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The Only Sounds!

Some said that the present instant was the most rhapsodically fantastic instant; while some said that they were bountifully better of waiting for the golden rays of optimistic tomorrow,

Some said that the most exhilarating mission of their life was to kiss the peerless apogee of Everest; while some said that they found inimitable heaven sauntering amiably
on fathomlessly plain ground,

Some said that there wasn’t a thing as unassailable as the punctiliously plush interiors of the corporate office; while some said that the spirit of uninhibitedly untamed poetry was the most eternally fructifying in the chapter of resplendently enigmatic life,

Some said that the Universe had metamorphosed into a vindictively concrete jungle; while some said they salvaged perpetual pride taking blissful refuge in their
unflinchingly venerated mother soil,

Some said that the most compassionate warmth on this earth was in the womb of your divinely mother; while some said that sensuously endless fantasy was their profusely
sole passion to survive,

Some said that the holistic vegetable was the most appetizing meal; while some said that the brutally emaciated ravines of their stomach could be miraculously placated by nothing else but unfathomably tantalizing chicken soup,

Some said that rebirth was responsible for their vividly exultating existence today; while some said that there was nothing but scientific laws that evolved every living organism boundlessly on this unbelievably enthralling planet,

Some said that unassailable truth was the only panacea to survive; while some said that unprecedented degrees of subterfuge and prejudice had to be adapted in order to breathe amidst the diabolically commercial retrace today,

Some said that unlimited success was their only mission to live; while some said that the waves of celestial contentment majestically spawned even the most infinitesimal ingredient of their scarlet blood,

Some said that the cradle of innocuous childhood was the most spellbindingly insuperable gift of life; while some said that ruling the world as its most mature and unparalleled conqueror was what they were born for,

Some said that all they yearned for was voluptuously titillating clouds of perennial rain; while some said that rolling tirelessly in the aridly arcane and indefatigably grandiloquent desert sands; was what each bone of their body vociferously demanded,

Some said that the policy of live and let live was the most ultimate of the Omnipotent Creator’s commands; while some said that Survival of the fittest was what he had expected out of every construable entity on this fathomless planet,

Some said that the lines poignantly embodied on the palm scrupulously maneuvered everyone’s destiny; while some said that intransigently dedicated hard work could change even the most brilliantly fortuned stars,

Some said that they wanted to take an infinite births for the sake of their heavenly beloved; while some said that this singular life of theirs was an unsolicitedly acrimonious thorn in their hindside,

Some said that the only dream that lingered in the whites of their eyes was devilishly decrepit politics; while some said that they longed to unfurl every minute of their lives as a diminutively humble common man,

Some said that the wings of egalitarian freedom should be bestowed upon every echelon of the society alike; while some said that all should exist as rustically cannibalistic and mating wolves as during the time; when the earth was first born,

Some said that the entire beauty of this vibrantly panoramic Universe could be encompassed in a barren canvas of plain white; while some said that a single
life was just a speck of lackadaisically malnourished nothingness; for admiring the marvels of God’s blessed earth,

Some said that money could virtually buy everything in the 21st century on this inexhaustible globe; while some said that the inferno of love was the most
magnetically unceasing elixir on which this entire world survived,

And some said this; while some said that; but believe it or not; neither did I have the time to hear; neither could I utter an invisibly single word; neither did I have the time to meticulously comprehend; neither could I budge the periphery of my tongue even an ethereal trifle,

As both my lips were unconquerably interlocked with the lips of my immortal beloved; and the only sounds which we could hear; speak or execute; were the sounds
of love; love and nothing but unshakably eternal and royal love!

The Only Route To Heaven

Start & End even the most destructively terrorizing moment of yours; solely with the tributaries of pristinely unsurpassable and eternally enamoring love; encircling every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most treacherously penalizing moment of yours; solely with a cosmos of benevolently unparalleled and inimitably priceless love; perpetuating every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most diabolically sacrilegious moment of yours; solely with a fantasy of beautifully unbridled and timelessly enthralling love; unassailably enveloping every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most devilishly betraying moment of yours; solely with
a civilization of unimaginably profound and perennially ebullient love; unconquerably cascading into every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most deplorably blackened moment of yours; solely with
an atmosphere of perpetually fructifying and indomitably redolent love; uninhibitedly bonding with every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most inexplicably dogmatic moment of yours; solely with
a valley of fathomlessly celestial and insuperably ameliorating love; bountifully breathing in every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most heinously bludgeoning moment of yours; solely with
a forest of unbelievably intrepid and ecstatically virile love; undefeatedly blossoming in every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most atrociously incarcerating moment of yours; solely
with a sky of triumphantly euphoric and spell-bindingly ever-pervading love;
infallibly kissing every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most inexorably asphyxiating moment of yours; solely
with a cistern of incredulously virgin and perpetually mollifying love; unflinchingly permeating into every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most bizarrely carcinogenic moment of yours; solely
with a rainbow of resplendently exotic and poignantly philanthropic love;
brilliantly enlightening every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most torturously cannibalistic moment of yours; solely
with a stream of unendingly vivacious and jubilantly effulgent love; celestially engulfing every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most vindictively unsparing moment of yours; solely
with a meadow of sensuously tranquil and tantalizingly exhilarating love; magically incorporating every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most tawdrily divesting moment of yours; solely with a
cloudburst of endlessly fructifying and blissfully blessed love; invincibly drenching every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most beguilingly abhorrent moment of yours; solely with
a squall of spectacularly enigmatic and unshakably iridescent love; marvelously consecrating every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most traumatically indiscriminate moment of yours; solely with a caravan of quintessentially enchanting and ubiquitously mitigating love; exultatingly replenishing every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most venomously prejudiced moment of yours; solely with
a Sun of fearlessly illuminating and Omnipresently dominating love; tirelessly frolicking with every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most haplessly extinguishing moment of yours; solely
with a Wind of universally fascinating and undauntedly spawning love; inscrutably whispering to every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

Start & End even the most inevitably deathly moment of yours; solely with a
cavern of immortally bestowing and effulgently evolving love; Omnisciently
entwining with every beat of your symbiotically throbbing heart.

For if you wanted to be forever in heaven after and even before horrifying
death; for if you wanted to forever triumph in even the most infinitesimal
synergistic aspect of life; for if you wanted to forever remain as one of God’s most favorite disciples; then there is no other route except the above that’ll ensure you the same; not just for one but an infinite more of your infinite lifetimes.

The Only Person

Even If an inconspicuous particle of dust entered your eye; making you
wildly scratch with your tender palms,
That very moment I would go completely blind; wholesomely abdicating
the ability to perspicuously see.

Even if you tripped inadvertently on the floor; slightly bruising the
skin on your fragile shoulders,
That very moment I would collapse on the ground; developing a series of
multiple fracture in my feet.

Even if you coughed a trifle; as an aftermath of poignant pepper encompassing your nostrils,
That very moment I would have unrelenting bouts of rapid breathing; incessantly sneeze till the time my eyes popped out of their sockets.

Even if you perceived a baseless fear; of drizzling rain water disdainfully drenching you,
That very moment I would gruesomely drown in the colossal ocean; incorrigibly
refraining to steer my way up the surface.

Even if you tossed and turned petulantly on the bed for a few minutes;
before falling into a sound slumber,
That very moment I would irrevocably stare into black space; keeping
awake the entire night like a dreaded insomniac.

Even if you banged your robust fists softly into the wall; expressing
your profound indignation at getting late for office,
That very moment I would put my hands under the springing axe;
pulverizing them into infinite splinters of bone.

Even if you contracted a minuscule infection; with the imbalance in
your body disappearing within a few hours of stringent medication,
That very moment I would have astronomically high levels of tribal
fever; with the entire of my silhouette burning like a piece of red coal.

Even if you got an iota pierced; by the irascible mosquito
unceremoniously hovering around,
That very moment I would be bitten by swarms of stinging bees;
inserting their venomous tentacles into my cheeks.

Even if you felt a little suffocated; wading through the claustrophobic
queues for the railway ticket,
That very moment I would relinquish breath in perpetual entirety; and
my heart would cease to throb in its cavity.

All this is because you are the only person I have profoundly loved
in my life sweetheart; the only deity I worship and adore,
And as every breath of yours unleashes; mine gets automatically a million times faster.

The Only Panacea

There was medicine available to kill the hideously parasitic rats; savagely corrupting the robust pile of salubriously sparkling apples,
But the only panacea to wholesomely decimate treacherous terrorism from its very non-existent roots; was immortally united harmony.

There was medicine available to kill the ominously slithering reptile; trying to invidiously infiltrate its lethal fangs into delectable curtains of impeccable flesh,
But the only panacea to wholesomely massacre the web of ghastly lies from every quarter of this planet; was unflinchingly irrefutable truth.

There was medicine available to kill the flurry of obnoxious termites; disdainfully crawling upon immaculately shimmering wood,
But the only panacea to wholesomely annihilate malicious prejudice from insidiously dilapidated hearts; was the ocean of perennially uninhibited sharing.

There was medicine available to kill the mountain of devastating ants; capitalizing on every opportunity to pertinently suck and feast on gloriously radiant blood,
But the only panacea to wholesomely assassinate monotonous manipulation from the lecherous society; was the unfathomable fortress of compassionate belonging.

There was medicine available to kill dogs on the road; diffusing the deadly germs of rabies in every innocent pedestrian wandering around,
But the only panacea to wholesomely scrap barbaric bloodshed and indiscriminate racializm; was the irrefutably everlasting religion of humanity.

There was medicine available to kill miserably pathetic dysentery; metamorphose overwhelmingly drained bodies into one with sparkling charm and astounding charisma,
But the only panacea available to wholesomely slaughter senselessly orphaned greed; was the ointment of perpetually wholehearted and unequivocal acceptance.

There was medicine available to kill the savagely diabolical vultures; perniciously trying to pluck out immaculately glistening eyes,
But the only panacea available to wholesomely destroy traitors from the complexion of soil; was the intrepidly flamboyant spirit of eternal bravery.

There was medicine available to kill the abominably repelling cockroaches; loitering in countless numbers beside the sullen lavatory seat,
But the only panacea to wholesomely swipe ungainly death forever from this colossal Universe; was vivaciously Omnipotent and sacred life.

And there was medicine available to kill the irascibly hovering mosquito; infuriatingly disrupting celestially delightful snores of; ravishing nocturnal sleep,
But the only panacea to wholesomely finish horrifically crippling betrayal from poisoned souls; was the cloudburst of impregnably IMMORTAL LOVE.

The Only Mission

The only mission that my hands were born for; was to defend your magnificently enchanting entity; from the most inconspicuous iota evil lingering around,

The only mission that my legs were born for; was to transport you invincibly safe; to the most splendidly rejuvenating destination of your choice,

The only mission that my eyes were born for; was to enshroud your life with brilliantly majestic sight; enlightening your every disparagingly gloomy path with
profoundly optimistic light,

The only mission that my tongue was born for; was to flood each aspect of your monotonously languid existence; with the sound of enamoringly melodious
happiness,

The only mission that my lips were born for; was to trigger an everlasting smile upon the impeccable contours of your face; kiss you till times beyond eternal infinity,

The only mission that my teeth were born for; was to perspicaciously disentangle the thorns from the fruits you ate; pulverize all the gruesome impediments that came your way,

The only mission that my shadow was born for; was to entrench your royal countenance from all sides; with incredulously fabulous enigma; and mystically tingling excitement,

The only mission that my neck was born for; was to dexterously drift for you in an infinite directions; finding you the ultimate clouds of paradise; which you had perennially desired,

The only mission that my fingers were born for; was to maneuver you like an invincible fortress even in the most treacherous of darkness; even in the most
insidiously bizarre moments of life,

The only mission that my ears were born for; was to indefatigably massacre those diabolical voices trying to ghastily perpetuate through your pristine surroundings; decimate even the most infinitesimal trace of obnoxious sound before it could arise,

The only mission that my blood was born for; was to impregnate all those despairingly lackluster moments of your bedraggled life; with an insurmountably
overpowering aroma; more poignant than the rain pelting down,

The only mission that my versatility was born for; was to marvelously fulminate the artist lingering profusely in each of your ecstatically royal senses; engender you to erupt into an unfathomable myriad of bountiful directions,

The only mission that my mind was born for; was to propel you to tirelessly fantasize; dream in an ocean of incomprehensibly silken charm; oblivious to the manipulative vagaries of the uncouth world outside,

The only mission that my lashes were born for; was to ignite the flirtatious child in your charismatic persona; make you feel every instant as if blooming with the freshest cry of blissful life,

The only mission that my patriotism was born for; was to unrelentingly march forward till the time you achieved your absolute goal in life; wholesomely evict
the flurry of disastrously abominable traitors hovering around your divine countenance,

The only mission that my skin was born for; was to sequester your immaculately shivering visage; from the acrimonious rays of midday Sun; as well as avalanches
of gruesomely freezing winter,

The only mission that my soul was born for; was to perpetually ensure that your irrefutably heavenly spirit continued to robustly exist; even centuries after you had died,

The only mission that my breath was born for; was to make you forever live with the astronomical fervor of life; witness you magnificently blossom into a fountain of resplendently dancing moonlight,

And the only mission that my heart was born for; was to immortally grant you the love of your destined life; not only for this; but fathomless more exotically vibrant lifetimes.

The Only Kiss.

Benign was the rhythm of eternal mankind; Omnipotently diffusing the fragrance of unflinching solidarity; for times immemorial,

Melodious was the rhythm of the dainty waterfall; disseminating into an island of unbelievably rhapsodic froth; every unfurling instant of the day,

Omniscient was the rhythm of the flamboyantly blistering Sun; filtering a path of vibrant optimism; through the life of even the most derogatorily shivering organism alive,

Cacophonic was the rhythm of the discordantly croaking frogs; perniciously infiltrating the blissful atmosphere; with an ominous web of disparagingly
dissatisfied sounds,

Impoverished was the rhythm of the treacherously coldblooded devils; savagely massacring holistic civilizations; to spuriously satiate their tastebuds with innocuously sacred blood,

Ruthless was the rhythm of the unsparingly slicing knife; uncouthly excoriating even the most immaculate of entities; to insidiously gleam well past the heart of devilish midnight,

Ingratiating was the rhythm of the stupendously redolent flower; blossoming into a festoon of marvelously exotic scent; every unleashing minute under perennially golden sunshine,

Ubiquitous was the rhythm of gloriously altruistic humanity; unassailably bonding every human irrespective of caste; creed or worthless color; in the stream of compassionate sharing; charismatically alike,

Phlegmatic was the rhythm of the reticently pot-bellied tortoise; languidly feasting under the profoundly enchanting rays of Sun; blissfully snoozing under its obdurate shell; even in the most horrendously vicious of maelstroms,

Rebellious was the rhythm of the brutally incarcerated scorpion; venomously swirling its tail in infinite circles; to whomsoever who dared glimpse its gruesomely tyrannized form,

Enigmatic was the rhythm of the flirtatiously dancing spider; interweaving a tale of majestic artistry; criscrossing through a paradise of boundless silk and sheen,

Blazing was the rhythm of the patriotically intrepid soldier; fearlessly embarking upon a mission to relinquish even the very last iota of his breath; for the sake of his magnificently sacrosanct motherland,

Garrulous was the rhythm of the indefatigably chattering monkey; rambunctiously perpetuating tranquil carpets of the resplendent forests; with an unfathomable valley of vivacious sounds,

Shrewd was the rhythm of the manipulative tycoon; who hideously weaved a trail of artificially sardonic sweetness round all his employees; to eventually extricate the maximum of his bombastic choice,

Panoramic was the rhythm of the vividly whistling clouds; euphorically surging forward to jubilantly bask in the glory; of unprecedentedly satiny timelessness,

Impeccable was the rhythm of the freshly born child; divinely replenishing even the most sordidly shattered of hearts; with the Omnipresent mantra of vibrantly
titillating life,

Tantalizing was the rhythm of the chirpily nubile maiden; culminating into a downpour of torrentially everlasting sensuousness; on every nimble step that
she sacredly tread,

Perpetual was the rhythm of fabulously fecund breath; astoundingly spawning a township of ever-pervading newness; in each cranny of the earth that it magically
spread,

Irrefutable was the rhythm of unequivocally Godly truth; pioneering a Universe of unending prosperity; in the soul of whomsoever who unflinchingly harbored
it,

Passionate was the rhythm of the unconquerable thundering heart; fulminating into a sky of amiable togetherness more vociferously; as the day sped into the regally iridescent night,

And immortal was the rhythm of symbiotically melanging love; existing as the most priceless flame of life; existing as the only kiss that could invincibly kick
death forever away.

The Only Don’t

Do abuse me every unfurling second; blurting a string of unheard expletives; for apparently no fault of mine,

Do slap me hard on my cheeks every day as I got up in the morning; spilling blistering tea deliberately on my daintily nimble skin,

Do thrust your foot vindictively in my way; bursting into a volley of thunderous laughter; as I fell head-on on my rubicund nose,

Do stash all your foul garbage as my pillow; evoking me to inevitably sneeze and cough all enchanting night,

Do poke out your tongue in disdainful cynicism; spitting blatantly on my scalp in front of all who wandered with alacrity on the boisterously brilliant streets,

Do shout to your absolute hearts content in my intricate ears; ruthlessly rupturing all my senses to hear and decipher melodious sound,

Do add overwhelming pints inebriating shrub in my coffee at dawn; so that I slept like a giant the entire day; while you gallivanted like a vamp through the lanes displaying your flamboyant flesh,

Do keep incessantly humming irascible tunes; disrupting my spells of intense concentration; engendering me to forget even the last work which I had spoken; just a moment ago,

Do hurl green chili in my crystalline eyes; making me intransigently emancipate blissful shades of life yielding sight,

Do pummel me hard in my robust stomach; trying your newly learnt boxing skills on me; making me gasp for huge breathfulls of precious life,

Do embarrass me to unprecedented limits as I sat in the midst of the mammoth crowd; savagely snatching the mike away from my palms; as I started to utter the
first word of my speech,

Do severe the brakes of my car as I was just about to commence for my exhilarating expedition; triggering my wagon to explode into a ball of pugnaciously golden flames; charring me to raw saw dust; as I plunged like an inconspicuous mosquito into the perilously unfathomable valley,

Do make me polish the shoes of all your friends till they glistened profoundly under sun shine; giving me only stale chunks of threadbare bread to consume for
lunch as well as midnight dinner,

Do emboss your dog’s name on my naked chest with your satanically gleaming kitchen knife; rubbing potent doses of salt on my wounds; even before they could
heal the slightest,

Do lambaste me wickedly with a scorpion whip; causing me to shriek in inexplicable anguish; making my day a treacherous nightmare along with my every night,

Do whistle flirtatiously to other boys in the street; with a mischievous twinkle on your face; even as I stared in utter disbelief,

Do give me your worn out clothes to wear; sending people in the town into uncontrollable guffaws; as they perceived me to be half a muscular man; half a
ravishing woman,

Do emulate my signature; withdrawing my entire armory of unsurpassable wealth at a single stretch from the banks; rendering me penurious; begging and bizarrely
homeless on the streets,

O.K. and while I would infact tolerate the most astronomically long and unending list of your diabolical do’s; it would be on a singular condition of my ONE AND ONLY DON’T, For that is actually not me; but my heart saying; ‘PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME”.

The Only Beat I Possessed

The only sound I heard all day; was your mesmerizing voice,

The only color that I fantasized all night; was that of your luscious lips,

The only objects I saw; were what you unrelentingly perceived,

The only skin that I wanted to kiss till infinity; was the one engulfing your crimson cheek,

The only writing I ardently adored; was one that exquisitely flowed from your delectable fingers,

The only relation that I profoundly acknowledged; was your magnificent and
immaculate visage,

The only food that I yearned to consume; was the one already pulverized with
your scintillating teeth,

The only scent that drowned me into waves of perpetual ecstasy; was one emanating from your ravishing hair,

The only tunes I danced too; were the passionate clapping of your dainty hands,

The only air I breathed; was the one rampantly diffusing from your nostrils,

The only mantra I chanted incessantly; was your irrefutably sacrosanct name,

The only reflection I witnessed; was the one pouring harmoniously from your
impeccable eyes,

The only agony I felt; was saline streams of water trickling down your cheek,

The only nostalgia I had for; was poignant memories of your innocuous childhood,

The only shadow that submerged me; was one that radiated majestically from
your persona,

The only exhilaration in my life; was tinkling gasps of your vivacious laughter,

The only rest I had; were your fingers silently caressing my forehead,

The only obsession I had; was your everlasting fragrance sending shivers of
rhapsody down my spine,

And the ONLY BEAT I POSSESSED; was the heart incarcerated in your chest;
throbbing turbulently the instant it sighted me; bonding me immortally in the
invincible grip of your romance.

The Omnisciently Unparalleled Lord

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this fathomlessly exultating earth; which was even an infinitesimal iota more fearlessly stronger; than your
very own impregnable self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this resplendently tireless earth; which was even an obfuscated iota more charismatically handsome; than your
very own nimble self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this romantically unfettered earth; which was even a parsimonious iota more robustly burgeoning; than your
very own nubile self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this beautifully jubilant earth; which was even an oblivious iota more triumphantly blazing; than your
very own flamboyant self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this spell-bindingly untainted earth; which was even a disappearing iota more inimitably eclectic; than your
very own astounding self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this interminably victorious earth; which was even a transient iota more mellifluously mollifying; than
your very own truthful self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this vivaciously blessed earth; which was even an ephemeral iota more unflinchingly intrepid; than your
very own enigmatic self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this poignantly fascinating earth; which was even a fugitive iota more irrefutably sacrosanct; than your
very own venerated self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this compassionately mesmerizing earth; which was even a minuscule iota more innovatively brilliant; than
your very own extemporizing self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this unendingly virile earth; which was even an evanescent iota more tenaciously tangy; than your very own determined self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this unceasingly emollient earth; which was even an infidel iota more pungently artistic; than your very own vivid self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this unsurpassably redolent earth; which was even an ethereal iota more unshakably affluent; than your very own opulent self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this everlastingly proliferating earth; which was even an obliterated iota more insuperably magnetic; than your
very own alluring self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this unabashedly blessed earth; which was even a miserly iota more celestially satisfied; than your very own blessed self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this unbelievably pristine earth; which was even a non-existent iota more harmoniously hungry; than your very own symbiotic self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this stupendously ameliorating earth; which was even a feckless iota more philanthropically benevolent; than your very own synergistic self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this vibrantly proliferating earth; which was even a diminutive iota more amazingly virile; than your very own endowed self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this peerlessly limitless earth; which was even a measly iota more tranquilly mollified; than your very own placid self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this ubiquitously egalitarian earth; which was even an abstemious iota more sensuously fiery; than your very own ignited self,

There was no organism ever born on the trajectory of this eternally captivating earth; which was even a deteriorating iota more immortally uniting; than your very own loving self,

For you; me and all of us living beings were; are and shall forever continue to be; pricelessly and incomparably equal on the trajectory of this boundlessly divine planet; whilst if there was anybody who could blow countless of us away in just a singleton draught of inconspicuous breath; then he was none else but the Omnisciently unparalleled Lord.

The Omnipresent Mother

What was more sacrosanct; was it her inimitably ebullient and beautifully crimson blood; or was it her celestially invincible and victoriously unflinching; milk?

What was more compassionate; was it her uninhibitedly everlasting and blissfully bonding embrace; or was it her impregnably bountiful and victoriously heavenly; belly?

What was more beautiful; was it her impeccably artistic and timelessly emphatic eyes; or was it her philanthropically helping and magically ameliorating; palms?

What more Omnipotent; was it her pricelessly undefeated and perpetually liberating blessings; or was it her unconquerably miraculous and perennially triumphant; footprints?

What was more fragrant; was it her unceasingly royal and altruistically infallible principles of humanity; or was it her unalterably truthful and gloriously
pristine; sweat?

What was more artistic; was it her innocuously nubile and divinely unbridled
skin; or was it her Omnisciently curvaceous and mellifluously entwining; fingers?

What was more tranquil; was it her resplendently effulgent and blessedly synergistic lap; or was it her incredulously mollifying and unnervingly venerated; voice?

What was more blessed; was it her tirelessly fructifying and symbiotically blossoming countenance; or was it her selflessly sacrificing and limitlessly endowing; fantasies?

What was more sensitive; was it her daintily twinkling and iridescently euphoric ears; or was it her Omnisciently unimpeachable and boundlessly benign; soul?

What was more queenly; was it her intrepidly fearless and spotlessly unperturbed stride; or was it her brilliantly enriching and immaculately unconquerable; eyelashes?

What was more sheltering; was it her untiringly unhindered and courageously carrying shoulders; or was it her unfathomably mitigating and pricelessly comforting; shadow?

What was more promising; was it her jubilantly unparalleled and irrefutably unshakable signature; or was it her endlessly undying and fantastically flamboyant; aura?

What was more indomitable; was it her affably melanging and poignantly showering smile; or was it her unlimitedly ardent and astoundingly fecund; strength?
What was more accentuated; was it her peerlessly undefeated and exuberantly
transcending stare; or was it her supremely affable and prudently eclectic; nose?

What was more enlightening; was it her celestially melodious and harmoniously uniting voice; or was it her fabulously spotless and charismatically honest; conscience?

What was more life-yielding; was it her unstoppably fervent and amazingly
proliferating breath; or was it her ubiquitously spawning and timelessly unassailable; virility?

What was more vivacious; was it her fantastically uncurbed and spell bindingly evolving brain; or was it her innocently kissing and synergistically reviving; lips?

What was more faithful; was it her passionately throbbing and endlessly gregarious heartbeat; or was it her simplistically blessed and eternally persevering bones?

Well the answer to all of the above was a big “nothing”; neither was anything of hers was better than something of hers; neither could anything of hers be compared to anything existing on earth and even beyond infinite infinity; as just everything; O! Yes completely and entirely everything; of her The Omnipresent mother was intransigently Immortal.