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If I had a thousand bricks stashed beside my persona; I would utilize them all to construct an invincible house,
If I had a thousand fishes slithering for life in my vicinity; I would put them back into the saline sea,
If I had a thousand burnt needles in my palms; I would embellish them with ice candy; incorporating them on the surface of chocolate cake,
If I had a thousand pens full of fountain ink; I would inundate the blank demeanor of paper with a battalion of literature,
If I had a thousand apples embossed with brilliantly radiant skins; I would peel of the same at lightning speeds and cupidly devour the imprisoned juice,
If I had a thousand cars aligned right outside my driveway; I would traverse through the steep hills with a cavalcade of soldiers following me,
If I had a thousand cubes of cheese strewn haphazardly beside my nose; I would nibble at a few distributing the rest amongst a plethora of red ants,
If I had a thousand pieces of flocculent cotton; I would juxtapose them together; then sleeping in tranquil calm on the conglomerate of my innovative bed,
If I had a thousand hunter dogs; I would engage them in tracking nefarious criminals; reprimanding the culprits severely for their compendium of misdeeds,
If I had a thousand balls of immaculate marble; I would bang them on the ground to produce a deafening noise; roll with sheer exhilaration on the same,
If I had a thousand cakes of deplorable cowdung; I would smear them on the walls of my house; sparing a few to splash around mischievously,
If I had a thousand legs; I would sleep; at the same time walk; clambering up
the treacherous terrain without perspiring in the Sun,
If I had thousand eyes; I would clearly sight disdainful traffic in front as well as in the rear; alongwith the twinkling stars in the sky,
If I had a thousand dreams; I would keep sleeping all Sunlit day as well as in the starry night,
If I had a thousand tongues; I would eloquently speak the language of each city in the world with nonchalant ease,
If I had a thousand arms; I would embrace all whom I revered without feeling drearily exhausted,
If I had a thousand moons; I wouldn’t need a mirror to gaze at my reflection; instead would admire my intricate silhouette in the celestial body,
If I had a thousand glasses of poignant brandy lying on the shelf; I would consume it regularly with unprecedented jubilation; and would always refrain from contracting a cold,
If I had a thousand guns; I would use them to assassinate traces of crime inhabiting this earth,
If I had a thousand leaves of red betel; I would chew them incessantly thereby coating my lips with scarlet color,
If I had a thousand cameras; I would use them all to snap the picture of the ones I cherished,
If I had a thousand twigs of wood; I would stack them meticulously to incinerate a crackling fire; relishing the gratifying warmth all throughout the chilly night,
If I had a thousand biscuits of gold; I would blend them to form exquisite pieces of jewelry; purchase the best quality of Persian silk,
And if by the grace of god I had a thousand lives to live in; I would unrelentingly love the girl of my dreams; the very girl I today passionately cared for.

If ever I had the privilege of being a sandstone castle; with palatial walls overlooking the flowing river,
I would make sure that all urchins residing on the street; would get adequate shelter from uncouth winter and inclement rain.

If ever I had the privilege of being a star in the sky; with Black wisps of
clouds ominously hovering around,
I would make sure that I shone tenaciously all night; illuminating the lives of the impoverished with gargantuan rays of hope.

If ever I had the privilege of being a mammoth elephant; with majestic white
tusks protruding prominently from my trunk,
I would make sure that I transported all monkeys to escalating treetops; fight vehemently against savage hunters to protect the jungle.

If ever I had the privilege of being the fathomless ocean; with swirling waves
colliding vociferously against the rocks,
I would make sure that all the aquatic life impregnated remained intact; the waters were completely bereft of the slightest of adulteration.

If ever I had the privilege of being an inflated balloon; with a plethora of gaudy strings dangling merrily from my belly,
I would make sure that I tossed and bounced boisterously amidst crippled infants; lighting their faces with an everlasting smile.

If ever I had the privilege of being an incoherent lump of rock salt; with a piquant odor emanating from my persona,
I would make sure that I inundate all those dishes of bland food; with sumptuous amounts of taste.

If ever I had the privilege of being a long beaked bird; with clawed feet protruding from my slender skinned legs,
I would make sure that I chirped melodiously to placate starved eardrums; guard my eggs against nefarious evil all throughout the chilly night.

If ever I had the privilege of being a conglomerate of clouds in the sky; possessing a tinge of hideous black,
I would make sure that I rained when it mattered the most; ensuring that all animate on earth were saved from the onslaught of drought.

If ever I had the privilege of being a foliated tree; with infinite branches extruding from my tapered trunk,
I would make sure that I sprinkled currency and fruits in commensurate proportions; so that no one in vicinity died of savage starvation.

And if ever by stroke of benevolent fortune I had the privilege of being a man; with the virtue to perceive embedded in my soul,
I would make sure that I unrelentingly loved the person of my dreams; and instill the same with equanimity in every human traversing on mother earth.

If being a man; is all about ostentatiously malicious chauvinism; indifferently blowing countless bellows of cigar smoke; into the eyes of those innocent and haplessly deprived,

If being a man; is all about ruthlessly driving the most swankiest of Mercedes over those poor children fast asleep on the shivering streets; in celebration of the senses wholesomely inebriated with the richest of wine,

If being a man; is all about sadistically rolling in gigantically fetid mountains of currency note; whilst innumerable other fellow living beings lay gruesomely starving; without the tiniest morsel of food in their stomachs,

If being a man; is all about spuriously machismo whisky replacing every ingredient of blood in the body; and then deliriously abusing the pricelessly compassionate mother soil,

If being a man; is all about indefatigably engaging in abhorrent war; inundating fathomless granaries of the inimitable Universe; with irrevocably diseased nuclear bomb,

If being a man; is all about asserting vindictive superiority upon every other conceivable organism; letting the exposed bulging muscle barbarously trample over every ounce of sensitivity,

If being a man; is all about egregiously ill-treating your very own children; heartlessly embarking upon the most senseless corporate tours of your life; leaving them inconsolably crying,

If being a man; is all about philandering with a zillion women at a time; dexterously dodging one’s very own earnest wife; in worthlessly tireless search of spurious vixen and salacious wine,

If being a man; is all about fecklessly ridiculing every diminutively shriveled personality on the roads; spitting on them whatever foul was left in the compartments of the mouth; of the ghoulish day,

If being a man; is all about considering every piece of wondrously ameliorating artistry as frigidly babyish; roaring like a baselessly insensitive rhino; on a diabolical high with scotch on the rocks,

If being a man; is all about cold-bloodedly worshipping the parasitic devil;
believing in the sole concept of demonstrating brute power to snatch happiness from every cranny of the fathomless planet,

If being a man; is all about deplorably disregarding the most ultimate divinely love of the mother; for a few sleazily decrepit opportunities of quick money and fame,

If being a man; is all about betraying even the most immortally throbbing hearts for you; shattering them into an infinite pieces of nothingness; with the stone of your insanely satanic commercialism,

If being a man; is all about uttering the most unbearably sinful of abuse; infront of the most Omnipotent scepter of Godhead; just to demonstrate the nonchalant carefreeness of the slavering tongue,

If being a man; is all about committing the most venomously horrendous of crime in the name of religion; rendering countless innocuous children disastrously orphaned; staring meaninglessly at the sadistically slit throats of their parents and kin,

If being a man; is all about ruthlessly kicking every impeccably fructifying bit of vegetation left; right and center; just in order to release that extra iota of lazy energy trapped in the petulant bone,

If being a man; is all about lividly wastrel high society parties; in which billions were ghastily traded in the name of prostitution; child molestation; drugs and innumerable more offences of the kind,

If being a man; is all about portraying devilishly unsparing superiority; forever widowing your wife right on your wedding night; as you surrendered your mind; body and soul to someone else’s arms; whilst she hysterically cried,

Then Thank God. And I really thank the Omnisciently triumphant God. That by
his grace I was born as depicting the ultimate apogee of sensitivity and sensuality; O! Yes I was born a baby girl who would inevitably turn into a proud Woman!

More than the most unbelievably efficacious of medicines; which irrefutably proclaimed to swipe every trifle of disease forever from your deplorably impoverished form,

More than the most impregnably fortified of milk; which irrefutably proclaimed to impart such an ardent tenacity to every of your shriveled bone; which was harder than the hardest of rock,

More than the most brilliantly scintillating of mirrors; which irrefutably proclaimed to candidly portray even the most hopelessly obfuscated shades of your lugubriously disheveled persona,

More than the most unassailably learned of saints; who irrefutably proclaimed to ameliorate you of even the most ghastliest of pain; by simply caressing a singleton whisker of your hair with their fingertips,

More than the most vividly euphoric of breeze; which irrefutably proclaimed to timelessly rejuvenate even the most tawdrily decrepit of your nerves; pricelessly
bestow you with caverns of unprecedented exhilaration,

More than the most indomitably parading of dinosaurs; who irrefutably proclaimed to make you the strongest organism on this fathomlessly emollient Universe; as
they hoisted you towards the sky in their arms,

More than the most ravishingly undulating of seas; which irrefutably proclaimed to bless every cranny of your bereaved soul with such tanginess; that you’d never ever feel the perils of treacherous exhaustion,

More than the most jubilantly bewitching of fairies; which irrefutably proclaimed to inexhaustibly liberate you from even the most inconspicuous of your worries; placing you forever in the eternal grass of paradise,

More than most Omnipotently blazing of Sun; which irrefutably proclaimed to vanquish even the most fugitive ounce of depression from your bones; perpetuating you to forever march forward in optimistic rhapsody,

More than the most eternally foliated of trees; which irrefutably proclaimed to limitlessly mollify you with their bountifully symbiotic consanguinity; put you
into a state of eternally celestial rest,

More than the most iridescently magnetic of stars; which irrefutably proclaimed to incredulously tantalize you out of your every agony; be perennially there as your sole savior for an infinite more lives,

More than the most stupendously enamoring of rainbows; which irrefutably proclaimed to magically mitigate you of your delirious obsessions; bring out the blessed human in you for times immemorial,

More than the most enviably contemporary of contraptions; which irrefutably proclaimed to incredulously ease every cynically onerous task of your life; at a speed faster than that of fervent light,

More than the most triumphantly virile of seeds; which irrefutably proclaimed to embody in you such an astounding virility; that even the most saddened part
of you proliferated into boundless cisterns of effulgent happiness,

More than the most majestically undefeated of kings; who irrefutably proclaimed to replace even the most ethereal insinuations of your poverty; with a heaven
of unceasingly invincible gold; silver and richness,

More than the most sensuously inebriating of clouds; which irrefutably proclaimed to tirelessly enshroud every frazzled dormitory of your brain with royal fantasy; making you fly above the land of infinite infinity even as you alighted your first foot to walk,

More than the most infallibly fearless of friends; who irrefutably proclaimed to forever annihilate every trace of angst in your conscience; with the unbeatably peerless bond of their everlasting friendship,

More than the most immortal fulminations of your blood; breath and heart; which irrefutably proclaimed to keep the dwindling spirit in your devastated countenance; alive for a countless million births yet to unveil,

If anything was ever going to cure you of the worst of your mental or physical ailments; then it is solely and only your perpetually augmenting desire to live
and let live from the most innermost realms of your soul; irrespective of whatever you were ever confronted with; of course with the blessings and the grace of
the Omnipresent Almighty Lord.

I might appear to be a diminutive mosquito; but mind you I could stand taller than the colossal mountain; defend myself against the mightiest of attacks; if anyone tried to hurt her in her blissful way,

I might appear to be an inconspicuous blade of creased grass; but mind you I could gain proportions befitting the diabolical dinosaur; if anyone sighted her with
licentious desire,

I might appear to be an infinitesimally squashed mushroom; but mind you I had the unfathomable capacity to become the entire forest deluged with acerbic thorns; if anyone tried to plot heinously evil behind her immaculate back,

I might appear to be a non-existent speck of dirt; but mind you I could rise menacingly and more towering than the blue skies; if anyone tried to perilously
barge in while she was celestially asleep,

I might appear to be a droplet of blotted gutter water lying dilapidated in a remotely obsolete heap; but mind you I had the tenacity to become more tumultuous
than the rampantly swirling oceans; if anyone tried to dangerously ogle at her; even within boundless kilometers of her sacrosanct vicinity,

I might appear to be a harmlessly distorted chunk of plain glass being ruthlessly kicked on the desolate streets; but mind you I had the overwhelming capacity
to become more mammoth than the impregnable fortress; if anyone tried to pummel her to the ground with his fists,

I might appear to be just a disdainfully neglected rusty iron nail; but mind you I could become the entire battlefield inundated with pugnaciously hostile arrows; if anyone tried to vindictively embed his unruly nails into her voluptuously dainty skin,

I might appear to be just an insipid follicle of hair waiting miserably on the ground to blend with miserably shivering dust; but mind you I possessed the prowess to metamorphose into all tigers of the jungle; savagely trying to rip apart entities into infinite fragments; if anyone tried to perniciously mess up with her sacred life,

I might appear to be a profusely crinkled petal of the flower being blown further and further every instant with each draught of exuberant wind; but mind you I had the capacity to become the viciously circulating cyclone of the deserts; if anyone tried to
forcefully blow his satanic breath down her mesmerizing nape,

I might appear to be a torn rag of cloth being mercilessly thrashed every day on the washing floor; but mind you I had the capacity to become a demon with
barbarically bloodshot eyes; if anyone tried to hamper her divinely progress; refrain her from boisterously surging forward in life,

I might appear to be a shattered shell; seeming to be mystically lost amongst the unsurpassable blanket of sands sprawled on the shores; but mind you I had the
capacity to become a belligerent battlefield of crabs; ready to stab lethal amounts of poison with my tentacles; if anyone tried to shout murderously loud into her intricately tinkling ears,

I might appear to be an frigidly rotting matchstick without flames; but mind you I had the capacity to become a blazing conflagration soaring astronomically
high to blend with the clouds; if anyone tried to surreptitiously aim a bullet at her from behind the sleazy bushes,

I might appear to be an invisible blob of miserly paint adhering to the ghost walls; but mind you I had the capacity to become the incomprehensibly long python; raring to pulverize succulent prey into bits of bashed mincemeat; if anyone tried to cast a spell
of detrimental voodoo upon her impeccably charismatic grace,

I might appear to be staggering wisps of smoke coalescing every unfurling second with open space; but mind you I had the capacity to become the meadow
embodied with countless gleaming knives; if anyone tried to touch her without her prior consent,

I might appear to be a strand of pathetically broken web; but mind you I had the capacity to become a fathomlessly deep dungeon replete with stinging
scorpions; if anyone tried to intentionally trespass her in her irrefutably heavenly path,

I might appear to be a dismally flickering beam of frivolous light; disappearing in meek submission after daylight; but mind you I had the capacity to become
the entire godown stuffed with venomous gas; ready to explode and char individuals to ethereal ash; if anyone ventured to forcefully invade into her dwelling after midnight,

I might appear to be a soiled banana skin waiting for my time to be dumped into the deplorable dustbin; but mind you I had the capacity to transform into a treacherously malicious gorge; insidiously devouring all who came into my swirl; if anyone tried to slap her rubicund flesh,

I might appear to be a deflated tyre tube gasping like a new born infant for tons of fresh air; but mind you I had the capacity to become a fleet of menacingly
moving maniacal trains; squelching even the most smallest particle that came my way; if anyone tried to dictate his spurious set of terms upon her spell binding countenance,

And I might appear to be just a worthless molecule; awaiting to get brutally trampled as pedestrians walked gently on the lanes; but mind you I had the capacity to become all the united strength of this Universe in one go; bury living beings with ruthlessly
proliferating ease well beneath their coffins; if anyone tried to steal her from me; even perceived the faintest to make her anything other than mine.

Without it even the most astoundingly greatest of musicians; would have simply nothing to mellifluously sing; incessantly flex the poignantly intricate chords of their throat till the corridors of untainted eternity,

Without it even the most sensitively greatest of artists; would have simply nothing to inscrutably paint; tirelessly juggle the beautifully silken veins of their fingers in the mists of unabashed desire,

Without it even the most spellbindingly greatest of dancers; would have simply nothing to timelessly gyrate on; mystically inundate every cranny of the remorsefully incarcerated atmosphere; with endlessly enchanting color and charm,

Without it even the most symbiotically greatest of potters; would have simply nothing to jubilantly evolve; unceasingly perpetuate handsome shapes and life; to a mountain of worthlessly decrepit clay,

Without it even the most brilliantly greatest of businessmen; would have simply nothing to ingeniously manipulate; interminably ensure the channelization of
currency to all fraternities of the society,

Without it even the most majestically greatest of surgeons; would have simply nothing to miraculously cure; indefatigably using myriad of new innovations to
mitigate inexplicably excruciating pain,

Without it even the most classically greatest of poets; would have simply nothing to unrelentingly fantasize; gorgeously embody fathomless sheets of barren paper with inimitably invincible literature,

Without it even the most victoriously greatest of scientists; would have simply nothing to intriguingly discover; spawn an impregnable civilization of newness
from lividly decrepit bits of sullen nothingness,

Without it even the most experimentally greatest of farmers; would have simply nothing to freshly sow; harness worthlessly inane chunks of dead soil; into
the most ubiquitously fructifying fruits of an optimistic tomorrow,

Without it even the most triumphantly greatest of teachers; would have simply nothing to rhapsodically teach; permeate an entrenchment of inevitable curiosity; in ecstatically developing and nubile minds,

Without it even the most piquantly greatest of critics; would have simply nothing to undyingly analyze; candidly endeavor to metamorphose every bit of inadvertent inferiority; into a utopia of infallible perfection,

Without it even the most ebulliently greatest of sportsmen; would have simply nothing to indisputably excel; reach the absolute zenith of unassailably sparkling victory; as they extemporized every minute,

Without it even the most patriotically greatest of world leaders; would have simply nothing to ecumenically celebrate; uninhibitedly evolve a heaven of newer and newer policies; for the egalitarian betterment of all living kind,

Without it even the most tantalizingly greatest of writers; would have simply nothing to fictitiously embolden; perennially rest the robotically castrated foundation of this commercial world; on a pedestal of uninterrupted dreams,

Without it even the most impeccably greatest of priests; would have simply nothing to bounteously preach; infallibly sermonize the ideals of a synergistically benign existence; from the perspective of the Gods,

Without it even the most unimpeachably greatest of philanthropists; would have simply nothing to altruistically serve; limitlessly culminate into freshly born beams of hope and desire; in order to reach out to all those hopelessly asphyxiated in the coffins of parasitic salaciousness,

Without it even the most compassionately greatest of builders; would have simply nothing to gorgeously erect; bless countless kilometers of aridly impotent land; with the most bewitchingly different and indomitable dwellings for all humanity,

Without it even the most unconquerably greatest of minds; would have simply nothing to undefeatedly think; peerlessly gallop into the most fantastically unadulterated tunnels of desire and longing; for times immemorial,

As the entire boundless world and every single organism who has breathed; is living and shall continue to holistically exist; lives upon it; depends upon it; prosperously thrives upon it; timelessly romanticizes in its unfettered glory; and eventually
dies if there’s not the tiniest trace of an exhilarating “IDEA”.

If she said that she would tie the nuptial thread with me after some years; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear the inexorably demonic tyranny of having to
endlessly wait; for the immortally ultimate love of my life,
And even if she said that she wanted to perennially bond every of her breath with mine; I’d still instantaneously die; as the thunderbolt of untamed exhilaration; reached to the ultimate crescendo in every conceivable pore of my body.

If she said that she thought unceasingly ill about me; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear the venomously jilted attitude of a girl towards me; whom I infact loved the most on this fathomlessly enchanting planet,
And even if she said that she solely longed for nothing else on this earth but my masculine caress; I’d still instantaneously die; as the volcano of fanatic desire in every ingredient of my blood; would fanatically explode.

If she said that she wanted to date an infinite men right under my snaring nose; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear the dying beats of my venomously dying
soul; which had nothing else but her princely image timelessly embedded,
And even if she said that she truly and profoundly admired my unflinchingly peerless bravado; I’d still instantaneously die; as the Sun of the most ultimate praise in my life; charred me to my inevitably destined corpse.

If she said that she wanted to inexhaustibly use me only for my money; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear her salaciously parasitic brain; her persona
which I’d once upon a time considered the most priceless reflection of the Omnipotent Lord,
And even if she said that she hadn’t seen another organism as poignantly artistic as me; I’d still instantaneously die; unstoppably ignited within the countless fervent lines of servitude that I’d sketched to depict her incomparably unbridled beauty.

If she said that she’d always wanted to torturously slave me till the ultimate graveyards of sadism; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear the despicable
wickedness of her brain; which I’d once upon a time considered at the most epitomizing cradle of creation in this entire Universe,
And even if she said that she interminably adored my unconquerably royal virility; I’d still instantaneously die; limitlessly erupting into the most vociferous expression of unfettered ecstasy; towards the highest peak of the impregnable sky.

If she said that she wanted to satanically crucify me right infront of the entire world; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear the diseased words that wafted from her mouth; those sacrosanct lips which I incessantly worshipped all sweltering day and sensuous night,
And even if she said that I was her most truthful harbinger on this unassailable planet; I’d still instantaneously die; as every conceivable bone of mine dissolved into nothingness; whilst living up to the fire of extremely immortalizing righteousness.

If she said that I was the last person on this earth who ever struck her mind; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear her prejudiced pompousness; whilst I
considered even the most infinitesimal line on her resplendent palms; as my irrefutable destiny,
And even if she said that I was redolently altruistic humanitarian on this unceasing globe; I’d still instantaneously die; as I renounced even the last ounce of breath from my lungs; to eternally live up to her benign proclamations about my impoverished soul.

If she said that I was the most cowardly living being on planet earth; I’d nstantaneously die; unable to bear her wanton sniggering; inspite of me invincibly
safeguarding her against the most pugnaciously terrorizing of devil; at her every step,
And even if she said that I was the ultimate messiah of the Omnipresent Lord on this astoundingly proliferating Universe; I’d still instantaneously die; in trying to prove to her that I fearlessly sacrificed my life; so that every other fraternity of living
kind could triumphantly survive.

If she said that she wanted to unstoppably suck blood from my veins everytime she felt hungry and emaciated; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear her heartlessly cold-blooded deliriousness; specially when every of her breath was the ultimate signature of my penuriously diminutive life,
And even if she said that I was the most beautifully replenished organism on earth; I’d still instantaneously die; spuriously bloating in her praise; till the tallest apogees of infinite infinity.

If she said that she had always loved someone else since her very first cry; I’d instantaneously die; unable to bear her devilish infidelity; after I’d taken birth an infinite times; just to be an integral impression of every of her queenly footstep,
And even if she said that I was immortally throbbing in every of her passionately pristine heartbeat; I’d still instantaneously die; out of sheer exhaustion; endlessly triggered by her complete acceptance of my originally uninhibited form.

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my sight; rather than maniacally blind both my eyes alongwith you; only so that I could sight ever single bit of panoramic space that we’d so blissfully frequented when we’d just triumphantly proposed; till I exhaled my very last and ardently philanthropic breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my artistry; rather than brutally chopping all my fingers alongwith you; only so that I could sketch you in your most royally resplendent shape and form; till I exhaled my very last
and passionately ecstatic breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my voice; rather than lecherously massacre my throat alongwith you; only so that I could interminably sing and inundate the atmosphere with the praises of your eternally fructifying soul; till I
exhaled my very last and poignantly enamoring breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my smile; rather than sacrilegiously marauding both my lips alongwith you; only so that I could bestow an indefatigably invincible volley of kisses upon every of footprint you left behind; till I
exhaled my very last and effulgently handsome breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my perseverance; rather than preposterously freeze every droplet of my sweat alongwith you; only so that I could endlessly strive forward to disseminate the ideals of your benign peace and love;
till I exhaled my very last and iridescently effusive breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my hearing; rather than wretchedly slain both my ears alongwith you; only so that I could fervently
hear the enchantingly inimitable cadence of your voice again and again; till I exhaled my very last and exuberantly redolent breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my tranquility; rather than wantonly surrender my soul alongwith you; only so that I could celestially
imbibe the everlasting sweetness of our unshakably humanitarian relationship; till I exhaled my very last and supremely exultated breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my virility; rather than ridiculously massacre my genitillia alongwith you; only so that I could tirelessly impregnate every conceivable part of my flesh with your perennially venerated footprints; till I exhaled my very last and unbelievably ebullient breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my humanity; rather than insanely puke every droplet of my blood alongwith you; only so that I could embrace every tangible ounce of your beautifully lingering goodness; till I exhaled my very last and wondrously eclectic breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my adventure; rather than insidiously pulverize both my feet alongwith you; only so that I could wholeheartedly explore every fragrantly unconquerable trail that you left on planet divine; till I exhaled my very last and supremely undying breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my palms; rather than uncouthly erase my destiny lines alongwith you; only so that I could treasure
every of my bounteously compassionate moment with you in my existence; till I exhaled my very last and victoriously blessed breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my hair; rather than barbarously tonsure my scalp alongwith you; only so that I could ravishingly float
in the heavens of your silken sensuality; till I exhaled my very last and fantastically enamoring breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my titillation; rather diabolically silence every of my goose-bump alongwith you; only so that I could
sense your miraculously ameliorating caress from even a billion kilometers away; till I exhaled my very last and emphatically mesmerizing breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my fantasies; rather than sinfully squelch my brain alongwith you; only so that I could perceive your majestically undefeatable form in an infinite different ways; till I exhaled my very last and unconquerably emollient breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my thirst; rather than devilishly torch my tongue alongwith you; only so that I could quell even the
most inconspicuous of my desire by unstoppably uttering your name; till I exhaled my very last and unfathomably symbiotic breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my reinvigoration; rather than unthinkably asphyxiate my breath alongwith you; only so that I could celebrate the sky of your untainted freshness every unfurling instant; till I exhaled my very last
and uninhibitedly jubilant breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my love; rather than indiscriminately behead each of my heartbeat alongwith you; only so that I could
perpetually garner empathy in my eyes for every bit of your insuperable selflessness; till I exhaled my very last and magically mollifying breath,

I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my truth; rather than sadistically sell my conscience alongwith you; only so that I could infallibly propagate the simplicity of your benevolent existence; till I exhaled my very last
and magnetically exultated breath,

And I’d irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my life; rather than depressingly plunge into the mortuary of death alongwith you; only so that
I could savor the unassailable valor of your princely existence; till I exhaled my very last and stupendously voluptuous breath.

I fervently admired you; because you admired God; lived each instant of your life ineffably wonderstruck at the beauty of his limitless creation; the unparalleled charisma that radiated from each element of his atmosphere,

I timelessly sought you; because you sought God; made him your only shoulder to lean upon; in your times of inexplicable duress as well as when you spiraled high and handsome in the clouds of invincible happiness,

I relentlessly imagined you; because you imagined God; let your mind devotedly wander in the realms of his fathomless Omnipotent Light; without the most inconspicuous iota of the devil pillaging in,

I devoutly followed you; because you followed God; choosing the most irrefutably honest pathways of existence; though it meant going through an ordeal more traumatizing than what hell could be,

I uninhibitedly kissed you; because you kissed God; hugging his idol of simpleton medieval stone; but which had the unfathomable power of demolishing and recreating this world an infinite times,

I irrevocably believed you; because you believed God; accepted everything and anything unfurling around you as a part of impoverished destiny; and only in the betterment of this majestic planet and its good,

I inexhaustibly cherished you; because you cherished God; found the ultimate mantra of living life to the fullest and in harmony with mother nature; in every current of wind that enveloped your stride,

I inevitably found you; because you found God; not beyond the horizons beyond your pragmatic reach; but in every bit of compassionately humanitarian goodness that you displayed to each of your fellow living kind,

I quintessentially felt you; because you felt God; in every ounce of the boundless atmosphere and earth around; since it functioned and flourished at solely his eternal commands; and he was its unconquerably Omnipresent Creator,

I unhesitatingly beseeched you; because you beseeched God; asked him above anyone else on this unceasing earth; to grant you with the tenacity to live and let live each inimitably priceless moment of life,

I wholeheartedly trusted you; because you trusted God; looked ardently forward to every optimistic dawn to grant you with the reinvigorated vigor of life; make the beats of your existence dance to the tunes of Creator Divine,

I untiringly related to you; because you related to God; bonding with his unassailably Omniscient spirit for times immemorial; when even the thickest of your family and blood related kin had ruthlessly abandoned you,

I passionately sketched you; because you sketched God; endeavoring your very best to embed even an infinitesimal fraction of his Universe’s beauty on the desolate canvas of your heart; till the time he destined you to live,

I crisply saluted you; because you saluted God; humbly nestling those palms against the forehead and towards the ever-pervading heavens; at every single opportunity that you got to thank him for this bountiful life,

I wholeheartedly invited you; because you invited God; as the first and last symbol of unshakable power and splendor- to bless every philanthropic expedition of life; that you commenced upon,

I fearlessly spoke to you; because you spoke to God; confiding in him the most insouciant apprehension of your heart; when the globe outside had turned a brutal deaf ear; and blackmailed you at the slightest opportunity that came their way,

I undyingly worshipped you; because you worshipped God; abnegating the entire material wealth of this planet; if it came in your way of kneeling in due and unhindered obeisance at his Omnipresent feet,

I immortally loved you; because you loved God; abruptly walking out on everything that you’d assimilated and inherently related to you; to forever bond with his heavenly light of impregnable truth,

But believe me. Even if you weren’t all of the above and were a non-believer of God from the core of your heart-I would still love you as much.

Because whether you believe in God or not; I resolutely believe that it was only God who’s created everything on earth-including atheists like you. And being one of his infinite son’s it is my duty to love, respect, adore and befriend each of his creations-though sadly they be against him. And thus I’d keep loving you irrespective; till the
end of this lifetime.

Just when my eyes thought that they’d seen every bit of panoramically resplendent beauty; on the trajectory of this fathomlessly blessing Universe,
Came her astoundingly pristine face right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and see; of her timelessly endowing enchantment.

Just when my lips thought that they’d smooched every bit of sensuously ameliorating loveliness; on the trajectory of this beautifully iridescent Universe,
Came her effulgently rhapsodic tongue right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and smooch; of her endlessly
euphoric fantasy.

Just when my ears thought that they’d heard every bit of victoriously artistic melody; on the trajectory of this unbelievably undefeated Universe,
Came her majestically tinkling footsteps right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and hear; of her indefatigably mystic enthrallment.

Just when my fingers thought that they’d explored every bit of magically jubilant softness; on the trajectory of this miraculously unbiased Universe,
Came her fantastically unbridled skin right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and explore; of her poignantly proliferating virility.

Just when my neck thought that it’d witnessed every bit of gorgeously mitigating space; on the trajectory of this bounteously spawning Universe,
Came her infallibly magnetic shadow right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and witness; of her unendingly royal compassion.

Just when my brain thought that it’d absorbed every bit of ubiquitously divine freshness; on the trajectory of this unsurpassably emollient Universe,
Came her mischievously dancing eyelashes right infront me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and absorb; of her delectable ingenious aura.

Just when my blood thought that it’d melanged with every bit of altruistically fructifying symbiotism; on the trajectory of this benevolently condoning Universe,
Came her pricelessly Omnipotent aura right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and mélange; of her divinely
impeccable form.

Just when my mouth thought that it’d spoken every bit of celestial goodness and inevitable badness; on the trajectory of this synergistically consecrating Universe,
Came her voluptuously rain-soaked chest right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and speak; of her fearlessly new-born freshness.

Just when my panic button thought that it’d perceived every bit of unceasingly igniting excitement; on the trajectory of this formidably resplendent Universe,
Came her uncontrollably exotic dreams infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and perceive; of her enigmatically reverberating charisma.

Just when my hair thought that they’d assimilated every bit of amazingly burgeoning vivacity; on the trajectory of this unrestrictedly bestowing Universe,
Came her seductively dew drop studded chin right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and assimilate; of her unconquerably untamed sensuality.

Just when my palms thought they’d lived every bit of inscrutably tingling uncanniness; on the trajectory of this insuperably blossoming Universe,
Came her fragrantly liberating destiny right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and live; of her intrepidly tantalizing personality.

Just when my toes thought that they’d walked every bit of conceivably blessed space; on the trajectory of this spectacularly eclectic Universe,
Came her invincibly inexhaustible signature; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and walk; of her ideals of unflinchingly truthful selflessness.

Just when my nails thought that they’d scratched every bit of stupendously exhilarating restlessness; on the trajectory of this eternally magnificent Universe,
Came her heavenly golden sweated armpits right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and scratch; of her ebulliently unbridled femininity.

Just when my bones thought that they’d imbibed every bit of aristocratically audacious fortification; on the trajectory of this boundlessly sparkling Universe,
Came her Omnisciently mitigating voice right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and imbibe; of her undaunted ideals of worldwide love and peace.

Just when my shoulders thought that they’d rejoiced every bit of spell bindingly egalitarian brotherhood; on the trajectory of this magically Omnipresent Universe,
Came her innocuously impregnable soul right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and rejoice; of her
timelessly bestowing humanitarian goodness.

Just when my conscience thought that it’d replenished every bit of irrefutably indomitable truth; on the trajectory of this unfathomably silken Universe,
Came her indisputably transparent eyeballs right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and replenish; of her unshakably everlasting paths of unassailable righteousness.

Just when my nostrils thought that they’d inhaled every bit of jubilantly undefeated air; on the trajectory of this interminably burgeoning Universe,
Came her ever-pervading virgin fragrance right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and inhale; of her perennially youthful existence.

And just when my heart thought that it’d loved every bit of compassionately sacred immortality; on the trajectory of this convivially healing Universe,
Came her perpetually passionate beats right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and love; of her joyously
procreating mind; soul and fearless form.