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Accept me for my candid perceptions; the heart that still palpitated more passionately in my chest than the most tumultuous of thunderstorm,
Accept me for my diminutive stature; the unflinching ability with which I could still face the most threatening of disaster,
Accept me for my incongruously bearded cheeks; the crispness in my voice that still had the power to pacify hordes of; overwhelmingly agitated masses,
Accept me for my flurry of profusely lazy habits; the alacrity with which my mind still functioned after midnight,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be.

Accept me for my ugly contoured face; the exorbitant charisma that still flowed uninhibitedly in each of my tear drop,
Accept me for my insurmountably penurious disposition; the richness that still circumvented my conscience which was greater than any living being on this earth,
Accept me for my disastrously broken leg; the Herculean power that still encapsulated my palms; with which I could take on the mantle of this entire
Universe,
Accept me for my disdainfully deafening snoring; the unsurpassable compassion I still generated by indefatigably fantasizing about you all throughout the night,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be.

Accept me for my pathetically fading vision; the unfathomable sense or perception that still reigned supreme; triggering me to see even better than those having complete sight,
Accept me for my inherent virtue of speaking the irrefutable truth; the incomprehensible tenacity I still possessed to face the aftermath of violent death,
Accept me for my unrelenting faith in God; the religion of humanity I still propagated in each continent and free space sprawled over this earth,
Accept me for not bathing scrupulously at the unveiling of ethereal dawn; the holistic purity that still enveloped my mind; body and soul; to make the world a paradise to live,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be.

Accept me for utterly outlandish set of ideals I stringently adhered too; the virtue of benevolence which still reigned stupendously supreme in my animate countenance,
Accept me for defying the conventionally monotonous society; the twin meals of bread and butter I still earned; in order to blissfully suffice me and my adorable family,
Accept me for choosing the road which was the darkest and the most obsolete; the optimistic beams of hope I still conjured; as I emerged out victorious from the tunnel of despair,
Accept me for staring relentlessly towards the carpet of blue sky; the resplendent festoon of stars that I still got on earth; to majestically illuminate its every enchanting night,
Over and above all; accept me for what I was and not what I couldn’t be.

To quench a scorched travelers thirst; all that was required was a tiny well with sparkling water,
The entire ocean with its boundless number of volcanic waves; the infinite assemblage of salty liquid proved to be absolutely useless.

To appease a famished beggars hunger; all that was required was the minuscule little cluster of appetizing cherries,
The entire tree with its innumerable branches; the tons of green foliage protruding out in surplus abundance from towering heights; proved to be absolutely useless.

To construct an impoverished man’s dwelling; all that was required was frugal chunks of earth scattered around the placid pond,
The entire desert with its unfathomable territory of sand; the countless billions of slippery granules impregnated in its heart; proved to be absolutely useless.

To pacify the infants incessant crying; all that was required was the passionate embrace of the holy mother,
The entire armory of traditionally embellished attendants; the toys worth millions of rupees from every part of the continent; proved to be absolutely useless.

To provide rest to a priest having walked unrelentingly since the last 10 days; all that was required a clean slab of stone; with rustic chirping of the sparrows putting him to eternal rest,
The entire palace; adorned with a festoon of ostentatious lights; golden couches sprawling all around; proved to be absolutely useless.

To illuminate the life of a blind man; was just a shoulder he could lean upon; share his inconsolable tale of bizarre distress,
The entire street flooded with brilliant lights; dazzling flames of ferocious fire escalating high towards the sky; to be absolutely useless.

To add a smile to the life of a bird; all that was required was to leave it in free space; where it could soar high and handsome under the blanket of stars and moon,
The entire zoo with silver cages; the contemporary shelter enveloped with chains; proved to be absolutely useless.

To trigger off enormous jubilation in the eyes of the dog; engender its tail to unceasingly wag; all that was required was to place its master in front of his body,
The entire dungeon stashed with biscuits of gold; the colossal pile of shimmering bones lined with meat; proved to be absolutely useless.

To satisfy the last desire of a dying man; with his breath being limited only to a few more seconds; all that was required was his loved ones engulfing him and supporting him from all sides,
The entire reception to felicitate him for his life time achievements; the grandiloquent extravaganza with stringent music blaring in his respect; proved to be absolutely useless.

And to make me live; blissfully exist on the surface of this earth; all that was required was the captivating perception of my omnipotent God; the unprejudiced and revered face of my mother; and the flames of sizzling romance emanating from the body of my beloved,
The entire Universe with its riches; the fascinating and marvelous scenery it had to offer; the flamboyantly sculptured jets transporting me virtually to even the remotest part of the jungles; proved to be absolutely useless.

Abortion. A word that brutally devastates the heart of spell binding imagination; casting a spell of irrevocably endless gloom upon every iota of exhilarating freshness in the atmosphere,

Abortion. A word that is indescribably gory to the most unprecedented limits; dismally silencing priceless life; even before it could take construable roots,

Abortion. A word that profanely imperils god’s most sacrosanct chapter of proliferation; horrifically assassinating the rainbows of profound exuberance in life’s mystical swirl,

Abortion. A word that perpetuates deliriously ghastly abhorrence amongst all
caste; creed and tribe alike; sinfully asphyxiating the mantra of innocuous
existence,

Abortion. A word that indefatigably rots in the aisles of murderously cold-blooded hell; snaps every ounce of Samaritan brotherhood from boundlessly bountiful civilizations,

Abortion. A word that decimates even the most unassailable flag of victory
to dastardly ash; hedonistically rebels against the Omnipresent Almighty Lord; evoking the most angriest moments from emollient heaven,

Abortion. A word that sends vindictively decrepit chills down till the very last bone of the spine; an unforgivable crime for which even the greatest of God’s couldn’t grant you reprieve,

Abortion. A word that treacherously jeopardizes holistically burgeoning sanctity; indiscriminately pulverizes stupendously benign goodness to the infinitesimally worthless devil’s workshop,

Abortion. A word that foments dolorous discontentment since the very first
shimmer of majestically enchanting dawn; metamorphosing every ingredient of
poignantly scarlet blood in the body; to ghoulishly amorphous and heartless
shit,

Abortion. A word that salaciously reverberates with unsolicited prejudice;
baselessly penalizing the fabric of existence; to mollify meaningless idiosyncrasies of pompously tawdry human beings,

Abortion. A word that pronounces intransigently cannibalistic mercilessness;
till the time this earth existed and even beyond,
Abortion. A word that disintegrates into countless fragments of inane worthlessness; diffusing nothing but preposterously unwarranted fear; even amidst the most perpetually deadened of graves,

Abortion. A word that is the most cadaverous of invective upon God’s paradise of wonderfully symbiotic creation; diabolically squelching the essence of compassionately synergistic togetherness into mists of perfidiously vanishing desolation,

Abortion. A word that wretchedly penalizes the freshly evolving for ostensibly no fault of theirs; a mortuary of endless decay and wicked diabolism,

Abortion. A word that swipes the uninhibitedly everlasting freedom to live and breathe; torturing the naturally harmonious body to the most bizarrely unprecedented limits,

Abortion. A word that propagates nothing but a disease more truculently debilitating than atrocious cancer; ruthlessly killing the effulgent spirit of holistic survival,

Abortion. A word that not only sucks blessed blood from organisms alive; but
tirelessly relishes it; smacking its tyrannical lips in unfathomable contentment,

Abortion. A word that just wasn’t there in the dictionary of the God’s; a word so deadly that even the most victimizing of hell’s trembled to harbor in their sinful repertoire,

Abortion. A word that some females succumbed to today; just to maintain the
trim silhouettes of their non-existent stomachs; just to expend more time with the bombastically bawdy high society; just to carve a flamboyantly artificial integrity for themselves in the uxoriously dogmatic professional world; although they very well knew that it would be the greatest sin that they would ever commit not only for this birth; but for an infinite more births of theirs; even after the planet had ceased to exist

To learn the abcd of spell bindingly tangy salt; I went into the heart of ravishingly undulating and frostily untainted; ocean,

To learn the abcd of tantalizing mysteriousness; I strolled through the aisles of the stupendously resplendent and profoundly moonlit; forest,

To learn the abcd of unequivocal uninhibitedness; I stood under the torrentially untamed downpour of pricelessly golden and fantastically untainted; rain,

To learn the abcd of symbiotic simplicity; I went to blissfully admire the magnanimously rejuvenating shadows of the royally invincible and benevolently
burgeoning; tree,

To learn the abcd of exotically entrenching timelessness; I sailed through the bountifully silken and fathomlessly everlasting; sky,

To learn the abcd of celestially jingling happiness; I went to the vivacious canvas of the supremely dexterous and unbelievably handsome; rainbow,

To learn the abcd of peerlessly unflinching invincibility; I went to the brilliantly flamboyant epitome of the indomitably unshakable and insuperably united; mountain of mankind,

To learn the abcd of pristinely innocuous boisterousness; I went to the hives of the raucously swarming and indefatigably buzzing; bees,

To learn the abcd of quintessentially construable English; I punctiliously flipped through the pages of the colossally informative and incredulously eclectic;
dictionary,

To learn the abcd of mellifluously heavenly music; I went to the impeccable nest of the divinely blessed and ubiquitously inimitable; nightingale,

To learn the abcd of astoundingly vivid imitation; I went to the cage of the miraculously sensitive and timelessly ecstatic; parrot,

To learn the abcd of unrestrictedly eternal mischief; I went to the cradle of the blissfully bouncing and perennially suckling; infant,

To learn the abcd of splendidly arcane uncanniness; I went to the den of the regally hissing and poignantly provoked; serpent,

To learn the abcd of supremely reinvigorating freshness; I frequented the perpetual cascade of the emolliently embellished and resplendently rhapsodic; waterfall,

To learn the abcd of blazingly insuperable patriotism; I spent time with the immortally felicitated and fearlessly altruistic; soldier,

To learn the abcd of supremely unhindered compassion; I profusely drowned myself into the selflessly Omnipotent and bountifully heavenly; lap of my revered mother,

To learn the abcd of scientifically revolutionary healing; I went to the beamingly humanitarian and blessedly versatile; doctor,

But in order to learn the abcd of Immortal Love neither did I go anywhere; neither did I browse through the most gigantic of textbooks to sagaciously discern; as the beats from my heart inevitably leapt out in the planet since the very first cry of my
birth; to forever bond with the goddess they already knew since an infinite previous births; to forever be possessed by that goddess till even infinite births even after; this earth ceased to throb and exist.

The conspicuous blood drop of a wounded man,
Can never fill the brim of an eccentric can.
That molecule of indispensable thought,
Has occasionally brought misery; but broth.
When one roams in this dark world of massacre and pain,
He can conquer everything except mercenary gain.
And when comes the real violent flood,
It leaves behind thick greasy blood,
Thoroughly soaking the surface of parched earth,
To give a vindictive human race birth.

A writer without a pen; is like a dog deprived of its magnanimously furry tail,
A writer without a pen; is like the jungle woodpecker without a beak,
A writer without a pen; is like a musician without a melodious voice,
A writer without a pen; is like a cluster of fish deprived of saline water,
A writer without a pen; is like the celestial body of Sun bereft of brilliant rays,
A writer without a pen; is like the colossal persona of blackboard without
colored chalk,
A writer without a pen; is like the desert without astronomical amounts of scorched sand,
A writer without a pen; is like the cow stripped of its angular horn,
A writer without a pen; is like the exquisite sedan divested of aromatic fuel,
A writer without a pen; is like a red ant without its poignant sting,
A writer without a pen; is like a well laid concrete road without congested traffic,
A writer without a pen; is like a bird without its pair of indispensable wings,
A writer without a pen; is like warm quilt without stuffing if wool,
A writer without a pen; is like a grandiloquent chess board without carved pieces,
A writer without a pen; is like a wrestler without bulging muscles,
A writer without a pen; is like a computer without a plethora of programmed chips,
A writer without a pen; is like the scintillating sword without a sharp edge,
A writer without a pen; is like a rustic panther without its vociferous growl,
A writer without a pen; is like an oyster without immaculate pearl,
A writer without a pen; is like the preposterously huge blue whale without teeth,
A writer without a pen; is like black thunderous clouds in the cosmos without pelting rain,
A writer without a pen; is like sticky puddles of glue without adhesive power,
A writer without a pen; is like a bank vault without crisp notes of currency,
A writer without a pen; is like the sacrosanct Bible without umpteenth parables of holy literature,
A writer without a pen; is like man existing on earth without mystical traces of love,
Therefore it is my vehement plea to all writers treading on the soil of this earth,
Lift the contraption of pen and ink in your philanthropic hands,
Voraciously inundate blank sheets of paper; with infinite lines of effusive literature,
Thereby portraying the power of your thoughts; transmitted with great efficacy
by the innocuous pen.

A needle is never soft; pierces the elastic periphery of the bombastically inflated balloon with a thunderous bang,

A tree is never symmetrical; has branches of all dimensions and sizes dangling from its severely corrugated body,

A fire is never cold; sizzles the mockingly cold night with its festoon of hostile of rays,

An ice is never solid; metamorphoses itself at astounding speeds into a stream of cold water when caressed by the slightest of heat,

A rose is never stinking; inundates the barren and profoundly gloomy surrounding with the tantalizing aroma wafting unequivocally from its crimson body,

A bird is never walking for long miles on the ground; leans overwhelmingly on its pair of flamboyant wings to impart it with that delectable flight,

A diamond is never dull; punctures the eyes of even the blind with its glitter and scintillating shine,

A mushroom is never clean; extrudes disdainfully from the jungle with tufts of incorrigible dirt; loose specks of worm and deplorable soil,

A demon is never sweet; devours millions of innocent in the swirl of its insatiable desire which never dies or subsides,

A potbellied tortoise is never fast; crawls painstakingly through the leafy meadows chewing grass; while its counterparts execute several rounds of the finishing line,

A man eater leopard is never vegetarian; has an unrelenting zeal for flesh engulfing him every minute; after once relishing the taste of human blood,

A frog is never beautiful; spending its entire life in boundlessly deep interiors of the sordid well; having its coat enveloped with garbage and obnoxious slime,

A scorpion is never innocuous; ardently awaiting to strike its venomous fangs any minute into impetuously innocent flesh wandering unsuspectingly,

A fired bullet is never harmless; as even though it might miss its intended target; it nevertheless ricochets against impeccable wildlife,

A Kangaroo is never slow; bounces several strides at a time; even while harboring clusters of immaculate babies in its bulging belly,

A cow is never unholy; generates new life in all those who consume its supremely sacrosanct and salubrious milk,

A heart is never silent while it lives; palpitates tumultuously inside the chest; increasing its pace to unsurpassable limits after sighting the love of its life,

A breath is never dry; besieges the atmosphere around with Herculean loads of compassionate fervor; triggers the body every minute to run and live,

A life is never disciplined; replete with ups and downs that encompass an entity unsparingly every second; irrespective of the color he possesses or the religion he believes in,

A mother is never cruel to her child; no matter how much the infant cries and kicks her incessantly with its feet,

And a writer is never unemployed; although he might not go to conventional office from 9 in the morning to an exact 10 in the night; yet the fantasies he evolved impregnated new hope and charm; in millions others who monotonously survived.

When I wasn’t looking at her ravishingly tantalizing hair; the vivaciously marvelous strands of silk on her priceless scalp; that royally swayed with the grandiloquent breeze,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still profusely admired her sacrosanct forehead; the irrefutably indefatigable creases of determination; that euphorically sprawled all over.

When I wasn’t looking at her majestically sculptured forehead; the princely way in which it drifted with the enchantingly satiny winds,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still ecstatically admired her piquantly poignant nose; the stupendous exhilaration that she miraculously generated; with every exotic breath of hers.

When I wasn’t looking at her boisterously pristine nose; the impeccably charming embellishments of bountiful beauty; that it had inherently adorned,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still unfathomably admired her voluptuously tantalizing lips; the infernos of untamed desire that she
triggered; with just a single kiss.

When I wasn’t looking at her incredulously seductive lips; the cloud of relentless fascination that they weaved; on even the most dolorously languid winds of
the atmosphere that they caressed,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still intransigently admired her wonderfully blushing cheeks; the crimson streaks of celestial passion that
they transited into; with just a single run my groping fingers.

When I wasn’t looking at her marvelously aristocratic cheeks; the overwhelmingly scarlet tinges of innocence embedded within; that unequivocally made her the most
beautiful woman on this Universe,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still intractably admired her beautifully immaculate neck; the extraordinarily sensuous wave of imagination that
enveloped her Omniscient grace; from all sides.

When I wasn’t looking at her blissfully ingratiating neck; the magnetically queenly charisma that fabulously wafted; every time she delectably maneuvered it; to the tunes of the ebulliently cascading rain,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still uninhibitedly admired her divinely Omnipotent chest; the unflinching thunderbolts of patriotism in her nimble visage; to wholesomely free her murderously besieged motherland.

When I wasn’t looking at her handsomely exotic chest; the oceans of charismatically unending intrigue that overwhelmingly radiated; from her innocently untainted
countenance,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still irrevocably admired her tantalizingly rhetoric belly; as she compassionately gyrated it till times
immemorial; under the alluringly pearly beams of resplendent moonlight.

When I wasn’t looking at her unsurpassably titillating belly; the unstoppable sparks of vibrant electricity emanating; that profoundly enlightened even the most the remorseful of morbid graves,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still incessantly admired her philanthropically heavenly palms; the unprecedented reservoir of gorgeous destiny
lines encapsulated inside; that formidably evolved every aspect of my impoverished existence.

When I wasn’t looking at her sagaciously candid palms; the fathomless sea of sparkling humanity; that they altruistically disseminated for centuries immemorial;
and every time this earth was born,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still exuberantly admired her scintillatingly Godly feet; the unshakably glittering path of humanitarian
righteousness that they spawned; on every squalid patch of earth they tread.

And when I wasn’t looking at her miraculously ubiquitous feet and any element of her demeanor at all; the astronomical benevolence that diffused magically; in every scented word that she spoke,
Every part of my heart; soul; and conscience; still immortally admired her gloriously Omnipresent reflections of unassailable love; her unconquerable fragrance of mankind; that eternally transpired the entire planet; towards a township of endless beauty; towards a world of united existence.

If a man was born out of a woman’s divinely womb; after tossing; turning and kicking helplessly for 9 agonizingly marathon months; before tasting the first beams of light of the alien world,

If a man suckled life-yielding milk; comfort; and compassion; from the bosom of a woman; in order to perseveringly fortify each of his bone-to face the ghastly wrath of the parasitic planet outside,

If a man wailed in a woman’s eclectically sensitive palms in his times of duress; felt their latent warmth as the most invincible fortress; even as the worst of hell descended on earth,

If a man fervently licked his fingers clean time and again; savoring the most succulently ravishing meals on earth even in his dreams; prepared by the artistically virile woman,

If a man flirted and philandered with a woman in iridescent twilight; in order to grant his veins the most tantalizingly unparalleled exhilaration that ever existed; in order to profoundly realize the glory of his untamed youth,

If a man kissed a woman with every ounce of passion that existed in each ingredient of his blood; in order to perpetually feel the quintessential reason of existence; as two souls royally blended to become one,

If a man took inimitably unflinching pride in introducing a woman as his better-half partner for life; thereby demonstrating his perfect symbiosis with nature and winning the unanimous applause of one and all around,

If a man started to work everyday with reinvigorated vigor to conquer life and its uncanny hardships; thanks to the fearlessly inspiring smile of a woman and the power of faith in her resplendent eyes,

If a man desperately sought a beautiful woman’s face amidst a boundless crowd of other men; to enlighten his otherwise wretchedly remorseful evening with the clouds of effervescent desire,

If a man resorted to the sensuous caress of a magnetic woman-shrugging millions of the currency coin; only to feel the ultimate magic of exhaling in princely desire and unconquerably alive,

If a man desperately shouted the name of the woman who brought him to the world even before he remembered God; at the tiniest attack of the salaciously
crucifying devil,

If a man squeaked worse than an orphaned rat infront of a woman’s door; to forgive him as night fell and he frantically needed a shoulder to cry upon—as the mosquitoes of worldly commercialism chased him down to the last hole,

If a man considered a woman his most eternally unshakable companion; to uninhibitedly blend with his feminist fears and tears; understand his sensitive soul to the hilt-like no-one else could ever comprehend,

If a man needed a woman to trigger an infinite colors and spectrums of desire; in his otherwise robotically routine business night; where all that was otherwise visible was plaintive cigarette smoke; tie; whisky; dubious collapse of stocks; and unbearable strife,

If a man depended on a woman to articulately assemble and sift through his disorganized life; make him feel more responsible in the chapter of existence; as he refreshingly marched forward with a purpose to serve back his own world,

If a man embraced a woman for bondings more immortal than an infinite more physical lives and veritable deaths; totally unfettered as the planet viciously abused him; locked in the arms of her ever-pervading love,

If a man secretly wanted to be fed every morsel of his food by a woman just like in innocuous childhood; in order to forever revel in the love and glory of the very best that life in its most pristinely form; had to ever offer,

If a man wholesomely leaned upon a woman to continue his race and name ahead; intransigently feel that the chapter of life had then eventually revolved a complete circle,

Then why the hell do you call it and rant about it as a ‘mans earth’. For whether you agree or don’t agree it always has been and always would be a womans world.

Every day as you arose at the crackle of mesmerizing dawn; you blossomed
into celestial freshness; wholesomely shirking the hideously monstrous monotony of the previous bedraggled day,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of blissful dawn; you wholeheartedly
smiled the smile of your life; as the Omnipotently golden rays of the Sun smooched you in euphoric entirety,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of enchanting dawn; you became oblivious to the treacherously barbarous tyrannies meted upon you; as even the most infinitesimally inane of your senses completely coalesced with the panoramic mists of mother nature,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of effulgent dawn; you insatiably urged to defecate your miserably asphyxiated bowels; mollify your bereaved stomach with delectably fresh fruit and sparkling water,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of rhapsodic dawn; you devoutly resolved never to repeat your mistakes of the past; astoundingly train every of your delinquent nerve; to perennially surge forward to eternal success,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of bountiful dawn; you profoundly reminisced new memories of your majestically uninhibited childhood; when you cared a damn about this manipulative planet; compassionately suckling in the lap of your heavenly mother,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of victorious dawn; you chalked out
countless distinct strategies to irrefutably vanquish the indiscriminately rampaging devil; inexhaustibly striving for complete freedom of your mind; body and soul,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of poignant dawn; you found the intensity of scarlet blood in your veins more profuse than ever; to holistically survive in times that were good as well as diabolically bad,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of Omniscient dawn; you felt an inexorable fervor to discover encapsulating every cranny of your persona; alleviating you from the most severest of your wanton depression; into the aisles of timeless proliferation,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of emollient dawn; you uninhibitedly danced with passionately enthralling ardor; letting every egregiously trapped staleness of your countenance; freely cascade out as beautifully fragrant sweat,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of philanthropic dawn; you found a boundless array of never-before flavors titillate the buds of your disparagingly emaciated tongue,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of immaculate dawn; you tirelessly danced the whites and blacks of your emphatically crystalline eyes; to the magically unfurling beams of the pristinely whistling atmosphere,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of regale dawn; you flirted with an unfathomable ocean of supreme sensuality; playing hide-n-seek with the evanescently crimson beams of the new-born Sun,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of mystical dawn; you unraveled the mortifying introvert in you to the most unprecedented of your capacity; peerlessly blazing in the untamed ardor of intrepidly unflinching life,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of jingling dawn; you tread your nimble foot more solidly on earth; more and more invincibly embedding your inimitable rudiments on the landscape of the fathomless globe,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of vivacious dawn; you abdicated all
your baseless nervousness; scintillated like a true warrior to defend your maliciously usurped and pricelessly venerated motherland,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of titillating dawn; you felt every pore of your fecklessly limpid skin; intransigently desirous of being mischievously tickled by the winds of miraculously never-ending procreation,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of ecstatic dawn; you felt more closer and closer to your impressions on sacred soil; unrelentingly fantasizing about that moment in which was born your very first ancestor,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of vivid dawn; you obeisantly surrendered even the most diminutive of your breath to the unconquerable illumination of the Sun; letting it weave a whole new chapter of your enrapturing existence,

And still some of you had the guts to say that each new day was fretfully boring; each new day had nothing to offer which revolutionary new; each new day brought you closer to your death; each day was just like and nothing but a pathetic facsimile of
the very previous day!