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Say that I was a coward; running faster than the speed of white light; at the most minuscule premonition of danger,

Say that I looked horrendously ugly; repugnantly wading off even my reflection away from my entity,

Say that I was overwhelmingly penurious; starving to unprecedented limits; in the realms of my dilapidated hutment,

Say that I was oblivious of the art of love; staring like an insane moron into bare bits of disdainfully monotonous space,

Say that I was astronomically dirty; dissipating an ocean of treacherous filth on every path I tread,

Say that I was an inconspicuous mosquito; a transiently fleeting reflection which disappeared even before it had appeared,

Say that I was salaciously lecherous parasite; sucking blood indiscriminately from whomsoever who encountered me in my way,

Say that I was mockingly blind in the most dazzling of sunlight; tripping pathetically towards remote wisps of oblivion,

Say that I was full of malevolent fantasies; wishing insidiously evil as soon as people turned their innocuous backs,

Say that I was insurmountably haggard; resembling a hoarsely whimpering beggar; even in the most majestic of my suit,

Say that I was appallingly dumb; without a voice of my own; even though provoked beyond the point of satanic control,

Say that I was an unscrupulous rascal; philandering aimlessly on the streets; when in reality I toiled even after midnight; to assimilate fodder for the entire house,

Say that I was a diabolical assassin; rampantly massacring innocent scalps; for frugal wads of sleazy money,

Say that I was a replica of the preposterously fat elephant; evoking everyone to laugh as they sighted my erratically funny caricature,

Say that I was an acrimonious desert; without harboring the slightest trace of love or poignant empathy,

Say that I was a decayed stalk of shriveled mushroom; being blown worse than a whisker; down the slopes of the lanky mountain,

Say that I was a hideously menacing drunkard; mumbling incoherently for times immemorial; even though I drank nothing but pure water all my life,

Say that I was the most torturous of all husbands; meting my personal frustration on your rubicund skin; when infact you had incarcerated me in a blanket of blood coated chains; since the time we had tied the nuptial thread,

Say that I didn’t know the way to live; howling like an imbecile dog; tearing my hair in the heart of the boisterously bustling lane,

And say anything you like O! beloved; condemning me beyond the boundaries of incomprehensible imagination; give me infinite deaths crucifying me with daggers of
your hatred; BUT FOR HEAVEN SAKE NEVER SAY DIE.

There was simply no happiness in inexplicably venomous sadness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of sadness in the heavens of jubilantly poignant and
resplendently enamoring; happiness,

There was simply no daylight in morosely sadistic blackness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of blackness in the sun of optimistically unfettered and spell-bindingly perennial; daylight,

There was simply no faith in treacherously slandering infidelity; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of infidelity in the skies of unendingly unconquerable and compassionately everlasting; faith,

There was simply no truth in deplorably sacrilegious lies; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of lies in the utopia of eternally sacrosanct and unflinchingly
peerless; truth,

There was simply no melody in venomously discordant deliriousness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of deliriousness in the caverns of ecstatically unbelievable and vivaciously exuberant; melody,

There was simply no humanity in indiscriminately devastating war; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of war in the bloodstreams of pricelessly unassailable and fearlessly Omnipotent; humanity,

There was simply no nature in preposterously robotic monotony; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of monotony in the lap of divinely effervescent and
rhapsodically exultating; nature,

There was simply no open-heartedness in lecherously ominous manipulation; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of manipulation in the rain of torrentially unfettered and beautifully panoramic; open-heartedness,

There was simply no innocence in licentiously demented adultery; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of adultery in the womb of impregnably divinely and
interminably fructifying; innocence,

There was simply no love in demonically pulverizing terrorism; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of terrorism in the heart of immortally burgeoning
and ubiquitously evolving; love,

There was simply no simplicity in despicably marauding prejudice; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of prejudice in the cradle of everlastingly bountiful and victoriously undaunted; simplicity,

There was simply no compassion in mercilessly despondent indifference; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of indifference in the clouds of timelessly bestowing and unconquerably embracing; compassion,

There was simply no fire in nonchalantly decrepit nothingness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of nothingness in the aisles of passionately rejuvenating and royally untamed; fire,

There was simply no brotherhood in tyrannically meaningless selfishness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of selfishness in the paradise of bounteously ebullient and amiably transcending; brotherhood,

There was simply no freshness in egregiously wanton stagnation; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of stagnation in the rainbow of unlimitedly triumphant
and mellifluously astounding; freshness,

There was simply no transparency in cadaverously confiscating politics; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of politics in the mirror of candidly discerning and righteously radiating; transparency,

There was simply no freedom in profanely bigoted incarceration; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of incarceration in the mists of limitlessly bewitching and undauntedly priceless; freedom,

There was simply no life in satanically worthless death; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of death in the throne of perpetually winning and Omnipresently undefeated; life,

Therefore I say; do not think the slightest of life after you’re crucified to ghastly death; and never ever even utter the word death whilst profoundly relishing and effulgently romancing; proliferating; gyrating and adventuring; in the
immortal entrenchment of life.

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to celestially rest; sleep still immutably refrained to blissfully perpetuate into my devastatingly beleaguered lids,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to scrumptiously relish; hunger just didn’t arouse an infinitesimal spark in
my traumatically subjugated stomach,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to intrepidly clamber the mountain slopes; my feet just dwindled into a disheveled trash and without the tiniest of passion towards lackadaisical soil,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to splendidly memorize; the synchronization just didn’t happen articulately in my bizarrely mumbled brain; with all sagaciousness dissolving into a mayhem of meaninglessness,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to blazingly triumph; the winds of victory ran just further and further away from me; leaving me flummoxed and licking preposterously fetid garbage,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to mischievously flirt; even the most inconspicuous ant in my vicinity sported a dreadfully sonorous look; and the broomsticks of acrimonious monotony kicked me left; right and dead center,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to adventurously swim; even the most inanely mercurial of wave hurled me like a sadistically pulverized mosquito; towards the disappearing shores,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to artistically spawn; the knots in my fingers just kept curling tirelessly into a vindictively closed fist; into a graveyard of morbid hopelessness,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I
could to sensuously slither; every pore of my decrepit body started to chant mundane rhymes of stereotypical arithmetic; and the atmosphere around me
evaporated itself into a ball of arid nothingness,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I
could to astoundingly procreate; every part of my body found itself besieged
with diabolically aggrandizing stagnation; withering into wisps of vespered
oblivion,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I
could to earn wealth; the atrociously sodomizing whiplashes of the manipulatively commercial world; buried me an infinite feet beneath soil;
although I was robustly alive,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to execute magic; each ounce of tantalizing mysticism metamorphosed into a lunch box of practicality around me; and the mysterious destiny lines on my palms started to seem like robotic squares and triangles drawn with bland chalk,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to wholesomely cleanse; obnoxiously irrevocable dirt still invidiously camouflaged my fragrant persona; at times rendering it one befitting a dreadfully
unwashed pig,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to endlessly preach; my tongue intractably stuck in the deepest corner of my throat; and all that came out of my mouth was ludicrous balderdash; which attracted every fraternity of stray dog,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to intriguingly emulate; the society around me amorphously transited into a state of baffling atrophy; deserting me with none to copy except gutless air,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I
could to mellifluously sing; it rained bombs and unprecedentedly deafening
noise all around; making my voice seem like a mocking pin dropping in an
ocean of uncontrollable activity,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I
could to adapt truth; the ignominiously victimizing devil deliriously infiltrated my conscience; with the wrath of profanely dilapidated lies,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as I could to bountifully breathe; the fangs of wholesomely silencing death seemed nearer and nearer to my silhouette; torturously asphyxiating me beyond the final thresholds of redemption,

But never in my entire life have I ever felt that I wasn’t able to love
when I’ve ardently and altruistically wanted to; with the Omnipotent Lord
Almighty transforming every tangible and intangible object in my vicinity
into a paradise of unconquerable friendship; the very instant that I merely
uttered it; the very instant its beats leapt uninhibitedly from my heart

She might be disastrously penurious; treacherously begging with her bizarrely mutilated palms on the solitary streets,
But the whites of her impeccably Godly eyes; harbored such vibrantly unending compassion for my diminutive persona; that was never ever witnessed on this
gigantic earth before.

She might be tyrannically deprived; haplessly slithering on ruthlessly cold ground without even the most inconspicuous stroke of wonderful fortune,
But the contours of her magnanimously bountiful lips; harbored such ebullient jubilation for my resiliently advancing footsteps; that was never ever witnessed on
this fathomless earth before.

She might be horrendously maimed; gruesomely victimized by unscrupulously torturous elements of the acrimoniously conventional society,
But the resplendent festoon of her seductively enamoring eyelashes; harbored such irrefutably unshakable empathy for my wavering soul; that was never ever witnessed on this boundless earth before.

She might be appallingly blinded since the very first cry of her birth; pathetically tip-toeing at every juncture of life; at times horrifically staggering to coalesce with threadbare mud,
But the miraculously unflinching chords of her voice; harbored such impregnable conviction for my unconventionally righteous deeds; that was never ever
witnessed on this limitless earth before.

She might be disdainfully timid; a merely insipid caricature of mercurially minuscule bones; as she sadly stuttered at even the most inconspicuous draught of wind,
But the Omnisciently immaculate streams of blood in her body; harbored such affection for even the most evanescent of my shadow; that was never ever witnessed
on this gargantuan earth before.

She might be more blacker than abominably sooty charcoal in complexion; with every quarter of the turgidly lambasting society; spitting on her in sardonic nonchalance,
But the invincibly pristine aura circumventing every part of her demeanor; harbored such astronomical respect for my deserted countenance; that was never ever witnessed on this mesmerizing earth before.

She might be as deaf as a stone; with the world outside unstoppably abusing her; as they knew she would still continue to stoically smile at their demonish faces,
But the intricately sensuous conglomerate of veins in her sacrosanct visage; harbored such poignancy for my resurgently galloping stride; that was never ever
witnessed on this relentless earth before.
She might be rustically indigenous and simplistic; with even the most capricious iota of glamour being unsurpassable miles away from her rudimentary persona,
But the unassailable fireballs of perpetual breath in her nostrils; harbored such indefatigable support for each of my philanthropic mission; that was never ever
witnessed on this Herculean earth before.

And yes; she might be existing in a tumbledown shack of frigid seaweed; right since the moment she emanated her very first breath; during the course of being
uncouthly whipped by the inclement planet outside; and till the last instant that she bid the earth a final goodbye,
But the glorious river of unconquerable beats in her heart; harbored such immortal love for my life and beyond; that was never ever witnessed on this eclectic
earth before.

Never ask a man perpetually blind; to desiccate an infinitesimal needle from the unfathomably colossal haystack,

Never ask a bird withering horrendously on the ground; to flap its brutally severed wings and fly,

Never ask a panther growling full throttle; to emanate a melody that would transit human into a blissful slumber,

Never ask an insatiably parasitic leech; to magnificently heal your profusely
bleeding wounds,

Never ask an abysmally sweltering desert; to quench the agonizing flames overwhelmingly engulfing your scorched throat,

Never ask an insurmountably barbaric butcher; to pacify the intransigent wails of
a freshly born infant,

Never ask a horrendously broken pencil; to sketch the most fabulously intricate corners of the Universe,

Never ask a satanically ruthless assassin; to churn unsurpassable lines or mystically romantic poetry,

Never ask a diabolically thorny cactus; to become your voluptuously mesmerizing mattress for the heart of the night,

Never ask a gigantic avalanche of ice; to compassionately ignite your pathetically dwindling and frozen senses,

Never ask a flirtatiously capricious wink; to resolve higher than the summit of the unconquerable cosmos,

Never ask an incomprehensibly squalid pig; to perpetuate the dolorous
atmosphere with enchanting scent,

Never ask the clock ticking at swashbuckling speeds; to transit back into the realms of nascent childhood,

Never ask the stalk of frigidly diminishing grass; to stand like an invincible fortress against the most tumultuous of storm,

Never ask the vivaciously thundering streaks of lightening; to squeak like a kitten; camouflage in the corridors of dormant solitude,

Never ask dungeons inundated with glittering gold; to beg like impoverished urchins on the treacherously deserted street,

Never ask the irrevocably dead stone; to fulminate into rhapsodic spurts of animated laughter,

Never ask a enigmatically heartfelt poet; to function like monotonous clockwork in the periphery of manipulative office,

Never ask a bewitching sorceress; to philanthropically bless humanity with the essence of uninhibited sharing,

Never ask a newly embellished bride; to discard her soul mate like cakes of snobbishly neglected charcoal,

And never ask the lecherously blood sucking devil; to love; taint its immortal essence with the seed of malice proliferating hideously in his heart.

Neither did she grin flirtatiously towards my countenance; winking at me intermittently to let her playful intentions known,
Nor did she scowl in utter disdain witnessing my facial contours; shrugging me off like a baseless mountain of matchstick.

Neither did she languish in the astoundingly seductive scent that wafted from my arms; clinging passionately to my shivering persona,
Nor did she kick me ruthlessly with her feet; prosecuting me to ash like an ungainly trespasser.

Neither did she appreciate the tunes that I melodiously sung in the dolorous atmosphere; noddingher head in the cadence of the alluring sound,
Nor did she push me off guard; hurtling me down the treacherously truculent slope of the deep valley.

Neither did she stare at me as the Sun unveiled magnificently from behind the horizons; absorbing my untamed passion in her eyelashes,
Nor did she cast an overwhelmingly cold shoulder as she lingered beside me; making me wholesomely disappear in the cloud of dust which emanated when she kicked.

Neither did she empathize with the agony that poured from my eyes; the whirlwind of inexplicable desire that engulfed my demeanor all night and day,
Nor did she tell her pet to lick the tears that lay disheveled on my shadow; strangulating the breath out of me with her dingy broomstick.

Neither did she realize the unprecedented river of infatuation that besieged my blood; the fulminating volcano of attraction that I harbored for her every unleashing instant,
Nor did she neglect me like paint miserably peeling from the walls; battering me into realms of absolute submission.

Neither did she ever caress me with her nails; never understanding how much I wanted to hear her whisper in my ardent ears,
Nor did she discard me in the very instance she sighted my rubicund lips; shunting me perpetually from the tiniest iota of her ingenious memory.

Neither did she bond with the beats of my turbulently pulsating heart; exploring its unfathomable dormitories of love; which wanted to be solely her slave,
Nor did she ever divulge any hatred for my diminutive stature on this boundless planet; burying me infinite feet under my corpse; when I was blissfully breathing
and alive.

And neither did she love me till the time I existed; not comprehending the compassion in my soul to be reborn a countless times; for being immortally hers,

And nor did she possess any intention to kill me like an pertinently irascible mosquito; nor did she want that I left mother earth in an incredulous hurry.

Its definitely startling; but true; God had made several relationships like ours which were neutral; yet unique relationships bonded by invincible threads of humanity.

This man living was a blessing to earth,
His character truly spotless and bright,
With every bit of immaculate truth in it,
In a great vast and mangled world of politics,
Resolved to serve the nation
And to be a true stalwart cum true knight.
His persevering hand always got up for the right cause,
To crush evil with a strong force,
And gave infinite masses of people renewed hope.
His ideas were as firm as bare unprocessed bricks,
Bore tense enigmatic moments in peace,
And let ghastly crime on earth cease.
A quick glimpse of his wheatish face,
Can reveal a just and fair case.
His steps to righteous success were never stopped,
As they got mighty obstacles chopped.
He pointed to the faultlessly right path,
Kept people round the globe astoundingly calm.
The essence of his benevolent deeds spread far and wide,
Prepares all humans for the non violent bout.
The ashes of his body would uninhibitedly depict,
As to where the real freedom of South Africa lives.

Neither could rain stop abominably heartless drought whenever it is destined; nor could any drought in anyways put brakes upon bountifully utopian rain; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is majestically destined,

Neither could truth stop horrifically demented lies whenever it is destined; nor could any lies in anyways put brakes upon triumphantly unflinching truth; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is bounteously destined,

Neither could child birth stop bizarrely sadistic impotency whenever it is destined; nor could any impotency in anyways put brakes upon amazingly unassailable child birth; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is exuberantly destined,

Neither could the Sun stop frigidly numbing snow whenever it is destined; nor could any snow in anyways put brakes upon the Omnipotently blazing Sun; whenever it’s inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is wondrously destined,

Neither could the Lotus stop dolorously asphyxiating stench whenever it is destined; nor could any stench in anyways put brakes upon the aristocratically blossoming and redolent Lotus; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is invincibly destined,

Neither could Kingliness stop demonically beheading poverty whenever it is destined; nor could any poverty in anyways put brakes upon unsurpassably opulent Kingliness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is eternally destined,

Neither could goodness stop hedonistically murderous evil whenever it is destined; nor could any evil in anyways put brakes upon miraculously ameliorating goodness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is infallibly destined,

Neither could evolution stop manipulatively politicized monotony whenever it is destined; nor could any monotony in anyways put brakes upon freshly spell-binding evolution; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is enchantingly destined,

Neither could happiness stop inexplicably aggrieved tears whenever they’re destined; nor could any tears in anyways put brakes upon impregnably philanthropic happiness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is jubilantly destined,

Neither could perseverance stop amorphously carcinogenic spirits whenever they’re destined; nor could any spirit in anyways put brakes upon victoriously peerless perseverance; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is insuperably destined,

Neither could simplicity stop lackadaisically worthless pompousness whenever it is destined; nor could any pompousness in anyways put brakes upon celestially enamoring simplicity; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is ubiquitously destined,

Neither could Luck stop horrifically ghastly accidents whenever they’re destined; nor could any accident in anyways put brakes upon bountifully unconquerable luck; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is consummately destined,

Neither could silence stop satanically crucifying screams whenever they’re destined; nor could any scream in anyways put brakes upon magically stupefying silence; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is euphorically destined,

Neither could day stop ghoulishly plundering night whenever it is destined; nor could any night in anyways put brakes upon the perpetually winning day; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is spell-bindingly destined,

Neither could humanity stop gorily devastating war whenever it is destined; nor could any war in anyways put brakes upon everlastingly priceless and uniting humanity; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is effulgently destined,

Neither could devotion stop lividly profane infidelity whenever it is destined; nor could any infidelity in anyways put brakes upon unshakably faithful devotion; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is holistically destined,

Neither could innocence stop maliciously perilous adultery whenever it is destined; nor could any adultery in anyways put brakes upon divinely virgin innocence; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is beautifully destined,

Neither could righteousness stop deliriously febrile parasites whenever they’re destined; nor could any parasites in anyways put brakes upon truthfully blessing righteousness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is spectacularly destined,

Neither could life stop torturously annihilating death whenever it is destined; nor could any death in anyways put brakes upon the chapters of vivaciously iridescent and immortal life; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is heavenly destined.

Ordinarily the boy would have lazed all day on the grassy slopes; emanating huge yawns every other unfurling minute,
But today he ran faster than the most supreme athlete; as the spotted panther was chasing him; ready to rip him apart from the last bone down his spine.

Ordinarily the youngster would have played cards all day; merrily frolicking about teasing girls strolling on the road,
But today he perspired unrelentingly under the Sun; worked like a bull to appease his employer and earn money; as his father was no longer alive to feed him; ensure that he fantasized and slept to his hearts content.

Ordinarily the King would have purchased all that he wanted on this earth; with the unprecedented power of his flamboyant jewels and wealth,
But today he prayed diligently in front of the deity to bless him with a child; a virtue that the entire treasury of his opulence had miserably failed to purchase.

Ordinarily the varied conglomerate of human beings intractably refrained from talking to each other; were supremely nonchalant of even knowing the name of
who lived beside them,
But today they slept together under the open sky; conversed amicably with each other irrespective of their inherent hatred; as the devastating earthquake struck the
entire city at midnight.

Ordinarily the manipulative minister would have ruined the whole nation; replenishing his personal resources with innocent people’s money; demonstrating his theory of ‘Survival of the Fittest’; without even knowing the tiny alphabets that constituted life,
But today he ruled the country with overwhelming harmony and justice; as his life was under threat from God’s messiah who had descended from the sky; and if
the reins slipped while governing the province; the reins of his life would slip forever in just fractions of seconds.

Ordinarily every fisherman would have sat on the shores masticating red meat and wine; as their warehouses were inundated and overflowing with surplus grain and honey,
But today he ventured out into the heart of swirling ocean; audaciously leapt in the midst of the tumultuous storm; laid his net confronting freezing cold and a battalion of shark; as his village and kin were starving; inevitably reeling under the aftermath of vicious drought.

Ordinarily the housewife would have thrown the pack of nondescript candles with utter contempt as it occupied unnecessary space in her kitchen; replacing it with an
array of shimmering silver chains and robust cherries,
But today she incessantly prayed to God for the same; wildly groped through the interiors of the dwelling for that inconspicuous and condensed bundle of wax; as
the vast town was abruptly engulfed with perpetual darkness; the stringent beams of brilliant electricity that were once the pride of her house had snapped off without prior notice.

Ordinarily the diminutive chick would never have learnt to fly; feeling invincibly secure under the compassionate warmth of her mothers belly,
But today it soared up high and handsome in the air; kissing the cocoon of clouds as it whistled by; as its mother hadn’t returned till late evening; and the pang of hunger in its stomach was in righteous synchronization with the chapter of existence .

Ordinarily I would have dismissed the idea of going 9 to 9 in the office with sheer contempt and malicious abuse; drowned in the aisles of poetic fantasy and tantalizing desire; penning down versatile line of poetry sitting as a recluse in the corridors of my
cozy home,
But today I found myself smiling pretentiously in front of my employer; obeying even the most infinitesimal of his command; with my head sunk under a mountain of bulky paper and chequebook; as the kicks of the sardonic society and the paucity of funds through the words I evolved; had driven me out of my rosy dreamland to bear the brunt of monotonous Business.

And ordinarily Man wouldn’t have done anything on this earth; would have grown older just staring at the moon; if God had given him everything on a platter; satisfied his every need the instant he uttered them as a faint whisper,
But today he was seen running in all quarters of the globe; sweating and toiling under the acerbic rays of the Sun; onerously studying under the horrendously dim light of the night bulb; conquering astronomical peaks with the ingenious thoughts circulating in his brain; as his necessity to exist was his mother of invention ; infact the only thing that could have metamorphosed him from a sleeping saint into one who
chatted victoriously .

The earth’s surface of solid crust,
has been uplifted in the form of rust.

The densely foliated trees sway in their rustic dress,
capturing the bleary eyes of a children cresh.

The wind blows, the gale comes, the mountain river chanting a perfect rhyme, that will make people forget ghastly crime,
to have several days of relevant peace, and let insane bloodshed on earth cease.

The wild creepers murmur amongst themselves,
the days freshness, the cologne smell.

The frothy waterfall, the heavenly day,
the obnoxious mountains lined in the way.

Smiling in heavy consternation, the evening owl glared menacingly, quietly devouring freshly laid bird egg, butchering red walls of manly courage.