Monthly Archives: April 2016

More invincible than the colossal mountains; virtually impregnable from all sides,
More unfathomable than the blue skies; prevalent in billions of entities transgressing upon the trajectory of this planet,
More mesmerizing than the voice of the nightingale; illuminating a path of dazzling optimism in an atmosphere encroached viciously with ominous light,
More transparent than the rays of the heavenly Sun; stringently annihilating the most minuscule trace of evil forever from this Universe,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies?

More poignant than the crimson streams of blood in body; irrefutably silencing the web of salacious lies with the power of its divinely voice,
More cherished than any ornament in the world; not procurable for even the entire wealth assimilated on the planet,
More unsurpassable than the golden horizons; tenaciously standing tall engulfed with a blanket of its own convictions,
More grandiloquent than any sight decipherable by the eye; escalating incessantly in a majestic aura that encompassed the divine,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies?

More piquant than the profusely salty ocean; fumigating the most inconspicuous trace of devilish energy; with the celestial antiseptic in its persona,
More persevering than the infinite tons of sweat shed under sweltering winds of the day; laboring all the way to repay Almighty Creator in the best possible way,
More natural than the wail of a freshly born organism; worshipped by even the most Omnipotent for its ubiquitously sacrosanct grace,
More passionate than the handsomely amber flames; incarcerating boundless in the swirl of its innocuous sincerity,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies?

More straighter than the arrow; embedding the virtue of righteousness even countless feet beneath soil,
More revered than the footsteps of the amicable mother; holding the most supreme spot in each heart palpitating under the firmament of sky,
More enchanting than the best of ingratiating perfume; instilling its perpetually benevolent fragrance in whosoever who even nimbly desired it,
More ancient than even the earth on which we’re living on was created; infact the only treasure with which any palpable entity was born,
Sadly O! Lord why has truth disappeared from earth today; why has its immortal essence been trampled more indiscriminately than the flies?

Why do you always gauge me just by the complexion of my lips; Why don’t you see the blistering passion fulminating passionately inside?

Why do you always gauge me just by the color of my mascara; Why don’t you see the overwhelming empathy lingering in my eyes?

Why do you always gauge me just by the height I possessed; Why don’t you see the unsurpassably towering perceptions of your enchanting persona that circulated in my mind?

Why do you always gauge me just by texture of my skin; Why don’t you see the profusely crimson blood flowing inside in my veins; the compassionate ardor
impregnated within for your magnificent form?

Why do you always gauge me just by the shades of my nail polish; Why don’t you see the poignantly sprouting edges ready to fight for you and defend you at any time?

Why do you always gauge me just by the wealth I had stashed; the cars I drove; Why don’t you see the astronomical affluence stored in my soul; ready to help you even after my death?

Why do you always gauge me just by the gloss of my hair; Why don’ t you see the intricate brain embodied inside evolving fantasies concerning only you all the time?

Why do you always gauge me just by spurious slang in my voice; Why don’t you see the effusive agony uncontrollably gushing out the instants I spoke?

Why do you always gauge me just by the jewelry I adorned; Why don’t you see each droplet of tear which oozed out of my eye; each globule of silver sweat which dribbled from my arms; was profoundly dedicated to your divinely grace?

Why do you always gauge me just by the number of places I had traveled to by air; Why don’t you see the infinite expeditions I was willing to undertake under the scorching heat of sweltering Sun; hoisting you on my bare shoulder?

Why do you always gauge me just by the bodyguards and cavalcade that relentlessly followed me; Why don’t you see the life I was ready to sacrifice this very moment; in order to save you from the tiniest of evil?

Why do you always gauge me just by the scintillating shine of my teeth; Why don’t you see the ghastly shell I was ready to break and chew; so that you drank the
stupendously sweet water?
Why do you always gauge me just by the design of my garish shoe; Why don’t you see my feet which were ready to walk absolutely naked on a blanket of acrid thorns; so that you slept celestially on the golden couch?

Why do you always gauge me just by the contours of my swanky watch; Why don’t you see my pulse that ticked faster than the speed of light; sped more turbulently
than the shark in the ocean the very instant it witnessed your mesmerizing countenance?

Why do you always gauge me just by the scent I sprinkled; Why don’t you see the incredulously fervent aroma that diffused from my nostrils when you were
standing at whisker lengths across my shoulder?

Why do you always gauge me just by the business acumen I possessed; Why don’t you see that I was ready to unflinchingly take on the mantle of this entire world;
to savor a chance of perpetually hovering around your voluptuous demeanor?

Why do you always gauge me just by the fraternity of food I consumed for each meal in the day; Why don’t you see the infinite hours that I was prepared to remain starved; so that you relished the tantalizing cherry of your choice?

Why do you always gauge me just by the pen I stuck to my persona; Why don’t you see the overwhelming zeal in my fingers to write a book on your fascinating life;
all on my own?

And why do you always gauge me just by the shirt I wore to engulf my visage; Why don’t you see the madly throbbing heart inside my chest; whose each beat was
profoundly yours; whose each throb wanted to immortally capture your love and make it for always mine?

I was dying a pathetically agonizing death every moment waiting for your sensuously silken fingers; why don’t you just come infront of me; scratch me uninhibitedly on my cheek with them; and then forever kill me?

I was dying an inconsolably disastrous death every moment waiting for your astoundingly poignant lips; why don’t you just come infront of me; kiss me unabashedly on my lips with them; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a torturously sullen death every moment waiting for your tantalizingly unparalleled belly; why don’t you just come infront of me; gyrate it jubilantly like the shooting stars; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a wretchedly uncouth death every moment waiting for your profoundly unblemished eyes; why don’t you just come infront of me; savor every aspect of my personality with their black’s and whites; and then forever kill me?

I was dying an invidiously castrated death every moment waiting for your unbelievably ravishing hair; why don’t you just come infront of me; carelessly swish them on my intricate goose-bumps; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a unforgivably penalizing death every moment; waiting for your mellifluously spell binding throat; why don’t you just come infront of me; sing just a rhyme with it towards my trembling countenance; and then forever kill me?

I was dying an indescribably lamenting death every moment; waiting for your sacredly dainty feet; why don’t you just come infront of me; point a path on earth with it for me to follow; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a fetidly perverted death every moment; waiting for your bountifully effulgent cheeks; why don’t you just come infront of me; let them blush an infinitesimal trifle; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a treacherously gory death every moment; waiting for your inscrutably inimitable shadow; why don’t you just come infront of me; let its velvetiness incarcerate each of my senses; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a barbarously asphyxiating death every moment; waiting for your
rhapsodically victorious neck; why don’t you just come infront of me; nod it
only once in ethereal mischief; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a horrendously vindictive death every moment; waiting for your
astoundingly eclectic fingers; why don’t you just come infront of me; trace them like white electricity down my unstoppably reverberating spine; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a hysterically cadaverous death every moment; waiting for your unfathomably creative mind; why don’t you just come infront of me; unfurl
its wildest fantasy beside my ardent breath; and then forever kill me?

I was dying an abhorrently diabolical death every moment; waiting for your
wondrously stupefying armpits; why don’t you just come infront of me; let their golden rivers of sweat dribble upon my fanatically waiting skin; and then forever fill me?

I was dying a satanically crucifying death every moment; waiting for your impeccably adorable ears; why don’t you just come infront of me; let their magnetically titillating lobes dangle on my forehead; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a disdainfully cold-blooded death every moment; waiting for your ebulliently unassailable personality; why don’t you just come infront of me; let its unconquerable fragrance wholesomely capsize each of my senses; and then forever kill me?

I was dying an unthinkably mortifying death every moment; waiting for your insuperably majestic nostrils; why don’t you just come infront of me; let them fierily breathe down my enthused neck; and then forever kill me?

I was dying an unbearably remorseful death every moment; waiting for your royally nubile shoulders; why don’t you just come infront of me; entwine their unlimited glory with my uncontrollably resonating chest; and then forever kill me?

I was dying a mercilessly lambasting death every moment; waiting for your pricelessly voluptuous bosom; why don’t you just come infront of me; unravel just a fragment of its timeless compassion into my life; and then forever kill me?

And I was dying a gorily demented death every moment; waiting for your perpetually ameliorating heart; why don’t you just come infront of me; lets its immortal beats caress my miserably emaciated soul; and then forever kill me?

God blessed you with such magnificently immaculate palms; why do you uncouthly massacre with them; instead of philanthropically uplifting all devastatingly deprived humanity?

God blessed you with such impeccably sparkling eyes; why do you witness the lecherously evil with them; instead of capsizing all bountifully fathomless beauty
of this mesmerizing planet; in their poignantly scintillating mirrors of white?

God blessed you with such formidably impregnable teeth; why do you ruthlessly suck innocuous blood with them; instead of profoundly relishing the most voluptuously enchanting fruits of Mother Nature?

God blessed you with such an ingeniously fascinating mind; why do you maniacally pulverize it with swords of tyrannical depression; instead of relentlessly fantasizing about the astronomically benign goodness; in every quarter of this marvelous planet?

God blessed you with such tantalizingly charming lips; why do you purse them in dormitories of abhorrently despicable belligerence; instead of bequeathing all those treacherously orphaned; with an unsurpassable festoon of grandiloquent smiles?

God blessed you with such melodiously captivating voice; why do you cacophonically lambaste the handsome atmosphere with it; instead of unbelievably pacifying the traumatized agony of all those souls; brutally shattered and withering in inexplicable misery?

God blessed you with such stupendously immaculate neck; why do you diabolically drift it towards the satanically ominous; instead of ardently staring at the ravishingly synergistic; blanket of ubiquitously glistening stars?

God blessed you with such boisterously divine ears; why do you incessantly hear only unruly fracas and war with them; instead of profoundly blending them with a seductive blanket of gloriously titillating golden dewdrops?

God blessed you with such intricately silken feet; why do you indiscriminately trample the pathetically infirm with them; instead of wonderfully evolving an unflinching pathway; of irrefutable peace and benevolent righteousness?

God blessed you with such dexterously articulate nails; why do you use them to savagely extricate a dying mans food; instead of crawling with diligent assiduousness towards the pinnacle of invincibly scintillating success?

God blessed you with such a royally towering height; why do you use it to invidiously dominate all whom you encountered in your way; instead of blissfully alleviating the insurmountably crippled and maim; towards their most resplendent dreams of exuberant success?

God blessed you with such emphatically Herculean muscles; why do you use them to barbarically decimate timidly new born infants; instead of patriotically defending your motherland till the very last iota of your rhapsodic breath?

God blessed you with such mystically bedazzling destiny lines; why do you use them to snatch indispensably vital breath from all those holistically alive; instead of metamorphosing the complexion of staggeringly dilapidated staleness; into the opulently vibrant winds of tomorrow?

God blessed you with such unfathomably overwhelming fortitude; why do you use it for inflicting deliberate pain upon your handsome countenance; instead of standing unequivocally like a formidable fortress; to the celestial service of mankind?

God blessed you with such curvaceously incredulous stomach; why do you mercilessly deluge it with food of the penuriously destitute; instead of harboring
insidiously dumped children; in the realms of its compassionately uninhibited swirl?

God blessed you with such enigmatically enamoring shadow; why do you use it to parasitically overshadow the chapter of goodness; instead of letting its fabulously tingling waves; miraculously soothe insanely zany minds?

God blessed you with such irrefutably honest conscience; why do you use it to pioneer the hideously unsurpassable cloud of blatant lies; instead of diffusing Omnipotent truth at every step you tread; at every darkness you profusely enlightened?

God blessed you with such majestically heavenly soul; why do you use it to worthlessly corrupt boisterously endowed civilizations with the winds of manipulative
malice; instead of perennially disbursing its essence of timeless peace; to the most remotest cranny of this spell binding planet?

And God blessed you with such passionately pulsating heartbeats; why do you use them to incinerate salacious graves of ludicrously stumbling betrayal; intead of igniting the immortal cloudburst of love; love and only perpetual love.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; igniting the most uncurbed passions of my soul?
Only to eventually discard me like a piece of baseless shit; not even feeling the need to shower a single petal upon my veritable grave.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; drifting me into a spell of unbreakable fantasy; evoking me to dance tirelessly when I felt like miserably stumbling at each step?
Only to eventually romance with another man of your dreams in front of my eyes; betraying me worse than the scorpion could betray its innocent prey.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; gliding me like a majestic prince to the ultimate summit of my dreams; inundating each of my senses with profusely ingratiating charm?
Only to eventually blow me away like nonchalant wisps of your pompous cigarette smoke; murderously extinguishing each bit of smoke that emanated with the skin
of your uncouth feet.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; uniting your palms in mine; standing unflinchingly by my side even as diabolical hell descended in each ingredient of my scarlet blood?
Only to eventually close the doors of your dwelling coldbloodedly on my face; cuddling your paramour inside; as I tyrannically relinquished each of my breath.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; catapulting me to a land higher than mesmerizing paradise; leading me to the most glorious paths of my impoverished existence?
Only to eventually trip me deliberately from the pinnacle of the treacherous terrain; diffusing the most thunderous chortle of your life; as my body disintegrated into a countless pieces against the rocks.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; teaching me the essence of irrefutable humanity; evacuating my dreary visage from a web of horrendous
gloom and unprecedented despair?
Only to eventually trade my flesh for a sleazy wad of currency notes; basking in the lap of insatiable luxury; as I rolled tears of blood from beneath the
ghastly entrenchment of chains.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; giving me your shoulder to lean upon in my times of agony; blossoming my insensitive veins into an enchanting island of vibrant love?
Only to eventually make me the most dreaded terrorist; as I beheaded several innocent with torrential malice; as you relentlessly flirted with the rich man above.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; marvelously replenishing the void of my orphaned conscience; which lay deserted on the barbaric streets; since my first cry of birth?
Only to eventually blind my gruesomely even in the most flamboyantly dazzling sunlight; as you savagely kicked me off your life; when I needed you the most.

Why did you come into my life in the first place; frolicking with me indefatigably through optimistic meadows of hope; embracing me more perpetually than
even a mother could cling to her child?
Only to eventually roast all my bones with satanic condemnation; feeding them to your dog with gusto; as your lips were encompassed with the smile of your life.

And why did you come into my life in the first place; stealing each beat of my heart; taking an immortal promise along with my soul to lead a boundless lives together?
Only to eventually leave me withering towards the corridors of ghastly extinction; stabbing me in the center of my happiness; as you eloped once again with another innocent of my kind; luring him with the sleazy titillation in your voice.

Why did I love eating exotically succulent fruit? Well it was solely because of the most gluttonously impoverished existence; of my pathetically tormented stomach.

Why did I love to profoundly empathize with every fraternity of despairing living kind? Well it was solely because of the most devastatingly parched existence; of my callously dried eyeballs.

Why did I love to intransigently fantasize? Well it was solely because of the most deplorably famished existence; of my robotically truculent brain.

Why did I love to interminably adventure? Well it was solely because of the most penuriously irascible existence; of my restlessly wailing knees.

Why did I love to perseveringly perspire? Well it was solely because of the most haplessly disoriented existence; of my emotionlessly fretful armpits.

Why did I love to mellifluously sing? Well it was solely because of the most preposterously tyrannized existence; of my uncontrollably quavering throat.

Why did I love to timelessly sip upon mesmerizing streams of water? Well it was solely because of themost hedonistically despondent existence; of my unsurpassably parched tongue.

Why did I love to unendingly tantalize every of my goose-bump? Well it was solely because of the most fanatically delirious existence; of my venomously victimized skin.
Why did I love to invincibly sleep? Well it was solely because of the most parsimoniously subjugated existence; of my brutally pulverized and defeated
nerves.

Why did I love to tirelessly procreate? Well it was solely because of the most unbelievably petulant existence; of my unstoppably overflowing virility.

Why did I love to victoriously dance? Well it was solely because of the most unceasingly agonized existence; of my pertinently imploring and restless legs.

Why did I love to hoist orphaned urchins to their destinations of compassionate comfort? Well it was solely because of the most inexorably beseeching existence; of my boisterously brimming shoulders.

Why did I love to unrelentingly roll in fields of rain soaked grass? Well it was solely because of the most unfathomably ignited existence; of my uxoriously lambasted thighs.

Why did I love to hear the most panoramically enigmatic sounds of mother nature? Well it was solely because of the most remorsefully bemoaning existence; of my treacherously starved ears.

Why did I love to indefatigably flirt in the aisles of pristine mischief? Well it was solely because of the most bizarrely reverberating existence; of my enthrallingly mystical eyebrows.

Why did I love to majestically sketch? Well it was solely because of the most unabashedly slithering existence; of my relentlessly teasing and impetuously
resonating fingers.

Why did I love to endlessly discover till even beyond the realms of infinity? Well it was solely because of the most wretchedly incarcerated existence; of my
forlornly divested and monotonous soul.

Why did I love to insatiably breathe? Well it was solely because of the most hopelessly asphyxiated existence; of my disastrously shriveled and crinkled
lungs.

And why did I love to perpetually and impregnably love? Well it was solely because of the most unflinchingly ardent existence; of every part; pore and beat of your divinely sensuous body; O! Omnipotent beloved.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for tirelessly witnessing the unabashedly innocuous giggles of my new born baby daughter; who had freshly descended from the lap of
the Omnipotent Lord.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for endlessly viewing the fathomlessly barren fields; sprout into the most resplendently fructifying fruits of an optimistic tomorrow.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for stupendously appeasing even the most infinitesimal cranny of my pathetically parched throat; with the spell bindingly tantalizing raindrops of heavenly mother nature.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for uninhibitedly releasing every lugubriously frazzled ounce of energy in my skin; as I tirelessly danced under golden rays of the royal Sunset; for times immemorial.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for incorrigibly agglutinating to the venerated lap of my godly mother; fearlessly sharing all my agonies and ecstasies in the fronds of her compassionately divinely palms.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to interminably fantasize about the boundlessly enamoring beauty of this eternal universe; to sensuously cavort and mate with the most voluptuously titillating women alive.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to imbibe the ideals of unconquerably egalitarian truth and non-violence; to act as an harbinger of unceasing peace for every caste; creed; fraternity and color of humanity.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to tirelessly procreate my very own clan; impregnably ensuring that the chapter of the Omniscient lord’s creation forever burgeoned; as I passionately contributed my very best.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for wholeheartedly laughing each bone of my body out; at the various parodies and enthusing inexplicabilities that the colossal atmosphere around me; had to harmoniously offer.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for perennially embracing every of my fellow comrade; which the uncouthly barbarous world had unforgivably shunted; and who was
now one quintessential ingredient of my very own blood.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to unflinchingly salute the Omnipresent Sun as it arose every morning at jubilantly effulgent dawn; to let its undefeated glory pave a path of peerless righteousness in every conceivable pore of my body.
Why did I live? Well perhaps to sight how handsomely gifted was my nimbly impoverished form in the incredulously scintillating mirror; all by the grace of the unassailably wonderful Lord.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to invincibly sleep like a freshly born infant; unshakably snapping my lips shut; at the ominously sacrilegious crackle of midnight.

Why did I live? Well perhaps for intransigently peering into the silken blue tufts of the bountiful sky; assimilating inspiration of a countless more lifetimes into my soul; as I ardently appreciated its majestic aura.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to unceasingly fall into the most poignantly humanitarian of relationships; timelessly explore the unfathomably fantastic vagaries
of the human mind.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to earn every iota of wealth ever conceived on planet earth; so that I could exist as the most royally unfettered Kind; and simultaneously afford the same right to every living organism on this blessed planet.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to be inscrutably tantalized by the umpteenth sounds of the gloriously triumphant forest; feel the sensitivity of the rhapsodically undying wind created unparalleled tremors of desire in every nubile pore of my flesh.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to unforgivingly massacre every trace of the hedonistically massacring devil on the trajectory of this globe; metamorphose this
beleaguered earth once again into the most victoriously fertile paradise.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to forever bid an irrevocable adieu to a thing called spuriously sanctimonious destiny; evolve a destiny whose foundations rested on righteously persevering hard work; instead.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to bond every passionately volatile beat of my heart; with the immortal beats of insuperably gratifying love which were prevalent in even the most evanescent ounce of the atmosphere.

Why did I live? Well perhaps to unrelentingly relish the unbelievably fiery puff of passionate air that resurgently rushed into my nostrils every single instant; which was my sole source of all desire on this untiring Universe.

And why did I live? Definitely because the unconquerably Almighty Creator wanted me to; this very moment and till every other moment that he ordered me to symbiotically live; as the complete control over my first and very last breath; was his; his and forever and inimitably his.

Why did he have to walk with a crippled leg,
when several of his age took part in marathon race.

Why did he beg with bruised bowls of cheap copper,
When bulk of the population sipped peach flavored chocolate rum.
Why did he travel long distance on rusty bicycle,
Silver sedans with undeserving youth clambered through dream lanes of the valley.

Why did he quench his thirst with contaminated tap water,
His counterpart mates drank Irish spring water all night and day.

Why did he sleep with clattering teeth with threadbare sacks wrapped round his
body,
Affluent children snuggled tightly under the comfort of their Persian quilt.

Why did he spend his day begging and pulling truck load,
youth of his age swam merrily, played long tennis with cushioned racket.

Why did he place his feet on scorched tarmac,
The prince in the palace tread on Luke warm chips of scented marble.

Why did he speak in a rustic village accent,
Teenagers of his kind babbled inarticulately in different styles of slang.

Why did he wear clothes that were stained with colored spit and mud,
A fleet of school children attired in white shirt and immaculate tie.

Why did he have no one to wipe his tears with tinges of blood,
God bestowed riches on some and a mountain of horrendous difficulty on the other

If the ravishingly mesmerizing lotus could spawn from the; stinkingly sordid pond of lugubriously dolorous dirt; with nothing but an obfuscated haze
of decaying scarecrows around,
Then why couldn’t you exist as pristine as an immaculate angel; amidst the horrendously berserk ratrace for commercial lunatism; the tornadoes of
abhorrent jealously that pulverized countless into threadbare dust?

If the brilliantly blazing fireball of Sun could arise from behind; the prison of ominously insidious and horrifically crippling clouds,
Then why couldn’t you exist as the ultimate messiah of philanthropic truth; in a world treacherously enshrouded by the winds of diabolical hatred;
and abominably ruthless lies?

If the carpet of resplendently robust grass could evolve bountifully around the murderously rueful corpse; stagnating in realms of disparagingly
deteriorating and delinquent oblivion,
Then why couldn’t you exist as an unflinchingly innocuous patriot; whilst the planet around you parasitically sucked indefatigable reservoirs of blood; fought every moment of their lives for spuriously materialistic gains?

If Omnipotent whirlpools of golden honey could ooze from amidst the branches of the barbarically thorny hive; lecherously trying its best to dreadfully abrade its harmonious melody,
Then why couldn’t you exist as a messiah bonding all humanity one and alike; even as thunderously dictatorial hell rained unsparingly everywhere around
you; from the heart of hell in fathomless sky?

If rejuvenating water gloriously oozed from the belly of the savage cactus; with nothing but an entrenchment of hostile nails to penalize it every unleashing
second; in the truculently scorching heat,
Then why couldn’t you solely follow the inner most tunes of your passionate heart; even as the very entity of charismatic human had metamorphosed into a
robotic missile; indiscriminately trampling upon one another; to maliciously catapult to the summit of bombastic prosperity?

If the resplendently euphoric voice of the nightingale could diffuse profoundly unconquerable magic in the gigantic forests; inspite of the salaciously man-eater
lion; thunderously trumpeting its incoherently demonic feet,
Then why couldn’t you irrefutably adhere to the principles of symbiotically benign existence; even as the entire globe around you; had invidiously
transformed into a marketplace of artificiality; a graveyard of raunchy flesh trade?

If the most impeccably opalescent Moon could blossom from the heart of ghastly darkness; a torturous ambience of black heinously stabbing it from
all sides,
Then why couldn’t you cherish an infinite births on the sacrosanct footsteps of your divine mother; even as the entire earth around you; malevolently shrugged
the ones they loved the most in their insipid conquest of earning;
pugnacious money?

If unsurpassable gallons of Omnipresent breath sprouted in the aisles of bizarre nothingness; with the endless battalion of tyrannizing demons trying their absolute best to asphyxiate even the most capricious iota of blissful life,
Then why couldn’t you unequivocally maneuver your conscience towards the path of eternal righteousness; even as the entire Universe around you; insanely
thrived on sardonically sullen platforms of manipulation and coldblooded lies?

And if true love reigned immortally supreme everytime the earth was born; although the insurmountably lambasting cauldron of devils; massacred its priceless throne a countless times,
Then why couldn’t you altruistically relinquish every trace of your life for suffering humanity on each step that you tread; even as the entire planet around you; gruesomely blinded each other in their quest of greedily sighting the
first rays of dawn?

You just climb the tree with a spirit of adventure drenching each of your bedraggled senses; and the winds of untamed euphoria encapsulating each of your dreary nerves,
Why are you bothered about counting the innumerable number of branches that came in between; the incomprehensibly pertinent barricade of worms and insects that you encountered in your way?

You just eat the mango wholeheartedly with stupendous relish; rhapsodically devouring its majestic skin with the ecstatic buds in your tongue,
Why are you bothered about counting the unsurpassable number of seeds incarcerated in its belly; the baseless strands of bitterness that protruded
harmlessly from its body?

You just swim exuberantly across the bountifully ravishing lake; letting the heavenly waters take celestial control over the boundless battalion of frazzled parasites lingering in your insidious blood,
Why are you bothered about counting the meaningless number of ripples that floated on the surface; the innocuously drifting sea weed and frigid lumber that kissed your shriveled skin; as you drifted by?

You just bask in the aisles of unprecedentedly ebullient fantasy and desire; galloping towards the summit of unparalleled happiness as each instant unveiled by,
Why are you bothered about counting the countless number of images that stupendously enshrouded your nimble mind; the fathomless myriad of color which
hovered obscurely in the interiors of your intriguingly passionate brain cells?

You just patriotically march for your motherland in all situations alike; beheading the army of lecherously blood-sucking traitors on the other side; with your invincible sword of righteousness,
Why are you bothered about counting the invidiously augmenting number of devils; the unending repertoire of insinuations that they harbored; in their murderous
plot to overtopple sagacious mankind?

You just sight your bountifully endowed reflection in the profusely sparkling mirror; admiring the intricate shapes of your countenance bestowed upon you in vibrant abundance; by the Omnipotent Almighty Lord,
Why are you bothered about counting the worthless sheets of dead fiber imprisoned inside the glass; the disdainful blotches of dirt failing occasionally tocast their impression upon its satiny periphery?

You just disseminate the ideals of immortal peace; love and humanity; to the most remotest parts of this boundlessly benign Universe,
Why are you bothered about counting the countless fleet of manipulative politicians and tycoons; the ropes of treacherous drudgery that they had spun upon
the crippled and enslaved; alike?

You just pursue whatever the innermost recesses of your heart dictate; passionately bonding and blending with the waves of unconquerable artistry and the Omnipresent aura of fantasy for centuries immemorial,
Why are you bothered about counting the unendingly monotonous jokers around; for whom nothing else mattered on this earth; but working like an insane clockwork from nine to nine?

And you just pursue your love in this bloomingly mesmerizing life; immortally coalescing with its Omniscient spirit every time you were bestowed upon with an opportunity to be born; robustly once again,
Why are you bothered about counting the ludicrously corrupt barriers of conventionally rigid society; the tremendously cowardly pattern that they had adopted
since the time that they had emanated their very first breath; the same dastardly pattern which they wanted you to incorrigibly follow; for ostensibly no reason or rhyme?