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Love Stories Are Immortal

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the art of uninhibitedly poignant sharing; devoting every element of your destined life; to the custody of your immaculate partner,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the wave of stupendously supreme faith; a perpetual trust in the character of your impeccable partner,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is a tornado of tumultuous newness unleashing every instant; flooding the soul with boundless colors of vibrant spice,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the idol of impregnable belief; an unimaginably everlasting trust in your partners ability to emerge ebulliently triumphant; in every path of fabulously enamoring life,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are winds of immaculately robust nostalgia; perpetuating both partners to float in the aisles of innocent desire; and forever be exuberantly alive,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are mountains of astronomically vivacious courage; defending the sacrosanct essence
of mesmerizing relationship; for centuries immemorial,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are rays of unassailably optimistic hope; overshadowing all those penuriously devastating moments in life; with the light of enchanting happiness,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are intermittently transient beams of mischievous flirtation; reinvigorating your
relationship with the astounding colors of piquant existence,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are pillars of mutually synergistic support; which harmoniously weave the stupendously supreme fabric of oligarchic romance,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the spirit of escalating belonging; which makes both partners feel forever young and boisterously gyrating to embrace radiantly handsome survival,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are fathomless milestones of insurmountably tingling newness; incinerating each pore of your abominably frazzled body; with unfathomably celestial melody,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are the fruits of eternally flamboyant caring; deluging each ingredient of scarlet blood; with the panacea to survive against the most treacherously acrimonious of times,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; are clouds of tantalizingly voluptuous craving; which make both partners wholesomely oblivious to the lecherously manipulative vagaries; of this manipulatively blood sucking society,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the sky of incomprehensible possession; which impregnably bonds both partners; in threads of amicably symbiotic brotherhood,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the unequivocal shelter of bountiful compassion; sequestering both partners; in
an inexorable fortress of everlasting solidarity,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the flower of eternally fragrant humanity; invincibly ensuring that both partners benevolently embraced all their immaculate counterparts; irrespective of caste; creed and
religion; alike,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the cradle of divinely romance; transpiring both partners to bond with realms of sacrosanct heaven; for centuries immemorial,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the fabric of unsurpassably heavenly empathy; which indefatigably coalesces both partners; in threads of rhapsodically contented symbiosis,

Love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the resplendent fountain of forgiveness; uplifting the honest conscience to entirely melange with Omniscient Godhead,

And love stories are immortal; but what makes them irrefutably succeed; is the ocean of ardently never ending heartbeats; spawning infinite new lives of perpetual yearning at every step; altruistically ensuring that God’s most revered entrenchment of
creation; forever and unconquerably stayed alive.

Love Perpetually

Run exuberantly and with such unprecedentedly untamed exhilaration in every conceivable of your veins today; as perhaps there might not be even the most diminutive insinuation of brilliant tomorrow; to run once again,

Sing tirelessly and generating such ebulliently unfathomable enchantment in the dolorously decrepit atmosphere today; as perhaps there might not be even the most infinitesimal unfurling of optimistic tomorrow; to sing once again,

Work indefatigably and with such unsurpassable ardor in each globule of your endlessly dribbling sweat today; as perhaps there might not be even the most
inconspicuous horizon of enlightening tomorrow; to work once again,

Fantasize unrelentingly and with such extreme enthusiasm in every ingredient of your brain today; as perhaps there might not be even the most ethereal unraveling of spell binding tomorrow; to fantasize once again,

Philander unceasingly and with such unparalleled gusto through the landscapes of resplendently panoramic nature today; as perhaps there might not be even the
most minuscule mention of unflinching tomorrow; to philander once again,

Smile unlimitedly and with such stupendously fervent yearning in the rubicund periphery of your lips today; as perhaps there might not be even the most evanescent
ray of inimitable tomorrow; to smile once again,

Achieve inexorably and with such ecstatically insatiable temerity in every of your valiant bones today; as perhaps there might not be even the most frigid shadow of celestial tomorrow; to achieve once again,

Discover unstoppably and with such profoundly unconquerable euphoria in every ingredient of scarlet blood that flowed handsomely through your veins today; as perhaps there might not be even the most obsolete feather of royal tomorrow; to discover once again,

Learn unhindered and with such Omnipotently untainted diligence in your soul today; as perhaps there might not be even the most wastrel innuendo of bountiful
tomorrow; to learn once again,

Triumph impregnably and with such blazingly fearless patriotism in your conscience today; as perhaps there might not be even the most dilapidated shell of heavenly tomorrow; to triumph once again,

Concentrate irrevocably and with such fathomlessly blessing dedication today; as perhaps there might not be even the most cloistered realm of majestic tomorrow; to concentrate once again,

Donate philanthropically and with such altruistically impeccable godliness today; as perhaps there might not be even the most disappearing caress of priceless tomorrow; to donate once again,

Mesmerize eloquently and with such victoriously magnetic sensuousness today; as perhaps there might not be even the most inane burgeoning of blazing tomorrow; to mesmerize once again,

Sleep tranquilly and with such compassionately invincible coziness in your countenance today; as perhaps there might not be even the most fugitive complexion of benevolent tomorrow; to sleep once again,

Joke inexhaustibly and with such unequivocally bounteous freedom in every nerve of your persona; as perhaps there might not be even the most ephemeral voice of dazzling tomorrow; to joke once again,

Express poignantly and with such artistically undaunted effusiveness in every element of your visage today; as perhaps there might not be even the most transient sunrise of flamboyant tomorrow; to express once again,

Flirt tantalizingly and with such boundlessly overpowering rapaciousness behind the honey draped hills today; as perhaps there might not be the even the most shimmering iota of insuperable tomorrow; to flirt once again,

Breathe an infinite billion times and with such unimaginable greed in your nostrils today; as perhaps there might not be even the most vagabond speck of miraculous tomorrow; to breath once again,

But Love perpetually and with the inferno of uncontrollably effulgent desire towering slowly and slowly to an unassailably fantastic crescendo; as by the grace of Omnipresent Almighty Lord; for love there were not only an infinite more undefeated tomorrows; but an infinite glorious poetic rhymes; an infinite heavens of benign paradise; an infinite more immortal lives.

Love -Part 2

Neither did it become more stupendously extraordinary than yesterday; Nor did it transform into more flagrantly dwindling than ever before,

Neither did it become more blissfully fragrant than yesterday; Nor did it transform into more despicably cadaverous than ever before,

Neither did it become more triumphantly brilliant than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more treacherously defeated than ever before,

Neither did it become more truthfully emollient than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more sinfully satanic than ever before,

Neither did it become more exuberantly ecstatic than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more forlornly decrepit than ever before,

Neither did it become more unflinchingly unfettered than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more parasitically coward than ever before,

Neither did it become more timelessly liberating than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more hideously incarcerating than ever before,

Neither did it become more mellifluously ebullient than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more salaciously cacophonic than ever before,

Neither did it become more beautifully panoramic than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more ruthlessly ugly than ever before,

Neither did it become more royally inimitable than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more ludicrously floundering than ever before,

Neither did it become more astoundingly proliferating than yesterday; Nor
did it transform into more hilariously impotent than ever before,

Neither did it become more unbelievably devoted than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more hedonistically agnostic than ever before,

Neither did it become more optimistically enlightening than yesterday; Nor
did it transform into more deplorably discouraging than ever before,

Neither did it become more euphorically gallivanting than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more lugubriously morbid than ever before,

Neither did it become more beautifully evolving than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more grotesquely stagnant than ever before,

Neither did it become more resplendently radiating than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more blackened depravation than ever before,

Neither did it become more holistically learned than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more perniciously illiterate than ever before,

Neither did it become more incredulously tangy than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more lackadaisically staunch than ever before,

Neither did it become more spell bindingly passionate than yesterday; Nor
did it transform into more aimlessly amorphous than ever before,

Neither did it become more eternally fructifying than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more cynically rotten than ever before,

Neither did it become more extraordinarily priceless than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more egregiously penurious than ever before,

Neither did it become more Omnipotently Life-yielding than yesterday; Nor
did it transform into more gorily corpselike than ever before,

Neither did it become more jubilantly blossoming than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more pathetically disheveled than ever before,

Neither did it become more vivaciously sparkling than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more acerbically rustic than ever before,

Neither did it become more magnanimously benevolent than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more vindictively venomous than ever before,

Neither did it become more charismatically adorable than yesterday; Nor did
it transform into more dismally cancerous than ever before,

Neither did it become more jauntily versatile than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more indiscriminately jinxed than ever before,

Neither did it become more fantastically artistic than yesterday; Nor did it
transform into more vapidly monotonous than ever before,

There was no question of it altering itself to something “More” or something
“Less” with the fading of time or “Ever Before”; There was no question of it
being “More Blooming” or “More Decaying” as time sped through the chapters
of Omnipotent existence or “Ever Before”; because “Love” was; is and shall
perpetually remain pricelessly unconquerable; because “Love” was; is and
shall forever reign every sphere of earth and altruistically symbiotic existence as “Omnipresently Immortal”.

Love Only That Girl.

Eat whatever you ever wanted to; tantalizing even the most obfuscated of your taste buds with the food of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the incessantly nagging planet outside,

Wear whatever you ever wanted to; embellishing every nakedly impoverished cranny of your skin with the fabric of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the disdainfully castigating planet outside,

Dream whatever you ever wanted to; inundating every dormant arena of your brain with the fantasy of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf
ear to the tyrannically overruling planet outside,

Adventure to wherever you ever wanted to; choosing even the most ethereal of destination of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the
truculently slandering planet outside,

Help whosoever you ever wanted to; befriending even the most invisibly cloistered shadow of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the
hedonistically chauvinistic planet outside,

Sketch whatever you ever wanted to; perennially portraying ecstatic beauty of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the
mindlessly monotonous planet outside,

Swim wherever you ever wanted to; coalescing every fragment of your robotically asphyxiating skin into the liquid of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the miserably enslaved planet outside,

Wink at whatever you ever wanted to; flirtatiously signaling to the mischievous entity of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the tawdrily incarcerating planet outside,

Cry for whatever you ever wanted to; uninhibitedly letting golden globules of tear cascade down your cheeks for the organisms of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the indiscriminately insurgent planet outside,

Yearn for whatever you ever wanted to; inexhaustibly wanting to replenish even the most infinitesimal pore of your flesh with the fantasies of your very own and
sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the ominously conventional planet outside,

Fight for whatever you ever wanted to; entirely extinguishing even the last shadows of your life for the things of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the lackadaisically wailing planet outside,

Write whatever you ever wanted to; unceasingly embellishing even the most obliterated bits of virgin paper with the words of your very own and sole choice;
wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the vindictively victimizing planet outside,

Invite whatever you ever wanted to; tirelessly harboring even the most evanescent ounce of happiness of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the diabolically parasitic planet outside,

Defeat whatever you ever wanted to; undyingly trouncing over even the most parsimoniously fleeting devils of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely
paying a deaf ear to the satanically demented planet outside,

Evolve whatever you ever wanted to; spawning into the most astoundingly inimitable fecundity of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the viciously penalizing planet outside,

Sing whatever you ever wanted to; unabashedly perpetuating every bit of the atmosphere with the tunes of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the unsparingly slandering planet outside,

Silence whatever you ever wanted to; indefatigably numbing countless devilish mouths of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the
nonsensically wanton planet outside,

Breathe whatever you ever wanted to; relentlessly flooding the jacket of your quintessential lungs with the vibrations of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the loquaciously pugnacious planet outside,

Believe in whatever you ever wanted to; indelibly worshipping the Omnipotent powers of your very own and sole choice; wholesomely paying a deaf ear to the
fecklessly ostracizing planet outside,

But if you really wanted to feel the most unconquerably priceless entity on this boundless Universe; then love only that girl who loved you more than you could ever love your very own life; wholesomely surrendering even the most transient element of your heart; body and soul; for her to immortally bond with; whenever she wished; whenever she unflinchingly liked.

Love Me – Poetry 2

Talk to me; perpetrating handsomely through my spells of inexplicable gloom,

Look at me; admiring the gregarious contours of my face; making me feel that I was the Queen of the sparkling hills,

Dance with me; fomenting me to release tons of lazy energy; sweat passionately under the shimmering blanket of milky moonlight,

Sketch me; granting my impoverished identity the status of a princess; basking in the unprecedented delights of her grandiloquent palace,

Smile at me; engendering me to feel that I was indeed intriguing; had a right to rhapsodically exist on the trajectory of this planet,

Shout at me; abruptly breaking my string of invidious obsessions; maneuvering me towards the bright side of existence,

Wink at me; flirtatiously swirling in the atmosphere; as rain drops pelted thunderously from ominous cocoons of sky,

Embrace me; igniting the blistering inferno of love to the inner most recesses of my body; catapulting me into a land of sheer and tumultuous ecstasy,

Tickle me; evoking me to burst into pools of uninhibited laughter; enjoy the journey of existence to its fullest; with the Sun dazzling mystically through the whites of
my eye,

Pat me; impregnating spurts of rejuvenated confidence in my visage; to surge forward with flamboyant gusto and face life,

Pamper me; making me feel that I was an innocuous young child once again; the nostalgic days of mesmerizing childhood were still alive and perpetually afresh,

Sing for me; triggering me to escalate beyond the realms of the gigantic cosmos; feel pompously elevated when compared with the rest of the world,

Promise me; imparting my countenance an ocean of Herculean strength; giving it the astronomical reassurance of having your impregnable grace by its side,

Caress me; fondling the voluptuous strands of my hair with your heavenly fingers; making me feel that I was blissfully blessed and complete,

Pinch me; instilling that insurmountably naughty urge in my body; perpetuating me to gallop in boisterous fun behind the group of gallantly running kangaroos,

Scold me; making me realize that I wasn’t the only one who had a right to exist in this Universe; as I levered my head in due reverence in front of Almighty Lord,

Imitate me; embodying in me the feeling of unsurpassable youth; the overwhelming tenacity to leap forward in enigmatic jubilation,

Cry on me; sharing my loads of unfathomable sorrow; the grief that was uncouthly trapped in my heart since the time I was born,

Accept me; tolerating my vicious circle of whims and fallacies; as I can candidly tell you; that I was profoundly human at heart,

Most importantly love me; making me feel that I was the most special person breathing on this earth; the most special person fantastically fit and alive.

Love Me

Caress me; triggering every part of my diminutively impoverished countenance; to fulminate into a thunderstorm of sensuously exhilarating fantasy,

Kiss me; wildly igniting every dormant pore of my pathetically dwindling skin; to erupt into a paradise of everlastingly mesmerizing beauty,

Tickle me; making me mischievously reminisce all innocuously glorious moments of my philandering childhood; engulfing the mists of disparaging desperation enshrouding my forehead with the hills of rollicking playfulness,

Pat me; compassionately consoling even the most infinitesimal pore of traumatized agony in my trembling soul; profoundly reinvigorating every step that I transgressed with the light of Omnipotent togetherness,

Cuddle me; resplendently tracing the murderously exhausted outlines of my sagging ribs; with the insatiably enchanting magic in your divinely fingers,

Enlighten me; Omnisciently filtering a path of magically proliferating righteousness in the chapter of my disastrously disappearing and faltering life,

Refresh me; voluptuously painting the canvas of my baselessly treacherous existence; with the colors of your panoramically spell binding enchantment,

Bless me; inundating the insidiously shattering threads of my life; with the untamed fires of perpetual truth; majestically blazing in your unflinching eyes,

Titillate me; indefatigably melanging the tantalizing rivulets of golden sweat in your ravishing visage; with the unparalleled heat that diffused from my form; all the time,

Fascinate me; unfurling into an unsurpassable entrenchment of exotically harmonious newness; marvelously awakening me from my despairing coffin of brutally sullen remorsefulness,

Pinch me; flirtatiously carving an unfathomable tunnel of desire through my obsoletely drifting senses; metamorphosing every diffidently deteriorating pore of
my body into a fathomlessly regale valley of perennial poetry,

Inspire me; incessantly urging me to intrepidly keep marching ahead; evolve into the Sun of unconquerably humanitarian victory on every step that I nimbly tread,

Drown me; profusely encapsulating even the most inconspicuous element of my truculently extradited demeanor; with the mantra of ecstatically symbiotic sharing,
Tempt me; inevitably evoking even the most dolorously deadened arena of my lackluster body; to timelessly coalesce with the profoundly unsurpassable artistry
diffusing from your breath,

Unwind me; uninhibitedly freeing every ingredient of asphyxiating manipulation from my countenance for centuries unprecedented; endowing a wind of eternal bliss upon every droplet of my invidiously evaporating blood,

Tame me; holistically blending the merciless prejudice ruthlessly ingrained in my worthless persona; with the pricelessly aristocratic rudiments of mother nature,

Embrace me; wholesomely bonding even the most feeble part of your magnetic body forever with mine; letting your amiably Omnipresent warmth; be my most faithful
friend till the end of my time,

Tease me; being the ultimate angel of my indigently cursed life; fomenting me to ebulliently explode into an insurmountably endless gorge of endless cries,

And love me; immortally uniting the beats of your philanthropically palpitating heart forever with mine; irrefutably making sure that not even the most minuscule of ghost or spirit could ever invade; our tireless rhyme.

Love Is.

Love is that eternally compassionate fire which never subsides; unrelentingly triggering untamed fireballs of insatiable desire; in every caste; creed; and
religion; thunderously alike,

Love is that voluptuously silken sky which never ends; torrentially pelting its droplets of divine brotherhood; upon even the most infinitesimally remote cranny of beleaguered earth,

Love is that timelessly priceless flower which never withers; ubiquitously wafting its scent of perpetually invincible harmony; to the most fathomless parts of this gigantically mesmerizing planet,

Love is that marvelously melodious bird which never plummets; perennially soaring through the clouds of grandiloquently majestic empathy; blessing all those
tyrannically deprived; for centuries immemorial,

Love is that unassailably towering mountain which never crumbles; intrepidly annihilating even the most minuscule trace of sinister evil; entrenching all
those with an impeccable soul in the mists of enchanting symbiosis,

Love is that robustly enamoring fruit which never decays; magnificently placating the traumatized agony of the entire earth; with its seeds of celestially unending procreation,

Love is that tantalizingly heavenly shadow which never fades; astoundingly weaving a web of spell binding enigma; upon all those brutally asphyxiated with a
miserably monotonous and manipulative life,

Love is that royally aristocratic feather which never deteriorates; metamorphosing your dreary caricature into one besieged with rhapsodic delight; perennially
placing you in clouds above the island of titillating paradise,

Love is that impregnably philanthropic fortress which never falls; sequestering all those savagely lambasted in its Omnipotent belly; irrefutably waving the flag
of mesmerizing mankind; for infinite more births to unveil,

Love is that wonderfully seductive whisper which never vanishes; fabulously instilling in you the beautifully eclectic art of sharing; intransigently teaching you
to respect and adore; all impeccably existing living kind,

Love is that Omnisciently royal angel which never wrongs; blissfully bequeathing the carpet of benign goodness; upon all those with a will to tranquilly and
synergistically survive,

Love is that amicably blossoming light which never extinguishes; perpetuating every dwelling stagnating in horrifically ghastly doom and misery; with the rays of optimistically Omnipotent hope,

Love is that resplendently fascinating sparkle which never dulls; candidly portraying to you your innermost self; bestowing the ominously prejudiced parts of your
conscience; with the magical rainbow of divine righteousness,

Love is that flamboyantly brilliant Sun which never sets; unfathomably blazing a path of radiant courage and everlasting bloom; upon all those disastrously dwindling towards lackadaisical despair,

Love is that enchantingly vibrant fantasy which never finishes; abundantly granting all those despicably orphaned an egalitarian right to holistically survive; incinerating a blaze of ardent innovation; even in the heart of the sordidly deadened night,

Love is that unshakably patriotic soldier which never staggers; forever glittering like the God’s in the sky in the spirit of proliferating newness; veritably ensuring that life spawned gorgeously; on every advancing footstep,

Love is that poignantly crimson blood which never discriminates; blending every single organism across this boundlessly gregarious planet; in the threads of ever pervading humanity,

Love is that sensuously passionate breath which never dies; brilliantly evolving the most benevolently formidable of lives; unconquerably ensuring that every
immaculate organism bonded with the; Omnipresently divine,

And love is that ardently throbbing heart which never stops; immortally uniting all those with a fervent will to live and let live; in an ocean of gratifying
togetherness; in a garland of the fragrant divine.

Love Is The Most Sacred Form Of God

Love is a cloudburst of emotions; a torrential downpour of feelings from the inner most core of the heart,

Love is a rainbow of mesmerizing colors; effusively portraying the insatiably volatile urges of existence,

Love is a fathomless art; encompassing the most exotic elements of bountiful creation,

Love is an immortal seed; which blossoms into a festoon of blissfully invincible relationships,

Love is an ocean of benevolence; which propagates its ubiquitous essence all across the territories of this colossal Universe,

Love is a tantalizing fountain; which showers its droplets of philanthropic gratitude; uninhibitedly on all who happen to trespass its sacred grace,

Love is infinite beams of the profusely ecstatic Sun; shimmering a path of optimistic hope in the lives of those deluged with inexplicable despair,

Love is a melodious song; which enthralls and profoundly captivates even the most remotely alien; in the swirl of its enchanting cadence,

Love is an overwhelmingly turbulent storm; which thoroughly incarcerates even the most prejudiced of individuals in the aura of its poignant form,

Love is an impregnable bridge; getting more and more fortified; with the thunderously throbbing intensity of fervent breath,

Love is a stupendously fragrant flower; dissipating its unbiased scent in every disastrously impoverished soul,

Love is a harbinger of peace; a bird which unrelentingly soars high in the clouds of supremely incredulous freedom,

Love is an ingratiating fantasy; which never ends; culminating into a celestial paradise of insurmountable harmony,

Love is a magical wand; which heals the most ghastliest of wounds; with the divinely ointment of its Omniscient caress,

Love is a perennially sparkling waterfall; which cascades down into a pool of blissfully everlasting contentment,

Love is an overwhelmingly precious jewel; which keeps on indefatigably scintillating; even after the most inconspicuous trace of light; fades gruesomely forever,

Love is an arrow of unsurpassable victory; possessing the tenacity to permeate through the hearts of even the most diabolical of monsters,

Love is a candle; which inexorably burns; illuminating the most morbidly gloomy ambience; with the formidable glow of compassionate mankind,

Love is a Mother; who induces her intimately caring virtue in each child of the Almighty Creator,

Love is an idol of heavenly prosperity; proliferating at astounding speeds; once introduced in the most rawest of its forms,

Love is an irrefutably sacred phrase; worshipped by people from all fraternities; since centuries immemorial,

Love is a resplendently alluring star; which radiates marvelous glory of truly benign existence,

Love is an island of pure honey; wholeheartedly embracing those shivering in tyrannical agony; within the corridors of its rejuvenating warmth,

Love is a priceless gift; which even all the assimilated power and wealth on this planet; miserably failed to purchase,

Love is an relentless epic; encapsulating the most fabulously exotic rhyme on the trajectory of this earth,

Love is the most sacred form of God; instilling Omnipotent beams of unshakable unity in every organism; inhaling air under blue sky,

Over and above all; Love is the sole reason why every single entity on this earth exists; infact the very beginning of passionately palpitating signs of vital life.

Love Is The Most Immortal.

Justice is the most stupendously grandiloquent; when sagaciously dispensed from the palms of irrefutably sparkling and unconquerable righteousness,

Scent is the most rhapsodically charismatic; when it ardently wafts from the marvelously poignant belly; of handsomely scarlet rose,

Rain is the most gloriously enthralling; when it cascades in tumultuously frenzy from the fathomlessly majestic blanket; of scintillatingly silver clouds,

Milk is the most impeccably sacrosanct; when it delectably oozes from divinely Mother cow’s; blissfully untainted countenance,

Salt is the most ebulliently vivacious; when it uninhibitedly diffuses in torrentially euphoric spurts; from the gorgeously undulating waves of the; mystically
resplendent ocean,

Pearls are the most incredulously enamoring; when they celestially pop out in bountifully perennial abundance; from the soul of the royally immaculate oyster,

Melody is the most wonderfully epitomized; when it eternally gyrates from the astoundingly spell binding and magnificent beak; of the sapphire crested nightingale,

Beauty is the most Omnipotently well defined; when it unequivocally radiates from the eyes of all those harmoniously innocent; synergistically surviving in the true
spirit of Godly life,

Dew drops are the most voluptuously seductive; when they profusely titillate the magically tranquillandscape; of panoramically inscrutable grass,

Hope is the most unassailably priceless; when it intransigently sparks from the profoundly innocuous whites; of unflinchingly optimistic eyes,

Artistry is the most ingeniously innovative; when it intrinsically fulminates from the heavenly entrenchments of mystically boundless; Mother Nature,

Light is the most impregnably Omnipotent; when it spawns from the lap of the flamboyantly flaming; and profusely poignant island of fiery Sun,

Wind is the most exotically ravishing; when it celestially originates; from the magnanimously sensuous cocoon of; compassionately foliated and pristine
tree leaves,

Honesty is the most unchallengeably candid; when it sparklingly evolves from the inner most realms of; the unsurpassably truthful conscience,

Dexterity is the most magnanimously brilliant; when it emanates from the Omnisciently impeccable breath; of the miraculously mischievous and freshly
born infant,

Graciousness is the most splendidly humanitarian; when it sprouts from the perpetually redolent flower; of timelessly amiable benevolence,

Philanthropism is the most perennially rejuvenating; when it selflessly stems from the roots of everlastingly enchanting; tree of undefeatable humanity,

Breath is the most veritably vital and overwhelmingly enthralling; when it ubiquitously disseminates from the gregarious nostrils; of unequivocally compassionate sharing,

Life is the most vividly versatile and marvelously rhetoric; when it springs from all those stalwarts patriotically existing; and instilling the elements of bountiful creation; in one and all of divinely mankind; alike,

And love is the most immortally mesmerizing; when it glitters in holistically harmonious symbiosis from the inner most core; of the humanitarianly humble heart.

Love Is Priceless

Stones are lackadaisically worthless,
Gutters are preposterously baseless,
Greed is invidiously senseless,
Depression is devastatingly meaningless,
Mania’s are obsessively weightless,
Enmity is salaciously bottomless,
Traitors are treacherously groundless,
Stagnation is venomously valueless,
Diabolism is vindictively useless,
Manipulation is hideously profitless,
Emptiness is ominously fruitless,
Ghosts are disconcertingly hopeless,
Frigidity is inevitably hapless,
Boredom is lethally purposeless,
Death is despairingly motionless,
Cowardice is ludicrously skulless,
Infidelity is pathetically pointless,
Oceans are bountifully fathomless,
Lies are maliciously soundless,
Fantasies are unrelentingly boundless,
Tangible are rhapsodically countless,
Expressions are poignantly dateless,
Lechery is disastrously voiceless,
Beggars are ridiculously gutless,
Sleazy are bombastically strapless,
Adventurous are exhilaratingly shoeless,
Orphaned are deplorably houseless,
Benevolence is perennially timeless,
Murderers are laughably spineless,
Excitement is incomprehensibly numberless,
Awestruck are unbelievingly speechless,
Imprisoned are brutally expressionless,
Compassion is irrefutably wordless,
Butchers are satanically soulless,
Deserts are ditheringly treeless,
Corpses are insidiously passionless,
Indigenous are rustically mannerless,
Dungeons are insanely windless,
Feathers are fantastically noiseless,
Nonchalant are parsimoniously listless,
Innocent are harmoniously creaseless,
Clouds are inscrutably ceaseless,
Vegetables are celestially boneless,
Terrorists are bizarrely bloodless,
Parasites are staggeringly breathless,
Corruptive are mockingly spiritless,
Dissatisfied are overwhelming restless,
Insipid are invasively rimless,
Doleful are drearily cordless,
Maniacal are profusely airless,
Waterfalls are blissfully hairless,
Silken are immaculately seamless,
Monotonous are turgidly dreamless,
Graveyards are stinkingly toothless,
Blood-sucking are incorrigibly motherless,
Absolution is divinely painless,
Nothingness is indolently aimless,
Pompous are indigently shameless,
Sewers are immutably nameless,
Pigs are greedily brainless,
Assassins are indispensably fatherless,
Vandals are horrifically flowerless,
Cockroaches are disgustingly tuneless,
Philanthropists are unequivocally taintless,
Pretentious are horrendously cultureless,
Gloom is inexplicably colorless,
Skies are unfathomably limitless,
Demons are insidiously starless,
Barbaric are despondently seedless,
Prejudiced are ignominiously friendless,
Relationships are impregnably measureless,
Depression is tyrannically lusterless,
Capricious are staggeringly careless,
Tornado’s are tumultuously gearless,
Afternoons are swelteringly moonless,
Honesty is irrefutably stainless,
Malicious are impoverishedly armless,
Birds are ecstatically footless,
Fairies are ravishingly beardless,
Impeachment is grotesquely faceless,
Entrepreneurs are intrepidly fearless,
Logs are obdurately foamless,
Enigmas are tantalizingly keyless,
Horizons are obliviously clueless,
Hollowness is penalizingly handless,
Dishonest are insatiably penniless,
Lazy are waveringly jobless,
Hell is torturously heartless,
Nature is flirtatiously wireless,
Shadows are diminutively powerless,
Blood-thirsty are wholesomely artless,
Destinies are waveringly mapless,
Dare-devils are snobbishly wreckless,
Pragmatic are prudently cloudless,
Cursed are lamely childless,
Infants are perpetually faultless,
And love is immortally priceless.