Sweet Success

There were no surreptitious secrets to achieve it; bask in its gloriously scintillating laurels for centuries immemorial,

There were no clandestine shortcuts to catapult to it; shimmer in its unparalleled cynosure; like no other entity on this astronomically colossal Universe,

There were no easy rides to gallop towards it; unequivocally embellish it in your forehead; for countless more births of yours yet to unveil,

There were no magical mantras to wholesomely assimilate it; irrefutably ensure that it was solely yours; from amongst infinite more on this unendingly
gargantuan planet,

There were no incoherent insinuations to perpetually incarcerate it; perennially ensure that it didn't budge even an inconspicuous inch from your invincible
custody,

There were no ominously nefarious means to blissfully absorb it; witness it become the unfathomably poignant radiance; that reflected profusely from your
disastrous soul,

There were no dexterously ambiguous methods to lure it; unleash it from the unsurpassably limitless Universe; to make it the bountiful carpet of your stinking household,

There were no miraculous rockets to unflinchingly escalate to it; sight the entire planet as an infinitesimal insect; sitting on its majestically kingly countenance,

There were no ravishingly melodious tunes to seduce it; make it the profoundly aristocratic jewel of your impoverished eyes; while the rest of the globe envied
you in utter disbelief,

There were no swords to nonchalantly pluck it; bestow it with astronomical ease in the heart of your dwindling palms; for times immemorial,

There was no tenacious breeze to swipe it entirely in one single go; proudly solemnize your severely devastated existence; with all stupendous glory that
lay in the resplendent cosmos,

There were no sleazily titillating colors to tantalize it; uninhibitedly make it the celestial radiance of your frigidly capricious skin; for decades unprecedented,

There were no bombastic pools of crocodile tears to melt it; trap its divinely prosperity forever; in the swirl of your insidiously non-existent imagery,

There were no ideals of spuriously pathetic business management to grasp it; forever embed its triumphantly glittering flag on the roof of your vengefully
dithering dwelling,
There were no rigid textbook incantations to seek it; gyrate in the spell of its heavenly ebullience; irrespective of ghastly night or spell bindingly sweltering day,

There were no ingeniously scientific formulas to wonderfully evolve it; preserve it without the slightest of effort; for incomprehensibly unstoppable decades on the trot,

There were no flash in the pan one-night-stands to reach it; let its marvelously enamoring intensity; descend upon every cranny of your lecherously diminutive visage,

There were no bizarrely commercial manipulations to trade it; make it the most unassailably treasured aspect of your despicable life; in exchange of fathomless treasuries of your rotting wealth,

And if there was any way to immortally reach it; divinely experience it in every philanthropic smile of your survival; then it was irrefutably and only timeless perseverance; a Sun of blazing hard work; that undisputedly leads you to the heaven of; unconquerably sweet success.

Sweet Alarm clock

I marched rambunctiously up the steps to my office; greeted my boss before anybody else could with a profoundly amicable smile,
While he slept lazily on his cozy bed; even well past brilliant afternoon.

I got ready for the high priority business meeting; sat in synchronized harmony beside the delegate adorned in an expensively embellished suit; with my pulse nearly racing out of my heart,
While he nimbly turned his back from one side to another; inadvertently shrugged at the flies hovering pertinently round his cheek.

I bounced boisterously on the vacant streets at the crack of glistening dawn; relentlessly admiring the Sun as it shone to its most overwhelming radiance,
While he drew the quilt even more tenaciously over his head; shielding his eyes even from the tiniest trace of white light.

I jogged fervently through the verdant lawns; with ravishing grass incessantly tickling my dreary feet; letting infinite globules of golden perspiration dribble down my arms,
While he emanated a volley of thunderous snores; inundating the blissful atmosphere around with his disdainfully pugnacious sound.

I dug gargantuan chunks of fresh soil with my hands as hostile rays of afternoon filtered through my hazel eyes; sowed a cluster of salubrious seed in every
visible quarter of fecund land,
While he dozed like the most treacherous demon on this planet; sleeping invincibly with his bohemian feet pointing towards the garland of resplendent stars.

I executed each of my task meticulously as the clock indefatigably ticked; harmoniously carrying out all my duties of the day without the slightest of
circumspection or bewilderment,
While he sucked his big thumb worse than a small baby; with a mountain of silken pillow profusely enveloping his scalp.

I leapt in ecstatic jubilation in torrential sheets of voluptuous rain; splashing my entire persona in the freshly sparkling stream of seductive water,
While he mumbled incoherent words in his divinely reverie; refrained to budge an inch; even as a battalion of red cockroach crawled in his limp ear.

I immensely relished each shade of the day; flamboyantly marched past the serene seaside; with the congenial evening breeze kissing fabulously across my chest,
While he didn't even know the world in which he was living; whether it was stringent morning outside or ghastly night.

I reaped the most blissful of merits in life; optimizing each opportunity that came my way; climbing the ladders to unprecedented success and irrefutable prosperity,
While he poked his tongue out a trifle; slavered pathetically at the mouth; let the parasites around suck his morbid blood without being perturbed one bit.

And the only difference between me and him was; that I woke up with a jolted start every morning; as my sweet alarm clock whipped the last ounce of my sleep with its deafening noise,
While he was left miserably asleep and doped till well past after midnight; till when infact I had victoriously completed my full quota of days; my complete quota of enchanting nights.

Sweat Bath

Neither was the most contemporarily powerful of air-conditioner needed; even as the heat outside raced to an unbearable scorch,

Neither was there the most infinitesimal puff of wind that could provide any respite; as time painstakingly crawled to welcome a fresh dawn,

Neither did ice form into mesmerizing cubes even in the deepest freeze; as virtually everything in vicinity was shredded asunder in fiery whirlpools of the afternoon,

Neither did wondrously tantalizing waves of the oceans reach the penurious doorstep; as they were pragmatically speaking - continents and poles apart,

Neither did the most rhapsodically delectable ice-creams and candies cause a diminutive dent; as the blazing heat pulverized the same into frigid pulp-even before they could reach the lips,

Neither did the most mellifluously nostalgic of songs cause an impact- as shades of adulterated humane yellow pierced the atmosphere; as draughts of warm air swept their might,

Neither did the most enchanting of praises reach the ears; as asphyxiating dust and morbid smoke; squandered through a landscape of population with a forlorn will to kill,

Neither did the darkest shades of black tinted glass come to any rescue- as though the dark films sequestered from direct impact; they absorbed heat at the same time to eventually distort beyond recognition,

Neither did the merrily artificial tap of water provide the tiniest of solace; as it soon started to emit hostile steam usurped by the storm of volcanic heat which wavered fiercely around,

Neither did the glass of freshly extracted fruit juice render the slightest of rejuvenation- as it miserably evaporated to reveal the last grains of sugar and salt blended within; as famished palms groped fervently ahead to clutch it,

Neither did snow flakes disdainfully thrown astray by the passing carts create a whiff of cool- as the parched tarmac devoured those few globules of water first; even before any living form dared creep near them,

Neither did the most majestic of castles generate a shy beam of shade; as their walls themselves scorched like a ravaging bulldozer; sulking at the angst that came alongwith the heat- instead of a grain of compassionate comfort,

Neither did the historically quaint well guarantee any beacon of a promise; as when one tread right to its mystically intrepid bottom- the discovery did yield hollowness but without a droplet of liquid to compliment,

Neither did the sensuously nestled swimming pool offer a fantasy of revitalizing delight; as arid winds laced with venomous smoke stabbed its periphery; metamorphosing its charmed persona into a parsimoniously fetid gutter line,

Neither did the princely fountain adorning the bustling street offer a trifle of an enthrallment- as the spray that once upon a time kissed the chin after ricocheting of ground; now abruptly dried midway in fireballs of acrimonious heat,

Neither did the couch of astoundingly pure velvet generate any comfort; as before anyone could nestle on its enamoring softness- its covers melted in the tyrannical heat- and out came charging the unabashed coiled springs,


And yet I was unabashedly relishing each ounce of my existence; even as the tumultuous summer heat whipped every bit of joy from the solar-plexus of survival,

As I romanced in the golden stream of mortal sweat that sensuously dribbled down my skin- to give me my victorious "Sweat-Bath".

Sweat

Slender slices of steel acquired the complexion of molten curry,
when amber flames of the fire licked their persona with savage heat.

infinite blades of lush green grass were camouflaged in dew drops,
after blissful long spells of winter night sleep.

brutally scorched skin of desert camel oozed droplets of water,
when struck by incessant heat reigning with immense fervour in all quarters.

ornate petals of the red daisy produced nectar in abundance,
after hosting a cluster of humming bees having fertile sacs of golden honey.

concrete walls embodied with red brick displayed slimy coats of moisture,
after brand new strokes of ravishing wall paint.

the ergonomically sculptured car seat felt amazingly humid,
after i inhabited it, sank on it relishing my posture, for unsurpassable lengths of time.

the surface of earth vomited Herculean amounts of sizzling lava,
imprisoned within its innermost core for decades in strangulation.

colossal masses of rich black clouds excreted gallons of water,
when hovering in close proximity with the green periphery of earth.

wild branches of the raspberry tree expurgated fat globules of bitter milk,
as i adroitly ripped their skins with my fingernails.

my body perspired like hell when thoroughly exposed to currents of warm Sunshine,
as blistering waves of heat sapped reserve quota's of energy,
sweating like an untamed pig all along the sultry ambience of pitch dark night.

Supremely Immortal

The scarlet rose was mortal; but its alluring essence that lingered for centuries unprecedented in the dreary atmosphere; was supremely immortal,

The blue crested nightingale was mortal; but its enchanting sound diffusing rhapsodic melody in every corner of the fathomless Universe; was supremely immortal,

The dark dotted tiger was mortal; but its thunderously deafening roar that instilled a wave of inexplicable terror in infants even before they were born; was supremely immortal,

The consortium of ominously dark clouds was mortal; but the mesmerizing beauty and flamboyant grace which they imparted to the firmament of azure sky; was supremely immortal,

The marble shaped eye was mortal; but the marvelously magnificent picture of the world which it provided to the impoverished persona; was supremely immortal,

The battalion of resplendent stars twinkling in the cosmos were mortal; but the tenacious illumination which they conjured up every single night; was supremely immortal,

The feather tipped fountain pen was mortal; but the infinite lines of inspiration it had embodied for the entire planet to enjoy and imbibe; was supremely immortal,

The innovative Scientist was mortal; but his ensemble of ingenious inventions which metamorphosed the complexion of this world; were supremely immortal,

The contemporarily sleazy watch was mortal; but the time that ticked over; prevailed profoundly ever since the very instant this earth was created; was supremely immortal,

The ardent philosopher was mortal; but his scores of unequivocally philanthropic ideals casting a spell on tangible life for decades immemorial; were supremely immortal,

The furtively deceptive mirage was mortal; but the sprawling blanket of scorchingly flaming desert sands; was supremely immortal,

The incident which happened faster than the speed of white light was mortal; but the piquant memories it left behind; besieging the mind in wholesome entirety; was supremely immortal,

The festoon of diamonds was mortal; but the incorrigibly fervent glow that it radiated; coining irrefutable benchmarks in fragile personalities; was supremely immortal,

The solitarily deserted monsoon pond was mortal; but the verdant vegetation it left behind; which kept proliferating at amazing speeds into infinite more of its kind; was supremely immortal,

The speed of thought was mortal; but the ecstatic whirlpool of exhilaration it
generated; was supremely immortal,

The compassionately amicable smile was mortal; but the feeling of good will which it perpetuated worldwide; was supremely immortal,

The activity of mischievous flirtation was mortal; but the eternal love it blissfully culminated into was; supremely immortal,

And the body was mortal; someday found itself inevitably beneath the morbid grave; but the spirit of the perpetual soul it left behind; was supremely immortal

Sunrise To sunset

As much as its dazzling rays of light stupendously
astonished me; I was in profound admiration of it
slipping gently down the ethereal horizons,

As much as its fiery inferno of unstoppable radiance
brilliantly illuminated every part of me; I was in
profound admiration of its majestically changing
color; as the hours crept by,

As much as its blazing shades veritably catapulted
towards the ultimate zenith of paradise; I was in
profound admiration of it fluttering nervously as
winds of evening inevitably took over their toll,

As much as its ocean of tantalizingly sizzling
brightness mystically spell bounded me; I was in
profound admiration of it winking flirtatiously from
amidst the clouds; as nightfall was about to descend by,

As much as its golden aura of supreme Omnipotence
enshrouded each of my impoverished senses; I was in
profound admiration of it dancing in timid submission;
after its spell of the dazzling morning came to an end,

As much as its Omnipresent charisma enthralled me
beyond the realms of pragmatic control; I was in
profound admiration of its ravishingly fading persona;
as inexplicably enigmatic shadows descended by,

As much as its poignantly scarlet countenance caressed
me from all ends; I was in profound admiration of it
sleeping like an angel; all throughout the domains of
the seductively exotic night,

As much as its vibrantly dancing flames stupefied me
into meek submission towards the ground; I was in
profound admiration of its nimble acceptance of
transient blackness; before it could once again and
roaringly shine,

As much as its Omniscient glow mesmerized me beyond
the boundaries of enamoring paradise; I was in
profound admiration of its drastically fading
complexion as it bid the earth an ephemeral goodbye,

As much as its incomprehensibly invincible tenacity
left me searching for breath; I was in profound
admiration of its gorgeously new born pink; as
resplendence stars transcended the sky,

As much as its sacrosanct aura enthralled me into
ebulliently soaring euphoria; I was in profound
admiration of its charmingly flickering rays;
eventually dissolving into short lived darkness,

As much as its trail of flamboyant fire incredulously
made me its humble slave; I was in profound admiration
of its blissfully melodious harmony as the hours
gradually cascaded by,

As much as its profusely majestic shimmer engendered
me to convolute into clouds of unparalleled ecstasy; I
was in profound admiration of its sedately contented
visage; as it settled to relish the breeze of the
star- studded midnight,

As much as its irrefutably princely demeanor made me
gasp in stunned and utter disbelief; I was in profound
admiration of its handsomely extinguishing light; as
it immortally resolved to rise once again,

As much as its unequivocal grandiloquence granted me
the tenacity to lead a countless more lives; I was in
profound admiration of its amber mellow; as it shrunk
serenely behind the poignant hills,

As much as its ingratiatingly captivating beams
seduced me into a web of overwhelming mysticism; I was
in profound admiration of its rhapsodic enthrallment;
as it coalesced wholesomely with the undulating sea,

As much as its tumultuously compassionate aura
pacified all my traumatically agonized apprehensions
in life; I was in profound admiration of its divinely
silent withdrawal from the cosmos; as the onset of
every dusk,

As much as its insurmountably flaming aura ignited
fireballs of untamed passion in my every dreary night;
I was in profound admiration of its nascently slim
horizons; as it took the plunge into oblivion for some hours,

As much as its remarkably stringent rays fumigated
each iota of my despondently dreary countenance; I was
in profound admiration of its marvelous obeisance;
dissipating into a festoon of gorgeous empathy; as it
gave way to the Moon,

And as much as its brilliantly fresh rays made me
salute it till countless births of mine; as immortal
SUNRISE; I was in profound admiration of it melanging
gloriously with the tepid horizons; settling deep
within my heart and soul as fantastic SUNSET

Sunday

It came after 6 days of grueling work,
6 days of assiduous effort under the scorching ball of Sun,
6 days of unrelenting tasks executed at electric pace,
6 days of insufficient meals blended with stingy
amounts of obnoxious coffee,
6 days of absolution from amicable domains of family,
6 days of sedulous expeditions in packed to capacity commuter trains,
6 days of deprivation from a ravishing game of long tennis,
6 days of obliteration from revitalizing spray of the ocean,
6 days of conscious efforts to wear feckless and spurious smiles,
6 days of wandering in a claustrophobic ambience of lackluster paper,
6 days of monotonous salute to the disillusioning supremo,
6 days of dedicated projects; with eyes incorrigibly glued to the computer,
6 days of incessant perspiration dribbling down crisp shirt,
6 days of onerous struggle to compete with intellectuals,
6 days of nostalgia for peace; weighing heavily on mind,
6 days of obstreperous noise piercing through soft ear,
6 days of aching feet; with spasmodically restless back,
6 days of impatient sigh's and a perpetual longing for melodious sleep.

The seventh day finally did arrive,
I drew back multiple blinds in my apartment house,
to let sizzling rays of dawn fumigate my persona,
slept late in the morning; oblivious to hassles of mundane work,
consumed barrels of enticing beer; nibbling fresh nut on the silver sands of
the beach,
languidly strolled a few miles with the pungent spray of the water,
stimulating my dreary eyes; as i candidly prayed to the Creator,
to bless me and my family with bountiful more Sunday's.

Sun Temple

The atmosphere was enveloped with raspberry essence,
octagon pillars held the vast expanse of egg shaped roof,
mystical scriptures were engraved on stone,
the floor was strewn with century old clay,
the exquisite elevation was an architectural treat,
a trio of saffron flags blew on towering roof,
tubular well was 1000 feet deep in belly of earth,
the dungeons contained armoury of knife, and gleaming sword,
the idol of sun god hissed fire,
the sacrificial altar, was smeared with holy ash,
metal boards showcased clippings of war,
melodious sounds, a ramification of,
brass tongues striking golden bodied bell,
blistering sunshine baked the structure in day,
effeminate  light of the moon embraced it all night,
ivory tusks projected from stuffed elephants in crimson grey,
ornamental doors were embroidered with brass,
a grisly haired guide, held bulky manuscripts,
entertained hordes of visitors, fleet of school children,
with nostalgic memories of the golden era,
in which were built the fiery walls of the SUN TEMPLE.

Sun- Our Sole Reservoir Of Strength.

The most inexplicably ghastliest and torturous of
diseases; got wholesomely cured; under its
Omnipotently fiery and divinely blazing rays,

The most acrimoniously venomous and meaningless of
prejudices; got disdainfully massacred; under its
handsomely unflinching and timelessly liberating rays,

The most indiscriminately massacring and terrorizing
of wars; became forever non-existent; under its
spectacularly virile and majestically emollient rays,

The most diabolically tormenting and unsparing of
ghosts; metamorphosed into nothingness; under its
Omnisciently royal and fearlessly invincible rays,

The most deliriously demented and sadistic of brains;
became righteously blissful; under its jubilantly
ecstatic and timelessly ameliorating rays,

The most insanely stinking and lividly battered of
shit; became fragrantly meaningful; under its royally
ubiquitous and interminably sweltering rays,

The most drearily remorseful and incarcerating of
blackness; became optimistic daylight; under its
triumphantly sagacious and unchallangably sacred rays,

The most intolerably gory and unpardonable of crimes;
got celestial salvation; under its universally
benevolent and indefatigably golden rays,

The most peevishly subjugated and imprisoned of veins;
became uninhibitedly free; under its magnetically
unabashed and extraordinarily flamboyant rays,

The most uncontrollably hedonistic and sinister of
obsessions; commenced to march on the path of eternal
truth and symbiotism; under its unconquerably
beautiful and unflinchingly dazzling rays,

The most sadistically perverted and sacrilegious of
imagery; transformed into a paradise of dreams; under
its gorgeously Omnipresent and undyingly benign rays,
The most vehemently vengeful and dogmatic of
stubbornness; became a gorge of infallible peace;
under its vivaciously inimitable and synergistically
unabashed rays,

The most ominously lethal and treacherous of
rebellion; became holistically compassionate
camaraderie; under its bountifully fathomless and
undefeatedly honest rays,

The most cadaverously jinxed and cursed of spirits;
became miraculously blessing freshness; under its
limitlessly extemporizing and spell-bindingly
captivating rays,

The most unfortunately unfinished and fretful of
desires; became the most successful reality of
tomorrow; under its unalterably glowing and
synergistically blessed rays,

The most cannibalistically atrocious and heinous of
impoverishment; became boundlessly inimitable
pricelessness; under its magically glittering and
regally insuperable rays,

The most wantonly lecherous and maiming of atheism;
became unassailably pristine devotion; under its
selflessly victorious and inexhaustibly incomparable rays,

The most disastrously delinquent and castrating
infertility; transformed into the ultimate seeds of
charismatic evolution; under its unceasingly
enlightening and impeccably godly rays,

The most bizarrely crippling and doomed hopelessness;
became the winds of exuberantly galloping tomorrow;
under its wonderfully effulgent and faultlessly fecund rays,

And inspite of all this; isn't it strange; that you;
me and virtually every other human being on earth; ran
away from the everlasting firebody of the Omnipotent
Sun; worthlessly complaining that it was a trifle too
harsh for our skins; burning us; blackening us;
charring us; making us relentlessly perspire;
worthlessly slandering the Sun infront of the stupidly
lifeless air-conditioner; for salaciously tiring us;
whereas it was our sole reservoir of strength;
inspiration and power to survive; in veritable
reality?

Sun God

Some called it a blazing volcano; sizzling every nook and cranny of the earth with its fiery rays,

Some called it fulminating lava erupting at swashbuckling speeds; charring everything that came its way into infinitesimal bits of invisible ash,

Some called it an ocean of swirling fire; with its omnipotent power to penetrate trough the most gruesome of prevailing darkness,

Some called it a majestic lion fully charged up; roaring indefatigably till everything around it was in blissful calm,

Some called it a vivacious and golden crystal of smothering coal; able to cure even the most inexplicable of disease loitering on this earth,

Some called it a flaming and a supremely transparent mirror; having the incredible power of gobbling all other shadows on this planet except its own,

Some called it a battlefield of the highest degree; simply invincible to defeat; even by the most valiant battalion of soldiers,

Some called it an angry cloud that never rained; evaporating every trace of evil from the gloomy trajectory of ground,

Some called it an amber bowl of boiling honey; causing even the most impregnable of entity staring into it to inevitably wink,

Some called it a cascading waterfall of blistering energy; taking the demon by tumultuous force in its impetuous wrath,

Some called it an inland of unprecedented courage; impregnating even the weakest body standing beneath it; with daunting strength and fortitude,

Some called it the King of all eggs always shining; fomenting boundless number of mammalian eggs to hatch into innocuous fledglings; providing them with the most conducive quantity of heat,

Some called it a dazzling fountain of bubbling acid; which left no scope at all for misery; till the time it grandiloquently glowed all day,

Some called it the most unadulterated body ever created; with every soul on this globe; unanimously revering it for the irrefutable sanctity it possessed,
Some called it a flamboyantly shimmering spoon; which looked after each and every object breathing; saw to it that everyone was sumptuously fed,

Some called it a scintillating sword; having the prowess to wholesomely annihilate the one it wanted with its marvelously gleaming edge,

Some called it the ultimate savior in times of unwarranted distress; igniting rays of hope with its omnipresent light,

Some called it an immeasurable diamond; with its unsurpassable depth; defeating the worst of chilly night,

Different people living in different tribes christened it by countless names and opinions; absolutely astounded by the strength of its unconquerable beams,
But I will always call and worship it as my undefeated God; my loving and immortally adorable Sun God.

Suddenly.

Suddenly my lips blossomed into a celestial smile; overshadowing all the bizarre apprehensions that I was confronted with; just few seconds ago,

Suddenly my eyes blended with an unfathomable fountain of dreams; relinquish every iota of gruesome blindness that had uncouthly besieged me since years,

Suddenly my hair stood up in ecstatic exhilaration; almost uprooting the scalp as they danced the dance of their lives; without a trace of diminutive wind,

Suddenly my blood galloped like infinite tornado's through my veins; massacring all signs of devastating disease that had so irrevocably enveloped each of my senses,

Suddenly my palms started to indefatigably clap; rising with the profoundly exuberant breeze; in their perennial desire to kiss the mystical cocoon of glorious clouds,

Suddenly my teeth commenced to relentlessly chatter; and my throat sung the most fabulous song of its enslaved life,

Suddenly my ears erupted out of their spell of hopeless deafness; compassionately drifted to even the most infinitesimally exotic sound lingering around,

Suddenly my stomach reverberated with insatiable pangs of hunger; resolving to remain famished till eternity; even though I consumed the most appetizing morsels of
food on this planet,

Suddenly my shadow fluttered in ebullient enthrallment; surreally stretching its realms; beyond the land of seductively gyrating fairies,

Suddenly my fingers united to write boundless lines of poetry; sketching the fathomlessly mesmerizing contours of the enigmatic gorge; even though they were
brutally paralyzed,

Suddenly my neck enchantingly wandered in all directions; frantically searching for that slim ray of unparalleled excitement,

Suddenly my feet intransigently galloped through the romantically bountiful meadows; diffusing incomprehensible spurts of enthusiastic energy; on
every step they tread,

Suddenly my cheeks blushed astoundingly to a volatile crimson; inevitably attracting even the most insipid of dead grass blades; in their splendidly rubicund swirl,

Suddenly my skin developed countless royal goose-bumps; tantalizingly experiencing and basking in the glory; of magnificently vacillating weather,

Suddenly my pulse raced like a star shooting majestically from gregarious sky; even though I sat cross-legged; in the sullen heart of my ghastly corpse,

Suddenly my mind fantasized above the corridors of the incredulously extraordinary; perceiving the most mystically grandiloquent forms of this Universe; even when despondently enshrouded with treacherously deadly tumor,

Suddenly my soul united with the Omnipresently divine; and I felt that I had attained godly heaven; for fathomless more births of mine,

Suddenly I felt my heart throb passionately for all that was philanthropically beautiful on this earth; immortally bonding its beats with the ultimate soul mate of its dreams,

And suddenly I fell in love even before I could shrug the dreariness of the previous night; perpetually embracing the beloved who added optimistic dimensions
to my impoverished life; more importantly the girl who made me feel alive beyond my destined time.

Suddenly Metamorphosed

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like frigidly decrepit chunks of unsolicited manure; but when it came to sequestering you from the clutches of the salaciously marauding devil; my hands suddenly metamorphosed into the most invincibly unshakable power on this fathomless Universe,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like parsimoniously squashed and squalid contours of the pig-stalk; but when it came to enlightening you from the aisles of inexplicable morbidity; my lips suddenly metamorphosed into the most redolently Omnipotent smile on this boundless Universe,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like hopelessly crumbling matchsticks of scurrilous disdain; but when it came to peeling every layer of sugarcane skin for you; my teeth suddenly metamorphosed into a fortress
of unbreakably fantastic temerity,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like haplessly cancerous parasites egregiously fretting even in the most brilliant of sunlight; but when it came to compassionately carrying you to your destination; my shoulders suddenly  metamorphosed into a rock of unflinchingly Herculean solidarity,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like inconspicuously
mortified ants; but when it came to indefatigably galloping to quench your every dream; my feet suddenly metamorphosed into a dynamite of endlessly springing freshness,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like lugubriously extinguishing horizons; but when it came to searching you in the most blackened of night; my eyes suddenly metamorphosed into a Sun of unceasingly triumphant light,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like lifeless twigs of
dangling uncertainty; but when it came to sketching your benign silhouette; my fingers suddenly metamorphosed into the most artistically bounteous paradise of panoramic beauty,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a pertinently
evanescent mosquito fluttering every now and again; but when it came to uninhibitedly cavorting with you behind the pristinely rain soaked hills; my
eyelashes suddenly metamorphosed into an undefeatable sky of blissful mischief,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like an apocalypse of
wanton dumbness; but when it came to singing in your divinely praise; my
throat suddenly metamorphosed into a heaven of sensuously mellifluous nightingales,
Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a corpse of meaninglessly indolent sleep; but when it came to impregnably safeguarding
you while you celestially slept; my eyelids suddenly metamorphosed into a
volcano of insuperable alacrity,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a penuriously pulverized ladder of nothingness; but when it came to uprooting even the most infinitesimal trace of evil surrounding you; my spine suddenly metamorphosed into an unassailably majestic cosmos of intrepid strength,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a desperately flailing flea of bizarre emptiness; but when it came to tranquilly caressing every pore of your estranged persona in the acrimoniously unsparing mid-day Sun; my shadow suddenly metamorphosed into a cistern of magnificently bountiful harmony,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like flaccidly flagrant caterpillars loathing towards fulsome extinction; but when it came to wounding any organism who dared to diabolically tease you; my nails suddenly metamorphosed into the sharpest sword of vindication on this eternal Universe,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a desolately slavering stream of balderdash jelly; but when it came to withstanding any warrior on earth who tried to ruthlessly snatch you; my bones suddenly metamorphosed into wall of unbreakably peerless determination,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like lividly colorless
and cadaverously cursing saliva; but when it came to coalescing every ingredient of your life with the religion of humanity; my blood suddenly metamorphosed into a heaven of eternally interminable oneness,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a non-existent gutter of derogatory raunchiness; but when it came to disseminating your voice of everlasting truth to the farthest quarter of this planet; my conscience suddenly metamorphosed into an unstoppable fire of royal righteousness,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like languidly senseless cockroaches extruding from my diminutive scalp; but when it came to tantalizing every pore of your remorsefully depressed skin; my hair suddenly metamorphosed into a cascade of timelessly silken togetherness,

Don't you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a pugnaciously massacring mirage of death; but when it came to miraculously resuscitating your lifeless form; my breath suddenly metamorphosed into an Omnipresently effulgent caravan of sparkling life,
And don't you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem infidel palpitations of dismally deteriorating oblivion; but when it came to inimitably inundating every aspect of your life with Immortal friendship; my heartbeats suddenly metamorphosed into the Creator of Omniscient love.

Such Was The Power Of Immortal Love

It made you uninhibitedly laugh; triggering you to escalate perennially above a land of unparalleled happiness,

It made you turbulently cry; candidly divulging the inner most voices of your soul; in each iota of ebullient atmosphere around,

It made you melodiously sing; emanate the most harmonious tunes from your despairing throat; although you miserably stuttered to spell your very own name,

It made you bounce rhapsodically on mists of enchanting paradise; till the last droplet of blood in your veins compassionately flowed,

O! yes such was the power of immortal love; that it made you feel the richest entity alive; perpetually bonding your immaculate spirit with angels above the divine.


It made you wholeheartedly embrace; shrugging all your abominable apprehensions; despicably discriminating united humanity,

It made you bask in the glory of unrelentingly untamed fantasy; surreally floating in a magical entrenchment of everlasting excitement,

It made you stand like an impregnable fortress; weather the most acrimonious of storm with astronomical fire blazing in your eyes,

It made you philander like an innocent child; exploring and blossoming into exhilarating newness; as each instant unveiled philosophically outside,

O! yes such was the power of immortal love; that it made you feel like an embellished prince; perpetually bathing in the scent of voluptuous lotus; on cloud nine.


It made you believe in yourself; reaffirming your faith in every sect of wonderful human kind,

It made you break the estranged monotony of your bedraggled life; reminisce in the enthrallment of all those beautiful moments that you had encountered in
adventurous life,

It made you soar like a majestic eagle through the fathomless expanse of exuberant sky; even as you made the most nimblest of effort to walk,

It made you successful in whatever philanthropic you undertook; enveloping your drearily diminishing persona; with tornado's of unsurpassable delight,

O! yes such was the power of immortal love; that not only did it make each moment of your present life a veritable paradise; but granted you the unconquerable tenacity to exist for an infinite more lifetimes.

It made you attempt the unbelievably alluring; yet emerge out triumphant without a scar to your robust smiles,

It made you tirelessly dream; perceiving and evolving the most wonderfully mesmerizing feelings; lingering bountifully on the trajectory of this colossal planet,

It made you benevolently empathize for your fellow comrades in inexplicable agony; treat every element of their pain as your very own,

It made you desire beyond the realms of pragmatically conventional imagination; incinerating whirlpools of passionate electricity in each of your indolently dormant veins,

O! yes such was the power of immortal love; that it blessed you with the most blissful characteristics to be alive; took you the closet to your ultimate mission in life
and Almighty Lord; alike.

Such A Man Was I

A man of no formality; unstoppably abhorring all those who spun webs of sanctimoniously derogatory prejudice; on every step that they traversed,

A man of who insuperably believed that every religion was alike; blending each ingredient of my blood forever and ever and ever with the religion of priceless humanity,

A man who considered that every one of us alive was the greatest criminal; as we trampled countless insects and micro organisms as we breathed and walked; because every form of life for the Creator was symbiotically alike,

A man who liked to perpetually oppose tyrannically chauvinistic convention;
uninhibitedly liberate ever pore of his  body with the winds of vivaciously
panoramic nature,

A man who felt that procreation should be to the most unprecedented limits
between organisms and without the tiniest of restraint; timelessly proliferating the Lord's sacredly Omnipotent chapter of creation,

A man who felt that every organism irrespective of caste; creed and status; was the most inimitably beautiful and ecstatically talented artist alive,

A man who felt that it made no difference whether you slept all day; or snored in the night; as the Almighty Creator had chiseled every unfurling instant of life
celestially alike,

A man who paid two cents for maliciously decrepit superstition; unflinchingly believing that timeless perseverance and benign hard work; were the only mantras to gloriously triumphant success,

A man who immutably wanted to assassinate all those diabolical men; who sold
their mothers and sisters in order to worthlessly rejoice in parsimonious cuplets of tawdry wine,

A man who felt that the power of true friendship; was a power transcending even the greatest of contemporary superpowers on the trajectory of this unbelievably untiring Universe,

A man who irrefutably believed that if there was a singular elixir to rhapsodically triumph in life; then it was none other than sensuously Spell binding fantasy,

A man who perpetually wanted to shed every ounce of inhibition; parade wholesomely naked with the magnetically inscrutable leaves and animals; in
the uncannily exuberant jungles,

A man who indefatigably believed that artists were not mechanically moulded
from textbooks; but were born Omnipotently eclectic and blessed; right from
the womb of their godly mother,

A man who wanted to trounce the salaciously profane devil from its very non-existent roots forever and ever and ever; even though it meant an infinite scorpions of hell burying him deeper into his grave; by the unleashing second,

A man who unshakably believed that children are the ultimate messengers of
God; although the rest of the world profusely worshipped currency note and corporate concrete,

A man who emptied even the last ingredient of his blood to altruistically serve estranged humanity; even though he himself was one of those horribly slavering and emaciated on the threadbarely impoverished streets,

A man who became immune to even the most ghastliest of pain; if it ever dared become an irascible hindrance in the peerlessly unconquerable path
towards  majestically undefeatable truth,

A man who profoundly preferred to eat in the bowl of the penuriously decaying leper; rather than licking the dishes of the abjectly corrupt politician; just for assimilating stinking wads of frivolous notes,

A man who inexhaustibly believed that the greatest education for any organism holistically breathing; was to imbibe the principles of insuperably compassionate living kind,

A man who ardently anticipated every new unveiling moment; with the freshness of a newborn child; perceiving even the tiniest millisecond of life to be the ultimate paradise,

A man who wanted to cavort every instant of his life in the cradle of vividly enamoring nature and wildlife; timelessly watching the environment spawn into effulgent greenness; unfathomable distances away from the vagaries of the flagrantly blood-sucking planet outside,

A man who unendingly wanted to metamorphose even the most ethereal trace of
maniacal depression; into the mists of fantastically philanthropic and selflessly bestowing brotherhood,
A man who unnervingly believed that even sky gazing was an unparalleled art;
specially in today's times when the unsparingly treacherous world; dreamt boisterous business even in deep sleep,

A man who eternally believed that God was one; God was every form of invincibly divine goodness; when the planet had ruthlessly named him in different forms and shapes; unceasingly trying to prove that their individual beliefs and idols were infinite shades above the rest,

A man who considered life and death to be blessedly equal; as both were wonderfully egalitarian gifts from the Ominisciently Almighty Lord; as every form in which he'd instilled breath; had to oneday inevitably die,

A man who melted more pathetically than the abstemious candle; at the slightest tear drop that humanity suffered; inconsolably weeping at the sight of living kind being disastrously lambasted; by disdainful powerhouses of wealth,

A man who could as easily fall in love as the vespered wind; but then immortally dedicate each beat of his heart to her magically venerated grace; even fathomless centuries after existence had completely diminished,

A man who brusquely massacred even the most impregnable of blood relation;
if it came in between his way of perpetually coalescing with every fraternity of unbreakable humanity,

A man who breathed an infinite resplendent lives and an infinite traumatic deaths only for unassailably heavenly poetry; whilst the planet was extraordinarily busy building edifices of commercial currency coin; outside,

O! Yes; I might sound esoterically different; I might sound wildly uncivilized; I might sound eccentrically delirious; I might sound as if walking preposterously upside down; I might sound as if quaintly existing centuries even before the earth was evolved; but believe it or not; such a man was i.

Success Would Forever Be yours

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you always stay flagrantly disheartened; cursing even the most infinitesimal whiplash of wind; that brushed across your sullen cheeks?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you keep nonchalantly prattling about hedonistically lambasted misery; even in the most brilliantly majestic rays of the morning Sun?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you bizarrely ruminate about things which weren't the slightest existing; whiling away countless hours of your life without any sagacious reason or rhyme?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you shudder to attempt innovations beyond the comprehensions of the conventional society; ghoulishly incarcerating yourself into webs of insane drudgery?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you succumb to the frenetic pace of the monotonous world outside; deliriously perceive only about the devil; about to
gruesomely land in your lap?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you miserably fail time and again even in the most harmonious of  your projects; pathetically stutter to rise to the absolute epitome of pristine prosperity?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you unrelentingly cry when the maelstrom strikes; shrink like an inconspicuously delinquent mosquito; into your malicious shell?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you lose your temper at the slightest of disparity in the atmosphere; vacillating like a frivolous feather in the aisles of uncertainty; for infinite more births of yours yet to unveil?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you baselessly groan at the tiniest of bruise; when the brutally scorched deserts at the same time didn't utter a word; although they were torturously torched till eternity; in the sweltering Sun?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you nervously cogitate for space to survive; although you the flowers of the most majestically adorable castle;  profusely kissed you at the unfurling of every dawn?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you horrendously mess up even the most rustically lucid things in enigmatic existence; although timelessly proliferating
brain and brawn were unassailably on your side?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you clasp your nimble head as if a billion knives were stabbing you from all sides; whereas the planet unraveled into
shades of vividly burgeoning life; in every conceivable direction outside?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you accept nondescript defeat in every ingredient that enveloped your blood; even before you could leap a single stride
towards the heavens of inimitable triumph?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you dishearteningly trembled all spellbinding midnight; just to lecherously vomit in uncontrollable exasperation all throughout
the blazingly flamboyant day?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you slither aimlessly on obdurately heartless ground; even as you exerted your eyes to the most ultimate of your capacity; browsing through the definition of victory?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you fidget in the dungeons of decrepit oblivion; even as the most joyously infallible waves of freshness; insatiably
wanted to embrace you from all sides?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you feel preposterously blinded; even as the Omnipotent rays of unblemished Moon; celestially perpetuated you in the impeccable whites of your eyes?

Have you ever wondered; as to why do you haplessly asphyxiate yourself to a gory death; even as the bountifully sacrosanct mantra of life; royally cascaded from the perennially Omnipresent skies?

Well its simply because you solely depended upon your destiny a trifle too much; eventually transforming into a mountain without a peak when even the tiniest
of the astrologer's prediction and the stars bizarrely betrayed you; whereas all that the Almighty Lord had commanded you; was to altruistically keep doing benign
deeds till your very last breath,

And then immortal success would forever be yours; without the most ethereal intervention of infidel destiny; and with the invincibly fructifying blessings
of his Omnipotent shine.

Success

Success is not just; placing the roof of Everest directly into your palms,
Infact it lies in conquering the same; with untamed exhilaration in your bones; with a spirit of profuse thrill lingering all over your twinkling countenance.

Success is not just; blessing you with an ocean of gold; as you woke up from the
heart of deep sleep,
Infact it lies in assiduously persevering your way to it; with an unrelenting desire to be triumphant at every stage.

Success is not just; placing a platter of tantalizing food before you; even as you nimbly uttered "F", Infact it lies in ploughing soil under the acrimonious Sun; poignantly perspiring to sow and harness the marvelous fruits of a dynamically vibrant tomorrow.

Success is not just; gifting you the key to the most grandiloquent castle in this colossal Universe,
Infact it lies in constructing it brick by brick; blending your blood in its impregnable walls; to reside in it; for infinite more births of yours yet to come.

Success is not just; endowing you with all stupendous beauty; which incessantly titillates and mesmerizes this planet,
Infact it lies in dedicating countless lifetimes in savoring its charm; devoting yourself mind; body and soul to relish each of its exotically ravishing forms.

Success is not just; uttering an i Love you; to every beautiful damsel you encountered on the trajectory of this earth,
Infact it lies in tirelessly proving yourself to it; burning like a thousand candles every instant; to see your partner blossom into; the fragrant flower of bountiful  prosperity.

Success is not just; deluging you from all sides with gigantic textbooks of sagacious truth; even as you walked in a land of foolhardy cowardice,
Infact it lies in disseminating its irrefutably sacrosanct essence; spreading its Omnipotent light to the most remotest iota of this mammoth globe.

Success is not just; making you the strongest entity breathing in this world; even as you yawned languidly towards the dreary moon,
Infact it lies in invincible conviction engulfing your visage; the uninhibited catharsis of your heart and body; which made your tiny bodied caricature; the most immortal organism alive.



And success is not just; showering upon you a boundless births; even as you compulsively lived each moment of your worthless life,
Infact it lies in audaciously plunging into the valley of exuberant adventure; victoriously emerging from the deepest of coffins; saluting and embracing existence;
as the ultimate of its kind.

Style

Abruptly crisp; sonorously manipulative; Astutely target oriented; was the style of the checkered suit businessman,

Vibrant breezy; Beautifully serene; Stupendously animated; was the style of the gigantic trunk oak tree,

Boisterously escalating; Tenaciously clashing; Fabulously salty; was the style of
the boundlessly undulating ocean,

Impeccably innocent; Entirely oblivious to vagaries of monotonous life; as innocuous as the virgin sea shores; was the style of the freshly born and incessantly sleeping child,

Viciously wicked; Perilously threatening; Furtively clever; was the style of the acerbic tailed & lethally venomous scorpion,

Bountifully colossal; Blissfully serene; Dynamically fluttering; was the style of the unfathomable expanse of azure sky,

Overwhelmingly verbose; Inundated with countless alphabets; Encompassing every word on this planet; was the style of the leather bound and enchantingly embellished dictionary,

Tangily seductive; Voluptuously enticing; Ravishingly beautiful; was the style of the young maiden,

Blatantly deplorable; Thunderously smelly; Obnoxiously fat; was the style of the garbage coated and pretentiously inflated pig,

Magically smooth; Uninhibitedly unrestricted; Handsomely buoyant; was the style of the wide spread and majestically gliding eagle,

Brilliantly flamboyant; Omnipotent & supremely enthusing; Sizzling the entire Universe in the swirl of its austerely fiery rays; was the style of the Kingly Sun,

Disdainfully dirty; Mischievously poking; Large eyed and petrified; was the style of the gargantuan rat sleeping peacefully on a bar of immaculate cheese,

Gorgeously sweet; Insurmountably tantalizing; Heavenly scented; was the style of the incomprehensibly spongy and cherry tipped triangular cake,

Pertinently harassing; Relentlessly irate; Perniciously and incorrigibly permeating; was the style of the inconspicuously diminutive mosquito,

Preposterously large; Heinously diabolical; Mammoth jawed and cannibalistic; was the style of the stoically silver shark,

Rambunctiously busy; Rampantly darting around; Mystically diffusing delectable globs of golden honey; was the style of the electric paced and diving bumble bee,

Poignantly sharp; Celestially tasting; Astronomically reinvigorating; was the style of the profusely aromatic morning tea,

Unsurpassably slippery; Wildly woven; Intractably sticky; was the style of the splendidly captivating and criss-crossed spider web,

Stringently barking; Irrefutably loyal; Blessed with an astounding prowess to smell even the most obscure of footprints; was the style of the fur coated sheep dog,

Unimaginably blessed; Engendering a person to march forward all his life; Vivaciously pouring tears of happiness and sadness at times; was the style of
the effusively turbulent eye,

Infectiously sweet; Crunchy & Delicious; Incredulously exotic; was the style of the raw crystals of scintillating white sugar,

Tumultuously freezing; More transparent than any mirror; Shimmering ingratiatingly under milky moonlight; was the style of the mountain of white ice,

Astoundingly cozy; Wonderfully compassionate; Exquisitely sheltering naked skin from inclement cold; was the style of the richly evolved and meticulously stitched satiny quilt,

Insurmountably heavy; Extraordinarily abraded demeanor; Remaining as stoical as dead even in bizarre affliction; was the style of the bulky grey stone boulder,

Magnificently striped; Dispersed into shades of mesmerizing beauty; Tremendously fascinating; was the style of the opalescent rainbow,

Abusively dirty; Repugnant to virtually all mankind; Abhorrently white sandwiched between glowing follicles of scalp hair; was the style of pugnacious dandruff,

Deadly disastrous; Inexorably earth shattering; Unprecedentedly devastating; was the style of the cold blooded and killer earthquake,

Melodiously cascading; Clashing into a billion globules of sparkling froth; Gorgeously caressing the periphery of black rock; was the style of the profoundly exuberant and gurgling waterfall,

Unflinchingly brave; An intrepid adventurer; Compromising on nothing but the traitors scalp; was the style of the true soldier,

Love without discrimination; Unquestionably sacrosanct visage; Thoughts about her child solely lingering in her mind; was the style of the Divinely mother,

Incessantly on the prowl; Ruthlessly assassinating innocent heads for meager bundles of currency; Traces of humanity evaporated into remote oblivion; was the style of
the cold blooded criminal,

Inevitably smiling; Instilling life in morbidly dead veins; Heaps of talcum powder irrevocably sticking to his face; was the style of the comically attired circus clown,

Opulently glimmering; Overpowering everything in vicinity by the tenacious power in its shine; Coined as the richest source of human survival; was the style of the
fat bodied gold coin,

Deluged with blissful scent; Beyond perceptions of captivating beauty; Sprouting like a magician from a pond of dirty water; was the style of the prolifically redolent and pink lotus,

Dolorously dull; Strangulated with gruesomely contemptuous malice; Aligned with a massive battalion of blood sucking termites; was the style of the impregnably hostile prison cell,

Rosily pink; Intransigently titillating; Chattering infinite times in a single day; was the style of velvety soft lips,

A glistening thirst quencher; Pacifying scorched chords of the throat beyond the mightiest of perception; Guzzled by every palpable being till the time he exists and even in times of after life; was the style of pure and plain spring water,

Bombastically sleazy; Nictitating with a festoon of garish lights; A clandestine retreat for heartthrobs after midnight; was the style of the indefatigably pulsating country discotheque,

Continuously ticking; Accurately depicting various shades of life; Portraying to all the immense value of time; was the style of the towering and century old grandfather clock,

Lifelessly still; Nostalgically reminiscent; Placid yet profusely demonstrative; was the style of the decade old and dusty photograph,

Exorbitantly mounted; Embossed with several lines; The ultimate chapter of destiny; was the style of the scarlet complexioned rubicund palm,

Infinitesimally tiny; Blended with a rectangle and square; Kissing the key umpteenth number of times in a day; was the style of the intricately dainty enigmatic keyhole,

Supremely tantalizing; Astonishingly curled; Flirtatiously flashing; was the style of the gentle and beautiful eyelashes,

Vehemently stinking; Freely available all day; Enticing an armory of flies the instants it caressed the ground; was the style of colorlessly trapped saliva,

Astoundingly incarcerating; Playfully rollicking; Acrobatically jumping; was the style of the adorable and honey crested dolphin,

Satanically awesome; Taller than the skies; Ghoulishly growling; was the style of
the savagely stepping devil,

Perpetually invisible; Able to cast its wicked spell over innocent human beings; Lighter than the lightest of thread; was the style of the lecherously minded ghost,

Standing like a pillar in times of distress; Helping without the slightest of expectation; Praying for her brothers safety in whatever arena he stepped; was the style of the unprejudiced sister,

And Passionately free; Invincible to all powers of this globe; Immortally existing since centuries unprecedented; Divinely blending palpitating hearts together; was the style of love; infact the style of the Omnipresent Creator.

Strip

Strip me of my mascara; and I'll fight you with my eyes; with untamed fires blazing in the whites of my revolving eyeballs,

Strip me of my lips; and I'll fight you with my smiles as enchanting as the profusely enigmatic forests,

Strip me of my hair; and I'll fight you with my scalp; as ferocious as the flamboyantly flaming Sun,

Strip me of my rings; and I'll fight you with my tenaciously resilient fingers; tossing you like insipid pancake to fathomless kilometers beyond the sky,

Strip me of my blinks; and I'll fight you with my profoundly piercing stares; ensuring that you lost your sleep till times beyond eternity,

Strip me of my skin; and I'll fight you to the brink of extinction; with the overwhelmingly tumultuous fervor in my bones,

Strip me of my chastity; and I'll fight you with the sword of barbarism rebelliously lurking in every minuscule ingredient of my blood,

Strip me of my blusshon; and I'll fight you with the insurmountably Herculean strength of my cheeks,

Strip me of my scent; and I'll fight you with the raw rivers of perspiration trickling in the milky moonlight; on my arms,

Strip me of my honesty; and I'll fight you with the impeccable voice of my conscience; annihilating your profusely manipulative existence from its very roots,

Strip me of my voice; and I'll fight you with the poignant grit in my teeth; chopping off your spurious vain into a horde of infinitesimally timid fragments,

Strip me of my wealth; and I'll fight you with my astoundingly rudimentary existence; drive you back with my innocuously nascent force; bestowed upon me by the
grace of Almighty God,

Strip me of my clothes; and I'll fight you with the insatiably naked strength of my impoverished body,

Strip me of my feet; and I'll fight you with the formidable power in my knuckles; resisting you with every unit of my demeanor synchronized as a whole,
Strip me of my destiny; and I'll fight you with the incredulously majestic shadows of my persevering life,

Strip me of my brain; and I'll fight you with the irrefutably sacrosanct virtue of my conviction; impregnating the light of sagaciousness in your mind,

Strip me of my love; and I'll fight you with the thunderously palpitating beats of
my profusely aggrieved heart,

Strip me of my blood; and I'll fight you with the astronomical energy horrendously trapped in my battalion of veins,

And you can strip me of my life O! satanic devil; but I'll still fight you with the inevitable power of self defence; and the blessings of my Omnipotent Creator;
from beneath my corpse.

Strings Of Benign Humanity

When I was philandering through the despicably lugubrious dungeons; the beats of my heart were as remorseful as the miserably sulking snakes; lecherously crippling all my glorious desire to live,

When I was soaring like an angel amidst the vivaciously pungent clouds; the beats of my heart were as ecstatic as torrential thundershowers of silver rain; enshrouding every element of my persona with unfathomable happiness,

When I was loitering aimlessly beside the ghastly graveyards; the beats of my heart were as devastatingly forlorn as dead skeletons; as I incessantly churned an unsurpassable ocean of the satanically evil; in the top most compartments of my
mind,

When I was insidiously thrown in a cistern of vindictive acid; the beats of my heart shrieked vociferously in utter disbelief; intransigently cursing every strata of the blissfully living and those nonchalantly non-existent; alike,

When I was surreptitiously wandering in ominously alien territory; the beats of my heart were as nervous as the rampantly fluttering butterflies; indefatigably
pounding on me to quickly make my way; to the invincible walls of my home,

When I was patriotically marching through the ferociously pugnacious warfield; the beats of my heart were as thunderous as streaks of electric lightening descending from the sky; insatiably ringing with full cry of life; to triumphantly gallop past the
euphorically blazing; finishing line,

When I was indolently dozing in the heart of the acrimoniously sweltering desert; the beats of my heartwere as lackadaisical as frigidly capricious and decaying mushrooms; unfathomably greedy for ravishingly titillating rhyme and liquid,

When I was seated in the center of the sleazily spurious and glittering corporate office; the beats of my heart were as savagely vengeful as the hideously curled scorpion; blaming even the most celestial element of this Universe; for unfortunately placing me amidst a bunch of baselessly commercial tycoons,

When I was frenziedly rolling in seductive meadows of lanky grass; the beats of my heart were as romantic as the tantalizingly dancing shadows of dusk; enshrouding
every cranny of my impoverished demeanor; with unparalleled longing and
vibrant desire,

When I was fanatically writing blissfully panoramic poetry; the beats of my heart were as silken as Divine angels philanthropically bequeathing upon the true splendor of irrefutable humanity; handsomely dictating each ingredient of my crimson blood to evolve countless lines of magnificently spell binding literature,

When I was frantically groping for my way amongst a horrifically pulverizing battalion of murderous sharks; the beats of my heart were as cataclysmic as
tumultuously erupting volcano's; urgently imparting all strength on this fathomless planet to my hands and legs; to impregnably reach the serenely amicable shores,
When I was flirtatiously winking outside her impeccable kitchen window; the beats of my heart were as ebullient as the vibrantly dancing peacocks; weaving a chapter of timeless enchantment; across each nerve of mine dithering towards a horrendously
diabolical extinction,

When I was incarcerated devilishly behind the deplorably despondent prison bars; the beats of my heart were as relentlessly restless as flickering beams of cloud camouflaged sunlight; overwhelmingly imploring me to shatter my shackles; and surge uninhibitedly free in the enigmatic world outside,

When I was compassionately suckling an unsurpassable ocean of honey; the beats of my heart were as melodious as the ecstatically singing nightingale; instigating me to perennially gallivant on the path of solidarity; a road to benevolently proliferating
mankind,

When I was standing barechested on the summit of the astronomically gigantic and freezing mountain; the beats of my heart were as exhilarated as the bountifully diving dolphins; turbulently pioneering me to coin mesmerizing chapters of a synergistic
existence; on every path that I enthusiastically tread,

When I was seated on the bombastically embellished King's throne; the beats of my heart were as inflated as the trumpet of non-existent paradise; dawning the essence of boundlessly unlimited power; upon every iota of my devastatingly
shriveled senses,

When I was in the sacrosanct lap of my Godly mother; the beats of my heart were as pristine as the wails of a freshly born infant; making me insurmountably rejoice moments of everlasting childhood; even as I was about to abdicate my last breath to menacing disease,

When I was staring eye to eye in the dynamically blazing eyes of my unconquerable father; the beats of my heart took an intransigent pledge never to stop; until and unless I perpetually metamorphosed into the astounding Venus star; for centuries immemorial,

But when I fell in love with the most enchanting girl of my enamoring dreams; the beats of my heart relinquished me uncouthly forever; only to bond with the immortal mountain of her priceless romance; to further coalesce the entire planet with the strings of benign humanity.

Strings

As i loosened taut strings of my dotted lemon purse,
there oozed out incredible amounts of corrugated currency coins; falling with sedate thuds on spongy cushions of carpet green grass,
luring cupid individuals in mammoth numbers towards their salacious demeanour,
pacifying raging fires; in order to sustain mystical vagaries of life.

as dense foliage of trees released venom strings from the devil grey clouds,
pudgy globules of water pelted down with monstrous fury,
wiping traces of obdurate dirt from mud painted leaves,
sweeping fragile tufts of clay; effusive clusters untamed fauna,
inundating every centimeter of barren land with gallons of; pure rain water.

when i dexterously snapped entwined chords of my inflated parachute,
soaring like a princely eagle at invincible altitudes of the sky,
the contraption nose dived towards the chain of chafed rocks,
colliding with obstreperous bangs against stiletto outlines of pointed stone,
and i relinquished breath without; animated struggle with the Creator.

as i opened my mouth to bark a string of incoherent words,
woven with threads of intransigent abuse,
the babble seemed feckless and disillusioning,
prompting masses of people to vindictively spew spit behind my back.

and when she decoded tension ridden strings of my nictitating heart,
i erupted opulently into raptures of ebullient emotion,
rebuking forever the insecurity that besieged my persona,
making me oblivious to the most heinous of pain,
drowning me under furry quilt covers of celestial sleep.

Stream Of love

O! that crystal clear stream flowing,
From tall precipices of the mountain; cascading below,
Those granules of spring water resemble love,
Make brand new paths to go,
Forming tributaries of eternal love,
Gushing at volatile speeds into the mystic world beneath.

The twisted path made by river flow,
Emphatic with light yellow tinges and glow,
With absolutely no hindrances to grow.
It imparts the secrete messages of hidden compassion,
Spreading its enchanting touch all over,
To this frenzied exhausted world,
With serene black calmness to follow.

The stream descends down in a placid manner,
With euphemistically soothing gurgling sounds,
Radiating in its splendid beauty,
To spread permanent messages of unbiased love,
To give relief in its arms,
Resembling gargantuan twists and turns of empathy.

Straight Answers

Where do we get succulent fruit from; scores of raspberry attached to fresh green leaves,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the tall and finely corrugated tree.

Where do we get flocculent wool from; clusters of fur curled up in bountiful heaps,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the rotund and blissful mountain sheep.

Where do we get salt from; tones of white powder to impregnate favor to our meals,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the magnanimous
and turbulently swirling ocean.

Where do we get milk from; immaculate curd dribbling to consume; for blissfully commencing every morning,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the sacrosanct and robust cow.

Where do we get glistening leather from; sleazy chunks of cloth to make our pocket purses,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the slithering and tantalizing reptile.

Where do we get scintillating pearls from; impeccable jewels untouched by adulteration,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the delectably molded shell of oyster.

Where do we get loads of illumination from; dazzling rays to fumigate the profusely moistened earth,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than celestial body of the blazing Sun.

Where do we get mesmerizing fragrance from; gorgeous scent profoundly besieging our nostrils,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the crimson colored and dew drop coated lotus.

Where do we get rain from; pelting globules of liquid blended with streaks of white lightning,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the colossal expanse of the ominously black sky.
Where do we get bountiful blessings from; tones of unsurpassable success in every sphere of life which we undertake,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the omniscient Almighty.

Where do we get insurmountable love from; the exuberant spirit in life to contentedly exist,
The answer to this is simple; for it is none other than the impeccable beloved.

And where do we get an outlet to uninhibitedly express our emotions; informally blurt out the most inconspicuous problem of our mind,
The answer to this is as ubiquitous as ever; for it is none other than the divine mother.

Stop Killing animals

They were wholesomely innocent; not entangled in any
discrepancy of spurious religion whatsoever,

They didn't need any wealth to live; harmlessly
replenishing their innocuous stomachs; with Nature's
bountiful endowment,

They hadn't a single cloth on their heavenly bodies;
yet handsomely managed their survival; without
infiltrating the slightest into your conventional society,

They safeguarded your possessions like an invincible
fortress; while you slept in the untamed luxury of
opulent wine and seductive vixen,

They were bereft of a name; yet attended to the most
infinitesimal of your command; by whatever prefix;
that you chose to call them,

They gave the most exhilarating rides to your children
on their bare backs; at times wincing tumultuously
under the pain; while your kin had the time of their lives,

They galloped like a profusely embellished prince
through the spiraling hills; timidly retreating back
as the Sun transcended beyond the ethereal horizons,

They harbored a festoon of poignant empathy in their
eyes; feeling devastatingly distraught as man killed
man; for power,

They frolicked playfully under the enchanting moon;
cuddling their young ones securely to their womb,

They had an astounding prowess of smell; at times
wholesomely depending upon it to find their way; as
their sight blinded in the most tenaciously brilliant
of sunshine,

They splashed every dawn under rejuvenating waterfalls
of the mountains; yielding you frosty milk for your
appetizing breakfast,

They imitated you at sporadic occasions; triggering
you to have the most wholehearted laugh of your lives,

They wagged their tails in ecstatic jubilation witnessing the revered grace of their master; irrespective of the fact that he belted out his frustration of the day; ruthlessly on their nimble hindsides,

They were complete oblivious to vicious circles of
hatred; lies; lecherous ambition; confronted each
moment of life as it came; with ardent simplicity in
their bodies,

They soared like a king amidst the celestial clouds;
rendering you their salubrious eggs; even before they
had hatched,

They had not the slightest of moral education; yet
sacrificed their lives for their soldiers; in the
acrimonious battlefield of war,

And they had a heart more passionately throbbing than
their human counterparts; weeping and profoundly
lamenting the loss of their loved ones,

They were barbarically called; Chickens, Pigs, Dogs,
Cats, Cows, Birds, Monsters, Wolves, Rabbits; Mice;
Ants and Frogs,

With people cutting; roasting; slaughtering;
strangulating; consuming; them for their daily meals;
as they still showered their blessings to all living
kind,

Therefore it is my plea to all you humans out there;
don't give them any status in your monotonous society;
but at least can you stop killing animals.

Stop Ghastly Female Foeticide Right Now!

By ruthlessly killing the female fetus right in its sacred womb itself; you're infact ruthlessly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of unassailably divine fertility,

By indiscriminately killing the female fetus right in its magical womb itself; you're infact indiscriminately killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of miraculously replenishing compassion,

By torturously killing the female fetus right in its sacrosanct womb itself; you're infact torturously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of uninhibitedly heavenly mischief,

By insanely killing the female fetus right in its celestial womb itself; you're infact insanely killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of invincibly panoramic beauty,

By truculently killing the female fetus right in its Omnipotent womb itself; you're infact truculently killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of interminably blessing  philanthropism,

By cannibalistically killing the female fetus right in its victorious womb itself; you're infact cannibalistically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of pricelessly inimitable artistry,

By heartlessly killing the female fetus right in its perennial womb itself; you're infact heartlessly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of unconquerably unprejudiced truth,

By cold-bloodedly killing the female fetus right in its blessed womb itself; you're infact cold-bloodedly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of limitlessly poignant proliferation,

By unforgivably killing the female fetus right in its priceless womb itself; you're infact unforgivably killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of amazingly burgeoning creativity,

By sadistically killing the female fetus right in its insuperable womb itself; you're infact sadistically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of blissfully ubiquitous fragrance,

By wretchedly killing the female fetus right in its unfettered womb itself; ' you're infact wretchedly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of passionately bonding equality,

By criminally killing the female fetus right in its Omniscient womb itself; you're infact criminally killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of enchantingly stupefying melody,

By venomously killing the female fetus right in its fructifying womb itself; you're infact venomously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of unshakably ameliorating brotherhood,

By barbarously killing the female fetus right in its unimpeachable womb itself; you're infact barbarously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of unfathomably exhilarating mysticism,

By hedonistically killing the female fetus right in its bountiful womb itself; you're infact hedonistically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of unsurpassably undefeated goodness,

By cadaverously killing the female fetus right in its jubilant womb itself; you're infact cadaverously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of infallibly bewitching prosperity,

By demonically killing the female fetus right in its ebullient womb itself; you're infact demonically killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of everlastingly symbiotic happiness,

By worthlessly killing the female fetus right in its triumphant womb itself; you're infact worthlessly killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of unconquerably sumptuous versatility,

By violently killing the female fetus right in its eternal womb itself; you're infact violently killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which could've been of ever-pervadingly righteous strength, 

But by sacrilegiously killing the female fetus in its Omnipresent womb itself; you're infact sacrilegiously killing an infinite more of your very own generations ahead; which definitely and would 100% be of an infinite infants; children; girls; women; boys; men; uncles; aunts; fathers; mothers; grandfathers; grandmothers; and an endless list of an endless more relations to you; galore

Stop Feeling sorry

If you're perennially smiling; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose innocuous cheeks were inundated with nothing else; but an unsurpassable whirlpool
of tears,

If you're blazingly intrepid; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose uncontrollably quavered at even the most inconspicuous whisper of
the evanescently cowardly wind,

If you're stupendously white; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose skins were jinxed with a color; more acrimoniously blacker than the most
pathetically blackened of charcoal,

If you're bountifully virile; don't feel sorry  at all for all those who couldn't proliferate into even a mercurial shadow of their own; even in the most astoundingly pristine of their youth,

If you're unbelievably creative; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose brains were in a state of amorphously stony inertia; right since the very first cry of euphorically resplendent birth,

If you're invincibly strong; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose frigid veins disdainfully popped out of their impoverished skins; whose stomachs shriveled into recesses of nothingness forever and ever and ever,

If you're amazingly eclectic; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose robotic footsteps; led them to nowhere else but the most blasphemously delinquent graves of nonsensical monotony,

If you're incomparably wealthy; don't feel sorry at all for all those who spent every unfurling instant of their horrifically dismantled lifetime; within the lecherously incarcerated confines of the parsimonious gutterpipe,

If you're spell bindingly robust; don't feel sorry at all for all those who were afflicted with the most invidiously penalizing of cancer/aids; for whom death was the most inevitably sadistic signature of life,

If you're ebulliently athletic; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose bodies were indescribably maimed; tawdrily thwarted into disparaging oblivion for ostensibly no fault of theirs,

If you're unfathomably sensitive; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose ears weren't anything but jewels without the slightest of luster; as brutal strokes of destiny had limitlessly rendered them stone deaf,

If you're miraculously hawk-eyed; don't feel sorry at all for all those who could sight nothing but a corpse of crucifying blackness infront of their eyes; even under the most Omnipotently brilliant of Sunlight,
If you're mellifluously sweet-tongued; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose tongues blurted nothing but inanely incomprehensible balderdash; as the thorns of decrepit dumbness had stung them right in the center of their spines,

If you're beautifully sculptured; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose faces; inadvertently resembled the most preposterously distorted of dinosaurs,

If you're inevitably magnetic; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose countless zillion efforts; still miserably floundered to entice the heart of even an ethereally insouciant fly,

If you're brilliantly patriotic; don't feel sorry at all for all those who preferred to sell their mother's and souls; instead of mustering the tenacity to take the onslaught of the rampaging devil on their barren chests,

If you're altruistically sacrosanct; don't fell sorry at all for all those who spent almost every unleashing second of their devastated lives; on the ultimate precipices of mental retardation and in a dilapidated mental asylum,

If you're unassailably breathing; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose life was just for the sake of the externally worthless physical form; whose soul had died the most ghastliest of death at the hands of torturous fate; an infinite births ago,

If you're immortally in love; don't feel sorry at all for all those whose beats did quintessentially liberate into the atmosphere like yours; but unfortunately failed to coalesce with the eternally fructifying and ultimate love of their life,

Because. The instant you started to feel the least sorry for all these kind of organisms and countless more hopelessly deprived of their kind; you'd be infact giving them an instantaneous death which would be more gory than the most goriest of death could ever be; a death caused by sympathetic disdain; a death caused by your attitude of crumbling weakness; a death caused by your feeling of sheer helplessness; a death caused by your inability to accept them as blessedly normal entities alive,

Whilst the instant you stopped feeling sorry for them; wholeheartedly embracing them instead; as just one of your blessed kind; the instant you selflessly reached out to even the most infinitesimal aspect of theirs; the instant you tried and did your very best for them blending each of your gregarious breath with theirs; that very instant and by the grace of God; you'd not only be attaining the most supreme epitome of divinity; but commencing upon an expedition united with them; to exist as the most pricelessly unconquerable form of celestial living kind.

stop

To stop the raucously speeding train; all you needed to do was to pull the stringently wound up chain,

To stop the uncontrollably advancing river; all you needed to do was to close the impregnably stolid gates of the dam; to the maximum of their capacity,

To stop the disastrously scorching desert of acrimonious sands; all you needed to do was to sprinkle a bountiful cistern of tantalizing water; under the roof of the celestially fathomless sky,

To stop the menacingly growling lion; all you needed to do was to place a playground full of blood red meat; right infront of his salaciously rapacious and gruesomely squandering eyes,

To stop the rebelliously augmenting avalanche; all you needed to do was to place a lackadaisically flat and inanely nimble road; at the rock bottom of the perilously diabolical hill,

To stop the watch from tirelessly tick-tocking; all you needed to do was to austerely remove its pair of punctiliously revolving needles; forever and ever and ever,

To stop the ferociously slapping seawaves; all you needed to do was to put a chain of unsurpassably regale rocks in their way; as they rose high and handsome to a triumphantly ultimate crescendo,

To stop the demonically cold-blooded criminal; all you needed to do was to metamorphose even the most infinitesimal trace of vengeance in his brutally
estranged conscience into a gorge of compassionately unparalleled love,

To stop the venomously hissing and satanic snake; all you needed to do was to let loose the astoundingly fleet footed mongoose upon him; like a trice of white
lightening diffusing from crimson sky,

To stop the viciously swerving car; all you needed to do was to sagaciously compress its pair of twinbrakes; to the most unprecedented of your body capacity,

To stop the unsavory traitors and beguiling enemy; all you needed to do was to transcend over every aspect of their disparagingly treacherous identity; with the
mantra of unflinchingly fearless righteousness,

To stop the parasites from unstoppably wailing; all you needed to do was to place them in a mortuary of ghoulishly fretful and perfidiously rotting skeletons,
To stop destructively advancing technology; all you needed to do was to transport the uncouthly marauding devils; into the sacrosanct lap's of their heavenly mothers,

To stop lecherously lazy sleep; all you needed to do was to keep your eyes wide open solely towards the most symbiotically benign mission of your diminutively
impoverished life,

To stop unceremoniously devilish stench; all you needed to do was to inclemently usurp every bit of its disgruntled persona with the fragrance of priceless humanity; even before it could arise,

To stop indiscriminately squelching torture; all you needed to do was to ubiquitously apply the balm of philanthropically miraculous empathy and untainted brotherhood,

To stop the freshly born  and inexhaustibly weeping infant; all you needed to do was to feed in its mother's eternally mollifying breast,

To stop gorily crucifying death; all you needed to do was to perpetually continue god's chapter of blessed procreation; proliferate into infinite more of your humble kind,

And to stop the perennially overflowing heart; all you needed to do was to find another heart with whom its beats uninhibitedly bonded; and then remained united
as the apogee of altruistic companionship; for countless more births to come.

Stone Pillow

I took irregular pieces of threadbare stone,
painted them with vibrant flashes of crimson red,
chiseled them to look like porous stone idol,
cut them with an iron knife into multiple fragments,
dipped them in steaming acid to divest them of natural shine,
soaked them in chocolate curry, rendering them a breeding ground for insect,
baked them in an oven transforming them into roasted potato,
mixed them with spicy pickle charging them with tinges of spice,
hurled them at window panes shattering glass into infinite molecules of glass,
polished them with golden emery till they shone as crystal diamond,
lay them at random on wet mud surface to act as a tar road,
diffused them with electric machine into a heap of fine powder charcoal,
blended them with sandalwood paste to yield heavenly aroma in the day,
stacked them in coarse bags of denim ready to be dispatched in foreign land,
used them as beads of playing marble colliding with soft thuds,
melted them in boiling gas flame forming light grey tonic sticky in complexion.

the night was engulfed with chilly currents of wind,
soft portions of my neck stabbed me like a thousand needles,
intimate portions of scalp demanded adequate backrest,
that was exactly when vital brain waves struck me,
i crushed all the stone piece into a solitary slab,
covered it with rich dunlop cushion foam,
slept like a prince all night and sunlit day,
on my very own & innovative stone pillow

Stitched

In order to stitch barren patches of colossal sky; all that was required as a conglomerate of voluptuously silken clouds,

In order to stitch the miserably dilapidated walls of the castle; all that was required was a flurry of handsome bricks and fortified cement,

In order to stitch the overwhelmingly blood shot eye; all that was required was river of poignantly emphatic tears,

In order to stitch the ragged sheet of wretchedly torn paper; all that was required was parsimonious droplets of efficacious glue,

In order to stitch brutally bruised and pathetic wounds; all that was required was minuscule traces of potently healing antiseptic,

In order to stitch a battalion of smashed teeth; all that was required was astronomical fillings of invincibly tenacious calcium,

In order to stitch the hungrily parched desert crying hoarsely under the sweltering Sun; all that was required was an ocean of deliciously sweet and sparkling water,

In order to stitch a dolorous pair of profusely gloomy lips; all that was required was tinkling laughter; an intriguingly enchanting smile,

In order to stitch the pigeon lying gruesomely injured and helplessly slithering on the ground; all that was required was a pinch of fresh mud; which almost intransigently fomented it to soar robustly and fly,

In order to stitch profoundly distorted chunks of ice; all that was required was a refrigerator; with its power to chill escalating exuberantly towards blue sky,

In order to stitch the disastrously disheveled web; all that was required was a silvery spider which traversed to and fro; faster than the speed of dazzling light,

In order to stitch the haywire and incoherently absurd story; all that was required was a thoroughly imaginative and ardent writer,

In order to stitch insurmountably morbid anecdotes of painstaking gloom; all that was required was an uninhibitedly hilarious joke,

In order to stitch the abhorrently looking gaping holed shoe; all that was required was meticulous pairs of glossily dangling lace,
In order to stitch a ghastily abraded battlefield of lies; all that was required was the omnipotent essence of irrefutable truth,

In order to stitch unfathomable kilometers of space deluged with perilously treacherous darkness; all that was required was stringent beams of optimistic light,

In order to stitch dead shades of rapidly diminishing life; all that was required was inconspicuous mouthfuls of celestially blissful breath,

In order to stitch the satanically shattered self esteem; all that was required was candidly listening to the voice of the inner most conscience,

And in order to stitch the shamefully dispersed land of violence and obnoxious hatred; all that was required was a stream of immortal love; a stream that caused crime to perpetually fall.