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When I drank water in a glass of composite mud; the liquid tasted
ravishing; with my reflection wavering erratically in it,
However it contained tinges of dissolved sand; and was a trifle salty
for my liking.

When I drank water in a glass of deplorable copper; the liquid appeared
blurred in the prevailing darkness,
And when I sipped it; it had a stale odor of the rusty surface it had adhered to for many hours.

When I drank water in a glass of pure bamboo; the liquid looked glistening and
mesmerizing under the sun,
Although even after consuming it completely; I still felt that my bowels were
yet famished and incorrigibly demanded more.

When I drank water in a glass of yellow molded gold; the liquid inside displayed a scintillating shine; dazzling brilliantly in the most sequestered of room,
However it miserably floundered to pacify my thirst; as I was heavily circumspect in devouring the costly water.

When I drank water in a glass of hardened plastic; the liquid seemed to be
overwhelming still without the slightest of ripple,
But the tangy flavor was blatantly absent; and I didn’t relish one sip of what
I had just swallowed.

When I drank water in a glass of bombastic diamonds; the liquid looked as if
shimmering profusely under the moon,
Although an uncanny feeling enveloped my stomach; a feeling as if I had
Eaten the glittering diamonds.

When I drank water in a glass of pencil lead; the liquid inside looked obnoxiously black; readily acquiring the color of its vessel,
And I felt like puking it out with ferocious intensity; after having dubiously
gulped it.

When I drank water in a glass of broad green leaf; the liquid inside resembled
the perennial pastures sprawling over the valley,
But alongwith it there entered a fleet of invisible insects in my throat; and
I shivered inadvertently envisaging the aftermath of disease.

When I drank water in a glass of heavy stone; the liquid pretty normal to
drink,
However lifting the glass proved to be a bit cumbersome; and I felt a
bit perturbed by the flimsy effort.

And eventually when I drank water in the ‘GLASS OF OUR LOVE’; blending
it with a concoction of her heavenly tears,
The water tasted as sweet as never before; as impeccable as sacrosanct god; as exotic as the gyrating fairies in the sky; and it instantly put me into an inevitable slumber.

Give me perpetual ugliness instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the ungainly prowess; of never being able to enjoy; when others unfurled into a festoon of ravishingly tantalizing beauty and panoramic forms,

Give me perpetual dumbness instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the disastrous prowess; of never being able to enjoy; when others
sang in their enchantingly melodious voice,

Give me perpetual blindness instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the murderous prowess; of never being to enjoy; when others unrelentingly admired the stupendously aristocratic beauty; on the carpet of this gregariously vibrant Universe,

Give me perpetual starvation instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the diabolical prowess; of never being able to enjoy; when others
titillated their taste buds; with the most sumptuously delectable fruits of this; blissfully fragrant earth,

Give me perpetual imprisonment instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the penalizing prowess; of never being able to enjoy; when others euphorically gallivanted in the aisles of unprecedented freedom and ravishing enthrallment,

Give me perpetual tears instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the tyrannical prowess; of never being able to enjoy; when others ebulliently danced in the corridors of everlastingly unending happiness,

Give me perpetual boredom instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the brutal prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others ecstatically unveiled into a fountain of newness with unleashing second of
the day; eternally reaching out for their ambitions,

Give me perpetual prejudice instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the ghastly prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others compassionately exist in united fireballs of unflinching solidarity; even under the most acrimonious rays of the Sun,

Give me perpetual agony instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the dastardly prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others harmoniously
existed for infinite more births yet to come; under a heavenly cistern of tranquil contentment,

Give me perpetual manipulation instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the horrific prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others innocuously poured out their holistic souls; to Omnipotently spread the charisma of unconquerable togetherness,

Give me perpetual poverty instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the disdainful prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others basked in the glory of their magnanimously philanthropic richness; the ultimate splendor of
humanity profusely enveloping their benign souls,

Give me perpetual condemnation instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the gory prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others escalated to the pinnacle of glorious success; kissed the scintillating goals they had dreamt of; since the very first breath that they inhaled,

Give me perpetual insanity instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the venomous prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others bountifully fantasized beyond the splendidly extraordinary; metamorphosed the complexion of this planet with their innovative intrigue,

Give me perpetual infertility O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the preposterous prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others majestically proliferated God’s most eternally invincible chapter of creation; with their very own
crimson blood and breath,

Give me perpetual betrayal O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the remorseful prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others unassailably embraced their divine beloved; beautifully succumbing to the most wonderfully
Omniscient gift on this planet called; love,

Give me perpetual weakness instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the lecherous prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others patriotically blazed towards an impregnable triumph; for their sacrosanct motherland,

Give me perpetual lies instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the savage prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others irrefutably embedded the Omnipresent blessing of truth deep into their innocent conscience; became impeccable harbingers of humanity,

Give me perpetual misery instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the ruthless prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others gloriously
gallivanted on their trail towards; the most priceless religion of humanity,

Give me perpetual dilapidation instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the satanic prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others unfurled into a paradise of ingratiating freshness; with every sprouting ray of the divine Sun,

And give me perpetual death instead O! Almighty Lord; but please don’t curse me ever with the vindictive prowess; of not being able to enjoy; when others marvelously evolved into royal blood; bone and sparkling life; adding fresh breaths of air to
countless more optimistic tomorrows.

Give me just one chance O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the shoes of the richest men you’ve created ever since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth for granting equality to all those haplessly naked urchins; shivering under the tawdry municipality gutterpipe,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to forever ensure that no orphan wailed and begged miserably on the streets; existed with my
name as his father till its very last blessed breath,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth for the amelioration of all those suffering from inexplicable disease; granting them the
best medical aid available under the dazzling Sun,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to perpetually ensure that every boy or girl born on this earth; got the full and profound right to robust education; equally amongst the sanctimonious high
society,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to forever ascertain that if there were anything to rule the strongest of civilization; democracy; country; land or any organisms life; it was none else than priceless humanity,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most infinitesimal trifle on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more diabolical than the most torturous of deaths; that very moment itself.

1.

Give me just one chance O! Omniscient Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you’ve created ever
since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to compassionately unite all those disastrously differentiated by vagaries of caste; creed; color and religion; under the undauntedly glittering roof of
the paradise of Immortal Love,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to wondrously mitigate the suffering of all those old parents; men and debilitating women; who were unsparingly kicked in all quarters; by their very own
offsprings alive,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to erect Mosques; Churches; Temples and Monasteries of exquisite world record shapes and size; in which an infinite billion homeless could take blissful refuge
and your blessings alike,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to rekindle and enlighten the most gorgeous lamps of desire; in every miserably divested hutment and deliriously asphyxiated life,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to magically transport even the most faintest of cry and deprived form; to its ultimate destination and yearning; in the chapter of its destined life,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most insouciant freckle on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more penalizing than the most ghastily tormenting of deaths; that very moment itself.

2.

Give me just one chance O! Omniscient Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you’ve created ever
since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to let the most feebly subjugated voice reach itself and every bit of righteousness in it; to the remotest corner of this ecstatically unsurpassable Universe,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to eradicate even the most ethereal ounce of satanically unbearable politics on this globe; forever make sure that no anarchist parasite ruthlessly sucked and thrived on innocent blood,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to invincibly fortify every flailing dwelling on earth with the pearls of brotherhood; to further spawn a perennial civilization of undefeated living kind,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to timelessly scrap every besmirched fabric of inhumanity and crime; forever ensure the lanes of fearless paradise for each impeccable footstep that traversed mother soil,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to insuperably embolden the alphabets of justice; forever annihilating every biased powerhouse of manipulative deceit; which brought about nothing else but inconsolable tears and curses of many,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most evanescent figment on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more cold-blooded than the most unthinkably morbid of deaths; that very moment itself.

3.

Give me just one chance O! Infallible Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you’ve created ever
since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to put an unbreakably permanent ban on the use of nuclear arms; vicious weaponry and any substance that brutally imperiled bountiful living kind; dissolving the very roots of non-existent war in their unborn corpses of malice,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to plant an infinite trees and blades of rejuvenating grass; upon every piece of lamenting barren soil; so barbarously traumatized by commercially robotic man today,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to heal even the most spat upon wounds on this unending earth; and replenish them with the most inimitably unconquerable fragrance of friendship instead,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to royally support every single need of all those who were unfortunately blind; irrefutably see to it that they had their equal say in the day-to-day working of the society; see to it that they existed as unparalleled kings; if not with sight,

And I promise you that I’d only use that wealth to forever nullify each atrocity meted out towards the enchantingly blessed girl child; vindictively trying to kill her right in the womb itself; to senselessly insane and perverted men trading her divine flesh for few wads of currency and wine,

And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most evaporating speck on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more unforgivable than the most treacherously sadistic of deaths; that very moment itself.

Give me death instead; the most gloriously charismatic venom wholesomely snapping the fangs of my torturously truncated existence,

Give me death instead; the most handsomely spotless fabric of amorphous white; wholesomely sealing the outlet of my bizarrely decrepit existence,

Give me death instead; the most royally fantastic of reprieve; wholesomely demolishing even the most diminutive speck of exhilaration from my insipidly
lackadaisical existence,

Give me death instead; the most fascinatingly silent seduction; wholesomely making me abjure even the most capricious trace of my disgustingly perfidious worldly
existence,

Give me death instead; the most blissfully permanent rest; wholesomely extinguishing even the sinful chapter of my ghoulishly bedraggled existence,

Give me death instead; the most celestially everlasting comfort; wholesomely diminishing my form forever and ever and ever from the textbooks of my egregiously manipulative existence,

Give me death instead; the most unbelievably mute fading; wholesomely swiping the reigns of my idiosyncratically insane existence,

Give me death instead; the most fragrantly ultimate standstill; wholesomely massacring the remorsefully fleeting wind of my existence,

Give me death instead; the most eventually deciding signature on life; wholesomely decimating the ominous crux of my forlornly lambasting existence,

Give me death instead; the most finally submissive consequence; wholesomely vanquishing even the most ethereally mercurial trace of prejudiced pain dreadfully circumscribing my cadaverous existence,

Give me death instead; the most ubiquitously final closure; wholesomely annihilating even the most infidel iota of my penuriously blood-sucking existence,

Give me death instead; the most unavoidably unalterable authority; wholesomely conquering even the most parsimoniously depraving wind of my parasitically besmirched existence,

Give me death instead; the most concluding connotation of life; wholesomely devastating even the most whimsical knot of my nonchalantly pugnacious and
sadistically crucifying existence,

Give me death instead; the most irrefutable sign of extinction; wholesomely snatching even the most frigid whisker of my uxoriously sodomizing and vindictively ballistic existence,

Give me death instead; the most ingratiatingly dreamless sleep; wholesomely finishing even the most fecklessly stingy desire of my worthlessly malevolence
and debilitatingly dastardly existence,

Give me death instead; the most explicitly truthful desecration of life; wholesomely assassinating the dungeons of my cannibalistically distraught and murderously sinful existence,

Give me death instead; the most miraculously astounding way to reach heaven/hell; wholesomely trampling even my inconspicuously disoriented and politically maiming existence,

And it is my humble request to you O! Almighty Lord to give me a death more invidiously gory than the most treacherously punitive of death instead; but please
don’t give me salaciously abysmal betrayal; please don’t give me the most immortal love of my life for just an instant; and then betrayal for the remainder of my destined time.

Give her each droplet of blood flowing rampantly through my body; rejuvenating her persona with indispensable energy,

Giver her each smile that encapsulated my lips; deluging her majestically mesmerizing countenance with astronomical happiness,

Giver her each dream that circulated fabulously in the corridors of my brain; catapulting her into a land of ecstasy and unfathomable paradise,

Give her each ray of hope that engulfed my existence; stupendously enlightening her string of infinite more unveiling tomorrows,

Give her each droplet of poignant empathy that lingered insatiably in my eyes; impregnating in her the essence of benevolent mankind,

Give her each muscle embedded indomitably in my arms; imparting her with the tenacity to resiliently encounter the most disastrous situation in life,

Give her each ounce of mysticism that enveloped my shadow; overwhelming her life with enigmatic spice and divinely happiness,

Give her each wave of my voice; bestowing upon her the power to indefatigably express herself; at all moments of the adventurously unveiling day,

Give her each iota of luck that encompassed my silhouette; manifesting her every unfinished dream into a perpetual reality,

Give her each trace of vivaciousness that entrenched my conglomerate of bones; propelling her to ecstatically bounce forward with exuberant enthusiasm in life,

Give her each globule of tumultuous rhapsody that permeated my skin; making her experience the myriad of vibrant colors in existence,

Give her each sigh of immortal satisfaction that circumvented my conscience; fomenting her to perceive that her flurry of tasks were accomplished with
supreme gratification,

Give her each bit of cloth that intricately sequestered my entire visage; embodying her impeccable demeanor with loads of compassionate warmth,

Give her each source of wealth that I had assimilated in the tenure of my life; facilitating her to purchase the most exotic things of her very own choice,
Give her each morsel of food that was destined to be masticated by my mouth; granting celestial peace to the famished realms of her thunderously resonating
stomach,

Give her each whistle that emanated from my lips; blessing her existence with unsurpassable euphoria on every step which she ebulliently alighted,

Give her each fantasy that I kept envisaging about even in the heart of the brilliantly blistering day; keeping her spirits escalating towards the sky; till times immemorial,

Give her each beat that passionately palpitated every unfurling instant in my heart; imparting her with the unrelenting ardor to relish life to its most incomprehensible capacity,

Give her each breath that diffused in magnificent unison from my nostrils; engendering her to lead even my quota of destined life,

For although I possessed all the sagacious qualities described above O! Lord; I was still of no use to this colossal world and society; being viciously strangulated every instant by the horrendous lechery of my mind; while angels like her needed forever to
exist; needed forever to be alive.

Give all my blood to her; imparting each vital constituent entrapped within its profusely crimson persona,
So that her disastrously severed nerves got splendidly revived; the instants she felt that she was about to coalesce with winds of obsolete extinction.

Give all my sound to her; donating each iota of the captivating melody in its passionate cadence,
So that her pathetically dwindling voice; harmoniously united with tantalizing paradise above the clouds; for enchantingly everlasting times.

Give all my embellishment to her; chivalrously bequeathing each ornamental characteristic of my rubicund countenance,
So that her gruesomely shivering body; got enveloped with the winds of indispensable compassion; as she sought her sole solace amidst the uncouthly
treacherous world.

Give all my strength to her; extricating each trace of power entrenched beneath my conglomerate of flesh and bones,
So that she handsomely alighted every time she fell; marched towards her philanthropic festoon of dreams; with a perpetual smile spreading on her boisterous
lips.

Give all my fragrance to her; evacuating each element of benevolent goodness incarcerated in my persona,
So that she bountifully blossomed in her times of murderous distress; reached the absolute zenith of her life; magnanimously helping and embracing all humankind.

Give all my nostalgia to her; draining me wholesomely of each poignant imagery that floated compassionately in my mind,
So that she completely shrug all the insane lunatism that had imprisoned her treacherously from all sides; frolicked in realms of her impeccable childhood; till
times beyond immaculate eternity.

Give all my enthusiasm to her; sapping each virtue of ebullience from my relentlessly racing pulse,
So that she triumphantly emerged from her cocoon of ghastly sadness; euphorically gallivanting towards the impregnable corridors of sweet paradise.

Give all my soul to her; wholesomely extracting each thread of irrefutable righteousness from deep within my conscience,
So that she gathered herself from the devastating ashes strewn all around; bloomed into an unsurpassableflurry of dreams; in a single lifetime.
Give all my heart to her; benevolently taking away each of its passionately throbbing beats,
So that she never felt that she was that despicable orphan deprived of immortal love; dissipating the magical spirit of sharing; in every neglected corner of this fathomless Universe.

And give all my life to her; emptying it to the most unprecedented degree of its color and ingratiating charm,
So that she existed as the most blissful entity alive till the time she wanted; metamorphosing each of her fantasies into a veritable reality; wholesomely
forgetting the chapter of death and abominable malice.

The worst of treacherously asphyxiating and cold-bloodedly crippling darkness too; get miraculously healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably magnificent time,

The worst of sadistically horrific and hideously incarcerating obsessions too; get wonderfully healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably royal time,

The worst of inexplicably haunting and cadaverously imperiling diseases too; get beautifully healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably emollient time,

The worst of deliriously raunchy and devastatingly subjugating manias too; get celestially healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably princelely time,

The worst of haplessly shivering and hedonistically inflicted agonies too; get fantastically healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably pragmatic time,

The worst of murderously indiscriminate and savagely terrorizing racialism too; gets symbiotically healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably glorious time,

The worst of hysterically sobbing and tempestuously troubled eyes too; get serenely healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably pristine time,

The worst of disastrously frazzled and brutally butchered nerves too; get triumphantly healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably immaculate time,

The worst of painstakingly debilitating and hopelessly strangulating depression too; gets ebulliently healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably unflinching time,

The worst of ominously atrocious and ignominiously slandering vindication too; gets bounteously healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably peerless time,

The worst of disjointedly crooked and satanically victimizing minds too; get harmoniously healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably charismatic time,

The worst of egregiously bleeding and horrendously broken bones too; get efficaciously healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably fascinating time,

The worst of uncontrollably pernicious and ferociously flagrant tempers too; get wonderfully healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably resplendent time,

The worst of uncouthly unsparing and salaciously tormenting dictators too; get synergistically healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably brilliant time,

The worst of miserably whiplashed and relentlessly bleeding wounds too; get victoriously healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably twinkling time,

The worst of remorsefully cursing and wretchedly wailing spirits too; get unassailably healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably unnerving time,

The worst of hypochondriacally baseless and inanely unsolicited fears too; get insuperably healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably candid time,

The worst of indefatigably gasping and cumbersomely dragged breaths too; get effulgently healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably undefeated time,

The worst of ghastily crucifying and tawdrily infertile sadisms too; get ecstatically healed with the inevitable passing of unstoppably iridescent time,

But the wound of lost love; stabs deeper and more immutably deeper in the corridors of the heart for even an infinite births and deaths after veritable death and with the inevitable passing of unstoppably unfettered time,

Therefore O! Mate; never betray the person whom you Immortally love; never leave the person whom you truly love; never disobey the person whom you unconquerably
love; and if you still dare; then be ready to become a timelessly and tirelessly penalized ghost of lost love.

Ghastly war could only win; countless screams of all those haplessly orphaned children; who hopelesslystared into the desolately maiming open spaces of hell; with the blood soaked bodies of their parents upon their innocuous shoulders,

Treacherous war could only win; countless curses of all those brutally lambasted mothers; who indiscriminately lost their exuberant young sons; to the arrow of carnivorously unforgivable malice,

Sadistic war could only win; countless nightmares of all those inexplicably shivering on the heartlessly obdurate ground; barbarously naked and without the tiniest leaf of humanity to engulf their wailing bones,

Inconsolable war could only win; countless slaps of all those relentlessly searching for their inseparably lost ones; whose even the most infinitesimal whisker wasn’t to be found; under the most tenaciously blazing of sunlight,

Cold-blooded war could only win; countless abuses of all those rendered devastatingly homeless; who now had no other option than to perennially reside upon
graveyards of horrendously charred ash,

Parasitic war could only win; countless tears of all those still uncontrollably oozing priceless blood; even infinite hours after the Sun had celestially set,

Wanton war could only win; countless agonies of all those who were left to salaciously crawl on a single hand and foot for the remainder of their lives;
indefinably mutilated by the cannibalistic swords of dastardly abhorrence,

Hedonistic war could only win; countless impotencies of all those who were left without their sacrosanct beloved’s; and in whom the desire to further procreate
had inevitably died like the last brick of the deadened coffin,

Unsparing war could only win; countless infidelities of all those who’d completely lost faith in every fraternity of living kind; gorily witnessing their loved ones being acrimoniously pulverized like insouciantly deplorable matchsticks,

Satanic war could only win; countless vindications of all those inimitably new born infants; who’d unfortunately seen their mother being ruthlessly slained; felt her blood-soaked skull instead of amiably suckling her breast,

Prejudiced war could only win; countless frustrations of all those whose most gloriously unfettered and victorious future; had now been forever burnt into
flames of inanely decrepit meaninglessness,
Licentious war could only win; countless dumbness of all those perpetually stunned by the impact of the intransigent heartlessness; all those whose voice forever refrained to waft out of their throats; as they saw their own brothers and children being buried alive; right infront of their eyes,

Disastrous war could only win; countless diseases of all those whose every iota of flesh had been tawdrily ripped apart; to remorsefully reveal their profusely pus laden bones,

Imbecile war could only win; countless insecurities of all those who’d lost every ounce of their physical and emotional possession in vibrant life; for whom every
trembling footstep forward; seemed to be like the most massacring valley of death,

Diabolical war could only win; countless blood-drops of all those who lay miserably unattended and inconsolably wounded; for whom there seemed nothing else but a mortuary of despondently never-ending darkness; infront of even the most
ethereal of their senses,

Heinous war could only win; countless sarcasms of all those who were neither a part of it; or all those who never lost any of their loved ones to its tyrannical swirl; but whose tongues still developed a flagrant flavor simply listening to all
delirious atrocities going around,

Deteriorating war could only win; countless idiosyncrasies of all those who were mentally tortured by its whiplashes of apathetic ferociousness; for whom every instant of life had now metamorphosed into the gutters of worthless insanity,

Unceremonious war could only win; countless living-deaths of all those still existing just for the sake of inhaling and exhaling out air; but for whom the entire Universe was nothing but an ominous skeleton of unrelentingly stabbing blackness,

And cowardly war could only win; countless betrayals of all those who once upon a time immortally loved; but now whose every beat had wholesomely metamorphosed
into slandering sinfulness; tirelessly witnessing blood and malice as the only signatures of blessed life.

Snakes slithered harmlessly in lush green terrains of lawns,
swishing their tongues viciously in the autumn breeze,
i stealthily encroached them with nimble feet,
hoisted them in the air, adroitly snapping their venom fangs,
wound them round my neck to relish the tender warmth of reptile garland.

the body of chameleon changed color with surrounding foliage,
its serrations stood erect when tickled by red brick,
as it glared devilishly at innocuous bunch of radiating insects.
i punctured its silhouette with needle arrow,
captured more of its species with meticulous proficiency,
adorned my slender neck with a garlands of dead chameleon.

i evacuated rich oysters from the carribean sea,
pilfered the shells to obtain a plethora of sparkling pearls,
weaved them with ultra thin floss of honey golden,
sprinkling the beads with pungent amounts of rose perfume,
i enveloped my persona with garlands of exquisite glistening pearl stones.

and finally when i engulfed my body in a festoon of her satiny hair,
a celestial fragrance emanating from the natural sheath of black,
my heart underwent uncontrollable convulsions,
finally yielding my entity in complete submission to this
inexplicable garland of love.

Plastic tube of high quality rubber,
crisscrossed like a reptile across vast expanse of lush green lawn,
fitted tightly to tiny apertures of gushing liquid,
sprinkling even sprays of water on irregular protrusions of land,
washing tonnes of dirt from broad leaf skin,
submerging patches of fallow land in wet pools of nutrition,
milking young seedlings with motherly caress,
filling empty mud bowls for the sparrows to bathe,
quenching thirst of scorched travelers passing by,
rendering baked tree branch unsuitable for firewood,
splashing it fiercely with straight missiles of water,
producing fountains of water when compressed subtly by hand,
a portable instrument for conveying gallons of water,
lambasting the soil with rockets of frothy spray,
flooding vacant crevices of land with buckets of minerals,
whitewashing walls of the stone brick house of years of accumulated dust,
enabling flower buds to blossom after few days of application,
smooth bodied exterior comprising a kilometer of length,
with several offshooting nozzles vomiting droplets of water,
having the potential of being used as a sturdy rope,
lying limp amidst the camouflage of entangled grass,
is my decade old and tubular green garden hosepipe