Monthly Archives: April 2016

Sinking countless kilometers beneath the rock bottom of my boots; as I witnessed the insurmountably gigantic dinosaur making a final countdown for my bones,

Triumphantly bouncing towards a land higher than the summit of paradise; as I achieved the most unprecedented ambition of my life,

Freezing ruthlessly to worse than a cold stone; as I heard the overwhelmingly gloomy news; about the ghastly accident of my beloved,

Thunderously leaping out of my ardent chest; as I encountered the most fantastically fabulous of my dreams; serendipitously by my side,

Escalating like a tumultuously rebellious inferno; when someone rubbed salt on my nascently raw wounds; in the worst of my times,

Philandering through the tunnels of insatiably tingling desire; as I romanced with the mate of my dreams; as streaks of electric lightening blazed ferociously in the cosmos,

Paralyzing to a frigidly dead bone; as I witnessed gargantuan flocks of unruly mob; torch thousands of innocent alive,

Melting like a philanthropically benevolent candle; when the impeccable child caught my hand; calling me father with profound newness lingering in the whites of his eye,

Wavering in profuse uncertainty; as I had to choose from amongst my sacrosanct mother and enchanting wife; both of whom I loved incomprehensibly; and alike,

Shivering more painstakingly than boundless avalanches of condensed ice; as I viewed my benign fellow mates; being lambasted traumatically from all sides,

Slithering in ecstatic frenzy in umpteenth directions; as I immaculately unveiled each ingenious artistry of my bountiful brain,

Compassionately fortifying itself like an impregnable fortress; when I unflinchingly marched towards the path of irrefutable truth; with the palms of my fellow comrades; invincibly entwined in mine,

Shrinking to fathomless times of its original size; as I heard my name in God’s list of those about to die; when I knew that this was the last time; of seeing my cherished ones alive,

Glistening to a shade more flamboyant than the rising Sun; as I made my parents proud of my conquests; proved it to the entire world outside; that I was equal to each droplet of my divinely mothers milk,

Dancing in remorseful solitude; as I knew I had committed the most heinous act of my life; as I knew that it was disparagingly hopeless; to reverse my quota of inadvertently performed misdeeds,

Forcefully fulminating to be instantaneously released; as I was imprisoned in the land of traitors; in the corridors of those who sinfully condemned God and priceless humanity,

Dying inconspicuously in its rudimentary roots; as I saw the magnanimous entity who gave me birth; being lowered down in her ghastly tomb,

And living an infinite lives in a single life; an infinite instants of happiness in a single moment; when it immortally bonded with the ultimate love of its fervently adventurous existence,

Was my passionately throbbing heart; unequivocally ensuring that I survived till my last breath as the richest man alive; a richness not able to be manipulated or purchased by any spurious wealth; a richness of its sacredly everlasting beats.

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to inundate every cranny of your brain with so many spell binding fantasies; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your perpetually silencing death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to enlighten every outline of your lips with so many eternally rhapsodic smiles; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your gruesomely tyrannizing death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to mesmerize each vacant pore of your eardrum with so many spell bindingly humanitarian tunes; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your ominously victimizing death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to tantalize every nerve of your spine with so many feathers of uninhibitedness; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your ghoulishly penalizing death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to paint every bit of whiteness in your eye with so many astounding colors of nature divine; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your hideously tormenting death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to appease your stomach with so many vividly amazing fruits of nature on this boundless planet; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your treacherously devastating death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to enchant your nostrils with so many scents of compassionate friendship; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your satanically asphyxiating death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I
lived; I wanted to stupefy each of your intricate veins with so many shades of unabashedly sparkling creativity; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your diabolically castrated death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to embellish every freckle of your neck with so many petals of invincible togetherness; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your sinfully stony death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to rejuvenate every impression on your fingers with so many undying passions of unconquerable artistry; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your miserably obliterated death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I
lived; I wanted to ignite each crevice on your toes with so many pathways of inimitably enriching adventure; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your hopelessly nonchalant death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to delight the enamel of your teeth so many flavors of unparalleled symbiotic creation; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your bizarrely crucifying death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I
lived; I wanted to mollify every chord of your throat with so many mantras of everlasting peace; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your brutally non-existent death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to bless your tongue with so many hymns of unassailable unity; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of
your preposterously hackneyed death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to worship your breath with so many rays of the fearlessly optimistic Sun; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your irrevocably delirious death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to impregnate your bosom with so many whispers of ardently fascinating excitement; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your inconsolably venomous death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to patronize your shadow with so many rays of insuperably glorious truth; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your horrendously stifling death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to arouse every conceivable cranny of your skin with so many whiskers of unprecedented ecstasy; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your tawdrily maiming death,

One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to fortify each of your bones with so many apogees of universally unshakable brotherhood; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your agonizingly amorphous death,

And one day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to perpetuate each beat of your heart with so many lifetimes of immortal love; that you’d remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your heartlessly evaporating death.

Even if you placed the Sun beneath infinite coffins of gorily asphyxiating darkness; it still wouldn’t lose an infinitesimal trifle of its Omnipotently blazing shine; the power to unassailably enlighten countless haplessly deprived with its majestically golden light,

Even if you placed the Mountain peak beside an ocean of ludicrously stammering ants; it still wouldn’t lose a diminutive trifle of its unflinchingly Herculean strength; the peerless magnanimousness to sequester countless devastated in its invincible belly,

Even if you placed the bumble bee in the venomously cynical rattlers den; it
still wouldn’t lose an ethereal trifle of its unbelievably insuperable sweetness; the celestial cisterns of eternal honey with which it harmoniously coalesced the entire estranged planet,

Even if you placed the newborn infant in the hedonistically truculent witch’s cradle; it still wouldn’t lose an ephemeral trifle of its pristinely impeccable integrity; the unparalleled charisma to perpetually charm the entire lackadaisically beleaguered Universe,

Even if you placed the fearlessly blistering soldier beside billions of spuriously delinquent lackluster lollipops; he still wouldn’t lose an evanescent trifle of his unshakable bravery; the everlasting yearning in his soul to endlessly fight for his venerated motherland,

Even if you placed the idol of insuperably emollient truth in the gutter of
derogatorily pulverizing politics; it still wouldn’t lose a fugitive trifle of its ubiquitously perennial righteousness; the pricelessly unconquerable Omnipotence that it granted to every soul,

Even if you placed the rose in the indescribably fetid pile of flagrantly rotting garbage; it still wouldn’t lose a fleeting trifle of its timelessly impregnable scent; the fragrance of unbelievably triumphant unity that it wafted to every corner of the limitless globe,

Even if you placed the mother in the land of limitlessly cannibalistic and blood-sucking parasites; she still wouldn’t lose a mercurial trifle of her blissfully invincible sacredness; the exuberant spurts of compassionately bountiful life; that she bestowed upon every organism born alive,

Even if you placed the nightingale amidst the unimaginably abhorrent frogs of cacophonic lecherousness; it still wouldn’t lose a tiny trifle of its spell-bindingly enamoring voice; the perennially mollifying winds of symbiotic mellifluousness with which it captured every heart alike,

Even if you placed the butterfly in the endless mortuaries of invidiously crippling darkness; it still wouldn’t lose a parsimonious trifle of its effulgent boisterousness; the colors of victoriously mischievous frolic which it perpetuated into every speck of the lividly bereaved atmosphere,

Even if you placed the sky of goodness in the dungeon of disparagingly derelict lies; it still wouldn’t lose a capricious trifle of its unbreakably ecstatic humanity; the wings of panoramically undefeatable courage that it granted to every conceivable organism on this fathomless planet,

Even if you placed the clock amidst the gallows of horrendously strangulating and stony stillness; it still wouldn’t lose an intangible trifle of its magnificently tireless punctuality; unstoppably ticking as the inevitably chapters of life and death; synergistically unfolded on the trajectory of the Lord’s earth,

Even if you placed fantasy in the boundlessly sweltering and acrimonious desert; it still wouldn’t lose an obsolete trifle of its unfathomably fantastic exhilaration; the mists of fabulous sensuousness on which it floated till times immemorial,

Even if you placed the poet in the mundanely matchboxed and cadaverously
incarcerated corporate office; he still wouldn’t lose an abstemious trifle of his unsurpassably poignant sensitivity; the stupendously Omniscient ability to create magically mitigating rhyme; out of bizarrely decrepit nothingness,

Even if you placed the rainbow in meaninglessly vindictive chalk; it still
wouldn’t lose a truncated trifle of its ebulliently fructifying vivaciousness; the profoundly unconquerably color and charm that it handsomely perpetuated into the lives of trillions orphaned and destitute,

Even if you placed mother’s milk amidst the entire pugnacious poison of this
planet; it still wouldn’t lose a disappearing trifle of its Omnipresent holiness; the divinely power to reinvigorate priceless life in the worst of veritably dead,

Even if you placed Immortal love in the hell of indiscriminately massacring
betrayal; it still wouldn’t lose a penurious trifle of its insuperably royal embrace; the unmatched ardor to let mother earth uninhibitedly proliferate; for an infinite more births yet to unveil,

Even if you placed breath in the wickedly egregious graveyard of death; it still wouldn’t lose a minuscule trifle of its incredulously blessing virility; the magically alleviating feeling sensations of life that it permeated; on paradise and pragmatic
earth alike,

And even if you placed God in the territories of the vituperatively sadistic
and diabolically squelching devil; he still wouldn’t lose a small trifle of his Limitlessly unsurpassed glory; the fervency with which he had blessed life to exist till times beyond eternal eternity; and in celestial synergy with the everlasting environment.

I could relinquish all my clothes this very moment; shiver hysterically as turbulent cloud covers of snow tumbled ferociously from the sky,

I could relinquish all my fantasies this very moment; stare in mockingly dumb ridicule towards abstruse bits of solitary air,

I could relinquish all my spurious pride this very moment; start hoarsely begging on the streets; with my profusely bedraggled hair cascading disdainfully over my cheeks,

I could relinquish all my overwhelming courage this very moment; surrender in meek submission to even the ants transgressing near the lavatory seat,

I could relinquish all my smiles this very moment; weep till times immemorial; even though the Sun outside glowed brighter than when it was born,

I could relinquish all my blood this very moment; mercilessly extricate the indispensably life yielding fluid horrendously from its very roots,

I could relinquish all my teeth this very moment; uncouthly abrading them against obdurate biscuits of acrimoniously thorny steel,

I could relinquish all my taste this very moment; surviving wholesomely on stale left overs of insurmountably decaying bread blended with the bland desert sands,

I could relinquish all my memory this very moment; frantically groping my way like a new born child amidst the myriad of boisterously whipping traffic,

I could relinquish all my daintily gifted features this very moment; brutally ripping apart each part of my robustly voluptuous skin,

I could relinquish all my astronomically earned wealth this very moment; licking the mud in insatiable hunger as the stomach cried beyond the realms of no control,

I could relinquish all my nerves this very moment; slithering in tumultuously painstaking agony as the vultures descended to confiscate my skeleton,

I could relinquish all my ambitions this very moment; loiter aimlessly with the sword of desperation penetrating me deeper and deeper by the unveiling minute,

I could relinquish all my prudently sagacious ability to think this very moment; incurring a billion bomb blasts incessantly in the corridors of my tenderly
palpable brain,
I could relinquish all my melodious voice this very moment; persevering to eternity to blurt even a single alphabet; although I possessed the most ingratiatingly fabulous island of rosy tongue,

I could relinquish all my dexterity this very moment; maniacally executing only an inconspicuous task for decades unfathomable; although the Creator had gifted
me with boundless virtues of this world,

I could relinquish all my body this very moment; lingering like an insipidly treacherous and gloomy spirit; although mountains of raw tenacity engulfed
each of my bones,

I could relinquish all my breath this very moment; incarcerating myself infinite feet beneath my burial ground; profoundly abdicating even the most minuscule trace of tangible life,

But I couldn’t relinquish you O! Beloved; for you were not only more precious to me than any other entity on this Universe; but my very reason to live; even if I was born dead for infinite lives.

Even if I had to cry tears of savage blood; with hysterical agony pouring turbulently from my cheeks,

Even if I had to chew biscuits of obdurate steel; ripping my teeth apart into infinite pieces,

Even if I had to trespass on a blanket of acrimonious thorns; with the uncouth needles piercing brutally through my supple feet,

Even if I had to speak indefatigably without the slightest of rest; harbor an armory of satanic blisters on my rubicund tongue,

Even if I had to hear the most abashing of abuse; had to tolerate the most tumultuously screeching sound,

Even if I had to perceive the most horrendously ghastliest of dreams; wail inexorably all throughout the night in the agony of my ghoulish conceptions,

Even if I had to pound my fists against the Herculean mountain; disintegrating my tender bones into fathomless small bits,

Even if I had to count all the stars in the cosmos every night; with the slightest error of mine leading to ruthless crucification of my blissful entity,

Even if I had to run for millions of kilometers on the trot; with the pugnacious rays of Sun and the frigidness in my bones stopping me relentlessly at every step,

Even if I had to remain starved for decades unprecedented; with the pangs of insatiable hunger in my stomach augmenting like a volcano every unleashing
second,

Even if I had to sleep every night in the Lion’s den; with a pack of hostile wolves encircling me the instant I closed my eyes,

Even if I had to clamber up the snow clad cliffs barefoot; with the last bone in my body rattling uncontrollably towards certain death,

Even if I had to write till unsurpassable eternity; with the last ounce of enthusiasm and tenacity wholesomely evacuating from my bones,

Even if I had to stare inexorably in flaming wisps of inclement fire; with the moisture in my intricate eye disastrously evaporating into remote oblivion,
Even if I had to be whipped tirelessly by swords coated with lethal scorpion; with each pore of my skin whimpering in meek submission,

Even if I had to drink snake venom every dawn instead of impeccable milk; diabolically torture the mass of delicate intestines and food trapped in my stomach,

Even if I had to traverse naked on the boisterous streets; becoming the object of unimaginable ridicule in every section of the pretentious society,

And even if I had to die a gory death every moment; and still lead life in accordance with the laws of existence,

I wouldn’t mind it all O! Lord; as long as I achieved the goal I was striving for; and my insurmountable urge to become the invincible King of poetry; was wholesomely satisfied.

It was great to wholeheartedly smile; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was spreading its celestial essence to the most miserably orphaned quarters of this boundless Universe,

It was great to marvelously fantasize; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was granting a right to every person irrespective of caste; creed; or religion; to profoundly do the same; alike,

It was great to stupendously sight; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was philanthropically assisting all those besieged with gruesomely devastating blindness; immortalizing their dreams into an eternal reality,

It was great to eat tantalizing food; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to feed the horrendously famished and deprived; witness them blossom into the celestially benign citizens of tomorrow,

It was great to dress up ravishingly beautiful; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to embellish every miserably abandoned infant; with the ornaments of perpetual love and care,

It was great to invincibly marry; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to unite passionately palpitating hearts all across the fathomlessly magnificent Universe; in threads of everlasting romance,

It was great to incessantly march towards your benevolent goals; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to educate and profusely transpire all those indiscriminately sucking each other’s blood; with the perennial fragrance of
humanity,

It was great to acquire astronomical wealth; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to help the treacherously afflicted destitute; magnanimously bequeath upon them a dwelling of vibrant compassion; sequestering them from the
vicious onslaught of neglect,

It was great to have Herculean muscles jutting profoundly from all quarters of your body; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to massacre the parasites of evil in entirety from this colossaly gregarious earth; relentlessly tower tall as the ultimate harbinger of all mankind,

It was great to have scarlet blood cascading poignantly through your intricate veins; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to save as many innocent lives as possible from despairing extinction; in the tenure of your transiently fading life,
It was great to melodiously sing; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to harmoniously pacify all traumatized agony incinerated due to malicious manipulation; with the supremely magical cadence in your voice,

It was great to uninhibitedly dance; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to sway in exhilarating gay abandon with all those disastrously maimed; uplift their impeccable souls to blend with the Omnisciently divine,

It was great to illuminate your abode with blazing light; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to Omnipotently enlighten all those hutments uncouthly lingering in pools of ghastly sadness and unprecedented suffering,

It was great to mischievously philander through the aisles of unfathomable desire; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to return their ecstatically lost childhood’s to children; brutally pulverized by ostentatious norms of the stinkingly
rigid society,

It was great to tower barefoot upon the summit of the gloriously unconquerable mountain; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to mitigate
derogatorily castigated humanity from chains of lecherous slavery; hoist them to forever exist above the surreally romantic clouds,

It was great to be successful in every acrimonious examination of your life; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to pioneer all those hopelessly shattered lives; towards the epitome of bountifully resplendent prosperity,

It was great to be sagaciously truthful; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to disseminate the elements of peace; brotherhood; and symbiotic existence; in every organism that you holistically encountered in your blissful way,

It was great to royally breathe; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to bestow life upon all immaculate entities despondently crumbling; rejuvenating the cold-bloodedly insidious globe once again; into an overwhelmingly mesmerizing paradise,

And it was great to immortally love; but an irrefutable feeling even greater than that; was to perpetually coalesce every cranny of this aristocratically glittering planet; in the winds of compassionate sharing; in waves of impregnable peace; over and above all; in unassailable petals of inseparable mankind.

Even before I could open my lips; he had already decided what was I going to speak; the synchronized order in which I would utter each word,

Even before I could hoist my foot; he had already decided which portions of earth I would tread on; the intricate path I would weave towards victory,

Even before I could open my wardrobe; he had already decided the garments I would adorn; the most minuscule of attire I would use to engulf myself lavishly from head to toe,

Even before I could let my mind loose; he had already decided my dream; the exotic fairies that I would perceive floating delectably in the colossal Universe,

Even before I could manipulate my fingers; he had already decided what I was going to write; inundate countless sheets of blank paper with incomprehensible verses of pure literature,

Even before I could open my eyes; he had already decided what I would sight; profoundly admire all the enchanting things that he had evolved in this world,

Even before I could turn the pages of the textbook; he had already decided the route of my career; the ensemble of degrees and accolades which I would be bestowed upon in this lifetime of mine,

Even before I could feel hungry; he had already decided the food I would consume; the morsels of sumptuous fruit I would masticate in relish in order to appease my gluttony,

Even before I could contemplate time; he had already decided the hour which I would blissfully sleep; the hour which I would be as awake as the vivaciously
chirping bird,

Even before I could lift color; he had already decided the exquisite shapes I would embody on the canvas; capturing the spell binding beauty of the gargantuan
gorge with the rustic strokes of my bushy paint brush,

Even before I could raise my hands to fight; he had already decided the unsurpassable territories that I would conquer; the number of diabolical demons which I would trample with the Herculean strength circulating in my arms,

Even before I could strain my ears; he had already decided the sounds I would hear; the infinitesimal voices of tinkling feet that would flood my soul with unprecedented happiness,

Even before I could love; he had already decided the girl whom I was going to marry; the woman who would make my life; in all respects solid and blissfully complete,

Even before I could pray; he had already decided the wishes I would ask for; the things I desired to fervently posses by my bedside,

Even before I could start to work; he had already decided the color of my sweat; the amount of effort I would have to put in; in order to metamorphose all my
dreams into veritable reality,

Even before I commenced from my dwelling; he had already decided the places I would frequent; the roads I would transgress in the course of my adventurous expedition,

Even before I could admire my reflection; he had already decided the supremely dainty contours of my face; the perfect physiognomy that a human could ever
have been endowed with,

Even before I could take my last breath; he had already decided the space in heaven which I would occupy; the balance and equilibrium of all the good and bad that I had committed on this earth,

And even before I could take birth; he had already decided the number of breaths I would take in this life; the actual and exact path it would take; the real route of my destiny.

Hands sandwiched well beneath slabs of freezing ice; exploring the fabulous chill to the most unprecedented limits,

Feet transgressing through meadows of voluptuous green grass; stupendously relishing the glistening dew drops protruding enchantingly from the stalks,

Tongue seductively slurping tantalizing mountains of ice-cream; placidly resting in astronomical pleasure soon thereafter,

Eyes glimpsing the majestically alluring waves of the ocean; sweeping like an exotic whirlpool through a myriad of mesmerizing sights in this gigantic Universe,

Neck dancing rampantly under milky beams of moonlight; gyrating delectably with drifting draughts of exuberant breeze,

Hair trembling in tumultuous euphoria on scalp; as more than a billion droplets of water tumbled in vivacious frenzy from the sky,

Ears profoundly listening to the astoundingly melodious sound of the nightingale; entirely oblivious to the disdainful cacophony of the outside world,

Nails weaving mystical paths through a planet deluged with silk; absorbing the tingling softness in its most overwhelming state of compassion,

Nose profusely inhaling the scent of scarlet rose; wholesomely engulfed by an island of sedative flower and scent,

Teeth compassionately suckling on cubes of blissful sugarcane; inundating the barren palette of mouth with rejuvenating showers of untamed ecstasy,

Eyelids nictitating flirtatiously in the aisles of incomprehensible desire; mischievously reminiscing nostalgic sequences of innocuous childhood,

Throat humming indefatigably about a conviction to fight life; emanating boisterous tunes as the persona arose from the ashes,

Belly coated with toppings of appetizing cheese; impregnating a sensation more titillating than misty cocoons of smoke grey clouds,

Shadow fluttering tranquilly on obscure ground; enticing an ocean of dreams as it daintily maneuvered,

Sweat that has an oligarchic golden color; dribbling thunderously down my arms in anxious anticipation,

Toes on reinvigorating embers of sizzling fire; flooding my impoverished demeanor with loads of indomitable resilience and relaxing warmth,

Bones embodied with spurts of robust energy; imparting a resurgent tenacity to ebulliently bounce forward in true life,

Soul that leaves its impression even centuries after its disappearance; ubiquitously propagating the essence of philanthropic benevolence in the life of every human being,

And a heart that palpitates only for love till the time it lives; and even decades thereafter; is how I want each part of my body to be O! Lord; to win and emerge unflinchingly unnerved; even as the night falls.

Some loved her for her ravishingly sensuous lips; insatiably wanting to feast on their enchantingly mesmerizing softness,

Some loved her for her tantalizingly seductive smiles; tirelessly wanting to become every tinkle of rapturous laughter; that she ebulliently diffused from her poignant throat,

Some loved her for her exotically glistening sweat; salaciously wanting to titillatingly suckle it; till the very end of their times,

Some loved her for her rhapsodically heaving bosom; treacherously wanting to incarcerate its voluptuous contours; in the delights of their cold-bloodedly
bohemian palms,

Some loved her for her ravishingly tantalizing hair; perennially wanting to feel its exhilarating cascaded; upon their brutally impoverished lap’s,

Some loved her for her enticingly melodious voice; unsurpassably wanting to be the every tune that she so majestically wafted; from within the inner most realms of her soul,

Some loved her for her ingratiatingly flapping ears; satanically wanting to nibble their gloriously tingling sweetness; till times beyond infinite infinity,

Some loved her for her fascinatingly intoxicating belly; indefatigably wanting to nestle in its compassionate softness; every unfurling instant of the sweltering and well past the heart of vibrantly vivacious midnight,

Some loved her for her euphorically reverberating legs; uxoriously wanting to dance with her triumphant form; and their bodies wholesomely intermingled with her compassionate rhyme,

Some loved her for her charmingly silken palms; devilishly wanting to coalesce every element of their destiny with hers; hide their ungainly faces in her invincibly unflinching fists,

Some loved her for her immaculately scintillating teeth; tyrannically wanting to make them their nimbly listening slave; chattering in obeisant submission to even the most mercurial of their commands,

Some loved her for her spell bindingly heavenly fragrance; timelessly wanting to captivate its miraculous freshness; in their truculently manipulative repertoire,
Some loved her for her royal sensitivity; forcefully wanting to forever melange with her astoundingly celestial artistry; to fantastically alleviate their haplessly shattered lives,

Some loved her for her impeccably blessing stride; unrelentingly wanting to incarcerate every step on which she tread; to irrefutably uplift themselves in
all aspects of mystically unveiling life,

Some loved her for her aristocratically fluttering eyelashes; inexorably wanting to flirt with her playfully rollicking countenance; gloriously catapulting them back into the realms of their innocent childhood,

Some loved her for her unfathomably satiny gentleness; endlessly wanting to assimilate all the sweetness of her survival; in the horrifically spurious masks
of their satanic crime,

Some loved her for her unassailably priceless honesty; intransigently wanting to capture her indomitably humanitarian spirit; in the whites of their pathetically dwindling eyes,

Some loved her for her stupendously exultating breath; irrevocably wanting to deluge their disdainfully lugubrious and worthlessly cacophonic corpses; with the Omnipresent elixir of her magically endowing existence,

While I loved her for her divinely immortal heart; for the uninhibited reservoir of togetherness that she spread on every direction that she holistically traversed; for the Omnipotent purpose that she had so optimistically illuminated in my slithering life; for the perpetual love which she had so selflessly showered upon me; bonding her beats with me even after this earth was no longer mine.

Believe me. Trees astoundingly procreate like we do;
the fruits that they compassionately bear for times
immemorial; is an irrefutably invincible testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as equally emotional as us; the
whispers that they timelessly emanate into at the
tiniest insinuation of crackling thunder; is an
brilliantly undaunted testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees symbiotically defecate like we do;
the sporadically formed pools of moisture near their
stem; is an marvelously undettered testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees uninhibitedly diffuse into
unsurpassable happiness like we do; the beautifully
unfettered rustling of their leaves at the first rays
of golden dawn; is a regally vibrant testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees dance as vivaciously as we do; the
ebulliently enchanting swaying of their branches at
the onset of ecstatically blessed spring; is a
marvelously spell-binding testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees get as blissfully mesmerized as we
do; the impeccable sheath of poignant dew on their
leaves every milky midnight; is a unfathomably
impregnable testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees get as naturally fatigued as we do;
the pathetically drooping periphery of their demeanor
at impoverished sunset; is a spectacularly unshakable
testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees have as much unhindered sensuality
as we do; the freshly born tendrils unassailably
clinging to the branches under spurts of torrentially
rhapsodic rain; is a bountifully undeniable
testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as thunderously volatile as us;
their metamorphosing into an unimaginably anguished
scarlet at the sight of innocent being mercilessly
beheaded beside them; is an unflinchingly peerless
testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Tees are as uncannily secretive as us; the
surreptitiously mystical reverberating of their stalks
at the settling of darkness; is an incorrigibly
irretrievable testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as diminutively erring as us;
the intermittent oomph’s of frustration wafting from
their imperfectly corrugated persona all day and
night; is a supremely infallible testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as fantastically innovative as
us; the incessant unfurling of limitlessly panoramic
beauty from their visage every moment; is an
irrevocably unnerving testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees harbor the same sense of united
oneness as we do; their altruistically sharing their
fruit with organisms of every caste; creed and color
alike; is an immutably handsome testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are blessed with the same aura of
tireless perseverance as we are; their slowly and
slowly culminating into gigantically unparalleled
foliage from just a minuscule seed; is an indomitably
royal testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as insuperably eclectic as us;
their amazingly tenacious grit to acclimatize to every
season; storm and rain, singing; blossoming;
defending; sequestering; all at the same time; is a
pricelessly sacred testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as incredulously reactive as us;
the curling of their branches at the tiniest innuendo
of danger and unfurling of their leaves full throttle
at the first beams of fresh morning; is an
unbelievably miraculous testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as sacredly worshipping as us;
their inexhaustibly existing in synergy with God’s
unceasingly vivid environment; is a boundlessly
effulgent testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as much holistically breathing
as us; the wind perpetually exhaling from even the
most infinitesimal pore of their emolliently serrated
skin; is an unconquerably undefeated testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as immortally loving as us; the
unbreakable relationships that they form with every
conceivably philanthropic entity of the atmosphere and
beyond; is a timelessly exemplary testimonial to the same.

So. The Next time you think of chopping a tree for
“Paper” or spuriously turgid bonfires to passionately
enlighten your every dreary night; remember that you’d
be insanely annihilating one human of your own kind,

Instead. I’d humbly suggest friends. Please switch over to Lightening fast and non-invasively state-of-the-art Modern Technology. Please switch over to the unlimitedly bountiful Internet. Please switch over to harmlessly innocuous; yet majestically sparkling and ETERNAL E-PAPER.