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People More Criminal Than Him.

What kind of a person must he be; indiscriminately trampling even the most
infinitesimal trace of civilization that dared come his cadaverous way?

What kind of a person must he be; exuding countless tumblers of wastrel spit; upon the divinely impeccable contours of his father and inimitably venerated mother?

What kind of a person must he be; ruthlessly asphyxiating even the last breath of the fetus in the godly mothers womb; just because it was of a pristinely blessed girl?

What kind of a person must he be; sadistically brewing up only human brains
on his treacherously satanic stove; to mollify every ingredient of his hunger for the brilliantly sweltering day and sweet-dish for the remainder of the sinister night?

What kind of a person must he be; gorily selling his mother and daughters for parsimonious wads of money; just in order that he bathed and slept in tubs of tawdrily decrepit sleaze and wine?

What kind of a person must he be; perpetually perpetuating a gunshot straight through the skull; at the slightest insinuation of denial?

What kind of a person must he be; uncouthly annihilating even the most evanescent trace of forest and enchanting wildlife; to erect robotic coffins of the politician on the foundation of pricelessly innocent blood?

What kind of a person must he be; timelessly praying solely for the wholesome destruction of every element of victorious existence; psychotically licking the footprints of the hedonistic devil; till infinite infinity?

What kind of a person must he be; ghoulishly using cisterns of scarlet blood to cleanse even the most non-existently inane pore of his skin; after sacrilegiously eviscerating the same from countless celestial lives?

What kind of a person must he be; defecating the very last impediment in his
tyrannically wanton bowels upon the countenance of jubilantly infallible truth; every unfurling instant of the day and murderous night?

What kind of a person must he be; ghastily crunching bones of innocuous living children into inconspicuous chowder; just to relieve the zanily diabolical itching in the corpse of his devilish teeth?

What kind of a person must he be; ignominiously condemning and ostracizing
the rules of the Omnipresent Creator; barking every abuse in the dictionary towards the grace of the invincible Almighty Lord?

What kind of a person must he be; unrelentingly wanting to become the ultimate patriarch of the entire planet; at the cost of unceasing terror and abhorrently fetid war?

What kind of a person must he be; bawdily plucking out the whites of every eye that he encountered in his lifetime; just to bizarrely play a game of lascivious marbles with the same and till endless eternity?

What kind of a person must he be; dementedly digging deeper and deeper into the corpse of dead living organisms; instead of proliferating into triumphantly astounding newness like the sacred mother soil?

What kind of a person must he be; demonically chopping the tongue of every old man and woman; just in order to uxoriously cleanse the squalid soles of his bohemian foot with the same?

What kind of a person must he be; whose sole mission in life was to wholesomely metamorphose every bit of resplendent truth into stinking lies; who interminably strived to snap the wings of immortal love forever and ever and ever?

What kind of a person must he be; ominously wanting to thrust the mask of
delirious depression upon the first unfettered rays of the Omniscient Sun; overpower everything on the trajectory of this fathomless Universe; with the cannibalistic blackness of crime?

O.K, for a moment lets leave him aside. For people more criminal; people more diabolically perverted; people more psychotically preposterous were you; me; and everyone else on this boundless earth; who had time to crazily read; ardently write; inexhaustibly fantasize; intricately analyze all this as mentioned above about him; when we had much brilliantly effulgent things to do and relish in our lives; rather than bother about a man such as HIM and every of his lifeless kind.

Penalizing Hell

When the impeccable infant spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; overwhelming happiness and unprejudiced innocence,

When the scorching deserts spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; ravishing tumblers of bountifully fragrant water,

When the withering flower spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with an astounding battalion of stupendously redolent petals,

When the dilapidated castle spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; insurmountable grandiloquence and its lost crown prince,

When the philanthropists spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the astronomical tenacity to alleviate impoverished mankind,

When the disastrously parched lips spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an enchantingly everlasting smile,

When the horrendously blind spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an Omnipotent vision to sight beyond ordinary human kind,

When the massacred mountains spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; an invincibly towering summit; shimmering majestically in all seasons and light,

When the trembling spider spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; unprecedentedly long strands of silken web; for it to rejoice till indefatigable times,

When the brutally pulverized ant raised its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; formidable strength and a celestial dwelling to survive with infinite more its kind,

When the treacherously imprisoned birds raised their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; countless more wings to fly; soar unitedly in free space; till times beyond pragmatic life,

When childless couples raised their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the most magnificently royal impression of their kind; an astounding replica of their blood; an fascinating evolution of their kind,

When the ruthlessly fractured bones raised their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; Herculean power to confront any evil that confronted them in their way; a harmoniously coalesced framework to march towards revered righteousness,

When the horrifically barren farms spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; divinely blooming crop; marvelously pacifying the hunger of; those weeping towards extinction,

When the tyrannically tortured slave spread its arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; the spirit of perpetually celestial freedom; granting it glorious reprieve from the hands of its barbaric master,

When the wounded soldier spread his arms towards the heavens; he was blessed with; unfathomable resilience to fight for his motherland; disseminate the Godly spirit of humanity; in every frantically fighting religion; alike,

When the devastatingly crippled spread their arms towards the heavens; they were blessed with; supremely gratifying attributes of life; bonding them with their
ultimate mission of existence,

When the overwhelmingly famished heart spread its arms towards the heavens; it was blessed with; immortal oceans of love; propelling it to exist for infinite more births to come,

And when the uncouthly murderous devil spread his arms towards the heaven; he was blessed with; only the land of hell; hell; and penalizing hell.

Peaceful Friend

A dog is an animal of peace and love,
He is adolescent and tough.
He has his ears cocked high up in the air,
His feet are locked in mystery’s grace,
He disappears around without a trace.
His indignant eyeballs are lovely brown,
Which depict the splendor of his hometown.
His body is well muscled, his cheeks jutting out,
as he prepares himself for the final bout.
His silky whiskers are well pruned and sturdy,
They can withstand the inevitable heat of summer,
They get geared up for a lot to come.
He has teeth as sharp as a mouse,
He has this uncanny ability to find himself a fulfilling spouse.
He has his tail endowed to him by nature,
Which shakes and wags vociferously at instant of joy,
But shrinks in fear at sights of a wicked boy.
His square and robust head ultimates to express itself,
His stomach hungry to human grace.

Patience-The Greatest Artist

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to profoundly admire even the most infinitesimal droplet of rain that cascaded from the sky; eventually absorbing into deep recesses of parched soil?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to notice the streaks of latent agony lingering in the afforested land; where the truant man played the most ruthlessly barbarous devil of his kind?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to untiringly appreciate the most orphaned first rays of the evanescent golden dawn; which filtered a fresh chapter of beginning through cold-bloodedly damned blackness?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to blend even the most intangibly dying ingredient of your blood; with each vivaciously exuberant stripe of the enthralling rainbow in enigmatic sky?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to feast every pore of your miserably emaciated nostrils; on the ecstatically unfettered scent of the freshly rain soaked mud?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to be an integral element of every stillness of the atmosphere; the perpetual silence enshrouding -which unveiled a countless mysteries untold of wandering man?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to conceive a boundless steps towards eternal success in your mind; before you could even alight the first physical step on veritable soil?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to be tolerant to every fraternity; caste; creed that existed in the human race; inseparably coalesce with all—to spawn into an unassailable singular mass of living kind?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to treat each anecdote of the severest failure with a smile in your stride; and yet optimistically treating each sunset as the messiah to the next Sunrise?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to talk to your very ownself; miraculously soothe your traumatically frazzled nerves with the unflinchingly fearless baritone that wafted from your throat?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to distinctly distinguish even the tiniest bird in the flapping in blue sky; just by the inimitable ebullience in its wondrous chirp?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to feel the astoundingly unparalleled goodness of creation; even amidst the most bizarrely slipping particles of hapless quick sand?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to make friendships with the most alien; sharing each estrangement of your heart like being the greatest pals of all times?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to grant a philosophical expression to even the most mundane thought of your mind; delve into the more inscrutably tantalizing version of vibrant life?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to capture even the most intricately vacillating shades of mother nature in the whites of your eye; to spurn enamoring poetry in each tear drop of untamed joy that dribbled down
your cheeks?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to caress the obscurest contours of your silhouette in the ripples of the placid lake; loving each aspect of your persona so that you could thenshower the same bountifully upon countless more of your living kind?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt to read someone else’s mind—intransigently concentrating upon each bead of sweat that culminated upon the terse creases of the forehead?

Wasn’t it while waiting for something—that you inevitably learnt the art of love to its unabashed fullest; stretching the fathomless boundaries of your brain to beyond the definitions of monotonous convention—and into a heaven of impregnable beauty?

Ah well! Irrespective of what people say and would keep opining till the time they had voice and the earth existed-‘Patience’ for me is the greatest artist and brings out the greatest artist in you—Isn’t it irrefutably true?

Past, Present And Near Future

As innocuous as the wail of a newly born infant; sleeping blissfully in his
airtight cradle,
As evanescent as the sun setting behind the mountains; giving way to the descending of night,
As nimble as the fleet footed squirrel; traversing night and day through hollow spaces of the tree,
As tender as a woman draped in pure silk; her embellished eyelids lowered a trifle in meek submission,
As redolent as the tendrils of the blossoming rose; shimmering in magnificent
color under orange rays of the Sun,
As impeccable as the spires of the Temple; towering harmoniously towards the
sky, Was my early childhood and past.

As speedy as the flying aircraft; cutting placid currents of breeze at electric velocity,
As boisterous as the kangaroo; taking two leaps at a time,
As rambunctious as the humming bee; buzzing discordant and loud at all times,
As tenacious as the milky white moon; profoundly illuminating the ghastly darkness,
As passionate as thunder clouds colliding in the cosmos; and the subsequent pelting down of torrential rain,
As pragmatic as commercial business; equating the intricate nuances of life,
Is my robustly rubicund youth and present.

As mystical as the unfathomable gorge; the echo reverberating loud and stringent across the valley,
As mysterious as the enigmas of the universe; infinite riddles of creation left unexplored,
As inexplicable as the sporadic shedding of leaves in autumn; the rendering of lush green landscapes into barren land,
As poignant as the hood of the serpent; its fangs snaring viciously in spell bound enchantment,
As uncanny as the underground volcano; with its dormant lava unpredictably circulating all around,
And I now leave it entirely on my omniscient creator to chisel my dreams; mold my destiny; unveil my near future.

Past, Present And Future Life

One moment I felt as if I was dismally sinking to the rock bottom of the fathomlessly deep ocean; while the very next instant God placed me in the captains cabin; on the opulently diamond studded ship,

One moment I felt as if I was not even able to remember my very own name; while the very next instant God made me the most ingenious Scientist ever born on this planet,

One moment I felt as if I was slowly losing my ability to sight; with the world seeming an obfuscated blur through my drearily batting lids; while the very next instant God made me a lanky beaked hawk; able to dive from astronomical heights; catch my succulent prey in a just single dip,

One moment I felt as if I was going to be brutally pulverized in the gruesome car accident; while the very next instant God placed me on the top most summit of the mountain; made me witness the entire world as a blissfully astounding paradise,

One moment I felt as if I was begging disdainfully on the appallingly shivering streets; while the very next instant God granted me a seat on the supremely embellished golden throne; made me the most invincible and worshipped king,

One moment I felt as if I was writhing miserably on the floor in thoroughly lost despair; while the very next instant God made me the impregnably towering fortress; which was simply unable to invade from any side,

One moment I felt as if I was starving without a droplet of water being visible till far and remote distances; while the very next instant God inundated my empty bowl with tantalizing morsels of food; pacified my scorching throat to an extent that it never felt thirsty all my life,

One moment I felt that I was being assaulted by a gang of viciously satanic demons; running like a matchstick through the desolate lanes of the city; while the very next instant God made me the president of the country; with a fleet of armed bodyguards following me like a shadow wherever I went,

One moment I felt that I was stuttering on every word that I spoke; was hardly able to complete a single sentence without pathetically floundering infinite number of times; while the very next instant God made me the best musician trespassing on this earth; mesmerizing millions with the magnetic charisma in my voice,

One moment I felt that I was stumbling embarrassingly at every step I took; while the very next instant God made me a handsome eagle soaring majestically through open blue sky; covering miles of territory on the trot; with a single wing flap of mine,

One moment I felt that I was going to use my thumb to sign all my documents; as I was transiting into blatantly illiterate; while the very next instant God bestowed upon me the prowess of evolving billions of lines of poetry in a single working day,

One moment I felt that I was swooning towards the obdurate ground after a deadly venomous sting; while the very next instant God deluged my life with sweet nectar; made me philander like a prince in an ocean of celestial honey,

One moment I felt that I was overwhelmed with mind boggling stress; would be crushed under the tyranny of monotonous routine which wouldn’t spare me the slightest; while the very next instant God blessed me with divinely sleep; swept away even the tiniest of my tension; like the Sun melts white ice,

One moment I felt that I would plummet inevitably into the valley as the brakes of my car abruptly failed; while the very next instant God made me walk without a scratch to my body out of the jammed door; while my automobile exploded into a fireball of pugnacious flames,

One moment I felt that I was shivering hysterically in inexplicable fever and horrendous disease; while the very next instant God made me the perennial waterfall; which delighted millions with its robustly cascading silvery froth,

One moment I felt that I was disappearing into oblivion; with my entity soon about to fade into an island of nothingness; while the very next instant God made me as tall as the boundlessly gargantuan sky; looming large over every other entity on the trajectory of this planet,

One moment I felt that I was crying indefatigably; there was nothing except tears in my uncouthly unpardonable life; while the very next instant God made me break into a battalion of flirtatious smiles; profusely lit up and triggered my life with everlasting happiness,

One moment I felt that I was losing all my power; the bulging muscle in my shoulder was evaporating into obsolete oblivion; while the very next instant God made me the strongest individual on this globe; possessing the supreme tenacity to scrap evil from its very slim and non-existent roots,

And one moment I felt that I was dying; on the brink of relinquishing passionate breath any unveiling second; while the very next instant God not only flooded my staggering lungs with unprecedented amounts of fresh air; but bequeathed upon me the power to exist beyond; past; present and future life.

Passionate Love

One shouldn’t sleep more than necessary; as extra sleep induces paramount laziness; ruins the ability of a person to work diligently,

One shouldn’t eat more than necessary; as extra food lying dumped in the stomach; reduces your ability to have fun; fantasize and sizzle in the corridors of
romance,

One shouldn’t dance more than necessary; as extra gyrating the body; weakens the stem of mesmerizing ideas in the brain; instilling the legs with inevitable sleep,

One shouldn’t whistle more than necessary; as extra whistling causes the air in the mouth to exhaust; and makes a person falter in his speech; grasp for
breath; immediately after it,

One shouldn’t cry more than necessary; as extra shedding of tears makes the eye bloodshot and and swollen; rendering a person unfit to walk on the streets,

One shouldn’t write more than necessary; as extra penning down of words creates a disdain for majestic art; and the fragile fingers then intractably refuse
to even emboss down your name,

One shouldn’t swim more than necessary; as the poignant spray of the saline sea causes erratic allergy to the entire skin; also there is always the danger of the monstrous shark creeping in,

One shouldn’t drink wine more than necessary; as the alcohol has a profoundly inebriating effect on the nerves; makes a person loose complete control of his
actions; body and speech; after consuming a few sips,

One shouldn’t blow one’s nose more than necessary; as excessive sneezing; engenders the moisture in the nostrils to amazingly evaporate; and a person ends up inhaling bellows of hostile fire; instead of compassionate air,

One shouldn’t shout more than necessary; as unprecedented screaming; foments the chords in your throat to wear out; and you eventually find yourself unable to even mew as softly as the cat; after a few minutes,

One shouldn’t talk more than necessary; as baseless talk yields plenty of secrets; and a person sometimes in his inexorable urge to talk; doesn’t notice the bored yawns becoming eminent and clear in the vicinity,

One shouldn’t clean more than necessary; as unsurpassable amount of cleaning; leads to scraping away the oils of nature; the rudiments of color which add loads of vibrancy to life,

One shouldn’t spend more than necessary; as exorbitant expenditure results in dismal bankruptcy; and suddenly the accounts replenished with surplus money till yesterday; seem to be like veritable ghost towns today,

One shouldn’t fight more than necessary; as incessant war leads to lots of bloodshed; and what started as just a test of nerves and skill; now ends up being a battle of blood,

One shouldn’t read more than necessary; as overwhelmingly browsing through the books night and day; has disastrous aftermaths on robust sight,

One shouldn’t kick more than necessary; as ferocious kicking evokes heaps of tension; perpetuates hurling of a volley of abuses at each other; and thereby
disrupting the placid environment,

One shouldn’t spit more than necessary; as continuous spitting produces squalid streaks of dirt in the area’s you tread; and sometimes you find yourself tripping head on; in the same slime you ejected out on this earth,

One shouldnt’t preach more than necessary; because at times you tend to become a victim of your own ideals; rather than having an impact and changing the lives of other humans,

I think I have bored you enough with this unending list of shouldnt’s, but before emancipating I would like to tell you; that there is indeed a thing that
you should do more than necessary; and which does not have anything such as necessary or unnecessary in the dictionary of its existence,

O! yes the thing I am talking about is none other than your all time favorite, and which you must be dying to proclaim at the moment as passionate love.

Passionate

The dog was passionate after the bone; could run any degree of distance to capsize it in his greedy mouth,

The fish was passionate after salty water; was ready to fight the preposterously mighty shark in order to swim in an ambience of coral and glistening coral weeds,

The squirrel was passionate after the succulently delicious nut; nibbling it with great fervor after she had firmly entangled it between her famished jaws,

The vulture was passionate after satanic chunks of dead meat; soared unrelentingly in circles over the morbid graveyard; all throughout the day and each minute of the starlit night,

The ant was passionate after orphaned bits of fermented bread; crawling on the same with a whole army of its friends; tearing apart its body with untamed gusto,

The desert sands were passionate after sparkling water; made the ominous conglomerate of black clouds their best friends; wailed in unison to shower upon their disastrously parched surface; with torrential sheets of rain,

The pen was passionate after pools of sapphire blue fountain ink; harbored a perennial desire to embed barren paper with boundless lines of free verse,

The bird was passionate after its cluster of innocuous eggs; inexorably stayed awake the entire night guarding them against the tiniest of evil; imparting them the compassionate warmth to hatch into mesmerizing fledglings,

The watch was passionate after its pairs of needles; which incessantly ticked all day and night; producing a daintily gurgling sound as each second unleashed by,

The chimpanzee was passionate after the raw sheaf of green bananas; peeling a second one of its salubrious pulpy skin; even before he had properly gobbled down the first one down,

The cat was passionate after its bowl of frosty milk; surreptitiously waited in the dark ceiling; for its chance to guzzle down the liquid at insane speeds,

The mongoose was passionate after the venomous snake; tremendously relishing even the slightest of opportunity to imprison one in its jaws; rip apart the diabolical hood and the river of venom; to have a feast under the tenacious moon,

The veins were passionate after scarlet streams of blood; wanted them at any cost to circulate rampantly through their body; render them with robust health and
overwhelming gratification,

The tongue was passionate after voice; had this insatiable urge to speak every minute; bask in the pompous glory of the flurry of sounds it generated,

The sky was passionate after its iridescent blanket of stars; wanted every divinely night of its to be studded with infinite shimmering jewels of their kind,

The witch was passionate after new born children; slurped its mouth in unfathomable ecstasy when she saw a healthy baby being born on this globe,

The drunkard was passionate after opulent bottles of cherry wine; banging his feet; uncouthly tearing his head apart in frustration when he was denied access to his
favorite elixir,

The mosquito was passionate after ripe flesh; indefatigably tyrannizing blissfully sleeping angels with its obnoxiously repelling sting,

The cow was passionate after leafy mountains of green grass; painstakingly munching it all throughout the day to wholesomely appease its sacrosanct senses,

The mother was passionate after her child; starving her stomach to unprecedented limits; in order to feed her impeccable infant,

The Creator was passionate after this entire Universe; articulately synchronizing and governing the movement of each tangible and intangible being; ensuring that
the essence of life remained for immortal times,

And I was passionate after my beloved; wildly captivated in the bonds of her flamboyantly fiery love; blending with her moist breath since countless births gone; and countless more births to unveil.

Passing Through Her Heart

As I tried to pass through the flamboyant Sun; its blistering rays wasted no time at all in charring me to inconspicuous bits of stray ash,

As I tried to pass through the pearly Moon; its tenacious beams permeated through my spell of profound concentration; and it was difficult for me to recognize my own entity as I got out,

As I tried to pass through the valley of silken clouds; I had tumultuous difficulty in opening my eyes; miserably failed to recognize my cherished ones in the obfuscated haze that engulfed me in wholesome entirety,

As I tried to pass through pugnacious plumes of black smoke; I wildly vomited all what I had consumed for breakfast at dawn and succulent supper at night,

As I tried to pass through a river of bubbling acid; all what I found was a conglomerate of my own pulverized bones after exuberantly reaching the banks,

As I tried to pass through the morbidly dark tunnel; I felt my voice ghoulishly echo; fomenting the last hair down my spine to stand in electric unison,

As I tried to pass through the virgin sea shores; I winced in tumultuous anguish as an obnoxious cluster of crabs stung my flesh with deadly poison,

As I tried to pass through the densely camouflaged jungles; my heart and soul nearly sank into my boots; and I found my trousers profusely wetted as the thunderous roar of the tiger crept stunningly close to my skin,

As I tried to pass through the pitch dark street; I experienced the worst encounter of my life; when a gang of thieves satanically stole all my possessions; left me stranded without a single cloth on my body,

As I tried to pass through the sliding lift doors; I felt a sudden spasm in my hand; and before realization could dawn upon the barbaric metal had already taken several of my innocuous fingers,

As I tried to pass through the scintillating mirror door; infinite shards of acrimonious glass hurtled out in frenzy; and I settled with a terrified gasp on the floor with blood oozing from virtually every cranny of my body,

As I tried to pass through a cotton factory; I found myself sneezing unrelentingly with deafening snorts; as invisible threads voraciously tickled sensitive arenas of my robust nose,
As I tried to pass through lanky slopes laden with overwhelming avalanches of snow; I felt my teeth rattling like a woodpecker; and each bone of mine died a gory death punctured by the vicious cold,

As I tried to pass through the sooty coal mine; my complexion metamorphosed to worse than a black cat; and people around me ran helter-skelter; envisaging me
to be an dreadful alien from the third world,

As I tried to pass through the freshly constructed wall; the end result found me wearing a coat of obdurate cement on my face; half a brick on my scalp; with a mountain of mud burying me without prior notice into my grave,

As I tried to pass through completely full cylinders of heavy gas; after a while I found countless bits of my flesh blown away like specks of compressed dirt in the atmosphere; the ingenious cavities of my brain shooting like an untamed fountain towards the sky,

As I tried to pass through the overflowing bath of fragrant shampoo; I found myself sputtering and stuttering without control; and gigantic balloons of froth wafted from my mouth everytime I ventured to open my mouth,

As I tried to pass through the wire entrenched walls of the formidable fortress; I catapulted like an insipid butterfly for miles on the trot; and the shock that occurred nearly electrocuted to ghastly death,

But when I tried to pass through her enchanting heart; I found myself trapped for immortal times bonded with threads of invincible love; and not only did I regain
back my previous one; but was bestowed upon with fathomless more blissful and spell binding lives.

Paradise Of Love.

How could I ever feel sad; let even the most minuscule iota of gloom linger insidiously near my sensitive senses?
As my life blossomed into a garden of voluptuously fragrant roses; each time I uttered your sacrosanct name.

How could I ever feel deprived; stumble inexplicably in a land of frustration and parasitically venomous malice?
As my life lit up into a billion candles of optimistic hope; each time I glimpsed your perennially charismatic smiles.

How could I ever feel an insane lunatic; deliriously chasing the maniacal tunnel of nothingness; which led into the ghastly graveyard?
As my life became a playground of mesmerizing fun and frolic; each time I heard the passionate pulsations; of your seductively heavenly voice.

How could I ever feel without an entity of my own; staggering ludicrously in the corridors of abominably orphaned dilapidation?
As my life escalated to the most spectacularly compassionate summits kissing the clouds; each time I sighted you trespassing like a silken angel; through
the mystical hills.

How could I ever feel rotting in the aisles of devastating stagnation; not reaching a single milestone; even though I galloped a countless steps?
As my life glowed more blazingly than the Omnipotently golden Sun; each time I stared innocuously into the poignantly rhapsodic empathy; engulfing your
enchanting eyes.

How could I ever feel that I was disastrously penurious; with hostile rats circulating in my pant pockets; instead of shimmering currency coin?
As my life culminated into richest treasure on this earth alive; each time I kissed you ardently; on your marvelously everlasting lips.

How could I ever feel that I was gruesomely blind; with even the most feeble rays of light; irrevocably refraining from entering into my lame eyes?
As my life fulminated into a fountain of invincible happiness; each time your gorgeously tantalizing breath; blended wholesomely with mine.

How could I ever feel that I was an uncouth murderer of mankind; inevitably surviving in a world profusely entrenched with manipulative and mortifying cowardice?
As my life bloomed into an apostle of celestial peace; each time I bonded my wayward senses; with the magnanimous benevolence enshrouding each element of
your immaculate countenance.

How could I ever feel aimlessly loitering; without a single target accomplished in the destined tenure of my impoverished life?
As my life basked in the glory of unparalleled success; each time I took divine refuge; in the magnetically alluring shadows of your stupendous feet.

And how could I ever feel kicked barbarically by the monotonously conventional society; for apparently no fault of mine; and simply because I stuttered to
coalesce with their lecherous spirit?
As my life spawned into the ultimate PARADISE OF LOVE; each time I let the beats of your immortal heart; enslave me for fathomless times.