Poetry

1. REWRITING HISTORY WITH POEMS OF IMMORTAL LOVE
Without it; the entire planet would solely disseminate the fragrance of
heavenly compassion; once again bonding into an ocean of mystically
symbiotic sharing; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would perpetually master the act of bountiful
sharing; once again lending its shoulder to its fellow beings at every stage
of inexplicable existence; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would blossom into the most mesmerizing
cistern of peace; once again enchantingly whispering the tunes of
ubiquitous harmony; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would metamorphose each ounce of ghastly
bloodshed into unflinching togetherness; once again embracing the mantra
of oneness in the breath; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would miraculously coalesce into solely the
religion of humanity; once again forgetting every gory discrimination; just
like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would commence to sing the magical tunes of
love at first sight; once again romancing in the aisles of unbridled desire
each instant of destined life; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would celebrate each living second that
unleashed as the most Omnipotent panacea of success; once again living
like a king till death chokes; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would commemorate death as the ultimate
fruition of every existence; once again replenishing the spiritual center to
the core; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would understand the greatest achievement
lay in selflessly serving all fraternities and forms of humanity; once again
tracing its quintessentially sacred roots; just like when the Lord had freshly
created it,
Without it; the entire planet would realize that benevolent deeds and not
baseless power could attain heaven; once again inexhaustibly striving to
uplift impoverished humanity; just like when the Lord had freshly created
it,

2. Without it; the entire planet would irrevocably dissolve all its arrogance
into a pool of humanitarian humility; once again assimilating true
independence in each of its robust veins; just like when the Lord had
freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would let nature uninhibitedly spawn in
delectable unison with every of their zealous step; once again seeking
invincible refuge in the lap of mother earth; just like when the Lord had
freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would patronize the impregnable spirit of live
and let live; once again speaking only the dialect of spellbindingly united
companionship; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would resemble a virgin island of untainted
faith and meditation; once again lost in the unparalleled fervor to seek the
divine; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would believe in only one Creator who
untiringly taught the religion of humanity to one and all; once again
simplifying the true elixir to blissfully survive; just like when the Lord had
freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would truly imbibe that honesty is the
ultimate scepter of all righteousness; once again cleansing the soul like that
of a newborn child; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would tolerate each human for what they
were and not for what they couldn't be; once again stretching its feet only
till its quota of allotted space on the venerated soil; just like when the Lord
had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would replace every non-existent corpse of
terrorism and revenge with the sky of infallible brotherhood; once again
following each perpetual cry of the heart; just like when the Lord had
freshly created it,
Therefore if I had the entire of it; where 'it = each bit of murderous
money squandering on this earth'; I wouldn't waste an instant pondering
further; but would burn it immediately into wisps of livid nothingness-so
that every line written as above triumphantly leapt from these sheets of
mundane paper; to rewrite the chapters of history once again with the
poems of immortal love.