Poetry

1. THROUGH THEM.
Through them; even the most acridly blistering rays of the fiery midday Sun; seemed
like angels of enchantingly whispering tranquility,
Through them; even the most morbidly remorseful sewage leaking sordidly from the
gutters; seemed like waterfalls of epitomizing harmony; wonderfully coalescing with
the fabric of eternal mankind,
Through them; even the most discordantly thundering of treacherous monsters;
seemed like messiahs of blissfully celestial peace,
Through them; even the most abominably gruesome scents; seemed like a cloudburst
of stupendously poignant fragrance; majestically diffusing a fountain of vivacious
resplendence to every traumatically parched entity around,
Through them; even the most pathetically morose graveyards; seemed like fathomless
skies of Omniscient beauty and benign grace; regally spawning into a civilization of
newness every unfurling instant of the sweltering day,
Through them; even the most insanely lunatic madmen; seemed like harbingers of
heavenly peace and humanity; disseminating an unfathomable entrenchment of
compassion on every step that they transgressed,
Through them; even the most sullenly decaying carcasses; seemed like
philanthropically scintillating rays of the tenacious Sun; filtering a path of
astronomically aristocratic courage through corpses; of manipulative malice,
Through them; even the most lugubriously insidious morons; seemed like a
rhapsodically exuberant breeze of unrelentingly endowing smiles,
Through them; even the most invidiously bizarre thorns; seemed like hives of
unsurpassably uniting honey; spell bindingly propagating a wave of unbelievable
melody in the lives of all those horrendously deprived,
Through them; even the most acrimoniously twisted paths; seemed like fortresses of
irrefutably ingratiating solidarity; sequestering one and all; irrespective of caste; creed
and spurious color; beautifully alike,
Through them; even the most salaciously diabolical of demons; seemed like
bloomingly mesmerizing gardens of spiritual charisma; ubiquitously parading towards
the path of impregnable righteousness,

2. Through them; even the most forlornly dilapidated spaces; seemed like winds of
ebulliently enthralling ecstasy; voluptuously titillating every beleaguered traveler who
inadvertently came their way,
Through them; even the most ominously impoverished and drought terrorized lands;
seemed like miraculously replenishing oceans; marvelously appeasing every
infinitesimal desire of your estranged soul,
Through them; even the most preposterously ugly bodies; seemed like seductively
silken visages of unflinching truth; magnificently deluging every wavering conscience
with rays of unconquerably Omnipotent enlightenment,
Through them; even the most ludicrously feckless tycoons; seemed like godfathers of
symbiotic relationships; perennially bonding with their fabulously impeccable kin,
Through them; even the most monotonously tick-tocking clockworks; seemed like a
paradise of bountifully tingling mysticism; wholesomely liberating you of your
rebelliously frazzled mind,
Through them; even the most lackadaisically frozen bloodstreams; seemed like
infernos of magnetically captivating beauty; indefatigably yearning to blissfully bond
with the heavens; vivid and unassailably divine,
Through them; even the most horrifically charred and perpetually dead organisms;
seemed like a relentlessly proliferating whirlpool of invincible breath; timelessly
healing with its Omnipresent sensuousness,
And through them; even the most agonizingly lambasted of hearts; seemed like
unconquerable stars of priceless togetherness; triumphantly blazing forward
with the blessings of the Almighty Lord,
Such were the eyes of immortal love; forever metamorphosing even the most
inexplicably penalizing of pain into jubilant happiness; forever existing as
God’s most glorious creation; forever symbolizing the unshakable path
towards freedom and mankind.