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Its not about the mortuaries of vapidly deteriorating blackness; but life’s all about how invincibly do you light up the same; with the untamed fire of optimism in your fervently righteous eyes,

Its not about those countless anecdotes of murderously betrayal; but life’s all about how you metamorphose each one of them into an everlasting lantern of friendship; with each beat of immortal love in your heart,

Its not about the inevitably lecherous bouts of stony solitariness; but life’s all about how you jauntily illuminate the same- with the bounteous ardor to survive in your enthralling voice,

Its not about every path which led to the corpses of monotonous hopelessness; but life’s all about how you spawn beams of newness in the same; with the unbridled creativity lingering in each of your stride,

Its not about those tears of indescribable anguish that dribble down the cheeks; but life’s all about how you evaporate the same into a cloud of fantasies; with each of your magically ameliorating smile,

Its not about those disastrously hackneyed destiny lines; but life’s all about how you write your own fortunes; with the perennially sparkling ink of your undefeated perseverance,

Its not about those eyeballs being dreadfully blinded by the swords of corruption; but life’s all about how you inspire them to shunt all evil; with the flame of perpetual truth triumphantly transcending every quarter of your soul,

Its not about the bitterness which had arisen out of ruthless discrimination and disparity; but life’s all about how you timelessly unite every conceivable living kind; in the religion of eternally unconquerable humanity,

Its not about the dungeons of ominous greed which pulverized one and all to feckless shit; but life’s all about how you ubiquitously sow the seeds of altruistic compassion-which were inherently ingrained in every droplet of your blood,

Its not about the inevitable spurts of devilish laziness that lay a jinx upon the earth; but life’s all about how you substituted the same with the untamed energy to survive; predominantly exhaling out of your nostrils,

Its not about the unsparing cry of terrorizing war that threatened to rip apart through the fabric of human kind; but life’s all about how you perennially quelled the same; with the message of peace and brotherhood—radiating from every cranny of your countenance,

Its not about sinfully lugubrious decay and the inescapable stench that arose; but life’s all about how you sparked the skies of freshness in each element of the atmosphere; with your unending zeal to adventure; discover and blissfully create,

Its not about those countless cries of hedonistic torture; but life’s all about how you took away even the tiniest ounce of hysterical pain; with the balm of unshakable friendship; that you had to offer to one and all,

Its not about the curse of curtailed time crucifying the chapter of existence; but life’s all about how you lived each instant to the fullest of its capacity; as if it were your very last instant to survive on planet divine,

Its not about the sadistic devil trouncing every trace of uninhibited happiness; but life’s all about how you hoist the flag of victory with every good deed that you executed-by the grace of the Omnipotent God,

Its not about a lost cause which cast its holocaustic shadow upon the entire Universe; but life’s all about how you let your own inimitable identity of truth forever prevail; and bless even the worst of your foes,

Its not about the closest to your heart deserting you in the midst of the apocalyptic storm; but life’s all about how you spread the oceans of love from your heart all over; and in the goriest face of betrayal,

Its not about the bane of childlessness thwarting the fabric of living kind; but life’s all about how you adopt every orphaned child in vicinity; with the unparalleled goodness in even the most obfuscated iota of your creation,

And its not about the fangs of satanic death forever silencing every cry of fresh birth; but life’s all about how you live an infinite lives just in a single lifetime of yours; by tirelessly loving each palpable creation of the Almighty Lord; irrespective of whether you could get the love of your girl or not

People might say that you have a nose; that most consummately befits; only the senselessly braying and meaninglessly inane; donkey,

People might say that you have eyes; that most consummately befit; only the grotesquely blinded and horrifically screeching; bat,

People might say that you have ears; that most consummately befit; only the
preposterously corpulent and flaccidly wastrel; elephant,

People might say that you have a tongue; that most consummately befits; only the vindictively licentious and tawdrily snaring; lizard,

People might say that you have eyelashes; that most consummately befit; only
the laggardly ambling and desolately delinquent; camel,

People might say that you have palms; that most consummately befit; only the
rustically untamed and bawdily mimicking; chimpanzee,

People might say that you have feet; that most consummately befit; only the
diabolically parading and deliriously pulverizing; dinosaur,

People might say that you have a belly; that most consummately befits; only
the obsoletely obese and sluggishly slandering; tortoise,

People might say that you have hair; that most consummately befit; only the
irascibly hairy and unsurpassably leech laden; gorilla,

People might say that you have lips; that most consummately befit; only the
ominously excoriating and boundlessly victimizing; shark,

People might say that you have fingers; that most consummately befit; only the hideously rotting and abhorrently fetid; skeleton,

People might say that you have a voice; that most consummately befits; only the ludicrously discordant and importunately sobbing; frog,

People might say that you have a hindside; that most consummately befits; only the lividly squandering and miserably derelict; snail,

People might say that you have a brain; that most consummately befits; only the ephemerally living and infinitesimally non-existent; ant,

People might say that you have a shadow; that most consummately befits; only the ethereally stagnating and invisibly ridiculous; thread,

People might say that you have bones; that most consummately befit; only the
reproachfully invidious and spinelessly hissing; snake,

People might say that you have a temper; that most consummately befits; only the terribly petrified and slyly sinking; crabs,

People might say that you have a scalp; that most consummately befits; only the abysmally bald and lecherously ribald; egg,

People might say that you have thighs; that most consummately befit; only the frigidly lackadaisical and penuriously impotent; sands,

People might say that you have a personality; that most consummately befits; only the morbidly sulking and indefatigably cursing; graveyard,

People might say that you have breasts; that most consummately befit; only the amorphously cadaverous and forlornly deteriorating; carcass,

People might say that you have shoulders; that most consummately befit; only the surreptitiously indolent and mercilessly traitor; fox,

People might say that you have blood; that most consummately befits; only the libidinously groaning and gratuitously cold-blooded; parasite,

People might say that you have a signature; that most consummately befits; only the timelessly sinking and horribly failure; ship,

People might say that you have breath; that most consummately befits; only the inexhaustibly lambasting and apocalyptically bellowing maelstroms of; hell,

But irrespective of whatever anyone said or perceived on fathomless earth; for me you were the most priceless organism of the Omnipotent Lord’s Creation; as every beat of your heart tirelessly coalesced with nothing else but eternally symbiotic creation; tirelessly prayed for nothing else but Omnipresent goodness; tirelessly throbbed for nothing else but Immortal Love.

The earrings which she adorned came at a price; but her voluptuously dangling earlobes; were irrefutably priceless,

The mascara which she had so scrupulously painted came at a price; but her enchantingly intriguing eyelids; were irrefutably priceless,

The anklets which she wore came at a price; but her courageously intricate feet; were irrefutably priceless,

The lipstick which she decorated her lips with came at a price; but her celestially exuberant smile; was irrefutably priceless,

The scent which she applied to her armpits came at a price; but her river of exotically golden perspiration; was irrefutably priceless,

The color which she meticulously embossed on her nails came at a price; but her daintily impeccable fingers; were irrefutably priceless,

The car in which she traversed came at a price; but her ingratiatingly magnanimous shadow; was irrefutably priceless,

The morsels of food which she consumed came at a price; but her tantalizingly swishing and flawless stomach; was irrefutably priceless,

The novels which she browsed through came at a price; but the melody in her stupendously incarcerating voice; was irrefutably priceless,

The mattress on which she slept came at a price; but her fabulously captivating repertoire of dreams; was irrefutably priceless,

The binoculars through which she sighted the fathomless beauty of this Universe came at a price; but her poignantly divine stare; was irrefutably priceless,

The pen with which she wrote came at a price; but the conglomerate of profusely handsome lines on the back of her palms; were irrefutably priceless,

The gallons of contemporary shampoo she used came at a price; but the seductive ensemble of her whispering hair; was irrefutably priceless,

The watch she wound on her wrists came at a price; but the cherished moments which she spent with her passionate breath tingling down beside me; were
irrefutably priceless,
The computer in which she recorded her data came at a price; but the incredulous mountain of conviction in her mind; was irrefutably priceless,

The shoes she camouflaged her feet with came at a price; but the innocuously immortal trail which she left on the paths she transgressed; were irrefutably
priceless,
The sunglasses she encapsulated her eyes with came at a price; but her tears of incomprehensible ecstasy; were irrefutably priceless,

The shimmering chain with which she entrenched her neck came at a price; but the philanthropically impeccable boundaries of her soul; were irrefutably priceless,

And the clothes she wore to incarcerate her flesh came at a price; but her passionately throbbing heart which harbored nothing else but the spirit of perpetual love; was irrefutably priceless.

I wholeheartedly agree that barbarously sinful might be all those; who ruthlessly snatch innocuous children from the sacrosanct lap of their mothers,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire show wholesomely unperturbed; and still had the guts to say that they were blissfully non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that treacherously indiscriminate might be all those; who brutally lambast the witheringly decrepit; for ostensibly not the slightest fault of theirs,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire savagery with unprecedented amusement; and still had the guts to say that they were celestially non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that satanically ribald might be all those; who tawdrily diffuse the daggerheads of drugs and pernicious illiteracy; amongst innocently wandering youth,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire chapter unfurl with astounding concentration; and still had the guts to say that they
were timelessly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that truculently insane might be all those; who bawdily sell their very own wife’s; for a few extra sips of raunchily capricious wines; to sanctimoniously rev up their worthless night,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire holocaust with uninhibited laughter; and still had the guts to say that they were non-invasively non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that devilishly ominous might be all those; who acrimoniously abandon their comrades in agonizingly traumatic pain; to hideously gallivant towards the clouds of ethereal prosperity themselves,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire misery without a freckle of empathy on their emotionless faces; and still had the guts to say that they were heavenly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that licentiously coldhearted might be all those; who perpetuate gorily bloody war in the name of religion; color; caste; creed and tribe,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire catastrophe sipping rejuvenating tea under their silken blankets; and still had the guts to say that they were ingratiatingly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that tyrannically dictatorial might be al those; who hedonistically burn innocuous entities alive; just to feed the ghastly remnants to their
frivolously growling pet dogs,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the
entire unruly bedlam without the slightest batting of their eye; and
still had the guts to say that they were enchantingly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that venomously criminal might be all those; who gruesomely blinded jubilantly exuberantly cavorting organisms; just to ridiculously catapult to the pinnacle of transiently penalizing prosperity,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire derogatory imprisonment with princely equanimity; and still had the guts to say that they were
spell bindingly non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that preposterously malignant might be all those; who
rampantly broke compassionately bonded hearts; just to bathe their fetidly penurious backsides with some extra titillation,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire macabre lunaticism with their tongue smacking their nonchalantly chapped lips; and still had the guts to say that they were bountifully non-violent.

And I wholeheartedly agree that dastardly devils might be all those; who
snap the fangs of their symbiotically holistic compatriot’s existence; just
to grant themselves an infinite more perilous lives,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire torturous crucifying with their hands in their air-conditioned pockets; and still had the guts to say that they were immortally non-violent

Every night is empty without its resplendent festoon of shimmering stars; paving a path of mysticism through the dreary morbidity all around,

Every desert is empty without its majestically glistening carpet of sands; royally rising and falling with the exuberantly blowing winds,

Every road is empty without its flurry of boisterously gallivanting traffic; granting new dimensions all the time; to its never ending repertoire of enigmatic curves and turns,

Every day is empty without its dynamically flamboyant Sun; bedazzling even the most remotely dilapidated corners of this Universe; with a garland of magnetically golden light,

Every throat is empty without its harmonious melody; the captivatingly rhapsodic sound; that catapulted even the most impoverished; to an enchanting entrenchment beyond realms of mesmerizing eternity,

Every mountain is empty without its irrefutably towering summits; kissing the clouds unflinchingly as they seductively drifted by; proving an ultimate exemplary to all other diminutive aspects of incarcerated life,

Every mind is empty without its unrelenting fountain of enthralling fantasies; relentlessly exploring; discovering; and evolving into a waterfall of stupendous newness; as each instant unveiled,

Every cloud is empty without its tantalizing droplets of rain; the unprecedented enthrallment that it spell bindingly bestowed upon this planet; with its profusely heavenly tumblers of water,

Every palm is empty without its unfathomable myriad of tingling destiny lines; the magnanimous bifurcations which astoundingly governed; stardom and horrendous
pitfalls in a mans life,

Every ocean is empty without its ecstatic fish; the voluptuously ravishing elixir that they imparted to the undulating waves; culminating into fireballs of desire before clashing against the scintillating rocks,

Every calendar is empty without its meticulous array of dates; the most euphoric depictions of days and weeks; propelling living kind on the path of radiantly
blooming prosperity,

Every flower is empty without its fabulously gorgeous fragrance; the scent that handsomely pervaded even through the most heinous webs of uncouth lechery;
flooding dwindling souls all across the Universe; with vibrant light,

Every forest is empty without its untamed wilderness; the unsurpassable blend of leaf and animal and stream; which weaved cloud covers of unparalleled excitement,

Every vein is empty without its scarlet rivulets of blood; the Omnipotent fuel to gush forward with insurmountable fervor in life; the only religion that bonded all human kind,

Every oyster is empty without its marvelously shimmering pearls; the incredulously embellished globule which fulminated into vivacious happiness,

Every canvas is empty without its vivid splashes of color; inundating the sullen atmosphere around with waves of poignant compassion; suddenly making drab
moments of life replete with astoundingly exotic charm,

Every conscience is empty without its invincible righteousness; the sacrosanct virtue which made every organism feel as the richest alive; massacring the very essence of blatantly coward lies; from the colossal trajectory of this planet,

Every heart is empty without its perpetual beats; the everlasting rhythm which bonded all across boundless earth; in thunderbolts of insatiable passion; alike,

And every life is empty without its immortal love; the unconquerable soul mate of its dreams; which was its very reason to dream of an infinite more lives; more
importantly in this lifetime; be blissfully breathing and alive.

Placid streams of blood trickled down my nape,

forming crisscross patterns; like slithering reptiles,

I had accidentally brushed against a protuberant nail,
smilingly bore the aftermath of crimson blood staining crisp arenas of my cotton shirt.

Volatile springs of blood spewed from my ribs,
as I bore the savage onslaught of multitudinal knives,
producing sinister fountains of unseething agony,
subjecting my tender skin to a plethora of ghastly bruise,
I stood unperturbed; enthralled by the iridescent light of the moon,
uttering inaudibly soft groans beneath cabin covers of my breath.

Segregated globules of blood cascaded down my bohemian hands,
trespassing subtle barriers of blond hair emanating from my flesh,
as cluster of sea blue leech sucked cupidly; from the hollow of my arm,
I sordidly stood my ground; bearing tumultuous waves of agony,
grimacing my teeth like a mansion with reinforced glass.

Rollicking blades of the ceiling fan, plucked splinters from my bone,
as the contraption fell in full speed on my persona,
there was an canal of blood that oozed from my lips,
with an unrelenting flow of septic body fluids,
I still refrained from submerging my eye in tears,
burying my head deep within crustacean sands of earth.

I then witnessed them battering her with boomerangs of serrated metal,
dismantling hair on her scalp with their plagued hands,
slapping her cheek with a volley of abuse,
with faint rivulets of invaluable blood drooling down her luscious lips,
I couldn’t bear it any longer; the endurance in me dying a stifled death,
as I leapt in vehement indignation towards the bunch of miscreants; and for the first time cried.

Inundate the barren landscapes sprawling over kilometers of territory; with lush green patches of grass and blossoming flower,

Inundate pallid regions of the lackluster wall; with flamboyant strokes of scarlet color,

Inundate the arid strips of desiccated desert land; with bountiful amounts of sweet water,

Inundate the mouth of a famished squirrel; with a plethora of succulent
kernel and brazen nuts,

Inundate the abysmally hollow foundation of an edifice; with an armory of bare and freshly baked bricks,

Inundate the rocky slopes of the lanky mountain; with crystal white globules of frozen snow,

Inundate empty canisters encapsulated in the car; with the aromatic elixir of petrol,

Inundate the raw bruises oozing blood from body; with fillings of stringent antiseptic powder,

Inundate the vacant spaces of white and long canvas; with panoramic scenes of view of the gorgeous valley,

Inundate gruesome darkness engulfing the tunnel; with austere beams of holistic sunlight,

Inundate the dilapidated stable of sacrosanct cow; with loads of salubrious forage and bunches of banana leaves,

Inundate the desolate and silken web suspended from between two trees; with scores of venomous spider,

Inundate the torn and disheveled persona of shirt; with heaps of thread and garish cloth,

Inundate the dying embers of red coal; with flames of a dynamic and crackling fire,

Inundate the demeanor of a rustic ring; with clusters of sparkling diamonds,

Inundate the gloomy silhouette of parched and despondent lips; with an everlasting laugh,

Inundate the forlorn and solitary streets in the city; with bustling jams of unruly traffic,

Inundate the fecund strips of black and loamy soil; with a granary of rich
pudgy seeds,

Inundate the feet of your god; mother; beloved; with all the wealth you can assimilate on this earth,

And inundate the lives of all those afflicted with bizarre pain and inexplicable distress; with unprejudiced love and immortal smiles.

Does love mean; being extraordinarily possessive about your beloved; not leaving her even for an infinitesimal instant; from the ardently obsessive fixation of your sight?

Does love mean; giving your beloved the freedom to pursue anything and everything she wants; although at times she might transgress the fine line of your poignant emotions and desire?

Does love mean; overtly forgiving your beloved; even if she blatantly and obnoxiously pulverized the principles of existence; intermittently spat directly on the naked space of your face; at the tiniest of exasperation?

Does love mean; inundating every conceivable skin pore of your beloved with so many kisses; that she could hardly feel any other sensation of the Universe on her nimble flesh?

Does love mean; standing like a perpetually unflinching citadel abreast your beloved; knocking the last breaths out of any alien man; who dared to flirt with her?

Does love mean; profusely kissing every footprint made by your amiable beloved; keep slavering upon obdurately cold ground; with your tongue fervently wagging and till the time that she walked?

Does love mean; expecting your beloved to idolize none other than you; every unfurling instant of the day; and perceiving none other than your countenance all throughout the bewitchingly starless night?

Does love mean; unthinkably putting every perceivable part of your body forward; to each vicious arrow that dared come the way of your beloved; sacrifice your life at the slightest innuendo of danger to her smiles?

Does love mean; emaciating yourself to the most extreme levels of gruesome extinction; just in order to witness your beloved replenish even the most evanescent of her shadow; with all the richness of this planet?

Does love mean; deriving fathomless happiness at witnessing your beloved flourish in her career and pursuits; whilst you abandoned everything so that the feeling of competition never arose; and to forever see her smile?

Does love mean; unstoppably embracing your beloved in your invincibly vice like grip; from which there wasn’t the tiniest of escape; for an infinite more lifetimes?

Does love mean; penning countless lines of immortal poetry on your majestic beloved; unrelentingly staring into the rustic whites of her eye; all day and in the ravishing stupefaction of the night?

Does love mean; emulating even the most obsolete action of your beloved; going to the most painstakingly ridiculous heights in copying her bit by bit; and at the same time bearing with the laughter from the society outside?

Does love mean; in all totality surrendering even the last droplet of blood in your veins; to the most ethereal command of your beloved; perpetually re-christening yourself as her soul-mate as well as chained slave?

Does love mean; wholesomely obfuscating and shutting your ears to the outside world; romanticize till times immemorial in the voluptuous bosom of your beloved; even as the planet ghastily deteriorated and crumbled outside?

Does love mean; prostrating forever at the feet of your sacrosanct beloved; considering them as the ultimate god; the ultimate heaven and hell on this globe; and for a boundless destinations beyond?

Does love mean; timelessly kissing your beloved on her blissful lips; mollifying every bit of hunger and thirst in your ravenous body; by only savoring the compassionate sweetness of her redolent creation?

Does love mean; letting each sensuous breath of your beloved; be the only oxygen for your penuriously asphyxiated lungs; as you royally embellished each naked arena of her flesh; with the untamed virility of your creation?

Does love mean; forever and ever and ever bonding each beat of your passionate heart with your beloved; letting two bodies exist as an unconquerably fragrant ‘one’ for as long as the earth lived?

Well. If I for one were to step into a true lover’s shoes; then love for me would mean all of the above; impregnably implemented at some stage or the other; in the chapter of my mellifluously destined life.

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many insane parts would you divide your new-born child’s eternal happiness; after your treacherously vindictive divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many heartless parts would you divide your new-born child’s invincible freedom; after your venomously unbearable divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many ribald parts would you divide your new-born child’s unsurpassable
creativity; after your lethally unceremonious divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many salacious parts would you divide your new-born child’s majestic destiny; after your lecherously ignominious divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many emotionless parts would you divide your new-born child’s triumphant
spirit; after your contemptuously debasing divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many terrorizing parts would you divide your new-born child’s unbridled
fantasies; after your abhorrently cadaverous divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many excruciating parts would you divide your new-born child’s humanitarian blood; after your cold-bloodedly cannibalistic divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many tyrannized parts would you divide your new-born child’s unconquerable
artistry; after your violently besmirching divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many reproachful parts would you divide your new-born child’s redolent
playfulness; after your despicably devastating divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many sacrilegious parts would you divide your new-born child’s impregnable mischief; after your sadistically bemoaning divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many wanton parts would you divide your new-born child’s impeccable
integrity; after your hedonistically carnivorous divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many ghoulish parts would you divide your new-born child’s limitless fertility; after your mindlessly malicious divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many diabolical parts would you divide your new- born child’s infallible
innocence; after your unforgivably truculent divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many vengeful parts would you divide your new-born child’s uninhibited
cries; after your preposterously bigoted divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many criminal parts would you divide your new-born child’s princely
silkenness; after your tempestuously confounding divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many satanic parts would you divide your new-born child’s tiny brain;
after your barbarously ungainly divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many sadistic parts would you divide your new-born child’s unlimited curiosity; after your egregiously dastardly divorce?

You might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but into how many carnivorous parts would you divide your new-born child’s parental
longing; after your inanely decrepit divorce?

And you might legally divide each other from the bonds of immortal marriage; but tell me; into how many goddamned parts would you divide your new-born child’s
immortal love; after your devilishly vituperative divorce?

The stray dog on the street had an inevitable instinct to wag its bushy tail
when ecstatic,
Garrulously bark at irate trespassers; who hurled irregular stones at its shriveled persona.

The leotard skinned cat; had an insatiable instinct to lap vigorously at frosty milk,
Purr in its ubiquitously pungent voice; when tickled intensely in the ribs.

The twin horned cow; had an involuntary instinct of swishing its slender tail;
to drive away buzzing flies,
Laboriously chewed loads of grass; before preparing to snooze on the bare tarmac.

A battalion of ants on the floor; had inborn instincts of walking in groups,
Injected their acrimonious sting; the moment they sighted bare flesh in proximity.

The birds soaring high in sapphire carpets of satin clouds; had effusive instincts of chirping melodiously,
Did so at the onset of every evanescent dawn; and the unveiling of stormy night.

The slimy frogs residing in shallow realms of the cloistered pond; had a disdainful instinct to croak,
The instant tumultuous showers of rain; pelted down from the sky in fury.

A cluster of animate roses emanating from brown soil; had a perpetual instinct
to diffuse fragrance,
Sleep with its articulate petals closed; as vigils of dusk strangulated bright light.

The serrated brown lizard on the wall; had a vindictive instinct of spurting blood from its eyes,
The instants it got provoked by kin; envisaged signals of being mutilated.

The frivolous monkey perched up in the entwined branches of tree; had mischievous instincts to imitate,
As he cast his eyes on surrounding organisms; scrupulously emulating their plethora of emotions.

And humans breathing air on sacrosanct soil of the universe; had a natural instinct to love,
Mutually interact; spreading waves of harmony, bliss, and compassion,
Procreating infinite numbers of their own kind,
Irrespective of cast; creed; religion and the hour of day they were born and witnessed first rays of brilliant Sunlight