No.1 Amil baba in Pakistan amil baba in Lahore amil baba in Karachi
My Royal Rhythm.
1. MY ROYAL RHYTHM
Your blissful happiness; was my impregnable bridge to transgress upon for centuries
immemorial; even after I had died,
Your inexplicable anguish; was my invincibly augmenting revolution; to massacre
every trace of malice from the trajectory of this colossal planet,
Your mesmerizing smile; was my insurmountable tenacity to trigger brilliant beams of
optimistic light; in a tunnel engulfed with macabre darkness,
Your philanthropic fragrance; was my incessant source of inspiration to ubiquitously
disseminate the essence of mankind; to the most remotest corners of this planet,
Your poignant empathy; was my Herculean fortitude to assist my fellow comrades; in
moments of deplorably dwindling distress,
Your enchanting reflection; was my unprecedented fervor to incarcerate the
stupendously alluring beauty of this gigantic universe; within the whites of my eye,
Your heavenly footsteps; were my unsurpassable strength to propel forward;
exhilaratedly embrace every obstacle in life; until I succeed,
Your lecherous defeat; was my overwhelming ardor to extricate the seeds of
manipulative diabolism from their very ignominious roots; behead them with the
sword of irrefutable righteousness,
Your enlightening essence; was my sole tool to dedicate my entire life; profoundly
towards nurturing and harboring the gift of perennial love,
Your valiant victory; was my astronomical conviction; which didn’t buckle the
slightest; even under the most invidiously tumultuous of storm,
Your melodious voice; was my overpowering exuberance to exist; even with my
visage dreadfully sunken beneath the ghastly corpse,
Your discerning senses; were my unconquerable waves of prudence; in sagaciously
discriminating between the good and the ominously bad,
Your unfathomable innocence; was my everlasting reservoir of strength to survive
and bear; amongst an uncouth battalion of blood sucking tangible beings,
Your never dying spirit; was my Omnipotent whirlwind to blossom like a
magnificently glorious lotus; from a pile of tragically smoldering ash,
2. Your explicitly candid expressions; were my cloudbursts of daunting audacity; even
when hanged like an orphaned pig; on the hideously menacing gallows,
Your majestic sweat; was my tunnel of unrelenting endeavor; the insatiable
compassion in my eyes; to metamorphose god’s planet once again; into a wonderful
paradise,
Your impeccable conscience; was my undefeated bonding with love which grew more
and more fortified; even as the boundless expanse of sky treacherously blended with
mundane earth,
Your Omniscient breath; was my sacred chapter of divinely life; unveiling into an
incredible myriad of new vistas every minute; making me live an infinite exotic lives;
in each desire of mine,
And your immortal heart; was my royal rhythm to love; live; embrace; transcend and
perpetually reign supreme over every devil that lingered in air; over every bad that
dared .