingly
extraordinary; unrelentingly delving and exploring the territories of insatiably
euphoric wilderness,
Magically bestowing my penuriously dwindling aura with an unsurpassable festoon of
melody; splendidly healing even the most inexplicably traumatic of my wounds,
Compassionately caressing even the most parsimonious trace of frazzled agony
round my body; with its winds of unshakably unprecedented belonging,
Transiting me into the most astoundingly celestial reverie of my life; fabulously
painting each of my dreams with the unending magic of God’s pricelessly
proliferating creation,
Such was the triumphant river of my spell binding sensuousness; resplendently
harnessing every disastrously dithering element of my visage; with a wand of
magically burgeoning intoxication and immortal enthrallment.

6. WHETTING APPETITE FOR LOVE
In order to whet appetite for food; all that was required was the tantalizing scent of
heavenly corn,
In order to whet appetite for the morning; all that was required was; the boisterously
bubbly chirp of the melodious cuckoo,
In order to whet appetite for beauty; all that was required was; ravishingly seductive
breeze; which transited you into an indefinite stupor above the clouds,
In order to whet appetite for fantasy; all that was required was; a fabulously gorgeous
valley inundated with fireballs of mystical enchantment,
In order to whet appetite for farming; all that was required was fathomless acres of
ravenously pristine soil; a rhapsodic festoon of clouds deluging the horizons with
stupendous mysticism,
In order to whet appetite for adventure; all that was required was; boundless
kilometers of undulating terrain; the insatiably titillating waves of the poignantly
gorgeous ocean,
In order to whet appetite for a kiss; all that was required was; celestially divine
contours of voluptuous lips; pursing themselves ardently in the heart of the
charismatic night,
In order to whet appetite for childhood; all that was required was; the irrefutably
sacrosanct mother; incredulously igniting the innocuously frolicking child in your
monotonously commercial eyes,
In order to whet appetite for study; all that was required was; an unparalleled
ambition which had nowhere else; but the ingratiatingly mesmerizing corridors of
paradise to go,
In order to whet appetite for mysticism; all that was required was; an unfathomable
myriad of alluring destiny lines; that unveiled tumultuous enigma; at every encounter
with pragmatic life,
In order to whet appetite for cleanliness; all that was required was; the
insurmountably rejuvenating sheet of silken stars; a harmoniously captivating

waterfall; handsomely culminating into vivacious froth; after clashing against the
wonderful rocks,
In order to whet appetite for artistry; all that was required was the innermost catharsis
of the majestic soul; an exuberantly enthralling backdrop of scarlet roses amidst the
skies,
In order to whet appetite for galloping; all that was required was; an uninterrupted
race track stretching into spell binding wilderness; a royal horse compassionately
neighing to be set free,
In order to whet appetite for mischief; all that was required was a fantastically
emulating chimpanzee; bouncing in the aisles of free flowing fantasy and surreptitious
foliage,
In order to whet appetite for marketing; all that was required was; an insurmountably
exciting challenge; a market commensurately disseminated with customers of every
fraternity; customers of every kind,
In order to whet appetite for romancing; all that was required was; poignant winds of
perpetual stillness; a philanthropically commiserating partner of your choice,
In order to whet appetite for friendship; all that was required was; a magnanimously
sharing conscience; a mate to lean upon symbiotically at all times,
In order to whet appetite for war; all that was required was a preposterously
treacherous enemy; an unprecedented urge to do or die; for alleviating mankind,
And in order to whet appetite for love; all that was required was a turbulently
throbbing heart; and its immortal ocean of everlasting beats; which for infinite births
kept you breathing with the divine; and supremely alive.

7. LIFE IS A LOVEBIRD
Life is a resplendent flower; the more you ardently inhale it; the more it casts its
fragrant spell upon each cranny of your disastrously frazzled demeanor; for centuries
immemorial,
Life is an invincible mountain; the more you valiantly clamber it; the more it
impregnably defends every iota of your bereaved countenance; against the most
acrimoniously vicious attacks,
Life is a tantalizing ocean; the more you profusely swim in it; the more it envelops
your cloudburst of inexplicable agonies; with its enchantingly rhapsodic tanginess,
Life is a ravishing cloud; the more insatiably you float in it; the more it encapsulates
your monotonously beleaguered senses; in an entrenchment of mystically voluptuous
sensuousness,
Life is a blazing Sun; the more unflinchingly you stare at it; the more it
magnanimously bequeaths upon you the tenacity; to surge relentlessly forward
towards your philanthropically divine goals,
Life is a tingling dewdrop; the more bountifully you caress it; the more it enshrouds
every element of your disastrously dwindling persona; with majestically tranquil
compassion,
Life is a resplendent star; the more uninhibitedly you let it in your dwelling; the more
it wholesomely infiltrates your ghastily bereaved conscience; with innocuously
twinkling beams of sacrosanct light,
Life is an exhilarating adventure; the more poignantly you pursue it; the more it
enthrallingly perpetuates into each of your brutally extinguishing nerves; to
unconquerably metamorphose them into the boundaries of spell binding paradise,
Life is an exotic waterfall; the more fervently you bathe in it; the more it astoundingly
washes each of your inadvertently committed sin’s; maneuvering you towards the
path of everlasting prosperity,
Life is a true story; the more passionately you engross in it; the more it romantically
titillates each aspect of your insidiously dithering existence; with its insurmountably
ingratiating melody,

Life is an Omnipotent form; the more devoutly you respect it; the more it
uninhibitedly blesses every aspect of your survival; miraculously transforming all
your traumatized anguish; into a fountain of perennially sparkling happiness,
Life is an Omniscient elixir; the more tenaciously you drink it; the more it
handsomely relieves you of even the most infinitesimal of your tensions; indefatigably
propelling you to fantasize like a prince,
Life is an enchanting dream; the more unfathomably you perceive it; the more it
blissfully it placates all your savagely manipulative apprehensions; engenders
you to astonishingly procreate a countless more brilliantly victorious tomorrow’s,
Life is a melodious song; the more you patriotically sing it; the more it bestows you
with the Herculean tenacity; to wholesomely free your atrociously besieged; and
sacred motherland,
Life is an unassailable fortress; the more you vehemently respect it; the more it
perpetually sequesters you in its Omnipresent belly; nourishes each cranny of your
existence with the tonic of radiantly vivacious righteousness,
Life is a vivid rainbow; the more you profusely absorb it; the more it stupendously
inundates your despicably collapsing existence; with an unsurpassable kaleidoscope;
of beauty; color; and amiably charming humanity,
Life is a humanitarian necklace; the more you chivalrously wear it; the more it
showers upon your penurious visage all richness of this planet; the pricelessly regale
religion of mankind,
Life is a Divine heaven; the more you tirelessly salute it; the more it benevolently
blesses your pathetically withering nostrils; with unsurpassable fireballs of
aristocratically exuberant breath,
And life is a lovebird; the more you ecstatically let it fly; the more it envelops your
tyrannically imprisoned heart; with immortal beats of love; love; and only unshakably
Godly Love.

8. ARTISTS VERSUS TYCOONS
Artists assimilated the vibrantly unfurling beauty of the atmosphere; majestically on
the resplendent palette of their lives,
Tycoons traded the same in the spuriously stinking stock markets; savagely
marauding their bountiful fragrance in the web of indescribably salacious savagery.
Artists inundated vivaciously enamoring color even in the most dolorously deadened
entities; spawning a civilization of ravishing sensuousness on even the most
obsoletely decaying step that they tread,
Tycoons ghastily buried live organisms into threadbare mud; erecting castles of their
invidiously malicious wealth; upon unfathomably tyrannized blood and skull.
Artists wonderfully absorbed even the most infinitesimal iota of charismatic
voluptuousness from the planet around; eternally making it the ravishing mascara of
their philandering eyelashes,
Tycoons ruthlessly boiled the same in cauldrons of manipulative malice; beheading
man and animal barbarically alike; to bombastically toast for their nocturnal delights.
Artists insurmountably titillated even the coffins of penalizing midnight; with the
stupendously enchanting melody in their vividly wandering sounds,
Tycoons mercilessly invaded every speck of this gloriously palpitating Universe; with
the overwhelmingly bizarre cacophony of lecherously crippling monotony.
Artists fulminated into an unsurpassable ocean of fantasy with every unveiling
minute; tantalizing even the most alien mountains of absolution; with their
beautifully mesmerizing footsteps,
Tycoons fretted; fumed; made life an irascibly unforgiving hell for every entity around
them; after stepping out of the realms of the dastardly superficial office.
Artists perpetuated a fathomless garden of spell binding fragrance on every single
occasion that they exotically kissed mother earth; erupting into the flavor of timeless
humanity for times immemorial; and with the consent of the Creator Divine,
Tycoons tirelessly slithered their way through the gutters of crucifying corruption;
asphyxiating the breath of countless innocent; in their quest for reaching the epitome
of baselessly empty supremacy.
Artists treated every organism alive as an unshakably ubiquitous paradise; profoundly
saluting the scintillating path of compassionate righteousness in every heart throbbing
with enamoring life,

Tycoons parasitically lambasted the diminutively poor; uxoriously licked the sordid
feet of the domineeringly rich; in their never-ending hunger to posses the ludicrously
white collar; for a countless more lifetimes.
Artists irrefutably believed in the sacrosanct cradle of beautiful proliferation;
timelessly evolving a township of astoundingly redolent newness in every conceivable
direction; that they cast their intoxicating eyes,
Tycoons deliberately impeded God’s most cherished process of procreation; on the
meaningless pretext that their palaces of sleazily glittering gold; would become a trifle
too overcrowded.
And Artists perpetually worshipped nothing else but love; love and perennial love;
bonding with its heavenly spirit to immortalize the spirit of ingratiating life on this
boundlessly gregarious earth,
While tycoons insidiously broke hearts like a pack of soggy matchsticks; criminally
philosophizing an insipidly emotionless environment; sanctimonious cigar smoke;
raunchy vixen and wine; as the only mantra to forever survive.

9. NO OVERTAKING
It was intransigently impossible to overtake the Omnipotent Sun; as every step that I
took forward; was irrefutably overwhelmed by an unfathomable entrenchment of
perennially jubilant shine,
It was intractably impossible to overtake the fathomless ocean; as every step that I
took forward; was irrefutably outclassed by an unending festoon of undulating waves;
thunderously sending me backwards; rollicking towards the cold rocks,
It was irrevocably impossible to overtake the sensuous clouds; as every step that I
took forward; was irrefutably overshadowed by a mist of perpetually enthralling and
untamed exhilaration,
It was incorrigibly impossible to overtake the sacrosanct chapters of Creation; as
every step that I took forward; was irrefutably outnumbered by the infinite rhapsodic
cries of fresh birth; that had just unfurled,
It was unbelievably impossible to overtake the scent of humanitarian goodness; as
every step that I took forward; was irrefutably engulfed with a cistern of invincibly
spell binding righteousness,
It was immutably impossible to overtake the assiduous unveiling of time; as every
step that I took forward; irrefutably perpetuated even the most infinitesimal
senses of my mind; body and soul with the undeniable spirit of pragmatically precious
present,
It was indefatigably impossible to overtake the township of heavenly mankind; as
every step that I took forward; was irrefutably overpowered by the unbreakable
compassion of philanthropic oneness,
It was irretrievably impossible to overtake the impregnable thread of truth; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably transcended by the insatiably enlightening
inferno of unflinching solidarity,
It was imperceptibly impossible to overtake the bountiful stride of the artist; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably incarcerated in a web of vivaciously
everlasting seduction,

It was indomitably impossible to overtake the eternal sounds of innocence; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably surpassed by a civilization of perennially
bestowing and optimistic illumination,
It was unsalvageably impossible to overtake the absolute zenith of the gargantuan
mountain; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably overruled by pricelessly
sheer majesty and unassailable superiority,
It was incomprehensibly impossible to overtake the smile of true friendship; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably encapsulated by a cavern of unendingly
benign congeniality,
It was insurmountably impossible to overtake the inherent impetuousness of
boisterously bubbling youth; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably
mellowed by the flame of ardently ebullient adventure,
It was indescribably impossible to overtake the walls of symbiotic harmony; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably nonplussed by the marvelous aristocracy of
enchantingly blessed existence,
It was irredeemably impossible to overtake the Godly Mother’s compassion; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably drowned in an unfathomable whirlpool of
incessantly burgeoning empathy,
It was unstoppably impossible to overtake the melody of rain soaked air; as every step
that I took forward; was irrefutably neutralized by a voluptuously nubile seductress;
relentlessly titillating even the heart of my most dolorously deadened night,
It was unsurpassably impossible to overtake the patriotism of the sacrificing soldier;
as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably outshone by a sky of stupendously
ever-pervading skill and inimitable bravery,
It was dogmatically impossible to overtake the tunnels of triumphant breath; as every
step that I took forward; was irrefutably outplayed by the majestically benevolent
rhythm of; pristine existence,
And it was hopelessly impossible to overtake the beats of the poignantly gregarious
heart; as every step that I took forward; was irrefutably outdone by a paradise of
immortal love; love and priceless love.

10. THE CRY OF THE HEART
The cry of the lion was majestically thunderous; although it died as the minutes
rapidly unveiled; with the stupendous tranquility of the forests taking wholesome
control,
The cry of the clouds was insatiably voluptuous; although it faded after a while; as the
Sun Omnipotently enlightened even the most infinitesimal entity in neighboring
vicinity,
The cry of the shark was royally piercing; although it diminished almost as soon as it
had come; with the unfathomably undulating wave wholesomely drowning it into an
ocean of mesmerizing froth,
The cry of the eagle was exuberantly aristocratic; although it vanished surreptitiously
from the sky in an ethereal flash; as cyclonically untamed maelstroms perpetuated the
canvas of the panoramic valley,
The cry of the nightingale was melodiously enchanting; although it blended with the
aisles of nothingness after a while; as the triumphantly trumpeting elephants insatiably
marauded the meadows; left; right and rampant center,
The cry of the gloriously unflinching warrior was supremely ecstatic; although it
coalesced with threadbare mud in an ethereal instant; as an unsurpassably unending
tirade of pugnacious bombs; brutally plummeted upon him from the enemy camp,
The cry of the waterfalls was harmoniously enchanting; although it dried up as
quickly as flashes of lightening thunder; as the tyranny of the acrimoniously
sweltering day evaporated every bit of it; into wisps of obsoletely disappearing
oblivion,
The cry of the bee was boisterously swarming; although it soon mellowed to an
inconspicuous trace of its original self; as the scent of the magnanimously everlasting
lotus unconquerably enshrouded everything above hard ground,
The cry of the seductress was ebulliently tantalizing; although it disappeared into the
ingredients of nothingness like a trice of a bullet; as the silken magic of the titillating
night soon gave way to the hideously monotonous day,

The cry of the clocktower was stringently meticulous; although it quickly subsided
into a corpse of morbid meaninglessness; as the lanky arm struck past the
wonderfully reverberating hour,
The cry of the rainbow was resplendently vivacious; although it fleetingly hid in its
shell of sequestered oblivion; as the blanket of poignantly crimson clouds soon took a
insurmountably bountiful grip of the fathomless sky,
The cry of the dewdrops was beautifully exhilarating; although it pathetically
evaporated into bits of open space; as soon as the Sun blazed to its domineeringly
profound radiance in the boundless sky,
The cry of the leaves was mystically seductive; although it transformed into a
diminutively subdued mellow; as the victoriously advancing gusty wind now became a
song of charismatic love,
The cry of the newly born was Omnisciently effusive; although it became a fugitive
impression of its ownself; as the years advanced and the web of inevitably insidious
commercialism took disgusting control,
The cry of the brain was fantastically unfathomable and incessantly exploring;
although it transited into an inferno of lackadaisical disparagement; as the savagery of
uncouth society salaciously overpowered every intricate arena of survival,
The cry of the conscience was irrefutably honest; although it sporadically manipulated
itself every now and again; as existence was of the most quintessentially paramount
importance amidst the pack of satanically lecherous wolves,
The cry of breath was charismatically sensuous; although it veritably finished in
limited amounts of unfurling time; as the strokes of destiny eventually had their
unavoidably final say,
But the cry of the heart was immortally unassailable; come what may; passionately
shuddering even centuries immemorial after wholesome diminishing of the bodily
form; perpetually uniting with God’s most pricelessly Omnipotent beats of love.

11. MAKE ME IMMUNE
Don’t make me immune to resplendent emotions; but make me irrefutably immune
to all those outrageously overruling them; brutally pulverizing them under a carpet of
insidious monotony,
Don’t make me immune to bountifully captivating beauty; but make me intransigently
immune to all those mercilessly marauding and ruthlessly neglecting it,
Don’t make me immune to fathomless lands of enchanting grass; but make me
incorrigibly immune to all those diabolically spitting and barbarically chopping them,
Don’t make me immune to undulating waves of the ravishing sea; but make me
irrevocably immune to all those derogatorily adulterating and corrupting them with
nuclear warfare,
Don’t make me immune to the astoundingly Omnipotent scent of the gregarious
lotus; but make me irretrievably immune to all those uncouthly devastating its
stupendous serenity; with their swords of bizarre commercialism,
Don’t make me immune to the majestically divine rays of the flamboyant Sun; but
make me unsurpassably immune to all those lecherously castigating them for their
sweltering shine,
Don’t make me immune to tantalizingly spell binding fantasy; but make me
irrevocably immune to all those invidiously massacring it with graveyards of
abhorrent prejudice,
Don’t make me immune to grandiloquently glittering gold coins; but make me
intractably immune to all those pompously tossing them; rather than helping
despicably beleaguered mankind,
Don’t make me immune to melodiously singing birds; but make me unfathomably
immune to all those tyrannically slitting their throats; to spuriously toast for
surreptitious nocturnal delights,
Don’t make me immune to the symbiotically harmonious religion of humanity; but
make me unprecedentedly immune to all those invidiously infiltrating it with
pathetically infinitesimal idiosyncrasies of caste; creed and discriminating color,

Don’t make me immune to unconquerably priceless truth; but make me dogmatically
immune to all those satanically degrading it with an acrimoniously fretful battlefield
of blatant lies,
Don’t make me immune to effusively jubilant tears; but make me wholesomely
immune to all those who kept relentlessly crying; despite having all the wealth on
this gorgeously fathomless Universe,
Don’t make me immune to immortally Omniscient martyrs; but make me boundlessly
immune to all those who insipidly ridiculed and forlornly condemned their acts of
gloriously altruistic heroism,
Don’t make me immune to the voluptuous shadows of sensuousness; but make me
overwhelmingly immune to all those tried to burn them in the swirl of abominably
clockwork machinery,
Don’t make me immune to ingratiatingly enigmatic mysticism; but make me
truculently immune to all those believing in nothing else but the disdainfully boring
ticktocking of time,
Don’t make me immune to synergistically surviving wildlife; but make me entirely
immune to all those beheading innocent animals; just to placate that inconspicuously
extra bit of taste in their nonchalant tongues,
Don’t make me immune to eternally fructifying friendship; but make me
uncompromisingly immune to all those salaciously trying to poison it with the fangs
of indescribably sordid greed,
Don’t make me immune to blissfully earthly and panoramically natural sounds; but
make me indomitably immune to all those agonizingly trying to trample them; with
the voices of threadbare superficiality,
Don’t make me immune to the heavenly seductive cisterns of pungent breath; but
make me timelessly immune to all those wanting to deliberately snap it; with
maelstroms of indiscriminately unending hatred,
And don’t make me immune to the immortally sacrosanct chapters of love and the
heart O! Almighty Lord; but make me perpetually immune to all those not harboring
respect for them; paving their way ahead in life like cold-blooded parasites.

12. BE FANATIC
Be fanatic; but solely for your fabulously glorious art; incessantly drowning in its
stupendously ingratiating glory; irrespective of what the uncouth society said,
Be fanatic; but solely for your philanthropic deeds; indefatigably helping all those
tormented whom you encountered in your way; with the inherently blossoming
benevolence in your palms,
Be fanatic; but solely for your friendship; manifesting it into the most invincible force
on this Universe; an unconquerable strength which handsomely mitigated pathetically
shivering living kind,
Be fanatic; but solely for your fantasy; unrelentingly dreaming in the aisles of
uncurbed desire; instilling fireballs of desire in every entity dithering lackadaisically
towards hopeless extinction,
Be fanatic; but solely for the magnificent beauty you witnessed; entrenching yourself
profusely in its royal swirl; disseminating its ravishingly enthralling essence; to each
gloomy corner of this Universe,
Be fanatic; but solely for the benevolence lingering profoundly in your soul;
indefatigably endeavoring your best to metamorphose all lechery on planet earth;
once again into a blissful paradise,
Be fanatic; but solely for the blood in your veins; the ubiquitously scarlet color of
which united you irrefutably with every religion of this world,
Be fanatic; but solely for the magnanimous smiles on your rubicund lips; the
rhapsodically uninhibited joy; which enlightened disastrously impoverished lives with
optimistic rays of hope,
Be fanatic; but solely for the enchantingly golden perspiration that dribbled from
your body; the scent of supremely satisfying hardwork; proving as a messiah for all
those rotting in the land of satanically dilapidated; shortcuts,
Be fanatic; but solely for the unfathomably melodious sounds that uttered from your
throat; bonding horrifically devastated souls with the unprecedented harmony in
your voice,

Be fanatic; but solely for the insurmountable fruits of nature you harnessed and
cherished; while the manipulative world outside; feasted on sleazy peppermint and
whiningly adulterated wine,
Be fanatic; but solely for the Herculean fortitude in your countenance; the
unflinching spirit with which you surged forward towards the corridors of prosperity;
uplifting your orphaned mates to light a perennial smile to their shattered lives,
Be fanatic; but solely for the unfinished aspirations of your parents; at times achieving
the most unsurpassably impossible; to let their souls sleep in eternally celestial rest,
Be fanatic; but solely for the impeccable child philandering in your bones; relentlessly
frolicking in the lap of your sacrosanct mother; far away from the manipulatively
diabolical vagaries of this planet; and the greedy licking a pile of worthless notes,
Be fanatic; but solely for the incomprehensible power in your wrists; massacring all
trace of horrendously stinking evil; forever with your unshakable sword of
impregnable righteousness,
Be fanatic; but solely for the ultimate passions engulfing each cranny of your
diminutive caricature; rising above the astronomical summits of the towering
mountains; to shake hands with the perpetually blazing Sun,
Be fanatic; but solely for your heart; incarcerating in it the soulmate of your dreams
resisting all malice; sharing and propagating with her all the goodness you could have
ever perceived; since the time you were born on mother earth,
Be fanatic; but solely for your chivalrously advancing footsteps; asking the Almighty
to bless you with the magical prowess of transforming each step you tread on; into a
paradise for the crumbling world outside,
And be fanatic; but solely for your life; ardently desiring to lead a countless more lives
in a single lifetime; provided that you soared above the clouds as each day unveiled
into an exotic night; affording the same to all fraternity of God’s precious living kind.

13. EVERY LIFE IS EMPTY
Every night is empty without its resplendent festoon of shimmering stars; paving a
path of mysticism through the dreary morbidity all around,
Every desert is empty without its majestically glistening carpet of sands; royally rising
and falling with the exuberantly blowing winds,
Every road is empty without its flurry of boisterously gallivanting traffic; granting
new dimensions all the time; to its never ending repertoire of enigmatic curves and
turns,
Every day is empty without its dynamically flamboyant Sun; bedazzling even the most
remotely dilapidated corners of this Universe; with a garland of magnetically golden
light,
Every throat is empty without its harmonious melody; the captivatingly rhapsodic
sound; that catapulted even the most impoverished; to an enchanting entrenchment
beyond realms of mesmerizing eternity,
Every mountain is empty without its irrefutably towering summits; kissing the clouds
unflinchingly as they seductively drifted by; proving an ultimate exemplary to all other
diminutive aspects of incarcerated life,
Every mind is empty without its unrelenting fountain of enthralling fantasies;
relentlessly exploring; discovering; and evolving into a waterfall of stupendous
newness; as each instant unveiled,
Every cloud is empty without its tantalizing droplets of rain; the unprecedented
enthrallment that it spell bindingly bestowed upon this planet; with its profusely
heavenly tumblers of water,
Every palm is empty without its unfathomable myriad of tingling destiny lines; the
magnanimous bifurcations which astoundingly governed; stardom and horrendous
pitfalls in a mans life,
Every ocean is empty without its ecstatic fish; the voluptuously ravishing elixir that
they imparted to the undulating waves; culminating into fireballs of desire before
clashing against the scintillating rocks,

Every calendar is empty without its meticulous array of dates; the most euphoric
depictions of days and weeks; propelling living kind on the path of radiantly
blooming prosperity,
Every flower is empty without its fabulously gorgeous fragrance; the scent that
handsomely pervaded even through the most heinous webs of uncouth lechery;
flooding dwindling souls all across the Universe; with vibrant light,
Every forest is empty without its untamed wilderness; the unsurpassable blend of leaf
and animal and stream; which weaved cloud covers of unparalleled excitement,
Every vein is empty without its scarlet rivulets of blood; the Omnipotent fuel to gush
forward with insurmountable fervor in life; the only religion that bonded all human
kind,
Every oyster is empty without its marvelously shimmering pearls; the incredulously
embellished globule which fulminated into vivacious happiness,
Every canvas is empty without its vivid splashes of color; inundating the sullen
atmosphere around with waves of poignant compassion; suddenly making drab
moments of life replete with astoundingly exotic charm,
Every conscience is empty without its invincible righteousness; the sacrosanct virtue
which made every organism feel as the richest alive; massacring the very essence of
blatantly coward lies; from the colossal trajectory of this planet,
Every heart is empty without its perpetual beats; the everlasting rhythm which
bonded all across boundless earth; in thunderbolts of insatiable passion; alike,
And every life is empty without its immortal love; the unconquerable soul mate of its
dreams; which was its very reason to dream of an infinite more lives; more
importantly in this lifetime; be blissfully breathing and alive.

14. EVERLASTING BEATS
Sinking countless kilometers beneath the rock bottom of my boots; as I witnessed the
insurmountably gigantic dinosaur making a final countdown for my bones,
Triumphantly bouncing towards a land higher than the summit of paradise; as I
achieved the most unprecedented ambition of my life,
Freezing ruthlessly to worse than a cold stone; as I heard the overwhelmingly gloomy
news; about the ghastly accident of my beloved,
Thunderously leaping out of my ardent chest; as I encountered the most fantastically
fabulous of my dreams; serendipitously by my side,
Escalating like a tumultuously rebellious inferno; when someone rubbed salt on my
nascently raw wounds; in the worst of my times,
Philandering through the tunnels of insatiably tingling desire; as I romanced with the
mate of my dreams; as streaks of electric lightening blazed ferociously in the cosmos,
Paralyzing to a frigidly dead bone; as I witnessed gargantuan flocks of unruly mob;
torch thousands of innocent alive,
Melting like a philanthropically benevolent candle; when the impeccable child caught
my hand; calling me father with profound newness lingering in the whites of his eye,
Wavering in profuse uncertainty; as I had to choose from amongst my sacrosanct
mother and enchanting wife; both of whom I loved incomprehensibly; and alike,
Shivering more painstakingly than boundless avalanches of condensed ice; as I
viewed my benign fellow mates; being lambasted traumatically from all sides,
Slithering in ecstatic frenzy in umpteenth directions; as I immaculately unveiled each
ingenious artistry of my bountiful brain,
Compassionately fortifying itself like an impregnable fortress; when I unflinchingly
marched towards the path of irrefutable truth; with the palms of my fellow comrades;
invincibly entwined in mine,

Shrinking to fathomless times of its original size; as I heard my name in God’s list of
those about to die; when I knew that this was the last time; of seeing my cherished
ones alive,
Glistening to a shade more flamboyant than the rising Sun; as I made my parents
proud of my conquests; proved it to the entire world outside; that I was equal to each
droplet of my divinely mothers milk,
Dancing in remorseful solitude; as I knew I had committed the most heinous act of
my life; as I knew that it was disparagingly hopeless; to reverse my quota of
inadvertently performed misdeeds,
Forcefully fulminating to be instantaneously released; as I was imprisoned in the land
of traitors; in the corridors of those who sinfully condemned God and priceless
humanity,
Dying inconspicuously in its rudimentary roots; as I saw the magnanimous entity who
gave me birth; being lowered down in her ghastly tomb,
And living an infinite lives in a single life; an infinite instants of happiness in a single
moment; when it immortally bonded with the ultimate love of its fervently
adventurous existence,
Was my passionately throbbing heart; unequivocally ensuring that I survived till my
last breath as the richest man alive; a richness not able to be manipulated or
purchased by any spurious wealth; a richness of its sacredly everlasting beats.

15. MORE STRANGER
Truth is sometimes stranger than; the most intriguing of spell binding fiction,
Reality is sometimes stranger than; the most unfathomably rhapsodic of fantasy; the
dreams that insatiably lingered beyond the untamed realms of imagination,
Pragmatism is sometimes more stranger than; the most fascinating scriptures of art;
the mesmerizing silhouettes of the incredulous valley,
Sunlight is sometimes more stranger than; the charismatic mysticism of the majestic
night; the festoon of resplendently twinkling stars which shimmered relentlessly into
a world of stupendous enthrallment,
Stones are sometimes more stranger than; the brazenly undulating ocean; unfurling
into an unprecedented world of enigma; as each wave escalated towards boundlessly
blue sky,
Alphabets are sometimes more stranger than; melodiously enchanting tunes;
perpetually lingering in an ocean of supreme titillation and unbelievable excitement,
Sweat is sometimes more stranger than; surreally evoking shadow; royally blending
with golden dust; at the onset of mesmerizing twilight,
Boredom is sometimes more stranger than; intransigently augmenting reverie; which
casts its exotic spell for times beyond eternal eternity,
Honesty is sometimes more stranger than; surreptitiously curvaceous lies; astutely
eluding and eloping in tunnels of unparalleled mystique,
Simplicity is sometimes more stranger than; voluptuously enamoring mascara;
inevitably seducing the most sagacious; in webs of uncontrollable desire,
Staring is sometimes more stranger than; anecdotes of flirtatious winking; evoking a
volcano of uncanny attraction; an electricity between entities; existing even poles
apart,
Numerals are sometimes more stranger than; insurmountable lines of heavenly
poetry; dancing in the aisles of romantic captivation and magnetic desire,

Rules are sometimes more stranger than; uninhibited dormitories of astronomical
freedom; the incomprehensibly unrestricted will to do as you like,
Candidness is sometimes more stranger than; the opposite poles of two magnets;
triggering fireballs of cataclysmic passion in the cosmos; the very instant that they
met,
Unemployment is sometimes more stranger than; astounding versatility; the
unbelievably miraculous prowess of a tangible organism to attempt infinite
things at a time,
Humility is sometimes more stranger than; the bountifully divine; spawning a whole
new chapter of existence; as the winds of desire profusely descended,
Maturity is sometimes more stranger than; the innocuously bouncing infant; who
discovered resplendently blossoming paradise; at every step he majestically tread,
Conventions are sometimes more stranger than; the compassionately gorgeous
entrenchment of sizzling romance; desirously uniting two souls as one,
And death is sometimes more stranger; than vivaciously flamboyant life; which
unfurled each tomorrow with waves of charming bliss; with summits of perpetual
happiness.

16. MY IMPOVERISHED LIFE
A robust framework of tantalizing flesh; for the pertinently hovering mosquito;
stealthily eyeing it for his chance of devastating the same,
A titillating island of amalgamated mincemeat; for the murderously wandering lethal
jawed crocodile,
A fascinating chunk of skin for the menacing scorpion; snaring its deadly pincers
insidiously towards it; as the Sun transcended well beyond the horizons,
A golden raspberry; for the boisterously buzzing humming bee; relishing on its
immaculately glowing periphery; to sing and celestially sleep,
A sporadically hollow trunk; for the merrily philandering squirrel; finding
insurmountable heaven in the hollow caverns of its compassionate nostrils
and lips,
A ray of optimistic light; for the rampantly loitering worms; crawling into the
flamboyantly dynamic apertures of its eye; as ghastly nightfall superceded the
heroic day,
A source of incessant entertainment; for the painstakingly persevering tortoise;
getting a ravishingly splendid reprieve from its tireless spells of boredom and languid
despondence,
An ingratiatingly juicy fruit; for the ominously slithering python; greedily viewing the
charismatic gait with which it transgressed,
A delectably crunchy shell; for the preposterously gigantic shark; engulfing its brutal
jaws; over its composite conglomerate of mesmerizing flesh and bones,
A fountain of spellbindingly fresh blood; for the hideously uncouth bats; who
descended like a tumultuously thunderous maelstrom upon its impeccably
shimmering demeanor,
A delightfully prospective client; for the rustic barber; who basked in the realms of
stupendous joy while trimming a mountain of hair and bushy beard; from its humble
caricature,

An innocent rabbit; for the treacherously murderous criminals; massacring it to
infinite bits of minuscule chowder; after ruthlessly evacuating its share of wealth and
happiness,
An alluringly voluptuous bone; for the barbaric butcher; stuffing his pockets with
astronomical wealth; after trading its indispensable organs of salubrious meat,
A revitalizingly fortified biscuit; for the vociferously growling wolf; pouncing on it
devilishly; the instant he even ethereally glimpsed at it,
A magnificently royal feast; for the diabolical vultures flapping around; enveloping it
from all ends; horrendously depraving it of the tiniest iota of blood and vital
ingredient,
An innocuously compact hill of cheese; for the obnoxiously piquant teethed battalion
of mice; relentlessly nibbling on its majestic periphery to reduce it to a corpse; more
horrifically distorted than the graves,
A monotonously robotic machine; for the satanically manipulative boss; extricating its
potential to the unimaginably unprecedented; before dumping it in the gutter like a
piece of orphaned shit,
An infinitesimal molecule; for the Almighty Lord; treating it as he treated every other
organism; that he had evolved on the trajectory of this wonderfully fathomless
Universe,
But an immortal ocean of love solely for your heart; proliferating into an infinite lives
with each of its princely beats; every time it had a chance to be born again; was my
impoverished life.

17. HATCHING OPEN
The skies hatch open into bountiful Sunshine; flamboyantly blazing through every
morbidly corner of this fathomless Universe,
The waterfalls hatch open into rhapsodically tangy froth; culminating into a whirlpool
of tumultuous excitement; after clashing against the royal rocks,
The eggs hatch open into mesmerizing fledglings; deluging the serene atmosphere
with their indefatigable flurry of impeccable cries,
The trees hatch open into celestial fruits; the indispensably tantalizing fodder to
sustain; every anecdote of mystical life,
The throat hatches open into an unfathomable myriad of sounds; an astounding
armory of insinuations; dexterously maneuvering all mankind,
The valley’s hatch open into incomprehensible enigma; instilling new found
happiness; in the lives of insanely frustrated souls,
The gutter hatches open into fetidly smelling stench; abominably disrupting the
harmony of the divine winds floating around,
The prisons hatch open into abhorrent malice; harboring overwhelming ill will and
insidious hatred,
The eyes hatch open into profound streams of intricate empathy; unrelentingly
seeking for the compassionate mates of their dreams,
The flesh hatches into a complete organism; incredulously functioning to God’s every
marvelously Omnipotent command,
The cow hatches open into sacrosanct pails of milk; tirelessly fortifying exuberant
bones to decimate; the tiniest trace of evil from the complexion of this soil,
The scalp hatches open into an unsurpassable conglomerate of ravishing hair;
whistling and drifting tantalizingly with the ecstatic wind,
The bees hatch open into a glorious fountain of stupendously sweet honey; pacifying
the fires of condemnable crime; for everlasting times,

The pearl hatches open into a paradise of insatiable shine; enriching impoverished
entities rotting around; in an entrenchment of beauty and timeless captivation,
The lips hatch open into a philanthropic smile; disseminating the essence of immortal
humanity; to those quarters of this globe enveloped with ghastly grime,
The devil hatches open into lecherous devastation; sucking blood from innocuous
organisms on this planet; only to be pulverized to raw ash by the Omnisciently divine,
The spider hatches open into a silvery web; transgressing majestically across its silken
strands; like thunderbolts of lightening descending from scarlet sky,
The grave hatches open into despondently unfinished desires; dissatisfied souls
invidiously trying to get an ominous stranglehold on mankind,
The conscience hatches open into irrefutable righteousness; overruling baseless
frigidity with perpetual strokes of unconquerable honesty,
And the heart hatches opens into boundless love; exploring; discovering; embracing;
diffusing its infinite forms all across this princely earth; and in the end becoming an
immortal slave of its Godly rhyme.

18. EACH LIFE LOVES
Each star twinkles,
Each rose scents,
Each clock ticks,
Each cloud drifts,
Each arm sweats,
Each lip smiles,
Each skin bleeds,
Each eye winks,
Each wind blows,
Each wave undulates,
Each echo mystifies,
Each seed sprouts,
Each mother bears,
Each pig gobbles,
Each fist curls,
Each ball rolls,
Each icecube melts,
Each bird flies,
Each cloth sequesters,
Each dungeon darkens,
Each soul stupefies,
Each nightingale mesmerizes,
Each tooth chews,
Each mosquito bites,
Each peacock blossoms,
Each lion roars,
Each mind dreams,
Each organism evolves,
Each soldier immortalizes,
Each shape signifies,
Each battle vindicates,
Each nose smells,
Each waterfall diffuses,
Each path leads,
Each summit personifies,
Each ideal enlightens,
Each ray brightens,
Each scorpion stings,
Each gutter stinks,

Each tongue satiates,
Each demeanor shadows,
Each root embeds,
Each cow milks,
Each glue sticks,
Each mirror reflects,
Each trend innovates,
Each beauty enchants,
Each destiny enthralls,
Each embrace intimates,
Each stare captivates,
Each pearl scintillates,
Each muscle fortifies,
Each game rejuvenates,
Each effort achieves,
Each foot tramples,
Each ambition drives,
Each lie decimates,
Each manipulation massacres,
Each passion fulminates,
Each wing flaps,
Each journey explores,
Each arrow wounds,
Each talent blooms,
Each mission idolizes,
Each example symbolizes,
Each joy celebrates,
Each tear commiserates,
Each emulation falsifies,
Each experience realizes,
Each desire erupts,
Each benevolence proliferates,
Each proof validates,
Each violence rebels,
Each sleep replenishes,
Each idea metamorphoses,
Each adjective enhances,
Each antiseptic heals,
Each parasite clings,
Each insult pinches,
Each nail scratches,
Each dog barks,
Each bee hums,
Each duck quacks,

Each squirrel nibbles,
Each feeling bonds,
Each silence blesses,
Each rebuke vomits,
Each spider weaves,
Each flame ignites,
Each eraser rubs,
Each brick constructs,
Each dolphin delights,
Each raspberry enthuses,
Each acid burns,
Each insinuation intrigues,
Each leaf withers,
Each snake hisses,
Each pirate plunders,
Each prince rules,
Each enigma eludes,
Each truth eternalizes,
Each emblem patronizes,
Each story modernizes,
Each whip tyrannizes,
Each raconteur soliloquizes,
Each shackle traumatizes,
Each beat pulsates,
Each wine intoxicates,
Each beam dazzles,
Each sword slashes,
Each advertisement beguiles,
Each feather tickles,
Each fire blazes,
Each matchstick incinerates,
Each droplet pacifies,
Each complication tenses,
Each sport recharges,
Each whisper reverberates,
Each model exposes,
Each commodity sells,
Each death depresses,
Each height impresses,
Each relationship harnesses,
Each inspiration leads,
Each medicine rehabilitates,
Each knife cuts,
Each noose strangulates,

Each tail wags,
Each desert simmers,
Each farmer ploughs,
Each scepter protects,
Each conviction delivers,
Each ink embosses,
Each fish swims,
Each frog croaks,
Each leech sucks,
Each astringent cleans,
Each wall defends,
Each cream titillates,
Each desire mellows,
Each romance flowers,
Each monster growls,
Each lunatic frenzies,
Each lover exultates,
Each revolution perseveres,
Each knot entangles,
Each reward astonishes,
Each cynosure reveals,
Each impersonation cheats,
Each coalition unites,
Each sharing satisfies,
Each yawn isolates,
Each poking irritates,
Each design synchronizes,
Each dimension accurates,
Each earthquake devastates,
Each misdeed penalizes,
Each thorn pierces,
Each picture portrays,
Each scowl abhors,
Each lock incarcerates,
Each key unveils,
Each bone crunches,
Each storm transcends,
Each stream gurgles,
Each fountain cascades,
Each suspense chills,
Each grave dooms,
Each cuckoo sings,
Each butterfly frolicks,
Each chameleon changes,

Each sadist tortures,
Each fist clenches,
Each neck rotates,
Each bank secures,
Each handshake binds,
Each repetition emphasizes,
Each panther gallops,
Each fox manipulates,
Each froth tantalizes,
Each caricature mocks,
Each ride frees,
Each hook captures,
Each horizon expands,
Each platform resurrects,
Each foothold maneuvers,
Each sheep bleats,
Each fountain cascades,
Each icecream cools,
Each candle melts,
Each rain stimulates,
Each bicycle pedals,
Each fossil recounts,
Each chocolate ravishes,
Each dragon snares,
Each rat squeaks,
Each sponge compresses,
Each spring rebounds,
Each thumbprint qualifies,
Each age teaches,
Each situation demands,
Each nostalgia yearns,
Each caress stirs,
Each encouragement revives,
Each elastic stretches,
Each file stores,
Each boundary limits,
Each mouth speaks,
Each wave ebbs,
Each bliss bestows,
Each salute respects,
Each cancer debilitates,
Each loss cripples,
Each scenery fascinates,
Each sunshine optimizes,

Each worm burrows,
Each flamingo hibernates,
Each crocodile pulverizes,
Each voluptuous excites,
Each lover sacrifices,
Each possessive obsesses,
Each support amalgamates,
Each ant irritates,
Each speck floats,
Each politician promises,
Each bat suspends,
Each rendezvous intimates,
Each spontaneity renews,
Each marauding destructs,
Each fever disorients,
Each utopia incantates,
Each burglar pilfers,
Each bludgeon strikes,
Each success inspires,
Each imagination transpires,
Each cheek blushes,
Each greed empties,
Each umbrella shelters,
Each culture cares,
Each smoke smolders,
Each film stars,
Each lick wets,
Each melody enthralls,
Each cognition triggers,
Each meditation concentrates,
Each cat meows,
Each volcano erupts,
Each tornado entrenches,
Each python swallows,
Each art expresses,
Each word exemplifies,
Each balance weighs,
Each nerve connects,
Each reflection magnifies,
Each magnet attracts,
Each philanthropism appreciates,
Each demon intimidates,
Each infant cries,
Each balloon bursts,

Each beak pecks,
Each envious condemns,
Each dawn embellishes,
Each infection spreads,
Each massage recharges,
Each host serves,
Each tip epitomizes,
Each soil cultivates,
Each bomb devastates,
Each enclosure obfuscates,
Each garland felicitates,
Each facility facilitates,
Each goodness prevails,
Each current electrocutes,
Each toy plays,
Each fairy marvels,
Each window overlooks,
Each eyeball moistens,
Each trendsetter motivates,
Each messiah ameliorates,
Each pagan violates,
Each mist obscures,
Each pain perpetuates,
Each humanitarian helps,
Each oil greases,
Each draught whistles,
Each conscience guides,
Each monotony exhausts,
Each drama evokes,
Each karma consecrates,
Each religion cares,
Each breath lives,
Each heart palpitates,
Each body relishes,
Each existence decides,
And each life loves.

19. ART AND MANIPULATION
Art immortalizes,
Manipulation wanders in realms of traumatized hell.
Art stupefies,
Manipulation is a balloon of monotony which augments by the unfurling second.
Art mesmerizes,
Manipulation rots in dungeons of stagnation.
Art fortifies,
Manipulation collapses even before it rises from the ground.
Art blossoms,
Manipulation is a vicious whirlwind which always recoils.
Art embraces,
Manipulation strangulates beyond realms of suffocation.
Art showers,
Manipulation salaciously dries every droplet of blood that serenely cascades.
Art tantalizes,
Manipulation annihilates fantasy from its very roots.
Art symbolizes,
Manipulation disdainfully infiltrates irrefutable truth.
Art innovates,
Manipulation puts all dreams to an obnoxious standstill.
Art sings,
Manipulation is the origin of all obstreperous abuse.
Art harbors,
Manipulation ruins the mightiest to raw grains of inconspicuous ash.
Art unites,
Manipulation profoundly dismantles the crux of blissful humanity.

Art enlightens,
Manipulation perpetually fails to break the walls of despair.
Art smiles,
Manipulation brutally sucks the tiniest trace of jubilation in life.
Art entices,
Manipulation repels even the most horrendous battalion of mosquitoes.
Art intoxicates,
Manipulation buries a man breathing celestially beneath his grave.
Art succeeds,
Manipulation rots in corridors of gloom even after amassing unfathomable wealth.
Art blesses,
Manipulation snatches the most cherished people from your life.
Art evolves,
Manipulation puts dismal brakes to the captivating spell of newness and excitement.
Art ignites,
Manipulation spills profuse nonchalance since the first cry of beautiful life.
Art dazzles,
Manipulation extinguishes every trace of light basking in the glory of truth; on the
trajectory of this boundless planet.
Art dedicates,
Manipulation insidiously changes color every instant of the day; disappearing
brusquely like a deceptive mirage; at the slightest of difficulty.
Art conquers,
Manipulation devastates innocuous angels into lecherous parasites.
Art fulminates,
Manipulation sequesters in horrifically dark vicinities of self imposed doom.
Art epitomizes,
Manipulation melts treacherously into the aisles of nothingness as each minute
unveils.
Art purifies,
Manipulation adds dismal stains to the most sacrosanct of mothers milk.

Art intrigues,
Manipulation satanically massacres your ability to think beyond spurious laws of
management.
Art perceives,
Manipulation is an invidiously sinister game; of one man trying to incessantly
overtopple the other.
Art personifies,
Manipulation slithers miserably on the devils blood coated footsteps.
Art frees,
Manipulation commences and ends capsized in chains of abominable slavery.
Art reveres,
Manipulation is a blatant expletive which emanates from the hedonistic mouth.
Art romanticizes,
Manipulation extricates every diminutive iota of love trapped
compassionately in the veins.
Art exultates,
Manipulation jeopardizes the very roots of spell binding fantasy.
Art teaches,
Manipulation evaporates holistic reminisces; to withered leaves never coming to
life again.
Art unveils,
Manipulation chops your wings even before you learn to fly.
Art ameliorates,
Manipulation exacerbates even non existent pain to the most unprecedented limits.
Art defends,
Manipulation surrenders even after reaching the absolute zenith of victory.
Art challenges,
Manipulation trips you into the dungeon of pathetic cowardice for centuries
immemorial.
Art mingles,
Manipulation rips apart the most intimate of friends like obsoletely remote aliens.

Art rehabilitates,
Manipulation poisons the most congenial seeds of love; to beyond the tenterhooks of
extinction.
Art propagates,
Manipulation pulverizes pearls of prudent wisdom before they diffuse from the
rubicund lips.
Art magnifies,
Manipulation shrinks the most impregnable of countenance to a stature less than the
ants.
Art exemplifies,
Manipulation slaughters all power of everlasting rhyme and perspicacious reasoning.
Art imparts,
Manipulation terrorizes you to relinquish all beyond what you had ever imbibed.
Art consecrates,
Manipulation devastates the most synergistic of relationships to summits of devilish
prejudice.
Art solves,
Manipulation triggers tumult; transforming every utopia into wholesomely solitary
graveyards.
Art charms,
Manipulation sardonically relieves you of overwhelmingly poignant spice in life.
Art bestows,
Manipulation sucks all benevolence; philanthropically entwined in your soul.
And Art is the very reason I could take birth an infinite times,
While O! Almighty Lord; keep manipulation away even from the most decaying
framework of my dead bones; each time I left for my heavenly abode.

20. ULTIMATE REALITY
Fantasy is a milestone,
Truth is the ultimate reality.
Whisper is a mesmerizing sedative,
Voice of the conscience is the ultimate reality.
Clouds are an ethereal fascination,
Sky is the ultimate reality.
Accidents are an evanescent bruise,
Death is the ultimate reality.
Stars are titillation of the night,
Flaming Sun is the ultimate reality.
Photograph is a magnanimous depiction,
The living are the ultimate reality.
Offsprings keep proliferating in every quarter of the Universe,
Sacrosanct mother is the ultimate reality.
Bees swarm boisterously all throughout the day,
Mesmerizing nightingale is the ultimate reality.
Flurry of blatant lies evaporates into wisps of obsolete oblivion,
Irrefutable truth is the ultimate reality.
Grandiloquent ink depicts marvelous glory,
The pages of destiny are the ultimate reality.
Tantalizing globules of sweat captivate the remotest of alien,
Persevering hardwork is the ultimate reality.
Seductive flesh is a transient sensation,
Charismatic beauty is the ultimate reality.
Flirtation melts like frigid beeswax,
Friendship is the ultimate reality.
Scents wear off as the hours unfurl,

Enchanting rose is the ultimate reality.
Kites flap gregariously and then descend,
Euphoric wind is the ultimate reality.
Sharks glide in majestic unison to pulverize their prey,
Rhapsodic ocean is the ultimate reality.
Religion ironically enthralls with its armory of countless nuances,
Philanthropic humanity is the ultimate reality.
Moonshine perpetuates through the blanket of ghastly darkness,
Marvelously enlightening dawn is the ultimate reality.
Dreams are incarcerating avalanches of ice frenziedly distorting shape,
Actions are the ultimate reality.
Teamwork is a stepping stone towards the zenith of success,
Trust is the ultimate reality.
Panthers growl instills a wave of uncanny fear,
Rampant wilderness is the ultimate reality.
Innovation is a streak of dynamic flamboyance,
Blessed intelligence is the ultimate reality.
Abuses are temporary fulminations of the mind,
The pen of the Almighty Creator is the ultimate reality.
Lightening is an inconspicuous spark of electricity in the cosmos,
The ocean of darkness is a perpetual reality.
Mosquito bite is an infinitesimally pertinent,
Compromise with existence is the ultimate reality.
The bars of prison are a hedonistic submission,
Interiors of satanic corpse are the ultimate reality.
Mountains buckle down like soggy matchsticks under earthquakes,
The summit of conviction is the ultimate reality.
Steroids stimulate traces of newfound power,
The ramifications of the heart are the ultimate reality.

Currency triggers smiles more bombastic than the heavens at times,
Wholehearted satisfaction is the ultimate reality.
Exemplifications alleviate stress to substantive degrees,
Acceptance is the ultimate reality.
Fairies dance to give you the most exotic times of your life,
The cry of the cuckoo every morning is the ultimate reality.
Glitter of gold lasts only till the last winds of night,
The compassionate caress of your mother is the ultimate reality.
Silken strands of spidery web thrill beyond the realms of exhaustion,
The lethal sting of wholesome extinction is the ultimate reality.
Cuddling your baby an infinite times revitalized your dreary senses to the epitome of
optimism,
Each act of benevolence is the ultimate reality.
Slithering bare chested on soil impregnated tremors of pleasure,
Devotion to the cause of Almighty God is the ultimate reality.
Tears are momentary radiations of profound suffering,
Sorrow is the ultimate reality.
Attraction is a vivid chain of primordial passion,
Bondage is the ultimate reality.
Skin extinguishes in entirety with advancing years of life,
The everlasting soul is the ultimate reality.
Royal imagery puts you in trance for cardinal parts of the day,
Poetry is the ultimate reality.
Advertising is a baseless spectrum of gimmicks which enthrall,
Dedication towards the divine is the ultimate reality.
Dwelling harbors you from the diabolical devil,
Enigma is the ultimate reality.
Frolicking in the meadows rekindles your diminishing energies a trifle,
The valley of exultating adventure is the ultimate reality.
Wink triggers avalanches of flirtation and naughtiness,
Concentration is the ultimate reality.

Caress embodies feelings to the most supreme core,
Uninhibited sharing is the ultimate reality.
Bornfires stupefy as they escalate towards the cosmos,
Untamed passion is the ultimate reality.
Superstitions are ephemerally efficacious,
Omnipresent Lord is the ultimate reality.
Business is a rejuvenating parasite adding spice and wealth to life,
Art is the ultimate reality.
And infatuation is storm which gradually disappears,
Immortal love is the ultimate reality.

21. NEWNESS
Be it in the very first rays of ethereally magnificent dawn; enlightening every cranny
of despairingly flagrant blackness with unfathomably unceasing majesty,
Be it in the nimble squeaking of the freshly born infant; profoundly enrapturing
monotonously usurped existence; with an unprecedented power to forever survive,
Be it in the transiently hood-winking beams of the vivaciously uninhibited rainbow;
casting their magic on every fretfully beleaguered bone; till times beyond infinite
infinity,
Be it in the pristinely nascent shoots sprouting from the corrugated branches of the
tree; delightfully swaying in insatiable ecstasy with the virile currents of summer wind,
Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was what I was inexhaustibly
searching for every unfurling minute of the day and night; Newness was what tingled
every aspect of my existence till even beyond the realms of eternal paradise; O! Yes
Newness was what my soul wanted to seek till even countless births after I died.
1.
Be it in the unrestrictedly artistic lines scrawled on barren canvas; embellishing the
chapter of mundanely manipulative survival today; with unceasingly copious rivers of
color and vibrant charm,
Be it in the infantile trickle of water dribbling painstakingly from the scorched rocks;
bounteously perpetuating the sweltering atmosphere around with unbelievably
rhapsodic exhilaration,
Be it in the faintly rupturing of the outlines of the immaculate egg; blissfully
announcing the arrival of unparalleled exuberance; in a world of otherwise
preposterously shriveled decay,
Be it in the premature formation of pearly white mists in the sky; triggering a ray of
tantalizingly unsurpassable hope in one and all alike on bereaved earth; that sensuous
rain was soon about to fall,
searching for every unfurling minute of the day and night; Newness was what made
me feel the most pricelessly insuperable organism alive; O! Yes Newness was what

my soul wanted to seek till even countless births after I died.
2.
Be it in the sporadic bouts of laughter of the ebulliently innocuous child; making
truculently agonized heart’s all across this boundless Universe; melt and frolic into
the meadows of effulgent childhood,
Be it in the incoherently optimistic quacking of the fledgling swans; trying to
timelessly disseminate the message of egalitarian peace towards endless sky and
emollient earth; wonderfully alike,
Be it in the inconspicuously sensitive dewdrop on the blade of ravenously enthralling
grass; radiating into a beam of perpetually golden righteousness; with the first rays of
the Sun,
Be it in the intrepidly adventurous wave disappearing wholesomely into the horizons
and deep sea; permeating even bit of the gruesomely bedraggled ambience around
with celestially tangy happiness,
searching for every unfurling minute of the day and night; Newness was what
unconquerably fuelled every ingredient of my blood to pump life; O! Yes Newness
was what my soul wanted to seek till even countless births after I died.
3.
Be it in the singular star that regally twinkled in the grotestquely cloudy and foggily
obfuscated night; granting glorious reprieve from a countless inadvertently
committed sins,
Be it in the match-boxed minuscule hutment barren without any quintessential
amenity of life; yet with a roof so compassionate; that it sequestered you from
the most devastating of storm and rain,
Be it in the inarticulately indefatigable buzzing of the bumble bee; spawning into
cisterns of invaluably harmonious nectar; a sweetness which no power on this
turgid earth could ever transcend or destroy,
Be it in the whisper of the fugitively nubile maiden; engendering every pore on the
satanically lambasted skin to excitedly stand; even as she extinguished into
a valley of nothingness; sooner than she had arrived,

Be it in the infinitesimally silken beat of the heart; which arose towards the cosmos
for just an instant; but united the entire estranged Universe in chords of immortal
love; before it veritably died,
searching for every unfurling minute of the day and night; Newness was what
propelled me to procreate countless more of my very own humanitarian kind; O! Yes
Newness was what my soul wanted to seek till even countless births after I died.

22. FROM THE DEVIL’S PERSPECTIVE
If you viewed the majestic deserts from the forlornly turgid cloud’s perspective;
they’d seem to be nothing else; but impoverished beggars rotting in the graveyards of
hell since times immemorial,
If you viewed innocuous flesh from the treacherously venomous scorpions
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but a ludicrously dwindling bait; exhaling its
very last plumes of preposterously extinguishing existence,
If you viewed pristine eyes from the vindictively vituperative bat’s perspective; they’d
seem to be nothing else; but uxoriously slavering eggs of vicious infidelity; waiting to
be pierced and unsparingly bludgeoned till even beyond the corpses of hell,
If you viewed the Omnipotent Sun from the cadaverously sinister night’s perspective;
it’d seem to be nothing else; but a hedonistically menacing barbecue; roasting every
conceivable entity into inconspicuously livid ash,
If you viewed poignant blood from the delinquently scurrilous parasite’s perspective;
it’d seem to be nothing else; but the most savagely scrumptious meal; ever born on
the trajectory of this boundless Universe,
If you viewed uninhibited happiness from the haplessly deadened skeleton’s
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but the most spuriously unsolicited
idiosyncrasy; squandering without any ostensible reason or rhyme on the lap of soil,
If you viewed sagacious literacy from the indiscriminately beheading murderer’s
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but a fecklessly wastrel bug; an
unfathomably heinous prison wasting countless hours of the world,
If you viewed the divinely mother from the salaciously corrupt politicians
perspective; she’d seem to be nothing else; but an inanely squatting and baselessly
lascivious spider; which needed to be endlessly squelched under the pretext of
delirious ambition and barbarous desire,
If you viewed fragrant soil from the tyrannically monotonous builder’s perspective;
it’d seem to be nothing else; but another bundle of meaninglessly brown feces; which
needed to be ruptured and brutally excoriated to the most unprecedented limits; so
that uncouth structures of stone could enlighten the sky,

If you viewed the unadulterated infant from the profanely plucking vulture’s
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but an ephemeral speck of morning
breakfast; whose eyeball’s needed to be ghastily devoured as dessert; after
iconoclastically snapping apart the blood and fledgling bones,
If you viewed the regal painting from the hoarsely emaciated beggar’s perspective; it’d
seem to be nothing else; but a wonderful begging bowl; in which could be blissfully
accumulated the entire coin- collection of the sweltering day,
If you viewed the eternal meadow from the indefatigably crunching dinosaur’s
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but a chunk of soggily slandering
cake; disappearing into remorseful nothingness at the tiniest exhalation of breath,
If you viewed the enchanting rainbow from the inexhaustibly cold-blooded
crocodile’s perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but an unsurpassably appetizing
delicacy; that needed to be tirelessly munched till times beyond infinite infinity,
If you viewed the spell-binding eyelashes from the truculent butcher’s perspective;
they’d seem to be nothing else; but a fringe of lifeless hair; that would do
astoundingly well to garnish the silhouettes of the red meat just unceremoniously
cooked,
If you viewed the truthful conscience from the satanically grotesque ghost’s
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but a coffin of raunchily asphyxiating
darkness; devastating countless in its gruesomely amorphous swirl,
If you viewed the intricately hollow ears from the ballistically stinging spider’s
perspective; they’d seem to be nothing else; but lifelessly morbid hollows in which
could spawn the most gratuitously ribald of silken web,
If you viewed perennially burgeoning breath from the lugubriously obsolete
grave’s perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but insurmountably decayed air;
which would forever spread cursedly appalling doom,
If you viewed limitlessly blessed life from the invidiously torturous death’s
perspective; it’d seem to be nothing else; but gallows of gorily cumbersome oblivion;
which massacred more vociferously than ever before; as each instant unveiled,
And if you viewed immortal love from the unceasingly marauding devil’s perspective;
it’d seem to be nothing else; but the immeasurably insidious valley of betrayal; which
snapped the wings of compassionately unequivocal relationship; without the slightest
of chance to relent.

23. AN INFINITE TIMES BETTER
Even the most parsimoniously slavering form of light; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly ghoulish mortuary of treacherously asphyxiating darkness,
Even the most infinitesimally diminutive form of strength; is an infinite times better
than the endless coffins of remorsefully decrepit fear,
Even the most inconspicuously ethereal form of water; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly crucifying and barbarously sweltering sand of the desert,
Even the most nimbly mercurial form of vivaciousness; is an infinite times better
than the endlessly ghastly jungles of concretely unemotional monotony,
Even the most fugitively nonchalant form of literacy; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly dolorous well of ignominiously lambasting unemployment,
Even the most inconspicuously disappearing form of happiness; is an infinite times
better than the endlessly hopeless dungeon of inexplicably besmirched sadness,
Even the most ephemerally silent form of faithfulness; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly salacious road to vindictively vituperative betrayal,
Even the most inanely tiny form of dwelling; is an infinite times better than the
endlessly whiplashed body aimlessly sauntering on boundless kilometers of
lackadaisical mud,
Even the most moderately stingy form of food; is an infinite times better than the
endlessly devastating battlefield of baselessly torturous and brutally incarcerating
hunger,
Even the most evanescently measly form of fruit; is an infinite times better than the
endlessly crucifying gallows of disastrously wretched impotency,
Even the most frugally abstemious form of speech; is an infinite times better than the
endlessly obsolete mist of acrimoniously orphaned and preposterously wanton
dumbness,
Even the most transiently small form of selflessness; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly prejudiced ghosttown of salaciously parasitic greed,

Even the most minutely petite form of compassion; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly bereaved icicles of frigidly obfuscated and lugubriously shriveled
nothingness,
Even the most prematurely microscopic form of artistry; is an infinite times better
than the endlessly tyrannized jail of cold-bloodedly massacring and indiscriminately
obnoxious debauchery,
Even the most truncatedly miniature form of honesty; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly horrifying apocalypses of flagrantly sordid lies,
Even the most rarely measured forms of humanity; are an infinite times better than
the endlessly dogmatic tunnel of rampantly blood-sucking crime,
Even the most fadingly teeny forms of wisdom; are an infinite times better than the
endlessly unsolicited feces of lecherously wastrel foolishness,
Even the most restrictedly Spartan form of love; is an infinite times better than the
endlessly pulverizing hell of abhorrently malicious and acridly hedonistic betrayal,
Even the most rapidly disappearing form of enchantment; is an infinite times better
than the endlessly squelching maelstrom of deliriously pugnacious loneliness,
And even the most laconically wrinkled form of life; is an infinite times better than
the endlessly scurrilous and torturously exonerating noose of mercilessly
demeaning death.

24. A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER
Every day as you arose at the crackle of mesmerizing dawn; you blossomed
into celestial freshness; wholesomely shirking the hideously monstrous monotony of
the previous bedraggled day,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of blissful dawn; you wholeheartedly
smiled the smile of your life; as the Omnipotently golden rays of the Sun smooched
you in euphoric entirety,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of enchanting dawn; you became oblivious to
the treacherously barbarous tyrannies meted upon you; as even the most
infinitesimally inane of your senses completely coalesced with the panoramic mists of
mother nature,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of effulgent dawn; you insatiably urged to
defecate your miserably asphyxiated bowels; mollify your bereaved stomach with
delectably fresh fruit and sparkling water,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of rhapsodic dawn; you devoutly resolved never
to repeat your mistakes of the past; astoundingly train every of your delinquent nerve;
to perennially surge forward to eternal success,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of bountiful dawn; you profoundly reminisced
new memories of your majestically uninhibited childhood; when you cared a damn
about this manipulative planet; compassionately suckling in the lap of your heavenly
mother,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of victorious dawn; you chalked out
countless distinct strategies to irrefutably vanquish the indiscriminately rampaging
devil; inexhaustibly striving for complete freedom of your mind; body and soul,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of poignant dawn; you found the intensity of
scarlet blood in your veins more profuse than ever; to holistically survive in times that
were good as well as diabolically bad,
Every day as you arose at the crackle of Omniscient dawn; you felt an inexorable
fervor to discover encapsulating every cranny of your persona; alleviating you from
the most severest of your wanton depression; into the aisles of timeless proliferation,

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