Monthly Archives: April 2016

For him I wasn’t a passionate poet penning down thousands of lines of mystical poetry,
What he considered me was just an employee; relentlessly running in and out; through the doors of his bombastic office.

For him I wasn’t the innocuous child wandering at will through the jungles,
What he considered me was just an embellished servant; attending to each of his clients with a big and ostentatiously false smile.

For him I wasn’t the angel sipping milk delectably from mother cow,
What he considered me was just a hi-tech attendant; scrupulously sorting and arranging his plethora of computer files.

For him I wasn’t the fantasy eye casting my shadow on every pretty damsel that I encountered on the streets,
What he considered me was a financial institution who could extract money from the uncouth world; dispense it judiciously to pacify even the tiniest of his demands.

For him I wasn’t the angel who slept cozily for indefatigable number of hours on the silken couch,
What he considered me was just an electric paced machine barging through the door of his office at the crack of dawn; and before anyone else entered his empire.

For him I wasn’t the philanderer gallivanting with brazen relish through the
winding hills,
What he considered me was just a physically fit and robust individual who could clamber and descend the stairs leading to his cabin umpteenth number of times.

For him I wasn’t the carefree and reckless student bunking classroom with nonchalant ease to meet my beloved,
What he considered me was just a special insect; who buzzed incessantly around his visage; pretentiously praising him about things he had never committed.

For him I wasn’t the impetuous youngster who spent every night drowned in gallons of intoxicating whisky dancing to the beats of vivacious music,
What he considered me was a professional with dynamic speech; the only man who could entertain his guests for weeks together on the glittering telephone.

For him I wasn’t just the tiny kid playing boisterously with several other of my kind,
What he considered me was an audacious and gallant chested soldier; standing tall and domineering to protect his assets; opening the door of his car; every time he felt an urge to drive fast towards the valley of enchantment.
For him I wasn’t the emperor of my dreams; sitting on the profusely jeweled throne,
What he considered me was just somebody who could spot and shrug off all the disdainful hair sticking to his shirt; evolve ingenious ideas to fetch him his emoluments for years to unveil.

For him I wasn’t the maverick munching toffee and simultaneously writing love letters,
What he considered me was a perfect ‘Butter Man’; adroitly convincing and polishing the shoes of his vast repertoire of alien customers.

For him I wasn’t the mischievous teenager bursting into pools of uninhibited laughter every other second,
What he considered me was just a vibrant entity who wrote his International speech; cajoled his vain senses when he found himself encompassed by a state of inexplicable nervousness.

For him I wasn’t the pampered boy feasting my eyes on a fathomless ensemble of ravishing fruits and curd,
What he considered me was just an executive who could prolifically travel all around the country; while he slept blissfully with the girl of his dreams; with nothing else except his snores to disturb him.

For him I wasn’t a prince swimming in an ocean of pearls; tossing an armory of jewels like matchsticks in the air,
What he considered me was just an infinitesimal little banana; whose skin he could ruthlessly peel whenever he wanted; before savoring the entire fruit.

For him I wasn’t the baby cuddling tightly to my mother’s invincible lap; drifting off to blissful sleep as she sung mystical rhymes into my ear,
What he considered me was just a mature broker; intricately manipulating and shielding each of his shady and illegal deals.

For him I wasn’t the adventurous crusader; profoundly admiring a blanket of voluptuous stars from the summit of the hill,
What he considered me was just an expert salesman; propagating the essence of his hollow ideals far and wide; standing dead straight as if struck by a hostile arrow; nodding my head boundless number of times to the faintest of whispers he uttered.

For him I wasn’t God’s vehement disciple; inexorably ringing the bells of the temple; wholesomely lost in the omnipotent aura of the Creator,
What he considered me was just an obnoxious table of reception; uttering hi, hello, sorry, thank you, all throughout the waking day and for some part of the
moistened night.

For him I wasn’t my beloved’s lover; enveloped intensely in the supremely volatile arms of her romance,
What he considered me was just a dirty solicitor; ever ready to fight every legal case of his; win every battle triumphantly in front of the judge.

For him I wasn’t human at all; with feelings, desires; fantasies; emotions; passions.etc.,
What he considered me was just his chained employee; licking his feet in meek submission; executing all his Business deals to astronomical perfection.

As these were the things inevitable to be done; to get that pay cheque of mine at the end of every month; and of course till that time he could take the privilege of dominating me,
But mind you irrespective of my compulsion to exist; he would only for the time being remain my fake Godfather; but could never replace and was nowhere near even the minutest shadows of my adorable and omniscient Creator.

Don’t ever let it obnoxiously deter you; irrefutably transcend its cowardliness; with the voice of eternally glorious truth; instead,

Don’t ever let it pathetically maim you; insuperably conquer its idiosyncrasies; with unflinchingly intrepid determination; instead,

Don’t ever let it treacherously pulverize you; blow its infidelity away like an inconspicuously frigid matchstick; with the power of Omnipotent
benevolence; instead,

Don’t ever let it ruthlessly suck you; irretrievably char its unmanliness; with the philanthropic melody of symbiotic existence; instead,

Don’t ever let it devastatingly tyrannize you; wholesomely triumph over its blackness; with the light of blazingly unassailable oneness; instead,

Don’t ever let it mordantly dishearten you; aristocratically sideline its diabolism; with the winds of scintillatingly charismatic camaraderie; instead,

Don’t ever let it hideously slap you; irrevocably freeze its satanic insinuations; with the Omnipotent mantra of regally proliferating humankind; instead,

Don’t ever let it maliciously prejudice you; jubilantly jostle its deterioration; with the spirit of intriguingly enchanting exuberance; instead,

Don’t ever let it painstakingly dither you; perennially challenge its heinousness; with the everlasting sunshine of brilliant optimism; instead,

Don’t ever let it baselessly empower you; implacably annihilate its goriness; with the lamp of panoramically vibrant newness; instead,

Don’t ever let it derogatorily corrupt you; nonchalantly shrug its insipid meaninglessness; with the boundless sky of sacredly burgeoning patriotism; instead,

Don’t ever let it invidiously strangulate you; majestically overwhelm its wailing; with the melodiously fructifying fruits of amiably marvelous existence; instead,

Don’t ever let it truculently dictate you; inexorably dominate its acridness; with the resplendently enamoring vividness of mother nature; instead,

Don’t ever let it malevolently slander you; inimitably silence its obsolescence; with the fabric of impeccably magical originality; instead,
Don’t ever let it indiscriminately trample you; eternally overpower its salaciousness; with the immaculately fragrant ointment of sparkling uninhibitedness; instead,

Don’t ever let it remorsefully shrink you; indefatigably restrict its feckless morbidity; with the wings of unequivocally astronomical freedom; instead,

Don’t ever let it intransigently lambaste you; spell bindingly extinguish its retribution; with unprecedented gorges of tantalizingly smothering artistry; instead,

Don’t ever let it enter your life; for it was the only thin line between you and the paradise of immortally bountiful success; the only gallows which barbarously snatched breath forever from your body even though you were synergistically alive; the only cadaverous demon which robbed you of all your fathomlessly endowed
happiness; the only word which you never wanted to utter if you wanted to live,

And if you guessed it to be death then let me tell you that you were horrifically wrong; for it was a death more gruesome than veritable death; as it was a corpse
of 2 more alphabets than death; infact an unending graveyard called failure

I extracted curd from pure cows milk; after sequestering it for marathon hours from light,

I extracted stupendously sweet honey from catacomb beehives; after adroitly wading the stinging bees away,

I extracted scintillating pearls from the corrugated oyster shell; after fetching the same from fathomless depths of the ocean,

I extracted poignant salt powder from the sea; after stringently drying the water under the dazzling sun,

I extracted succulent fruits from the towering tree; after many years of planting its inconspicuous seed,

I extracted royal skin from the ominous persona of leopard; after decimating his long whiskered body,

I extracted crystalline water from the belly of earth; after digging to unsurpassable distances below the ground,

I extracted lethal poison from the slithering reptile; after severing its hideous pair of toxic fangs,

I extracted tones of stench and prurient debris; after profoundly squeezing the skin of a rotten vegetable,

I extracted a plethora of hidden insinuations; after attentively listening to the bureaucrat’s flowery speech,

I extracted a bountiful ocean of redolence; after assembling a cluster of lilies in the flower vase,

I extracted robust supply of air completely encompassing the squalid room; after I merely caressed the conventional plastic switch labeled as fan,

I extracted compact cubes of triangular ice; after wholesomely freezing the large pitcher of water lying solitary on the slab,

I extracted gold from mundane land cultivating a fleet of crops on it; after onerously digging the soil with my gleaming pickaxe,
I extracted naked electricity from loosely dangling wires; after touching them with my profoundly wet hands,

I extracted a battalion of brilliant rays from the sun; after unrelentingly staring at it for several minutes,

I extracted sparkling foam from the rotund bar of soap; after vigorously kneading it into fine lather with my bohemian palms,

I extracted scores of raw minerals from the gargantuan body of rock; after delving deep and distantly far into its crevices,

I extracted loads of uninhibited love from my mother; after taking birth from her sacrosanct womb,

I extracted unparalleled empathy from my beloved; after making her the one and only queen of my heart,

And I extracted an omnipotent spirit to exist from life; after having being bestowed upon the form of a human; inhaling gallons of fresh air; by the divine Creator.

The disdainful gutters; expurgated tons of sewage every unveiling day; producing an unbearable stench which infiltrated the fragrant surroundings,
The parrot green blades of grass; expurgated dew drops at the onset of evanescent dawn; shimmering magnificently in the temperate sunshine,
The exhausted body; expurgated a million drops of sweat; slowly trickling down the bushy eyebrows,
The fountain pen; expurgated sapphire ink when pressed; granting intricate shape to a jugglery of words,
The colossal mountains; expurgated droplets of snow in chilly winter; which cascaded down their slopes in unparalleled jubilation,
The mystical nightingale; expurgated melodious sounds as it opened its slender throat; flooding the ambience with its deliciously sweet music,
The ominous clouds in the sky; expurgated torrential rain; quenching the insatiable thirst of the parched ground,
The monstrous trucks on the road; expurgated obnoxious smoke; prompting suffocation in innocuously passing pedestrians,
The sensitive filament of bulb; expurgated brilliant light; illuminating the gruesome darkness in the solitary street,
The animate inhabiting terrestrial earth; expurgated feces as the first activity before commencing the new day,
The lizard on the wall; expurgated hostile blood at the occupants; when provoked and slashed by the same,
The celestial body of the Sun; expurgated sizzling rays; fumigating the conglomerate of dirt on earth,
The bunch of entangled rose; expurgated tantalizing fragrance; tickling the most ruthless of individuals,
The salty waves of the boundless ocean; expurgated dead fish on the shores; killed mercilessly by fishermen and fiery storms,
The resplendent rainbow in the cosmos; expurgated a plethora of colors; glistening in the splendor of pouring rain,
The striped panther philandering through the jungle; expurgated a domineering growl; announcing its presence to all animals in vicinity,
The ones suffering from lethal cancer; expurgated precious blood; struggling every unleashing minute to stay alive,
The eyes of my mother; expurgated tears of incredible exultation when I was born,
The nostrils incorporated in every human; expurgated humid breath; necessary to sustain life,
And the indefatigable heart imprisoned in my chest; expurgated love for the ones it cared for; the girl it unrelentingly loved.

My eyes expressed their profoundly unending love; by culminating into an astoundingly glistening festoon of triumphant tears; as her pristinely heavenly form
unfurled from behind the sun soaked hills,

My lips expressed their profusely inexorable love; by igniting thunderstorms of unrelenting desire in her majestic body; poignantly tracing the beautifully blossoming outlines of her mellifluous skin,

My forehead expressed its unrelentingly mischievous love; by flirtatiously colliding with her nubile chin; celestially brushing against her marvelously heaving
chest; as resplendently enamoring beams of the moon took complete control,

My cheeks expressed their bountifully timeless love; by blushing a shade more incomprehensibly voluptuous crimson than the torrentially thundering clouds; at
even the most inconspicuously evanescent of her caress,

My fingers expressed their insatiably indomitable love; by tirelessly groping in rampant strokes through her sensuously ravishing hair; invincibly clasping her
sacrosanct fingers in mine; for infinite more births yet to unveil,

My belly expressed its euphorically unlimited love; by indefatigably matching the divine cadence of her silhouette step for step; reverberating as her ultimate slave in even the most ephemeral of her queenly shadow,

My shoulders expressed their unflinchingly audacious love; by perpetually sequestering her enchantingly vivacious grace in their compassionate warmth;
uplifting her innocuous visage above the realms of spell binding paradise; even as nothing but hell vomited hedonistically from blue sky,

My eyelashes expressed their tantalizingly endless love; by sporadically fluttering against her royally exuberant nose; making her feel like a new born princess; even in her times of inexplicably traumatizing distress,

My ears expressed their ecstatically perennial love; by perspicaciously assimilating even the tiniest rhythm of her glorious stride; ardently listening to her ebulliently rhapsodic laughter; even centuries unfathomable after their veritable time,

My tongue expressed its intransigently dedicated love; by assiduously suckling the sweetness of her golden sweat; punctuating rivulets of untamed felicity in her
countenance with its marvelously sensitive strokes,

My feet expressed their immutably unshakable love; by incessantly following her blissfully immaculate trails wherever she went; intermittently evoking her to
fulminate into inimitable laughter poking her with my bohemian toe,

My throat expressed its ecumenically impeccable love; by relentlessly singing praises of her eternally righteous soul; unequivocally voicing its unstinted support for her everlasting grace; even as the entire world charged her with licentiously bawdy profanity,

My chest expressed its unconquerably benign love; by unassailably guarding her stupendously aristocratic form; taking every heinously adulterated arrow that
dared come her royal away; upon its astronomically tenacious consortium of barren bones,

My palms expressed their impregnably volatile love; by altruistically borrowing all forks of flagrant difficulty from her hands; blessing even the most inconsequential aspect of her life with their quota of destined happiness,

My shadow expressed its unshakably unending love; by irrevocably entrenching her melodiously jubilant form from all sides; timelessly ensuring that even the most
fugitive jinx or spirit wanting to infiltrate her; instead becoming my devastating rhyme,

My mind expressed its fantastically unsurpassable love; by endlessly fantasizing about her enthrallingly exhilarating aura; implacably replacing every other thought in my life with the fragrance of her unblemished companionship,

My veins expressed their vehemently intractable love; by emptying even the last iota of priceless blood from their silken conglomerate; to unendingly witness her blossom into eclectically fructifying life,

My breath expressed its irretrievably unbreakable love; by boundless cascading down her vividly imperial neck; being the insurmountably undefeated elixir; whenever she wanted to uninhibitedly gallop forward in vibrant life,

And my heart expressed its immortally unparalleled love; by bountifully bonding every of its passionate beat with her essence of irrefutably undaunted truth;
indomitably coalescing with her spirit of oneness and humanity; even after the earth had disdainfully ceased to exist.

It was only when you started to insatiably expect; that every stranger on the street would wholeheartedly smile; altruistically enshroud each dreary aspect of your beleaguered existence with unprecedented happiness,
That it terribly hurt you; when he unsparingly abused you; excoriating you apart like inconspicuously frigid shit; for ostensibly no reason or plausible rhyme; instead.

It was only when you started to inexorably expect; that the conglomerate of voluptuous clouds in the cosmos; perpetually inundated every emaciated cranny
of parched earth with enchantingly golden rain,
That it unsurpassably hurt you; when they immutably refrained to shower even an evanescent trickle even after drifting centimeters close to soil; metamorphosed every conceivable tuft of exotic green; into a graveyard of bizarrely disparaging sand;
instead.

It was only when you started to rapaciously expect; that the boisterously cavorting bee; would handsomely bless and enlighten the drearily lambasted roses around you,
That it limitlessly hurt you; when it acrimoniously hurtled right towards the whites of your impeccable eye and vengefully stung you; instead.

It was only when you started to endlessly expect; that the neighbor would chivalrously reciprocate your congenital kindness; unflinching standing by you in
your times of horrendously inexplicable and cancerous distress,
That it hedonistically hurt you; when he ghoulishly smattered every speck of preposterous dirt in his dwelling; with lethal disdain on your face; instead.

It was only when you started to unbelievably expect; that every inch of soil that you timelessly transgressed; would seductively tantalize and compassionately greet the haplessly staggering soles of your fatigued feet,
That it intransigently hurt you; when the ground perpetuated you to fretfully bleed and crumble; transforming into a battalion of cadaverously acerbic thorns even before you could alight a single foot; instead.

It was only when you started to tirelessly expect; that the very first rays of brilliantly Omnipotent Sun next morning; would miraculously mitigate you of even the most infinitesimal iota of your torturous agony,
That it tyrannically hurt you; when the mordantly main and viciously livid smog; hazily obfuscated every trace of light; instead.

It was only when you started to passionately expect; that the indomitably intrepid mountains; would perpetually sequester you in their unshakably peerless aura,
That it unimaginably hurt you; when they ignominiously buried you alive under an avalanche of incongruously untamed ice; instead.
It was only when you started to unconquerably expect; that the immaculate woman on the turnstiles; would invincibly treat you like her venerated son,
That it disconsolately hurt you; when she lasciviously crept towards you and tawdrily offered you her profanely sundry body; instead.

It was only when you started to unceasingly expect; that every wave of the undulatingly frosty ocean; would transcend you to above the realms of veritably
blissful paradise,
That it traumatically hurt you; when the waters savagely drowned you to the rock bottom without giving you the tiniest of subtle innuendo; instead.

And it was only when you started to unrelentingly expect; that the girl for which your heart throbbed more everlastingly than the corridors of eternal eternity; would irrefutably become the sole partner ofyour existence,
That it intolerably hurt you; when she came to tantalizingly kiss you every moonlit evening; and then bonded in threads of perennial matrimony with your most dreaded enemy; choosing you for the night and him for life; instead.

We might be two different breaths; but will continue to exist as one; rhapsodically relishing each moment of profoundly mystical life,

We might be two different mouths; but will continue to exist as one; singing till the last chord down our throat got exhausted; basking in the glory of the divinely atmosphere,

We might be two different feet; but will continue to exist as one; transgressing unflinchingly over every barricade of acrimonious existence; surging unabashedly ahead on our path towards righteousness,

We might be two different brains; but will continue to exist as one; evolving the most ingenious ideas on this planet; indefatigably striving to metamorphose God’s beautiful creation once again into a paradise,

We might be two different hands; but will continue to exist as one; facing the mightiest of onslaught with invincible determination; pulverizing the nefarious devil to inconspicuous bits of insipid ash,

We might be two different destinies; but will continue to exist as one; overtoppling all the barbaric odds and spirits that inevitably came our way; with the astounding conviction in our blood,

We might be two different lips; but will continue to exist as one; smiling high and handsome towards the flaming Sun; even though the nights had wholesomely
strangulated our blissful days,

We might be two different eyes; but will continue to exist as one; incarcerating the fathomless beauty of this wonderful planet in our lids; crying tears of blood to enlighten the lives of our compatriots in inexplicable pain,

We might be two different ears; but will continue to exist as one; profusely enjoying the captivating melody in the air; unrelentingly on the lookout for our sacrosanct siblings on this globe,

We might be two different tongues; but will continue to exist as one; eloquently speaking and emanating God’s wonderful voice; conversing in the dialect of ubiquitous humanity,

We might be two different skins; but will continue to exist as one; merrily frolicking in an enchanting paradise of our own; far away from the obnoxious vagaries of Black
and white,

We might be two different shadows; but will continue to exist as one; not relinquishing our entities even a diminutive trifle in the blistering day; as well as the satanically devil ridden night,

We might be two different signatures; but will continue to exist as one; evolving a script which is the most unshakeable of them all; a jargon which none in this vast world could ever conceive to emulate,

We might be two different bloods; but will continue to exist as one; decimating every disease from its very non-existent roots; perennially bouncing towards the sky with a tumultuous euphoria to grasp for life,

We might be two different desires; but will continue to exist as one; insurmountably superceding every beautiful dream that lingered in the air; mating in the perpetual flame of belonging,

We might be two different heights; but will continue to exist as one; caressing the incredulously shimmering stars as we philandered; nestling contentedly in the belly of the milky moon in the lap of silken sleep,

We might two different enigmas; but will continue to exist as one; enthralling monotonously struggling identities in this Universe; with the ravishing tinkle in
our stride,

We might be two different souls; but will continue to exist as one; coalescing as an inseparable spirit to withstand each acrid chapter of indispensable survival,

And we might be two different hearts; but will continue to exist as one; even after our mortal deaths; for infinite more births to come.

The eyes exploded into a flurry of tears; sometimes of celestial bliss; sometimes reeling under the onslaught of hysterical agony,

The nose exploded into a stream of gruesomely sticky mucus; succeeded by violent draughts of passionate air,

The legs exploded into an inevitable fast run; as the striped panther furtively following them came at whisker lengths of snapping distance,

The fingers exploded into a mountain of voracious writing; transforming the sheer magic embedded in them into exquisite calligraphy,

The stars in the cosmos exploded into a fountain of resplendent light; illuminating the ghastly darkness prevailing in all quarters with ravishing light,

The gutter exploded into a whirlpool of gruesomely stinking sewage; diffusing an obnoxiously horrendous stench for boundless kilometers in vicinity,

The Sun exploded into a vicious fireball of flames; charring every evil to minuscule ash in the wrath of its sweltering heat,

The volcano exploded into fulminating lava; diffusing tumultuous heat and agony as it gushed out of the earth’s belly like an electric paced rocket,

The tongue exploded into a volley of supremely melodious sounds; engulfing the dolorously morose ambience around with enthralling music,

The mouth exploded into a thunderously loud yawn; languidly expressing its immortal desire to exotically dream and sleep,

The rose exploded into an ocean of scent every dawn; permeating every entity that trespassed in surrounding; with the essence of its mystically alluring aroma,

The fire cracker exploded into a festoon of brilliantly pugnacious sparks; puncturing the
voluptuous carpet of night with unparalleled boisterous fervor,

The photograph exploded into a cavalcade of hidden emotions; putting up a blatantly stoical look in front of its master; sulking within as it was thoroughly incapable of taking birth again,

The ripe and rotten tomato exploded into a shower of fetidly red curry; fomenting all those around to relinquish the last bit of taste they had in their mouths,

The assembly of exorbitantly costly diamonds exploded into a corridor of intransigent shine; made people ogle at their impeccably splendid demeanor for centuries unprecedented,

The indefatigably tired arms exploded into a pool of seductive sweat; trickling down slowly to blend with scorched mud,

The fathomless deep gorge encompassing the entire spell binding mountain range; exploded into an ensemble of eerie echoes; granting Godly status to an inconspicuously tiny sound,

The turbulently rising waves of the colossal ocean exploded into a blanket of tantalizing froth; flooding the life of impoverished entities with tangy spice and the ardor to survive,

The heart imprisoned in the chest exploded into a series of passionate palpitations; profoundly blending with the ultimate love its life,

And every life born on this planet; exploded into newness and energy; exploded into fascinating enchantment and enigma; exploded into the unending battle called
and worshipped as existence.

The mesmerizing tunes of the voluptuous nightingale; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which emanated from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who came every unfurling minute in my ocean of dreams.

The boisterously buzzing tunes of the queen bee; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which diffused from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who tantalized me unrelentingly with the fragrance of her mystical breath.

The melodious tunes spiraling handsomely from the delectable piano; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which oozed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who cast an enigmatic spell on each path I tread.

The cacophonic tunes of croaking frogs; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which flowed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who left me astoundingly dumbfounded; with the crimson color of her innocuous cheeks.

The tunes of tumultuous thunder pouring from sky; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which sky rocketed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who conjured me into a spell of celestially unending sleep.

The treacherously satanic tunes of the monster approaching; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which cascaded from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who maneuvered me into a land of incomprehensibly beautiful fantasy.

The vivacious tunes of the giant drum; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which descended from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who granted me the astronomical conviction to confront every aspect of life.

The ominous tunes of the hideously hissing snake; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which shot from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who made me feel perpetually young; with insurmountable mischief lingering on her
face.

The passionate tunes of the ocean clashing against the rocks were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which dribbled from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who drowned me profusely in the ingratiating aura of her divinely voice.

And the vital tunes of existence on this planet; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which crept from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who impregnated new life every second in my impoverished persona; the girl who
infact I proudly called my beloved.

It was perhaps my despairing misfortune; that I couldn’t embellish even the most infinitesimal iota of your body with a fountain of unfathomably extravagant silk,

It was perhaps my criminal misfortune; that I couldn’t assimilate all titillating delicacies of this fathomless planet; into your outstretched palette,

It was perhaps my penalizing misfortune; that I couldn’t tirelessly inundate even the most diminutive space round your majestic countenance; with the unsurpassable treasury of wealth on this gigantic planet,

It was perhaps my debilitating misfortune; that I couldn’t deluge every step that you royally transgressed; with an insurmountable festoon of gloriously scintillating cars,

It was perhaps my lambasting misfortune; that I couldn’t fly you on my shoulders to kiss the profound Moon; snatch every star from the sky to perpetually become the grace of your sacred lap,

It was perhaps my treacherous misfortune; that I couldn’t adorn your fantastically nubile skin; with all incomprehensible glitter and diamonds; bountifully studded on the periphery of this mesmerizing Universe,

It was perhaps my salacious misfortune; that I couldn’t gift you the most opulently golden mirror every morning; for you to sensuously appreciate every iota of your ravishing countenance; till times beyond infinite infinity,

It was perhaps my ominous misfortune; that I couldn’t embed each step that you aristocratically transgressed; with a boundless entrenchment of spell binding gold,

It was perhaps my invidious misfortune; that I couldn’t engulf your heavenly sleeping body; with unending blankets of ingratiatingly resplendent pearls,

It was perhaps my slithering misfortune; that I couldn’t caress even the most fleeting speck of your visage; with feathers of everlasting paradise; every unfurling minute of the sweltering day and even after the heart of enchantingly fabulous midnight,

It was perhaps my preposterous misfortune; that I couldn’t incarcerate every bit of melody on this limitless earth; to unrelentingly shower upon your vivacious grace; for times immemorial,

It was perhaps my pugnacious misfortune; that I couldn’t buy you the most extraordinarily expensive nailpolish on this unprecedented globe; paint the
immaculate budding crusts of your toes with regally beautiful color,
It was perhaps my prejudiced misfortune; that I couldn’t irrevocably light the lanterns of your celestial eyes; with flames of unassailable and never-ending prosperity,

It was perhaps my tyrannical misfortune; that I couldn’t mold the most Orientally exquisite figurines for you on this indefatigable planet; at the tiniest flutter of your marvelously rubicund lips,

It was perhaps my ruthless misfortune; that I couldn’t erect a palace of fascinatingly charismatic silver on every path that you philandered; on even the most obsolete chunk of land that you cast your poignant sight,

It was perhaps my indiscriminate misfortune; that I couldn’t metamorphose every inadvertently malevolent element of your innocent conscience; into the sky
of unconquerably truthful righteousness,

It was perhaps my indescribable misfortune; that I couldn’t commemorate every breath that you exhaled; as the ultimate throne on this eclectically vibrant Universe,

But believe me even if there was somebody who could grant you all of the above at the most mercurial wink of your eye; he still couldn’t infiltrate a fraction into your Omnipotent life; or posses you as much as I,

For although I might be disastrously penurious; the immortal beats of my heart loved you more than any organism on this earth could ever conceive; my love
for you was that undefeated spirit that none could conquer; except the divine.