Monthly Archives: April 2016

It was perfectly normal to burst into pools of uninhibited laughter; after witnessing a garishly painted clown,

It was perfectly normal to hysterically sob; at the death of someone you vehemently revered,

It was perfectly normal to trip head-on on your nose; after walking through a puddle of slushy grease,

It was perfectly normal to tenaciously scratch your scalp; when snow white beads of dandruff camouflaged them in entirety,

It was perfectly normal to purse your lips profusely; after swallowing a sumptuously appetizing meal,

It was perfectly normal to thunderously sneeze; when disdainful granules of incongruous dust entered your nose,

It was perfectly normal to shiver; when you stood bare chested in freezing currents of bizarre winter,

It was perfectly normal to collapse in a bedraggled heap; when you carried a mountain of mud on your slender shoulder,

It was perfectly normal to blush like a scarlet complexioned rose; when you were caught red-handed trying to blatantly flirt with a girl,

It was perfectly normal to pound your fists in raw indignation; when you were encompassed from all sides with unfathomable frustration,

It was perfectly normal to perspire; when you worked arduously under sizzling
rays of the Sun,

It was perfectly normal to yawn; when your lids felt overwhelmingly heavy; your body felt drowned in waves of exhaustion,

It was perfectly normal to be insatiably greedy; when you prevailed in an ambience besieged with unprecedented poverty,

It was perfectly normal to experience tingling sensations; after you lazily philandered amidst stalks of nimble grass,
It was perfectly normal to use a volley of harsh expletives; after you were provoked to the threshold limits of tolerance,

It was perfectly normal to scowl animatedly at the class teacher; when she bored you for hours; reciting notes of century old history,

It was perfectly normal to innocuously hiccup; when you swallowed your meals at lightening speeds,

It was perfectly normal to feel stabbed by tremors of lust; when you were in the vicinity of stupendous beauty,

It was perfectly normal to scream in the middle of night; when your dwelling was struck by the vicious onslaught of an earthquake,

And It was perfectly normal to commit a plethora of blunders and errors in the course of your life as a human being; as long as you existed in blissful synergy with nature; wholesomely revered the God who created you; ardently adored the Mother who gave you birth; fervently loved the girl who made you feel you were living and breathing alive.

It was only when I disastrously stumbled to taste threadbare mud; that I truly realized the mesmerizing value of standing straight upon my own feet,

It was only when I was gruesomely blinded with pugnacious chili powder in my eyes; that I truly realized the scintillating value of vibrantly bountiful and scintillating sight,

It was only when I was surreptitiously administered abominable gutter water; that I truly realized the celestially ravishing value of the majestically sparkling streams,

It was only when I was brutally incarcerated in the traumatically devastating dungeons; that I truly realized the optimistically brilliant value of the Omnisciently dazzling Sun,

It was only when I was ruthlessly stuffed into the horrifically air tight coffins; that I truly realized the melodiously vivacious value of regally enlightening and seductively spell binding sound,

It was only when the walls of disparagingly disgusting boredom asphyxiated me from all sides; that I truly realized the irrefutably incredulous value of honestly Omnipotent sweat,

It was only when maelstroms of swelteringly scorching dust slapped me left; right and acrid center; that I truly realized the miraculously rejuvenating value of resplendently heavenly rain,

It was only when jailhouses of murderous monotony pulverized me like inconspicuously criminal mincemeat; that I truly realized the gloriously Omnipresent value of ubiquitously sensuous and timelessly proliferating fantasy,

It was only when lethally venomous snakes savagely strangulated me like a frigid mosquito; that I truly realized the ingratiatingly ebullient value of ubiquitously godly innocence,

It was only when an unfathomable whirlpool of inexplicable tears rolled in insatiable agony down my cheeks; that I truly realized the gorgeously exuberant value of everlasting smiles,

It was only when a graveyard of solitariness tightened its grip upon my soul every unfurling minute; that I truly realized the boisterously enthralling value
of rambunctiously vivid liveliness,

It was only when each of my finger was barbarically nailed to the ground; that I truly realized the stupendously embellished value of sketching exquisitely panoramic landscape upon barren canvas,

It was only when the diabolical demons chopped my tongue into an infinite pieces; that I truly realized the marvelously emphatic value of poignantly effusive sound,

It was only when I had to inevitably transgress past the bed of acrimoniously ominous thorns; that I truly realized the enchantingly satiny value of royally aristocratic silk,

It was only when I was savagely lambasted by unsparing whiplashes of blatantly insidious lies; that I truly realized the eternally unassailable value of patriotically blazing truth,

It was only when there was nothing in vicinity but invidiously sordid stones and mud to chew; that I truly realized the salubriously jubilant and sacrosanct value of life-yielding food,

It was only when a satanically ghastly accident ghoulishly snatched my beloved; that I truly realized the triumphantly ardent value of pricelessly inimitable togetherness,

It was only when my nostrils menacingly decided to gruesomely squelch even the most infinitesimal iota of breath; that I truly realized the bountifully Omnipotent value of unshakably iridescent life,

And it was only when every beat of my heart uncouthly leapt out to be the devil’s uxorious breakfast; that I truly realized the immortally unconquerable value of
eternal love.

My eyes might have innocuously closed umpteenth number of times; in the tenure of my impoverished and short life,
But it was only when they felt your celestially compassionate palms on them; that they fell into a spell of invincibly everlasting sleep.

My lips might have wholesomely unfurled a boundless number of times; in the space of my disastrously stumbling and battered life,
But it was only when they felt your perennially unassailable kiss on their devastated contours; that they lit up into the most stupendously philanthropic smiles.

My armpits might have diffused into an infinite globules of sweat; in the course of my disdainfully pulverized and truculently bereaved life,
But it was only when they felt your impeccably enamoring visage by their side; that they blossomed into the truly persevering essence of vibrantly mesmerizing and enigmatic existence.

My brain might have rampantly fantasized a countless number of times; in the lugubrious wandering of my aimlessly loitering life,
But it was only when it conceived and felt your divinely energy to the fullest capacity; that it transcended beyond the realms of ecstatically replenishing paradise.

My legs might have transgressed an unfathomable number of steps; in the expedition of my indefatigably vacillating and frantic life,
But it was only when they felt your bountifully silken stride beside them; that they perpetually radiated the sparkle of irrefutably unconquerable triumph; for centuries immemorial.

My persona might have exuded into an incomprehensible number of goose-bumps; in the dilapidated entrenchment of my painstakingly obsessive and penalizing life,
But it was only when it felt your ingratiatingly compassionate warmth; that it uncontrollably erupted into tremors of insatiably unparalleled excitement.

My throat might have quavered an unsurpassable number of times; in the debilitating unraveling of my obnoxiously asphyxiated and lackadaisical life,
But it was only when it felt your unbelievably sacred breath; that it beautifully bloomed into the most majestically aristocratic of patriotic tunes.

My fists might have clenched a fathomless number of times; in the vicious maelstrom of my inexplicably mystical and insanely cold-blooded life,
But it was only when they felt your Omnipotent fingers intertwined in them; that they unflinchingly rose and altruistically sacrificed themselves; for the cause of humanitarian righteousness.

And my heart might have throbbed a limitless number of times; in the inconspicuously insipid and baselessly worthless fragment of my life,
But it was only when your immortally blessing beats bonded with mine; that it not only fell in unconquerable love with you; but with every element of enchanting goodness and benign beauty; on the Almighty Creator’s planet divine.

If I was born miserably invisible; it was only so that all those visible on the trajectory of this fathomlessly ebullient Universe; perpetually realized the value of their robustly majestic form,

If I was born haplessly blind; it was only so that all those bright eyed on the trajectory of this boundlessly exhilarating Universe; perpetually realized the value of
their pricelessly panoramic sight,

If I was born disastrously dumb; it was only so that all those with voice on the trajectory of this brilliantly optimistic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their extraordinarily explicit speech,

If I was born preposterously deaf; it was only so that all those who could hear on the trajectory of this wonderfully symbiotic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their celestially gifted ears,

If I was born pathetically cancerous; it was only so that all those with scintillating health on the trajectory of this pristinely burgeoning Universe; perpetually realized the value of their harmoniously holistic well-being,

If I was born grotesquely maimed; it was only so that all those with feet on the trajectory of this beautifully effulgent Universe; perpetually realized the value of their boisterously untamed spiritedness,

If I was born cadaverously impotent; it was only so that all those virile on the trajectory of this magically unparalleled Universe; perpetually realized the value of their bountifully magnanimous creation,

If I was born morbidly jinxed; it was only so that all those with royal destiny lines on the trajectory of this fantastically fruitful Universe; perpetually realized the value of their fortunately privileged existence,

If I was born inconsolably weeping; it was only so that all those smiling on the trajectory of this unbelievably magnetic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their timelessly victorious happiness,

If I was born hopelessly impoverished; it was only so that all those unfathomably talented on the trajectory of this stupendously heavenly Universe; perpetually realized the value of their god-gifted versatility,

If I was born hideously lynched; it was only so that all those perfectly masculine on the trajectory of this unsurpassably venerated Universe; perpetually realized the value of their astronomically untainted power,

If I was born torturously slaved; it was only so that all those liberated on the trajectory of this limitlessly sprouting Universe; perpetually realized the value of their aristocratically unmatched freedom,

If I was born deliriously estranged; it was only so that all those righteously sane on the trajectory of this unceasingly endowing Universe; perpetually realized the value of their synergistically subliming sanctity,

If I was born mercilessly orphaned; it was only so that all those with their mothers on the trajectory of this interminably replenishing Universe; perpetually realized the value of their unconquerably priceless childhood,

If I was born venomously blood-stained; it was only so that all those with impeccable conscience on the trajectory of this vividly sensuous Universe; perpetually realized the value of their indomitably infallible honesty,

If I was born cadaverously coldblooded; it was only so that all those with empathy on the trajectory of this magnificently benign Universe; perpetually realized the value of their altruistically unbridled humanity,

If I was born in the worthlessly abysmal gutters; it was only so that all those with castles on the trajectory of this fabulously Omnipotent Universe; perpetually realized the value of their jubilantly replete prosperity,

If I was born unforgivably dead; it was only so that all those breathing on the trajectory of this spectacularly enigmatic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their endlessly winning life,

And if was born satanically betrayed; it was only so that all those compassionately bonding on the trajectory of this indefatigably uninterrupted Universe; perpetually realized the value of their Immortally everlasting love.

It was nice fondling silken curls of your mesmerizing hair,
it was nice drenching your persona in icy cool pints of jungle water,
it was nice tickling your ear with serrated feather of protuberant crested pigeon,
it was nice painting your cheek with shades of resplendent color,
it was nice hoisting you several floors above the ground on my shoulder,
it was nice blowing puffs of tingling breath in your crystalline eyes,
it was nice feeding your voluptuous mouth; with slices of fresh pineapple,
it was nice embossing preambles of fathomless love in your heart,
it was nice provoking you to pugnacious realms of anger; witnessing your acrimonious face,
it was nice guiding you past the congested street; clasping your hands in mine,
it was nice slapping you in intense indignation; succeeded by passionate kisses,
it was nice swimming with you through waters of the choppy ocean,
it was nice draping you in grandiloquent floss of silk; staring at you for hours immemorial,
it was nice camouflaging your profusely bleeding wounds; with strips of my holistic skin,
it was nice obliterating you from acrimonious beams of light; with my web of scalp hair,
it was nice instigating you into ludicrous laughter; observing mystical outlines of
your teeth,
it was nice helping you a accomplish a plethora of household task; prepare sumptuous tea for you at dusk,
it was nice recounting enchanting fantasies; incorporating your fragile brain with tumultuous strength,
it was nice uttering your captivating name every unveiling minute of the day,
it was nice iterating my omnipotent love to you all day,
it was nice pestering you to go to sleep; cuddled like a fairy beneath a golden quilt,
but let me tell you sweetheart it would be nicer still; if you were to be my lover,
for countless births we traverse on this earth as philanthropic humans.

It wasn’t the most infinitesimal iota impossible to imagine a sensuously sensitive poet do an infinite things more; other than just writing volumes after volumes of perpetually proliferating poetry,

It wasn’t the most diminutive iota impossible to imagine a manipulatively shrewd businessman do an infinite things more; other than just quintessentially pragmatic commercial dealings,

It wasn’t the most mercurial iota impossible to imagine an altruistically benign philanthropist do an infinite things more; other than just tirelessly reaching out to every conceivable echelon of blessed humanity,

It wasn’t the most ephemeral iota impossible to imagine a righteously persevering cobbler do an infinite things more; other than just efficaciously stitching and mending pairs of sordidly disgruntled shoes,

It wasn’t the most ethereal iota impossible to imagine a bountifully gifted artist do an infinite things more; other than just profusely inundating barren sheets of insouciant paper; with unlimitedly enchanting sketches of mother nature,

It wasn’t the most oblivious iota impossible to imagine an unabashedly vivacious dancer do an infinite things more; other than just inexorably illuminating the complexion of the drearily ignominious night; with her enchantingly inscrutable tread on nimble soil,

It wasn’t the most obfuscated iota impossible to imagine an uninhibitedly fearless entrepreneur do an infinite things more; other than just ingeniously innovating the winds of an brilliantly unfettered tomorrow,

It wasn’t the most parsimonious iota impossible to imagine an intriguingly uncanny palmist do an infinite things more; other than just perspicaciously deciphering through the countless mysteries of the human palm,

It wasn’t the most fugitive iota impossible to imagine an indomitably victorious scientist do an infinite things more; other than just spell-bindingly harnessing the boundlessly replenishing resources of nature divine,

It wasn’t the most mercurial iota impossible to imagine an irrefutably righteous teacher do an infinite things more; other than just tirelessly disseminating the venerated source of knowledge in the bulky textbooks,

It wasn’t the most inconspicuous iota impossible to imagine a fearlessly patriotic warrior do an infinite things more; other than just unflinchingly brandish
his sword and valor; to even the most treacherously unsparing of enemies,

It wasn’t the most invisible iota impossible to imagine a bounteously untainted singer do an infinite things more; other than just unrelentingly flexing the chords of his throat; to perpetuate every ounce of remorse around with the tunes of blissfully
rehabilitating music,

It wasn’t the most impoverished iota impossible to imagine an eclectically spirited chef do an infinite things more; other than just endlessly tantalizing the salivary buds of countless; with his inimitably awe-inspiring delicacies,

It wasn’t the most measly iota impossible to imagine a humanitarianly unprejudiced doctor do an infinite things more; other than just curing even the most inexplicably tormenting wounds of the haplessly devastated patient,

It wasn’t the most disappearing iota impossible to imagine a jubilantly effervescent sportsman do an infinite things more; other that just ebulliently galloping like an untamed panther upon the poignant race-track,

It wasn’t the most abstemious iota impossible to imagine a humbly learned saint do an infinite things more; other than just unceasingly sermonizing the hymns of eternally fructifying creation and priceless humanity,

It wasn’t the most vanishing iota impossible to imagine an effulgently unparalleled adventurer do an infinite things more; other than just philandering through the labyrinths of flirtatious mischief and the enigmatically unknown,

It wasn’t the most inane iota impossible to imagine an astutely phlegmatic judge do an infinite things more; other than just limitlessly dispensing the most triumphantly unchallengeable epitomes of invincible justice,

It wasn’t the most transient iota impossible to imagine a stupendously virile man & woman do an infinite things more; other than just infallibly procreate into a countless more of their own kind; and thereby inexhaustibly continue the chapters of this
heavenly Universe,

But it was indefinitely impossible to imagine an immortally true lover do anything else; except just inhaling; exhaling and timelessly assimilating the skies of love; love and perennially compassionate love; for an infinite more lives and benignly blessed
lifetimes.

Like it was impossible for the Sun to leave the fathomless sky; ever dream of coming down to settle and snore on the earth; even once
during the tenure of its endlessly blazing lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the epitome to leave the towering mountain; ever dream of coming down to the ground and see ordinary sized human life; even once during the tenure of its unceasingly impenetrable lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the Shark to leave the gigantic ocean; ever dream of coming to inhale fresh air on the virgin shores; even once during the tenure of its indefatigably princely and salty lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the roots of the tree to leave the compassionate soil; ever dream of coming to plush interiors of the corporate empire; even once during the tenure of its ebulliently moistened lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the cactus to leave the majestic deserts; ever dream of coming to tranquilly enamoring ripples of the seasonal pond; even once during the tenure of its ecstatically sweltering lifetime,

Like it was impossible for blackness to leave the bewildering night; ever dream of coming to the first golden rays of pristinely burgeoning dawn; even once during the tenure of its voluptuously ingratiating lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the diamond to leave the insuperable king’s crown; ever dream of coming to the preposterously fetid and cacophonic rivulets of the gutter; even once during the tenure of its astoundingly sparkling lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the destiny lines to leave the royally endowed palms; ever dream of coming to the clinically monitored scientists palette; even once during the tenure of their inexplicably exhilarating lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the pearl to leave the confines of the princely oyster; ever dream of coming to breathe the unabashed freshness of the atmosphere; even once during the tenure of its gloriously untainted lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the fantasy to leave the inscrutably enthralling brain; ever dream of coming to the terrestrial globe of maiming reality; even once during the tenure of its bountifully vivacious lifetime,

Like it was impossible for immortal love to leave the passionately altruistic heart; ever dream of coming to the sadistically manipulative weighing machines of gold and silver; even once during the tenure of its perpetually blessed lifetime,

Like it was impossible for innocence to leave the uninhibitedly ordinary child; ever dream of coming to the mercilessly horn-rimmed glasses of the politician cum robotic business tycoon; even once during the tenure of its pricelessly undefeated lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the birds to leave the fathomless openness of the sky; ever dream of coming to walk left-right alongside articulate man; even once during the tenure of their triumphantly euphoric lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the lion to leave the infallibly kingly forests; ever dream of coming to stingily clad and spaced human abode; even once during the tenure of its overpoweringly flamboyant lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the crabs to leave the unperturbed sea shores; ever dream of coming to spin a web between monstrously blocked walls; even once during the tenure of their effervescently intrepid lifetime,

Like it was impossible for the stars to leave the boundless cosmos; ever dream of coming to rejoice beside earthworms and enchanting dewdrops; even once during the tenure of their optimistically twinkling lifetimes,

Like it was impossible for breath to leave the amiably living nostrils; ever dream of coming to the innumerable hapless corpses lying askew in the dolorous graveyard; even once during the tenure of its invincibly fiery lifetime,

Like it was impossible for truth to leave the unassailably unfettered droplets of blood; ever dream of coming to the amorphous form of the parasitic ghost; even once during the tenure of its unflinchingly scintillating lifetime,

It was similarly impossible for me to leave my poetry and you O! Omnipotent God; ever dream of coming to this commercially mundane planet—who did nothing but ridicule my sensitivity; even once during the tenure of my romantically liberating lifetime.

To emulate a bird was very easy; as all you had to do was spread your arms wide; pretend to flap them in mighty draughts of air; standing on the pinnacle of the gorgeous valley,

To emulate a lion was very easy; as all you had to do was open your mouth wide; run in the midst of the densely foliated jungle; emanating thunderously roaring sounds,

To emulate an ant was very easy; as all you had to do was crawl painstakingly on the floor; miserably edge towards the loaf of freshly baked bread kept delectably on the kitchen table,

To emulate the horse was very easy; as all you had to do was vibrantly gallop in the sprawling fields of paddy; making a pathetically neighing noise every once a minute,

To emulate a snake was very easy; as all you had to do was adorn yourself in gruesomely black leather; slither enigmatically on the floor as the mystical rays of moonlight; illuminated the pool of darkness,

To emulate a dog was very easy; as all you had to do was diffuse a hoarsely barking sound; wag your posterior in ecstatic jubilation at witnessing your loved ones,

To emulate a pig was very easy; as all you had to do was greedily gobble mammoth chunks of food; wildly slurp any liquid or juice lying haphazardly spilled before you,

To emulate a Kangaroo was very easy; as all you had to do was bounce ebulliently in space with supremely spongy springs attached to your feet; gleefully leap to places you wanted to frequent; instead of traversing by naked foot,

To emulate a scorpion was very easy; as all you had to do paint lethal venom on your nails; point them diabolically at unsuspecting strangers that confronted you in your way,

To emulate the fish was very easy; as all you had to do was swim euphorically under the sea; nimbly swishing your hands and legs; with a cylinder of fresh oxygen strapped adroitly to both your slender shoulders,

To emulate a cockroach was very easy; as all you had to do was remain unwashed for boundless weeks; keep incessantly loitering around the public lavatory; inhaling the scent that wafted with stupendous relish,

To emulate a chimpanzee was very easy; as all you had to do was to scream hysterically each time you were struck by an urge to whisper; jump acrobatically from
one branch of the tree to the other; in search of fleshy fruits,

To emulate an elephant was very easy; as all you had to do was inflate your persona like a colossal gas balloon; tread triumphantly on the soil of the jungle as the largest organism existing in the rampant outgrowths,

To emulate the mosquito was very easy; as all you had to do was infuriatingly buzz in everyone’s ear you met; exasperate people beyond the point of frustration with your monotonously boring tunes,

To emulate the grass hopper was very easy; as all you had to do was embellish your entire island of skin with emerald green; camouflage your visage brilliantly within the lanky stalks of grass on the hills; sleep in stark open with a festoon of iridescent stars
shining; clinging to the leaf,

To emulate the Bat was very easy; as all you had to do was adorn yourself in a hideous cloak of ominous black; stick astoundingly close to the mortuary wall
with repugnant fire blazing in your eyes; a menacing desire to kill lingering furtively in your heart,

To emulate the donkey was very easy; as all you had to do was stand erect in the middle of the crowded street with your shaven scalp; outrageously kick your heels
at anyone who ventured to come even frugal inches by your side,

To emulate the cat was very easy; as all you had to do was cunningly manipulate your every move; greedily guzzle the bottle of pure milk which the mother had kept stored for her new born infant,

but it was simply impossible to emulate the Almighty Creator; as first and foremost you would have to evolve all of the abovementioned; instill signs of palpable life on this incomprehensibly vast planet; when infact you didn’t even know the slightest to
create your very own being?

It was impossible to inhale air without twin bifurcation of nostrils,
sustain life with nonchalant ease; for more than an wholesome minute.

it was impossible to walk without angularly sculptured legs,
viciously kick grey boulders of stone; acting as barricade’s in unveiling path.

it was impossible to scribble literature without articulate synchronization of hands,
emboss exquisite lines of calligraphy on naked sheets of bond paper.

it was impossible to segregate minuscule threads of color without immaculate vision,
distinguish between the good and gruesomely bad; lurking on this earth.

it was impossible to decimate food into supple chowder; without strong teeth,
produce gregarious smiles in tandem; when frivolously appreciated.

it was impossible to secrete saliva without rosy pink organ of tongue,
rebuke people with loads of spit; in response to their uncouth deeds.

it was impossible to uproot concrete edifices with bare hands,
amalgamate sapphire arenas of sky with the periphery of monotonous earth.

it was impossible to operate the hi-tech computer without a plethora of
software chips,
type a battalion of literature at swashbuckling speeds.

it was impossible to quench thirst without gallons of fresh water,
assassinate intractable blotches of dirt; agglutinated to clean cloth.

it was impossible to die without abrupt closure of tangible heart beat,
infinite cells of animation; freezing in the body.

and it was impossible to live without loving a person in heart; body; and spirit,
dedicating marathon hours in life; harnessing that perpetual affinity.

I was just a minuscule bird perched on a single leaf; with the forest in the backdrop disastrously charred to raw ash; nobody in a million kilometers of vicinity to listen to my croaky voice,
It was God who came into my life; made it a mesmerizing garden to wander about and exist.

I was just a soggy matchstick staggering every minute into appalling darkness; ready to wholesomely relinquish my last iota of light,
It was God who came into my life; not only igniting it into a ball of pugnacious flames; but making them escalate high and handsome towards the sky.

I was just a bleary eye; abysmally squinted and closed towards daylight; sparsely able to discriminate between profound shades of black and white,
It was God who came into my life; not only elevating my vision to perspicaciously clear; but imparting it the virtue to explicitly differentiate between the good and horrendously bad.

I was just an arid desert smothering in the boisterous agony of the diabolical day; burnt to unprecedented limits with each stroke of the flamboyant Sun,
It was God who came into my life; inundated its parched surface with an ocean of sweet water; transformed it into a colossal meadow of green grass to gleefully philander and celestially sleep.

I was just a frigid bee in my empty hive; counting the seconds left for life to finish completely; so that I could take birth as a King again,
It was God who came into my life; not only deluging my dwelling with a mountain of honey; but evoking me to swarm rambunctiously with boundless of my time.

I was just a stone deaf and a perpetually dumb beggar; shivering uncontrollably on the streets; without a single piece of garment to engulf my body,
It was God who came into my life; not only seated me on the magnificently embellished throne; but blessed me with the prowess to disseminate all my wealth
prudently amongst veritably needy mankind.

I was just a broken thorn; shattered shoddily into infinite pieces on the scalding ground; awaiting ruthless vehicles every unleashing minute to trespass me; crush me forever into obsolete wisps of oblivion,
It was God who came into my life; made a brilliantly sparkling sword; ready to defend myself against the most incomprehensible of evil gallivanting around.

I was just a gruesomely distorted nib; trembling as the most infinitesimal draught of wind struck me in my belly,
It was God who came into my life; not only metamorphosed me into a lanky feather tipped pen; but propelled me to emboss fathomless pages of spell binding literature that became the irrefutable spirit of times.

I was just a bedraggled cloud without the tiniest of emotion or empathy; blown away uncouthly into wilderness with the thunderously tumultuous storm,
It was God who came into my life; found me the love of my dreams; coalesced me into immortal threads of impregnable romance for times immemorial.

And I was just a ghastly corpse loitering in the air without an entity of my own; waiting to be barbarically devoured and destroyed,
It was God who came into my life; changed me into a robust human deluging my chest with divinely breath; giving me a right to lead life; giving me an opportunity to tread on his paradise; giving me a chance to blissfully survive.