Monthly Archives: April 2016

When She Abandoned Me

There was a time when she had just come into my life like thunderbolts of white lightening; igniting each pore my penuriously famished skin; with infernos of
insatiably burgeoning desire,
While today when she abandoned me; I felt worse than a frigidly dying matchstick; with all scarlet blood in my veins now metamorphosing into trash more insipidly
worthless; than the stinking gutters.

There was a time when she had just come into my life like a garden of bountifully blossoming roses; melodiously enlightening each element of my impoverished existence; with a fountain of ebulliently rhapsodic scent,
While today when she abandoned me; even the most infinitesimal trace of my voice froze in the center of my throat; as I felt every possible devil in this treacherous world; ruthlessly lambasting into bizarre submission; till times even beyond my grave.

There was a time when she had just come into my life like an ecstatically frolicking butterfly; triggering me to philander for times immemorial; through clouds
of seductively unparalleled mysticism,
While today when she abandoned me; each iota of my bedazzling sight transformed into an entrenchment of ghastly blindness; rendering me utterly hopeless and devastated; amidst the pack of savagely blood sucking wolves.

There was a time when she had just come into my life like a boisterously golden bee; deluging even the most diminutive step that I took; with timelessly perennial
sweetness,
While today when she abandoned me; all my Herculean resilience converted into an orphaned puddle of cowardice; as I trembled in uncontrollable disbelief at even the most capricious wavering of my shadow.

There was a time when she had just come into my life like an Omnipotent angel; celestially maneuvering each aspect of my manipulative existence; towards the path
of irrefutably sacrosanct righteousness,
While today when she abandoned me; I found myself being pulverized more and more brutally as the Sun rose in the sky; with even the satanic vultures refraining to caress; my abhorrently decaying skeleton.

There was a time when she had just come into my life like a cloud of insurmountably blissful fantasy; engendering me to unrelentingly romanticize all spell binding goodness; on this colossal planet,
While today when she abandoned me; every ingredient of my visage abnegated even the slightest of desire to survive; as I surrendered myself wholeheartedly; to
the lap of murderously penalizing hell.
There was a time when she had just come into my life like a vivaciously tantalizing peacock; fabulously rousing me from my reverie; like a titillating mirage of pristinely nubile beauty,
While today when she abandoned me; the lines of poignant destiny abruptly vanished from my indigent palms; as I meaninglessly groped through a dungeon of traumatizing darkness; like a ghost without head or majestic feet.

There was a time when she had just come into my life like a heavenly mist of passionately enchanting breath; granting me the tenacity to unflinchingly
live; and ensure that my comrades existed in harmoniously symbiotic happiness,
While today when she abandoned me; even the most remotest trace of life from my lungs raced infinite feet beneath my veritable grave; with my carcass being
grotesquely kicked by all passing by; at rampant will.

And there was a time when she had just come into my life like an immortal spell of love; making my heartbeats the richest on this aristocratic Universe; as she unconquerably bonded her benign spirit with wandering existence,
While today when she abandoned me; I relentlessly cursed my survival to be the most insidious burden on planet earth; eventually slashing my nerves indiscriminately; to die and perhaps savor those few minutes of her love; once again in the next birth.

When Ridiculed By My Very Own Beloved

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal hands; I rose like an unflinchingly peerless tiger; to defend my irrefutably untainted integrity,
But when the same was unsparingly ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt hopelessly crippled; not even being able to hoist a feather with my palms; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal eyes; I rebounded back like a
viciously untamed scorpion; to defend my pricelessly inimitable integrity,
But when the same was brutally ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt cadaverously blind; not being able to sight even the largest of structure in the most brilliant of sunshine; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal throat; I towered like the ultimate sword of valiantly fearless war; to defend my blissfully innocuous integrity,
But when the same was preposterously ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt pathetically dumb; not being able to utter a word with my exuberantly bouncing tongue; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal brain; I shot back like an inferno of insatiably endless bravado; to defend my wondrously unimpeachable integrity,
But when the same was unabashedly ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt insanely paralyzed; not being able to distinguish my own voice in wholesome solitude; for
an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal fingers; I poignantly fulminated back like the harshest ray of the midday Sun; to defend my ebulliently triumphant integrity,
But when the same was indefatigably ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt miserably leper; not being able to pen a singleton alphabet; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal feet; I lashed back like a ferocious stalk of pugnacious chili; to defend my ecstatically marvelous integrity,
But when the same was inexhaustibly ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
unbearably maimed; not being able to traverse an infinitesimal millimeter
forward; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal spine; I fumed back like the agonizingly uncurbed embers of the bonfire; to defend my victoriously pristine integrity,
But when the same was sinfully ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt tawdrily crooked; not being able to face earth eye to eye; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal lips; I menacingly growled back like an entire forest of lions; to defend my impeccably vibrant integrity,
But when the same was sadistically ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
despondently infertile; not being able to generate the tiniest trace of passion; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal ears; I stood fearlessly unperturbed like the great wall of china; to defend my royally unfettered integrity,
But when the same was iconoclastically ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt horrendously deaf; not being able to hear even the loudest decibels of my voice; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal blood; I spat back indignantly till limits of indescribable exhaustion; to defend my bountifully symbiotic integrity,
But when the same was unreasonably ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
illegitimately orphaned; not being able to ever accept this earth; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal cheeks; I reacted as violently
as the barbarously caged alligator; to defend my celestially impeccable integrity,
But when the same was deliberately ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
the ugliest person alive; not being able to face and interact with even the most ethereal organism on this Universe; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal height; I tirelessly crackled
back in flames of vindication; to defend my beautifully redolent integrity,
But when the same was insidiously ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
like an invisible ghost; not being able to sight myself ever in the mirror; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal potency; I erupted back like the latently gushing volcano; to defend my incredulously altruistic integrity,
But when the same was venomously ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
like a lifeless corpse; not being able to possess the slightest of my space on planet divine; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal signature; I flagrantly hissed
back like the uncontrolled tornado; to defend my harmoniously spell-binding
integrity,
But when the same was bawdily ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt like
an impotent illiterate; not being able to ever decipher between innovation and balderdash; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal sweat; I unstoppably hurled
back at them like the highest wave of the stormy sea; to defend my undyingly
sparkling integrity,
But when the same was licentiously ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt like the laziest stone on earth; not being able to ever lift or sense my form on this globe; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal shadow; I indefinitely became
the ultimate epitomes of abuse; to defend my enthrallingly robust integrity,
But when the same was satanically ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
like the coffins of oblivion; not being able to ever discover the faintest trace of life; for an infinite more lifetimes.

When the world laughed at my perfectly normal passion; I snarled back like the most disastrous guffaws of hell; to defend my blissfully sacrosanct integrity,
But when the same was diabolically ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
like the vials of non-existent poison; not being able to inhale breath even in an atmosphere of sole oxygen; for an infinite more lifetimes.

And when the world laughed at my perfectly normal love; I gave them back a
piece of my mind which was as sharp as the tip of a billion knives; to defend my ubiquitously unparalleled integrity,
But when the same was wretchedly ridiculed by my very own beloved; I felt
like a mortuary of lies; not being able to ever unite my heart with any other thing on this Universe; for an infinite more lifetimes

When My Heart Felt Heavy

When my eyes felt preposterously heavy; I majestically treated them with infernos of bountifully unparalleled empathy,

When my lips felt insurmountably heavy; I fabulously treated them with an unfathomable balm of gregariously blossoming smiles,

When my ears felt satanically heavy; I resplendently treated them with a mesmerizing valley of ingratiatingly tantalizing sounds,

When my shoulders felt frantically heavy; I beautifully treated them with the miraculously
rejuvenating cascade of the timelessly heavenly waterfalls,

When my palms felt murderously heavy; I philanthropically treated them with the fabric of everlastingly sacrosanct and Omnipotent mankind,

When my feet felt drearily heavy; I symbiotically treated them with unfathomable elements of celestially fascinating righteousness,

When my blood felt asphyxiatingly heavy; I divinely treated it with unsurpassable rivers of fragrantly coalescing compassion,

When my fingers felt disastrously heavy; I jubilantly treated them with unfathomably regale fireballs of unrelentingly endowing artistry,

When my brain felt devastatingly heavy; I enchantingly treated it with fathomless cloudbursts of spellbindingly exotic fantasy,

When my bones felt cripplingly heavy; I harmoniously treated them with the panoramically ebullient cradle of endlessly reinvigorating nature,

When my lids felt ominously heavy; I rhapsodically treated them with an incomprehensible immeasurable valley of eternally titillating sensuousness,

When my conscience felt treacherously heavy; I blazingly treated it with unconquerable fortresses of patriotically unflinching honesty,

When my tongue felt salaciously heavy; I melodiously treated it with a perpetual hive of invincible sweetness and sparklingly benign graciousness,

When my stomach felt thunderously heavy; I amiably treated it with the synergistically fructifying fruits of sacredly proliferating Mother Nature,

When my neck felt monotonously heavy; I holistically treated it with cushions of heavenly silk; engulfing even the most infinitesimal cranny of my visage with
the blooming carpets of iridescent paradise,

When my deeds felt unbearably heavy; I philanthropically treated them with the perennially beautiful religion of priceless mankind,

When my shadow felt insidiously heavy; I victoriously treated it with the unassailable path of exhilaratingly unstoppable righteousness,

When my breath felt diabolically heavy; I fearlessly treated it with the Omnipotently scintillating Sunrays of vivaciously triumphant life,

And when my heart felt lethally heavy; I immortally treated it with the stupendously humanitarian impressions of love; love and only undefeatably true love.

When My Heart Ceased To Function

When sensitive tunnels in my eardrum stopped functioning,
amicable voices of chirping birds failed to cast an impression,
stringent sounds emanating from vocal chords of my mother,
struck me as inaudibly sedative whispers of the girl i immensely loved.

as rosy pink fangs of my tongue shut down without prior notice,
there were insatiable urges to demonstrate my emotions,
my face contorted with hapless paralysis,
with my whole being plunging into opalescent fountains bereft of water.

when indispensable centers of my vision rebuked to function,
hazy blobs of grayish scarlet inundated my eyeball,
intricate outlines of the moon resembled disheveled chunks of ice-cream,
the catastrophe had marooned me on a paradise of dreams,
divested of the philanthropic power to see.

as my stolid pair of my feet brusquely froze in their advancing tread,
minuscule distances of the city; loomed menacingly as marathon race tracks,
the simplistic idea of walking seemed bizarrely austere,
infinite compartments of my body tugged me towards untimely slumber.

when clusters of my knotted fingers shunned to work,
mystical enigmas in my brain unleashed themselves at frantic pace,
flowery lines of contemporary literature seemed to erupt from my mouth,
with my manual apparatus unable to transform fantasy into written reality.

and eventually when boisterous threads of my heart relinquished vibrations,
gallons of crimson blood flowing transited to deathly blue,
rubicund complexion of my skin developed patches of febrile yellow,
my moistened breath evaporated in its rudimentary roots,
and i bid a tearful adieu to mother earth; which i had inhabited as a man for 50
long years.

When In Love

Even if you slapped me hard in my cheek; mercilessly whipping the succulent flesh of my body,
I would still bow down my head in obeisance; proclaim vociferously to the world that I loved you.

Even if you spat on me loads of your tangy saliva; castigating me openly amidst scores of civilians; for the most inadvertent of my mistakes,
I would still offer you a glass of spring water to mollify your anger; say
audaciously that I loved you.

Even if you starved me of food for the entire day; refraining to cast an amicable look in my direction,
I would still endeavor my best to make you frivolously smile; trying to enlighten the pallid atmosphere; declare without hesitancy that I loved you.

Even if you made me polish the dilapidated floors till they shone like mirrors; dictatorially commanded me to wipe your shoes,
I would still worship your feet in due reverence; whisper to the obdurate brick walls that I loved you.

Even if you made me iron your ostentatious clothes; dressing me in threadbare
sacs of corrugated jute,
I would still engulf you with the extra rag on my body; when you were shivering; sobbing hysterically in front of you to convey that I loved you.

Even if you shut your eyes when I confronted you; smirking haughtily when I
tried to utter the most diminutive of sound,
I would still carry you to your bed when your dreary toes floundered to hold
their weight on the ground; kiss you gently on your lips to portray I loved you.

Even if you deliberately snapped off my car brakes; making sure I met with a ghastly accident the next time I drove,
I would still utter your name while lying submerged in pools of greasy blood; shout as hard as I could expend my lungs to say that I loved you.

Even if you wished derogatory for me night and day; ominously stared at me for
no fault of mine,
I would still pray to the creator to impregnate your life with bountiful riches; ubiquitously disclose that I loved you.

Even if you pushed me from the aircraft hovering at an unprecedented altitude
in the clouds; waiting anxiously to witness the scenario of my inevitable death,
I would still smile compassionately at you; fervently hoping to witness your
grace again in the next birth; unanimously declare to all that I loved you before I relinquished breath.

Do you want to know the secret behind my blatantly irrational behavior; the cause for my uninhibited sacrifice,
Well its simply this darling; that I had loved you intensely since the moment I first saw you,
And WHEN IN LOVE; I only knew to chivalrously give; for the moment I asked you to grant me favors in return; I would be christened as the ‘biggest beggar’.

When In Deep Sleep

When in deep sleep you seemed like an immaculate angel; breathing
heavily with incoherent sounds emanating from your semi open lips,
While the instant you awakened; you pummeled your fists against the wall;
clenched your teeth in indignation.

When in deep sleep you seemed to be profoundly oblivious to your surroundings;
with your lids firmly agglutinated to your eyeball,
While the instant you awakened; you cast a series of despicable looks; castigating me severely for the inconspicuous smudges aligning the furniture.

When in deep sleep you changed positions umpteenth times in a minute; with
your clothes strewn in a disheveled heap,
While the instant you awakened you stringently made sure that I sat up straight without flinching the least; the attire that I wore was neatly creased and meticulously ironed.

When in deep sleep you mystically smiled; perhaps envisaging the fairies in the cosmos; with an enchanting glow encompassing your facial contours,
While the instant you awakened you were crimson with anger; rebuked me for not
scrupulously washing my face.

When in deep sleep you inadvertently caressed my hair; fondling with my cheeks
as if admiring their pudgy softness,
While the instant you awakened you were aghast at being late for office; slapped me hard for not braiding my hair.

When in deep sleep you unwittingly uttered all those things stored well within
your heart; vanquishing all apprehensions that engulfed your silhouette,
While the instant you awakened you started manipulating the words to speak;
refrained from giving me the tiniest of insinuation.

When in deep sleep you sometimes walked innocuously; languishing in the aisles
of romantic fantasy,
While the instant you awakened you uncouthly barked orders for a cup of tea;
splashed the same on the walls when it was not sizzling to the temperature you
desired.

When in deep sleep you wriggled inside the cozy delights of your quilt; blissfully exploring the moisture beneath the pillow you slept,
While the instant you awakened you threw aside the covers in intense infuriation; frantically searching for your radiant watch and glistening chain.

When in deep sleep you unconsciously laughed; when I poked a thin blade of
grass in your ears; gave me a celestial smile,
While the instant you awakened you barked a volley of abashing expletives;
condemning me for not polishing your shoes.

When in deep sleep you were the perfect husband for whom I had heaps of adulation; while the instant you awakened I had lost all reverence for your persona,
As I wished and prayed fervently to the almighty; to transform you like the way you were when in deep sleep.

When I Wrote Her Name

When I wrote her name with light fountain ink; on the naked parchment of white paper,
It appeared almost invisible; failed to portray the fervent intensity of our romance.

When I inscribed her name on the walls; using exquisite quality of floral paints,
There emanated an ethereal fragrance of flower; although it failed to highlight the main ingredient of our love.

When I scribbled her name on the slippery beach sands; using a chiseled twig,
The calligraphy embossed looked amusing; although it soon got washed in entirety by the gushing waves.

When I painted her name on scintillating glass; using vibrant strokes of steel gray,
The printing was so scrupulous and neat; that it miserably failed to depict the tenacity of our relationship.

When I wrote her name on the black board; using a cylindrical stick of expensive chalk,
It appeared clear and bold; although it couldn’t yet provoke even the slightest of sentiment; and the professor soon scrubbed it clean with his duster.

When I embedded her name on a triangular biscuit of gold; using my switchblade knife,
It appeared grandiloquently studded; although it gave our love a look of ostentatious flattery.

When I symmetrically carved her name on the soft tree bark; using the corrugated drill,
It appeared astoundingly clear from a far distance; although it failed to convey our immortality; as the next second a nomad chopped it down.

When I incorporated her name on the voluptuous cake; using an icing of aromatic peppermint,
It looked romantically enticing; although it couldn’t display the essence of our romance; soon lost its charm as a battalion of ants and insets crawled all over.

When I painstakingly penned her name on glittering diamonds; using a solution of shimmering silver,
It appeared kingly and aristocratic; although it failed to highlight the hardships we had undergone to make our love an intransigent success.

And when I wrote her name on my chest; using rusty nails and a gleaming blade,
Pools of blood dribbled down my ribs; rendering me virtually unconscious; but this time it spoke fathomless volumes of our immense dedication,
With each droplet of blood; reflecting the unconquerable tenacity of our everlasting love.

When I Woke Up From Sleep

The mammoth elephants in the forest; made a thunderous noise; bellowing
rambunctious wails of sound from their trunk,
Inundating the placid ambience with obstreperous cacophony; I still slept
peacefully; with my hair drooling over my eyes.

The unruly traffic on the roads chugged smoke blatantly; honking unnecessarily
in wee hours of the night,
Permeating the carpet of air with incongruous noise; I still slept like a horse; thoroughly lost in the realms of dreamy fantasy.

The bedraggled urchins on the street shouted vociferously; flexing their lungs to monumental capacity,
Striking the cricket ball hard; with a glass pane shattering occasionally; I still slept unperturbed; with the furry blanket over my head.

An army of obnoxious mosquitoes hovered in the vicinity of my intricate ear;
buzzing incessantly tunes of insipid exasperation,
Evacuating precious blood from my succulent skin; I still slept like a prince;
with innocuous saliva oozing from my mouth.

The indiscriminate party of burglars marauded my house; pilfering all the
wealth they could their hands to,
Making a flurry of conspicuous sounds in the process; I still slept like a gigantic whale; with heavy snores emanating from my partially opened mouth.

Herculean drops of rain water struck against my kitchen window; accompanied by
sounds of stringent thunder and lightning,
With turbulent wind gushing right past my face; I still slept like a tortoise
with its head receded way inside its stomach.

Irate trespassers punched the doorbell with passionate fervor; incessantly
doing the same with renewed gusto,
Piercing the atmosphere with disdainful noises of the monotonous alarm; I
still slept with an enchanting smile on my lips; thoroughly oblivious to sound.

There were communal riots going on in the street below; a plethora of shops
were submerged by pugnacious fire,
Hordes of people fled their dwelling; ran berserk for their lives helter-skelter; I still slept like a drunkard; rolling languidly in my inebriated state.

Multiple buildings shook as an aftermath of vicious tremors; infinite walls of
solid concrete incorporated prominent cracks,
The entire structure reverberated with the unleashing impact of earthquake; I
still slept like a dead log; with my eyes formidably shut to the proceedings.

It was at that very moment she entered my room; her perpetual fragrance
tickled my conscience,
The aura of her magnificence rekindling my impoverished soul,
There took incredulous transformations in my body; and I woke up with a
startled look on my face; staring unrelentingly into her mystical eyes; and I didn’t sleep thereafter.

When I Wasn’t Writing Poetry.

Its like the highest summit of the Himalayas suddenly feeling disastrously pale and defeated; even infront of the most infinitesimally lackluster of squandering ants,

Its like those unlimited swarm of bumble bees suddenly feeling extremely bitter and remorseful; even in the heart of their hives—profusely inundated with nothing else but celestial honey,

Its like the flamboyantly brilliant Sun suddenly feeling as if pathetically squatting in limp darkness; even in the midst of the most tempestuously sweltering afternoon,

Its like the most towering of dinosaur suddenly feeling unable to gobble a minuscule leaf; even as several thousand of its teeth uncontrollably minced and roared to devour endless civilizations; just for morning breakfast,

Its like an infinite avalanches of the most frozen ice suddenly feeling like melting into nothingness; even as the chilliest winds of unsparing winter made mercury dip to several hundred degrees below trusted zero,

Its like the most robustly rollicking of body suddenly feeling like starving to an inconsolable death; even when sumptuously fed every hour with the best fruits and ingredients of nature divine,

Its like the most holistically inimitable brain suddenly feeling like heading towards inexplicable dementia; even when effortlessly solving the most pragmatic problems of mathematics at unbelievable speeds,

Its like the most amazingly fecund patches of timelessly proliferating earth suddenly feeling infertile; even infront of the disgracefully impotent wails of the vindictive eunuch,

Its like the stringently unstoppable needles of the clock suddenly feeling like stagnating in the mortuaries of solitariness; even as time inexhaustibly ticked forward to unveil into a revolutionary new tomorrow,

Its like the most gorgeously burgeoning of rose suddenly feeling asphyxiated from all quarters with worthless stink; even when people from all quarters of the globe were inevitably drawn solely to its invincible scent,

Its like the eternally rising sea wave suddenly feeling like the most listlessly pulverized weed; even infront of the fetid pile of slush incongruously blabbering near the
lifeless gutter,

Its like the exuberantly twinkling star suddenly feeling that blackness was the sole ruler of the sadistic night; even though it filtered the most optimistic path of hope to survive in the darkness; savagely menacing around,

Its like the very first showers of ecstatically torrential rain suddenly feeling lividly desolate; even infront of the most worthlessly cringing and miserably abandoned desert sands,

Its like ebullient blood gushing through the veins suddenly feeling as if it belonged to someplace else; even as it indefatigably pumped the heart with unconquerable exhilaration,

Its like the majestic spider perched in the center of its web suddenly feeling decimated by a boundless feet on ground; even though the strands of silk absorbed it more compassionately and profound; into its own perseveringly crafted castle,

Its like the most wondrously efficacious panacea on this planet suddenly feeling that it was abhorrent venom; even though it marvelously and untiringly continued on its miraculous healing spree,

Its like the strongest foundation on soil suddenly feeling it’d worthlessly buried a countless feet under dead soil; even though it hadn’t moved a whisker; in the most treacherously vengeful earthquake of the decade,

Its like the most immortal of heartbeat suddenly feeling blasphemously betrayed; even though the sky of perpetual love continued to harness and replenish the most inconspicuous of its desires,

And I can assure you, it was indeed much worse than all of the above; a feeling too unthinkably cursed to describe to even the goriest of devils out there; when though I had the entire wealth of the world—but unfortunately wasn’t writing poetry.

When I Wasn’t Breathing

When I wasn’t blissfully snoring; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cistern of stupendously rhapsodic and gloriously majestic Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t unsurpassably fantasizing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a garden of ingeniously magical and miraculously mitigating Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t superbly adventuring; I was still inexhaustibly writing an ocean of bountifully resplendent and timelessly undefeated Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t scrumptiously relishing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a playground of optimistically enlightening and unbelievably royal Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t limitlessly triumphing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cascade of beautifully panoramic and effulgently liberating Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t pricelessly smiling; I was still inexhaustibly writing a lantern of unendingly vibrant and inscrutably tantalizing Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t gloriously partying; I was still inexhaustibly writing a paradise of eternally vivacious and pristinely redolent Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t unassailably inspiring; I was still inexhaustibly writing a festoon of incredulously ameliorating and perpetually compassionate Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t magnanimously feasting; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cocoon of symbiotically philanthropic and ubiquitously coalescing Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t ebulliently fornicating; I was still inexhaustibly writing a mist of wonderfully reinvigorating and blessedly burgeoning Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t flirtatiously winking; I was still inexhaustibly writing a swirl of brilliantly untainted and Omnipotently ecstatic Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t mellifluously singing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a heaven of iridescently innovative and spectacularly celestial Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t synergistically relaxing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a pearl of unconquerably seductive and unprecedentedly enamoring Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t amiably conversing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a palette of majestically invincible and Omnipresently procreating Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t holistically earning; I was still inexhaustibly writing a canvas of inimitably untamed and fragrantly altruistic Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t unceasingly exultating; I was still inexhaustibly writing a tunnel of mystically replenishing and perennially enthralling Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t devoutly praying; I was still inexhaustibly writing a meadow of vividly glorifying and fearlessly jubilant Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t ardently dancing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a rainbow of poignantly marvelous and unshakably subliming Immortal Love Poetry,

When I wasn’t unstoppably admiring; I was still inexhaustibly writing a mirror of truthfully Omnipresent and inherently revealing Immortal Love Poetry,

And when I wasn’t quintessentially breathing; I was still inexhaustibly writing a cosmos of unbreakably everlasting and universally bonding Immortal Love Poetry.