Poetry

1. THE ART WAS ALWAYS YOURS
The more stringently you tried to attempt it; the more abominably it ran away from
you; eluding you like the wail of the surreptitiously wailing fox,
The more austerely you searched for it; the more abhorrently it shirked you; cold
bloodedly kicking you on your; intricately silken hindside,
The more incorrigibly you wanted it; the more salaciously it whipped you;
pugnaciously repelling you till realms beyond infinite infinity; to wander in a
land of worthless nothingness,
The more indefatigably you chased it; the more viciously it stabbed you; sporadically
appearing right before your eyes; but unfortunately never being only yours,
The more intractably you tried to follow it; the more venomously did it fox you;
rendering you gasping for breath and life; as you miserably staggered upon every
step,
The more intransigently you stared at it; the more manipulatively it got more and
more inconspicuous in size; literally blinding you to grope in a tunnel of gruesomely
hapless darkness,
The more forcefully you tried to evolve it; the more ludicrously it jeered you; making
meaningless mockery of your charismatic persona; in front of the entire Universe
outside,
The more stubbornly you tried to assimilate it; the more smoothly it vanished from
your impregnably clenched fists; handsomely soaring abreast the satiny clouds; while
you spat angrily at your very own reflection,
The more resolutely you tried to capture it; the more rebelliously it slapped you; as
you pathetically swooned for times immemorial upon treacherously cold ground,
The more greedily you tried to savor it; the more triumphantly it escaped from your
mind for infinite more yet to come; leaving you to stagnate; in a ghastly corpse of
remorseful morbidity,
The more possessively you tried to embrace it; the more congenially it blended with
every other entity on this fathomless planet; except your ardently yearning soul,
The more obsessively you tried to chant it; the more heinously it slipped from the
very center of your tongue; dumbing you perpetually; to bear the tyranny of the
murderously savage world outside,

2. The more irretrievably you tried to cherish it; the more it started to fade like an
obsolete mirage from the whites of your eye; as you ridiculously ended up
relinquishing the last iota of breath; for its priceless sake,
The more fervently you tried to pray for it; the more it made sure that it would reside
in another dwelling and not yours; submerging you forever in whirlpools
of disastrously gory darkness,
The more iteratively you tried to make it a fanatic part of your religion; the more it
deserted you like the flames desert the crumbling matchstick; making sure that your
entity coalesced only with raw dust,
The more tirelessly you tried to conquer it; the more irascibly surreptitious it became;
enticing you like a nubile princess beside its seductive grace; before eventually making
you taste maliciously stinking pig skin on the obdurate ground,
The more insanely you tried to make it an integral element of your breath; the more
violently it shrugged your shivering visage; hatefully hurling you back to the very
place; where you belonged before you were born,
The more cleverly you tried to bond it with every of your lackadaisically penurious
beats; the more it dolorously dulled even the most infinitesimal trace of energy in
your chest; as you asked the Lord to condone you from; devastatingly penalizing
death,
It was unfortunately unlike other things in life; which when you tried the hardest for;
would eventually and forever be yours,
For all you had to do was uninhibitedly open the chords of your mind; heart and soul;
breathe naturally in symbiotic conjunction with God’s bountiful Universe; and Lo!
Behold; the greatest artist poured out from your beautiful countenance; and the art
that had always beguiled you previously; was now and timelessly; always yours.