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In your immaculately spell binding eyes; I found an astronomical ocean of Omnipotent light; maneuvering my every dwindling footstep towards the
untamed fireballs of prosperity,

In your celestially rubicund palms; I found my impoverished destiny bloom past the corridors of eternity; spawning into a wholesomely new chapter of fabulous creation,

In your poignantly crimson and holistic blood; I found the impregnably overwhelming tenacity; to stand unflinchingly against the most acrimoniously
treacherous attacks,

In your ingratiatingly sacrosanct voice; I found the rudiments of the most enthralling existence; blending my soul with ubiquitously perpetual elements of irrefutable truth and peace,

In your invincibly supreme shadow; I found a perennial river of ecstatic enchantment to lead life beyond my times; embrace one and all in the royal religion of humanity; alike,

In your stupendously profound footprints; I found a tornado of passionate nostalgia; reminiscing all those priceless moments of fantastic life; that had blissful kept me alive,

In your wonderfully intriguing mind; I found a divinely solution to relinquish all indiscriminately uncouth killing; a messiah to keep the fathomless planet harmoniously bonded; and bountifully breathing,

In your magnanimously benign shoulders; I found an uninhibitedly compassionate comfort; which even the most opulently embellished contraption on this earth;
miserably dithered to provide,

In your incredulously mesmerizing signature; I found the ultimate stamp of flamboyant authority; an everlasting longing to philanthropically succeed; irrespective of the unfathomable juggernaut of impediments that dared crumble me in my way,

In your incomprehensibly godly womb; I found the most majestic proliferation of Almighty’s colossal evolution; as I worshipped it indefatigably for decades immemorial,

In your impeccably cascading eyelashes; I found the most innocently heavenly charisma on this boundlessly gregarious Universe; coalescing myself for infinite
more births yet to unveil; in an impregnable entrenchment of truth; non-violence and unbelievable calm,

In your innocuously alluring earlobes; I found all the Omnipresent sound of this fathomlessly overpowering earth; as I radiated like an ebullient fairy; in the mystically poignant aura of its irrefutable reverberations,

In your miraculously rejuvenating stride; I found the unimaginably resilient fervor to flamboyantly surge forward in life; fight till my last iota of breath; to free my motherland from the dungeons of lecherously manipulative captivity,

In your beautifully slender fingers; I found marvelously fulminating artistry; an incessant reservoir of solidarity to bless all those horrendously deprived; with the Omniscient powers of the divine,

In your benevolently unfettered smile; I found all unsurpassable richness of heaven in my penurious lifetime; a tumultuous transpiration to solely listen to the innermost voices of my conscience; and yet prudently survive,

In your piquantly protruding nose; I found unequivocally egalitarian philosophies leading to the path of unconquerable righteousness; an unprecedented ardor to forever blossom in; vibrant life,

In your integrally rhapsodic ideals; I found an unchallengable conviction to patriotically sequester all devastatingly tottering mankind; rise above my graves to the tiniest insinuation of my comrades in insidious pain,

In your passionately fragrant breath; I found an unending volcano of euphorically sprouting life; a perpetual desire to exist in glorious symbiosis; with countless more
of my diminutive kind,

In your immortally unparalleled heartbeats; I found the love that I had always insatiably desired; the wholesomely compassionate beams of comfort that kept
every despicably wandering organism; kingly and alive,

But it was only in your gorgeously sacerdotal lap O! divine mother; that I found all the happiness of my disastrously staggering life; perennially basking in the aisles of fresh birth once again; rejoicing forever and ever and ever; the first cry of
my beautifully gifted life.

Those days were golden when I was a kid,
deprived of all responsibility,
divested of the urge to earn, run for fodder,
slept all night in cozy delights of my quilt,
to be woken up by the first rays of dawn,
shrill ringing bell of the portable clock,
brief shower with tap water, clad in cream uniform,
greeted by the welcome aroma of mud brown coffee,
ravishing crumbs of bread submerged in jam,
a quick glimpse at unfinished assignments,
vigorous coats of polish activating shoe shine,
meticulous combing of ruffled slept hair,
carefree manipulation of things to be purchased,
hasty packaging of school artillery in leather bag,
animated deliberation with my mother on study hours,
I now marched at fast pace towards the bus stop.

The wind was chilly, sunlight had a role of guest
appearance,
leafy tree foliage camouflaged the road,
droplets of salt water blew from the violent sea,
exuberant birds soared high in the clouds,
lazy yawns echoed through, long van interiors,
occasional clatter of ticket punch pads,
the glass paned bus finally switched routes,
heading towards suburban areas of walled city,
braked to a halt abreast my majestic school building,
the electric school bell was ringing, catholic prayers
had just begun,
as I galloped with my friends, to my compact class room,
now engulfed profoundly with full morning Sunlight.

The most priceless thing that the clouds in fathomlessly crimson sky could ever refer you to; was tantalizing globules of golden rain,

The most priceless thing that sweltering sands of the desert could ever refer you to; was acrimonious tornadoes of painstakingly persevering heat,

The most priceless thing that the unfathomably voluptuous blades of grass could ever refer you to; was an enchantingly everlasting carpet of silken dewdrops,

The most priceless thing that the bountifully rustling leaves could ever refer you to; was unrelenting entrenchments of euphorically exotic breeze,

The most priceless thing that the indomitably scintillating mountain peaks could ever refer you to; was the Omnipotently ferocious blaze of the majestic Sun,

The most priceless thing that the inscrutably untamed forests could ever refer you to; was the profoundly regale crest; of the thunderously poignant lion,

The most priceless thing that the insurmountably choppy ocean could ever refer you to; was a profusely tangy waterfall; of spell bindingly rejuvenating salt,

The most priceless thing that the flame of sparkling truth could ever refer you to; was the unassailably grandiloquent religion of mankind,

The most priceless thing that the seductively titillating rose could ever refer you to; was a relentless fountain of stupendously endowing scent,

The most priceless thing that the fascinatingly pristine oyster could ever refer you to; was a gloriously delectable whirlpool of resplendently mesmerizing pearls,

The most priceless thing that the disdainfully impoverished beggar could ever refer you to; was indispensable morsels of divinely appetizing food,

The most priceless thing that the marvelously iridescent rainbow could ever refer you to; was the emphatically boisterous spirit of supremely astounding vivaciousness,

The most priceless thing that the penuriously orphaned could ever refer you to; was the compassionately sequestering walls of the harmoniously placating dwelling,

The most priceless thing that the silver droplets of redolent sweat could ever refer you to; was unendingly persevering timelessness,

The most priceless thing that the charismatically sensuous lips could ever refer you to; was an incredulously gregarious sky of fabulously fantastic smiles,

The most priceless thing that the indefatigable patriots could ever refer you to; was the flag of unconquerably magnificent; and triumphantly blazing victory,

The most priceless thing that the fleet footed squirrel could ever refer you to; was an insatiably unbelievable river of ebullient frolic,

The most priceless thing that the marvelously rubicund nostrils could ever refer you to; was intransigently passionate maelstroms of reinvigoratingly tingling breath,

And the most priceless thing that the perpetually bountiful heart could ever refer you to; was an immortally royal Universe of impregnable love; love and only celestial love.

Redder than the reddest of rose was your ecstatically silken shadow; sensuously engulfed under the unparalleled flaming rays of Sun—as you gleefully scampered up the mystically barren cliff,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your voluptuously scarlet lips; profusely coated with mischievous shades of dancing scarlet; as you painstakingly devoured each ounce of the betel leaf; bit by tantalizing bit,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your bountifully robust palms; as you grazed them uninhibitedly against every strand that spawned from soil; in your unceasing gestures of embracing all exhilaration on the planet,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your dainty forehead; as you passionately knelt it for several hours against plaintive floor; in your invincible obeisance to the Omnipotent Almighty Lord,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your daintily gratifying feet; as you jubilantly dug them in and out of chunks of rustic mud; that was compassionately heavenly after the first thundershowers this season,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your seductively undefeated cheeks; as you blushed more naively than the first rays of dawn; perceiving the prince charming of your blissful life with surreal stars in your eyes,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your nectar laden fingers; as you weaved them more zealously than ever before in oceans of myriad color; suddenly illuminating white canvas with the boundless enigmas of your soul,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your perpetually benign blood; which graciously embraced the religion of humanity at every step you tread; in each of its unflinchingly everlasting ingredient,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your ebulliently shimmering nails; as you inexhaustibly gnawed at them in a child like innocence; whilst pondering over the infinite unsolved mysteries of this fathomless Universe,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your astoundingly curious ears; instantaneously rising to the hilt of heaven to the tiniest of appreciation and then burying themselves under countless feet of soil—at sarcasm as it humanely came,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your affably poignant bosom; heaving and falling like the pristine ebbs and tides of the great majestic sea; as each current of the eclectically fickle wind caressed it with new-found electricity,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your regally titillating eyelashes; as you let them unabashedly absorb the most fervent streaks of lightening as well as nimble sunset; with indescribable stunning panache,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your royally galloping legs; as you ran far beyond the horizons of sunset to shake hands with the utterly unknown; pumping raw exhilaration at every step that you dared tread,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your implacably nubile skin; metamorphosing into a fantastic crimson with each scorching draught of the summer wind and as the freezing breeze of winter bit in with all its fury,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your artistically charmed nose; as you nuzzled it across every gregarious tree stalk in vicinity; exploring your rudiments of a countless inscrutable lifetimes,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your ravishingly swaying hair; cascading till well below your hips in an inimitable glory of their own; resembling a simmering ravine of half-baked emotions as the rainbow appeared in the sky,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your magically mollifying nape; as you rolled on a bed of natural thorns time and again to explore your whacky side; with the moonless night as your sole savior,

Redder than the reddest of rose was your eternally sacrosanct womb; which had the power of to start the process of all blessedly rubicund creation; with the orders of the Omniscient Allmighty Lord,

Therefore who needs an incoherently lifeless rose to celebrate ‘Valentines Day’-Instead; every beautiful soul out there on the planet-redder than the reddest of rose; will you be my companion for life and beyond-this Valentine.

Wrinkled folds of elephant skin were painted golden yellow,
ivory tusks were encircled with ornate black,
sturdy teak wood seat was strapped to its body,
large fringe of hair grew on slender tail,
the elongated trunk had several corrugations,
scalp was abraded by uprooting tall tree structures,
the pachyderm marched through the wilderness,
crushing an armoury of shrub, dismantling bird house with caressing trunk,
bellowed exuberantly as the sky turned crimson,
added leaps to its stride with torrential rain,
carried passengers at towering heights from the ground,
bathed in gushing currents of the mountain river,
splashing rockets of solvent on the surrounding flamingo’s,
drenching itself with icy spray of spring water.

there was a fleet of ants residing in cocoons of soil,
bustling with feverish activity,
transporting milligram amounts of food grain,
for relishing meals all throughout the day.
the African beast trampled their den,
disrupting the harmony of their united network,
killing them in colossal numbers, sped haughtily for a good nights sleep.
the ants wanted to teach him a lesson,
caught up with him, clung to his tail, foot,
occupied vantage points on his body,
finally inserting their venom stings on the hard skinned mammal,
causing him to collapse in a heap, displaying the supreme might of red ant power.

It imparted an incredulously tangy taste to my tongue; embedding its flavor in the remotest corners of my mouth,
Made irrefutably sure that I emanated a ravishing aroma all day; without the
tyranny of brushing my garden of pointed teeth.

It engendered me to produce loads of saliva; spitting it intermittently on concrete pavements,
Changed the complexion of my voice from a rustically hoarse and sonorous; to
one which was sweet American slang.

It served as an excellent alternative to passing time; as I painstakingly rolled it behind my lips,
Molding it into a plethora of shapes before eventually gulping it; occasionally protruding some part of it in the outside air.

It had the ability to incorrigibly stick to strands of my hair; unceremoniously sticking between the silken follicles,
Resisting all attempts to come out when I plucked; with the only option remaining was mercilessly tonsuring my scalp with a barbaric razor.

It fomented an incessant flow of tingling sensations in my persona; producing a host of slurping noises as I talked,
Impregnated my body with a feeling of perpetual contentment; reigning supreme over all other existing taste.

It intractably blended with my intestines when I inadvertently swallowed it; resting peacefully like a parasitic leech,
And despite frantic attempts on my part to drive it out; didn’t extrude as I expurgated my bowels.

It proved to be an indispensable commodity while in business meetings; easing
tumultuous tension from my nerve-racked mind,
Helping me divert my attention sporadically; envisage and chalk new policies with loads of innovative precision.

It caused me to slip when adhering to the rough floor; losing my balance awkwardly as I unconsciously tread on,
Although I didn’t rebuke or castigate it vehemently; as I found myself lying on the celestial feet of my sweetheart.

It impregnated a chirpy aura to my demeanor; making me superficially perceive
years beyond my age,
And the best thing about it was that it formed a gigantic bubble when I dexterously inflated it; blowing slim draughts of air trapped in my chest,
As it snapped with a thunderous bang into multiple fragments; which was all
that was now left of my rectangular bar of chewing gum.

Lets visit all areas disastrously decimated; try and bring a smile to those lips swollen with inexplicable pain,

Lets extricate injured bodies from beneath the debris; transport them at swashbuckling speeds to the nearest hospital,

Lets evacuate all that mangled junk sprawled on the streets; dump it at a place where none can sight it,

Lets sit around people sobbing with uncontrolled hysteria; wipe the tears trickling down their cheeks with omnipotent words of consolation,

Lets search our dwellings voraciously for indispensable amenities; distribute them chivalrously amongst those shivering in the inclement cold,

Lets audaciously clamber up shattered edifices; help people retrieve their precious and lifetime belongings,

Lets construct mammoth tarpaulin tents; to sequester people who fear to venture back into their abode,

Lets sing melodious tunes which resolutely permeate the atmosphere; portraying
the insatiable urge to survive,

Lets lift all those orphaned on our shoulders; try our best to emulate their slain parents,

Lets philander on the dilapidated lanes carrying gargantuan bundles of immaculate bandage; scrupulously wind the same on people with fresh wounds,

Lets assist the police in tracing those deplorable builders; charge them with
the highest treason for swindling innocuous people,

Lets curtail rumor mills from escalating high; prevent all possible pandemonium resulting as a baseless aftermath,

Lets provide fortification to substantially weakened structures; meticulously
ensuring they get reinforced with the highest pedigree of cement,

Lets take aerial snaps of the towns annihilated; emboss the same in newspapers; for the world to get a glimpse of the unfathomable tragedy,

Lets converse for marathon hours with the survivors; try our best to comprehend their concerns and requirements,

Lets intensely communicate on behalf of those bereaved; make indefatigable
attempts to locate their siblings overseas,

Lets pay equal attention to scores of animals maimed; try and mitigate their
suffering by adeptly dressing their wounds,

Lets carry pails of fresh water in all those colonies; wholesomely obfuscated
from the outside world,

Lets educate the people more vociferously; about the earthquake and its possible ramifications,

Lets procure tones of stringent chlorine tablets from the government; allot them benevolently to try and impede infection from circulating,

Lets donate blood traversing through our veins; giving it to those who haven’t
enough of it left in their shriveled bodies,

Lets chisel out ways and magnanimous means to employ millions; who have been
divested of their jobs and homes,

Lets adopt all those wailing infants; who were found incarcerated in the arms of their dead mothers,

Lets stand tall and unflinching in this hour of insurmountable crisis; assist the people all round the globe; as well as those surviving to; rebuild a new Gujarat

She was 100 years old; yet the blood that flowed through her intricate veins; insatiably yearned to a frolic like a teenaged damsel; once again,

She was 100 years old; yet the expressions on her shriveled chin; could captivate even the most remotely alien; in a spell of exotically never ending enchantment,

She was 100 years old; yet the impeccable whites of her fading eyes; unraveled a tale of poignant nostalgia; and resplendently unprecedented charm,

She was 100 years old; yet the melody in her bountifully wavering voice; unsurpassably enshrouded traumatized hearts; with perennially rhapsodic happiness,

She was 100 years old; yet the emphatically embossed lines on her palm; celestially depicted a tale of sheer majesty to; bloomingly unfurl,

She was 100 years old; yet the tenacity in her diminutively feeble footsteps; was enough to face the acrimoniously advancing army; beautifully singlehanded,

She was 100 years old; yet the magical smile on her divinely lips; still enlightened countless paths besieged with murderously barbaric gloom; with rays of unprecedented euphoria,

She was 100 years old; yet the astounding enigma in the lines of her forehead; spoke fathomless volumes of an angel; gallivanting in unfathomable
entrenchments of untamed desire,

She was 100 years old; yet the determination in her fragile bones; was irrefutably enough; to survive for a countless more births yet to poignantly unveil,

She was 100 years old; yet the ecstasy in her nascently subdued taste buds; was overwhelming enough; to taste the most appetizing morsels of eclectically titillating food,

She was 100 years old; yet the desires in her majestic soul; were a philanthropic ocean; to ubiquitously unite and serve all; mankind,

She was 100 years old; yet the impregnable ardor of her ideals; was a miraculous rainbow of optimistic hope; Herculean strength; and an everlasting will to bless all humanity,

She was 100 years old; yet the astounding titillation of her shadow; was still as luminescent as that of a freshly born immaculate infant,
She was 100 years old; yet the overpowering effulgence that tinkled as she walked; was a garden of blissfully tranquil and exotically fragrant enchantment,

She was 100 years old; yet the impressions of her heavenly feet; were a cloud
of perpetually endowing happiness,

She was 100 years old; yet the symbiotic synergy that crawled through even the most infinitesimal iota of her compassionate demeanor; was an ocean of unprecedented enthrallment; and silken charm,

She was 100 years old; yet the Omnipotent artistry in her trembling fingers; was a landscape of incredulously panoramic versatility; and ebullient color,

She was 100 years old; yet the fire in her sacrosanct breath; the unparalleled ardor in her fulminating heart; was an unconquerable fortress; of an infinite more redolent lives,
And she was 100 years old; yet the immortal love in her heart was just the same when our eyes had first met; as she unassailably took birth as my lover once again; even after she had abdicated her last puff of vital breath.

A part of me in monotonous realms of satanic office; capsizing upon my share of bread; to sustain on the trajectory of this gigantic planet,

A part of me on the tantalizing seaside; profoundly relishing the tanginess of the mighty ocean; which tingled me beyond the corridors of untamed control,

A part of me in the mesmerizing garden; profusely drowned in the scent of
the overwhelmingly seductive rose,

A part of me in the morbid graveyard; sadly mourning and reminiscing all those close to me; now no longer a reality in this world,

A part of me on the ergonomic dining table; savoring indispensable morsels of food; to keep me holistically running and alive,

A part of me on the evanescent horizons; frenziedly salvaging fortification to blissfully pass the menacingly treacherous night,

A part of me in the sacrosanct lap of my mother; reliving the poignant memories of impeccable childhood,

A part of me unsurpassably engrossed in bulky study books; endeavouring my best to achieve the most unprecedented in the career of my choice,

A part of me dancing vivaciously in the forests; playing hide and seek; amidst the rustling of voluptuous leaves; the silken beams of milky moonshine,

A part of me rebelling unrelentingly against traitors infiltrating my motherland; combating them with the sword of irrefutable righteousness,

A part of me gallivanting flirtatiously through the hills; philandering till times beyond eternity; until I stumbled upon the romance of my life,

A part of me persevering under whole hearted rays of the acrimonious summer; deluged in a blanket of golden perspiration; as I slogged without the
most inconspicuous of reprieve,

A part of me swimming ardently in the salty ocean; romanticizing and titillating in the majestically royal splendor of enchanting life,

A part of me with my dynamically flamboyant father; zealously aiming always to be infinite steps above the very best,
A part of me perched on the revered knees of my grandparents; fervently listening to their unfathomable myriad of adventures in real life,

A part of me astoundingly baffled by the vagaries of this uncouth society; unable to comprehend why fellow beings of human fraternity; considered themselves above divine godhead,

A part of me humming an insurmountable battalion of spiffy tunes; to rekindle my pathetically diminishing spice in life,

A part of me indulged into disdainfully forced manipulation in order to survive; articulately maneuvering my way into the spurious treasury of power tycoons,

A part of me writing boundless lines of mystical poetry; letting my scarlet veins erupt into tumultuously rhapsodic delight,

A part of me blissfully asleep; dreaming and bouncing ebulliently in a land more enthralling than fabulous paradise,

A part of me in celestial heavens; blossoming each instant into a fountain of unconquerable happiness; bestowed upon me by the Omnipotent Lord,

A part of me in diabolically savage hell; being whipped for my plethora of misdeeds; by the heinously vicious breath of the devil,

A part of me on the sizzling Sun; admiring the incomprehensible beauty of this earth; in the most candidly vivid of its perspective,

A part of me in the dungeons of doomsday; sulking and fretting; overpowered by tornados of despairing hopelessness,

But all of me; my mind; my body; my soul; incarcerated in the passionately thundering beats of your heart; not only for this lifetime; but even after I had quit
it prematurely; to be reborn only as your lover; forever and ever and ever.

Concentration gives you the power to dynamically leap forward; solve the most inexplicable enigma of monotonous life,

Frustration renders you with an utter helplessness; which you find difficult to shrug off despite the most Herculean of your attempts to fight against time,

Sedation makes you blissfully sleep and insurmountably fantasize; making you overwhelmingly oblivious to the most stringent of your surroundings; the instant you
awoke,

Imagination gives you the stupendous virtue to be prudent; perceive the most hideously evil situation; well ahead of the unfurling decade,

Innovation bestows you with a sense of wholehearted accomplishment; an insatiable urge to exist with waves of ingenious imagery perpetually perpetrating your persona,

Fascination gives you the prowess to feel incomprehensibly celestial; amuse yourself each moment to soar high and abreast with the silken cocoon of blue clouds,

Consternation leaves you open mouthed in unsurpassable disbelief; evacuating the last ounce of wind which circulated rampantly round your robust body,

Tension renders you with dolorously morbid sorrow; ruthlessly assassinating boundless movements of your present day and fathomless minutes of every sweltering night,

Exultation engenders you to bounce euphorically towards the blazing Sun; glistening globules of sheer ecstasy dribbling rhapsodically down your cheeks,

Indentation leaves you with a flurry of ungainly scars; inconspicuously disrupts the heavenly contours of your majestic countenance,

Desperation gives you countless reasons to die; end your tranquil breath by plunging into an island of inevitably sinking sand,

Infection renders you with a lingering sickness; an obnoxiously gruesome taste in your mouth that shatters your delectable premonitions of a harmonious existence,

Inception gifts you the tenacity to conceive higher than the beyond; euphorically enjoy the sweet fruits of creation to the most unprecedented limits,

Emancipation imparts you with a saintly solitude; along with a perennial rest to
your manipulatively swirling mind,

Perspiration triggers in you an unfathomable compassion; the inexorably gratifying satisfaction to relish at the end of the valiantly hard fought day,

Expectation leaves you with unwanted anxiety; a relentless craving for witnessing the ultimate unleash right before your emphatic eyes,

Electrocution freezes you in your very roots; satanically annihilating the minutest trace of breath encapsulating your oligarchic demeanor,

Abortion penalizes you to the most supreme degree; slapping your visage mercilessly for exonerating God’s most precious gift to mankind,

Illumination leads you to the realms of ebulliently optimistic hope; dauntingly wading past of sea of diabolical despair; into the doorstep of a vivaciously vibrant tomorrow,

Condemnation leads to suicidal tendencies which pertinently circulate in your mind; an hopeless future which has no happy horizons at all,

Opposition renders your soul with a sense of hearty contentment; immensely fortifying faith in your own set of resilient ideals,

Deception leads you with a place nowhere to run on this boundless planet; getting brutally incarcerated in the end in your trap of irrevocable lies,

Affection grants you with supremely undeniable happiness; the desire to live for your benevolently breathing fellow beings,

And Realization makes you greater than the Divine; granting you with the irrefutable power to metamorphose all your treacherously sinful past into a mesmerizing festoon of infinite more positive tomorrow’s.