Monthly Archives: April 2016

You Were My Only Human

The whole world is a swirling ocean; while you were my comforting shore,

The whole world is the hostile island of sun; while you were my brilliant rays,

The whole world is an uncivilized jungle; while you were my majestically roaring lion,

The whole world is a treacherous mountain; while you were my towering peak,

The whole world is a colossal patch of barren sky; while you were my rain bearing cloud,

The whole world is a pugnacious battlefield; while you were my cherished victory,

The whole world is a garden with wild weeds; while you were my perennially blossoming rose,

The whole world is a rampantly spread beehive; while you were my delectable and sweet nectar,

The whole world is gargantuan ship; while you were my valiant captain,

The whole world is a lifeless body on the verge of dying; while you were my precious and passionate breath,

The whole world is volumes of books embedded with boring literature; while
you were the line that evolved my creativity,

The whole world is an enigmatic puzzle; while you were my 100% solution,

The whole world is a river of gloomy tears; while you were my everlasting smile,

The whole world is perpetually blind; while you were my mesmerizing vision,

The whole world is a violent abuse; while you were my stupendously enchanting
song,

The whole world is an arid desert; while you were my sweet spring of bubbling water,

The whole world is licentious desire; while you were my sacrosanct mosque,

The whole world is crisp notes of pretentious currency; while you were my checkbook,
The whole world is a cannibalistic vulture; while you were my royal and princely feather,

The whole world is a stubborn lock; while you were my dainty and intricate key,

The whole world is a devastating infection; while you were my immortal source of potent medication,

And the whole world is a blood sucking leech; while you were my only human.

You Were My Heart Beat

I was the jewel of your mystical eyes; the infinite clusters of eyelashes drooping down from your lids,
While you were my ability to see; my omnipotent power of sight.

I was the glow that encapsulated your lips; the luscious color that made them poignantly scarlet,
While you were tinkling laughter; the smile that besieged the contours of my face till eternity.

I was the unprecedented number of cells that lingered in your brain; the network of membranes that made it function blissfully,
While you were my virtue to prudently discriminate; the immortal strength of my memory.

I was your rubicund tongue; the gallons of free saliva circulating ecstatically in your palette,
While you were my mesmerizing voice; my invincible prowess of eloquent speech.

I was your intricate veins; the dainty flesh that entrenched them in entirety,
While you were the golden droplets of sweat that oozed from my arms; the
crimson blood traversing ferociously through my body.

I was your ears; the globules of impeccable flesh dangling nimbly across your
cheek,
While you were my ability to decipher the most ethereal of sound; my tenacity to hear and tolerate ignominious rebukes of the society.

I was your stomach; the conglomerate of intestines incoherently entwined inside,
While you were the sumptuous food residing there; putting me contentedly into
a tranquil slumber.

I was your dainty feet; the spongy toes protruding symmetrically from within deep recesses of your supple skin,
While you were my energy to surge forward; my unrelenting fervor to bounce ahead in life.

I was your hands; the delectable armory of fingers which harmoniously moved to
accomplish scores of Herculean tasks,
While you were the lines embedded in the center of my palm; the path which portrayed and executed my destiny.

And I have no inhibitions revealing that I was your heart; the air which you inhaled; the breath that escaped with an exhilarated gasp from your nostrils,
While you were the beats that made my heart violently throb; the pulse that trembled placidly in my wrists; the very purpose for which I was breathing and alive this second; and would retain life for many more hours to unwind.

You Were Like That Omnipresent God In My Life

You were like that crimson rose in my life; which seldom lost its fragrance; inundating the atmosphere with its heavenly smell,

You were like that rain cloud in my life; which incessantly showered rain; nourishing the earth profoundly with its caress,

You were like that concrete wall in my life; which didn’t break under the most onerous of load; remained unperturbed under the most deafening of dynamite explosion,

You were like that gigantic ocean in my life; which never reduced its level; swirled magnificently in the ravishing breeze,

You were like that foliated tree in my life; which never shed a single leaf; gave a perennial supply of succulent fruit,

You were like that sea blue nightingale in my life; which unrelentingly chirped notes of mesmerizing music,

You were like that sacrosanct cow in my life; which yielded a salubrious supply of immaculate milk,

You were like that twinkling star in my life; which radiated for indefatigable hours; was first to appear in the sky,

You were like that exquisite fountain ink in my life; which kept on embossing intricate lines of calligraphy; granting overwhelming empathy to words,

You were like that inflated balloon in my life; which soared abreast the kingly eagles in proximity of the satiny clouds; didn’t loose its balance and stoicism even in the most turbulent of storm,

You were like that colossal whale in my life; which left millions in a stupor after witnessing its form; ruled the ocean for centuries immemorial,

You were like that impeccable color in my life; which didn’t develop an iota of blemish; even when ruthlessly dipped in the most acrid of paint,

You were like that blade of grass in my life; which remained as green as ever; even when its counterparts withered under the acrimonious tyranny of the sun,
You were like that tower clock in my life; whose needles never stumbled and stopped; despite of the cells being exhausted,

You were like that pack of soft cards in my life; which always seemed to incredibly win,

You were like that wonderful lane in my life; which never seemed to end; transforming mundane life into ebullient spirit of adventure,

You were like that blissful dream in my life; which catapulted me to unprecedented heights of jubilation,

You were like that scarlet blood circulating through my body; which reinvigorated my heart and dreary bones; every unleashing minute,

You were like that celestial fairy in my life; circumventing me with waves of enchantment and robust energy,

And you were like that omnipresent god in my life; whom we christen by different names; but in the end bow our heads low under his supreme grace.

You Were Indeed My Loving Wife

You were my appetizing and delicious cake; without the tiniest globule of red cherry,

You were my stupendous palace; without the flamboyantly towering chimneys,

You were my impeccable canister of milk; without the most minuscule trace of cream,

You were my flute with mesmerizing sound; without the most inconspicuous of
glamorous beats,

You were my plate of scintillating ivory; without superfluous carvings embossed in abundance,

You were my swirling ocean; without the cumbersome and bulky ships polluting
it every unveiling second,

You were my sprawling meadows of fresh grass; without glistening dewdrops and
obnoxious fertilizer,

You were my breathtaking aircraft in the sky; without the luxuriously adorned
seats,

You were my traditional dancer; without any traces of pomp and gliteratti,

You were my cascading fountain of delectable froth; without spurious
effervescence and shimmering lights,

You were my silvery pearl incarcerated within the oyster; without traces of sanctimonious gold,

You were my ensemble of voluptuous hair; without the slightest aroma of perfumed shampoo,

You were my candle of pure wax; without artificial fires blazing; emanating
invidiously from your wick,

You were my romantic flamingo; without disdainful paint adhered to your wings,

You were my hard bound book of enchanting fairy tales; without any tinge of
mystery and adulterated thrill,

You were my tendrils of redolent musk; without any presence of the mechanized
room freshener,

You were my solid brick wall; without vivid color and pretentious graffiti,

You were my immaculate lines of literature embedded on the blackboard; without
any mentions of the swanky computer,

You were my coalition of clouds in the sky; without the most infinitesimal trace of contemporary spacecraft,

And you were indeed my Loving wife; the girl of my dreams; without the slightest
of embellishment; passionately breathing rustic draughts of air; smiling far away from the land of ostentation.

You Were In My Every Heartbeat

You were in every step that I took; caressing the earth softly with my indigenously sculptured feet,

You were in every smile that I executed; spreading a wave of unprecedented cheer in an atmosphere laden heavily with inexplicable gloom,

You were in every promise that I made; impregnating impoverished demeanor’s with heaps of fortification and rejuvenating assurance,

You were in every challenge that I undertook; unequivocally proving my flamboyantly Herculean mettle in this world,

You were in every kiss that I blew; deluging the drearily starved ambience with an ocean of passionate fantasy and fiery romance,

You were in every image that I witnessed; marvelously embellishing and adorning even the most hideously insipid of sights wandering on this planet,

You were in every yawn that I produced lazily at ethereal dawn; fomenting me to start the heavenly day with unparalleled exuberance in my body,

You were in every word that I embodied with my own blood; making it more valuable than any amount of wealth ever found on this globe,

You were in every tear that I shed; blissfully purifying the area you fell with the irrefutably philanthropic essence lingering in your soul,

You were in every line that I sung; driving the last ounce of despair from my miserably shriveled and exhausted life,

You were in every mischief that I played; transiting me back to my days of innocuous childhood; the unfathomable naughtiness circumventing my persona even today,

You were in every punch that I imparted with my palms; augmenting my strength to astounding limits when I faced the ominously vicious and bad,

You were in every tale that I had to recite; intransigently captivating the most ruthless of personality in the fervent intensity of our immortal love,

You were in every droplet of my blood that flowed through my veins; giving it the status of being more cherished than the most boundless of ocean; more revered than the most holiest of liquid trickling in this Universe,
You were in every dream that I envisaged; making me the richest man on soil; sitting merely on my dingy hut’s doorstep,

You were in every scripture that I imbibed in life; metamorphosing me from a simple illiterate; to the most knowledgeable entity ever born,

You were in every morsel of food that I ate in my quota of limited years; placating my uncontrollable hunger; with the mesmerizing grace of your tantalizing charm,

You were in every breath that I inhaled; deluging and wholesomely encapsulating my lungs with the ardor to live,

And you were in every beat that my heart took almost infinite times in a single day; triggering me with the insurmountable tenacity to fight life; find a place of my own to live amongst the pack of wolves that surrounded me every instant; the acrimonious bed of thorns surreptitiously waiting to gobble me; the moment I tread.

You Simply Couldn’t Hide

You simply couldn’t hide the maliciously decrepit savagery in your prejudiced lips; just by profusely embellishing them with poignantly crimson shades of exotically blissful lipstick,

You simply couldn’t hide the unprecedentedly pugnacious abhorrence in your sinister eyes; just by aristocratically adorning them with radiantly resplendent and tantalizing mascara,

You simply couldn’t hide the insanely lambasting tyranny in your devilish throat; just by tirelessly painting it with ebulliently pristine and sweetly mellifluous honey,

You simply couldn’t hide the petulantly unruly urges to indiscriminately massacre in your unsparing feet; just by dexterously camouflaging them with
marvelously articulate sports shoes,

You simply couldn’t hide the coldblooded parasites on your blood-stained palms; just by surreptitiously sequestering them under a vivaciously sleazy coat of vibrantly titillating graffiti,

You simply couldn’t hide the volcano’s of devastatingly lunatic emaciation in your bellicose stomach; just by stealthily enveloping it with timidly obeisant and flaccid apron strings,

You simply couldn’t hide ribald maelstroms of vindictive misery in your esoteric brain; just by nonchalantly entrenching it by insurmountably gigantic triangular straw hats,

You simply couldn’t hide satanically biting urges in your diabolical teeth; just by ardently painting them with the most brilliantly effulgent of; reinvigoratingly robust toothpaste,

You simply couldn’t hide licentiously lascivious desires in your sleazy skin; just by bawdily covering it with unsurpassably sanctimonious robes of slippery silk,

You simply couldn’t hide the lethally belligerent venom in your worthless sweat; just by baselessly sprinkling it with stupendously rejuvenating cologne,

You simply couldn’t hide the preposterous desires to kill in your diseased bones; just by aimlessly enshrouding them with grotesquely punctured mimicry of ubiquitous saintly robes,

You simply couldn’t hide the whirlpools of unrelentingly iconoclastic chauvinism in your beleaguered shoulders; just by disastrously impregnating them with uninhibitedly princely bird wings,

You simply couldn’t hide libidinously corrupt desires of your fecklessly tawdry soul; just by incessantly chanting the mantra of eternally symbiotic mankind,

You simply couldn’t hide the irately opprobrious manipulation in your dwindling countenance; just by indefatigably bouncing like an ecstatically exultating kangaroo; in the heart of the tropically iridescent forests,

You simply couldn’t hide your morbidly macabre spirit to devour innocent humans alive; just by coherently disguising your speech with a string of holistic pearls; like the ambiguously beguiling politician,

You simply couldn’t hide your intrinsically maligned desire to uncouthly snatch; just by spuriously donating the sordidly fetid leftovers of your kitchen; to ghosts lingering insidiously in the cacophonic graveyard,

You simply couldn’t hide the inevitable onset of age on your dastardly trembling persona; just by worthlessly adorning your demeanor with flamboyantly pulsating and sleazily short teenage clothes,

You simply couldn’t hide the incomprehensibly limitless graveyard of derogatory lies in your conscience; just by brandishing the immortal martyrs sword upside down; in your pathetically quavering arms,

You simply couldn’t hide your already deadened and meaninglessly laconic form; just by deliberately expunging boundless gallons of squeamish air; from your obsoletely asphyxiated nostrils,

And you simply couldn’t hide the pernicious battlefield of salacious betrayal in your threadbare heart; just by despicably attaching a pacemaker to it; and then fulminating into an untamed fireball of worthlessly robotic beats.

You Resembled The Creator Divine

When you wholeheartedly smiled; you resembled the unconquerably Omnipotent rays of Sun; in poignantly fathomless sky,

When you mischievously cavorted; you resembled the enigmatically spell binding rustle of the majestic forests; profusely soaked in resplendently enchanting moonlight,

When you relentlessly fantasized; you resembled shades of compassionate crimson; prolifically abounding the voluptuously rain bearing cloud,

When you uninhibitedly danced; you resembled the waterfalls perennially cascading from the pristine slopes of the Himalayas; miraculously placating every traumatically dreary throat with their untainted exuberance,

When you uncannily slithered; you resembled the mystically sacrosanct serpents; devoutly guarding the timelessly sparkling treasuries; abreast the statue of the Omniscient Lord,

When you flirtatiously philandered; you resembled the ebulliently bubbling bumble bee; gloriously playing hide-n-seek with the marvelously outstretched petals; of
the fabulously inebriating lotus,

When you inscrutably hummed; you resembled the bountiful blades of grass ingratiatingly embellished with golden dew; peerlessly gazing under pricelessrays of the beautiful afternoon,

When you royally winked; you resembled the unbelievably impeccable festoon of twinkling stars in the cosmos; profoundly enlightening the trajectory of morbidly monotonous and indiscriminating earth,

When you altruistically embraced; you resembled the infernos of unassailably righteous patriotism; fearlessly blazing their way through a world of acrimoniously vindictive and cold-blooded hostility,

When you ardently yearned; you resembled the absolute epitome of impregnable Everest; uncontrollably trembling all night; to be handsomely kissed by the first beams of tantalizing dawn,

When you celestially snored; you resembled fantastically virgin shores laden with immaculately charismatic pearls; brilliantly shimmering in the unparalleled elixir of life,

When you restlessly discovered; you resembled the amazingly proliferating fields of hazel corn; sprouting into an unprecedented gorge of freshness; every unraveling minute of the blessed day,

When you philanthropically mitigated; you resembled a heavenly flower disseminating its fragrance to one and all; irrespective of caste; creed; tribe; religion; regally and alike,

When you nimbly shied; you resembled the divinely adorned bride; trying to hide her blushing cheeks; deeper and deeper into her innocuously silken veil,

When you inadvertently yawned; you resembled the satiny carpet of languidly ambling autumn wind; symbiotically quenching the disastrously frazzled nerves of
the decrepitly staggering traveler,

When you ingeniously proliferated; you resembled the magnetically undulating waves of emerald sea; indefatigably dancing to the tunes of inimitable freshness; till infinite more births yet to unveil,

When you iridescently sang; you resembled the unfathomably seductive cluster of blissful nightingales; mollifying even the most diabolically dreaded of monsters; with the fervently untamed effervescence in their voice,

When you passionately breathed; you resembled the ultimate gifts of vividly exhilarating life; eternally spawning into a civilization of oneness and peace; as every morning wonderfully transcended over sonorous night,

But when you perpetually loved; you resembled the Omnipresent Creator Divine; who knew of no religion other than the religion of oneness; unity and invincible mankind; who knew of no other power greater on this planet of his except love; to love; love and timelessly bless in its indomitable shine.

You Only Tell Me What To Do; O! Almighty Lord.

On one hand you say; that I should indefatigably worship my parents; more than I could’ve worshipped the greatest of Gods,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who pulverized and ruthlessly massacred Mother Nature for simply no ostensible reason or rhyme; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they mercilessly massacred trees and mother nature;
just to spuriously clean their dwellings of untamed wild and natural outgrowths.

On one hand you say; that I should interminably worship my parents feet night and day; no matter how much hell ruthlessly rained upon planet divine,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who consider haplessly orphaned children as pieces of worthless shit; nor should I ever dare do
the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they disdainfully discarded every other wailing child on this Universe except their very own; based on the spurious pretext that their child was the most beautiful of them all.

On one hand you say; that I should limitlessly worship even the tiniest reflection of my parents; make it the sole mantra and breath of my impoverished destined life,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who in this free planet who despicably made others hoarsely scrub their lavatories and floors; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they made countless slave for them all throughout their existence; at times dictating even uneducated innocent youth to extricate the last bit of grime from beneath their lavatory seat; and then justifying their unbearable actions by paying few wads of currency note.

On one hand you say; that I should dedicatedly worship my parents for whatever they were; howsoever they were; just for bringing me blissfully onto this victoriously unbridled planet,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who fetidly discriminate between one religion/caste/creed and the other; nor should I ever
dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they vehemently and wholeheartedly ostracized other
religions and tribes as terrorists; proclaiming their own religion to be the most celestially unconquerable and blessed of them all.

On one hand you say; that I should tirelessly worship my parents above all existing truth and righteousness on this planet; till even after I exhaled my very last breath,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who shrewdly manipulate their way in life to the absolute top; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they sacrilegiously lied at several occasions with living kind and society; for invincibly adding that extra bit of glimmer to their already hoisted flag of unfettered success.

On one hand you say; that I should perpetually worship my parents; taking even the most intangible word that they uttered; as the ultimate command of my truncated
existence,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who refrain from philanthropically reaching out to despairing humanity; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they unnecessarily splurged countless of their wealth
in sanctimonious society formalities; parties; their own children’s marriages; without benevolently donating even a bygone penny for the betterment and amelioration of penuriously strangulated mankind.

On one hand you say; that I should unstoppably worship even the most obfuscated footprint left by my parents on soil; make it the sole path of heavenly enlightenment in my humble life,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who heartlessly believed in adhering to the principles of baselessly tyrannizing formality; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they let the perverted norms of formality in this world; force their very own children to pursue things on this earth that they never desired or wanted.

On one hand you say; that I should relentlessly worship even the most oblivious wrinkle on my parent’s forehead; find the ultimate destinations and epitomes
of my life; in the unassailable whites of their eyes,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who ruthlessly and deliberately killed innocuous organisms and insects without a pang of hunger in their stomachs; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they barbarously killed countless ants; flies; bees; rats; cockroaches and the likes within their house; so that it exactly resembled like the spic and span aisles of infallible paradise.

On one hand you say; that I should unflinchingly worship even the last iota of spit which my parents wafted; savoring it as the most priceless blessing upon me on this fathomlessly enchanting earth,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who clearly heard every cry of despair from the planet and yet remained silent; nor should I
ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; who infact at times; wholesomely heard the inexhaustibly maiming wails of
humanity; but yet closed their doors impregnably shut; partly because of the fear that they’d land up behind bars if they helped; and partly because their routine sleep was too dear for them to lose.

On one hand you say; that I should eternally worship even the most inconspicuous globule of sweat of my parents; treasuring it as the most inimitably unconquerable good luck charm of my life,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who solely propagated the axiom of “Live Like a king” and not “Live and Let live like a king”;
nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; who infact at times; couldn’t selfishly see anyone else but their own kin and themselves in the mirror of the world; and who tirelessly wanted only these few to “Live like a King”.

You Lived In My Heart

You lived in my intricate eyes when I saw the world; taught me to
discerningly distinguish between the good and evil,

You lived in my ears when I listened to sound; made me stringently
aware of the most minuscule of voice in proximity,

You lived in my feet when I traversed the parched earth; making sure
that my toes remained reinvigorated at all times,

You lived in my fingers when I wrote literature; making me chisel sheer
magic out of nondescript words,

You lived in my stomach when I swallowed food; assisting me to
scrupulously digest the same,

You lived in my nails when I scratched the wall; imparting me with the
tenacity to peel off the pallid paint,

You lived in my tongue when I spoke; blessing me with the tact of
producing a melodious noise,

You lived in my nostrils when I breathed air; seeing to it that the
purest part of it entered the jacket of my lungs,

You lived in my veins when they pumped crimson blood; ensuring that it
flowed rambunctiously all throughout the day,

You lived in my throat when I gulped cool water; facilitating it to
smoothly cascade down my neck,

You lived in my luscious lips when I smiled; making it appear
profoundly incarcerating in front of the audience,

You lived in my slender bones as I grew; impregnating them with tones
of calcium; making me audaciously confront the most bizarre of situation,

You lived in my armory of teeth when I masticated my meals; making sure
that I crushed each obdurate morsel into silken chowder,

You lived in my mind when I tried to contemplate; providing me with the
most adept solution to my baffling enigma,

You lived in my scalp every time I felt like caressing it; incorporating the
follicles of my hair with resplendent shine,

You lived in the wildest of my fantasies; the most weirdest of my
dreams; making it wholesomely sure that they didn’t cause me any harm,

You lived in the lines embossed on the back of my palm; chalking my
destiny to be as bright as possible,

You lived in my sweat as it dribbled down my cheeks; inundating it with
a perennial shine,

You lived in my scent as the day unveiled itself into shivering night;
embedding my persona with an everlasting essence,

And most importantly you lived in my heart invincibly imprisoned; as it
had absolutely no vacancy for any other entity to exist.

You Just Perpetually Continue

Victory or Defeat are merely and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to fearlessly march forward; on the path of eternally spell-binding righteousness,

Victory or Defeat are inconspicuous and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue in your mission to metamorphose every bit of arid stagnation
on this planet; into a valley of enchantingly fructifying green,

Victory or Defeat are immaterial and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to disseminate the essence of insuperably redolent peace; on every conceivable path you dared tread,

Victory or Defeat are insouciant and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to tirelessly sermonize the mantras of unassailably pristine humanity; to every tangible cranny of the planet and even beyond,

Victory or Defeat are infinitesimal and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to embrace organisms of every caste; creed; color; religion and tribe; as compassionately as one of your invincible kin,

Victory or Defeat are inconsequential and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to behead even the most non-existent trace of the vituperative devil; with your sword of unconquerable truth,

Victory or Defeat are fugitive and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to reign supreme as the ultimate harbinger of blissfully peerless humanity,

Victory or Defeat are ephemeral and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to soar high and handsome in the skies of heavenly fantasy with each of your holistically breathing mates; and with Lord as your ultimate savior,

Victory or Defeat are unimportant and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to unabashedly continue the chapters of venerated proliferation; using every ounce of indomitable virility trapped in your royal stride,

Victory or Defeat are transient and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to sleep in the lap of your Omnipotent mother; although the entire Universe outside spat and indefatigably ridiculed at your childish hide,

Victory or Defeat are inveterate and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to evolve into a fountain of everlastingly synergistic goodness; although all that showered around you was nothing else but the truculently victimizing devil’s rain,

Victory or Defeat are penurious and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to optimistically enliven even the most infidel iota of brutally ignominious monotony; with your philanthropic smiles,

Victory or Defeat are preposterous and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to be the triumphantly guiding beacon; for every drearily
lambasted traveler; in the throes of the ghastly midnight,

Victory or Defeat are secondary and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to bring an unflinchingly blazing renaissance in every perversely subjugated sphere of life; timelessly ensuring that every echelon of living kind; forever and ever and ever liberated into the gloriously free skies,

Victory or Defeat are intermittent and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to be the sole magician in every haplessly devastated orphans soul and ecstatically ameliorating his disastrously empty life,

Victory or Defeat are feckless and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to altruistically render even the most oblivious cranny of your mind; body and soul; to the unshakable service of your celestially blessed motherland,

Victory or Defeat are evaporating and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to become the sight of all those who were hopelessly blind; undyingly drifting them towards a freshly blazing Sun of hope,

Victory or Defeat are absconding and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to sow the seeds of divinely truth; on every vindictively barren patch of soil on this fathomless planet,

Victory or Defeat are inexplicable and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to garland the ideals of simplicity; and make them an integral element of your conscience; breath; soul and life,

Victory or Defeat are ethereal and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to fight for the cause of egalitarian justice; with bounteous non-violence as the only weapon of your nimbly prostrating shadow,

And Victory or Defeat are evanescent and only two sides of the coin; you just perpetually continue to immortally throb for the winds of selfless love; and
thereby let each impregnable beat of your heart; forever bond with every bit of panoramic goodness on this unshakably captivating earth.