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Marriages. Mostly lead to a battalion of unceremoniously shameful expletives; hurled at each other in the very broadest of daylight; and with the sane world outside laughably watching,

Marriages. Mostly lead to severe difference of opinions; which many a times perpetuates the most sadistically gory bloodbath; profusely soaked in the savage devil’s voice,

Marriages. Mostly lead to an infinite reproachful frustrations; with either partner unrelentingly tossing and turning in insatiably blood-curling malice; whilst the other slept celestially all throughout the royal night,

Marriages. Mostly lead to unsurpassably unbearable exhaustion; with either partner working unrelentingly and round the clock; to prove it to each other; as to how earnest they were in the process of sustaining indispensable life,

Marriages. Mostly lead to unfoundedly abashing fear; with either partner deplorably crouching down in deteriorating submission; to the other’s chauvinistically venomous ways and commands,

Marriages. Mostly lead to unwontedly suicidal situations; with either partner many a times; found at the ultimate crumbling tip of the gigantically steep mountain; or with an inexhaustible barrel of poison in his hands,

Marriages. Mostly lead to wretchedly lambasting mental trauma; as both partners incessantly kept on pinpointing at the congenital weaknesses of the other; without the tiniest of ostensible reason or rhyme,

Marriages. Mostly lead to uncouthly tormenting blackness; as each beam of blazing optimism was brutally and iteratively crucified; as each partner irascibly dug up the obliviously sinful past; as the ultimate panacea to mollify the soul,

Marriages. Mostly lead to the diabolically vindictive coffins of squelching hell; as either partner so maliciously inflicted the same upon their destinies; executing infinite devilishly cursed acts in the tenure of their destined lifetime,

Marriages. Mostly lead to cannibalistically demented war; with each partner surreptitiously harboring the deadliest lethal contraptions of battle; to proclaim the commencement of disastrously consequential fierceness,

Marriages. Mostly lead to that preposterously meaningless court of justice; where the deliverance of an impartial verdict is impossible; as each partner equally shouted till eternity of the torture meted out to him; by the other,

Marriages. Mostly lead to the graveyards of satanically whipping emptiness; as each partner unstoppably surged forward to pursue his/her own goals; whilst miserably floundering to culminate into a heaven of compassionately united love,

Marriages. Mostly lead to perennially sacrilegious hatred; as either partner was pathetically unable to meet upto the expectations of the other; puking abhorrence as the sole vent to express unfinished desire,

Marriages. Mostly lead to flagrantly biased accusations; as either partner pugnaciously blamed the other; for not being able to parent a child; or a boundless other trivially inexplicable issues; of the kind,

Marriages. Mostly lead to hideously cadaverous prison; as either partner inevitably truculently faces the cold-blooded gallows of condemnation; for ruthlessly asphyxiating the other from his/her life,

Marriages. Mostly lead to intolerably criminal isolation; with either partner hail and heartily present at centimeters from each other; but yet preferring to wantonly stare into open space for hours immemorial; rather than amiably talk,

Marriages. Mostly lead to ignominiously incarcerating slavery; with either partner having to stoop down to the most inhumanitarian limits; and dementedly lick each ounce of grime on cold ground; to bring a smile of utter dictatorship to the other,

Marriages. Mostly lead to salaciously malevolent betrayal; as either partner at some or other stage in his/her life; gleefully absconded with the partner of his/her choice; overwhelmingly fed-up with the robotically dictatorial relationship,

So sweetheart! . Lets forever discover even the most inconspicuous aspects of our personalities with unabashedly endless fervor. Lets forever unite our priceless souls in the bonds of compassionate love; liberating it for all responsibilities. Lets forever stay; solely and only as the most Immortally embracing of lovers.

Let your eyelids flutter viciously; flirting with all the mesmerizing beauty encapsulated in this Universe to the most unprecedented limits,

Let your sweat dribble profusely down your nape; basking the true glory of assiduous perseverance and the true spirit of life,

Let your throat sing till fathomless infinity; inundating the morbidly gloomy atmosphere with exuberant beats of pulsating music,

Let your nose smell till the most remotest corners of this planet; inhaling the most ravishing scent harbored by mother nature,

Let your feet gallop in untamed exhilaration; embossing a path of irrefutable triumph on every soil they tread,

Let your fingers write to most unsurpassable boundaries of creation; penning down the myriad of enchanting shades in cosmotic space,

Let your lips uninhibitedly smile; profoundly relish the glorious sights; which the Omniscient Lord had bestowed upon this earth with,

Let your teeth inexorably chew; savor the most tantalizingly succulent fruits of nature in their impregnable grip,

Let your cheeks overwhelmingly blush to a poignant crimson; compassionately rekindle the diminishing urges of your dying skin,

Let your tongue speak to its ultimate hearts content; effusively portraying its most candid emotions; as white thunder pelted down ferociously from the skies,

Let your hands wander indefatigably through the silver sands; groping for that stupendously reinvigorating cool that voluptuously incarcerated within,

Let your mind fantasize incessantly beyond the skies; unrelentingly exploring all the divinely goodness that could ever have been conjured on earth,

Let your hair ecstatically embrace the ravishing breeze; dance in rhapsodic fervor as each instant of time unveiled,

Let your blood flow faster than the speed of light in your veins; making you feel boisterously alive; even countless centuries after death,

Let your eyebrows bounce and fall ardently on your forehead; insurmountably relish the tunnels of inexplicable intrigue generated,

Let your shadow swirl as turbulently as the majestically undulating sea; entrench the boundless trajectory of the glistening desert; with mystically seductive darkness,

Let your conscience fulminate its inner most feelings; maneuver your countenance through the realms of wrong and right,

Let your soul wander ubiquitously through every cranny of this astronomically colossal Universe; propagate its benign happiness in every entity it encountered,

And let your heart palpitate more thunderously than anything else in this world; besiege even the most uncouth organism in the wave of its immortal passion;
love; love and simply continue to love.

Change irascible hatred; into bountiful winds of benevolence,

Change hideously horrendous entities; into marvelous rainbows inhabiting the animated skies,

Change disgustingly abominable decay; into an overwhelmingly fragrant festoon of pearls; cascading from the cosmos,

Change morbidly debilitating blindness; into stupendously optimistic beams of fresh light,

Change baseless chapters of mocking incoherence; into exquisitely grandiloquent mirrors; as articulate as framework of God’s language,

Change perilously obese; into a robust complexioned fountain of blissful health and celestial happiness,

Change the precariously menacing edge of knife; into a golden carpet of profusely glistening silk,

Change the frigidly soggy matchstick melting like a pack of cards; into an audaciously valiant warrior; sacrificing his every belonging for his divinely motherland,

Change the solitarily dilapidated pool of fetid water; into a garden of incredulously rejuvenating and poignant tea leaves,

Change the pertinently buzzing parasitic mosquito; into a charismatically dainty fairy; leaping with exultation on the satiny cushion of paradise,

Change the agonizingly traumatized volcano’s; into placid fountains of impeccable peace,

Change the garbage deluged gutter; into a fabulously redolent rose; blossoming into untamed exuberance every unfurling second,

Change the miserably dwindling and hopeless leper; into a royal eagle soaring majestically through crimson clouds,

Change the utterly dilapidated speck of battered stone; into the unfathomably luxurious castle; glistening splendidly under fiery rays of Omnipotent Sun,

Change the cowards who were ungainly dumb; into boisterously delectable and
lion hearted humming bees,

Change the viciously twisted pathways; into enchanting tunnels leading to the absolute summit of paradise,

Change the diabolically blood sucking devils; into philanthropically benign beings; disseminating the true splendor of mankind,

Change the perfidiously plotting heart; into a perpetual epitome of ultimate belonging,

Change the manipulatively corrupt and dead soul; into the most wonderful gift called; priceless humanity,

But O! Almighty Lord; let true love; remain immortal forever and ever and ever and ever.

A poem to sensitize those people who enter marriage ceremonies with the sarcastic intention of castigating the couple about to be blissfully wedded.

Shouldn’t he have put a trifle more of powder on his cheeks – as they appeared an edge too shoddy for spinning intrigue?
Shouldn’t she have dipped her face in pure lemon extract; in order to render that irresistibly profound glow over her otherwise bedraggled contours.

Shouldn’t he have opted for that clandestinely charming hair dye – transforming his unruly strands from a nondescript black to a majestic red?
Shouldn’t she have left her hair uninhibited and ravishingly waving in exuberant wisps of breeze – rather than stingily tying them up into an impoverished
looking bun.

Shouldn’t he have worn those royally swashbuckling sunglasses – that would’ve blown away the daylights of every nimble damsel in poignant vicinity?
Shouldn’t she have left her eyes beautifully bare and in their rustic glory – rather than unnecessarily smudging them with abominable mascara.

Shouldn’t he have stringently clipped the unruly strands of hair protruding from his ear – employing the services of the most contemporary of saloons?
Shouldn’t she have worn earrings of aristocratically pure gold – rather than letting traditional threads of simpleton black dangle languidly and dulling the ambience which seemed already dead.

Shouldn’t he have worn that pompously purple scarf round his neck – that’d have displayed his gentlemanly streak; lost as of now in the horrendously hardcore business suit?
Shouldn’t she have chosen a dress which was more in snobbish satisfaction rather than the gaudy color that she now wore – unleashing her unceremoniously slapstick
choice.

Shouldn’t he have worn feather shaped boots perpetuating that true tryst with royalty which he richly deserved – rather than transgressing on the reception stage barefoot to create a mockery of a hype?
Shouldn’t she have worn queenly slippers that vividly demonstrated her fantastically proportioned height – rather than create a pandemonium with her noisy high-heeled sandals – that made her shoot ridiculously through the roof.

Shouldn’t he have worn plain rings of eclectic sizes that set the night ablaze with gaiety and style – rather than deliberately demonstrating the masculinity of his bohemian hand?
Shouldn’t she have left her palms pristinely barren as she’d come into this planet – rather than embedding them with a motley of every conceivable tattoo available over the shelf – to stand out amidst the celebrities of the town.

Shouldn’t he have shaved the parsimoniously extruding stubs of his beard and moustache – rather than appearing like a clown who genuinely wanted to entertain people flocked around?
Shouldn’t she have puffed fragrant powder on her face atleast – rather than deserting it with nonchalant soap – and then let mosquitoes find a feasible space to feast on her demure silhouette.

Shouldn’t he have carried a princely pen in his waist pocket – rather than deplorably borrowing the same and then squandering in shame – to sign all associated legalities?
Shouldn’t she have meticulously fitted a purse to make her attire look enthralling- and at the same time appear a perfect symbol of societal sophistication – complete.

Shouldn’t he have brandished a traditional sword to blend in magnificently with his jubilant persona – rather than walk the red carpet with shoulders hunched in the unpredictability of tomorrow?
Shouldn’t she have built her stage as an invincibly alluring helipad – ushering in a high powered aircraft straight into the avenue – and leaving photographers / relatives in stunned delight.

Shouldn’t he have played the perfect host of melanging with the crowd which had come so optimistically from remote corners of the town – displaying some hospitability – rather than sonorously contemplating as to when these spurious formalities would come to an abrupt end?
Shouldn’t she have stayed as silent as white ice that personified high class dignity at its best – rather than giving her piece of cynical advise interspersed with abuse towards those who’d come uninvited.

Shouldn’t he have hugged her first – rather than fiercely tugging at his rather atrociously oversized suit – in mere apprehension of it leaving his frail silhouette anytime?
Shouldn’t she also have hugged him first – rather than adjusting her morosely flattened make-up – which in the process became more pathetically beleaguered than ever before.

Hey Folks. Its time for you to involve yourself into other and better pastimes.

There they were – both of them innocently about to enter into threads of holy matrimony – least bothered about their appearances today, when the most important thing in the world to them was to marry by God’s grace,

Therefore give them a break. Let them get married.

Let majestically glistening sands forever stay; only in the regally colossal and timelessly sweltering deserts,

Let enigmatic whispers forever stay; only in the mystically reverberating and sensuously enchanting forests,

Let vivacious rainbows forever stay; only in the center of the fathomlessly resplendent and tantalizingly dazzling sky,

Let unblemished innocence forever stay; only in the impeccably divine and exuberant eyes of the righteous child,

Let voluptuous seduction forever stay; only in the lap of the marvelously titillating and ravishingly enchanting night,

Let embarrassing embellishment forever stay; only in the stupendously enthralling eyelashes of the freshly adorned and nervously nimble bride,

Let vibrant boisterousness forever stay; only in the fleet footed visage of the wonderfully frolicking and poignantly delectable squirrel,

Let streaks of thunderous lightening forever stay; only in the unfathomably crimson conglomerate of ferociously clashing and rhapsodic clouds,

Let whirlpools of fascinating seduction forever stay; only in the charismatically blooming bosom of a gloriously nubile and alluring maiden,

Let ingratiating melody forever stay; only in the scarlet crested throat of the magnificently bountiful and everlastingly resplendent nightingale,

Let iridescently twinkling stars forever stay; only in the boundlessly silken and astoundingly placating cosmos,

Let stupendously enthralling fragrance forever stay; only in the gorgeously blossoming petals; of the harmoniously sprouting and ebullient rose,

Let unprecedented euphoria forever stay; only in the beautifully spawning and Omnisciently blessing body of the piquantly salubrious seed,

Let blazing immortality forever stay; only in the unflinchingly intrepid chest of the patriotically heroic and selflessly benign soldier,

Let philanthropic humanity forever stay; only in the fabric of eternally replenishing and perpetually melanging mankind,

Let celestial equanimity forever stay; only in the winds of serenely endowing and incredulously placating evening,

Let innocuous mischief forever stay; only on the inimitable face of the fabulously frolicking and astonishingly dexterous monkey,

Let unparalleled Omnipotence forever stay; only in the holistically sacrosanct and impregnable womb of the Godly mother,

Let spell binding sensuousness forever stay; only in the magnetic fireballs of uninhibitedly royal and unending passionate breath,

And let immortal love forever stay O! Almighty Lord; only in the unassailable beats of the invincibly palpitating and unconquerably ecstatic heart.

Let a child blissfully grow,
Don’t try and obstruct his natural flow.
Let a child sleep,
Don’t try and break his dreams.
Let a child run,
Don’t try and smack his ear-drum.
Let a child confidently walk,
Don’t try and lure him with your talk.
Let a child create,
Don’t try and teach him to hate.
Let a child be innocent,
Don’t try and show him the art of disguise.
Let a child be naughty,
Don’t try and instruct him to be haughty.
Let a child play,
Don’t try and intentionally spoil his day.
Let a child make mistakes,
Don’t try and show him the stick.
Let a child roam in Sunlight,
Don’t try and hide him from the bright.
Let a child express his thoughts,
Don’t try and be a mental block.
And let a child prosper and SMILE,
Don’t try and expose him to worldly guiles.

Just give me your hand; and I’ll get ready to face the mightiest of challenge; with an irrefutable scent of victory lingering profusely in my every stride,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll escalate higher than the azure skies; to snatch the festoon of overwhelmingly glittering stars for the delights of your impeccable lap,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll become an inferno blazing with the most omnipotent of light; refraining to dwindle a trifle even in thunderous rain and bizarre storm,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll stay awake to euphorically dance all day and night; relinquish the last iota of gloomy dreariness from my bleary pair of eyes,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll spawn a mesmerizing fountain in the heart of the sweltering desert; pacify infinite granules of gruesomely parched sand with
supremely rejuvenating water,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll illuminate even the most horrendous patch of morbidly despairing space; with profound beams of stringent light,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll stand taller than the clouds even as the earth reverberated; staring intransigently into your countenance as you danced in
my palms,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll transit back into exuberantly nostalgic childhood; intrepidly ride on the striped panthers back; without a single strip of cloth on my barren chest,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll conjure stupendous magic on every path I transgressed; metamorphosing dead chunks of stinking wood into monumental pillars
of glistening gold,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll levitate to the summit of the mountain in one step; ebulliently breathe with insurmountable compassion; and dynamic light filtering through the frightened whites of my eye,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll float till eternity like a fragrant petal in the air; wafting my exotic redolence to whomsoever who needed it the most,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll trespass bare soled even on blistering red embers of flamboyant fire; swallow the most treacherous droplets of misery without the slightest gasp in my throat,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll ignite vivacious flames even in a lifeless pond of water; instill traces of immortal love in the ghastliest of entities entrenching me,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll ecstatically bounce as if the richest man in this Universe; doughtily wade past even an ocean of fulminating acid to achieve the
most unbelievable of my dreams,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll leap into the valley of death; rise inexorably high above the ashes with optimistic traces of breath invincibly incarcerated within the dormitories of my heart,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll make a grandiloquent castle out of obsoletely thin air; evolve a paradise for all humans to exist; in the midst of satanic barbarism that inundated each part of the atmosphere,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll sing till times immemorial; granting reprieve to countless entities from their unrelenting string of tyrannical woes,

Just give me your hand; and I’ll blend all fabulous beauty with mundane mud; transform this sacred land of Almighty God; into a veritable paradise,

And just give me your hand O! enchanting beloved; and I’ll rise as the most powerful human from infinite feet beneath the corpse; surge forward with an insatiable ardor in my bones; reinstating a smile back in whomsoever I encountered in my way; leaving my hopeless past well behind; to celestially lead boundless more sunlit days.

I saw her pristine lips only for just an infinitesimal instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of voluptuously untamed desire to cherish; for an infinite more of my bountiful lifetimes,

I saw her ravishing hair only for just an evanescent instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of gloriously unfettered uninhibitedness to cherish; for an infinite more of my enchanting lifetimes,

I saw her rubicund cheeks only for just a mercurial instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of royally untainted mischief to cherish; for an infinite more of my bedazzling lifetimes,

I saw her nubile fingers only for just an ethereal instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of spellbindingly infallible fantasy to cherish; for an infinite more of my enthusing lifetimes,

I saw her heavenly eyelashes only for just an impoverished instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of unconquerably poignant sensitivity to cherish; for an infinite more of my triumphant lifetimes,

I saw her titillating spine only for just a transient instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of unabashedly crimson passion to cherish; for an infinite more of my eclectic lifetimes,

I saw her ecstatic feet only for just an obfuscated instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of ebulliently unfettered adventure to cherish; for an infinite more of my blessed lifetimes,

I saw her enigmatic goose-bumps for just a feckless instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of inimitably priceless exultation to cherish; for an infinite more of my effulgent lifetimes,

I saw her golden sweat for just an oblivious instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of royally righteous perseverance to cherish; for an infinite more of my blissful lifetimes,

I saw her impeccable nose for just an evaporating instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of impregnably bounteous sensuality to cherish; for an infinite more of my benign lifetimes,

I saw her mesmerizing tongue for just a fleeting instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of mellifluously majestic desire to cherish; for an infinite more of my sparkling lifetimes,

I saw her rhapsodic shadow for just a fugitive instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of symbiotically silken charisma to cherish; for an infinite more of my ignited lifetimes,

I saw her venerated ears for just a non-existent instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of unbelievably eternal freedom to cherish; for an infinite more of my vivacious lifetimes,

I saw her euphoric neck for just an inane instant; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of wonderfully enthralling compassion to cherish; for an infinite more of my victorious lifetimes,

I saw her seductive hips for just a frigid instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of astoundingly fructifying virility to cherish; for an infinite more of my intriguing lifetimes,

I saw her queenly palms for just a disappearing instant; but they left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of inscrutably unveiling destiny to cherish; for an infinite more of my tranquil lifetimes,

I saw her amiable bosom for just a worthless moment; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of invincibly divine creation; for an infinite more of my effervescent lifetimes,

I saw her fiery breath for just an infertile moment; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of tirelessly amazing proliferation; for an infinite more of my undying lifetimes,

And I saw her fervent heart for just a castrated moment; but it left me open-mouthed with boundless fantasies of immortally replenishing love; for an infinite more of my piquant lifetimes

When i burnt medicinal leaves of wild grass in a cauldron,
blending them with sizeable amounts of rusty brown tea powder,
adding paltry pinches of saccharine to the syrup,
stirred vigorously the concoction with an inflated wooden batten,
the outcome was scintillatingly delicious tea; which i sipped with profound contentment.

when i torched a conglomerate of dead tree leaves,
scorching them with somber sticks of lead match and paraffin wax,
there was a crackling fire that swayed with the breeze,
with menacing flames; making futile attempts to lick the sky,
offering me fountains of compassionate warmth;
sublimating my energy from shivers to blissful sleep.

when i ignited a cluster of rustic cowdung cakes,
occasionally probing the fetid slurry with my big toe,
there were delectable puffs of smoke that originated,
i then aligned a frying pan at right angles to the conflagration,
and roasted for myself a sumptuous meal of baked corn coated with salted herring.

when i set ablaze acres of farmland sprawled with ripened nose buds of tobacco,
submerging the entire region with an ocean of stringent kerosene,
the atmosphere was engulfed with a noxious odour of charred cigarette,
hurricanes of venomous wind annihilated palpable organisms in the vicinity.

and when i burnt infinite leaves of my immaculate heart,
there was a mystical aroma that imprisoned the ambience,
it was a smell that portrayed sacrosanct love,
it was an insatiable odour of her mesmerizing soul thoroughly entwined in mine.

Leave me alone; to battle my loneliness till the time I emerged irrevocably triumphant; sprinted forward in untamed exhilaration to bask in the full fervor of
life,

Leave me alone; to experience each unfurling moment as it painstakingly unveiled; retrospect my cherished moments of the past; when I innocuously bounced on the
sacrosanct lap of my mother,

Leave me alone; to uninhibitedly free each of my despairingly frazzled senses; incessantly fantasize in the aisles of augmenting desire; yearning for all the
bountifully ravishing beauty on this planet,

Leave me alone; to do what I was stupendously best in; pave a blazing path of my own; far away from the interruptions of the monotonously lackadaisical society,

Leave me alone; to explore the more intricate nuances of life; frolick with orphaned children through the mushy meadows; bringing back a smile to their impoverished lives,

Leave me alone; to express the most inner most voices of my conscience; indefatigably meditate to search for that righteousness that had so miserably eluded me all my life,

Leave me alone; to wholeheartedly embrace my fellow comrades in inexplicable agony; philander with whomsoever I desired; irrespective of caste; creed and
indiscriminate racial malice,

Leave me alone; to fanatically pursue the art profusely embodied in my blood; intransigently drowning myself into an ocean of unfathomable enthrallment,

Leave me alone; to wander like a prince under the milky beams of moonlight; languidly doze dreaming about paradise in profoundly sweltering sunshine that
illuminated the day,

Leave me alone; to passionately follow the holistic ideals of humanity; wholesomely freeing myself from the tyrannically dictatorial norms of the spurious world outside,

Leave me alone; to elope to the astronomical summits of longing whenever I liked; then crawl back lamely on mundane soil for hours immemorial,

Leave me alone; to construct my dwelling in the most exact way I liked; stuffing each of its walls with the spirit of unprecedented brotherhood and harmony; alike,

Leave me alone; to vivaciously evolve every unearthing second; create incredulously magnificent wonders; from the esoterically enigmatic imagery that turbulently revolved in my mind,

Leave me alone; to dance with the voluptuously divine angel of my dreams; eternalize my every blossoming tomorrow with the poignantly charismatic empathy; in my mates eyes,

Leave me alone; to melodiously sing the rhymes of vibrantly flowering nature; be profoundly mesmerized by the chirping of the nightingale; the roaring of the royal lion; alike,

Leave me alone; to perpetually inscribe in my soul the names that I profusely cherished; ubiquitously disseminate the message of immortal peace and solidarity; to every parasite sucking innocent blood outside,

Leave me alone; to pen down countless lines of philanthropic literature in a single day; incorrigibly blend with the tunes that flowed from each of my senses; for infinite more births yet to come,

Leave me alone; to forever bond with the love of my life; breaking free from the satanically hostile chains of contemporary tradition and bombastic imprisonment,

Leave me alone; to romance; to dream; to share; to imbibe; more importantly to live life the way I wanted it to unfold; the way God had made me and beautifully endowed me to be.