Poetry

1. MY LOVE STILL LAY IN YOUR HEART
I might have reached the astronomical summit of bountiful prosperity; assimilating
unfathomable wealth in the tenure of my short life,
But my childhood still lay profoundly in your impeccable eyes; frolicking
uninhibitedly with you behind the trees; wholesomely oblivious to the
manipulative vagaries of mankind .
I might have created magic; registering my name in the ultimate records; insatiably
conquering towering conquests by Gods grace,
But my destiny still lay in the lines of your immaculately ravishing palms; clinging
incorrigibly to your majestic shadow; as you led me through the ravishingly
undulating terrain of life .
I might have become a cherishable constituent of all society; with people
insurmountably craving for my compassionate company; to any other richness in this
gigantic Universe,
But my desires still lay in your voluptuously wandering skin; tantalizing me beyond
the point of untamed control; as I fulminated into fireballs of ecstatic passion; high
and handsome towards blue sky .
I might have attained the realms of prudent maturity; perhaps faster than any tangible
being; leading life higher than the clouds every unleashing instant of the flamboyant
day,
But my ambitions still lay in your magnanimous soul; which propelled me
indefatigably; to sacrifice every moment of impoverished existence; to the service of
dwindling humanity .
I might have successfully accomplished the unimaginably impossible; winning the
accolades of the overwhelmingly rich; and horrendously poor; alike,
But my artistry still lay hidden in your compassionate veins; unrelentingly making me
blossom into a fountain of versatile magic; making me explore the entire beauty of
this fathomless planet; as the Sun rose fragrantly in the sky; once again .
I might have irrefutably won countless a battle; wholesomely freeing my motherland;
from the onslaught of the most acrimoniously treacherous traitors,
But my inspiration still lay hidden in your intrepidly unflinching gait; triggering me to
leap a boundless steps completely blind; and yet emerge out of the most horrific of
fires; as perfectly exuberant and alive .
I might have rewritten the parameters of history; inundating the periphery of
mesmerizing earth; with my unsurpassable repertoire of intriguing inventions,

2. But my dedication still lay in your delectably sacrosanct feet; bowing down to your
heavenly grace as your immortal slave; and then winning every race in the world; like
thunderbolts of ebullient lightening; falling from the sky .
I might have survived for innumerable centuries; transcending over all mortals as an
angel; who irrevocably refused to pathetically die,
But my breath still lay in your euphorically fiery nostrils; passionately living for all
living kind; incessantly bonding with all those alleviating pain; with the blessings of
Omniscient lord by our side .
And I might have led an infinite lives in a single lifetime; proving an exemplary for all
those tottering towards nervous extinction; as a messiah that never cried,
But my love still lay incarcerated in your immortal heart; and your invincible ocean
of throbbing beats; miraculously giving me all the energy to metamorphose
monotonously sinister earth once again; into a veritable paradise .