Poetry

1. THE GREATEST CURSE
The greatest curse even after the most spell bindingly fructifying rain had fallen on
blissful ground; was when the soil still didn’t burgeon the slightest; into the most
brilliantly optimistic fruits of a resplendent tomorrow,
The greatest curse even after the most frostily undulating of waves had kissed the
shores; was when the atmosphere still didn’t culminate the slightest; into the most
rejuvenating sprays of unparalleled tanginess,
The greatest curse even after the most rhapsodically rambunctious bees had inhabited
the hives; was when the crevices still didn’t scintillate the slightest; with the most
poignantly enamoring cisterns of bewitching nectar,
The greatest curse even after the most blazingly dynamic of Sun had smooched the
earth; was when the air still didn’t evolve the slightest; into the most unflinchingly
unfettered beams of a victoriously fresh beginning,
The greatest curse even after the most beautifully enchanting of meadows had bathed
under profoundly invincible moonlight; was when the grassblades still didn’t ooze the
slightest; into the most tantalizingly euphoric of golden dewdrops,
The greatest curse even after the most candidly poignant mirror was placed beneath
the pellucid afternoon Sun; was when the glass still didn’t reflect the slightest; into the
most irrefutably truthful images of the soul,
The greatest curse even after the most iridescently silken moon twinkled in
treacherously ghastly midnight; was when the darkness still didn’t dance the
slightest; into the most perennially effulgent beams of enlightenment,
The greatest curse even after the most ebullient waterfalls of newborn water cascaded
merrily at the rock bottom; was when the pathways still didn’t flower the slightest;
into the most undaunted skies of ubiquitous excitement,
The greatest curse even after the most mellifluously congenial lips heavenly opened;
was when the ambience still didn’t reverberate the slightest; into the most magically
ameliorating tunes of compassionate togetherness,
The greatest curse even after the most altruistically benign saints endlessly
sermonized the principles of peace and truth; was when the living organisms still
didn’t bloom the slightest; into the most uninhibitedly priceless bonds of impregnable
friendship,

2. The greatest curse even after the most insuperable foundations of selflessness
stretched to an infinite kilometers beneath soil; was when the structure still
didn’t waft the slightest; into the most Omnipotent apogees of unconquerable truth,
The greatest curse even after the most fearlessly peerless of patriots had shed their
lives in the numbers of an infinite; was when the commoners still didn’t blaze the
slightest; into the most celestial ideals of concord; symbiotism and everlasting
freedom,
The greatest curse even after the most incomparably venerated cows grazed for hours
immemorial; was when the teats still didn’t ripen the slightest; into the most infallibly
impeccable globules of undefeated milk,
The greatest curse even after the most innocuously freshborn infant footsteps
traversed indefinitely on ground; the pathways still didn’t spawn the slightest; into the
most unlimited heavens of immeasurable holiness,
The greatest curse even after the most gloriously scarlet of roses swished in the
vibrantly ecstatic breeze; the wind still didn’t enlighten the slightest; into the most
unbridled gorges of unbelievably victorious scent,
The greatest curse even after the most honestly compassionate of parents dedicated
every instant of their life to their offsprings; was when the children didn’t emanate
the slightest; into the most limitlessly enthralling rainbows of unshakable gratitude,
The greatest curse even after the most eternally undying of nostrils tirelessly exhaled
perpetual breath; was when the soul didn’t culminate the slightest; into the most
Omnipresently mesmerizing traces of vivid life,
The greatest curse even after the most immortally passionate of heart exuded a
boundless beats; was when the palpitations didn’t mushroom the slightest; into
the most Omnipotent paradises of unadulterated love,
And the greatest curse even after the most astoundingly virile of man and woman
coalesced in the threads of sacred matrimony; was when the dwelling still didn’t
glisten the slightest; into the most miraculously mischievous children of a
quintessentially blessed God’s creation