Poetry

1. WHEN THE HEART WASN’T THROBBING
When the thunderously voluptuous clouds weren’t showering golden rain;
they were still wonderfully enamoring countless; in the swirl of their
unsurpassably untainted sensuality,
When the poignantly scarlet roses weren’t blossoming into ecstatic vitality;
they were still tirelessly disseminating the scent of seduction; to every
cranny of this fathomlessly blissful Universe,
When the beautifully nubile lips weren’t burgeoning into a festoon of
smiles; they were still amiably kissing every conceivable form of
astounding desire; on the trajectory of this boundlessly iridescent earth,
When the honestly persevering armpits weren’t sweating into cisterns of
shimmering sweat; they were still diffusing the spirit of tirelessly
unparalleled righteousness to every entity; traversing symbiotically alive,
When the effulgently victorious wind wasn’t blowing into draughts of
exuberantly pristine breeze; it was still enthralling countless haplessly
divested organisms; with its fearlessly divine stillness,
When the robustly ecstatic mouth wasn’t synergistically consuming
indispensable morsels of food; it was still enlightening an infinite miserably
deprived entities on planet earth; with the profound enchantment of its
voice,
When the majestically unfettered mother wasn’t feeding her own
impeccable babies; she was still wafting an invincible atmosphere of
eternal compassion to every tangible and intangible quarter of this
victorious Universe,
When the unflinchingly handsome soldiers weren’t valiantly fighting at
war; they were still perpetuating indomitably fearless molecules of royal
bravery; in every
preposterously dastard heart alive,
When the poignantly blissful soil wasn’t sprouting into insuperably
princely grain; it was still generating thunderbolts of untamed virility; into
every ounce of impotence in the lackadaisical atmosphere,
When the beautifully enamoring cheeks weren’t blushing into unbelievably
crimson radiance; they were still culminating into a cloudburst of
sensuously priceless

2. mischief; all across the interminable planet,
When the passionately emerald grass blades weren’t oozing beautifully
synergistic dewdrops; they were still rhapsodically culminating into a
civilization of bounteously rejuvenating newness,
When the insuperably determined mountains weren’t peaking towards the
ultimate summits of eternity; they were still altruistically sequestering every
fraternity of living kind in their fortified lap; far away from hedonistic
duress,
When unbelievably blessed Man & Woman weren’t tirelessly mating; they
were still stupefying every patch of insouciantly barren mud that they tread
on; with their undyingly untamed virility,
When the innocuously resplendent stars weren’t vividly twinkling; they
were still evolving into a fireball of unlimitedly fantastic and enigmatically
jubilant enthuse,
When the artistically nimble veins weren’t carrying poignantly crimson
blood; they were still disseminating the spirit of unassailably blessing
humanity; to the farthest corner of this magically ameliorating Universe,
When the ingeniously unconquerable brain wasn’t insatiably fantasizing
into the realms of paradise; it was still pragmatically acting to the inevitably
quintessential instincts of; Survival of the fittest,
When the amazingly sensitive ears weren’t dangling into the dormitories of
unsurpassable stardom; they were still brilliantly sensitive to even the most
infinitesimal whisker of sound,
When the victoriously pristine nostrils weren’t breathing fireballs of spell-
binding existence; they were still perpetuating the indispensable instinct of
indefatigable life; into every organism haplessly staggering and yet alive,
And when the fathomlessly benign heart wasn’t throbbing the beats of
perennially fructifying love; it was still triggering the waves of pricelessly
inimitable humanity in every bit of tangible space and organism; on this
limitlessly unfettered Universe.