Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh

The mesmerizing tunes of the voluptuous nightingale; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which emanated from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who came every unfurling minute in my ocean of dreams.

The boisterously buzzing tunes of the queen bee; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which diffused from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who tantalized me unrelentingly with the fragrance of her mystical breath.

The melodious tunes spiraling handsomely from the delectable piano; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which oozed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who cast an enigmatic spell on each path I tread.

The cacophonic tunes of croaking frogs; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which flowed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who left me astoundingly dumbfounded; with the crimson color of her innocuous cheeks.

The tunes of tumultuous thunder pouring from sky; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which sky rocketed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who conjured me into a spell of celestially unending sleep.

The treacherously satanic tunes of the monster approaching; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which cascaded from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who maneuvered me into a land of incomprehensibly beautiful fantasy.

The vivacious tunes of the giant drum; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which descended from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who granted me the astronomical conviction to confront every aspect of life.

The ominous tunes of the hideously hissing snake; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which shot from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who made me feel perpetually young; with insurmountable mischief lingering on her
face.

The passionate tunes of the ocean clashing against the rocks were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which dribbled from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who drowned me profusely in the ingratiating aura of her divinely voice.

And the vital tunes of existence on this planet; were heard by everybody,
But the tunes which crept from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who impregnated new life every second in my impoverished persona; the girl who
infact I proudly called my beloved.

It was perhaps my despairing misfortune; that I couldn’t embellish even the most infinitesimal iota of your body with a fountain of unfathomably extravagant silk,

It was perhaps my criminal misfortune; that I couldn’t assimilate all titillating delicacies of this fathomless planet; into your outstretched palette,

It was perhaps my penalizing misfortune; that I couldn’t tirelessly inundate even the most diminutive space round your majestic countenance; with the unsurpassable treasury of wealth on this gigantic planet,

It was perhaps my debilitating misfortune; that I couldn’t deluge every step that you royally transgressed; with an insurmountable festoon of gloriously scintillating cars,

It was perhaps my lambasting misfortune; that I couldn’t fly you on my shoulders to kiss the profound Moon; snatch every star from the sky to perpetually become the grace of your sacred lap,

It was perhaps my treacherous misfortune; that I couldn’t adorn your fantastically nubile skin; with all incomprehensible glitter and diamonds; bountifully studded on the periphery of this mesmerizing Universe,

It was perhaps my salacious misfortune; that I couldn’t gift you the most opulently golden mirror every morning; for you to sensuously appreciate every iota of your ravishing countenance; till times beyond infinite infinity,

It was perhaps my ominous misfortune; that I couldn’t embed each step that you aristocratically transgressed; with a boundless entrenchment of spell binding gold,

It was perhaps my invidious misfortune; that I couldn’t engulf your heavenly sleeping body; with unending blankets of ingratiatingly resplendent pearls,

It was perhaps my slithering misfortune; that I couldn’t caress even the most fleeting speck of your visage; with feathers of everlasting paradise; every unfurling minute of the sweltering day and even after the heart of enchantingly fabulous midnight,

It was perhaps my preposterous misfortune; that I couldn’t incarcerate every bit of melody on this limitless earth; to unrelentingly shower upon your vivacious grace; for times immemorial,

It was perhaps my pugnacious misfortune; that I couldn’t buy you the most extraordinarily expensive nailpolish on this unprecedented globe; paint the
immaculate budding crusts of your toes with regally beautiful color,
It was perhaps my prejudiced misfortune; that I couldn’t irrevocably light the lanterns of your celestial eyes; with flames of unassailable and never-ending prosperity,

It was perhaps my tyrannical misfortune; that I couldn’t mold the most Orientally exquisite figurines for you on this indefatigable planet; at the tiniest flutter of your marvelously rubicund lips,

It was perhaps my ruthless misfortune; that I couldn’t erect a palace of fascinatingly charismatic silver on every path that you philandered; on even the most obsolete chunk of land that you cast your poignant sight,

It was perhaps my indiscriminate misfortune; that I couldn’t metamorphose every inadvertently malevolent element of your innocent conscience; into the sky
of unconquerably truthful righteousness,

It was perhaps my indescribable misfortune; that I couldn’t commemorate every breath that you exhaled; as the ultimate throne on this eclectically vibrant Universe,

But believe me even if there was somebody who could grant you all of the above at the most mercurial wink of your eye; he still couldn’t infiltrate a fraction into your Omnipotent life; or posses you as much as I,

For although I might be disastrously penurious; the immortal beats of my heart loved you more than any organism on this earth could ever conceive; my love
for you was that undefeated spirit that none could conquer; except the divine.

Every minuscule bud projecting from fertile clay; evolved into a fragrant flower;
intensely spreading its ravishing aroma,
When sprinkled regularly with bountiful water blended in commensurate
proportions of cow manure.

Every mystical star sighted in the cosmos; evolved gradually into the
opalescent moon,
When perceived with a perpetual vision; amalgamating the entire sky in the
condensed silhouette of whiteness.

Every bare brick coated with flimsy sand; evolved painstakingly into the
monumental building,
When stacked dexterously forming a tall structure; slapped vigorously with
fillings of piquant paint.

Every egg impregnated with yolk; evolved assiduously into an innocuous
fledgling,
When provided conducive amounts of heat by its mother; nourished in entirety by her blood.

Every hillock of silver sand; evolved into the mammoth mountain with steep valleys,
When the mighty wind deposited a conglomerate of mud and debris on a daily basis;
thereby changing complexion of the inconspicuous pile.

Every wave of the tiny river; gradually evolved into the gigantic ocean,
As it onerously flowed confronting a plethora of bulky branches and stone; finally linking with the frosty ocean.

Every bit of tentative fish floating insipidly in the sea; evolved after several years into the preposterously huge whale,
As it unrelentingly fed on a relishing meal of coral and sea weed; basked for marathon hours in full light of the radiant Sun.

Every chimpanzee inhabiting the dense forests; evolved after infinite years into man;
After undergoing dramatic metamorphosis; learning to acclimatize with the civilized society.

Every drizzle of water trickling from the sky; sequentially evolved into thunderous rain,
With accentuated accumulation of ominous black clouds;
provoking the assemblage to pelt down in fury.

And every bit of hatred residing on this earth; eventually evolved into perpetual love,
When dealt with tumultuous passion and unbiased love; a philanthropic attitude to care.

There were an infinite places on this colossal earth where you could place the uninhibited smile; but it looked the most celestially nicest; only on the periphery of the philanthropically robust lips,

There were an infinite places on this gigantic earth where you could place the brilliant light; but it looked the most invincibly nicest; only on the Omnipotent persona of
the blazingly unparalleled Sun,

There were an infinite places on this fathomless earth where you could place the newborn infant; but it looked the most impeccably nicest; only in the lap
of unconquerably divine mother,

There were an infinite places on this limitless earth where you could place the pristine dewdrop; but it looked the most spellbindingly nicest; only on the tantalizingly burgeoning blade of the voluptuously whispering grass,

There were an infinite places on this boundless earth where you could place the boisterous bee; but she looked the most immaculately nicest; only in the majestically compassionate and catacombed hive,

There were an infinite places on this unceasing earth where you could place the ravishing clouds; but they looked the most seductively nicest; only on the belly
of the endlessly bestowing sky,

There were an infinite places on this tireless earth where you could place the inimitably priceless diamond; but it looked the most regally nicest; only in the necklace of the timelessly effulgent queen,

There were an infinite places on this unsurpassable earth where you could place the brilliant peak; but it looked the most unassailably nicest; only on the indomitably thundering mountain,

There were an infinite places on this resplendent earth where you could place the poignant pinch of salt; but it looked the most triumphantly nicest; only on the magnetic swirl of the intrepidly undulating wave,

There were an infinite places on this palatial earth where you could place the exhilarating wind; but it looked the most ebulliently nicest; only on the jacket
of the enthrallingly chocolate brown lungs,

There were an infinite places on this uninterrupted earth where you could place the humanitarian blood; but it looked the most blessedly nicest; only in the unfathomably intriguing labyrinth of quintessential veins,

There were an infinite places on this undefeated earth where you could place the idol of synergistic truth; but it looked the most charismatically nicest; only in the realms of the unflinchingly righteous and peerless conscience,

There were an infinite places on this benign earth where you could place the granule of sand; but it looked the most handsomely nicest; only in the cradle of
the astronomically glistening desert,

There were an infinite places on this perpetual earth where you could place unadulterated curd; but it looked the most Omnisciently nicest; only in the
symbiotically truthful palms of the euphorically frolicking child,

There were an infinite places on this fecund earth where you could place the uncontrollably reverberating lion; but it looked the most unshakably nicest; only
in the arms of the inscrutably bountiful and unrestrictedly mellifluous forest,

There were an infinite places on this rhapsodic earth where you could place never-dying patriotism; but it looked the most insurmountably nicest; only on the chest of the perennially loyal and fearless soldier,

There were an infinite places on this consecrated earth where you could place the flirtatious twinkle; but it looked the most unquestionably nicest; only on the persona of the enchantingly vibrant star,

There were an infinite places on this harmonious earth where you could place the pearls of wisdom; but they looked the most sacredly nicest; only on the harbingers of wonderfully united humanity,

There were an infinite places on this mysterious earth where you could place inevitable re-incarnation; but it looked the most eternally nicest; only on the
holistic substance of the miraculously ameliorating soul,

There were an infinite places on this sparkling earth where you could place the Spartan stone; but it looked the most marvelously nicest; only on the bed of
the merrily bubbling brook,

There were an infinite places on this Herculean earth where you could place the lines of the destiny; but they looked the most meaningfully nicest; only on the intrinsic folds of the unabashedly satiny palm,

There were an infinite places on this redolent earth where you could place the iridescently wondrous feathers; but they looked the most fruitfully nicest; only on the skeleton of the unequivocally soaring bird,

On the contrary there were more than an infinite places on this unbelievable earth where you could place the breeze of eternal love; and it still looked the most immortally nicest; wherever you placed it; for whatever duration you placed it; for whomsoever you placed it; if only you placed it from the innermost realms of
your truthfully passionate heart.

I felt as if every ounce of hysterical sorrow on this Universe had suddenly metamorphosed into the perennially glorious waterfalls of compassion; dissipating their goodness upon each bedraggled pore of my existence,

I felt as if the most horrendously parasitic of leech had suddenly started to donate an infinite granaries of blood to all those in need; abruptly shrugging the parasitic tag from each conceivable cranny of their demeanor,

I felt as if a boundless clouds of newness had suddenly formed an invincible entrenchment around every iota of earth; blessing its haplessly parched and commercially adulterated surface with a zillion droplets of creation,

I felt as if each inanely stagnating hair on my decrepit flesh suddenly rose towards the ultimate summits of undefeated paradise; and forever found its zealously real mission in life,

I felt as if each iota of contentment on this fathomless Universe was suddenly lined up on the contours of my miserably chapped lips; making me look forward to no greed or malice any further,

I felt as if a brilliantly streaming morning was suddenly rising out of treacherously maiming blackness; triumphantly maneuvering every devastated footstep of mine towards the path of symbiotic oneness,

I felt as if even the most frigidly orphaned of stones had suddenly become the supreme peaks of unassailable Everest; inviting one and all alike on this enthralling planet in the spirit of tantalizing adventure,

I felt as if even the most fetidly lamenting droplet of my sweat had suddenly become the most unparalleled cistern of happiness; profusely drenching each scorched arena of my existence with cloudbursts of ecstasy,

I felt as if each vein in my inconsolably cringing blood had suddenly commenced to generate a countless electric currents of goodness all throughout my soul; absolving me of even the most inadvertently committed of my sin,

I felt as if the whole manipulatively blood-sucking world had suddenly become my platform for impregnable success; to discover; to evolve; to admire; and to forever embrace with the blessings of the Almighty Lord,

I felt as if every worthlessly aimless step that I listlessly took- had suddenly some priceless purpose in god’s infinite chapter of blissful creation; to immortally unite all in the fabric of insuperable oneness,

I felt as if every disdainfully creaking bone of mine had suddenly sprung like an untamed tiger; to inexhaustibly massacre even the most intangible trace of devil from this endless earth,

I felt as if every spell-bindingly panoramic fantasy on this globe had suddenly come into the whites of my eyes; royally perpetuating me to perceive beyond the extraordinary—each unveiling instant of princely life,

I felt as if every patch of languidly barren earth had suddenly become the ultimate heaven; the ultimate paradise; right infront of my eyes and without laboring a step further on planet divine,

I felt as if I could suddenly survive on limitless whiffs of air around me; abjuring every worldly pleasure in vicinity till my very last breath; with the Omnipotent light of the Sun and Moon my sole saviors,

I felt as if even the most mundanely committed actions around me—had suddenly become miraculously ameliorating poems of the most unprecedented degree; and my sole panacea for success,

I felt as if the brutally entangled labyrinths of my brain- had suddenly unleashed into an unsurpassable sky of freedom; where the only rule that existed was that there were not the tiniest of ‘rules’,

I felt as if each of my salaciously betrayed heartbeat-had suddenly been embodied with the imprints of immortal friendship; which made me rise from my veritable corpse- to lead an infinite majestically new lives once again,

Everytime; O! Yes undoubtedly everytime; after I made; embraced and rose in
the spirit of love.

Some relentlessly wiped the dust of it; just in order to relieve the unsurpassable restlessness that irksomely leaked from each pore of their; frenetically trembling fingers,

Some unceasingly wiped the dust of it; just in order to give each day of theirs a meaningfully pragmatic start; judiciously adhering to every conceivable thumb rule of cleanliness embossed in the scientific textbooks,

Some thoroughly wiped the dust of it; just in order to grant their otherwise haplessly beleaguered demeanors; that supreme hilt of sparkling achievement,

Some intransigently wiped the dust of it; just in order to be that very first infallible pioneering leaf; in the whole new chapter of bountifully civilized cleanliness,

Some fanatically wiped the dust of it; just in order to sight even the most infinitesimal curve of their facial contours; in its now wholesomely brand-new transparently scintillating glass,

Some painstakingly wiped the dust of it; just in order to keep even the faintest shadows of their existence pollution free; inhale an air more purer than what could be found in rhapsodically majestic paradise,

Some maniacally wiped the dust of it; just in order to wonderfully mollify their everyday habitual rages of exonerating every speck of grime; to beyond the realms of nothingness,

Some listlessly wiped the dust of it; just in order to expend their latently thwarted energies into something alien; whilst profoundly concentrating upon the cherished targets of their lives,

Some inexhaustibly wiped the dust of it; just in order to grant it the highest honor of their otherwise impoverished lives; seeking refuge in its invincibly peaceful contours—when the rapacious balderdash of the planet became too devilish to bear,

Some iteratively wiped the dust of it; just in order to tickle the otherwise robotically estranged hair of their nostrils; with the unabashedly merry-making particles that bellowed in a jiffy inside,

Some snobbishly wiped the dust of it; just in order to grant themselves a feeling of fecklessly frigid superiority; that its destiny of whether to be clean or not; entirely depended upon the swish of their nonchalant thumbs,

Some laboriously wiped the dust of it; just in order to holistically rejuvenate blood in their otherwise haplessly paralyzed fingers; which had gotten so ruthlessly numb in the freezing winter morning,

Some irately wiped the dust of it; just in order to get rid of their inexplicably unwonted irritation; as they disgustingly snapped at every conceivable thing in vicinity since the first crack of dawn,

Some unstoppably wiped the dust of it; just in order to ease those endlessly painstakingly hours that lay inevitably in store; and that had to be conquered to taste the fruits of blissful success,

Some lackadaisically wiped the dust of it; just in order to merely caress their bewitchingly dreaming fingers; with a tiny ocean of glimmering pristine silk,

Some devoutly wiped the dust of it; just in order to regroup the miserably hackneyed lines of their shattered destiny; in its myriad labyrinths of mystical sacredness,

Some despairingly wiped the dust of it; just in order to frantically search for those stolen moments of happiness; which could be slyly lurking in the recesses of infinite oblivion behind,

Some dedicatedly wiped the dust of it; just in order to timelessly worship the image behind; from which eternally radiated every single pulse; every single color of their impoverished lives,

Whilst I never ever cleaned it; neither did I ever see the frame in which it was kept; yet immortally felt the photo of my God in its most royally unassailable form; everytime my heart palpitated for existence; everytime my heart throbbed for symbiotic life.

Everytime the flowers blossomed into petals of newness; perpetuating even the most inconspicuous bit of atmosphere with unbelievably redolent cheer,

Everytime the Sun rose for the first time in fathomless sky; miraculously enlightening even the most lugubriously stagnating cranny of this Universe; with its resplendently golden freshness,

Everytime the nightingale mellifluously sang to the beats of the fresh monsoon; fantastically rejuvenating even the most ghoulishly deadened skeletons; from
their morbid graves,

Everytime the Moon mischievously played hide-n-seek between the fabric of sensuous clouds; majestically enamoring every ingredient of the abjectly sultry
night; with heavenly milkiness,

I felt as if you were in every breath that I wonderfully inhaled into my lungs; Omnipotently nourishing every pore of my body for an infinite more lives of mine; although you’d abdicated your physical form a countless years ago; and
veritably disappeared and died.

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Everytime the first droplets of virgin rain pelted in uninhibitedly torrential frenzy from crimson sky; celestially mollifying every beleaguered particle of hoarsely wailing soil,

Everytime harmoniously iridescent globules of amber dew danced in the meadows; with the stalks of untamed grass; tantalizing every trace of lifelessness till
times beyond infinite infinity,

Everytime the voice of eternally unflinching truth; perpetually transcended over each corpse of derogatory abhorrence and parasitically treacherous lies,

Everytime vividly royal wind; peerlessly paraded undaunted by anything tangible or intangible on the trajectory of this boundlessly burgeoning Universe,

I felt as if you were in every fantasy that I magically conceived in my brain; Omnisciently blessing my existence as the most priceless; for an infinite more lives of mine; although you’d abdicated your physical form a countless years ago; and veritably disappeared and died.

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Everytime the mountains towered unassailably towards the unsurpassably endless cosmos; overtopping even the most mercurial trace of devil forever and ever and
ever,

Everytime the seed spawned into profoundly subliming newness above soil; tirelessly striving to continue God’s chapter of everlasting procreation,

Everytime the peacock unveiled its feathers to a vivaciously full plumage; spell-bindingly enticing even the most drearily forlorn entity; in its redolently effulgent swirl,

Everytime the poignantly undulating waves handsomely kissed the skies; diffusing a galaxy of inimitable freshness; into every monotonously castrated continent of the globe,

I felt as if you were in every object that my palms compassionately caressed; insuperably drifting me towards symbiotically panoramic goodness; although you’d abdicated your physical form a countless years ago; and veritably disappeared and died.

3.

Everytime the religion of humanity reigned unconquerably supreme; wafting its pricelessly unmatched fragrance over every spurious discrimination of color;
caste and castigated creed,

Everytime the very first cries of the infant ardently embraced the atmosphere; with the mantra of undefeatable innocuousness uniting every haplessly tyrannized soul on this bizarrely estranged Universe,

Everytime true lovers perennially bonded into the threads of invincibly sacrosanct marriage; synergistically fructifying into a paradise of triumphantly untainted virility,

Everytime the earth was born once again; after unstoppably winning an infinite battles against the vituperatively pulverizing devil; letting the spirit of indomitable philanthropism timelessly prevail,

I felt as if you were in every immortally unshakable beat that my heart throbbed; unlimitedly bonding me with the winds of ubiquitous unity and selfless love; although you’d abdicated your physical form a countless years ago; and veritably disappeared and died.

Every mouse’s boss was the tawny cat; ready to pounce upon its diminutive demeanor each instant; pulverize it to mincemeat with its knife like jaws,

Every river’s boss was the colossal ocean; ready to gobble its inconspicuous visage in the gargantuan swirl of its turbulent waves,

Every stone’s boss was the lanky mountain; overshadowing its frigid body with its towering shadow; the avalanche of ice descending gathering unprecedented speed it sped down the slope,

Every egg’s boss was the enchanting bird; flooding the dreary ambience in vicinity with the mystical tunes that emanated from its beak,

Every infant’s boss was its caring mother; who sequestered it from the most non-existent of evil; ensured that it slept while she incessantly stroked its scalp,

Every insect’s boss was the disdainfully grizzly lizard; viciously swishing its slender tongue; anticipating them to tantalizingly creep directly into its greedy mouth,

Every web’s boss was the silver spider; having the supreme power of dismantling and weaving it all over again; whenever she desired it,

Every ornament’s boss was the majestically hooded serpent; hideously hissing sitting over the same; judiciously observing that it refrained to fall into diabolical hands,

Every soil’s boss was the indefatigably pelting globules of rain; which inundated its surface with incredulous fertility; conjuring it to blossom into a voluptuous array of fruit and scarlet rose,

Every blank paper’s boss was the feather tipped pen; possessing the royal prowess of embossing its barren surface with boundless lines of oligarchic literature,

Every car’s boss was its twin pair of brakes; enabling it and imparting it with bountiful resilience to stop and boisterously speed whenever it liked,

Every night’s boss was the stringently blazing day; illuminating and metamorphosing its gloomy atmosphere into one with radiant light and fiery rays,

Every star’s boss was the resplendent moon; wholesomely trespassing its inconspicuous body with the unfathomable tenacity in its shine,

Every snake’s boss was the long toothed mongoose; furtively capsizing it by the slippery neck; making it eventually surrender as it sucked the last drop of blood from its body,

Every tadpole’s boss was the preposterously huge whale; eating it at regular intervals in countless clusters; yet not able to fully appease its incomprehensible hunger,

Every wind’s boss was the tumultuous storm; sweeping across like thunderbolts of lightening in the world; swallowing every draught of placid breeze that meekly confronted it in its path; and not even wasting time to burp in relishing its robust meal,

Every ghost’s boss was the invincibly closed corpse; ensuring that it stayed secured tight within; didn’t get even the remotest chance to escape and spread terror on this globe,

Every land’s boss was the unending sky; providing a roof to shelter it; proving it a respectable entity to hold its head high,

Every man’s boss was the Omniscient Creator; commanding him every second to satisfy the mission which he taken birth on this earth for,

And every writer’s boss was his flamboyant fantasy; his spell binding perceptions that unrelentingly dictated him to keep writing every instant of the chilly night; and all throughout the sunny day.

I remembered exotically scrumptious food; only when unceremoniously thunderous pangs of hunger reverberated louder than the apocalypses of hell; in my disdainfully impoverished stomach,

I remembered stupendously reinvigorating bath; only when the squalidly distorted pores of my diminutive body; started to exude treacherously horrendous and
grotesquely vituperative dirt,

I remembered perennially golden droplets of rain; only when I felt every miserably beleaguered bone of my body; rotting in the dungeons of sadistically lambasting monotony,

I remembered Omnipotently mellifluous voice; only when my ears felt brutally desolate; entrapped in a mortuary of estranged politics and salaciously pulverizing prejudice,

I remembered unsurpassably titillating seductresses; only when each bizarrely emaciated pore of my skin; intransigently cried to be timelessly caressed; to be
mollified to the most unprecedented limits; in the silken camouflage of the surreptitiously moonlit night,

I remembered compassionately rhapsodic sheepskin and wool; only when mercilessly whipping snow pelting all around me; made me uncontrollably shiver till the very
invisibly last bone of my spine,

I remembered aristocratic mugs foaming with uninhibitedly euphoric beer and wine; only when I’d returned home blazingly triumphant; and in the midst of an everlasting fiesta with my kin and friends,

I remembered vivaciously enthralling kites and gaudy strings; only when the breeze eternally blew in ebulliently gusty currents; and every gruesomely bereaved nerve in my palms rapaciously rared to soar in handsomely pristine sky,

I remembered celestially fragrant sleep; only when the pressure on my drearily fatigued lids; seemed to be more crippling than the maelstroms of disgustingly
penalizing hell,

I remembered convivially never-ending boisterousness; only when ribald corpses of forlorn nothingness; invidiously asphyxiated me beyond the threshold of
horrifically unbearable pain,

I remembered ingratiatingly mesmerizing pearls and the best of exquisite jewelry; only when I surrendered myself like a relentlessly yearning bride; on my very first wedding night,

I remembered the most morbidly appalling of invectives; only when someone stared lasciviously at the grace of my divinely invincible mother,

I remembered the most gloriously fructifying moments of my truncated existence; only when I was about to abdicate the very last breath of my life; was about to
inevitably die,

I remembered to endlessly scratch; only when the inconspicuously pernicious battalion of mosquitoes; clandestinely attacked me on my robustly supple flesh,

I remembered to unrelentingly cry; only when my near and dear kin and mates suffered the wrath of this acrimonious planet; whenever pricelessly everlasting
humanity was manipulated like a worthless currency coin,

I remembered to voluptuously whisper; only when the cisterns of sensuousness played hide and seek with my uncontrollably throbbing soul; in the merrily
twinkling curtainspread of the emolliently jubilant midnight,

I remembered to unflinchingly walk; only when the coffins of unemployment and gory meaninglessness; had commenced to indiscriminately squelch my bones after
sucking the last iota of blood from my intricate veins,

I remembered to victoriously breathe; only when the disastrously shrunken jacket of my lungs; was just about to plunge into the gorge of abysmally decrepit extinction,

I remembered to patriotically brandish and blaze; only when the venomously hedonistic enemy camp; ruthlessly molested the Omnipresently sacred soil of my revered motherland,

But I remembered you every time I took breath; I remembered you with even the most non-existent beat of my heart; I remembered you at every step that I
alighted and slept; I remembered you every time my eyes unavoidably flashed themselves; I remembered you every unfurling instant of my life and an infinite
births even after reaching the mists of heaven; O! Perpetual Beloved.

What did the Sun do after it had disappeared into the dismally sullen horizons was none of my business; however the whites and blacks of eyes had danced in vivaciously untamed exhilaration; every of those moments when it had brilliantly dazzled into an unsurpassable civilization of Omnipotent light,

What did the Mountains do after they had gone behind the ominously appalling clouds was none of my business; however each bone of my body had felt as the most pricelessly united entity on this Universe; every of those moments when they had altruistically sequestered me and infinite more of my kind; in good times and bad,

What did the Rainbow do after rain in Sunlight had exhausted was none of my
business; however each pore of my skin had danced like a majestically unparalleled king; every of those moments when it had effulgently unfurled into the boundless amazing colors of vibrant life,

What did the Rose do after it had curled its petals in sonorous nighttime was none of my business; however each breath of mine had felt the most unconquerably priceless cistern of happiness; every of those moments when it had ubiquitously disseminated its scent of symbiotically unshakable friendship; to far and wide,

What did the Wave do after it had dissipated into penuriously invisible froth was none of my business; however I had felt that all misery had forever metamorphosed into sensuously untamed adventure; every of those moments when it had handsomely undulated towards the most supreme peak of the sky,

What did the Snake do after it had diminished into the morbidly fretful hole was none of my business; however I’d felt the winds of profound mysticism finding a permanent abode in my body; every of those moments when it had raised its nictitated its hood in uncannily royal unison with the fading light,

What did the Moon do after unlimited skies of light had taken a complete stranglehold of darkness was none of my business; however each of my expressions had felt the most amiably compassionate; every of those moments when it’d diffused beams of impregnably impeccable milkiness; marvelously resuscitating the complexion of
the frigidly deteriorating night,

What did the Dancer do after locking the cadaverously lifeless door was none of my business; however each cranny of my silhouette had felt like the paradise of ultimate seduction; every of those moments when she’d uninhibitedly gyrated her silken feet on tantalizingly moistened soil,

What did the Peacock do after it had hidden its face behind its feathers was none of my business; however I’d felt peerlessly unflinching triumph blissfully kissing my doorstep; every of those moments when it had effulgently unveiled its feathers full bloom; at the tiniest innuendo of pristine rain,

What did the Mirage do after it had dissolved into a corpse of obsolete disdain was none of my business; however I’d felt fantasizing in a land beyond infinite infinity; every of those moments when it had unceasingly seduced even the most obliviously dormant arena of my caricature,

What did the Edifice do after it had been buried deep into soil by the devastating earthquake was none of my business; however every cell of my persona had felt brimming with interminably ecstatic activity; every of those moments when people of every caste; creed and tribe had unrestrictedly bustled in its interiors; from morning to charming night,

What did the Clock do after its batteries had flagrantly exhausted was none of my business; however I’d felt that life was an unstoppably inexplicable odyssey; every of those moments when it had indefatigably ticked into the aisles of endlessness,

What did the Rain do after the fathomless heavens had wholesomely cleared was none of my business; however countless hair on my flesh had stood up in limitlessly victorious euphoria; every of those moments when it had torrentially cascaded like a new born child from the heart of the skies,

What did the Lips do after they had shrunk behind sanctimoniously spurious lipstick was none of my business; however each deadened speck of my countenance had felt bountiful with ebullient life; every of those moments when they’d blossomed into an unassailable smile,

What did the Shark do after drowning boundless feet beneath the waters was none of my business; however I’d felt seated on the throne of unshakably resplendent royalty; every of those moments when it had fearlessly glided like the strongest organism on this earth; wonderfully rejuvenating the tangy waters of frosty sea,

What did the Footprint do after completely melting with the advancing sands; however I’d felt an unrelenting wave of nostalgia engulf each of my senses; every of those moments when it had beautifully blended with the rudiments of glorious time,

What did Breath do after Life had brusquely ended was none of my business;
however each ingredient of my blood had felt insuperably blessed; every of those moments when it had Omnisciently spawned a cosmos of timeless existence; everytime I had inhaled,

What did Memory do after the Brain had been atrociously paralyzed was none
of my business; however I’d felt the most artistically sensitive organism on the planet; every of those moments when it had assimilated infinite magical elements of survival
in its invincible swirl,

And what did the Heart do after the graveyards of betrayal had venomously capsized was none of my business; however I’d felt as there were lives beyond an infinite lives; every of those moments when it had radiated the beats of Immortally symbiotic love.