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Immune to the most sacrilegiously lambasting religion; when every ingredient of my pricelessly symbiotic existence; was being barbarously pulverized to inconspicuous ash,

Immune to the most bizarrely unsparing apocalypses of drought; when there wasn’t even an infinitesimal droplet of water to quench the insatiably aggrandizing thirst in my throat,

Immune to the most thunderously menacing avalanches; when brutally frigid ice froze the last iota of scarlet blood in my veins,

Immune to the most acrimoniously charring afternoon Sun; when every cranny of my countenance unrelentingly trembled to the last bone down my spine,

Immune to the most turbulently usurping seas; when each of my senses felt ghoulishly asphyxiating to the rock bottom of inanely decrepit nothingness,

Immune to the most horrendously stabbing stench; when the dastardly caravans of ghastly gutter stench; had transcended every bit of ebullient goodness in
my synergistically holistic persona,

Immune to the most opprobriously penalizing politics; when the hell of adulteration and corruption; had horrifically maimed me for the remainder of my impoverishedly truncated lifetime,

Immune to the most diabolically roaring lion; when infact he was busy
indiscriminately excoriating every bone of my nimble body; at supremely gay
abandon,

Immune to the most abjectly terrorizing of depression; venomously paralyzing every tangible and intangible nerve of my flaccidly flailing silhouette,

Immune to the most cold-bloodedly beheading war; when there wasn’t the tiniest of roof to compassionately sequester my scalp,

Immune to the most abysmally fetid graveyard of abhorrent lies; when the
parasites of salaciously bludgeoning drudgery overruled every dormitory of my brain,

Immune to the most ignominiously slandering of winds; when the corpses of morbidly wastrel frustration; made each instant of my holistic life worse than the rabidly dying dog,

Immune to the most devastatingly demonic sounds; when the wails of the ghost crucified me till infinite infinity; on the perfidiously cold floor,

Immune to the most invidiously scurrilous of atrocities; when the derogatorily debasing debauchery of the corrupt planet; had rendered me penniless to the last strand of hair on my scalp,

Immune to the most hopelessly destroying pangs of hunger; when I lay disdainfully shriveled and abominably hapless; in the mercilessly livid rathole,

Immune to the most lecherously massacring of swords; when my neck slithered
for countless hours on barren soil; without a trifle of its compassionately counterpart body,

Immune to the most hedonistically unsurpassable of floods; when I didn’t get even a sole second to alight my foot; as unceremoniously besmirched water forever closed the breath in my nostrils,

Immune to the most libidinously haunting betrayal; when even the best of my
comrades; cadaverously blinded every aspect of my philanthropic existence; the instant I turned my back,

But astoundingly sensitive to even the most infidel of her celestial footstep; astoundingly sensitive to even the most evanescently fading of her invincible breath; astoundingly sensitive to even the most nimble flutter of her miraculous eyelashes; astoundingly sensitive to even the most faintest whisper of her Immortal Love; was; am and shall forever be; I

The sky with its tinge of heavenly blue,
The sky which is coherent and true.
The sky so beautiful with its purplish face,
The sky that can conquer the human race.
The sky so sweet at lemonade,
The sky that can bring the earth an adolescent grade.
The sky that helps at the time of drought,
The sky that causes newborn seeds to sprout.
The sky that can bring crackling floods,
Doing so can shed a lot of blood.
The sky black and swollen near the river bank,
Hungry clusters of flower expecting all they can.
The drops of pelting water all hope for,
The sheets of rain showers already gone.
The sky with it protuberant legs stretched,
The sky that can get a house creshed.

Ask my eyes; how much they missed her ingratiatingly mischievous smile,

Ask my nose; how much it missed her stupendously incarcerating and heavenly fragrance,

Ask my lips; how much they missed her voluptuously tangy tears,

Ask my hands; how much they missed her tantalizingly rubicund cheeks,

Ask my soul; how much it missed her majestically grandiloquent shadow,

Ask my hair; how much it missed the satiny caress of her divinely magical palms,

Ask my ears; how much they missed her incredulously melodious and mesmerizing voice,

Ask my brain; how much it missed her everlasting and profusely poignant festoon of memories and fantasies,

Ask my blood; how much it missed her unrelentingly volcanic desire; the infernos of insatiable passion that she ignited; when she was at whisker lengths from my body,

Ask my tongue; how much it missed the insurmountably delectable outlines of
her vivaciously boisterous nape,

Ask my abysmally fading countenance; how much it missed her unprecedented inspiration to propel unflinchingly forward in life,

Ask my signature; how much it missed her unfathomably charming impression; the tinge of her magnanimous authority between each impeccable alphabet,

Ask my bones; how much they missed her mystically intriguing footsteps; the astronomical rejuvenation they imparted to its deteriorating caricature,

Ask my sweat; how much it missed her rhapsodic heat; the flames of unparalleled desire which she evoked with just a single solitary stare,

Ask my stomach; how much it missed her unsurpassably celestial meals; the fathomless myriad of delicacies she prepared within flashes of minuscule seconds,

Ask my beard; how much it missed her euphorically fabulous nails; the astounding rawness with which she trace a trail of seduction through my unruly flesh,
Ask my breath; how much it missed her indomitable ardor to survive; her tenacity to face life; even in the most disastrously acrimonious of times,

Ask my heart; how much it missed her indefatigably throbbing beats; the tumultuous fervor in her pulse; that made me take infinite steps at a time,

And ask my life; how much it missed her immortal love; which was the sole reason that didn’t let me die; even after she today; wasn’t alive.

It made you feel as if you were reborn a countless times out of inane nothingness; as the most unassailably euphoric king of all times and with the reins of your compassion brilliantly harnessing the entire planet,

It made you feel as if the Sun never ever dolefully set; with the astoundingly ameliorating brightness of exuberant life; perpetually prevailing over every nook and cranny of this majestic planet,

It made you feel as if there were fires of untamed passion; profoundly rekindling the surface of lividly limp and frigid water; swirling unfettered towards the highest epitome of fathomless blue sky,

It made you feel as if even the most wee hours of morbid midnight; bountifully chanted the mantra of ever-pervading fertility; replenishing each impoverished nerve of existence with the enchantment of creation galore,

It made you feel as if each denomination of currency and wealth on the globe was trapped in your outstretched palms; whereas there was nothing but maimed devastation to confront till boundless kilometers of your visage; in pragmatic reality,

It made you feel as if even the most aridly acrimonious patches of the desert; bloomed perennially with priceless roses and lilies; and unceasing springs of sparkling water; merrily sprouted from each granule of sweltering sand,

It made you feel as if the very definition of inexplicable misery; had forever been erased from the complexion of this boundless earth; although countless of your kind suffered in the agony of horrendous solitariness; just beside your every stride,

It made you feel as if there was nothing but the religion of humanity conquering everything on planet earth; although innumerable spat hostile blood on your face every minute; thoroughly quagmired with the discrepancies of religion; caste; creed and kind,

It made you feel that there was no significance at all of the word ‘I’ on this motley planet; when infact there was so much to learn and imbibe; from the triumphant goodness lingering in each organisms life,

It made you feel that time had come to an absolute standstill; and the most adorable moments of your childhood and life; came galloping back once again to you; to stay for a countless lifetimes,

It made you feel that irrespective of whether or not you’d achieved even a single stone in your entire lifetime; you still were the richest organism existing; for speaking the truth and just being your very own original impeccable self,

It made you feel the most uncannily inscrutable shivers of adventure; even in the broadest of sweltering daylight; and with the most unscrupulous battalion of cars; traffic and robotically venomous smoke hovering around,

It made you feel as if the form of Omnipotent God could be witnessed on every branch; nook; cranny and pebble on earth; though the irrevocably religious society had confined him only to the constraints of the Church; Monastery; Temple and Mosque,

It made you feel as if each streak of thunderously silver lightening which fell from sky; reborn you for an infinite births and with the most victorious of visage; wherein all it did was to numb you there and then itself to death before your time,

It made you feel as if there was unparalleled sensuality lingering in even the most deadened of corpses; which were nothing but a conglomerate of ghoulishly jinxed bones; fouling in the wretchedly wastrel graveyard,

It made you feel as if the entire world ran on the fingertips of the freshly born child; and it was the sheer power in his Omniscient eyes which could melt any heaven or hell; in fractions of seconds alike,

It made you feel as if the whole planet was nothing but ramifications of compassion; the voluptuous amalgamation of the male and female form; intertwined invincibly in waves of lust; for centuries unprecedented,

It made you feel as if there was nothing beyond your very own breath; as you burnt to a countless tantalizingly excruciating deaths and evolved into a countless forms of benign life; simply in its Omnipotent fire,

O! Yes. That’s exactly how you and an infinite like you felt; whilst for the first time as you fell; fell and undyingly kept falling into the gorge of Immortal Love.

Granules of silver sands drifted into my eye; tormenting them to the threshold of irritation,
Wild draughts of wind blew across my face; almost annihilating all the hair inhabiting my scalp,
Black wisps of clouds hovered disconcertingly close to my persona; circumventing me from all sides,
Scraps of strewn paper; threads of innocuous cotton rose high in the breeze; settled nimbly on my freckled nose,
Frothy waves of the sea struck me with tenacity; diffusing into pearls of ravishing foam,
Gigantic lizards slithered harmlessly on the soil; gallivanting their way upwards into the crevices of the tree,
Rustic leaves of the foliated trees swirled violently; occasionally dropping on the ground with a thud,
Infinite blades of grass got dismantled from their roots; lay massacred in a pathetic heap,
Bountiful amounts of dust adhered to immaculately polished windows; the sparkling exteriors of statues transited to blotted and scarred,
Metallic signboards in the street fluttered turbulently under the midday Sun; belting under pressure,
Fleets of birds in the sky glided ecstatically; without generating effort from their aerodynamic wings,
Scores of rusty iron nails entangled themselves from crevices; rubbed themselves vigorously against sandpaper corrugations of the wall,
The bells in the church chimed incessantly; striking their fangs tenaciously against pallid bronze,
Slender needles of the tower clock revolved haphazardly; displaying
erratic fluctuations of time,
Hordes of mice retreated hastily in their burrows; shriveling to half of their original size,
The potbellied tortoise sunk way beneath into its shell; profoundly contented with its perennial warmth,
Steaming coffee cascaded all over into a rampant spray; as I tried to pour it dexterously from the kettle,
A battalion of fish tried to escape from the boisterous waves of the sea; find some respite from the torrential reverberations of the water,
Tightly fitted contemporary caps were swept like rolling pins from scalps; the crisp demeanor of my office shirt developed a plethora of crease,
I simply relinquished all power to open my eyes; hoist my head towards the sky; and her breath seemed closer to me like never before,
As the wind blew at swashbuckling speeds; inundating the stillness of atmosphere with the euphoria of vibrant adventure.

Get of the shadows of others; in order to find your very own optimistic Sun of unflinchingly peerless and brilliantly unfettered; light,

Get of the palms of others; in order to find your very own unparalleled entrenchment of beautifully inscrutable and timelessly emollient; destiny lines,

Get of the lips of others; in order to find your very own heaven of inimitably resplendent and unbelievably exuberant; smiles,

Get of the eyes of others; in order to find your very own celestial mirror of candidly discerning and triumphantly enlightening; sight,

Get of the footsteps of others; in order to find your very own pathway of unflinchingly unconquerable and timelessly endowing; truth,

Get of the blood of others; in order to find your very own sky of benevolently supreme and wonderfully indomitable; integrity,

Get of the shoulders of others; in order to find your very own fortress of pricelessly inimitable and unsurpassably Herculean; strength,

Get of the soul of others; in order to find your very own river of boundlessly charismatic and endlessly proliferating; artistry,

Get of the fingers of others; in order to find your very own cradle of unshakably miraculous and unceasingly coalescing; friendship,

Get of the tongue of others; in order to find your very own civilization of blazingly unstoppable and altruistically philanthropic; speech,

Get of the brain of others; in order to find your very own meadows of pricelessly ebullient and fathomlessly innovative; fantasy,

Get of the veins of others; in order to find your very own festoon of marvelously virile and unendingly procreating; fertility,

Get of the sleep of others; in order to find your very own garden of panoramically liberated and magically mollifying; sleep,

Get of the eyelashes of others; in order to find your very own hillock of stupendously immaculate and unfathomably unhindered; mischief,

Get of the stomach of others; in order to find your very own scepter of blisteringly majestic and philanthropically unmatched; identity,

Get of the nails of others; in order to find your very own punch of fearlessly gutsy and intrepidly exhilarating; temerity,

Get of the feet of others; in order to find your very own cosmos of righteously obeisant and ever-pervadingly Omnipotent; salvation,

Get of the ears of others; in order to find your very own atmosphere of astutely articulate and symbiotically perspicacious; perception,

Get of the salvia of others; in order to find your very own bud of scrumptiously illuminating and tantalizingly victorious; taste,

Get of the breath of others; in order to find your very own fragrance of indefatigably evolving and uncannily royal; existence,

Get of the conscience of others; in order to find your very own voice of
gloriously everlasting and insuperably Omnipresent; truth,

But forever stay in the hearts of others; immortally bonding with every beat of your compatriots; immortally radiating the essence of unassailably compassionate togetherness; immortally throbbing for even the most infinitesimal speck of benign goodness; immortally existing as a Universe of oneness; as the Lord Almighty
had let you come.

A thousand heads surged forward; whizzing at electric speeds past the assemblage of dense trees,

A thousand mouths heaved a sigh of relief; releasing tones of frustrated spit imprisoned inside,

A thousand fists punched free air; pounded the vibrant space around in unmatched exhilaration,

A thousand eyes glistened in happiness; oozing out tears of unsurpassable joy,

A thousand hearts throbbed thunderously; executing several beats at a time,

A thousand legs kicked gallons of loose mud; probed forward in unrelenting euphoria,

A thousand tongues swished in boisterous fervor; expressing tales of new found adventure,

A thousand lips opened in volatile fury; with exultating sounds of complete triumph reverberating loud and clear through the atmosphere,

A thousand watches ticked astoundingly fast; increasing their pace infinite times more than usual,

A thousand armpits diffused an ocean of sweat; with each droplet trickling down; merrily under the austere and blazing Sun,

A thousand fingers rose animatedly towards the heaven; thanking the Almighty lord in unanimous unison,

A thousand ears sprang up in stupendous arousal; regaining back their ability to trace the most minutest of sound; a thing which had relinquished for the last few minutes,

A thousand shirts suddenly started to flutter passionately; gaining momentum with each slap of vivacious breeze,

A thousand pair of hair stood up erect in alacrity on the scalp; with all the dreariness encompassing them; now disappearing into invisible wisps of oblivion,

A thousand bones commenced to dance in ecstatic jubilation; suddenly retrieving back their energy after long minutes of boring rest,
A thousand veins transported blood faster than the shark; augmenting its supply to the heart; thoroughly charged by the noise of unruly traffic and stridently
clanging horns,

A thousand bellows of smoke escalated ferociously towards the sky; as motion began once again with unprecedented ardor,

A thousand wheels gushed forward in uncontrollable anger and respite; as the accelerator was squeezed incorrigibly to its maximum limit,

And strangely but profoundly true; the reason for all the above pandemonium was an almost inconspicuous movement of the traffic bulb; which had just changed from red to green.

As much as I loved her lips beyond anything else on this mesmerizing Universe; profoundly enthralled by the voluptuous sheen that encapsulated their royal
periphery,
I incessantly prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless them with the tenacity to survive against inexplicable gloom; which I knew was an inevitable impediment at
some stage or the other; of everybody’s vibrantly synergistic life.

As much as I loved her eyes beyond anything else on this boundlessly beautiful Universe; relentlessly staring into their impeccable whites; as she traversed
like a fairy in my barren garden of nothingness,
I indefatigably prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless them with the fortitude to survive against devastatingly crippling tears; which I knew were an
inevitable hindrance at some stage or the other; of everybody’s rhapsodically blooming life.

As much as I loved her hair beyond anything else on this sparklingly colossal Universe; intransigently drowning in their fabulous glory for times immemorial,
I irrevocably prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless them with the resilience to survive against ludicrously withering whiteness; which I knew was an inevitable decay; at some stage or the other; of everybody’s bountifully charismatic life.

As much as I loved her voice beyond anything else on this majestic Universe; profusely blending each step of my impoverished existence with the stupendous magic of her heavenly tunes,
I unfathomably prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless it with the solidarity to survive against ridiculously wavering cacophony; which I knew was an inevitable obstacle at some stage or the other; of everybody’s ecstatically vivacious life.

As much as I loved her cheeks beyond anything else on this gregariously wonderful Universe; compassionately kissing them under the pearly mysticism of milky moon;
till times beyond veritable eternity,
I tirelessly prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless them with the courage to survive against obnoxiously abominable wrinkles; which I knew were an inevitable barricade at some stage or the other; or everybody’s enchantingly blissful life.

As much as I loved her ears beyond anything else on this wonderfully ravishing Universe; suckling heavenly peace from their pricelessly dangling lobes,
I perpetually prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless them with the conviction to survive against mockingly turbid deafness; which I knew was an inevitable hurdle
at some stage or the other; in everybody’s euphorically galloping life.

As much as I loved her stomach beyond anything else on this congenially symbiotic Universe; being captivated in a tantalizing entrenchment of seductive thrill each
time she nimbly swished her divinely countenance,
I perennially prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless it with the ardor to survive against unprecedented pangs of hunger; which I knew was an inevitable blockade at
some stage or the other; in everybody’s celestially blessed life.

As much as I loved her feet beyond anything else on this unsurpassably enigmatic Universe; passionately kissing every mark that they left on bedraggled bits
of soil,
I forever prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless them with the fervor to survive against acrimoniously ghastly thorns; which I knew were an inevitable criminal at some stage or the other; in everybody’s sacredly contented life.

As much as I loved her shadow beyond anything else on this fathomlessly mystical Universe; basking in the inscrutably delectable enigma of her gorgeously alluring reflection,
I incorrigibly prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless it with the resolution to survive against ethereally surreptitious extinction; which I knew was an inevitable culprit at some stage or the other; in everybody’s wonderfully sprouting life.

And as much as I loved her breath beyond anything else on this gigantically poignant Universe; taking birth a countless more times with the incomprehensibly unparalleled life that she exhaled,
I constantly prayed to the Almighty Lord to bless it with the realization to survive against diabolically sinister death; which I knew was an inevitable end at some stage or the other; in everybody’s ubiquitously redolent life.

How does it matter even if there was no shoe on my feet; incongruous nails portrayed a ghoulish and miserable picture of mine?
How does it matter even if there wasn’t a penny in my pocket; the last shelf of my wallet was inundated with nothing else; but pure sand?
As long as she was sitting beside me; the mesmerizing
ensemble of hair tickled my starved lips and cheeks.

How does it matter even if my clothes smelt of pugnacious onion; every corner of the garment I wore was replete with stains of obnoxious oil?
How does it matter even if the only scent that emanated from my body was one of dry sweat; the only pillow I had was that composed of truck tyre rubber?
As long as she was sitting beside me; whispering enchanting secrets of her childhood mystically into my ear.

How does it matter even if the watch I wore on my wrists didn’t function; there was cowdung coated on my palms instead of the lines of my destiny?
How does it matter even if the tunnels of my eardrum were filled with chunks of loose mud; and I turned a deaf to the voice of the world?
As long as she was sitting beside me; flirtatiously pinching my nose; telling me that I was beautiful.

How does it matter even if the first two teeth of my jaws were broken in a fight; fathomless granules of pertinent dandruff grew mercilessly in my scalp?
How does it matter even if my speech faltered every instant; with my abashing inability to please anybody in the first instant?
As long as she was sitting beside me; drowning me wholesomely into the ocean of fiery passion circulating wildly in her eyes,

How does it matter even if I didn’t roam about in bombastic cars; hadn’t the capacity to buy even a tricycle with rusty wheels?
How does it matter even if I was gruesomely uncivilized in my actions; not being able to eat with an array of glistening spoon and fork?
As long as she was sitting beside me; entwining her fingers in mine to support me wherever I went.

How does it matter even if I hadn’t a roof to live under; kept gazing at the sky for hours immemorial?
How does it matter even if I had no soap to bathe my skin; splashed water on my skin swimming with the fish instead?
As long as she was sitting beside me; making me laugh uncontrollably with her innocuous gestures and the mischievous cadence in her voice.

And how does it matter even if I was the poorest man of this earth; with the Creator blessing everybody else except me with mountains of gold and silver?
And you tell me how does it matter even if I had nobody to believe me; people shunting away from me wherever I put my foot on this soil?
As long as she was sitting beside me; blending her breath entirely with mine; taking an oath to spend infinite more lives with me together.

I might be currently in hapless shreds; without even the most diminutive coin of currency in my inconspicuously bedraggled pockets,
But as long as I had the jewel of priceless hope in my soul; I reserved the insurmountable tenacity to metamorphose every iota of pain into a paradise of unfettered happiness; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of
the Omnipotent Lord Almighty.

I might be currently begging discordantly on the stony streets; without even a strand of infinitesimal saliva to mellifluously tingle my bereaved throat,
But as long as I had the Sun of optimistic hope in my soul; I reserved the indomitable power to overtopple even the most mightiest of cannibalistic parasites; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the bountiful Lord Almighty.

I might be currently feeding myself on frigid shit from the dustbin cover; without a feather of integrity of my own; as the world relentlessly lambasted my timidly trembling skin,
But as long as I had the star of resplendent hope in my soul; I reserved the Herculean prowess of soaring to the ultimate pinnacles of blazing success; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the inimitable Lord Almighty.

I might be currently exhaling each breath of mine in the traumatically beleaguered gutter pipe; without even the most mercurial strength left in my miserably bloodstained lips; to wholeheartedly smile,
But as long as I had the flower of fragrant hope in my soul; I reserved the invincible dexterity to spawn into a sky of unfathomably exhilarating newness; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the Omnipresent Lord Almighty.

I might be currently staring meaninglessly into orphaned patches of azure sky; without a single roof over my head; to sequester me from acrimoniously truculent storm and rain,
But as long as I had the sea of tangy hope in my soul; I reserved the uncanny mysticism to timelessly charm even the most lugubriously livid particle of the atmosphere; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the unassailable Lord Almighty.

I might be currently yawning in supremely fretful nonchalance; without the slightest of cynosure and glitterati; and with the most venomously lethal mosquitoes hovering around my hopelessly deserted skin,
But as long as I had the garland of ingratiating hope in my soul; I reserved the profound exuberance to convert even the most bizarrely impossible into the sky of impregnable success; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of
the Omniscient Lord Almighty.

I might be currently emaciating with a zillion thorns of brutal dishonesty being treacherously plundered into my intestines; and without the minutest trace of
dawn in my every unforgivingly imprisoning night,
But as long as I had the rainbow of pristine hope in my soul; I reserved the untamed ebullience to bare-footedly adventure into the most fathomless crannies of this enchanting Universe; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the ever- pervading Lord Almighty.

I might be currently unemployed at all quarters; without the empathy of a single organism on this boundlessly enamoring Universe,
But as long as I had the spirit of sacred hope in my soul; I reserved the infallible energy to blaze into an infinite philanthropically enlightening tomorrows; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of the miraculous Lord
Almighty.

And I might be currently devastated and torturously ripped apart in every aspect of my life; without any ingredient of this Universe getting stirred by the unstoppable beating of my impoverished heart,
But as long as I had the fortress of perpetual hope in my soul; I reserved the uninhibited magnetism to fall into the oceans of immortally gratifying love; as my inevitably destined moment wholeheartedly descended from the lap of unchallengeable Lord Almighty.