Monthly Archives: April 2016

By ruthlessly killing the female fetus right in its sacred womb itself; you’re infact ruthlessly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of unassailably divine fertility,

By indiscriminately killing the female fetus right in its magical womb itself; you’re infact indiscriminately killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of miraculously replenishing compassion,

By torturously killing the female fetus right in its sacrosanct womb itself; you’re infact torturously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of uninhibitedly heavenly mischief,

By insanely killing the female fetus right in its celestial womb itself; you’re infact insanely killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of invincibly panoramic beauty,

By truculently killing the female fetus right in its Omnipotent womb itself; you’re infact truculently killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of interminably blessing philanthropism,

By cannibalistically killing the female fetus right in its victorious womb itself; you’re infact cannibalistically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of pricelessly inimitable artistry,

By heartlessly killing the female fetus right in its perennial womb itself; you’re infact heartlessly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of unconquerably unprejudiced truth,

By cold-bloodedly killing the female fetus right in its blessed womb itself; you’re infact cold-bloodedly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of limitlessly poignant proliferation,

By unforgivably killing the female fetus right in its priceless womb itself; you’re infact unforgivably killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of amazingly burgeoning creativity,

By sadistically killing the female fetus right in its insuperable womb itself; you’re infact sadistically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of blissfully ubiquitous fragrance,

By wretchedly killing the female fetus right in its unfettered womb itself; ‘ you’re infact wretchedly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of passionately bonding equality,

By criminally killing the female fetus right in its Omniscient womb itself; you’re infact criminally killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of enchantingly stupefying melody,

By venomously killing the female fetus right in its fructifying womb itself; you’re infact venomously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of unshakably ameliorating brotherhood,

By barbarously killing the female fetus right in its unimpeachable womb itself; you’re infact barbarously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of unfathomably exhilarating mysticism,

By hedonistically killing the female fetus right in its bountiful womb itself; you’re infact hedonistically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of unsurpassably undefeated goodness,

By cadaverously killing the female fetus right in its jubilant womb itself; you’re infact cadaverously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of infallibly bewitching prosperity,

By demonically killing the female fetus right in its ebullient womb itself; you’re infact demonically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of everlastingly symbiotic happiness,

By worthlessly killing the female fetus right in its triumphant womb itself; you’re infact worthlessly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of unconquerably sumptuous versatility,

By violently killing the female fetus right in its eternal womb itself; you’re infact violently killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could’ve been of ever-pervadingly righteous strength,

But by sacrilegiously killing the female fetus in its Omnipresent womb itself; you’re infact sacrilegiously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which definitely and would 100% be of an infinite infants; children; girls; women; boys; men; uncles; aunts; fathers; mothers; grandfathers; grandmothers; and an endless list of an endless more relations to you; galore

If you’re perennially smiling; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose innocuous cheeks were inundated with nothing else; but an unsurpassable whirlpool
of tears,

If you’re blazingly intrepid; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose uncontrollably quavered at even the most inconspicuous whisper of
the evanescently cowardly wind,

If you’re stupendously white; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose skins were jinxed with a color; more acrimoniously blacker than the most
pathetically blackened of charcoal,

If you’re bountifully virile; don’t feel sorry at all for all those who couldn’t proliferate into even a mercurial shadow of their own; even in the most astoundingly pristine of their youth,

If you’re unbelievably creative; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose brains were in a state of amorphously stony inertia; right since the very first cry of euphorically resplendent birth,

If you’re invincibly strong; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose frigid veins disdainfully popped out of their impoverished skins; whose stomachs shriveled into recesses of nothingness forever and ever and ever,

If you’re amazingly eclectic; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose robotic footsteps; led them to nowhere else but the most blasphemously delinquent graves of nonsensical monotony,

If you’re incomparably wealthy; don’t feel sorry at all for all those who spent every unfurling instant of their horrifically dismantled lifetime; within the lecherously incarcerated confines of the parsimonious gutterpipe,

If you’re spell bindingly robust; don’t feel sorry at all for all those who were afflicted with the most invidiously penalizing of cancer/aids; for whom death was the most inevitably sadistic signature of life,

If you’re ebulliently athletic; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose bodies were indescribably maimed; tawdrily thwarted into disparaging oblivion for ostensibly no fault of theirs,

If you’re unfathomably sensitive; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose ears weren’t anything but jewels without the slightest of luster; as brutal strokes of destiny had limitlessly rendered them stone deaf,

If you’re miraculously hawk-eyed; don’t feel sorry at all for all those who could sight nothing but a corpse of crucifying blackness infront of their eyes; even under the most Omnipotently brilliant of Sunlight,
If you’re mellifluously sweet-tongued; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose tongues blurted nothing but inanely incomprehensible balderdash; as the thorns of decrepit dumbness had stung them right in the center of their spines,

If you’re beautifully sculptured; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose faces; inadvertently resembled the most preposterously distorted of dinosaurs,

If you’re inevitably magnetic; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose countless zillion efforts; still miserably floundered to entice the heart of even an ethereally insouciant fly,

If you’re brilliantly patriotic; don’t feel sorry at all for all those who preferred to sell their mother’s and souls; instead of mustering the tenacity to take the onslaught of the rampaging devil on their barren chests,

If you’re altruistically sacrosanct; don’t fell sorry at all for all those who spent almost every unleashing second of their devastated lives; on the ultimate precipices of mental retardation and in a dilapidated mental asylum,

If you’re unassailably breathing; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose life was just for the sake of the externally worthless physical form; whose soul had died the most ghastliest of death at the hands of torturous fate; an infinite births ago,

If you’re immortally in love; don’t feel sorry at all for all those whose beats did quintessentially liberate into the atmosphere like yours; but unfortunately failed to coalesce with the eternally fructifying and ultimate love of their life,

Because. The instant you started to feel the least sorry for all these kind of organisms and countless more hopelessly deprived of their kind; you’d be infact giving them an instantaneous death which would be more gory than the most goriest of death could ever be; a death caused by sympathetic disdain; a death caused by your attitude of crumbling weakness; a death caused by your feeling of sheer helplessness; a death caused by your inability to accept them as blessedly normal entities alive,

Whilst the instant you stopped feeling sorry for them; wholeheartedly embracing them instead; as just one of your blessed kind; the instant you selflessly reached out to even the most infinitesimal aspect of theirs; the instant you tried and did your very best for them blending each of your gregarious breath with theirs; that very instant and by the grace of God; you’d not only be attaining the most supreme epitome of divinity; but commencing upon an expedition united with them; to exist as the most pricelessly unconquerable form of celestial living kind.

To stop the raucously speeding train; all you needed to do was to pull the stringently wound up chain,

To stop the uncontrollably advancing river; all you needed to do was to close the impregnably stolid gates of the dam; to the maximum of their capacity,

To stop the disastrously scorching desert of acrimonious sands; all you needed to do was to sprinkle a bountiful cistern of tantalizing water; under the roof of the celestially fathomless sky,

To stop the menacingly growling lion; all you needed to do was to place a playground full of blood red meat; right infront of his salaciously rapacious and gruesomely squandering eyes,

To stop the rebelliously augmenting avalanche; all you needed to do was to place a lackadaisically flat and inanely nimble road; at the rock bottom of the perilously diabolical hill,

To stop the watch from tirelessly tick-tocking; all you needed to do was to austerely remove its pair of punctiliously revolving needles; forever and ever and ever,

To stop the ferociously slapping seawaves; all you needed to do was to put a chain of unsurpassably regale rocks in their way; as they rose high and handsome to a triumphantly ultimate crescendo,

To stop the demonically cold-blooded criminal; all you needed to do was to metamorphose even the most infinitesimal trace of vengeance in his brutally
estranged conscience into a gorge of compassionately unparalleled love,

To stop the venomously hissing and satanic snake; all you needed to do was to let loose the astoundingly fleet footed mongoose upon him; like a trice of white
lightening diffusing from crimson sky,

To stop the viciously swerving car; all you needed to do was to sagaciously compress its pair of twinbrakes; to the most unprecedented of your body capacity,

To stop the unsavory traitors and beguiling enemy; all you needed to do was to transcend over every aspect of their disparagingly treacherous identity; with the
mantra of unflinchingly fearless righteousness,

To stop the parasites from unstoppably wailing; all you needed to do was to place them in a mortuary of ghoulishly fretful and perfidiously rotting skeletons,
To stop destructively advancing technology; all you needed to do was to transport the uncouthly marauding devils; into the sacrosanct lap’s of their heavenly mothers,

To stop lecherously lazy sleep; all you needed to do was to keep your eyes wide open solely towards the most symbiotically benign mission of your diminutively
impoverished life,

To stop unceremoniously devilish stench; all you needed to do was to inclemently usurp every bit of its disgruntled persona with the fragrance of priceless humanity; even before it could arise,

To stop indiscriminately squelching torture; all you needed to do was to ubiquitously apply the balm of philanthropically miraculous empathy and untainted brotherhood,

To stop the freshly born and inexhaustibly weeping infant; all you needed to do was to feed in its mother’s eternally mollifying breast,

To stop gorily crucifying death; all you needed to do was to perpetually continue god’s chapter of blessed procreation; proliferate into infinite more of your humble kind,

And to stop the perennially overflowing heart; all you needed to do was to find another heart with whom its beats uninhibitedly bonded; and then remained united
as the apogee of altruistic companionship; for countless more births to come.

I took irregular pieces of threadbare stone,
painted them with vibrant flashes of crimson red,
chiseled them to look like porous stone idol,
cut them with an iron knife into multiple fragments,
dipped them in steaming acid to divest them of natural shine,
soaked them in chocolate curry, rendering them a breeding ground for insect,
baked them in an oven transforming them into roasted potato,
mixed them with spicy pickle charging them with tinges of spice,
hurled them at window panes shattering glass into infinite molecules of glass,
polished them with golden emery till they shone as crystal diamond,
lay them at random on wet mud surface to act as a tar road,
diffused them with electric machine into a heap of fine powder charcoal,
blended them with sandalwood paste to yield heavenly aroma in the day,
stacked them in coarse bags of denim ready to be dispatched in foreign land,
used them as beads of playing marble colliding with soft thuds,
melted them in boiling gas flame forming light grey tonic sticky in complexion.

the night was engulfed with chilly currents of wind,
soft portions of my neck stabbed me like a thousand needles,
intimate portions of scalp demanded adequate backrest,
that was exactly when vital brain waves struck me,
i crushed all the stone piece into a solitary slab,
covered it with rich dunlop cushion foam,
slept like a prince all night and sunlit day,
on my very own & innovative stone pillow

In order to stitch barren patches of colossal sky; all that was required as a conglomerate of voluptuously silken clouds,

In order to stitch the miserably dilapidated walls of the castle; all that was required was a flurry of handsome bricks and fortified cement,

In order to stitch the overwhelmingly blood shot eye; all that was required was river of poignantly emphatic tears,

In order to stitch the ragged sheet of wretchedly torn paper; all that was required was parsimonious droplets of efficacious glue,

In order to stitch brutally bruised and pathetic wounds; all that was required was minuscule traces of potently healing antiseptic,

In order to stitch a battalion of smashed teeth; all that was required was astronomical fillings of invincibly tenacious calcium,

In order to stitch the hungrily parched desert crying hoarsely under the sweltering Sun; all that was required was an ocean of deliciously sweet and sparkling water,

In order to stitch a dolorous pair of profusely gloomy lips; all that was required was tinkling laughter; an intriguingly enchanting smile,

In order to stitch the pigeon lying gruesomely injured and helplessly slithering on the ground; all that was required was a pinch of fresh mud; which almost intransigently fomented it to soar robustly and fly,

In order to stitch profoundly distorted chunks of ice; all that was required was a refrigerator; with its power to chill escalating exuberantly towards blue sky,

In order to stitch the disastrously disheveled web; all that was required was a silvery spider which traversed to and fro; faster than the speed of dazzling light,

In order to stitch the haywire and incoherently absurd story; all that was required was a thoroughly imaginative and ardent writer,

In order to stitch insurmountably morbid anecdotes of painstaking gloom; all that was required was an uninhibitedly hilarious joke,

In order to stitch the abhorrently looking gaping holed shoe; all that was required was meticulous pairs of glossily dangling lace,
In order to stitch a ghastily abraded battlefield of lies; all that was required was the omnipotent essence of irrefutable truth,

In order to stitch unfathomable kilometers of space deluged with perilously treacherous darkness; all that was required was stringent beams of optimistic light,

In order to stitch dead shades of rapidly diminishing life; all that was required was inconspicuous mouthfuls of celestially blissful breath,

In order to stitch the satanically shattered self esteem; all that was required was candidly listening to the voice of the inner most conscience,

And in order to stitch the shamefully dispersed land of violence and obnoxious hatred; all that was required was a stream of immortal love; a stream that caused crime to perpetually fall.

The tree leaves swayed with injected stimulation from breezy draughts of air,
shedding its foliage at sporadic intervals of time.

stagnant patches of river water formed silken ripples,
with buoyant stimulation offered by cruising boat,
was lined with white froth in abundance when the boat exceeded barriers of speed.

hungry particles of mud transformed into wet slurry,
when fed with stimulation from the pelting drops of rain,
forming soft cushions of water for the birds to take their morning baths.

feeble men started working with newly discovered exhilaration,
when poked with stimulation of mouthwatering food and spring water,
dreary bones now functioned with fresh supply of newly formed blood.

dilapidated engine of car shot ahead with bursts of speed,
when reinforced with stimulation blend of petrol and oil,
the life bestowing concoction flooding scorched testubes in its engine.

bodies heavily soaked in sleep got boisterously active,
when submerged in volatile stimulations of steaming coffee,
wee hours of the night suddenly came alive,
as black currants of coffee barged open doors of blissful sleep.

we will exit out of nefarious deeds and malpractice,
relinquish the crown of prejudice forever,
breathe air, reminiscent of the era in which we were born,
provided we get conducive stimulations that tickle unexplored avenues of our heart,
give us the omnipresent love we as a community of humans have ever perceived.

Not a single cloth to camouflage my devastatingly tottering body; as I trespassed like a ghoulishly grotesque ghost; through the uncouthly chilly winds of vengefully freezing winter,

Not a single penny in my brutally bedraggled pockets; as I insanely loitered like a barbaric lunatic; through the lanes of overwhelmingly stinking poverty;
and depraving cowardice,

Not a single sound in my satanically rotting throat; as I groped like a parsimoniously dumb rat; through the painstakingly debilitated corridors; of dolorous
doom and deprivation,

Not a single hair to envelop my penuriously gleaming scalp; as I became an unsurpassable mountain of deplorable ridicule for the rich and rustically
impoverished; alternatively and alike,

Not a single shade to entrench my hopelessly deadened facial contours; as I pathetically stumbled on every step; into a dungeon of ghastly depression and
horrendous prejudice,

Not a single blush encompassing my haplessly beleaguered cheeks; as I frigidly slithered like colorlessly asphyxiated water; through the deserts of sweltering solitude,

Not a single jewel embellishing my capriciously dithering flesh; as I got inevitably spat upon; by even the most despicably nonchalant of pigs,

Not a single smile encapsulating my unfathomably cracked and sleazy lips; as I fulminated into an unending volley of remorseful tears; even in the most
vibrantly ecstatic moments of vivid life,

Not a single fantasy in my lecherously manipulative brain; as I parasitically sucked whatever I could lay my hands upon; to holistically survive,

Not a single line on my insidiously lackadaisical palms; as I maniacally groped without the slightest of direction; destiny and ambition; for centuries immemorial,

Not a single twinkle in my treacherously withering eyes; as I invidiously sighted nothing but hideously commercial corruption; even in the most majestic land
of the handsomely divine,

Not a single muscle in my abominably delirious arms; as I got wholesomely pulverized by even the most minuscule ants; the instants that they nimbly brushed
by my disgustingly flailing side,

Not a single morsel of food in my tyrannically famished stomach; as I approached veritable extinction more vociferously by the unfurling minute; with a cloud of abhorrent darkness incorrigibly lingering around my bizarrely annihilated persona,

Not a single shadow emanating from my profusely penalized countenance; as I aimlessly wandered without an entity of my own; through the lanes of murderously
crippling doom,

Not a single cheer in my severely deprived demeanor; as I embraced the walls of lugubrious nonchalance; to be worthlessly squelched to piles of inconspicuous
ash; on every path that I tread,

Not a single fortification in my savagely strangulated senses; as I disappeared into wisps of non-existent oblivion; at the tiniest puff of air that wafted; from the irascibly pertinent mosquitoes mouth,

Not a single enchantment in my devilishly maimed veins; as I blended with threadbare granules of insipid dust on the baseless streets; devouring
obdurately dreary stones hurled at me by the entire planet; and from every possible side,

Not a single breath in my sullenly constipated nostrils; as I relinquished even the most infinitesimal desire to survive; even as I was in the pristine prime of everlasting youth,

But still the most richest man on this Universe; as I had her pricelessly invincible heartbeats; the immortal river of her Godly love; perpetually imprisoned in the inner most arenas of my chest; fulminating like a princess unassailable; and forever
mine.

Her views for me; were like the reproachful views of the hideously cold-blooded snake; for the swiftly articulate and timelessly boisterous mongoose,

Her views for me; were like the cannibalistic views of the gorily invidious gutter; for the valley of enchantingly mesmerizing cleanliness,

Her views for me; were like the acrid views of the vindictively emaciating desert’ for the untamed cloudbursts of relentlessly blessing and celestially mollifying rain,

Her views for me; were like the pugnaciously indescribable views of treacherous blood; for the Omnipotently endowing rays of the majestically unassailable and righteous Sun,

Her views for me; were like the unceremonious views of the lazily wastrel tortoise; for the indefatigably tick-tocking arms of the punctiliously infallible clock,

Her views for me; were like the ghastly views of salaciously asphyxiating terrorism; for the mists of symbiotically ecstatic and vivaciously effulgent happiness,

Her views for me; were like the parasitic views of horrifically crippling blackness; for the brilliantly unfettered and unconquerably blazing day,

Her views for me; were like the malevolent views of the satanically abominable cockroach; for the unsurpassably ebullient redolence of the tantalizingly fresh rose,

Her views for me; were like the prejudiced views of the fecklessly dumb stone; for the insuperably regale strings of the uninhibitedly soaring kite,

Her views for me; were like the inconsolable views of the amorphously terrorizing corpse; for the chapters of marvelously benevolent and inimitably unparalleled life,

Her views for me; were like the ribald views of acrimoniously strangulating venom; for the impeccably wonderful and quintessentially fortifying cow’s milk,

Her views for me; were like the rabid views of the inanely dastardly ghost; for the limitless civilization of euphorically chirping living beings,

Her views for me; were like the tawdry views of intolerably squelched infertility; for the skies of boundlessly enthralling and invincibly enlightening procreation,

Her views for me; were like the slandering views of the diabolically corrupt politicians; for the irrefutably glorious and altruistically truthful man,
Her views for me; were like the vengeful views of nonchalantly drugged perspiration; for the unflinchingly peerless and perennially fructifying sword of patriotism,

Her views for me; were like the heinous views of dogmatically incarcerating glue; for the explicitly emollient mirror of perpetually radiating truth,

Her views for me; were the like derogatory views of insidiously crucifying betrayal; for the heart of immortally glorifying and magnanimously blessing love,

Her views for me; were like the chauvinistic views of the manipulatively mechanized robots; for the fathomless cornucopia of God’s astoundingly created emotionally responsive organisms,

And though we had been forcefully married for a countless lifetimes; and within the devoutly conventional norms of the tyrannically whipping world outside; she was nothing else than my incessantly cursing and fault-finding wife; while remember O!
adorably nubile maidens outside; that I was still resplendently young and searching for the true love of my life!

Although it stands in a pool of disdainful mud; with wild creepers camouflaging it in entirety,
The lotus still reigns supreme; due to its lingering redolence; the stupendously enamoring color of its leaves.

Although it is obliterated by a conglomerate of ominous thunder clouds; black gases whistling past it at swashbuckling speeds,
The moon still reigns supreme; due to its scintillating and perennial shine; which profoundly illuminates the night.

Although it flies amidst a fleet of hideous vultures; sounds of vicious wailing uncouthly caressing its wings,
The nightingale still reigns supreme; due to its incredibly mesmerizing voice
which permeates the atmosphere.

Although she swims underwater with pugnacious sharks slithering in proximity;
the multilegged octopus fervently awaiting every single opportunity to strangulate it,
The mermaid still reigns supreme; due to its silken complexioned skin; the vivaciousness incorporated in its body.

Although it lies obfuscated behind the fortress of lanky mountains; the colossal shadows trying to wholesomely submerge it,
The sun still reigns supreme; due to its blistering rays; the overwhelming tenacity in its shine able to dazzle every nook and cranny of the earth.

Although it lies incarcerated in cloistered space; a slimy shell sequestering it completely from the outside world,
The pearl still reigns supreme; due to its unrelenting capacity to glow; inundate the life of whosoever who purchases it with an inevitable sparkle.

Although it sprouts from primordial wild clay; with fetid puddles of slush sprawled abundantly around,
The button mushroom still reigns supreme; due to its delectably appeasing silhouette; the exultation it generates when squelched between pair of teeth.

Although it gushes past a plethora of belligerent barricades; jagged rocks hindering its progress at every juncture possible,
The white water mountain stream still reigns supreme; due to its tingling noise; the reinvigorating feeling it imparts when drunk with cupped hands.

Although it lies imprisoned in dungeons of doom; ghastly waves of air striking
it each minute unveiling,
The biscuit of gold still reigns supreme; due to the perpetual glow emanating from its persona; its uncanny ability to overpower all commodities existing.

And although he existed in a world besieged with corruption; blood sucking individuals trying to massacre civilization,
The angel still reigned supreme; due to an impeccable aura engulfing his demeanor; the unprecedented faith he had in his mother; his beloved; and the Almighty who had created him.

A million kisses on her mischievously magical palms; as she intriguingly darted to explore every bit of the ecstatically astounding atmosphere,

A million kisses on her flirtatiously dancing lids; as she inadvertently fluttered those diminutively silken folds; at the slightest insinuation of vibrant light,

A million kisses on her immaculately divine lips; as she Omnisciently unveiled into a festoon of enchanting smiles; after every feed of her Mother’s milk,

A million kisses on her innocuously flapping ears; as she poignantly bounced to even the most inconspicuous sounds; euphorically feasting on the first rays of the Sun; like no other entity on planet alive,

And my lips still unrelentingly craved for more; such was the timeless incantation of her newly born spirit; such was the luminescence of her impeccable soul; such was the charisma of her tiny; but immortal heart.

1.

A million kisses on her sacredly minuscule forehead; as she regally stared at my alien face in innocent bewilderment,

A million kisses on her jubilantly tinkling feet; as she naughtily thrust at all that she encountered in vicinity; with her unfathomably burgeoning euphoria,

A million kisses on her royally mesmerizing neck; as she immaculately maneuvered it umpteenth number of times in a single minute; passionately searching for her mother’s breast,

A million kisses on her eternally bountiful eyelashes; as she winked every now and again; demanding to be celestially hoisted towards the fathomless sky; by virtually all her by her tiny side,

And my lips still intransigently wandered for more; such was the miraculous impression of her Omnipresent soul; such was the unsurpassably resplendent radiance of her every new born footstep; such was the charisma of her tiny; but immortal heart.

2.

A million kisses on her profusely baby powder coated armpits; as she unleashed into a fountain of wonderful laughter; gleefully poking me in my ribs,
A millions kisses on her Omnipotently golden belly; as she perennially snuggled closer and closer to my chest; with the onset of the remorsefully fearful and
sordid night,

A million kisses on her marvelously embellished shadow; as she enchantingly crawled towards an entrenchment of endowing goodness; every unfurling minute of
the brilliantly sparkling day,

A million kisses on her microscopic yet philanthropic shoulders; as she harbored nothing but unassailable love for all mankind; bonding every element of her countenance with the religion of humanity,

And my lips still ardently prayed for more; such was the glorious essence of her perpetually amiable sharing; such was the unblemished spirit that encapsulated her newly born demeanor; such was the charisma of her tiny; but immortal heart.

3.

A million kisses on her magnificently curly hair; as she fervently suckled her big thumb to divinely appease every ingredient of her; invincibly scarlet blood,

A million kisses on her robustly ebullient tongue; as she rejuvenated life in even the most lugubriously dead; with her inarticulately affable sky of natural cries,

A million kisses on her profoundly rubicund palms; as she frolicked in the aisles of beautifully captivating childhood; entirely oblivious to the rigors of tyrannical destiny and this satanically savage planet,

A million kisses on her freshly spawning fingernails; as she unveiled into a palace of everlasting newness; heavenly bouncing in the lap of her Godly mother,

And my lips still indefatigably sought for more; such was the benign power of her newly born soul; such was the inimitable propensity in her effusively spell binding cries; such was the charisma of her tiny; but immortal heart.