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The eyes didn’t need to be taught how to wink; flirtatiously entice even the most obsoletely alien of entities; in their voluptuously seductive swirl,

The lips didn’t need to be taught how to smile; unfurl into an unfathomable gorge of ecstasy; amiably bonding with one and all on this planet; ravishingly alike,

The veins didn’t need to be taught how to disseminate blood; triumph in the aisles of timelessly ardent desire; fantastically embracing all entities on this colossal planet; in the religion of benign humanity,

The ears didn’t need to be taught how to hear; euphorically assimilate all vibrantly untamed ebullience in the melodious atmosphere; in the delectable hollow of their drum; and for centuries immemorial,

The feet didn’t need to be taught how to walk; victoriously surge forward with the winds of vacillating time; indefatigably transpiring countless organisms to keep celestially progressing till the very end of their time,

The cheeks didn’t need to be taught how to blush; enamoringly bequeath upon a legacy of eternally unending compassion; as the fireball of Sun gloriously faded
down the resplendent horizons,

The hands didn’t need to be taught how to intertwine; form impregnably everlasting friendships; bountifully enlightening the sordid ambience with the winds of philanthropic togetherness,

The tongue didn’t need to be taught how to emanate sound; deluge the preposterously grave morbidity around; with vividly unparalleled boisterousness,

The shadows didn’t need to be taught how to mysticize; unveil into an unsurpassable sea of enigma; as each instant sped into a wholesomely gratifying minute,

The stomach didn’t need to be taught how to digest; synergistically imbibe all tantalizingly robust morsels of food; and then expurgate all invidiousness at the first light of exotically evanescent dawn,

The neck didn’t need to be taught how to turn; handsomely absorb the insurmountably panoramic beauty of this fragrant Universe; drifting in countless
surreal directions; one at a time,

The eyelashes didn’t need to be taught how to seduce; marvelously titillate even the most obfuscatedly alien of personalities; in their stupendously ingratiating
reflection,

The conscience didn’t need to be taught how to be truthful; tirelessly march on the paths of irrefutably unconquerable righteousness; even as diabolical hurricanes of hell pelted left; right and center on the periphery of this gargantuan planet,

The throat didn’t need to be taught how to gulp; innocuously guzzle the melodiously convivial elixir of existence; for boundless more births yet to come,

The chin didn’t need to be taught how to twinkle; iridescently fulminate into cisterns of untamed innocence; everytime it was tickled by the arms of overwhelmingly uncontrollable care,

The armpits didn’t need to be taught how to sweat; aristocratically exude rivers of golden perspiration; regally bond with the holistic mantra of persevering survival; as long as the Omnipotent lord wanted them to be,

The mouth didn’t need to be taught how to yawn; immaculately expressing that the opprobriously penalizing fatigue of the body; needed to be substituted by divinely rest,

The nostrils didn’t need to be taught how to breathe; perennially exhale and inhale Oligarchic carpets of spell bindingly Omnipresent air; symbiotically bond with all caste; creed; religion and tribe; unassailably and alike,

And the heart didn’t need to be taught how to love; immortally coalesce even the most infinitesimally ephemeral of its beat with its soul mate; right since the first cry of beautifully bestowed birth.

I had absolutely not the most infinitesimal iota of hesitation; rampantly swapping cars with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this set of four wheels; it would be some another set of sleazily mechanical four wheels; to transport me to the destination of my choice.

I had absolutely not the most diminutive trace of circumspection; wildly swapping house with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this pair of brick walls; it would be some another fortress of bawdily embellished brick walls; to sequester me all throughout the acrimoniously frozen night.

I had absolutely not the most capricious speck of skepticism; uncontrollably swapping beds with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this mattress of sponge; it would be some another mattress embedded with lifeless dunlop; to sanctimoniously rest
my monotonously beleaguered and dreadfully estranged bones.

I had absolutely not the most ethereal of deliberations; unceremoniously swapping cigarettes with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this pipe of tobacco; it would be some another pipe filled with lasciviously inebriating tobacco; to spuriously tantalize my miserably bereaved senses amidst echelons of the pompously preposterous high society.

I had absolutely not the most ephemeral of uncanniness; imperturbably swapping jewels with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this design of diamond; it would be some other design of meaninglessly scintillating diamond; to adorn the overwhelmingly salacious and greedy pair of bones; in my worthlessly molecular body.

I had absolutely not the most evanescent of vibrations; nonchalantly swapping wine and vixen with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this flesh and intoxication it would be some another tawdrily titillating flesh and sensuousness; to make me abhorrently enliven every evening of my already; brutally devastated life.

I had absolutely not the most obsolete of repercussions; timelessly swapping pieces of land with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this patch of land then it would be some another dolorously adulterated chunk of land; to hold my vapidly quavering
and treacherously indolent feet.

I had absolutely not the most minuscule of apprehensions; blatantly swapping food with you,
After what difference does it make; if not this morsel of eatery then it would be some another morsel of parasitically acquired eatery; to mollify the demonically untamed pangs of hunger; in my rancidlyribald and savagely cannibalistic stomach.

I had absolutely not the most tiniest of reservations; explicitly swapping eyes; ears; lips; legs and shadow with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this vision; organs and senses; then it would be some another penuriously measly vision; organ and senses; to punctiliously guide me through each unfurling moment of my diminutively destined life.

But I couldn’t for even the most priceless ingredient of life in me; swap the divinely womb which evolved me and the beloved who nourished my impoverished existence outside of it; for an infinite more lifetimes,
Because not only would it make a staggering difference to me if I did so; but God’s entire planet would dwindle and deteriorate outside the instant I dare even think of such a dastardly act; I dare even think of raunchily swapping his two most sacrosanct gifts; his two most immortal blessings in my blood and life.

There were towering faces of unassailably domineering mountains; to stop the unrelentingly untamed maelstrom of wind,

There were unfathomably stringent bars of antiseptic carbolic; to stop the intransigently uncouth flow of pertinent germs and disease,

There were dazzling rays of the blazingly sweltering Sun; to stop the ferociously torrential onslaught of tumultuously cyclonic rain,

There were unsurpassable curtain spreads of seductively tantalizing night; to stop the
acrimoniously persevering rays of the barbarically excoriating day,

There were gargantuan chunks of dried lumber and stone; to stop the flow of the vociferously bubbling and incorrigibly relentless stream,

There were clouds of majestically sparkling hope; to stop the insidiously advancing dungeon of haplessly penalizing depression,

There were exhilarating expeditions of intrepid adventure; to stop the mundanely vicious attack of bizarrely crippling monotony,

There were perennially invincible rays of uninhibited freedom; to stop the diabolically salacious whirlwinds of despicable imprisonment,

There were an incomprehensible festoon of vivaciously bustling smiles; to stop the rampantly vindictive onslaught of dolorously lambasting depression,

There were deluging hosepipes of rapturously exuberant water; to stop the plethora of hostile fumes from charring all in surrounding vicinity; to infinitesimally
insipid ash,

There were bountifully resplendent meadows of everlasting green grass; to stop the ominously perfidious attack of penuriously lackadaisical drought,

There were whirlpools of irrefutably candid honesty; to stop the painstakingly lecherous advent of blatantly derogatory and hideous lies,

There were indefatigable cloudshowers of miraculously Omniscient innovation; to stop the murderously menacing shadow of heinously delinquent stagnation,

There were rainbows of Omnipresently shimmering faith and solidarity; to stop the invidiously infiltrating and satanically pulverizing devil,
There were formidably tenacious enclosures of Herculean strength; to stop the perilously ungainly convicts from eloping in the aisles of miserably maiming violence; once again,

There were waterfalls of astoundingly reinvigorating freshness; to stop the acridly horrendous dust storms of prejudice; from brutally lambasting your sacredly crimson blood,

There were tirelessly diffusing buckets of incomprehensible breath; to stop the remorsefully sullen blankets of the dreadful corpse; from ruthlessly asphyxiating priceless survival,

There were fountains of philanthropically immortal love and humanity; to stop the dwindling inferno of wicked betrayal; from stepping even an infinitesimal
iota inside,

But there was nothing on or beyond this astronomically aristocratic Universe to stop the chapter of life; to stop the gloriously sacrosanct chapter of proliferation; to stop existence from reigning marvelously supreme for centuries unprecedented,

And if indeed there was somebody then it was not mundane human or his unending list of sleazy contraptions; as the reigns of this entire planet; danced solely to the tunes of the Omnipotent Almighty Lord; were solely his and would remain
his forever; to execute.

NO smoking; NO offensively ghoulish odor lugubriously stabbing every
gorgeously impeccable and rhapsodic ingredient of the atmosphere,

NO smoking; NO horrendously inexplicable disease infiltrating into the
Body invidiously; treacherously asphyxiating you towards your veritable
grave,

NO smoking; NO disgustingly manipulative webs of bizarre lechery;
threateningly overwhelming even the most infinitesimal trace of
goodness in eternal mankind,

NO smoking; NO insidiously negative energies corrupting the fabric of
innocuous holistic humanity; satanically lambasting the Omnipotent
effervescence of unconquerable truth,

NO smoking; NO truculently diabolical tyranny to the ingratiating
jacket of lungs; not even the tiniest of abuse to the most wonderfully sculptured
and impeccably nimble body,

NO smoking; NO maliciously ghastly whirlpools of stinking white;
venomously permeating into the heavenly nostril; perfidiously obfuscating crystal
clear centers of enamoring sight,

NO smoking; NO bouts of insanely maniacal frustration ominously
creeping up the pious soul; relentlessly trying to mercilessly pulverize
ravishingly mesmerizing existence,

NO smoking; NO beads of drearily rotten sweat dribbling from the
innocent forehead; no preposterously pugnacious scent of the obsolete gutters
emanating from harmonious body perspiration,

NO smoking; NO irascibly murderous vacillations of the heart; not even
the most inconspicuous maelstroms of penalizing blood pressure and
victimizing adulteration,

NO smoking; NO indefatigably abhorrent series of pathetically whooping
cough; not even the most diminutive trace of gory infection in the
chords of the enchantingly sensuous throat,

NO smoking; NO coffins of horrifically crippling cancer rampantly
marauding the poignant bloodstreams; surreptitiously clambering up the body to
devilishly inflict the chapters of permanent death,

NO smoking; NO inhibitions whatsoever in melanging with the lap of
sacrosanct nature; and every panoramic fruit of God’s unsurpassably
bountiful creation; wholeheartedly welcoming your immaculately humanitarian
stride,

NO smoking; NO tense apprehensions of a miserably truncated life; not
even the most mercurial of fear at all of prematurely snapping the fangs of
existence; with your very own trembling hands,

NO smoking; NO indiscriminately whipping malice; with every religion;
caste; creed; color; tribe on this planet; symbiotically blending in
the religion of priceless mankind,

NO smoking; NO recklessly sleepless nights; with licentiously bellicose
nightmares maiming you beyond the realms of sagacious recognition,

NO smoking; NO diffidently stumbling footsteps; not even the most
parsimonious trace of fear encapsulating your countenance,

NO smoking; NO salaciously coldblooded parasites loitering all over
your traumatically frazzled body; truculently evicting even the last ounce
of your exuberant energy,

NO smoking; NO aimlessly ominous wandering in the corridors of vengeful
neglect; not even the most invisible trace of vindictively forlorn and
malevolent obsession,

NO smoking; NO ignominious condemnation thrusted into your nimble face;
no opprobrious rebuke assassinating you on every step that you
transgressed,

NO smoking; NO blood stained tears rolling down your harmless cheeks;
not even the slightest trace of castigating anguish enshrouding the
blissful contours of your face,

NO smoking; NO wars of savagely destroying loneliness annihilating
every trace of your vivid exhilaration; with a sky of unfathomably unending
freshness miraculously coalescing with your stride,

NO smoking; NO witnessing your profusely decaying form in the mirror
every dawn; with the beats of everlasting sensuousness forever being the
profound embellishment of your innocent eyes,

NO smoking; NO regret for the celestially scintillating chapter of
life; not even the most diminutive curse of past lives; ever caressing you for
timeless times,

NO smoking; NO ruthlessly abrading your destiny lines with your own
breath; with every instant of life unfurling into a garden of bountifully
endowing beauty and graciousness,

NO smoking; NO demons pilfering into your visage as the Sun went behind
the sky; with the Omnipotent glow of righteousness forever being as your
only companion; your only and unbreakable pride,

NO smoking; NO ghosts perilously decimating you from all sides; with a
paradise of invincibly princely triumph irrevocably kissing you till
the very end of your time,

NO smoking; NO squeamishly threadbare dirt imprisoning every element of
your demeanor; with the mantra of synergistic existence being your only
fodder to spell bindingly survive,

NO smoking; NO noose tightening ghastily round your intricately
effusive neck; with every aspect of life suddenly illuminating with ebulliently
untamed gusto and aristocratic cheer,

NO smoking; NO savagely blood shot and torturously dry eyes; not even
the most infidel blemish of dolorously pale blackness on the contours of
your resplendently silken skin,

NO smoking; NO repentance for uselessly leading enamoring life; not
even the most fugitive feeling of massacring the heart of God’s gloriously
enchanting creation,

NO smoking; NO challenging the laws of pricelessly proliferating
existence; synergistically surrendering every iota of your visage to the
unprecedented treasurehouse of royal mankind,

NO smoking; NO painstakingly walking through stringently restricted
zones; with every organism on this Universe traversing shoulder to shoulder
through the zone of; ubiquitously Omnipotent mankind,

NO smoking; NO sporadic stuttering of vivaciously volatile breath; not
even the most tiniest of impediment in the passage of euphorically
everlasting air and existence,

NO smoking; NO thorns of acrimoniously criminal prejudice and bloody
crime; with the pathways of survival astoundingly radiating with the
profoundly vibrant elixir of friendship and irrefutably spell binding prosperity,

NO smoking; NO ghostly incarceration of the conscience in corpses of
remorseful stagnation; with the rainbow of sparklingly heavenly truth
reigning supreme for infinite more births yet to unveil,

And NO smoking; NO bidding adieu to the fabric of Omnisciently
ever-pervading life; with the entrenchment of sacrosanct existence
perpetually blending forever and ever and ever with the Creator Divine.

The shortcut to reach the towering summit of the building; was to use the gold embossed escalator,

The shortcut to pass the treacherous waves of the tumultuously stormy sea; was an electric paced motorboat,

The shortcut to reach the astronomical peak of the colossal mountain; was a swanky airplane which flew faster than the speed of light,

The shortcut to topmost fruit suspended from the branch of the gigantic tree; was a ladder with coherently aligned metal rungs,

The shortcut to painstakingly masticating gargantuan morsels of food; was to consume equivalent amounts of tiny vitamin capsules,

The shortcut to walking long distances on bare foot; was the bombastically haughty and silken complexioned and scarlet sports car,

The shortcut to assiduously taxing the dainty fingers to pen down fathomless lines of literature; was the feather tipped and stupendously contemporary computer,

The shortcut to bathing in cold water at the crack of every dawn; was to inundate your armpits with exotic scent; fool people as if you had washed your gruesomely sordid persona umpteenth number of times in the day,

The shortcut to browsing onerously through the overwhelmingly bulky book; was to simply read its last page and drift off to blissful sleep,

The shortcut to surreal fantasy and incredulously haywire fantasy; was to put abrupt brakes to your wild imagination,

The shortcut to delivering the marathon speech for indefatigable hours on the trot; was to tell somebody to dub it perfectly in your voice,

The shortcut to witnessing vivaciously striped lions wandering through a labyrinth of paths in the dense jungles; was to spot and profoundly admire them in their locked cage,

The shortcut to waiting for rain to pelt down in harmonious unison from the sky; was to stand under an incessant stream of artificial bathroom shower water,

The shortcut to sedulously tying buttons and wearing several garments every fresh morning; was to not change your previous attire at all,

The shortcut to pertinently sniffing every now and again infinite times in a single day; was just one deafening and volcanic sneeze which nearly brought the roof down with its poignant ferocity,

The shortcut to speaking a hundred lies; is uttering an irrefutably solitary yet formidably invincible truth,

The shortcut to glancing at the watch every unleashing second of the day; is to gaze languidly forward to relish the color of natural light,

The shortcut to crawling miserably on obdurate ground in an unfathomably enduring endeavor to reach the finishing line; is to wear a pair of ice skates; travel faster than the speed of light,

The shortcut to prolifically earning quick money; was to marry a rich mans daughter; and worship him more than the almighty lord all your palpable life,

The shortcut to speaking relentlessly all day; was to phlegmatically maneuver your snobbish fingers in thin wisps of gentle air,

But as a matter of fact there simply was no shortcut to life; as one had to lead it every second; every minute; every hour; every day; till the time he was bestowed upon with the divinely prowess of inhaling breath; till the time the Omniscient Creator gave the
order to live and love.

You can disdainfully retire a man from his job; but not from his eternal work of creating spell bindingly effulgent newness; on even the most inconspicuous step that he tread,

You can treacherously retire a man from his job; but not from his fathomless festoon of fantasies; which reigned supreme in every cranny of his brain; an infinite centuries even after veritable death,

You can unceremoniously retire a man from his job; but not from his perennial desire to embrace every sensuously enthralling entity on this Universe; discovering his ultimate sublimation in his companion’s compassionate breath,

You can tawdrily retire a man from his job; but not from his unceasing longing to royally replenish every ounce of his body; with the most blissfully fructifying fruits of nature’s creation,

You can parasitically retire a man from his job; but not from his indefatigable yearning to mate with his eternally majestic beloved; witness his seeds spawn
into the most indomitably resplendent fields of an optimistic tomorrow,

You can diabolically retire a man from his job; but not from his most quintessentially ardent instinct; to jubilantly survive amidst a pack of sadistically howling wolves,

You can preposterously retire a man from his job; but not from his uncanny ability to magnetize countless audiences; with his unbelievably enigmatic persona and mellifluously triumphant voice,

You can cynically retire a man from his job; but not from his untamed spirit of timelessly burgeoning adventure; the fervently tantalizing goose-bumps of mystery that cropped up on his skin,

You can horrifically retire a man from his job; but not from his philanthropically synergistic bonding with the boundless planet outside; his unconquerable
melanging with every echelon of inimitably priceless humanity,

You can ignominiously retire a man from his job; but not from the infinite passions that he harbored; towards every evanescent ray of the Sun; towards every beautifully redolent particle of the atmosphere,

You can salaciously retire a man from his job; but not from his irrefutably fearless steps marching towards; the victory of peerlessly unshakable truth over the wantonly terrorizing devil,
You can insouciantly retire a man from his job; but not from his poignant desire to procreate a countless more of his own holistic kind; registering his very best effort at continuing the chapters of Universal existence,

You can tyrannically retire a man from his job; but not from his pricelessly artistic embodiments; all those amorphously inane shapes and forms to which he’d added undefeated color; with his very own blessed palms,

You can unsavorily retire a man from his job; but not from his endless penchant to attain newer and newer heights; in whatever was most emolliently appeasing to
his soul,

You can foolhardily retire a man from his job; but not from his astoundingly unflinching memory; his power to perpetually imbibe even the most ethereal trace of
goodness suspended profusely in the atmosphere,

You can irascibly retire a man from his job; but not from his unendingly righteous perseverance; the unassailably golden sweat that dribbled from his arms; whilst he galloped forward to make this estranged world; once again a better place to live,

You can ruthlessly retire a man from his job; but not from his entrenchment of interminably ameliorating peace; the divinely contentment that naturally flowed
through even the most obsolete of his veins,

You can demonically retire a man from his job; but not from his everlasting yearning to breathe; victoriously inhale an impregnably celestial meadow of breath; each
time his lungs dismally shrunk inside his chest,

And You can baselessly retire a man from his job; but not from his inborn ability to fall in love at any stage of his life; immortally bonding each of beat of his heart with the person he adored; the Omnipotent beloved who granted him an infinite
more lives and lifetimes.

Rhapsodic joy replaced; agonizing anecdotes of despairing sadness,

Opulent wealth replaced; disastrously impoverished caricatures of; miserably slithering poverty,

Impeccably sparkling light replaced; deplorably fetid darkness; a dungeon of parasitic gloom since centuries unprecedented,

Tornados of Herculean strength replaced; despicably withering bodies; tottering towards the corridors of extinction,

A festoon of torrentially amicable smiles replaced; morbidly frustrating boredom; pulverizing you to raw ash each instant,

Voluptuously charismatic blankets of mysticism replaced; stringent monotony; augmenting more hideously than the devils as time unveiled,

Nostalgic childhood replaced; lecherous incidents of ghastly manipulation; tyrannizing you to the realms of ultimate doomsday,

Incessantly ticking clock replaced; baseless laziness; perpetually massacring the last iota of exuberant energy from your robust body,

Invincible conviction replaced; entities stuttering at every step they took; eventually collapsing like a pile of inconspicuous matchsticks,

Persevering hard work replaced; lackadaisically nictitating mice; surrendering in meek submission; even before the mission commenced,

Prudently sagacious education replaced; hopeless caverns of pathetic illiteracy; pulverizing a person like mincemeat; in today’s acrimonious society,

Irrefutable truth replaced; gory corpses of blatant lies; infiltrating like a pertinent leech into blissful quarters of society,

Immaculate skies of honesty replaced; heartbreaking encounters of betrayal; utterly devastating an individual to lead a shamefully crippled life,

Indefatigable cloud covers of innovation replaced; abhorrent stagnation; rotting treacherously towards the satanic atmosphere of hell,

Insatiable simplicity replaced; the unfathomable webs of bizarre complication; uncouthly stabbing each asset of preciously gifted life,

Enchanting rain’s of fantasy replaced; frigidly heinous commercial reality; profusely incapacitating man from; enriching with God’s grace,

Resplendently twinkling stars replaced; anguished wounds in inexplicable pain; a terrorizing darkness that enveloped like perilous swords from all sides,

Ravishingly exotic ocean’s of fragrance replaced; insurmountably decaying stench of the gutters; inundated with crime; lies and derogatory messengers of mankind,

The innocent voice of the conscience replaced; all sinister sins of past; present and future lives,

But there was no replacement for Love; as the moment you tried to replace it; it only got substituted by more formidable equations of immortal love; for as long as life on the planet existed; for as long as it took birth again; and again and again.

Steal it in such unsurpassably untamed amounts; an infinite times more than
what the last bone of your diminutively shivering spine; could ever
parsimoniously conceive or desire,

Steal it in such ardently unlimited amounts; an infinite times more than what the most rustically crinkled curvature of your lips; could ever nonchalantly conceive or desire,

Steal it in such fanatically unfathomable amounts; an infinite times more than what the most infinitesimal ingredient of your blood; could ever ephemerally conceive or desire,

Steal it in such zealously unstoppable amounts; an infinite times more than what the most indolently unperturbed siesta of yours; could ever ethereally conceive or desire,

Steal it in such boundlessly passionate amounts; an infinite times more than what the most lugubriously withering shadow of yours; could ever nascently conceive or desire,

Steal it in such uninhibitedly fathomless amounts; an infinite times more than what the most dolorously dying nerve of yours; could ever prematurely conceive or desire,

Steal it in such gigantically unfettered amounts; an infinite times more than what the most lazily inconspicuous heartbeat of yours; could ever remotely conceive or desire,

Steal it in such undefeatedly Herculean amounts; an infinite times more than what the most obliviously estranged fantasies of yours; could ever nimbly conceive or desire,

Steal it in such unbelievably gargantuan amounts; an infinite times more than what the most feeblest senses of yours; could ever inconspicuously conceive or desire,

Steal it in such rampantly unhindered amounts; an infinite times more than what the most heavily drooping of your lids; could ever fugitively conceive or desire,

Steal it in such jubilantly unrestricted amounts; an infinite times more than what the most flailing of your trail; could ever fractionally conceive or desire,

Steal it in such indisputably unconquerable amounts; an infinite times more
than what the most stingily decrepit dormitory of your brain; could ever
miserly conceive or desire,

Steal it in such indiscriminately uncontrollable amounts; an infinite times
more than what the most tiniest of your identity; could ever flutteringly conceive or desire,

Steal it in such overwhelmingly rhapsodic amounts; an infinite times more than what the most emptiest iota of your existence; could ever evanescently conceive or desire,

Steal it in such immeasurably colossal amounts; an infinite times more than what the most lackadaisically collapsing hair of yours; could ever fleetingly conceive or desire,

Steal it in such enormously irretrievable amounts; an infinite times more than what the most cowardly whispering of your breaths; could ever stingily conceive or desire,

Steal it in such endlessly inexhaustible amounts; an infinite times more than what the most incongruously distorted of your fingertip; could ever faintly conceive or desire,

Steal it in such gluttonously insatiable amounts; an infinite times more than what the most mercurial glint of your eye; could ever primordially conceive or desire,

And steal it as much as you like; an infinite times more than what the most non-existent element of your life could ever conceive or desire; but it was the only stealing on the trajectory of this invincible earth for which you didn’t land in ghastly prison; but instead perpetually secured for yourself an unshakable place in the cradle of Omnipresent Heaven,
Such was the unassailably majestic power of eternally proliferating love.

If you don’t know how to swim; then please don’t plunge yourself into the ferociously choppy seas; or else you’d unsparingly drown to the
ominously uncouth rock bottom,

If you don’t know how to spell; then please don’t inexhaustibly yearn to become a writer; or else you’d be ruthlessly lambasted by whiplashes of mercilessly
ignominious contempt and unfathomable disdain,

If you don’t know how to fly; then please don’t plummet from the summit of the indomitably Herculean mountain; or else you’d find it’ll be impossible for
you to collect your countless shattered bones; after you hit emotionlessly hard ground,

If you don’t know how to tune; then please don’t sing; or else you’d have boundless hordes of rancidly rabid dogs endlessly chasing you; pugnaciously responding to your cadaverously cacophonic wails,

If you don’t know how to chew; then please don’t uninhibitedly eat; or else you’d miserably choke and horrendously stutter to a terribly torturous and
diabolically cold-blooded death,

If you don’t know how to admire; then please don’t pretentiously sight; or else you’d be solely gobbled by corpses of prejudiced sorrow; amorphously
sauntering in the earth and atmosphere,

If you don’t know how to imbibe; then please don’t tirelessly learn; or else you’d be wasting pricelessly limitless moments of your life staring into balderdash nothingness; whilst infinite more of your kind resplendently bloomed till
times beyond eternal eternity,

If you don’t know how to humanize; then please don’t pray; or else you’d be righteously penalized by Omnipotent Lord Almighty; for disrespecting his quintessential principles of majestic creation,

If you don’t know how to symbiotically mélange; then please don’t procreate; or else you’d indiscriminately pulverized by your very own kin; in the murderous
rat-race of survival of the fittest,

If you don’t know how to be happy; then please don’t smile; or else you’d feel like a parasitically sanctimonious leech; a hedonistically pertinent thorn in the fabric of celestially selfless jubilation,

If you don’t know how to be a magnanimously philanthropic cloud; then please don’t rain; or else you’d be heartlessly emptying every ingredient of scarlet blood from your body; metamorphosing into a graveyard instead,

If you don’t know how to flirt; then please don’t wink; or else you’d be considered a delinquently salacious and tawdry traitor; by every fraternity of
holistically surviving living kind,

If you don’t know how to fantasize; then please don’t stretch your brain; or else you’d be wholeheartedly inviting the truculently hideous devil; to thrash you
left; right and center instead,

If you don’t know how to protect; then please don’t adapt the haplessly orphaned; or else you’ll be digging dual graves for both you and him; egregiously
losing to the carnivorously maiming parasites; loitering on every side,

If you don’t know how to walk; then please don’t exuberantly run; or else you’d taste inanely hateful dust; even before you could dare to alight a single foot; in the most obsolete of your dreams,

If you don’t know how to respect all humanity; then please don’t ostentatiously preach; or else you’d become the first victim of that vituperatively blood-stained war of racialism; that you were so pompously trying to quell,

If you don’t know how to patriotically blaze for your mothersoil; then please don’t declare unendingly volatile war; or else you’d be inevitably massacred by
your own men; who’d embed their own flags of victory upon your
bereaved throne,

If you don’t know how to synergistically live; then please don’t breathe; or else you’d be placed the lowest in the chain of indispensable survival; ready to be taken for the unholy devil’s supper anytime,

But if you don’t know anything at all on this earth; are even oblivious to your very own voice and name; then please get ready to love; for Immortal Love
doesn’t demand any status; caste; creed or wealth; it just perpetually embraces you making you feel the most Omnipotently blessed organism alive; and mind you; unlike everything else; it never has; ever had; or will ever have; any pre-requisite

They could perhaps ruthlessly snatch our eyes; horrifically blinding us with their derogatory barbarism; for the remainder of our impoverished lives,

But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the unfathomable whirlpools of compassionate empathy; that we harbored for each other; in our everlastingly insuperable and brilliant hearts.

They could perhaps mercilessly snatch our ears; lecherously annihilating them from our face; with their satanically blood stained swords,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the unprecedented fascination that we harbored for each other; in our bountifully timeless and philanthropic hearts.

They could perhaps indiscriminately snatch our bellies; deliriously extricating even the last bit of our intricately blissful intestines,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the insurmountable magnetism that we harbored for each other; in our beautifully vivid and eclectic hearts.

They could perhaps perfidiously snatch our legs; tyrannically incarcerating and maiming us in chains of maliciously unending torture; till the time we relinquished our last breath,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the inexorable passion that we harbored for each other; in our resplendently twinkling and unconquerable hearts.

They could perhaps lethally snatch all our dreams; truculently bludgeoning our brains on coldblooded rock; replenishing their parasitic stomachs with the gruesomely grotesque and pulverized curry,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the unflinching solidarity that we harbored for each other; in our iridescently burgeoning and panoramic hearts.

They could perhaps irascibly snatch our arms; hedonistically forcing us to discordantly beg on the threadbare streets; so that their pockets perennially
glittered with sanctimoniously sleazy silk and gold,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the tirelessly ardent longing that we harbored for each other; in our gloriously effulgent and diligent hearts.

They could perhaps salaciously snatch our smiles; venomously infiltrating even the most inconspicuous iota of our happiness; with perverted mortuaries of
uxoriously sadistic prejudice,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the majestically royal camaraderie that we harbored for each other; in our sensuously galloping and impeccable hearts.

They could perhaps brutally snatch our shadows; ignominiously extraditing us from the civilization outside; just to lick the floors of their already spick and span dwelling,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the spirit of sacrifice that we harbored for each other; in our passionately impregnable and unparalleled hearts.

And they could perhaps gorily snatch our wealth; rendering us to stagger in the aisles of uncouth nothingness; while they spuriously cavorted in the glory of our perseveringly righteous prosperity,
But there was no power ever born on earth and sky except the Almighty Divine; who could snatch the immortally inimitable love that we harbored for each other; in our magnetically bonded and celestial hearts.