Indian Poet Nikhil Parekh

The most treacherously ungainly manipulation miserably dithered to perturb me; as I unflinchingly marched on the path of blazingly scintillating righteousness,
But what was killing me more than horrific death every unfurling instant; was the amorphously devilish dungeon of; remorseful loneliness.

The most murderously bizarre conventionalism horrendously staggered to dent me even an infinitesimal trifle; as I fulminated into a gloriously embellished festoon of unhindered creativity,
But what was killing me more than cadaverous death every passing instant; was the truculently abhorrent corpse of; dastardly loneliness.

The most salaciously perverted of lunatics grotesquely failed to taint my conscience even a diminutive speck; as I eternally supported the cause of immortally fantastic truth till the very last breath of my impoverished life,
But what was killing me more than asphyxiating death every unleashing instant; was the barbarously coldblooded parasite of; lethal loneliness.

The most domineeringly chauvinistic egoists pathetically stuttered in trying to make me a quintessential part of their group; as I sat on the leaf of nature’s pristine vivaciousness for centuries immemorial,
But what was killing me more than crippling death every unfurling instant; was the egregiously bloodsucking leech of; satanic loneliness.

The most tawdrily titillating of vixens devastatingly staggered in trying to invidiously infiltrate my virginity; as I dedicated even the most fugacious moment of my destitute life; to the service of philanthropically resplendent mankind,
But what was killing me more than traumatic death every instant; was the lecherously venomous thorn of; simpering loneliness.

The most ominously macabre traitors endlessly lost in insidiously trying to purchase the unfathomably puristic sanctity of my soul; as I timelessly galloped in through the lanes of unconquerably brilliant righteousness,
But what was killing me more than irascible death every unraveling instant; was the sadistically truculent fog of; vindictive loneliness.

The most morbidly disparaging tricksters preposterously fumbled in fooling my innovatively discerning senses; as I victoriously clambered to the pinnacle of benevolently enlightening success; all throughout the chapters of my vibrantly eclectic life,
But what was killing me more than decrepit death every advancing instant; was the mordantly discordant voice of; bellicose loneliness.

The most hedonistically sultry betrayal disappeared into wisps of decaying oblivion; as it tried to sleazily perpetuate into my ecstatically spell binding aura of compassionate vividness,
But what was killing me more than pernicious death; was the pruriently prattling scarecrow of; deteriorating loneliness.

And the most ignominiously diabolical extinction inconsolably wailed; as it gruesomely decimated in front of my spirit of insatiably untamed and sensuously exhilarating adventure,
But what was killing me more than savage death; was the acrimoniously incarcerating prison of; delinquent loneliness.

The placid pebble in blue water,
The yellow Sun evading the skies,
A black cloud of mixed feeling,
The blue tear strained eyes.

The mist hanging in the air,
The white dew drops in the field,
The heavenly smell of thatched hay,
The fathers scattered everywhere.

The delicious smell of baked corn,
The cock singing a perfect rhyme,
The lively squirrel on the tree,
The evanescent rising of dawn.

The hedges covered with green foliage,
The fields to be ploughed at,
The hushed rustling of the trees,
The sweet melody in the air.

A garland of formidably handsome mountains; royally decked
up in beautifully unparalleled tufts of emerald green vegetation,

Dense and astoundingly profound clusters of clouds floating in
unfettered abandon; kissing the farthermost epitomes of the
hills with untold stories of enamoring benevolence,

Delightfully robust creeks weaving their way in an unabashed
freshness through the rocky swirl; as they eventually melanged
with sobriety atthe rock bottom of the river bed,

Tantalizing waterfalls of immaculate white froth cascading
majestically into a mist triumphant optimism; that thoroughly
charmed the spirit of a commercially depraved and
impoverished existence,

Exuberant and curved lanes through the gigantic slopes that
rhapsodically led a beleaguered traveler to one of his most
cherished destinations; in an adventure towards exhilarating
righteousness,

Fiercely mischievous monkeys gnawing at fruits of myriad
shapes and proportions – feasting at those occasional
succulent crumbs hurled by children – without giving a trifle
damn to vehicles that whizzed past at whirlwind speeds,

Sporadic thunderstorms accompanied with indomitably
passionate streaks of silver lightening; that triggered
unmatched infernos of desire through the solitariness of
untainted valley,

An instantaneous spell of torrential rain whilst sipping
marvelous hot tea in the garden; which to the utter and
incredulous amazement yielded impeccable white pearls of the
seasons virgin snow,

An entire Herculean maze of tall trees that constituted the royal
approach to the spectacular city; an entrenchment so thickly
foliated; that it was here that wildlife existed to its unhesitatingly
glorious best,

An unprecedented chill in the atmosphere as the night
romantically descended in the pristine gorge; and the woolens
which had become so obsolete in the sweltering city now
snatched impromptu from the innermost corners of the
suitcase,

Unbelievably tall peaks clad in frosty coats of ice; looming
large and phlegmatically into the distant horizons as the car
entered and swerved sharply towards the last motorable patch
on the extraordinarily tenacious rock,

A gloriously golden dawn which brought alongwith it an
optimistic desire to excel for the cause of goodness and truth –
as the invincible fireball of Sun brilliantly empowered the
surface of earth with the light of love and friendship,

Gregarious grass buds sensuously draped in dew; with frogs
joyously scampering through the plush lawns – as nimble feet
indisputably relished their compassionate stroll on the ground
after ages; early morning,

Tourists flocking from different parts of the globe; at their
vibrantly colorful best; cherishing the verdant landscapes and
that steeped to incomprehensibly surreal heights – ultimately
ending into bits of ebullient open space,

A veritable treat for true lovers who philandered and flirted in
compassionate desire; on a land which was replete with
sumptuously ecstatic adventure and a serenity that befitted
perfect camaraderie,

Poets, writers – described the town’s imperious beauty in
verses, essays, that stupendously enthralled – and artists;
sculptors; delivered their fantabulous best – amidst the aweinspiring
natural environment which mollified the tiniest of
apprehension,

A panoramically adorable facilitator of peace – making the most
spitefully vengeful wholesomely shunt war and abominable
hatred – embrace the fellow living being in the essence of true
brotherhood,

The palatial house of my wonderfully impressive grandparents
where I spent some of the most victorious moment of my
childhood – without worrying or contemplating an ounce on the
vagaries of the pompously spurious society,

I salute my revered and sacrosanct birthplace – ‘ Dehradun ‘
and the imposingly towering queen hills of Mussorrie.

White granules of crushed salt,
distilled from rash waves of saline ocean,
mixed in adequate amount of clear water,
filled to the brim in large beer mugs,
along with with crushed pulp of lemon, tinge of ginger,
is my definition of taste.
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fine threads of variegated saffron,
adhering to shiny interiors of stainless steel,
filled with curry of white starched curd,
with fine sprinkle of pungent mustard powder,
beaten to jelly with wooden battens,
producing clouds of strong aroma,
is my definition of smell.
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brilliant red petals of fragrant rose,
germinating in tandem from thick center buds,
springing from thorny, slender green beanstalk,
deriving nutrition fertile soil,
with a sheath of transparent dew drops,
is my definition of colour.
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heaps of crisp currency notes,
stacked in invincible iron safe,
punched in a cluster by pins of soft metal,
increasing in size by the passing day,
with exquisite statues of pure gold,
is my definition of comfort.

I might be just a minuscule speck of dust loitering aimlessly under the fathomless belt of sky; shivering inexplicably every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got devoured pathetically with the tiniest draught of electric wind.

I might be just a grizzly haired rat; poking my nose pertinently at every smudge of cheese; playing hide and seek with my scornful master; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got ruthlessly got trapped within the diabolical mousetrap; surreptitiously laid at every corner to besiege me.

I might be just a cube of insipidly frigid ice; cold-bloodedly reacting to all the tumultuous heat enshrouding me; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who melted into horrendously tame submission; as the Sun shone a trifle more than it usual self.

I might be just an obdurately infinitesimal stone; uncouthly bereft of the slightest of emotion; gruesomely stumbling in life; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got satanically kicked beyond the realms of obsolete oblivion; even before the infant could raise its nimble foot.

I might be just a diminutively stray droplet of water; reflecting the profound staleness in the lecherously corrupt atmosphere; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got evaporated into baseless wisps of ridiculous nothingness; as the season of sweltering summer; overtook the cold winds in the sky.

I might be just a rotten fruit; swishing capriciously with the viciously swirling breeze; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got devilishly pulverized; even as the giant transgressed boundless kilometers away from my body.

I might be just an insurmountably torn cloth; dissipating into a countless fragments as people walked; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got ripped apart into tyrannical extinction; as the menacing pigs rampaged to appease their murderous gluttony.

I might be just a tiny alphabet inscribed gently on shimmering sands; disgruntling my shape horrifically as the waves struck the shores; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who blew past the corridors of deplorably stinking hell; each time the dictator exhaled his light breath.

And I might be just a profoundly devastated beat; vacillating between the tenterhooks of life and death; every now and again,
But I was definitely not one of those; who got swiped in entirely from the trajectory of this planet; witnessing the girl of my dreams slip from my heart; to bond with the boy whom I considered an irascible pest.

Perhaps the dictionary of the rambunctiously gallivanting bumble bee; obstreperously started and ended with solely the words; “Beautifully golden Honey”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the voluptuously crimson clouds; sensuously started and ended with solely the words; “Unceasingly fantasizing rain”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the fathomlessly majestic desert; aridly started and ended with solely the words; “Unsparingly emaciating heat”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the wretchedly devastating earthquake; tempestuously started and ended solely with the words; “Uncouthly endless destruction”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the magically ameliorating leaves; enchantingly started and ended solely with the words; “Vivaciously ardent breeze”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the ubiquitously spell binding forest; uncannily started and ended solely with the words; “Boundlessly unfettered Enigma”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the inimitably indomitable Sun; fierily started and ended solely with the words; “Unflinchingly optimistic blaze”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the mystically sabbatical snake; clandestinely started and ended solely with the words; “Lethally surreptitious venom”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the triumphantly unbridled butterfly; exuberantly started and ended solely with the words; “Jubilantly undying frolic”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the incomparably venerated cow; dedicatedly started and ended solely with the words; “Timelessly fructifying worship”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the indiscriminately marauding dinosaur; atrociously started and ended solely with the words; “Ruthlessly slandering massacre”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the resplendently milky moon; altruistically started and ended solely with the words; “Perennially enlightening shimmer”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the mundanely jaded road; morosely started and ended solely with the words; “Pathetically lugubrious abrasion”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the insuperably infallible mountains; brilliantly started and ended solely with the words; “Undaunted strength galore”

Perhaps the dictionary of the punctiliously ticking clock; perseveringly started and ended solely with the words; “Indefatigably unfurling time”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the unabashedly scarlet rose; inscrutably started and ended solely with the words; “Unlimitedly compassionate fragrance”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the marvelously undulating sea; poignantly started and ended solely with the words; “Timelessly burgeoning adventure”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the monstrously grisly spider; mysteriously started and ended solely with the words; “Eclectically amazing slipperiness”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the obsessively possessive parents; inexorably started and ended solely with the words; “Our own blood/children”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the seductively emollient dewdrop; celestially starred and ended solely with the words; “Eternally emancipating bliss”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the sullenly cadaverous graveyard; forlornly started and ended solely with the words; “Fetidly asphyxiating ghostliness”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the affably moistened nostril; interminably started and ended solely with the words; “Pricelessly undefeated life”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the fantastically rain soaked soil; magnificently started and ended solely with the words; “Limitlessly unshakable virility”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the unbelievably infinite Universe; spectacularly started and ended solely with the words; “Miraculously mitigating creation”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the redolently invincible conscience; irrefutably started and ended solely with the words; “Unconquerably heavenly truth”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the unassailably ecstatic blood; effulgently started and ended solely with the words; “Incomparably sparkling humanity”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the inscrutably sculptured palm; tantalizingly started and ended solely with the words; “Inexplicably unraveling destiny”,

Perhaps the dictionary of the ferociously blood-curling terrorist; barbarously started and ended solely with the words; “Venomously satanic hatred”,

But Definitely; without the most infinitesimal shadow of doubt and universally; the dictionary of every organism living and symbiotically alive; uninhibitedly started and ended solely with the words; Immortally bonding love.

Be it belonging to the infinitesimally irate ant; who traversed an infinite steps in its journey from the bottom of the majestic dinner table; to its tantalizingly steaming top,

Be it belonging to the stoically invincible Everest; which stood with its head high as the lone unflinchingly exuberant warrior; even as the entire planet beside was dissolving into the mortuaries of hopelessness,

Be it belonging to the measly disheveled mushroom; frenetically staggering with each draught of fresh air; trying to solidly emboss its very own place in the languid bits of mud circumscribing it,

Be it belonging to the wondrously tangy wave; dissipating into an unparalleled festoon of royal froth; triggering an inevitable smile on every bygone face, after clashing against the seductive black rocks,

Be it belonging to the voluptuously crimson thundercloud; which craved and craved and unstoppably craved for its time; to melt into a boundless droplets of everlastingly mollifying rain,

Be it belonging to the incongruously bohemian barking dog; who uncontrollably growled nineteen to the dozen even in ghastly midnight; until its voice was eventually heard by its callous master,

Be it belonging to the perennially flowering tree; which blossomed into umpteenth a dazzling leaf every now and again; and whose each minuscule root had entrapped in it; the hidden enigmas of a time before time was pragmatically born,

Be it belonging to the diminutively impoverished cubicle of stray ice; trembling an infinite times every unfurling instant; in anticipation of its worst enemy the ‘Sun’ blazing out; and forever pulverizing the chapter of its existence beyond its livid grave,

Be it belonging to the indiscriminately behemoth dinosaur; for whom everything else on earth was a maudlin buffoonery of time; as it toyed with all creation in the center of its palm; till its last breath destined,

Be it belonging to the insignificantly tiny shell lying astray on the skewed shores; fighting left; right and center for its very existence; even as each gigantic wave inexorably tried to drown to the rock bottom of the sea,

Be it belonging to the vivaciously dancing peacock; which spread its romantic plumage full throttle in anticipation of its dream mate; with the very first showers of ravishingly golden rain,

Be it belonging to the obnoxiously fetid cockroach; spending an infinite of its lives fretfully meandering round the disdainful lavatory seat; an indescribable miles far away from the freshness of rising Sunlight,

Be it belonging to the raunchily descending bat; searching for every conceivable prey of its blindfolded; since its very first cry of morosely blackened and topsy-turvy hackneyed life,

Be it belonging to most impoverished ingredient of the atmosphere; swept to its non-existent grave every second by the slightest puff of wind; and then found floating again in some indecipherable part of the fathomless Universe,

Be it belonging to the very last brick in the boundlessly deep foundation; which timelessly winced in unheard pain; an intransigently agonizing scream which fell on deaf ears and with only the darkness around it as its lone companion,

Be it belonging to the pinch of vapid dust; which either got ruthlessly swept; heartlessly trampled; ludicrously blown; condemningly spat upon; by every cold-blooded stroke of unsparing destiny,

Be it belonging to the velvety blade of emerald grass; which perennially romanced in the aisles of untamed desire; with each droplet of mesmerizing golden dew,

Be it belonging to the evanescent entrenchment of the parsimonious horizons; which try as hard as they could; but were never successful in salvaging their own identity; amidst the day; afternoon and wild night,

Be it belonging to the incongruously babbling eunuch; stretching to every threshold of raucously unimaginable obscenity; in order to evict those quintessential bundles of currency from the spurious society outside,

O! Yes, be it belonging to conceivably anyone on this tirelessly ingratiating earth; every palpitating heart has; is; and shall forever remain an unconquerably ‘Deep Ocean of secrets’.

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of ghoulishly crucifying death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most ultimate of king; relished every puff of free air in the colossal atmosphere?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of tumultuously asphyxiating death -inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most brazen tip of the mountain; wholesomely letting the waves of titillating adventure whistle past your aroused skin?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of deliriously estranged death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most euphoric waves of the ocean; profoundly exhilarated by the spray of magical existence?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of barbarously silencing death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most poignant shades of the scarlet rose; letting the flavor of creation forever reign supreme in every single ingredient of your blood?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of truculently unsparing death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most extremely aroused particles of rain-soaked soil; letting a perennial festoon of sensuality timelessly drift from each of your veins?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of cold-bloodedly sacrilegious death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most exultated streak of thunder; profusely drowning even the most insouciant of your nerve into the unparalleled roar of life?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of indescribably torturous death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most passionate shade of the rainbow; feeling the unconquerable enlightenment of breath even on severest maniacally depressed day?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of hideously massacring death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most virile layer of the seed; royally proliferating into infinite more of your kind; so that life in your reflection palpitated; even after you died?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of painstakingly divesting death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most everlasting kiss of the lips; trying to suckle every ounce of sweetness from the rhapsodically mesmerizing belly of earth?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of diabolically baseless death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most perpetuating sting of the bumble bee; trying to infiltrate your inimitable sting into every single quarter of the Universe?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of sadistically penalizing death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most everlasting tune of the nightingale; perpetually trying to blend the innermost tune of your soul; with every bit of goodness in the atmosphere?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of deplorably shattering death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most ecstatic roar of the lion; trying to overpower even the most infidel insinuation of the devil; at every step that you tread?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of tawdrily uncouth death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most tantalizing backdrop of the night; handsomely stirring the seduction of a boundless lifetimes within your
impoverished skin and soul?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of cannibalistically castigating death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most blazing pinnacle of the Sun; interminably glowing in the invincibly flaming passion of existence?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of horrifically impotent death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most endless treasuries of opulence; groping to assimilate the very best of everything; on the trajectory of this fathomless Universe?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of morbidly wretched death-inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most enigmatic chirps of the forest; fervently wanting to tingle each impoverished bone of yours; with the undefeated pulse of creation?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of sinfully devastating death- inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most immortal scent of a lover; trying to savor every single ounce of compassion and friendship; existing as one on this gigantic planet?

Wasn’t it only because of the fear of irrevocably wounding death—inevitably approaching you anytime; that you lived each instant of your life like the most victoriously scintillating of star; unstoppably triumphing over even the most criminal shades of blackness and despair?

Then how the hell could you christen death as ‘Pessimistic’, ‘Negative’ and the sorts; when it was infact the absolute King of Optimism; the very best; beautiful; bountiful and inevitable blackness; that relentlessly inspired you forward in the chapter of
inscrutable life.

Lies will always remain treacherously lambasting Lies.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the handsomely invincible Everest; or whether you place it amidst the most bountifully proliferating of soil; makes not even the slightest of difference.

Hatred will always remain baselessly abhorrent Hatred.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the enchantingly inimitable clouds; or whether you place it amidst every droplet of tantalizingly mesmerizing rain cascading; makes not even the most infinitesimal of difference.

Terrorism will always remain tyrannically abominable Terrorism.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the tangily undulating waves; or whether you place it amidst the fathomlessly jubilant shores; makes not even the most ethereal of difference.

Indiscrimination will always remain pathetically maiming Indiscrimination.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the poignantly scarlet rose; or
whether you place it amidst the mist of everlastingly burgeoning scent; makes not even the most transient of difference.

War will always remain hedonistically slandering War.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the vivaciously intrepid tree; or whether you place it amidst the compassionately impregnable roots; makes not even the most obfuscated of difference.

Fear will always remain wantonly inexplicable Fear.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the unassailably humanitarian dwelling; or whether you place it amidst the insuperably emollient foundations
of righteousness; makes not even the most obliterated of difference.

Cold-bloodedness will always remain diabolically unsavory Cold-bloodedness. Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the pricelessly egalitarian sky;
or whether you place amidst the unconquerably redolent earth; makes not even the most obsolete of difference.

Slavery will always remain preposterously forlorn Slavery.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the vividly victorious rainbow; or whether you place it amidst the ecstatically galloping atmosphere; makes not even the most evaporating of difference.

Hysteria will always remain lividly impotent Hysteria.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the effulgently sparkling meadows; or whether you place it amidst the resplendently sensuous dewdrops; makes not
even the most inconspicuous of difference.

Depression will always remain intolerably crucifying Depression.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the optimistically flaming Sun; or whether you place it amidst unflinchingly royal golden rays; makes not even the
most insouciant of difference.

Dishonesty will always remain traumatically truculent Dishonesty.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the incomparably voluptuous gorge; or whether you place it amidst the most astoundingly stupefying tranquility; makes not even the most imperturbable of difference.

Politics will always remain sacrilegiously depraving Politics.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the peerlessly unsurpassable moon; or whether you place it amidst the most iridescently twinkling shimmer; makes not even the most fugitive of difference.

Rape will always remain unforgivably sinful Rape.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the eternally Omniscient temple; or whether you place it amidst infinite rivers of miraculous holiness; makes not even the most disappearing of difference.

Corruption will always remain disgustingly deteriorating Corruption.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the unceasingly symbiotic brain;
or whether you place it amidst an endless unconquerable dreams of glorious brotherhood; makes not even the most inane of difference.

Prostitution will always remain satanically abject Prostitution.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the impeccably pristine oyster; or whether you place it amidst the most indomitably benign shimmer of innocence; makes not even the most ephemeral of difference.

Laziness will always remain lackadaisically meaningless Laziness.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the tirelessly ever-pervading
paradise; or whether you place it amidst the amiably dancing fairies of tomorrow; makes not even the most nonchalant of difference.

Betrayal will always remain gratuitously demonic Betrayal.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of mellifluously harmonious beehive; or whether you place it amidst all the rhapsodically interminable sweetness of the Universe; makes not even the most feckless of difference.

Devilishness will always remain horrifically penalizing Devilishness.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of the undefeatedly Omnipotent saint;
or whether you place it amidst every sermon of invincibly coalescing humanity; makes not even the most flickering of difference.

And Death will always remain inevitably torturous Death.
Whether you place it on the absolute epitome of unshakably Omnipresent Heaven; or whether you place it amidst every veritably blessed ingredient on this Universe; makes not even the most hapless of difference.

Death was the greatest pacifier; after which every thwarted desire of the physical form; wonderfully evaporated and became a mist of celestially everlasting solitude,

Death was the greatest purifier; after which even the most evanescent ounce of the inevitably sinful body; wholesomely dissolved to perennially blend with the holy natural soil and atmosphere,

Death was the greatest fantasizer; after which each impoverished element of the soul unabashedly fantasized in an infinite directions; without the tiniest of tensions or frustrations of manipulatively castrated life,

Death was the greatest immortalizer; after which every good and Samaritan deed of living being; was idolized and gave strength to existing man to conquer all evil; till times immemorial,

Death was the greatest synthesizer; after which even the most ethereal trace of ghoulish imbalance in the body; settled and whispered in exuberant unison towards every new face of captivating dawn,

Death was the greatest symbolizer; after which each entity became an institution in its very ownself; for whatever good or bad it’d achieved; in the tenure of its otherwise unendingly aspiring life,

Death was the greatest realizer; after which man was able to holistically imbibe his true identity on planet earth; as he unavoidably crumbled like a fence of matchsticks; infront of the Omnipotent Almighty Lord,

Death was the greatest neutralizer; after which even the most invisible insinuation of positivity and negativity; was made articulately same on the plane of sheer and vapid nothingness,

Death was the greatest rationalizer; paving open the way; to the miraculously untiring chapters of bountiful life and extinction; being the most impregnable focal point upon which the Universe rotated,

Death was the greatest nullifier; bringing living kind to absolute ground zero-after it’d achieved the most inimitable of heights; thereby once again inspiring a whole new chapter of rejuvenating existence,

Death was the greatest fortifier; royally melanging every amiable spirit on this earth; into one unassailably epitomizing wall of silence; which not even the fiercest of wars fought on globe could ever pervade,

Death was the greatest womanizer; after which the haplessly divested spirit of worldly life; easily entered and left the most beautiful maidens upon this earth; without causing the slightest of stir or perceivable scratch,

Death was the greatest desensitizer; after which even the most hideously uncouth bombarding to the physical form; the most inexplicable agony to the heart; seemed like a paradise of poignantly virgin roses,

Death was the greatest socializer; after which endless communities after communities; the greatest of friends and foes; all assembled together to unanimously pray for the peaceful liberation of the soul,

Death was the greatest randomizer; eccentrically selecting a living organism of any shape; size; color; status; age; anytime in its completely and irrefutably unchallengeable swirl,

Death was the greatest energizer; suddenly granting those wings of uninhibitedness to the deliriously incarcerated soul; to ebulliently circle round the planet a countless number of times,

Death was the greatest sermonizer; automatically inculcating a boundless values and significance about the chapters of priceless breath and existence; as it timelessly stared down every eyeball; be it newborn or staggeringly old,

Death was the greatest revitalizer; after which the trajectory of enamoring earth witnessed life in its most pristinely effulgent form once again; as the indefatigable imprints of the Omnipresent lord; blossomed in some or the other form of life; once again,

And death was; is and shall ever remain as the greatest Equalizer; after which- the richest and the poorest—the tallest and the shortest—the brightest and the darkest-the strongest and the weakest—the blessed and the maimed—the sighted and the sightless-every single organism of God created with breath on this ever-pervading planet; at last found their true identity as united and one; beneath the deserted and lackluster patch of graveyard soil.