If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother – Poems on Environment , Wildlife , Mother Nature , Global Warming

If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother – Poems on Environment , Wildlife , Mother Nature , Global Warming

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About The Poetry Book

This compilation of natural poems is a tribute to infinite elements of Mother Nature in its most glorious form. Each poetic stanza brings out the eternal beauty of the 'Natural Habitat' and proves time and again, that wildlife and nature are the two most quintessential parts of Gods celestial earth. The more Man devastates his own environment to quench his cannibalistic desire, the more he treads on the path to ultimate ruination. Be it an inconspicuous mosquito/leaf/seed or a gigantic human form/tree- by killing either you're committing the greatest sin, because for the Creator every form of life-whether tiny or Herculean is pricelessly equal. One effusively brilliant poem after another, Parekh creates awareness in our burgeoning youth to conserve and protect untamed Environment/Wildlife. The poet exhorts everyone to be blessed with every richness of this planet by letting Nature and Wildlife spawn, just the way it did when the Lord had created this earth millions of years ago.

This book aims at disseminating the message of environment and wildlife conservation in each of its verse which are interwoven with the splendor and sparkle of God's bountiful chapters of creation. Whilst unceasingly describing the naturally panoramic beauty of this Universe-the poems within urge the innocent child in each one of us to come forward, help save the environment. And at the same time be a princely slave of its wonderfully ravishing fragrance, which makes you realize our true mission and roots in life.

CONTENTS

1. IT WAS SOON GOING TO RAIN
2. RAIN, RAIN AND TRIUMPHANT RAIN
3. IMMORTALLY NATURAL.
4. DAY VERSUS ROMANTIC NIGHT
5. THE POWER OF OMNIPOTENT MUD
6. SO WHAT
7. NATURE'S GLAMOROUS BEAUTY
8. PLACID AND PERFECT
9. WHEN I SAW THE SUN RISING IN THE SKY
10. NEWNESS
11. ETERNAL E-PAPER
12. A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER
13. THE CERTIFICATE OF LIFE
14. WITH THE FIRST RAYS OF EVERY DAWN
15. CAN NEVER EVOLVE
16. INFINITE TIMES BETTER
17. INIMITABLY DIVINE MOTHER
18. LIFE’S THE WAY YOU SEE IT
19. BELIEVE IT OR NOT
20. OMNIPOTENT RAINDROP
21. AS LONG AS
22. DON’T YOU DARE O! DEVIL
23. THERE WAS NO PRICE ON EARTH
24. 100% NATURAL
25. TURN VEGETARIAN
26. PERPETUAL WERE THE MOMENTS
27. GROW MORE TREES
28. SKY OF PIOUS PEACE
29. NO SMOKING
30. LOVE WAS IN THE AIR
31. THE CHAPTER OF VIBRANT LIFE
32. LOVE IS LIVING
33. THE SOLE REFLECTION OF MY SOUL
34. A CARPET OF LIFE
35. SUNRISE TO SUNSET
36. DIFFUSING
37. STOP KILLING ANIMALS
38. HEARTBEAT
39. MUSIC: THE FOOD FOR LIFE
40. TURN VEGETARIAN- PART 2
41. INFINITE INFINITY
42. LADEN
43. A PARASITE FROM A PARADISE
44. GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE
45. STYLE
46. ROYALLY HANDSOME AND BEAUTIFUL SUNSET
47. THE NIGHT WAS STILL ALIVE
48. MAGNIFICENTLY ENCHANTING NIGHT
49. SUN GOD
50. LEAD LIFE LIKE A MAN
51. THE CHAPTER OF EXISTENCE
52. BEAUTY NEEDS TO BE APPRECIATED
53. WATER IS PRECIOUS
54. THE GODDESS OF LOVE
55. HUNCH BACKED CAMEL
56. RAIN, RAIN AND UNSTOPPABLY RAIN
57. IF YOU CUT A TREE; YOU CUT YOUR OWN MOTHER.
58. THUNDERBOLTS OF RAIN
59. JUST A MINUTE TO DESTRUCTION
60. RAINBOW
61. CHANGING FACES OF WEATHER
62. SUN- OUR SOLE RESERVOIR OF STRENGTH.
63. JUST A SINGLETON RAY OF BLESSED SUNSHINE
64. GO GREEN
65. BECOMING ONE IN MIND; BODY AND SPIRIT-AS THE SUNLIGHT KISSED
66. ARE YOU READY TO FULFILL THE TREE’S LAST WISH ?
67. DEHRADUN AND MUSSORRIE ( INDIA ) .

Different Poems

1. IT WAS SOON GOING TO RAIN

The squirrels suddenly commenced to boisterously
gallivant through the branches; jubilantly diffusing
into a festoon of uninhibitedly ecstatic sounds,

The rivers suddenly increased their pace a trifle;
ardently clashing against the resplendently glittering
rocks that confronted them in their way,

The roses suddenly came back to vibrant life after the
sullen day; triumphantly radiating an unsurpassable
ocean of unassailably mesmerizing scent,

And a cradle of voluptuously crimson clouds suddenly
embellished the sky; enveloping its fathomlessly
barren periphery with stupendously spell binding color and grace,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on
this gargantuan planet; the truculent tyranny of heat
was soon about to disappear into the aisles of
nothingness; it was soon going to thunderously rain.

The sparrows suddenly started to ebulliently whistle;
euphorically deluging every cranny of this fathomless
atmosphere with an everlasting entrenchment of
fantastically enamoring sounds,

The kangaroos suddenly sprinted in air like never
before; ecstatically racing through the unfathomably
timeless wilderness; with the astronomically
indefatigable enthrallment of Mother nature in their stride,

The eggs suddenly hatched into the most fabulously
beautiful of fledglings; permeating the fabric of the
gloomy air around with an unrelenting volley of
divinely new born life and sound,

And a blanket of gorgeously titillating clouds
suddenly enlightened the sky; majestically painting
its empty belly with streaks of poignantly
compassionate and everlasting empathy,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on
this boundless planet; the salacious whiplash of
acrimonious heat was soon about to wholesomely
abnegate; it was soon going to indefatigably rain.

The lions suddenly pumped their fur an extravagant
trifle; victoriously parading through the insatiably
untamed outgrowths of; euphoric scarlet and green,

The bells in the sacrosanct temple suddenly started to
incessantly ring; casting a spell of impregnably
mystical incantation; upon every religion; caste; and
alike; heavenly alike,

The shadows suddenly started to mischievously flirt
with the vividly life-yielding ground; merrily
jingling even as the serene tranquility of dusk was a
overwhelmingly far-fetched cry,

And an unconquerable cistern of enchantingly vibrant
clouds suddenly perpetuated the sky from all sides;
irrevocably crowning it as a royal prince of all times,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on
this endless planet; all satanically impeding sweat
was soon about to evaporate till times beyond infinite
infinity; it was soon going to miraculously rain.

The peacocks suddenly unveiled their feathers a
wholesomely profound blossom; disseminating a wave of
ravishing excitement in even the most infinitesimally
deadened particle in the lugubrious atmosphere,

The bees suddenly started to melodiously sing and
dance; Omnisciently replenishing many a traumatically
agonizing heart; with a mountain of incomprehensibly
unending sweetness,

The snakes suddenly forgot to horrifically bite;
sensuously intermingling for times immemorial; with the last rays of the setting Sun,

And a panoramically exotic canvas of enigmatic clouds
suddenly enshrouded the Herculean sky; impregnably
clinging to it like the ultimate seductress of its
impoverished life,

O! Yes; your guess was as good as anybody else’s on
this timeless planet; the mercilessly decimating
battlefield of belligerent heat was soon about to
crumble like a pack of cards; it was soon going to
perpetually rain.

2. RAIN, RAIN AND TRIUMPHANT RAIN

Infinite bodies had pathetically shriveled into
nothingness; as blistering rays of the Sun unsparingly
blazed left; right and profuse center,

Whirlpools of obnoxiously debilitating sweat oozed
from umpteenth arenas of the body; as boundless scores
of innocuous organisms; reeled under the vicious
onslaught of sweltering heat,

Fathomless kilometers of panoramically lush green
land; now disdainfully metamorphosed into torturously
slithering and lambasted deserts,

Pristine flakes of spell binding snow perched
delectably on the mountaintops; now abominably melted
in meek submission; under the ferocious inferno of the simmering afternoon,

The boisterously vivacious branches of the mystical
forests; now bore a sullenly barren look; as the
leaves mercilessly crackled under the outrageously
fuming Sun,

Unfathomable hordes of innocuously philandering
cattle; were now rendered to disgustingly hollow
skeletons of sordid dilapidation; as the soil
penuriously scorched everything in conceivable
vicinity,

The corporate tycoon now looked like an insane lunatic
with bloodshot eyes; as the most spell bindingly
impeccable of his shirt; was now enveloped in
abhorrent pools of grime and sweat,

The most tenaciously resilient of abodes now creaked
an inconspicuous trifle; cursing till beyond realms of
eternal eternity; as the wave of summer horrendously
augmented its acrid propensity,

The most voluptuous nimble and enchanting soles; now
barbarically bled at all quarters; as the earth on
which they holistically transgressed; had now
transformed itself into insidiously torching charcoal,

Denizens sluggishly snubbed each other in truculent
exasperation; as diabolical rays of the unrelenting
Sun; austerely pulverized their dormitories of
exotically bountiful fantasy,

The most majestic of lions in the inscrutable jungle;
dastardly retreated into their caves; unbelievably
forgiving their prey; as the treacherously unruly heat
took firm roots into their fur,

Children wholesomely forgot their innocently
replenishing smiles; as the day progressed more
tyrannically than ever; putting hideously crippling
brakes on even the most infinitesimal of their
activity,

The newly wedded relinquished all desire to love; as
the only thing that they were remorsefully overwhelmed
with; was the adversely admonishing and severely
reprimanding light of the midday Sun,

All anecdotes of irrefutably sparkling honesty; now
converted into the graveyard of blatantly manipulative
lies; as entities staggered more brutally than ever
under the salaciously whipping carpet of ominous summer,

The squirrels and kangaroos now transgressed as slow
as the pot-bellied tortoise; feeling the
preposterously invidious heat horrifically hamper
their otherwise; astoundingly vivacious reflexes,

Resplendent river levels had dramatically reduced;
with an unsurpassable army of crabs; snakes and ants;
frantically scurrying out of the mud every now and
again; as the earth cooked like an unstoppable volcano inside,

The most lightening paced of rambunctious spiders now
sat dolorously in one corner of their den; wholesomely
fatigued in the onerously persevering heat; to
ecstatically reconstruct their broken webs,

Fireballs of sensuously drifting and timelessly
exhilarating breath; now seemed as frantically last
bid to enter the gory corpse; in a valiantly vain
attempt to elope from the tumultuous heat,

The passionately palpitating beats of the immortal heart; were slowly losing their fervency; too exhausted in pumping blood for the pugnaciously sapped and burnt body; rather than pulsate for the spirit of unassailable love,

And if there was ever an invincibly singleton solution
to all of the above; then it was nothing but the most
pricelessly proliferating form of the ALMIGHTY LORD ;
O! yes it was RAIN, RAIN AND TRIUMPHANT RAIN.

3. IMMORTALLY NATURAL.

An infinitesimal fraction accentuated was the tip of
the flamboyantly towering hill; pompously soaring
towards the Omnipotently golden Sun,

An inconspicuous fraction accentuated was the salt
entrapped in the ravishingly undulating waves;
simmering in poignantly untamed desire; as the froth
emphatically clashed against the marvelous rocks,

A capricious fraction accentuated were the blades of
perennial grass; overwhelmingly encapsulated with
coats of effusively profuse green and a tantalizingly
enthralling carpet of scintillating dewdrops,

A transient fraction accentuated were the clouds in
the fathomlessly ebullient sky; extravagantly
enveloped with shades of embellished scarlet and
streaks of voluptuously thunderous lightening,

An ethereal fraction accentuated were the philosophers
in the classroom; tumultuously over-doing their acts
of portraying an unfathomably unending repertoire of
human emotions,

A fugitive fraction accentuated were the roses in the
blissful meadows; indefatigably blooming to caress the
walls of eternal paradise; profoundly enticing the
mischievously philandering bees for a quick kiss,

A diminutive fraction accentuated were the speeches of
the manipulative politicians; spuriously promising the
masses of things; they perhaps might not be able to
ever witness even in an infinite more lifetimes,

A mercurial fraction accentuated was the melting of
the incomprehensibly mammoth iceberg; at times
deliberating wailing as the Sun caressed it an instant
longer; with its compassionately magical rays,

An ephemeral fraction accentuated was the painting of
the sensuously romantic artist; intransigently
overwhelming even the most tiniest iota of the barren
canvas; with vibrantly loquacious color,

A parsimonious fraction accentuated was the
scintillating shark’s tail; bombastically flashing
every now and again in rustically volatile frostiness,

An evanescent fraction accentuated was the regally
soaring eagle in the sky; shamelessly exhibiting its
mesmerizing wings a trifle more than necessary; and
more unabashedly as each second unfurled into a
wholesome minute,

A tiny fraction accentuated was the exhilaratingly
dancing peacock; at times stretching its feathers
beyond the dormitories of comfort; just to replenish
and rejoice in the wonderfully glorious rain,

A minute fraction accentuated was the song of the
melodiously enchanting nightingale; leaving its
ecstatically relentless reverberations even centuries
unprecedented even after; it emanated its first voice,

A miniature fraction accentuated was the animated leap
of the boisterous frogs; incessantly bouncing in the
sleazily stray monsoon ponds; throughout the fabric of
the exotically divine night,

A bizarre fraction accentuated were the parties of the
disconcertingly dissatisfied business tycoons;
baselessly blowing quintessentially precious moments
of veritably vital life; in meaningless wisps of cigar
smoke and wine,

An insipid fraction accentuated was the stride of the
sluggishly languishing tortoise; as it took
imperceptibly marathon hours on the trot; to even
sprout its neck out of its obdurately motionless shell,

A non-existent fraction accentuated was the march of
the victoriously exuberant soldiers; tirelessly
brandishing their unflinching brawn and sword; to
realms beyond infinite infinity,

An indecipherable fraction accentuated was the
frequency of unconquerably timeless breath; at moments
inadvertently expunging out with truculently volatile
ferocity; to release the inner most chords of the bereaved soul,

But immortally natural; uninhibitedly priceless;
invincibly Omniscient; was their eternally gratifying
love; as each beat of their heart kept on rhythmically
bonding with all philanthropically benign; as each
beat of their heart bountifully coalesced into a
symbiotic journey of oneness; which lasted for an
endless more lifetimes.

4. DAY VERSUS ROMANTIC NIGHT

The day swelteringly blazed in the tyranny of
unrelentingly acrimonious heat; disdainfully simmering
with abominably intolerable harshness,
While an unfathomable pearl of majestic enchantment;
was the entrenchment of the fabulously titillating and
frosty night.

The day relentlessly scorched even the most minuscule
of entity that came in the trajectory of its vicious
swirl; charring blissful angels into a pool of
unbearably smoldering perspiration,
While a resplendently melodious festoon of enigmatic
voices; was the fabric of the sensuously enamoring and
voluptuous night.

The day hideously burnt fathomless islands of
poignantly nubile skin; invidiously tanning even the
most impeccably scintillating patches of princely white,
While a maelstrom of unendingly romantic titillation;
a world of eternally tranquil freedom; was the
bedsheet of the miraculously everlasting night.

The day propelled insanely ominous abuse; as the
unsparing heat of the ferociously truculent Sun
brutally asphyxiated priceless reserves of liquid from
the; pathetically staggering body,
While a garland of profoundly heartwarming
graciousness; seductively placating the thirst of one
and all handsomely alike; was the ravishingly queenly
aroma of the marvelously embellished night.

The day was horrendously indescribable; with the
mercury soaring literally out of the thermometer;
barbarically torching boundless kilometers of celestial
land and atmosphere,
While an unsurpassable stream of tantalizing
effervescence; was the wave of the ebulliently dancing
and charismatic night.

The day was ungainly traumatic; with diabolical chains
of gorily boiling heat diabolically jeopardizing the
lives of all those innocuously harmonious,
While a gloriously bountiful cushion of amiable
togetherness; a cistern of spell binding empathy; was
the profusely compassionate inferno of the regale
night.

The day was a stagnantly debilitating pond of sordid
perspiration; as every organism on this planet
inevitably broke into despicable sweat; under the
blistering cauldron of ever-augmenting heat,
While a nimbly obeisant salutation to the Almighty
Lord; an incantation of fascinating timelessness; was
the effusively chirping garden of the vivaciously
phlegmatic night.

The day was an unavoidable nightmare that every entity
on this colossal Universe had to live through;
manipulatively struggling amidst the hostile horde of
bloodsucking wolves to earn their quintessential livelihood,
While a ubiquitous ocean of philanthropic brotherhood;
a magical river in which all uninhibitedly melanged
irrespective of caste; creed or spurious color; was
the mesmerizing intoxication of the wonderfully
moonlit night.

And a derogatorily devilish betrayer was the
unprecedentedly flaming day; insidiously snapping even
the most celestial of relationships; as lambasting
heat triggered tempers to disconcertingly flare,
While an unassailably grandiloquent smile of
friendship; an immortally unshakable bond of divine
love; a harbinger of peace and serenely humanitarian
friendship; was the invincible sky of the gorgeously
heavenly night.

5. THE POWER OF OMNIPOTENT MUD

You might ferociously abuse it for being monotonously
threadbare; disdainfully infiltrating the whites of
your eye; with the truculently blowing winds,

You might indignantly kick at it in your times of
inexplicable frustration; at times profusely wounding
it with the uncouthly cold-blooded tip; of your spurious shoes,

You might heinously spit on its shades of
compassionate brown; barbarically trampling it left
right and center; to insanely diffuse the abominable
tensions circumventing your brain,

You might place its value as capriciously invidious specks of grit and stone; hardly ever casting even the most fugitive of glance towards its poignantly amiable periphery,

But remember; irrespective of your caste; creed;
color; blood or race; you all will inevitably blend
with its sacrosanct belly after abnegating your last
breath; such was the power of unassailably Omnipotent
and bountiful mud.

You might ominously abhor the fact that it lay abreast your dwelling; proving a remorsefully indigent mismatch to your pillars and porch of stupendously embellished gold,

You might acridly puke out your food in utterly
shocking disbelief; on the pretentiously worthless
pretext of it harboring ungainly dust,

You might treacherously stab it with unrelentingly salacious strokes of your gleaming knife; frantically searching for surreptitious canopies of pricelessly glittering gold,

You might propagate it as being lugubriously
meaningless; fretfully stagnating in dustbins of
forlorn isolation for centuries unprecedented,

You might ruthlessly mold it into fathomless sizes and shapes; just to flex the muscles of your irascibly blood soaked palms,

You might relentlessly castigate it for its despicably
impoverished demeanor; drive your cars like an untamed
prince over its innocuously wailing contours,

You might sleazily sell it to the most derogatorily manipulative strangers; inundate your pockets with scintillating silver; while bulldozers tyrannically razed it to construct edifices that sailed haughtily towards blue sky,

You might lackadaisically dump all your decaying feces
from your abode into its silken carpet; laughing every
side of your body out; as you triumphantly feasted
upon its victimized integrity,

You might tirelessly ostracize its sordidly ungainly
complexion; for horrendously tainting the outlines of
your spotlessly bombastic and bohemian feet,

You might christen it as dreadfully morose and perniciously ghoulish; as it fostered your pathetically wavering shadow even in the most brilliantly sparkling Sun,

You might at times construe it as your worst enemy; as
its unwitting undulations made you disastrously
stumble and kiss a world of despondently diminutive dirt,

You might call it blasphemously adulterated; as
organisms of all shapes and fraternities; perpetually
embraced its rudimentarily scented skin,

6. SO WHAT

So what if the Sun disappeared behind the crimson
clouds; rendering the fabulously fathomless township
in a blanket of solitarily placid darkness,

So what if the Sun sunk in wholesome entirety behind
the gargantuan mountains; entirely abdicating even the
tiniest trace of graciously bright light,

So what if the Sun pathetically mellowed down in
blazing complexion; dismally obfuscating even the most
overwhelmingly towering entity in visible vicinity,

So what if the Sun preposterously appeared to be an
infinitesimal minnow; even infront of the most
capriciously fleeting shadow around,

The voluptuously enthralling still greeted you like a
majestically unassailable prince; and believe me the
night was more stupendously enchanting than the
acrimoniously sweltering day.

So what if the Sun horrendously dimmed as the hours
frantically unleashed by; blinding the boundless
Universe in whirlpools of inexplicably inscrutable
blackness,

So what if the Sun nervously started to flutter; as
sombre winds of timidly serene evening commence to
perseveringly take complete control,

So what if the Sun inevitably developed shades of
subtle darkness; pathetically mitigating its
tumultuously blistering ferocity upon the trajectory
of this unendingly colossal planet,

So what if the Sun bid a transient adieu to the
gigantically sprawling earth; soon after celestially
placating dusk enshrouded its magical subtlety from
every conceivable side,

The seductively euphoric night was still your
eternally resplendent companion for the countless
instants ahead; and believe me the night was more
ebulliently exhilarating than the tenaciously
tyrannical and monotonous day.

So what if the Sun started to lackadaisically waver in
unfathomable sky; obnoxiously hiding behind the
thunderous conglomerate of lightening and clouds,

So what if the Sun languidly stretched its ferociously
blistering palms for ethereal rest; eventually
melanging with the Omnipotent horizons,

So what if the Sun abruptly decided to relinquish the
periphery of this scintillating earth; leaving the
world around in bizarre blackness; without the most
diminutive of insinuation or prior notice,

So what if the Sun sporadically felt its rays being
irrevocably overpowered by the onset of the
ecstatically titillating evening; making holistic way
for nocturnal intricacies to impregnably transcend,

The marvelously bountiful night was still there for
you to spell bindingly rejoice; and believe me the
night was more Omnisciently captivating than the
manipulatively besieged corporate day.

So what if the Sun resolutely shut down its formidably invincible shutters; at the first signs of ephemerally fickle minded dusk,

So what if the Sun intractably refrained to
unbelievably blaze till centuries unprecedented on the
trot; without the slightest of rest or evanescent interlude,

So what if the Sun remorsefully departed for its short lived abode; transiently evicting its insurmountably replenishing treasuries of optimism; till it shone once again at glorious dawn,

So what if the Sun lost its tinges of flaming red and
triumphant resurgence; non-invasively giving way to
dastardly darkness to be the uncrowned prince for some time,

The magnificently immortal night was still a blissful
messiah for you to uninhibitedly exult; and believe me
the night was more compassionately bonding than the
truculently scorching and unsparing day.

7. NATURE'S GLAMOROUS BEAUTY

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

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

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

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

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

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

8. PLACID AND PERFECT

The stream lit days of peace,
flow past the agony of time,
so quiet, so serene, so blissful,
yielding their touch softly, bit by bit,
cruising smoothly over the field of messy emotions,
to give life to the tiny molecules of beginning,
in a supreme entrenchment of their own.

Sweet tunes pierce suspended carpets of air,
gorgeously tranquil and splendid,
oozing out silent tremors of love,
in circular rings of boisterous feelings,
far distance away from the trapped world of
complications,
in an ambience of mustard green dew drops,
depicting short parables of perfect excitement,
precarious with the fading of time.

9. WHEN I SAW THE SUN RISING IN THE SKY

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt waves of unparalleled enchantment
circumvent my persona,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; nascent pores embedded in my skin sprung
up with exuberant intensity,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt waves of marathon despair deeply
embodied in me; vanish into thin wisps of oblivion,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt besieged by volatile
gushes of resplendent light,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; stale pools of air in my lungs got
profoundly reinvigorated; revitalizing my dreary senses,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt innovative perceptions about
beauty circulating wildly through intricate pores of my mind,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt newly born droplets of sweat
trickle down my nape; washing away sins of the previous day,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt golden beams of light
gently caress my obscured eyes,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt an unprecedented vigor suddenly
impregnate my feeble veins,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt a compassionate warmth engulfing me from all sides; annihilating completely the barbaric chill I had encountered in the night,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt my legs rhythmically sway; my ears absorbedly focused to melodious chirping of the humming bird,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt catapulted to supreme heights of ecstasy;
with benevolent feelings of forgiveness slowly creeping in my soul,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt the palpitations of my
heart grow faster; loads of enthusiasm embodied in my blood,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt the color of my skin
dramatically change;
it had now acquired tinges of robust crimson; profusely replacing patches of pallid flesh,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; it made me retrospect more nostalgically
about my past; forming a pellucid picture of my entity,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I felt inundated with images of celestial gods; hovering very near my silhouette,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I made a plethora of resolutions before
commencing nondescript activities of the day,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I pictured all my ancestors
living in coordinated harmony as the rays emanating out,

When I saw the sun rising in the sky; I dreamt about my love which was
immortal as the perpetual shine,

And when I saw the sun rising in the sky; I conceived a new beginning to life;
felt like bestowed with another opportunity to prove my mettle in this
unsparing world.

10. NEWNESS

Be it in the very first rays of ethereally magnificent
dawn; enlightening every cranny of despairingly
flagrant blackness with unfathomably unceasing
majesty,

Be it in the nimble squeaking of the freshly born
infant; profoundly enrapturing monotonously usurped
existence; with an unprecedented power to forever
survive,

Be it in the transiently hood-winking beams of the
vivaciously uninhibited rainbow; casting their magic
on every fretfully beleaguered bone; till times beyond
infinite infinity,

Be it in the pristinely nascent shoots sprouting from
the corrugated branches of the tree; delightfully
swaying in insatiable ecstasy with the virile currents
of summer wind,

Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was
what I was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling
minute of the day and night; Newness was what tingled
every aspect of my existence till even beyond the
realms of eternal paradise; O! Yes Newness was what my
soul wanted to seek till even countless births after I
died.

Be it in the unrestrictedly artistic lines scrawled on
barren canvas; embellishing the chapter of mundanely
manipulative survival today; with unceasingly copious
rivers of color and vibrant charm,

Be it in the infantile trickle of water dribbling
painstakingly from the scorched rocks; bounteously
perpetuating the sweltering atmosphere around with
unbelievably rhapsodic exhilaration,

Be it in the faintly rupturing of the outlines of the
immaculate egg; blissfully announcing the arrival of
unparalleled exuberance; in a world of otherwise
preposterously shriveled decay,

Be it in the premature formation of pearly white mists
in the sky; triggering a ray of tantalizingly
unsurpassable hope in one and all alike on bereaved
earth; that sensuous rain was soon about to fall,

Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was
what I was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling
minute of the day and night; Newness was what made me
feel the most pricelessly insuperable organism alive;
O! Yes Newness was what my soul wanted to seek till
even countless births after I died.

Be it in the sporadic bouts of laughter of the
ebulliently innocuous child; making truculently
agonized heart’s all across this boundless Universe;
melt and frolic into the meadows of effulgent
childhood,

Be it in the incoherently optimistic quacking of the
fledgling swans; trying to timelessly disseminate the
message of egalitarian peace towards endless sky and
emollient earth; wonderfully alike,

Be it in the inconspicuously sensitive dewdrop on the
blade of ravenously enthralling grass; radiating into
a beam of perpetually golden righteousness; with the
first rays of the Sun,

Be it in the intrepidly adventurous wave disappearing
wholesomely into the horizons and deep sea; permeating
even bit of the gruesomely bedraggled ambience around
with celestially tangy happiness,

Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was
what I was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling
minute of the day and night; Newness was what
unconquerably fuelled every ingredient of my blood to
pump life; O! Yes Newness was what my soul wanted to
seek till even countless births after I died.

Be it in the singular star that regally twinkled in
the grotestquely cloudy and foggily obfuscated night;
granting glorious reprieve from a countless
inadvertently committed sins,

Be it in the match-boxed minuscule hutment barren
without any quintessential amenity of life; yet with a
roof so compassionate; that it sequestered you from
the most devastating of storm and rain,

Be it in the inarticulately indefatigable buzzing of
the bumble bee; spawning into cisterns of invaluably
harmonious nectar; a sweetness which no power on this
turgid earth could ever transcend or destroy,

Be it in the whisper of the fugitively nubile maiden;
engendering every pore on the satanically lambasted
skin to excitedly stand; even as she extinguished into
a valley of nothingness; sooner than she had arrived,

Be it in the infinitesimally silken beat of the heart;
which arose towards the cosmos for just an instant;
but united the entire estranged Universe in chords of
immortal love; before it veritably died,

Be it in any form; shape; color or height; Newness was
what I was inexhaustibly searching for every unfurling
minute of the day and night; Newness was what
propelled me to procreate countless more of my very
own humanitarian kind; O! Yes Newness was what my soul
wanted to seek till even countless births after I
died.

11. ETERNAL E-PAPER

Believe me. Trees astoundingly procreate like we do;
the fruits that they compassionately bear for times
immemorial; is an irrefutably invincible testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as equally emotional as us; the
whispers that they timelessly emanate into at the
tiniest insinuation of crackling thunder; is an
brilliantly undaunted testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees symbiotically defecate like we do;
the sporadically formed pools of moisture near their
stem; is an marvelously undettered testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees uninhibitedly diffuse into
unsurpassable happiness like we do; the beautifully
unfettered rustling of their leaves at the first rays
of golden dawn; is a regally vibrant testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees dance as vivaciously as we do; the
ebulliently enchanting swaying of their branches at
the onset of ecstatically blessed spring; is a
marvelously spell-binding testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees get as blissfully mesmerized as we
do; the impeccable sheath of poignant dew on their
leaves every milky midnight; is a unfathomably
impregnable testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees get as naturally fatigued as we do;
the pathetically drooping periphery of their demeanor
at impoverished sunset; is a spectacularly unshakable
testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees have as much unhindered sensuality
as we do; the freshly born tendrils unassailably
clinging to the branches under spurts of torrentially
rhapsodic rain; is a bountifully undeniable
testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as thunderously volatile as us;
their metamorphosing into an unimaginably anguished
scarlet at the sight of innocent being mercilessly
beheaded beside them; is an unflinchingly peerless
testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Tees are as uncannily secretive as us; the
surreptitiously mystical reverberating of their stalks
at the settling of darkness; is an incorrigibly
irretrievable testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as diminutively erring as us;
the intermittent oomph’s of frustration wafting from
their imperfectly corrugated persona all day and
night; is a supremely infallible testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as fantastically innovative as
us; the incessant unfurling of limitlessly panoramic
beauty from their visage every moment; is an
irrevocably unnerving testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees harbor the same sense of united
oneness as we do; their altruistically sharing their
fruit with organisms of every caste; creed and color
alike; is an immutably handsome testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are blessed with the same aura of
tireless perseverance as we are; their slowly and
slowly culminating into gigantically unparalleled
foliage from just a minuscule seed; is an indomitably
royal testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as insuperably eclectic as us;
their amazingly tenacious grit to acclimatize to every
season; storm and rain, singing; blossoming;
defending; sequestering; all at the same time; is a
pricelessly sacred testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as incredulously reactive as us;
the curling of their branches at the tiniest innuendo
of danger and unfurling of their leaves full throttle
at the first beams of fresh morning; is an
unbelievably miraculous testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as sacredly worshipping as us;
their inexhaustibly existing in synergy with God’s
unceasingly vivid environment; is a boundlessly
effulgent testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as much holistically breathing
as us; the wind perpetually exhaling from even the
most infinitesimal pore of their emolliently serrated
skin; is an unconquerably undefeated testimonial to the same.

Believe me. Trees are as immortally loving as us; the
unbreakable relationships that they form with every
conceivably philanthropic entity of the atmosphere and
beyond; is a timelessly exemplary testimonial to the same.

So. The Next time you think of chopping a tree for
“Paper” or spuriously turgid bonfires to passionately
enlighten your every dreary night; remember that you’d
be insanely annihilating one human of your own kind,

Instead. I’d humbly suggest friends. Please switch over to Lightening fast and non-invasively state-of-the-art Modern Technology. Please switch over to the unlimitedly bountiful Internet. Please switch over to harmlessly innocuous; yet majestically sparkling and ETERNAL E-PAPER.

12. A WHOLE NEW CHAPTER

Every day as you arose at the crackle of mesmerizing dawn; you blossomed into celestial freshness; wholesomely shirking the hideously monstrous monotony of the previous bedraggled day,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of blissful dawn; you Wholeheartedly smiled the smile of your life; as the Omnipotently golden rays of the Sun smooched you in euphoric entirety,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of enchanting dawn;
you became oblivious to the treacherously barbarous tyrannies meted upon you; as even the most infinitesimally inane of your senses completely coalesced with the panoramic mists of mother nature,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of effulgent dawn;
you insatiably urged to defecate your miserably asphyxiated bowels; mollify your bereaved stomach with delectably fresh fruit and sparkling water,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of rhapsodic dawn;
you devoutly resolved never to repeat your mistakes of the past; astoundingly train every of your delinquent nerve; to perennially surge forward to eternal success,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of bountiful dawn;
you profoundly reminisced new memories of your majestically uninhibited childhood; when you cared a damn about this manipulative planet; compassionately suckling in the lap of your heavenly mother,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of victorious dawn;
you chalked out countless distinct strategies to irrefutably vanquish the indiscriminately rampaging devil; inexhaustibly striving for complete freedom of your mind; body and soul,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of poignant dawn;
you found the intensity of scarlet blood in your veins more profuse than ever; to holistically survive in times that were good as well as diabolically bad,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of Omniscient dawn;
you felt an inexorable fervor to discover encapsulating every cranny of your persona; alleviating you from the most severest of your wanton depression; into the aisles of timeless proliferation,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of emollient dawn;
You uninhibitedly danced with passionately enthralling ardor; letting every egregiously trapped staleness of you countenance; freely cascade out as beautifully fragrant sweat,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of philanthropic dawn; you found a boundless array of never-before flavors titillate the buds of your disparagingly emaciated tongue,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of immaculate dawn;
you tirelessly danced the whites and blacks of your emphatically crystalline eyes; to the magically unfurling beams of the pristinely whistling atmosphere,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of regale dawn;
you flirted with an unfathomable ocean of supreme sensuality; playing hide-n-seek with theevanescently crimson beams of the new-born Sun,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of mystical dawn;
you unravelled the mortifying introvert in you to the most unprecedented of your capacity; peerlessly blazing in the untamed ardor of intrepidly unflinching life,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of jingling dawn;
you tread your nimble foot more solidly on earth; more and more invincibly embedding your inimitable rudiments on the landscape of the fathomless globe,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of vivacious dawn;
you abdicated all your baseless nervousness; scintillated like a true warrior to defend your maliciously usurped and pricelessly venerated motherland,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of titillating dawn;
you felt every pore of your fecklessly limpid skin; intransigently desirous of being mischievously tickled by the winds of miraculously never-ending procreation,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of ecstatic dawn;
you felt more closer and closer to your impressions on sacred soil; unrelentingly fantasizing about that moment in which was born your very first ancestor,

Every day as you arose at the crackle of vivid dawn;
you obeisantly surrendered even the most diminutive of your breath to the unconquerable illumination of the Sun; letting it weave a whole new chapter of your enrapturing existence,

And still some of you had the guts to say that each new day was fretfully boring; each new day had nothing to offer which revolutionary new; each new day brought you closer to your death; each day was just like and nothing but
a pathetic facsimile of the very previous day !

13. THE CERTIFICATE OF LIFE

The voluptuously swaying nightingales; magnanimously
awarded me with the certificate of blissfully serene singing,

The fathomlessly sluggishly ambling and pot-bellied
tortoise; uninhibitedly awarded me with the
certificate of non-invasively phlegmatic laziness,

The boundlessly sweltering terrain of the unbelievably
scorching desert; deservingly awarded me with the
certificate of unrelentingly hard-earned perspiration,

The candidly reflecting and irrefutably unflinching
mirror; philanthropically awarded me with the
certificate of gloriously majestic truth,

The resplendently rain soaked peacock; celestially
awarded me with the certificate of vivaciously
enamoring dance,

The insatiably impeccable avalanche of gargantuan ice;
bounteously awarded me with the certificate of
astoundingly unnerved coolness,

The cocoon of crimson clouds in limitless sky;
rhapsodically awarded me with the certificate of
inimitably unparalleled sensuousness,

The unequivocally flirtatious squirrel; enchantingly
awarded me with the certificate of unsurpassably
inscrutable and timeless frolic,

The peerlessly parading and towering lion; unabashedly
awarded me with the certificate of pricelessly
exhilarating majesty,

The regally scarlet and poignant wonderful rose;
marvelously awarded me with the certificate of
undauntedly Samaritan scent,

The Spartan robes of immaculate white; chivalrously
awarded me with the certificate of amazingly
unbiased simplicity,

The tirelessly undulating and effulgently arcane sea;
brilliantly awarded me with the certificate of
unendingly effusive tanginess,

The ubiquitously overpowering dinosaur; intrepidly
awarded me with the certificate of indomitably
Herculean and endless strength,

The exuberantly flapping kites in clear sky;
unlimitedly awarded me with the certificate of
indefatigably nervous energy,

The mischievously batting eyelids; pristinely awarded
me with the certificate of blessedly
symbiotic flirtation,

The mystically vacillating and transiently titillating
rainbows; graciously awarded me with the certificate
of eclectically burgeoning diversity,

The intransigently functioning globe outside;
courteously awarded me with the certificate of
sagaciously punctilious pragmatism,

The aristocratically nubile maiden with a
uncontrollably passionate heart; gregariously awarded
me with the certificate of perennially fructifying love,

And the Omnipotent Almighty Lord not only unassailably
awarded me with the certificate of fearlessly
charismatic life; but impregnated the quintessential
tenacity in all of the above and infinite more to be
able to benevolently honor me; to award me with spell
binding certificates.

14. WITH THE FIRST RAYS OF EVERY DAWN

With the very first crackle of every sensitively aristocratic dawn; the very first thing that the fathomless deserts ardently prayed for; was blisteringly unceasing sunshine; all throughout the tenure of the gloriously intrepid day,

With the very first rays of every ecstatically vibrant dawn; the very first thing that the gigantic mountains insatiably prayed for; was unflinchingly Herculean strength; all throughout the tenure of the blissfully harmonious day,

With the very first shimmer of every resplendently beaming dawn; the very first thing that the boisterous bees tirelessly prayed for; was mischievously cavorting fields of scarlet roses; all throughout the tenure of the symbiotically enamoring day,

With the very first unfurling of every euphorically heartening dawn; the very first thing that the uninhibited birds indefatigably prayed for; was boundless playgrounds of astoundingly crystalline sky; all throughout the tenure of the stupendously fragrant day,

With the very first smile of every bewitchingly magnificent dawn; the very first thing that the frosty waters of the sea unrelentingly prayed for; was rhapsodically mysterious undulations; all throughout the tenure of the handsomely charismatic day,

With the very first enlightening of every marvellously exotic dawn; the very first thing that the compassionately moistened leaves of the forest immutably prayed for; was enthrallingly timeless and vivacious adventure; all throughout the tenure of the unfathomably mesmerizing day,

With the very first sparkle of every ebulliently innocuous dawn; the very first thing that the impeccably wailing infant inexorably prayed for; was divinely untainted milk of its mother; all throughout the tenure of the fantastically
panoramic day,

With the very first glimmer of every synergistically emollient dawn; the very first thing that the preposterously dilapidated dungeon uncontrollably prayed for; was thunderbolts of endlessly unparalleled light; all throughout the tenure of the celestially immaculate day,

With the very first sprinkle of every beautifully embellished dawn; the very first thing that the penuriously beleaguered eyes unlimitedly prayed for; was tantalizingly heavenly paradise; all throughout the tenure of the eternally silken day,

With the very first blessing of every wonderfully endowing dawn; the very first thing that the iridescently blooming nightingale unequivocally prayed for; was ubiquitously mollifying melody; all throughout the tenure of the majestically ingratiating day,

With the very first perpetuation of every holisticallySpartan dawn; the very first thing that the murderously starved ears irrevocably prayed for; was the voice of philanthropically egalitarian humanity; all throughout the tenure of the jubilantly dazzling day,

With the very first horizon of every optimistically vibrant dawn; the very first thing that the regally roaring lion rapaciously prayed for; was the inimitable armor of unassailable kinsmanship; all throughout the tenure of the splendidly eclectic day,

With the very first spawning of every magnetically reinvigorating dawn; the very first thing that the bourgeoisie farmer infallibly prayed for; was the wholesome annihilation of even the most infinitesimal of parasite in his field; all throughout the tenure of
the blessedly gregarious day,

With the very first fulmination of every sensuously rejuvenating dawn; the very first thing that the pristine pearl irretrievably prayed for; was the invincibly amiable shelter of its oyster shell; all throughout the magically destined day,

With the very first unraveling of every eloquently placating dawn; the very first thing that the altruistically fearless soldier unstoppably prayed for; was veritably scintillating victory; all throughout the tenure of the mystically exhilarating day,

With the very first insinuation of every convivially embracing dawn; the very first thing that the holistically dancing fairies limitlessly prayed for; was insuperably beautiful concord; all throughout the tenure of the robustly redolent day,

With the very first illumination of every miraculously ameliorating dawn; the very first thing that the diminutively hollow nostrils quintessentially prayed for; was a carpet of affably uninterrupted breath; all throughout the tenure of the propitiously artistic day,

And with the very first unveiling of every Omnipotently revolutionizing dawn; the very first thing that every beat of my impoverished heart perpetually prayed for; was the heaven of immortally unconquerable love; not only for the tenure of the flamboyantly triumphant day; but for an infinite more enlightening daylights; for an infinite more brilliantly enlightening lifetimes

15. CAN NEVER EVOLVE

The field which uncontrollably cries while ploughing;
can never evolve into majestically fructifying and
ebulliently blissful crop,

The sea which pathetically cries while undulating; can
never evolve into fantastically vibrant and
tantalizingly ecstatic adventure,

The desert which discordantly cries while being
heated; can never evolve into fathomlessly regale and
timelessly seductive majesty,

The cloud which hedonistically cries while showering
rain; can never evolve into boundlessly enthralling
and enchantingly heavenly freshness,

The waterfall which insidiously cries while cascading
on handsome rock; can never evolve into stupendously
amiable and vividly mystical reinvigoration,

The mountain which abhorrently cries while defending;
can never evolve into symbiotically unflinching and
peerlessly unassailable unity,

The nightingale which fretfully cries while singing;
can never evolve into timelessly ubiquitous and
unequivocally resplendent melody,

The artist who deplorably cries while sketching; can
never evolve into spell bindingly refreshing and
unsurpassably enamoring magnetism,

The soldier who dolorously cries while fighting for
his country; can never evolve into insuperably
marvelous and blazingly fearless patriotism,

The tree which dementedly cries while imparting
exuberant breeze; can never evolve into magnificently
euphoric and royally blossoming vivacity,

The clown who preposterously cries while engendering
the audience to laugh; can never evolve into
bedazzlingly enviable and miraculously healing happiness,

The lightening which uxoriously cries while
uninhibitedly diffusing into an enigmatic river of
brilliant white; can never evolve into compassionately
effulgent and fierily charged electricity,

The lion who capriciously cries while crunching the
bones of his nimble prey; can never evolve into unfathomably bewitching and inimitably unconquerable kingliness,

The dwelling which hedonistically cries while
harboring its impeccable occupants; can never evolve
into affably propitious and beautifully synergistic concord,

The doctor who fecklessly cries while attending to his
beleaguered patients; can never evolve into miraculously Omnipotent and blessedly efficacious healing,

The hand which frigidly cries while working for quintessential livelihood; can never evolve into eternally pacifying and emolliently deserving perseverance,

The lips which dismally cry while unstoppably kissing;
can never evolve into bounteously ingratiating and
timelessly candle-lit sensuousness,

And the heart which sadistically cries while
perpetually bonding its beats with the person it
loved; can never evolve into immortally Godly and
rhapsodically triumphant life.

16. INFINITE TIMES BETTER

Infinite times better than the diminutively
diminishing flicker of the sleazily artificial bulb;
was the Omnipotent blaze of the bountifully
unassailable Sun,

Infinite times better than the truncated fantasies in
the manipulatively estranged mind; was the
unfathomably untainted paradise of poignantly
seductive clouds in the sky,

Infinite times better than parsimoniously remorseful
water incarcerated beneath the lavatory seat; was the
thunderously untamed roar of the uninhibitedly
vivacious and mischievously dancing ocean,

Infinite times better than the bawdily threadbare
stone; was the insuperably majestic and timelessly
sheltering swirl of the celestially compassionate mountain,

Infinite times better than the lecherously parasitic
currency coin; was the river of pricelessly united and
Omnipresently blessing humanity,

Infinite times better than the gaudily cadaverous crayons disparagingly sprawled on the floor; was the eternally royal rainbow and resplendently eclectic rainbow; twinkling in the firmament of azure sky,

Infinite times better than the abhorrently shattered
glass; was the candidly perspicacious mirror of the impeccably unassailable and inimitably sacrosanct soul,

Infinite times better than the preposterously stuffed
toys available in the manipulatively prejudiced market; was the indomitably peerless roar of the princely lion,

Infinite times better than the emotionless chips of
the raunchily scintillating computer; was the unfathomably brilliant and tirelessly discovering human brain,

Infinite times better than the disgustingly miserly
twig decaying in a bedraggled heap; was the unsurpassably pristine meadow of boisterously frolicking grass,

Infinite times better than the uncontrollably shivering bottle of stingily corked wine; was the uninhibitedly royal forest of divinely endowing sensuousness,

Infinite times better than the body of the forlornly decrepit air-conditioner; was the exuberantly mesmerizing kiss of the rhapsodically untamed storm,

Infinite times better than the abjectly traded idols of gold and bombastically boorish silver; was the Omnipresent reflection of the perpetual Creator; in every single ingredient of the atmosphere and beyond,

Infinite times better than the sparing shades of mechanical pencil on barren canvas; was the panoramically enamoring kaleidoscope of miraculously ameliorating nature,

Infinite times better than the banefully blaring music of the pompous discotheque; was the fathomlessly enchanting carpet of marvelously iridescent and vibrantly twinkling stars,

Infinite times better than the bizarrely squelched brick in the tyrannically rotting foundation; was the heaven of irrefutably venerated and eternally unshakable truth,’

Infinite times better than the ghoulishly devastating
coffin of death; was the chapter of immortally sacred
and perennially blossoming life,

But ever since the first breath that the entire Universe took; and even centuries unprecedented afterit vanishes into traces of amorphously beleaguered
oblivion; infinite times better than “ Immortal Love” was; is and shall forever be; once again only Love; Love and nothing else but the invincibly blessed fabric of “Immortal Love”

17. INIMITABLY DIVINE MOTHER

Ingratiatingly heavenly scent was what majestically
radiated; from the eyes of the poignantly everlasting
and stupendously blossoming rose,

Fathomlessly enigmatic boundlessness was what
enchantingly radiated; from the eyes of the crimson
crested and regally bestowing sky,

Brilliantly shimmering graciousness was what
incredulously radiated; from the eyes of the
limitlessly eclectic and bountifully sparkling desert,

Immaculately blissful sacredness was what timelessly
radiated; from the eyes of the vivaciously bouncing
and freshly born child,

Eclectically magnificent empathy was what insatiably
radiated; from the eyes of the vibrantly molding and
surreally philandering artist,

Vividly tantalizing mischief was what flirtatiously
radiated; from the eyes of the euphorically cavorting
and rampantly swinging chimpanzee,

Ravishingly tangy boisterousness was what gregariously
radiated; from the eyes of the tirelessly undulating
and froth embellished sea,

Beautifully blessed sensuousness was what obeisantly
radiated; from the eyes of the newly married and
celestially fantasizing bride,

Fearlessly intrepid exhilaration was what patriotically radiated; from the eyes of the unflinchingly altruistic and insuperably dedicated soldier,

Rhapsodically enamoring merrymaking was what
insurmountably radiated; from the eyes of the slender
legged and seductively hopping grasshopper,

Invincibly innovative melody was what tirelessly
radiated; from the eyes of the magically gifted and
profusely sweet nightingale,

Indomitably rudimentary humility was what honesty
radiated; from the eyes of the placidly charming and
harmoniously fleet footed sheep,

Flamboyantly unconquerable light was what Omnisciently
radiated; from the eyes of the gloriously scarlet and
benevolently enlightening Sun,

Unshakably priceless solidarity was what unassailably
radiated; from the eyes of the philanthropically egalitarian and unequivocally uninhibited fortress of mankind,

Jubilantly fantastic oneness was what handsomely
radiated; from the eyes of the blazingly courageous
and indefatigably striving gladiator,

Charismatically unequivocal sweetness was what
mellifluously radiated; from the eyes of the rambunctiously buzzing and serendipitously oozing bumble bee,

Sparklingly benevolent righteousness was what
iridescently radiated; from the eyes of the impeccably selfless and perennially bonding wave of gorgeous humanity,

Immortally impregnable love was what aristocratically
radiated; from the eyes of the passionately evergreen
and robustly ardent lover,

And Omnipotently blessing Godliness was what
unbeatably radiated; from the eyes of my blissfully
sacrosanct and inimitably divine mother

18. LIFE’S THE WAY YOU SEE IT

For some it was a garden of bountifully mesmerizing
roses; while some could only indefatigably witness the
acrimoniously pugnacious thorns,

For some it was a surreally rhapsodic cloud showering
perennial enchantment; while some could only
relentlessly feel penalized by the shades of
gruesomely pulverizing black,

For some it was a forest of panoramically evergreen
vivaciousness; while some could only fretfully rebuke
the enigmatically inexplicable travails and trails,

For some it was an ocean of unsurpassably unassailable
happiness; while some could only unrelentingly blame
the maliciously lambasting maelstrom of pernicious
waves,

For some it was an unflinching fortress of timelessly
blissful solidarity; while some could only implacably
feel the disparagingly deteriorating abrasions with
the inevitably unstoppable unfurling of time,

For some it was a tantalizingly celestial nightingale;
while some could only dogmatically the curse the
inconspicuous pinches of harmlessly holistic
adulteration in the air,

For some it was a meadow of eternally priceless peace;
while some could only incorrigibly experience the
frigid chunks of obnoxiously threadbare dirt,

For some it was a fireball of insuperably untamed
passion; while some could only intractably feel outlandishly intimidated by the wisps of hideously black smoke; that disastrously obfuscated their vision,

For some it was an ebulliently fathomless book of
unendingly euphoric adventure; while some could only
tirelessly feel asphyxiated by the sheer and
inexplicably unfurling volume,

For some it was a bountifully persevering ladder to
eternal success; while some could only intransigently
castigate the unfathomable array of steep stairs,

For some it was an unbelievable rainbow of heavenly
versatility; while some could only ruthlessly feel the
incomprehensibly endless festoon of harsh shades,

For some it was an Omnipotent Sun of invincibly
righteous hope; while some could only acrimoniously
feel the boundlessly austere rays left; right and spurious center,
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For some it was a iridescently twinkling star of unprecedented optimism; while some could only remorsefully feel the infinitesimally uncanny flicker; inflamingly imperil their sanctimonious existence,

For some it was an immortally patriotic march towards
glorious martyrdom; while some could only grievingly
feel the blood soaked sacrifices in the triumphant
odyssey in between,

For some it was an unshakably sacrosanct mother who
timelessly proliferate God’s Omnipresent chapter of
survival; while some could only preposterously feel
the savage waves of bedlam labour pain; in between,

For some it was the most blessed icing on even the
most diminutive little thing that they had achieved;
while some could only relentlessly shiver to the winds
of rejuvenating coolness,

O! Yes; For some it was an indomitably victorious
inferno of passionately loving heartbeats; while some
could only limitlessly grouse the reverberating sound;
ignominiously admonishing it for bringing cacophony in
their dwindling stride,

Because although the Omniscient Creator had bestowed
it in the most holistically unconquerable of forms
upon every organism symbiotically alike; Life’s the
way you chose it to be; Life’s the way you make of it;
Life’s the way you believe it to be; Life’s the way
you see it.

19. BELIEVE IT OR NOT

Whether you pulverize an invisibly infinitesimal worm;
or whether you torch a vibrantly euphoric commoner;
brutally alive,

Whether you squelch a diminutively pertinent mosquito;
or whether you massacre a patriotic soldiers scalp;
for sleazily placating the diabolical politician’s
palette,

Whether you pluck an inconspicuous lotus petal; or
whether you barbarously run your obnoxiously
cold-blooded vehicle over the haplessly wailing beggar
boy,

Whether you squat at a parsimoniously irascible
cockroach; or whether you ruthlessly asphyxiate the
neck of the police officer; simply in order to save
your very own existence,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
salaciously derogatory of crime; as whatever might
have been their size; shape; color; fraternity or
form; but for the Omnipotent Lord they were both
alike; as they both had exuberant life…..

Whether you dig mercurially chocolate brown mud to
erect your palaces of tawdry filth; or whether you
parasitically suck even the last iota of blood from
the poor man’s skin; to raunchily enlighten your
non-existent facial contours,

Whether you smash fugitively new born eggs with your
criminal sword; or whether you treacherously extricate
the kidneys of a helpless man; just in order to
fortify the body of your already robust pet dog,

Whether you step over an petulantly infantile ant
while pompously transgressing towards your dogmatic
office; or whether you truculently strip flesh of
staggeringly destitute woman; to invidiously warm your
every winter night,

Whether you kill the diminishingly small newborn
spider to placate the impudent itch in your bohemian
palms; or whether you viciously stab the withering old
man to death; just in order to devour every single
iota of his hard earned wealth,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
remorsefully dastardly of crime; as whatever might
have been their size; shape; color; fraternity or
form; but for the Omnipresent Lord they were both
alike; as they both had vivacious life…

Whether you insanely excoriate an obsoletely minuscule
seed to fulminate into sanctimoniously depraving
laughter; or whether you hedonistically snap the fangs
of the eclectic artist forever; so that there remained
nothing but abominable bloodshed on the trajectory of
this fathomless Universe,

Whether you hack a timid tadpole to the most
ruthlessly ribald death thereby releasing your
libidinous frustration; or whether you slit the veins
of the innocent prisoner; to maliciously corroborate
your idiosyncratic supremacy to the world outside,

Whether you ominously emaciate the newborn calf to
torturous death just to tease its sacrosanct mother;
or whether you insidiously crucify every element of
the gentle giant; in order to become the most powerful
organism on this colossal earth,

Whether you savagely roast the enchantingly
proliferating larvae to tantalize your taste buds for
morning breakfast; or whether you licentiously drill
the skull of the spell binding scientist; with
tumultuously torching embers of horrifically rusted iron,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
preposterously indescribable of crime; as whatever
might have been their size; shape; color; fraternity
or form; but for the Omniscient Lord they were both
alike; as they both had majestic life…

Whether you aim for the evanescent sparrow’s eye just
in order to diffuse criminal blackness wherever you
went; or whether you deleteriously devoured the
unsuspecting denizens neck in a single gulp; to gorily
replenish your belly for the blazing afternoon,

Whether you poked indefatigably at the harmlessly tiny
crab just to make wholeheartedly decrepit merry with
your sick mates; or whether you tyrannically tonsured
every iota of flesh from the bereaved widow’s body; to
hold a sordidly macabre exhibition of shriveled skin,

Whether you crushed an unbelievably insignificant
beetle under your fetidly marauding feet; or whether
you murdered the irrefutably truthful messiah of
humanity; so that manipulation was the only leech that
burgeoned till times immemorial,

Whether you chopped a minutely petite snail into a
billion pieces just to profusely reinvigorate the
edges of your stagnating kitchen cleaver; or whether
you lasciviously snatched air from the lungs of
immaculate school children; to baselessly immortalize
yourself in front of the Lord Almighty,

Believe it or not; in either case you commit the most
ghoulishly dilapidated of crime; as whatever might
have been their size; shape; color; fraternity or
form; but for the insuperable Lord they were both
alike; as they both had fantastic life.

20. OMNIPOTENT RAINDROP

It waded of even the most traumatically rapacious of
my tensions; with the astoundingly mellifluous cadence
in its glorious uninhibited cascade,

It majestically cleared the deleterious morass of
manipulation enshrouding my eyes; with its stupendously sparkling and uninhibitedly rhapsodic globules,

It victoriously beheaded all my bizarrely staggering
dereliction; with its perennially princely and
unrelenting shower of divine righteousness,

It profoundly enlightened every cranny of my drearily
lambasted veins; with its fabulously rhythmic and
unbelievably magnetic melody,

It perpetually replenished my lividly morose lips; with its unfathomable forest of timeless charisma; drenching each contour of my devastatingly limp persona; with cisterns of unconquerable ecstasy,

It marvellously embellished even the most
infinitesimal follicle of my despairingly beleaguered
eyelashes; with its torrentially ebullient and
enchanting downpour,

It triumphantly freed me of all my spuriously bellicose tawdriness; blissfully pacifying the innermost realms of my incarcerated soul; with its spell bindingly
united showering,

It regally silenced the very essence of dastardly fear
in my countenance; with its unflinching spirit of
unassailably euphoric adventure,

It impregnably taught me the morals of harmoniously
philanthropic existence; with its insatiably gregarious embracing of all tribes; benevolently and alike,

It wholesomely massacred even the most mercurial trace
of desperation in my blood; with its unsurpassable
festoon of everlastingly seductive scent,

It emolliently decorated even the most capricious step
that I transgressed; with its convivially vibrant
impressions of intoxicating life,

It forever ensured that I frolicked through meadows of
fantastically resplendent childhood; triggering in me
an implacable urge to sensuous discover the beauty of
this entire Universe; drowning myself in obeisant
admiration of its untainted belly,

It made me wholesomely oblivious to all gory death;
agony and satanically horrific pain; with its fountain
of unbelievably exotic iridescence,

It handsomely liberated me of my truculently barbarous
fanaticism; with its eternally indomitable rainbows of
truth and celestially burgeoning solidarity,

It gorgeously transpired the most poignantly intricate artist from within the deepest ingredients of my blood; engendering me to spawn a civilization of synergistically intriguing newness; with its droplets of bountifully exultating compassion,

It nursed me like what my sacrosanct mother used to
feed me when I was a newborn child; with its fabric of
ardently heavenly and unshakable togetherness,

It profusely inundated my life with nothing else but
love; love and rivulets of invincibly immortal love;
with its serendipitously gracious wave of priceless
humanity,

And to imagine that it did all of the above without
even a minuscule pinch to my pocket; a fugitive
penalization to my advancing stride; O! Yes; such was
the Omnipotent magic of the tantalizingly beautiful
and aristocratically opalescent raindrop.

21. AS LONG AS

It was perfectly OK; even if you were profusely
fastidious about your food; wanted to eat the most
flirtatiously rubicund morsels of tantalizing fruit
before commencing every of your delectable meal,

It was perfectly OK; even if you were overwhelmingly
squeamish about the way you dressed; insatiably
desired to embellish your nimble countenance; with the
finest fraternity of regale silk that was found on the
rustic mountain sheep,

It was perfectly OK: even if you were unfathomably
obsessive about the things you liked and abominably
disliked; at times even waking a countless night on
the incessant trot; to heavenly placate even the most
infinitesimal of your desire,

It was perfectly OK: even if you euphorically danced
without the slightest rhyme or reason at the crackle
of voluptuous midnight; even as the world perpetually
snored in immutably forlorn unison,

O! Yes it was perfectly OK even if you executed the
most wildest of your idiosyncracies; as long as you
indefatigably proliferated God’s symbiotically
burgeoning living kind; as long as you invincibly
stood with every sect of humanity; till the time you
aristocratically emanated your very last breath….

It was perfectly OK: even if you assiduously clambered
fathomless nights on the trot; just to mischievously
roll every of your luridly beleaguered senses with the
ultimate epitome of the freezing Himalayas,

It was perfectly OK; even if you uninhibitedly rolled
through marshes of uncouthly untamed wilderness; ardently scratching your frolicking flesh with every conceivable thorn that lay; disdainfully sprawled in vicinity,

It was perfectly OK; even if you unrelentingly chased
unruly dogs in fields of hay; jubilantly philandered
with chuckling hen as the Sun set in spell binding
harmony behind the mesmerizing hills,

It was perfectly OK; even if you sporadically nibbled
at chunks of obnoxiously worthless cheese like a new
born infant; although you had handsomely swept well
past the threshold of eclectic maturity; countless years ago,

O! Yes; it was perfectly OK even if you exuded into
the most skittish of your tantrums left; right and
wayward center; as long as you perennially bonded with
God’s most Omnipotent spirit of love; gloriously
saluted every religion and color alike; as the
religion of divinely mankind.

It was perfectly OK; even if you obsessively waited
for torrential drops of rain to thunderous rain to
pelt; sadly from the heart of a profanely cloudless sky,

It was perfectly OK: even if you were the first
organism on this gargantuan planet to irately
soliloquize words grotesquely upside down; paving an
esoteric pathway of your very own; which had never
ever been replicated on this Universe before,

It was perfectly OK; even if you intransigently wanted
the most ephemeral beauty of this unsurpassably
unending cosmos before your impeccable eyes all the
time; timelessly basking in the glory of nothing else
but sensuously ingratiating graciousness,

It was perfectly OK; even if you uniquely chose to
transgress through the acridly flaming thorns of
truth; while the ostentatiously conventional society
danced in the aisles of horrifically derogatory
manipulation; outside,

O! Yes; it was perfectly OK even if you drifted every
aspect of your life towards the most unimaginable of
your whims; as long as you philanthropically mitigated
all vindictively assaulted humanity from graveyards of
depravation; as long as you made eternally everlasting
righteousness the sole mantra of your nimble
existence.

It was perfectly OK; even if you ecstatically rollicked in the lap of your revered mother; every unraveling moment of the brilliantly stupendous day; and each wind of the resplendently star studded night,

It was perfectly OK: even if you immutably plucked
stoical blades of lackadaisical grass all life;
intrepidly staring at phlegmatic puffs of robustly
emerald sky to victoriously rejoice,

It was perfectly OK; even if you erred more number of
times than you took quintessentially ravishing breath;
stuttering like a nonchalant skeleton on every
exuberant step that you lamely tread,

It was perfectly OK; even if you profoundly dedicated
infinite births of yours solely to the essence of
majestic artistry; although there was not an
inconspicuous penny in there; and as your robotically
mundane mates minted mines of imperially glittering
gold; outside,

O! Yes; it was perfectly OK even if you gyrated your
uninhibited countenance solely to the tunes of your
heart; mind; conscience and no one else; as long as
you patriotically dazzle into the rainbows of a
vibrantly optimistic tomorrow; as long as you liberate
every beat of your heart to love the atmosphere of
oneness; to love the atmosphere of Omnipresent human
kind.

22. DON’T YOU DARE O! DEVIL

It was a bundle of overwhelmingly sparkling joy;
please don’t mercilessly maraud its flesh; with your
obnoxiously uncouth nails,

It was a sacrosanct leaf of freshly blossoming life;
please don’t invidiously inundate its immaculate
brain; with your horrendously truculent tales of
bizarre manipulation,

It was a fairy having just descended from the heart of
celestial sky; please don’t gruesomely maim it with
your indiscriminately cold-blooded stride,

It was the ultimate fulfilling fantasy of any two
perpetual lovers; please don’t heinously strangulate
the last iota of breath from its innocuously godly
body; with your infernos of undescribably sordid malice,

It was a quintessentially ardent constituent in God’s
chapter of timeless procreation; please don’t ghastily
blind it forever; even before it could open its
mesmerizing eyes,

It was an Omnipotent lantern illuminating countless
dwellings besieged with disparaging despair; please
don’t ruthless snap its hands; with your fangs of
vindictive hatred,

It was an unassailable harbinger of humanity; please don’t venomously poison its holistically vibrant soul; with your lecherously stinking world of politics and crime,

It was an astoundingly eclectic and unconquerable
prince; please don’t lay a battlefield of your
pugnaciously acrid thorns in whatever path that it
crawled and blissfully tread,

It was a fountain of inexorably unending happiness;
please don’t satanically thrash its ears; with your
whips of derogatorily unforgivable savagery,

It was an everlastingly smiling doll which embraced
all mankind; please don’t sinfully replace its
bountifully adorable laughter; with your ghoulish
teardrops of torturously penalizing hell,

It was the most divine fantasy of every organism
alive; please don’t hideously cripple its unblemished
originality; with your disparaging greed and
ostracizing prejudice,

It was an unparalleled jewel of the poignant eye;
please don’t salaciously rip apart its skin; with your
profusely blood stained and barbaric butcher knife,

It was a blessing from the cosmos to all fraternity of
mankind breathing and alive; please don’t trade its
innocently benign flesh; for your sinister wads of
debasing money,

It was the most impregnable Sun of tomorrow; a spell
bindingly guiding light; please don’t horrifically
confound its boundless resplendence; with your
cloudcovers of treacherously gory night,

It was an unfathomable cistern of perennial
enchantment; please don’t bawdily kick it with your
bohemian toes; always sunk way beneath the graveyards
of insane lifelessness,

It was the greatest star ever shining on marvelous
earth divine; please don’t brutally plagiarize it with
corpses of illiteracy and pernicious sodomy; instead
of gifting it with effulgent toys,

It was a horizon which had absolutely no end; please
don’t vengefully asphyxiate its chords of celestial
existence; with the disdainful abhorrence for all
surviving; ostensibly burgeoning in your eyes,

It was an immortal heartbeat pulsating with
unstoppable life; please don’t tyrannically deprive it
of all the fathomless tributaries of love; that it was
destined to assimilate every unfurling minute of its
beautiful life,

In the name of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord O! Devil;
please don’t in anyway harm the new born child; even
if your desire to kill transcends everything else on
this planet; you can readily take my life; but please
don’t harm the child; don't you dare harm the freshest
outcry of newborn life

23. THERE WAS NO PRICE ON EARTH

There was no price on earth which could ever
substitute; the untamed exhilaration which every pore
of my body experienced; while briskly philandering
through the thunderous cloudbursts of exuberant breeze,

There was no price on earth which could ever
substitute; the profound wave of enlightenment that I
felt on my skin; every day at the very first light of
miraculously rejuvenating dawn,

There was no price on earth which could ever
substitute; the irrefutable truth in the voice of the
little child; incoherently gazing towards my drearily
sagging demeanor,

There was no price on earth which could ever
substitute; the astronomically resplendent enigma that
I felt enveloped with; when I intrepidly trespassed
through the wilderness of the forests and the
gloriously spell binding waterfalls,

There was no price on earth which could ever
substitute; the unrelenting festoon of fantasies that
I dreamt all day and exotic night; the cloud of
majestically sensuous titillation that bountifully
enshrouded every ingredient of my blood,

There was no price on earth which could ever
substitute; the uninhibitedly compassionate fabric of
humanity that profusely caressed me from all sides;
the spirit of symbiotically superb camaraderie that I
felt in every aspect of my vibrant life,

There was no price on this earth that could ever
substitute; those moments when I realized I was going
to become a father; the triumphantly unending smiles
on the faces of me and my wife; alike,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the poignantly pristine freshness of the
ravishing oceans; which voraciously tickled me every
night under the gregariously milky moon,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the fathomless sensitivity in the eyes of
my beloved; the Omnipotent replenishment that I had
felt on my lips; as she kissed me till the end of veritable time,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the unprecedented urge in my body to once
again become an innocuously wandering child; regally
frolic with the feathers of the vivid peacock; until
the Sun bid the earth a final goodbye,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the unsurpassable excitement that I had
indefatigably experienced; as the nubile seductress
deluged the colors of her embellished artistry; in the
famished whites of my lugubrious eye,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the unconquerable faith that I had in the
paradise of righteousness; even as diabolically
marauding hell wholesomely blended with inconspicuous
granules of soil,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the invincible exultation engulfing my
face; when I earned the first trace of quintessential
livelihood with my very own hands,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the limitless euphoria that each element
of my visage experienced; as I nose-dived without a
parachute from the absolute summit of the beautifully
snow clad hills,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the insurmountable care showered upon me
by my godly mother right since the first cry of my
birth; and even as she underwent the most horrifically
gory whippings from the conventionally
inclement society,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the smile of perennial freshness on the
face of my newly born daughter; her insatiably innocent actions to nibble everything that came her way,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the blissfully seductive scent of the
mesmerizing rose that drifted into my torturously
starved nostrils; the stupendous vivaciousness of the
atmosphere; royally perpetuating me from all ends,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; those two words of encouragement from the
haplessly withering dame; impregnating loads of
Herculean courage in my dwindling persona; even as she
was just about to leave the planet forever and die,

There was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; the unbelievably supreme melody of the
ingratiatingly voluptuous nightingale; the Omniscient
sweetness that it instilled in my collapsing form;
every time she unfurled her beak to sing and cry,

And there was no price on earth that could ever
substitute; those instants when I fell in love at
first sight; those unassailable passions in my body
when we first united; those immortal bonds of love
that we had formed for infinite more births yet to
unveil; which were still my whole and sole mantra to
lead life.

24. 100% NATURAL

At times an inferno of poignantly towering emotions;
while at times a meadow of resplendently blissful
tranquility that stretched for times immemorial,

At times an astoundingly prolific bombardment of
restlessness; while at times a river of celestially
milky and exotically unending enchantment,

At times an untamed volcano of tantalizing
voluptuousness; while at times as beautifully heavenly
as the mystical mists on the spell bindingly
gregarious mountaintops,

At times a ferociously undulating sea of unbelievably
ecstatic exhilaration; while at times the majestically
sleeping castle of fathomless dreams,

At times an indefatigably reverberating catharsis of
the countenance; while at times the ingratiatingly
innocuous pearl floating in holistic harmony; at the
bottom of blue sea,

At times an impudently overpowering monster
transcending over the realms of pragmatic
sagaciousness; while at times the boundless fleet of
silken birds regally sweeping through the clouds,
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At times a passionately never ending fire that
Omnipotently enlightened the complexion of this dreary
planet; while at times a phlegmatically lazing tortoise; paying an absolute deaf ear to the conventionally turgid society,

At times wave of endlessly swirling and enthralling
excitement; while at times a nimble dewdrop
sensitively curled; and waiting for the very first
rays of; fantastically ephemeral dawn,

At times a blazingly marching patriotic soldier for
whom even the ghastliest of death caused no fear;
while at times at river of amiably drifting
contentment; in complete synergy with the Lord Divine,

At times a profoundly ambiguous wind incessantly
vacillating between the limitless shades of vivacious
life; while at times the rejuvenating incense sticks
of irrefutably sparkling truth,

At times an unrelenting cistern of ebullient
happiness; while at times inevitably entrenched by
obfuscated skies of disparaging sadness,

At times a perennial whirlwind of insurmountable
rhapsody; while at times a timidly retreating
butterfly sandwiched in cocoons of sordid
remorsefulness,

At times a fireball of indefatigably uxorious fantasy
which never ends; while at times an impeccably
sleeping angel wholesomely oblivious to the unfurling
of rapid time,

At times an unparalleled storm which took the entire
living race by radically dramatic surprise; while at
times a sheepish leaf wilting towards even the most
infinitesimal draught of breeze,

At times carving a way of its very own amidst
countless others engulfed with baseless rigidity;
while at times stooping like an obeisant angel in
front of the Almighty divine,

At times an eternally frolicking peacock vividly
flirting behind the hills; while at times fretting and
fuming in the aisles of treacherously betraying
morbidity,

At times an unsurpassable caravan of philanthropic
goodness; while at times lured by fabulously eloping
and nubile damsels as the bodies euphorically
titillated in the moon soaked night,

O! Yes; at times this; while at times an unfathomable
shade of that; but one thing was intransigently
undeniable; that whether I lived forever in the
paradise of heaven; or whether I forever rotted in the
gallows of hell with the word die; my heart was; is
and would always remain 100% NATURAL.

25. TURN VEGETARIAN

Turn vegetarian; let pricelessly innocuous wildlife
marvelously blossom; perpetuating an unfathomable
fountain of astounding graciousness; in the fabric of
the eternal atmosphere,

Turn vegetarian; let the wave of perennially symbiotic
bliss pervade on even the most infinitesimal cranny of
this gigantic Universe; melanging every organism into
the entrenchment of silken togetherness;
wonderfully alike,

Turn vegetarian; let man and animal have profoundly
due respect for each other; with the Almighty Creator
showering his unconquerable blessings upon this
enchantingly synergistic planet;
for centuries immemorial,

Turn vegetarian; let the exotic vivaciousness of the
spell binding forests; remain burgeoning forever and
ever and ever; with the diabolical demon reducing to
infinitesimal ash infront of the winds of;
unbelievably astronomical solidarity,

Turn vegetarian; let even the most inconspicuously
invisible of bloodshed wholesomely cease; with the
planet perpetually romancing in the cradle of
silken innocuousness,

Turn vegetarian; let invincibly triumphant fortresses
of unity crop up at every step that you tread;
unflinchingly defending you even as; every bit of hell
in sky gruesomely blended with soil,

Turn vegetarian; let mesmerizing waterfalls of freshly
born life mushroom on even the most obsolete
trajectory of this ravishingly fathomless planet; with
the mantra of existence being epitomized to the most
unprecedentedly fascinating limits,

Turn vegetarian; let unsurpassable rainshowers of
rejuvenating breath diffuse beautifully in the
dolorously morbid atmosphere; Omnipotently culminating
into the winds of celestial humanity,

Turn vegetarian; let sordidly manipulative treachery
be annihilated forever from this earth; with the waves of holistically unparalleled harmony; taking complete control,

Turn vegetarian; let ingratiatingly jubilant majesty
reign supreme in the souls of one and all handsomely
alike; with the sea of resplendent existence swirling
in boundless directions; and for infinite more births
yet to unveil,

Turn vegetarian; let the vividness of the voluptuous
oceans become more tangier than ever; with gregarious
fishes of all shapes and size; gloriously unfurling
into the colors of panoramically untamed fantasy,

Turn vegetarian; let the infernos of sparkling
happiness in your impeccable eyes; become the
scintillatingly righteous elixir of all sensuously
pulsating living kind,

Turn vegetarian; let every entity on this timelessly
gargantuan globe; be magically encapsulated in clouds
of rhythmically melodious and incomprehensibly
unending compassion,

Turn vegetarian; let the preposterously pretentious
dungeons of sanctimonious spuriousness disappear into
the mists of insipid nothingness; with the spirit of
stupendously enthralling ecstasy reigning supreme;
on even the most mercurial speck of this Universe,

Turn vegetarian; let the skies of poignant euphoria
forever tumble the droplets of endless happiness; with
no immaculate organism ever being salaciously
befriended of its Omnisciently sacrosanct mother,

Turn vegetarian; let even the most parsimonious trace
of sinister crime refrain in its very obnoxiously
sullen roots; with the essence of everlasting
brotherhood exhilaratingly overwhelming; every quarter
of this mystical earth,

Turn vegetarian; let the ardor of innocent belonging;
eventually blossom into an unbreakably passionate
bonding; which triggered the fires of ubiquitous
ebullience even in the most cold-bloodedly torturous
and heartless night,

Turn vegetarian; let no humble be maliciously deprived
of its divinely pristinity; with every being on this
earth irrespective of caste; creed; color or racially
discriminating tribe; heavenly uniting into the river
of mankind,

And turn vegetarian; let life on Almighty God’s
eclectic earth proliferate for countless more births
yet to unfurl; with man and wildlife fabulously
surging forward shoulder to shoulder; with all
happiness of this world immortally and unassailably;
assimilating in their victorious stride.

26. PERPETUAL WERE THE MOMENTS

Golden were the moments; when I gallivanted through
the rain soaked hills; with the boisterous chirping of
the sparrows being my everlastingly exhilarating rhyme,

Golden were the moments; when I swam uninhibitedly in
the marvelously undulating sea; with an unfathomable
cascade of tangy froth; insurmountably tantalizing
each of my monotonously dreary senses,

Golden were the moments; when I unrelentingly
whispered with the enigmatically rustling trees;
profusely blending even the most infinitesimal of my
senses with the winds of inimitably ebullient ecstasy,

Golden were the moments; when I poignantly danced with
the resplendent peacocks; euphorically relishing every
bit of majestically crimson cloud; in the fathomless
firmament of blue sky,

Golden were the moments; when I indefatigably floated
in the aisles of unsurpassable fantasy; tirelessly
conceiving the exuberantly unending beauty of this
bountifully boundless earth,

Golden were the moments; when I was an immaculate
child; wholesomely bereft of even the most
inconspicuous vagaries of existence; blissfully
bouncing in the lap of my divinely sacrosanct mother,

Golden were the moments; when I had first stepped into
the dormitories of school; ingratiatingly relishing
the camaraderie of my mates; erupting into compassionate whirlpools of laughter at even the tiniest of provocation,

Golden were the moments; when I felt the blazingly
beautiful rays of the morning Sun; Omnisciently
healing even the most inexplicable trace of disease;
invidiously enshrouding my nimble countenance,

Golden were the moments; when I relentlessly rolled on
gregariously fresh grass; sensuously inhaling the
tantalizing aroma of glistening dewdrops; as the Moon
glimmered to its most profound radiance in the cosmos,

Golden were the moments; when I suckled honey from the
melodiously brimming hives; embellishing my
impoverished visage with the astronomically
aristocratic sweetness of the Mother Nature,

Golden were the moments; when I clambered like an
untamed chimpanzee upon the mystically philandering
hills; drifted in surreal unison with the romantically
gorgeous clouds; for centuries unprecedented,

Golden were the moments; when I smelt the unbelievably
effulgent lotus; profusely drowning my mind; body and
wavering soul; into an unsurpassable ocean of
chivalrously fabulous scent,

Golden were the moments; when I played with the
rollicking crabs on the pristine seashores; with the
majestic froth of the titillating sea handsomely
tingling each of my haplessly staggering breath,

Golden were the moments; when I innocuously flirted
with ravishingly nubile maidens in the realms of
ardent desire; igniting fires of unconquerable
passion; even in the heart of the morbidly insipid night,

Golden were the moments; when I earnestly prayed to
the Almighty Lord; philanthropically serving all
fraternities of harmoniously holistic living kind,

Golden were the moments; when I reminisced my past
with my eternal parents; irrefutably saluting all
insurmountably endless perseverance that they had
displayed to bring me up; every instant of their hard-fought life,

Golden were the moments; when I unfurled into a meadow
of fascinatingly limitless artistry; vivaciously
painting the infinite shades of existence; on the
barren canvas of my devastatingly wandering life,

Golden were the moments; when I gallivanted barefoot
under the enchantingly streaming moonlight;
beautifully submerging my entire persona in impeccable
cisterns of emollient milk,

Golden were the moments; when I regally expunged my
every breath; was triumphantly endowed by a chance
from the Almighty Lord; to celestially diffuse into
fabulously voluptuous and vibrant shades of eclectic life,

Golden were the moments; when I divinely penned down
gorgeously symbiotic poetry; profusely reveling the
countless shades of charismatic enchantment; that were
a stupendous gift from the Lord Almighty,

Golden were the moments; when I thoroughly enthralled
even the most intricate of my senses; intensely
listening to the enigmatically astounding
reverberations of the; thunderously echoing valley,

Golden were the moments; when I amiably communicated
with different tribes; caste and creed; feeling the
niceness of wonderfully royal humanity; heavenly
perpetuate every shade of my dwindling survival,

Golden were the moments; when I traced the piquant
outlines of my palms; resplendently endeavoring to
decipher the eluding trajectories of spell binding destiny,

Golden were the moments; when I timelessly lay at the
feet of my revered mother; incorrigibly following her
paths of unshakable righteousness; on every sphere of
the earth that she humbly tread,

Golden were the moments; when I feasted my penuriously
blinded eyes; on the magically proliferating winds of
glorious nature; witnessed in awe-struck splendor; as
innocent fledglings hatched in mesmerizing tandem from
their crystalline eggs,

Golden were the moments; when I patriotically marched
forward to unflinchingly lead life; resolutely pledged
to unite all mankind one and alike; even as the most
treacherously ghastly impediments tried to brutally
thwart me on my way,

But perpetual were the moments; when I fell in love;
immortally bonding every ingredient of my blood with
her godly life; as she led me like a priceless prince
through the corridors of magnificent newness; through
the fortresses of a friendship which would continue
taking birth; even after the entire earth had come to
a gruesomely stuttering end.

27. GROW MORE TREES

Grow more trees; profoundly disseminate the essence of
symbiotically majestic existence; to even the most remotely fathomless quarters of this gigantic Universe,

Grow more trees; marvelously diffuse the shades of
resplendent tranquility; to all those souls mercilessly bereaved in the corpses of truculently bizarre manipulation,

Grow more trees; astoundingly spawn a civilization of
gloriously rejuvenating freshness; on every remorsefully treacherous graveyard of abhorrent prejudice,

Grow more trees; irretrievably feel like the most
blessed organism alive; although your pockets didn’t
have even the most inconspicuous of currency coin,

Grow more trees; handsomely evict yourself from the
sanctimonious cigar smoke and wine; letting the pious
energy in your soul; gush out like streaks of
torrential lightening in the Kingly sky,

Grow more trees; become the most benign harbinger of
all mankind; astonishingly transmitting God’s message
of immaculate peace; via the entrenchment of fruitful serenity,

Grow more trees; bountifully embrace the winds of
mesmerizing peace and evergreen happiness; for infinite more births of your yet to unveil,

Grow more trees; Omnisciently metamorphose the
unfathomable ocean of heinously malicious
adulteration; into the sky of beautifully enthralling harmony,

Grow more trees; ubiquitously propagate the essence of
triumphant equality; amongst immortals and
monotonously wandering mortals; handsomely alike,

Grow more trees; let the philanthropic river of
melody; be the only divine virtue; that flowed
everlastingly on this fathomlessly eclectic planet,

Grow more trees; ingeniously innovate more ardently
than ever before; with the exhilaratingly ebullient
breeze; taking wholesome control of your disastrously
dwindling mind; body and soul,

Grow more trees; stringently prevent the rot of
disdainfully fretful disease; uninhibitedly allowing
the balm of ingratiatingly sacrosanct mother nature;
to heal even the most inexplicably gory of your wounds,

Grow more trees; divert the corpses of victimizing
hatred towards the coffins of egregious oblivion; with
immortal love taking complete control of your nimble life,

Grow more trees; boundlessly sparkle like the pearl of
unfettered victory; to coin the milestones flamboyantly scintillating success; transcending beyond the realms of fulfilling paradise,

Grow more trees; unrelentingly watch a valley of
pristine togetherness unleash; in every conceivable
direction that you dared to tread,

Grow more trees; feel stupendously closer to your
trail of fascinatingly aboriginal rudiments; amiably
blending with the feathers of silken goodness,

Grow more trees; intransigently gain more inspiration
to coalesce with those haplessly staggering;
endeavoring your best to wholeheartedly accept all
living kind; jubilantly alike,

Grow more trees; let the indiscriminate stab holes of
lecherous traitors; be washed forever with the
endlessly forgiving fountain of mother nature,

Grow more trees; timelessly transform all traces of
maniacally obsessive behavior; into an unsurpassable
sea of heavenly sensuousness,

Grow more trees; let the entrenchment of unparalleled
seduction; creep into your murderously plotting soul; every unfurling minute of the Sunlit day and burgeon more prolifically in the complexion of the wonderfully star-studded night,

Grow more trees; magnificently dance to the tunes of
holistic survival; with the profoundly fabulous spread
of the peacocks feathers; tickling your insane senses
as water tumbled down from crimson sky,

Grow more trees; blissfully enshroud yourself with the
mantra of unconquerable humanity; insurmountably
tantalizing every ingredient of your brutally famished
blood; with a gorge of panoramically unbelievable ecstasy,

Grow more trees; Omnipresently substitute the
torturously tyrannical lechery of blistering sands;
with overwhelmingly conjuring meadows of parrot green,

Grow more trees; bid a permanent goodbye to
derogatorily penalizing smoke; kicking its threadbare
visage away with strokes of vibrantly ravishing compassion,

Grow more trees; exotically attract untamed
cloudbursts of poignantly thunderous rain; regally
sweeping boundless landscapes of sleazy grime; with
the most priceless blessings of the Almighty Lord,

Grow more trees; insatiably mesmerize even the most
obfuscatedly alien and blood stained entities; with
the aristocratic drapery of incomprehensibly unlimited fantasy,

Grow more trees; gorgeously erupt into thundershowers
of ardently blazing desire; with the vividly Oligarchic rustling of the leaves splendidly transiting you into impregnable sleep at the onset of night,

Grow more trees; let the beautifully philandering
artist in you fulminate out to the most unprecedented
limits; celestially deluging every gruesomely barren
cranny of this earth; with royal graciousness,

Grow more trees; let the fruits of divinely
fructifying nature be your never ending companion;
melanging with your benign spirit till the absolute
end of your time,

Grow more trees; be perennially seated on thrones of innocuously embellishing prosperity; with the unparalleled majesty of the intoxicating atmosphere forming bonds of unassailable camaraderie with your impeccable conscience,

Grow more trees; inhale unending mountains of
gregariously fresh breath; into the jacket of your
abominably pulverized and salaciously deteriorating lungs,

Grow more trees; waft the scent of holistically
undefeatable mankind; to every entity satanically
entangled in the ghastly deadlock of macabre war,

Grow more trees; tirelessly reminisce the moments of
your immaculately intrepid childhood; with the
boisterous chattering of the profusely rain soaked
sparrows; euphorically putting all your traumatizing
sorrow to a perpetual rest,

Grow more trees; wonderfully interact with
Omnipotently endowing nature at close quarters; sowing
the seeds of irrefutably sparkling truth; on every
stony lane besieged with forlorn lies,

Grow more trees; let the waves of synergistically
united existence; replace all vindictive apprehensions
of caste; creed; religion and spurious tribe,

Grow more trees; fabulously encapsulate the whites of
your pathetically dwindling eye; with the unfathomably
vivacious elixir of charismatically blessing life,

Grow more trees; poignantly invite the heavenly
festoon of scarlet clouds; even in the most
acrimoniously unsparing of afternoon sunlight,

Grow more trees; relentlessly rejoicing in the most
versatile creation of the Almighty Creator; beautifully replenishing each element of your waveringly fatigued demeanor; with the unshakably sacred colors of life,

Grow more trees; enticingly let the indomitable
whirlpools of passionate desire; magically swell in
every horrifically depleted region; of your
barbarically betraying body,

Grow more trees; witness God’s most revered process of
procreation; symbiotically evolve as each day unveiled
into the romantically iridescent night,

Grow more trees; forever acclimatize with the tunes of
blossoming laughter; wholesomely repelling even the
most infidel trace of negativity in your persona; to
the firmament of hell from where it had originally arisen,

Grow more trees; let the chapter of godly existence
continue forever and ever and ever; and this time with
the Omniscient mantra of LIVE AND LET LIVE;
irrefutably culminating from your splendidly
purposeful and patriotically dedicated stride.

28. SKY OF PIOUS PEACE

The waves emanating from it were astronomically spell
binding; tranquilly pacifying even the most
diabolically traumatized; with the spirit of
Omnipotent humanity,

The colors diffusing from it were vivaciously
resplendent; gregariously embellishing even the most
brutally impoverished of entities; with the magic of
eternally compassionate timelessness,

The tunes wafting from it were enchantingly
mesmerizing; blissfully placating even the most
inexplicable of miseries of truculently bereaved human kind,

The rays wafting from it were Omnipotently uniting;
celestially melanging all religion and tribe; into the
invincible fortress of pricelessly symbiotic sharing,

The winds disseminating from it were bountifully
benevolent; philanthropically endowing the sacred
essence of existence to every dwelling; that they
triumphantly gushed into,

The droplets cascading from it were Omnisciently
healing; regally soothing even the most tyrannically
macabre of pain; with townships of enthrallingly
beautiful symmetry,

The reflections exuding from it were majestically
ubiquitous; in which every organism alive; could
innocuously perceive the essence of its harmoniously
synergistic survival,

The mists floating from it were triumphantly
tantalizing; marvelously engendering a cradle of
silken paradise; even in the hearts of the most
salaciously monotonous and devilish murderers,

The leaves whistling from it were aristocratically
gregarious; royally bringing even the most
fathomlessly distant and prejudiced quarters of the
earth; to collectively replenish themselves with the
fruits of heavenly fructifying nature,

The shadows flowing from it were immaculately ingratiating; irrefutably cleansing the heinously despicable soul with the rhythm of unconquerable righteousness,

The beats pulsating from it were perpetually vibrant;
handsomely revolving the threads of the entire
civilization; with levers of magnetically sparkling
and unparalleled truth,

The rivers tumbling from it were perennially rhapsodic; transcending past the spuriously parsimonious entrenchments of abhorrent manipulation; to spawn a valley of unsurpassably impregnable sensuousness,

The melody gallivanting from it was magnificently
iridescent; victoriously towering over even the most
insipidly mercurial iota of gruesome badness; with its
profoundly unassailable sweetness,

The empathy fulminating from it was stupendously
unshakable; forming bonds of ubiquitously serene
companionship; between the disastrously penurious and
powerhouses of ostentatious wealth; alike,

The charisma unveiling from it was incomprehensibly
fantastic; casting its spell of exhilaratingly
ebullient fantasy; upon all those with an immaculately
affable heart,

The numerals pouring from it were spotlessly
undefeatable; irrevocably portraying the flag of
blazing victory; at even the most minuscule turn that
the earth took and enchantingly radiated into,

The breath dispersing from it was undeterrably
unflinching; instilling boundless caverns of life and
luck into the lives of even those; morbidly
disintegrated and countless feet beneath their graves,

The love circulating from it was immortally
inimitable; Omnipresently deluging the life of every
deplorably devastated entity; with universally
sparkling and poignant togetherness,

It needed no pretentions; caste; creed; wealth or
power to purchase; it needed no specific township to
occupy; as it was ready to divinely assimilate into
every heart harmoniously willing to accept it; be the
timeless jewel of every immaculate eye; such was the
everlastingly princely SKY OF PIOUS PEACE.

29. NO SMOKING

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

30. LOVE WAS IN THE AIR

Every rose in the bountiful gardens profoundly bloomed
with it; blissfully assimilating its enchanting
goodness in each of its vivaciously redolent petals,

Every beam of the miraculously Omnipotent Sun
profusely blazed with it; triumphantly pronouncing its
unflinchingly spell binding impression upon the
colossal Universe,

Every droplet of the ravishingly mesmerizing waterfall
marvelously glimmered with it; casting an irrefutably
unconquerable spell of divine exoticism upon each
organism alive,

Every leaf of the mystically corrugated tree
exuberantly swirled with it; ebulliently leaping
towards celestial paradise; in the swirl of its
compassionately poignant caress,

Every seductively tantalizing nightingale timelessly
sung it; gorgeously portraying its astoundingly
unfathomable charisma; to the entire beleaguered
planet outside,

Every enamoring rainbow in the fathomless cosmos
danced euphorically to its tunes; culminating into an
incredulously amazing kaleidoscope of panoramic
beauty; and rejuvenating color,

Every blade of harmoniously nimble grass ecstatically
swayed to it; innocuously fulminating its sensuous
cascade of golden dewdrops; as vibrant dawn overtook
the complexion of the ghastly night,

Every ingratiatingly silken web insurmountably dazzled
with it; divinely dissipating its unassailably
Omnipotent glow; to all those miserably dithering
towards the aisles of treacherous nothingness,

Every exotically crimson cloud torrentially showered
it; engulfing bizarrely barren landscapes of malicious
prejudice; with incomprehensibly unending spurts of
holistic symbiosis,

Every amiably philandering meadow gregariously
harbored it; harnessing the tree of invincible
humanity; with its perennial tributaries of
uninhibited freedom,

Every wonderfully soaring bird affably encapsulated
it; flooding each element of the dolorously sultry
atmosphere around; with waves of unbelievably
Omniscient charisma,

Every mystically chanting cuckoo majestically
whispered it; ubiquitously disseminating its
relentless glory; to the most obscurely ethereal
regions of this limitless planet,

Every voluptuously scented root proudly possessed it;
unequivocally depicting to one and all alike; that it
was the most quintessential rudiment of every organism
to survive,

Every boisterously bubbling bee made it the honey of
its hive; ecumenically oozing its entrenchment of
perpetual sweetness; overtoppling the hideous devil
with its melody of; everlasting togetherness,

Every serenely pacifying dusk pricelessly encompassed
it; entirely metamorphosing every heinously barbaric
into an apostle of peace; with its impregnable
chapters of eternal contentment,

Every rhapsodically drifting wind intransigently
embraced it; basking in the unprecedented aura of its
timeless sensuousness; for centuries immemorial,

Every holistically truthful soul indefatigably lived
it; naturally letting its immaculately godly elements;
take wholesomely gratifying control for infinite more
births yet to unveil,

Every resplendently jubilant breath stupendously
relished it; insatiably suckling unsurpassable
fireballs of inspiration from its Omnipresent grace;
to forever emerge a philanthropic winner in the
chapter of vivid existence,

O! Yes love was profusely there in the air; Love was
profusely there in every synergistically beautiful
element of this gigantic earth; Love was profusely
there in every human poignantly existing,

And more exclusively than anything; Love had taken an
immortal bondage of their hearts tonight; with their
innocent spirits amalgamating as a singleton idol of
unconquerable timelessness; under the milky downpour
of the sacrosanct Moon.

31. THE CHAPTER OF VIBRANT LIFE

At times a river of sensuously everlasting happiness;
while at times an inexplicable thorn stabbing you with
pints of traumatized anguish,

At times a mesmerizing cloud of blossoming prosperity;
while at times an incorrigible impediment engendering
you to preposterously stagger towards the aisles of
hopelessness,

At times a fountain of unbelievable resplendence;
while at times testing you against the most
horrendously ominous storms; which unrelentingly
seemed to have not the slightest of respite,

At times a euphorically surging bird flapping in the
realms of ebullient jubilation; while at times
inevitably making you trip towards the dungeons of
frantically bizarre desperation,

At times a melodiously enchanting song placating even
the most murderously diabolical of your nerves; while
at times asphyxiating your visage; with precarious
testaments of painstaking perseverance,

At times an ultimate harbinger of celestial peace;
while at times marauding your brain with a boundless
mountain of; compulsively crippling thoughts and prejudice,

At times a waterfall of voluptuously seductive glory
titillating you till times beyond eternity; while at
times an ominous maelstrom of intractable difficulty;
penalizing you from every ostensible side,
At times a thunderbolt of ingenious innovation; while
at times a disastrously insane wastrel; infiltrating
you with daggerheads of insipidly debilitating
nothingness,

At times a garden of stupendously enthralling
vivaciousness; while at times an unsparingly acrid
blade that menacingly greeted you; at every step that
you transgressed,

At times a gorgeously enthralling paradise of
bestowing scent; while at times an assiduously testing
examination of the severest of odds; making you wither
into a penurious shadow of disdainful remorse and neglect,

At times an ecstatic whirlpool of rejuvenating
freshness entirely metamorphosing the complexion of
your abominably bedraggled life; while at times a
corpse of baseless tensions; depriving you of even the
most infinitesimal wink of sleep,

At times an irrefutably triumphant medallion of
blazing victory; while at times insidiously lambasting
you with swords of monotonously mundane commercialism
and abhorrent malice,

At times the most candidly blissful reflection of your
impeccable soul; while at times tumultuously besieging
your entire countenance; with heinously incarcerating
beads of impeding sweat,

At times the tantalizingly exotic carpet of the
gregariously twinkling night; while at times a
vociferously crumbling sea of disparaging despair;
viciously hurtling you from your most unequivocally
consolidated place in pragmatic existence,

At times a mountain of unconquerably Herculean
strength safeguarding you against the most
treacherously salacious evil; while at times an
inscrutable cistern of black magic; invidiously
transforming your every wish into a mirage of meaninglessness,

At times an unassailable inferno of divine
righteousness transcending you above the most
immaculate angels in fathomless sky; while at times a
savagely tyrannical panther; instilling in you an
insatiably unending flame of lecherous greed,

At times the most priceless elixir to ebulliently
bounce in every instant of rhapsodic survival; while
at times vengefully slapping you with whirlwinds of
defeat; staring with uncouth barbarism in your
innocent eyes,

At times a resplendently robust fruit culminating into
rays of revitalizingly Omnipotent hope; while at times
more slippery than the surreptitiously perilous eel;
triggering you to plummet headon on a snake of
slithering nonchalance,

And at times an immortal bonding of existence
bountifully coalescing you with all those whom you
pricelessly loved; while at times more sardonically
bitter than venom could ever have tasted; such was the
vacillating chapter of vibrant life.

32. LOVE IS LIVING

Sunrays are fascinatingly blazing,
Lotus’s are blissfully blooming,
Skies are torrentially pelting,
Beauty is redolently everlasting,
Frogs are majestically croaking,
Eagles are ingratiatingly soaring,
Grasshoppers are rambunctiously chattering,
Rainbows are vivaciously scintillating,
Eyelids are flirtatiously winking,
Waterfalls are marvelously rejuvenating,
War’s are abhorrently stinking,
Gorges are unfathomably mystifying,
Trees are rhapsodically frolicking,
Clocks are meticulously ticking,
Nightingales are melodiously singing,
Crocodiles are ominously menacing,
Whispers are seductively tantalizing,
Dolphins are ecstatically leaping,
Clouds are voluptuously fascinating,
Rainshowers are gloriously titillating,
Fairies are impeccably mesmerizing,
Devils are viciously devastating,
Harbingers are fragrantly blossoming,
Oceans are gorgeously undulating,
Eyeballs are indefatigably revolving,
Bloodstreams are poignantly bestowing,
Beasts are satanically marauding,
Earlobes are resplendently dangling,
Deserts are unsurpassably sweltering,
Maelstroms are tirelessly hurling,
Dungeons are hideously depraving,
Nights are sensuously tingling,
Fortresses are compassionately sequestering,
Castles are grandiloquently reinvigorating,
God’s are perennially blessing,
Fountains are vividly sparkling,
Prisons are diabolically traumatizing,
Hell is treacherously penalizing,
Soldiers are patriotically fighting,
Criminals are murderously vandalizing,
Valleys are panoramically enticing,
Dreams are resplendently ingratiating,
Philanthropists are impeccably shimmering,
Nights are voluptuously revitalizing,
Humanity is perpetually uniting,
Cowards are incessantly whining,
Palaces are grandiloquently glistening,
Solidarity is perennially amalgamating,
Scent is timelessly sprouting,
Bees are boisterously buzzing,
Owls are enigmatically quizzing,
Traitors are unrelentingly dithering,
Icicles are frigidly frosting,
Grassblades are supremely enamoring,
Scientists are invariably pondering,
Corpses are salaciously decaying,
Truth is forever celebrating,
Dinosaurs are mercilessly stampeding,
Bells are divinely tinkling,
Cows are holistically milking,
Sheep are innocuously grazing,
Manipulation is satanically abhorring,
Wines are sensuously intoxicating,
Stars are vividly radiating,
Fanatics are insanely iterating,
Clowns are inherently laughing,
Spiders are bountifully weaving,
Bats are vindictively sucking,
Nature is symbiotically entertaining,
Dictators are insidiously domineering,
Angels are miraculously healing,
Sweat is fabulously persevering,
Corruption is deliriously maiming,
Petals are intricately sensing,
Roots are unassailably defending,
Reality is candidly believing,
Lions are euphorically roaring,
Prejudiced are discordantly whimpering,
Robots are miserably asphyxiating,
Charisma is inevitably attracting,
Benevolence is ever-pervadingly scintillating,
Lies is disgustingly rotting,
Peacocks are marvelously dancing,
Squirrels are immaculately munching,
Leopards are indiscriminately crunching,
Politicians are shrewdly pulverizing,
Tycoons are monotonously demoralizing,
Cottonbuds are pristinely sheltering,
Matchsticks are capriciously flaming,
Infidel are pathetically caning,
Eyelids are indefatigably raving,
Conscience is endlessly assimilating,
Mountains are gloriously towering,
Footprints are explicitly unraveling,
Shadows are fascinatingly appealing,
Ancestors are regally soliloquizing,
Tornado’s are gustily blowing,
Fans are ebulliently circulating,
Breath is astoundingly evolving,
And love is Omnisciently living.

33. THE SOLE REFLECTION OF MY SOUL

How could I ever get bored even an infinitesimally
insipid iota ?
When I had the perpetually golden rays of the
blistering midday Sun; filter a path of
scintillatingly righteous courage; through every
cranny of my disastrously impoverished demeanor.

How could I ever get bored even an inconspicuously
non-existent trifle ?
When I had the gregariously cascading waterfalls of
enlightening froth tickle me profusely from all sides;
trigger in me an insatiably euphoric yearning; to
gallop ecstatically forward; through the fields of
mesmerizing life.

How could I ever get bored even a comically minuscule
whisker ?
When I had the voluptuously rustling breeze profoundly
caress each of manipulatively besieged senses;
uninhibitedly freeing me to dance timelessly; till the
boundaries of enchanting eternity.

How could I ever get bored even a diminutively frigid
fraction ?
When I had the melodiously ebullient nightingale
singing right on my shoulder; profusely infiltrating
resplendent rays of hope; into my vindictively cold
blooded existence.

How could I ever get bored even a capriciously tiny
speck ?
When I had the divinely blooming flowers spinning a
web of majestically astounding artistry all across my
gruesomely bereaved senses; tirelessly drifting me
towards an unfathomable ocean of blissful scent.

How could I ever get bored even a parsimoniously
mercurial bit ?
When I had the unfathomable caravan of boisterously
buzzing bees incessantly enshrouding my lifelessly
stoical facial contours; inundate my mockingly dreary
survival with unprecedented enthrallment and tingling
sweetness.

How could I ever get bored even a lackadaisically
lackluster inch ?
When I had the fascinatingly ingratiating Moon shimmer
gorgeously on my despondently disheveled flesh;
seductively caress me with unsurpassable fireballs of
magnificently silken delight.

How could I ever get bored even a languidly
inarticulate centimeter ?
When I had tantalizingly green meadows nestled with
exotic dew drops to rampantly roll in; expunge each
horrendously frustrated ingredient from my despairing
blood; to handsomely blend with the stupendously
reinvigorating soil.

How could I ever get bored even a ghoulishly
asphyxiated bit ?
When I had intransigently aristocratic carpets of
breath embracing my savagely extinguishing nostrils;
irrefutably propelling me each instant to
unflinchingly disseminate the patriotic river of
truth; in every corner of this gigantic earth.

And how could I ever get bored even a trivially
transient second ?
When I had your immortally unassailable love
perennially romancing with my nervously fluttering
heartbeats; when I had your marvelously humanitarian
shadow; which had unconquerably become the sole
reflection of my soul.

34. A CARPET OF LIFE

I wore a brilliantly orange cloak of vibrant oranges;
when I felt I was ardently surging forward; towards
the fireballs of untamed exuberance,

I wore a sedately tranquil apron of celestial
dewdrops; when I felt a wave of overwhelming
contentment wholesomely enshrouding; every iota of my
profusely fatigued countenance,

I wore a seductive cistern of rustling tree leaves;
when I felt the bountifully enchanting winds of the
astoundingly tantalizing night; tickle me like a new
born child,

I wore a mystically fragrant garland of robust roses;
when I felt every step of my impoverished existence;
unfurling into an unfathomably priceless ocean of
virile dreams,

I wore a thunderously poignant tiger skin; when I felt
the insatiable inferno of surreptitious carnal desire;
transcend its ebullient spell over each of my;
devastatingly beleaguered senses,

I wore a titillating cloud of enamoring velvet; when I
felt the skies of profoundly enigmatic mysticism;
unrelentingly bequeathing upon me; the spell binding
rain drops of perennial yearning,

I wore a statue of profusely intrepid earth; when I
felt the unflinchingly impregnable mountain of blazing
patriotism; scintillating unleash from every pore of
my nimble visage,

I wore a piquant shawl of tumultuously fiery chili;
when I felt irascibly provoked by the uncouthly savage
and acrimoniously conventional society; when the
spirit of retribution was all that diffused from my
diminutive soul,

I wore a gorgeous sheet of emphatically whistling
bells; when I felt jubilantly philandering through the
aisles of fascinating romance; euphorically
hoodwinking the majestic Sun; before it kissed the
horizons goodbye,

I wore a sparkling scarf of innocuously radiating
pearls; when I felt as if the entire grandiloquence on
this Universe; had divinely blended with each droplet
of my effusively scarlet blood,

I wore a dilapidated curtain of threadbare cotton;
when I felt invidiously stabbed for centuries
immemorial; by dolorously depressing coffins of;
bizarre loneliness,

I wore a incredulously slim handkerchief of moisture;
when I felt the blistering heat of the treacherously
sweltering Sun; disdainfully scorch my demeanor to;
gruesomely livid ash,

I wore a compassionately warm mattress of sheepskin;
when I felt particles of forlorn remorsefulness
infiltrate deep down into my soul; when the avalanches
of freezing winter unsparingly endeavored their best;
to asphyxiate the last breath out of my lungs,

I wore boundless helmets of formidable solidarity;
when the sky surrounding me rained down globules of
penalizing hell; ruthlessly lambasting my body with
whirlwinds of maliciously disparaging discontent,

I wore colossal jackets of ravishing watermelon skin;
when I felt my mind was going insanely berserk; when I
felt that I needed to melodiously placate that extra
iota of my; vindictive steam,

I wore a robotic map of pragmatic commercialism; when
I felt that I was drifting a trifle too much; towards
the world of surreally meaningless and lackadaisical
nothingness,

I wore an irrefutably unassailable fortress of truth;
when I felt that I was blissfully transiting into
impeccable childhood; seeking the most mesmerizing of
solace in life; in the feet of my divinely mother,

I wore a stupendously grandiloquent entrenchment of
breath; when I felt that I was deliberating dwindling
towards my morbidly insidious corpse; when I felt as
if I had abnegated all charm to exist,

And I wore an immortal carpet of unconquerable life;
when I felt I was falling in sacred love; perpetually
entwining every element of my persona with my heavenly
beloved; forever and ever and ever.

35. 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

36. DIFFUSING

Diffusing into froth; was the marvelously swirling
ocean; glistening royally under flamboyant rays of the
dynamic Sun,

Diffusing into triumph; was the astronomical summit of
the towering mountain; majestically kissing the satiny
conglomerate of mystical clouds,

Diffusing into melody; was the unfathomably enigmatic
and boisterously chirping nightingale,

Diffusing into rejuvenation; was the unsurpassable
battalion of ravishing tea leaves; enveloping your
every morning with an enthralling smile,

Diffusing into diabolism; was the horrendously
conquering Dinosaur; pulverizing countless innocent in
its ominously hideous swirl,

Diffusing into resplendence; was the magnificently
shimmering rainbow; culminating into a bountiful
spectrum of astounding color and charm,

Diffusing into mischief; was the flirtatiously
philandering chimpanzee; gallivanting romantically
through an ebullient network of branches and
stupendous foliage,

Diffusing into fragrance; was the gorgeously crimson
rose; voluptuously scintillating under the seductive
blanket of euphoric dewdrops,

Diffusing into boisterousness; was the delectably
buzzing humming bee; evolving tons of incredulously
glowing honey; by the rapidly unfurling minute,

Diffusing into enchantment; was the tantalizingly
sprouting meadow; blooming with rambunctious
grasshoppers as rain pelted tumultuously from colossal sky,

Diffusing into breeze; were the exuberantly bustling
leaves; mystically rustling as marvelous moonshine;
took a wholesome stranglehold of daylight,

Diffusing into magnificence; was the immaculately
shimmering pearl; bouncing in rhapsodic delight; as it
popped out from the body of slimy oyster,

Diffusing into lechery; was the coldblooded criminal;
nefariously sucking happiness from the society; to
inundate his pockets with spuriously glittering gold
and silver,

Diffusing into perspiration; was the overwhelmingly
exhausted body; staggering towards its destination
under the insurmountably blazing Sun,

Diffusing into intrigue; was the unsurpassably
enigmatic mind; delving into stupendously fantastic
territories of the unknown; where no power on earth
could dare to tread,

Diffusing into juice; was the succulently alluring
fruit; unbelievably pacifying the pangs of agonizing
gluttony in your tender stomach,

Diffusing into tingling; was the harmoniously clanging
bell; deluging the atmosphere with beats of
fascinating enchantment,

Diffusing into comfort; was the opulently luxurious
mattress of impeccable silk; transforming you into a
celestial fantasy; which lasted till times beyond eternity,

Diffusing into charisma; was the voluptuously floating
fairy; profusely drowning into a land of unprecedented
glory and excitement,

Diffusing into dust; was the boundlessly sweltering
desert; acrimoniously scorching and fretting; under
murderous fireballs of gigantic heat,

Diffusing into pandemonium; was the horrendously
amalgamated mob; disgustingly trying to pervade
through the blanket of peace and divinely bliss,

Diffusing into timelessness; was the perpetual essence
of sharing; ubiquitously disseminating the religion of
sacrosanct brotherhood through all quarters of this
incomprehensible planet,

Diffusing into deceit; was the perilously titillating
mirage; fatiguing you to a point beyond death; as you
relentlessly chased its furtively ravishing persona,

Diffusing into articulation; was the rhetorically
escalating voice; explicitly divulging the most
inherent desires of the righteous conscience,

Diffusing into blood; were the fathomless network of
veins; spraying a fountain of crimson liquid; when
traumatically infiltrated by the ghastly thorn,

Diffusing into saliva; was the perennially chattering
rosy tongue; culminating into ecstatic joy; at
witnessing the appetizing meals of its choice,

Diffusing into insanity; was the uncouthly tyrannized
madman; loitering aimlessly on the impoverished
streets; being ruthlessly kicked at all quarters of
the treacherous society,

Diffusing into animosity; was the invidiously
sprawling cactus; hideously piercing through innocuous
flesh; as they tried to get too friendly for its own comfort,

Diffusing into innocence; was the newly born infant;
incarcerating even the most remotely alien of
personalities; in the aura of its untainted childhood,

Diffusing into patriotism; was the handsomely
belligerent soldier; unflinchingly marching forward
for saving his motherland; with the fire of freedom
blazing intrepidly in his eyes,

Diffusing into tenderness; were the placidly setting
contours of the gregariously scarlet Sun,

Diffusing into speed; was the thunderously circulating
maelstrom; exuberantly gushing past the aisles of
gloomy malice,

Diffusing into divinity; was the sacrosanct lap of
your mother; encompassing a compassion; which no
spurious price on this earth could ever purchase,

Diffusing into squeaks; was the tawny eyed cat;
mischievously waiting for its chance; to salvage its
paws on the impeccable island of cheese,

Diffusing into poignant glory; was the seductively
enthralling candle flame; perpetuating rays of desire;
through the complexion of the gory night,

Diffusing into smoke; was the colossal chunk of coal;
culminating into streaks of uncontrollable vibrancy;
as the midday heat took its toll over all land,

Diffusing into bliss; was the ethereally transient
horizon; imparting celestial reprieve from the
ferociously tormenting agony of the traumatic day,

Diffusing into cacophony; was the irascibly croaking
frog; for whom there lay dwindling despair; outside
the periphery of its splendidly royal well,

Diffusing into heart-felt catharsis; was the
effeminately intricate poet; indefatigably envisaging
beyond the land the monotonous; dreaming in the walls
of immortal heaven,

Diffusing into wisdom; was the sagaciously learned
saint; flooding each patch of disgruntled earth he
tread; into a boundless treasury of idealistic
richness,

Diffusing into sorrow; were those disastrously thrown
children; who had the obnoxiously fetid interiors of
the dustbin to greet their first cry; instead of their
mothers heavenly palms,

Diffusing into restlessness; were the insatiable
pioneers; incorrigibly pursuing their benevolent
dreams; even as the devil tried to brutally pulverize
them,

Diffusing into righteousness; was the irrefutably
sacred conscience; always propelling you to tread on
the most prudent path of this gigantic earth,

Diffusing into love; was the immortally throbbing
heart; bonding infinite lives for countless more
births to come; in an entrenchment of unshakable
belonging and desire,

And diffusing into newness; was the chapter of
everlasting life; rising as the sole undefeated
warrior; against the inevitable coffin of remorseful
death

37. 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.

38. HEARTBEAT

Honest and Heartfelt,
Passionate and Princely,
Immaculate and Innocent,
Flamboyant and Fantastic,
Surreal and Soothing,
Voluptuous and Victorious,
Bonding and Benevolent,
Gregarious and Gallivanting,
Marvelous and Mitigating,
Alluring and Alleviating,
Wholesome and Wonderful,
Triumphant and Trustworthy,
Truthful and Tangy,
Adorning and Adorable,
Rejuvenating and Rhapsodic,
Ingratiating and Immaculate,
Incarcerating and Illustrious,
Picturesque and Phlegmatic,
Congenial and Charismatic,
Seductive and Sedating,
Playful and Profuse,
Dynamic and Delectable,
Colorful and Culminating,
Blistering and Benign,
Beautiful and Believing,
Nostalgic and Naughty,
Emphatic and Ecclesiastical,
Eloquent and Enduring,
Mystical and Majestic,
Handsome and Honorable,
Insatiable and Incredulous,
Enchanting and Enormous,
Sweet and Smiling,
Tantalizing and Tumultuous,
Vibrant and Vivacious,
Prudent and Piquant,
Fortified and Fulminating,
Pleasant and Perspicacious,
Sagacious and Sacrosanct,
Placating and Philanthropic,
Pulsating and Palpitating,
Intricate and Indispensable,
Swanky and Serene,
Continuous and Camaraderie,
Infinite and Inexplicable,
Affable and Astronomical,
Gigantic and Genial,
Sensational and Solemn,
Definite and Delightful,
Real and Regale,
Euphoric and Exultating,
Brilliant and Bountiful,
Redolent and Ravishing,
Titillating and Transcending,
Undulating and Unveiling,
Shy and Scintillating,
Volatile and Vespered,
Rampant and Remembering,
Friendly and Flirtatious,
Grandiloquent and Generous,
Steaming and Subtle,
Leading and Lascivious,
Laudable and Loving,
Intimate and Illuminating,
Altruistic and Airborne,
Enticing and Exotic,
Zany and Zealous,
Ardent and Automatic,
Fervent and Flourishing,
Blazing and Blossoming,
Auspicious and Absorbing,
Stimulating and Sensuous,
Ultimate and Utopia,
Penetrating and Puristic,
Holistic and Hundred,
Cute and Celestial,
Crisp and Cumulative,
Pungent and Peaceful,
Eclectic and Esoteric,
Quintessential and Quivering,
Unrelenting and Unfazed,
Daunting and Dancing,
Chirpy and Chivalrous,
Flaming and Fulsome,
Scholarly and Stylish,
Sedulous and Salient,
Golden and Glamorous,
Magnificent and Maneuverable,
Loquacious and Levitating,
Singing and Salty,
Invincible and Inducing,
Immortal and Imminent,
Divinely and Devotional,
Appetizing and Aboriginal,
Rudimentary and Rustic,
Silken and Salubrious,
Courageous and Cascading,
Living and Lightening,
Evolving and Eternal,
Was the tiny little and Godly Heartbeat.

39. MUSIC: THE FOOD FOR LIFE

Music is an enchanting reverie which never ends;
inundating your dying soul with perpetual happiness,

Music is a mesmerizing bird which keeps soaring
endlessly through the mystical clouds; nostalgically
transiting you back into realms of impeccable
childhood,

Music is a resplendent star in the cosmos; which
incessantly keeps rejuvenating withering lives from
the brink of despairing extinction,

Music is a tantalizing whisper which astoundingly
proliferates in the mind as each second unveiled;
truly escalating the spirit of existence,

Music is a poignant panacea for the most inexplicable
of ailment; profoundly blending the rhythm of the
passionate heart with all the goodness prevailing in
the atmosphere,

Music is a wave of euphoric rhapsody; which washes
away all those sins; you may have inadvertently
stumbled upon,

Music is a profusely redolent rose; uninhibitedly
disseminating its scent to whomsoever who wanted to
inhale it,

Music is the invincible ladder to ebullient success;
propelling you to rise from the obnoxious ashes;
everytime you horrendously faltered in your step,

Music is a vivacious rainbow; deluging mundane
survival with compassionate loads of vibrant color and charm,

Music is a captivating fountain; bestowing each life
it beseiged with a festoon of emphatic melody,

Music is the most effusive form of expression;
stirring the most inner most recesses of the
conscience to unbelievably unprecedented limits,

Music is more gorgeous than the voluptuous shadow;
unfurling an unsurpassable tale of tantalizing mystery
in each of its tunes,

Music is the most immaculate sound which a tangible
organism could ever emanate; the most sacrosanct tune;
which perpetually unites one and all; alike,

Music is a seductive trail that leads to the most
marvelously tingling fantasy; a dream which only the
angels in the heavens could coalesce with and conceive,

Music is a indomitable protagonist; absorbing even the
most infinitesimal trace of acrimonious hostility; in
the swirl of its tenacious pulse,

Music is a magnificently surreal cloud which
relentlessly rains; blessing the lives of countless
with the essence of its sacred grace,

Music is a velvety feather which not only triggers an
untamed exultation in breathless identities; but
rekindles them to lead a myriad of infinite more
exciting lives,

Music is the religion you believe in; the language in
which your very first ancestor used to merrily
converse,

Music is the solitary ray of dazzling light in the
preposterously morbid tunnel; engendering you to
emerge victorious in the Herculean struggle called life,

Music is an arrow which hits its target completely
blindfolded; rises as the uncrowned prince; even as
the entire planet headed towards inevitably disdainful
destruction,

Music is an intriguingly innocuous child; that stays
forever young even after undergoing an
incomprehensible battalion of deaths,

Music is the insurmountable spice which foments even
the dead to rise from their graves; dance in
stupendously sultry winds in the throes of moonlit
midnight,

Music is the most wonderful entertainment bereft of a
single penny; and yet amazingly reinvigorating the
entire system with blissful synergies that the body
had always desired,

Music is the sparkle of ones eye; the glow which every
personality radiates in the most divinely contented
stage of life,

Music is the whistling air you breathe; the ecstatic
spurts of energy you expend while trespassing on every
path of life; the celestial flurry of smiles on your
countenance as you are enthralled by the creation of
God,

Music is indeed the reason why you live; the reason
why you will always choose to love; or shall we say
MUSIC IS THE IRREFUTABLE FOOD FOR LIFE.

40. TURN VEGETARIAN- PART 2

Even if a droplet of it fell in my food; I puke out
what I had consumed in my stomach; during the tenure
of the marathon month,

Even if a droplet of it blended with the dusty road; I
wildly swerved my sedan; crashing face on against the
lanky tree; with my heart palpitating faster than
white lightening,

Even if a droplet of it got smeared inadvertently with
my pillow; I relentlessly tossed and turned all night;
fostering agonizing memories about the plight of my
fellow compatriots in suffering,

Even if a droplet of it dribbled down from my mirror;
I started to witness the entire world as disastrously
shattered; and all perceptions of mesmerizing beauty
just disappeared from my mind,

Even if a droplet of it came tumbling from the
astronomically fathomless sky; I swooned in sheer
disbelief towards the ground; terrified that the
Creator might have now decided to end this magnificent earth,

Even if a droplet of it plummeted into the gigantic
glass of water; I started to have insane
hallucinations about the sacrosanct spirit of life; to
be in grave danger,

Even if a droplet of it oozed from my beloved's face;
I had a horrendously ringing sensation in my bones;
and I found tears of profound empathy slither down my eyes,

Even if a droplet of it loitered on the periphery of
my shoe; my feet started to tremble inexplicably; and
the saliva in my throat froze brusquely midway; as I
felt helpless for mankind in hysterical grief,

Even if a droplet of it lingered close to my breath; I
felt that the gates of doomsday had suddenly unveiled
themselves full throttle upon the Universe,

Even if a droplet of it stuck to the luminous dial of
my watch; I commenced to conceive that time had
bizarrely condensed in its roots; and a treacherously
sinister glow hideously enveloped the whole planet,

Even if a droplet of it appeared on the television
screen; I felt myself perpetuated with an insatiable
nostalgia for my countrymen; sacrificing their lives
in true patriotism; to ensure that I existed in perpetual peace,

Even if a droplet of it coalesced with the
majestically shimmering stream; I felt as if the
entire assemblage of water was shivering in
unprecedented pain,

Even if a droplet of it fell on the immaculately plain
sheet of writing paper; I felt that it was impossibly
irrevocable to remove the stains with even the most
incredulously powerful eraser in this world,

Even if a droplet of it sprinkled itself on tree
leaves; I ruminated that wild life was pathetically
deteriorating; and infinite parasites crawled on the
prowl to pacify their lecherous gluttony,

Even if a droplet of it adhered to my eyeball; the
world outside seemed gruesomely obfuscated; and every
path on which I transgressed seemed to be leading to
the corridors of satanic hell,

Even if a droplet of it spurted out from the
impregnably formidable walls; I felt uncannily closer
to ghastly death and decay; and the pulse of my
exuberant existence remarkably slackened its pace,

Even if a droplet of it sprang up on my palms; I
pondered upon the dire consequences that would
savagely constrict the tenacity of my destiny; the
gloomy perils that await me as I alighted my next step,

Even if a droplet of it leaked from my luscious lips;
I relinquished all sagaciously perceivable activity;
poignantly disturbed at the most vital fluid bestowed
upon by the Almighty Lord; flowing out mercilessly,

And it was simply beyond my most incomprehensible
limit of imagination; that if such a minuscule droplet
of blood fomented my sensitivity to abdicate almost
all traces of life,

Then how could people round the globe; eat; drink; and
relish it; stupendously basking in its glory over a
glass of oligarchic port wine; ruthlessly slaughtering
impeccable animals for mere satisfaction of their
nocturnal supper ?

Therefore it is my humble plea to all of you on behalf
of the Omnipotent Creator; to try your best and TURN
VEGETARIAN.

41. INFINITE INFINITY

An island which you incessantly dream of; but
miserably failed to reach,

A height which is so unsurpassable; that each step you
clamber; still found you on obdurate chunks of rock
bottom ground,

A size so astronomically colossal; that is beyond the
definitions of any size or veritable proportion,

A tunnel so perpetually unending; that perennial
blackness engulfed you even if you took birth
relentlessly; for countless centuries,

A land where no palpable organism can dare to
transgress upon; a land where only the Almighty
Creator resided since centuries immemorial; and would
continue to rule till the time he wanted; was the land
of INFINITE INFINITY.

A wave so mammoth; that rose and handsomely swirled
even unimaginable kilometers above the vivacious
clouds,

A ray so unprecedented; that indefatigably pierced
even the most obsolete corner of this Universe with
its overwhelmingly stringent light,

A shadow so profoundly mystical; that refrained to
subside even after the ghastly blanket of profuse
darkness; had wholesomely set in,

A voice so incredulously echoing; that it kept eluding
you unrelentingly as it collided like a fulminating
tornado against the cold rocks,

A book so incomprehensibly long; that you remained on
the front page; even after browsing for decades
unfathomable,

A painting so enigmatically fascinating; that each
time you saw it; it metamorphosed into a myriad of
fathomless shades,

A tree so astoundingly gigantic; that kept blossoming
and proliferating into innumerable branches; as each
second unfurled,

A storm so cyclonic; which continued even after the
entire planet had slept; caressing every object on
this globe with passionate cloudbursts of breeze,

A mountain with its summit augmenting till times
beyond eternity; stretching over the most bizarre
point of imagination,

A fantasy tumultuously surpassing the realms of
unbelievable perception; incorrigibly refraining to
quell even after inevitable death,

A cloud whispering an unending tale of existence; with
majestic streaks of white lightening royally
encompassing every tangible and intangible entity in
the inferno of its untamed ferocity,

A mission impossible for anyone to comprehend even an
inconspicuous fraction of; a challenge which even the
mightiest of mighty pathetically floundered to
accomplish,

A song which tirelessly continues to inexplicably
haunt every living being; right since the first day of
nascent life,

42. LADEN

The tree in the pristine forest; was laden with
overwhelming quantities of succulent berry and
rhapsodic fruit,

The fathomless expanse of barren sky; was laden with
an enchanting conglomerate of seductively silken
clouds,

The flower extruding from the delectable farm; was
laden with bountiful petals; blossoming into a myriad
of tantalizingly colorful forms,

The incomprehensibly huge dictionary; was laden with a
battalion of exquisite words; explicitly portraying
infinite situations of pragmatic life,

The magnificently shimmering egg; was laden with life
yielding yolk; which evolved over a period of time
into a mesmerizing offspring,

The trajectory of the majestically swirling ocean; was
laden with a festoon of voluptuously undulating waves;
spraying profusely handsome salt on the rocks as well
as the shores,

The toweringly colossal mountains; were laden with bed
sheets of ingratiatingly scintillating ice; cascading
into waterfalls of melodious froth as the Sun flamed
to its full shine,

The boisterously swarming beehive; was laden with
golden honey; dribbling in splendid harmony towards
chocolate brown territories of soil,

The grandiloquently striped flamingoes perched on the
river banks; were laden with a sheath of fabulously
satin feathers; propelling them to soar like a pompous
prince in the sky,

The flamboyantly escalating fire; was laden with a
flurry of poignant flames; which profoundly
illuminated the morbidly dreary and starless night,

The incredulously oligarchic castle; was laden with
scores of intricately alluring furniture; an
extravagantly jeweled throne on which sat the crown king,

The framework of articulately dexterous bones; was
laden with rubicund layers of flesh; granting it
thereby the formidable tenacity to surge forward in
unprecedented exuberance,

The valiant landscape of the pugnacious battlefield;
was laden with innumerable soldiers; ready to
sacrifice their life any instant for the sake of their
revered motherland,

The boundlessly glistening blackboard; was laden
synchronized lines of raw chalk; portraying vital
points of survival to earnestly learning students,

The robust periphery of tongue; was laden with gallons
of euphoric saliva; instilling in it tangy traces of
exotic taste,

The fathomless land of the desert; was laden with
infinite tons of stupendously sparkling sand,

The flamboyantly vivacious calendar; was laden with an
armory of months and dates; candidly divulging the
extraordinary rapid unveiling of time,

The dome sculptured crystalline scalp; was laden with
silken curls of voluptuous hair; which imparted a
compassionate cushioning against repugnantly
vindictive blows,

The profoundly impregnable conscience; was laden with
optimistically enlightening ideals; that provided
astronomical tenacity to the persona to ecstatically
plunge forward in life,

And the passionately palpitating heart; was laden with
invincible love; which kept proliferating towards the
sky as the seconds unfurled; kept getting more and
more fortified with each stroke of palpable
existence.

43. A PARASITE FROM A PARADISE

Overwhelmed by sedation; in the realms of fathomlessly
enchanting fantasy,

Floating on a blanket of clouds; with a festoon of
seductive fairies dancing incessantly around me,

Embracing the voluptuous coat of verdant grass full
throttle; rampantly rolling in the stupendous blades
till times immemorial,

Perceiving the most incredulous objects in this
Universe; surging astronomically forward than the
spirit of times,

Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More
importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people
made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a
paradise.

Sniffing the mesmerizing aroma of heavenly nectar;
boisterously leaping behind the swarming bees,

Blending majestically with the Sunshine; basking under
in the glory of milky beams of exotic moon,

Admiring the resplendent blanket of glittering stars;
philandering like a price on the summit of velvety
ice,

Saluting the birds soaring high in the ephemeral
evenings; profoundly lost in the cadence of the
Queenly nightingale,

Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More
importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people
made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a
paradise.

Galloping through the fields of blossoming corn;
indefatigably cuddling the innocuous sheep sleeping on
the hills,

Gyrating fervently in the music of the morning cuckoo;
splashing euphorically in an unfathomable ocean of
tangy water,

Daintily caressing the Oligarchic oyster; seductively
swishing the body under the ravishing waterfall that
enigmatically cascaded from the mountain,

Feasting on a celestial meal of rhapsodically fresh
cherries; lying in mute silence on the shimmering
carpet of sea sands,

Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More
importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people
made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a
paradise.

Placing the arms in the lap of insurmountably
bountiful nature; chasing squirrels as they slithered
in sheer ecstasy up the corrugated tree,

Voraciously coating the entire body with a slurry of
tantalizingly wet rain mud; gasping in dumbfounded
astonishment as the mirage loomed larger in the golden
desert soil,

Listening with rapt attention to the incredulously
animated chirping of the amicable parrot; gallivanting
beside the fire as its royal flames crackled in the
midst of marvelous midnight,

Savoring exuberantly cool coconut with rubicund pair
of lips; transiting into a rejuvenating reverie;
boundless decades before this Universe was first
created,

Tell me where is death; Tell me where is pain; More
importantly Tell me O! Almighty lord; why have people
made this blissful planet of yours; a parasite from a
paradise.

44. GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE

Good Morning Sunshine; thank you for filtering
stringently through my dingily dilapidate window;
embedding optimistic rays of hope in my life,

Good Morning Cuckoo; thank you for waking up my gloomy
sleep with your poignantly austere sounds,

Good Morning Grass; thank you for rejuvenating my
dreary soles; as I trespassed on your voluptuous
carpet; with your magnificent sheath of dew drops
tickling my skin to unprecedented limits,

Good Morning delectable pet; thank you for clambering
up my bed; awakening me with a pleasant jolt; as you
flapped your slippery tongue over my rubicund cheeks,

Good Morning Shirt; thank you for imparting me with
compassionate warmth; as I swung you over my naked
chest the instant I broke my reverie,

Good Morning Wife; thank you for providing me your
mesmerizing shoulders to rest upon in times of the
treacherous night,

Good Morning Ducks; thank you for quacking so
boisterously; that I became oblivious to all the
loneliness and wretched depression that heavily
circumvented my life,

Good Morning Air; thank you for so celestially wafting
into my nostrils; seductively caressing my mass of
unruly hair; to transit me higher than the heavens,

Good Morning Lotus; thank you for spreading your
ingratiatingly pink petals into full bloom; inundate
my solitary life with astronomical happiness,

Good Morning Tea; thank you for profoundly
reinvigorating my diminishing breath; fomenting me to
walk briskly forward with untamed exhilaration,

Good Morning Alarm Clock; thank you for deafeningly
puncturing my eardrum; triggering me off from
invincible sleep; when all other conceivable things
had miserably floundered,

Good Morning Water; thank you for pacifying my thirst;
inevitably providing me those few sips of liquid to
quench scorched chords of my throat; the second I
detached from horrendous dreams,

Good Morning Soap; thank you for providing me tons of
enamoring foam; which metamorphosed my bedraggled
persona into one of stupendously distinguished authority,

Good Morning National Flag; thank you for fluttering
so handsomely in the atmosphere; propelling the spirit
of patriotism to escalate unsurpassably in my veins;
the second I nimbly opened my eyelids at dawn,

Good Morning Soil; thank you for impregnably holding
the foundations of my dwelling; harboring my
inconspicuous demeanor while I slept like a new born
infant in the perilous night,

Good Morning Apple; thank you for providing me that
incredulously quick bite before I eloped for office;
prepared to kick on with my schedule for the
acrimoniously monotonous day,

Good Morning Mother; thank you for silently creeping
up beside me when I was in bouts of thunderously sound
sleep; gently caressing my hair; embodying my
shivering countenance with a sweater she had specially
knitted for me in the day,

Good Morning Tree; thank you for generating appeasing
draughts of wind that diffused through my window as
the Sun crept up in the sky; making me feel that I was
indispensably alive,

Good Morning Breath; thank you for blissfully
circulating through my lungs; enveloping me with the
tenacity to divinely pass the gruesomely precarious night,

And Good Morning World; thank you for granting me the
right to harmoniously exist amongs't you; walk
shoulder to shoulder with your blessed grace; in every
aspect of exuberant life.

45. 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 hearthrobs
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.

46. ROYALLY HANDSOME AND BEAUTIFUL SUNSET

The entire earth metamorphosed into deplorable gloom;
as it nimbly disappeared behind the towering hills,

The forests in vicinity were profusely engulfed with
appalling pink light; as it sank down abysmally a few
hours after brilliant afternoon,

The birds started returning to their intricately cozy
nests; as it fluttered violently into vivacious shades
of dull crimson,

The sharks bobbing their heads in vicious exuberance
above the poignantly swirling waves; contentedly
rested on the sandy bed as it started to play hide and
seek even more vigorously with the unfurling minutes,

The spuriously pompous light of the electric bulb took
complete control; as its flamboyantly golden color
transited into one sedate pink,

The battalion of stray dogs started to pathetically
wail; as it gave way for the stars to take a wholesome
stranglehold and faintly shimmer,

The lanky hands of the grandfather clock showed signs
of inadvertent laziness; as it abruptly vanished
behind the cocoon of black clouds,

The majestic lion relinquished hunting for prey;
exhaustedly retired in his colossal den; as it
evaporated like specks of dirt from the periphery of
the silver horizon,

The disdainfully sordid cockroach slowly and ominously
crawled towards the stinking lavatory seat; as it
wholesomely left the boundless sky,

The horses galloping in boisterous unison on the
marshy slopes; walked in a silent row towards their
stables; as it seemed to be mournfully coalescing with
bland mud,

The astoundingly fat tortoise became more indolent
than ever retreating its stubby neck inside its
striped shell; as it fell like a frigid thread and
eloped away from the atmosphere,

The bones in the ebullient body started getting
profoundly dreary; beads of hopeless sweat dribbled
down the arms; as it seemed to be gobbled in entirety
by the sapphire blue sky,

The savage python slithered miserably through the
meandering bushes; as it started to develop shades of
ghastly brown on its persona,

The voluptuous green blanket of leaves drooped down in
meek submission; as its rays got more and more tender
and frigid with the unleashing second,

The redolent petals of the stupendously blossoming
lotus folded themselves invincibly in defense; as it
emancipated into the island of nothingness,

The overwhelmingly formidable King ordered his troops
to cease hostile war; as it cast perilously dark
shadows upon the soil of this planet,

The rosy and incessantly chattering tongue now fell a
trifle silent; as it winked in nervous euphoria;
sighed its last before being transiently erased into
thin oblivion,

The signs of all palpable life in this Universe seemed
to be feebly subsiding; as it displayed sure signs of
shrinking to the size of an infinitesimally small pea,

And as you all know; it left the earth every evening
to settle for a long rest before it thunderously
blazed again with immortal enthusiasm at dawn; with
people from all continents round the globe irrefutably
proclaiming it since centuries unprecedented; as the
ROYALLY HANDSOME & BEAUTIFUL SUNSET.

47. THE NIGHT WAS STILL ALIVE

The butter was still fresh; with adorable crusts of
cream oozing poignantly from its molten persona,

The rose was still blossoming; with its ravishing
redolence reinvigorating everything around in dull
atmosphere,

The stream was still gushing at electric speeds; with
its gurgling waters diffusing into spell binding froth
after clashing against the chain of ecstatic rocks,

The peacock was still dancing; with its feathers
spread wildly wide to a completely full and exotically
animated plumage,

The grass blades were still awake; with glistening dew
drops now enigmatically caressing their intricate
visage,

The stars still twinkled in the sky; with the
magnificent white beams of light casting a majestic
spell on the body of pathetically scorched earth,

The leaves still vibrantly rustled with the wind;
inscrutably whispering their nostalgic tales of day;
their stupendously enamoring anecdotes of the past,

The lion still roared euphorically; puncturing the
sedate ambience with an uncanny thrill that was never
experienced before,

The nightingale still sang its melodious rhymes;
captivating every tangible and intangible entity with
the fascinating melody in its sound,

The clouds still collided in the sky; pelting droplets
of rejuvenating rain in tumultuous fury,

The ducks still floated in the serene pond; fomenting
blissful ripples to spread infectiously around;
profoundly enlightening the night with their flurry of
boisterous quacks,

The chameleon still fluttered its ominous tail;
tantalizingly changing color; splendidly blending with
the surrounding it went,

The mammoth stacks of green chili were still flaming;
violently embodying the area around with a distinctly
piquant odor; a scent that could bring life into the
dead,

The Moon still shone a tenacious white; with its
creamy rays filtering a path through the stringently
dolorous darkness,

The chill still lingered pertinently; perpetuating
infinite goose-bumps to inevitably creep up the body,

The horde of impeccable rabbits still frolicked in
their burrows; playing hide and seek with the drifting
clouds and shine,

The preposterously fat python still slithered through
the marshes; furtively awaiting to gobble its prey; in
the clandestine darkness concealing his belly,

The spider still spun its web; running at astounding
speeds from one end to the other; producing
marvelously shimmering silk with its slime,

C'mon let's enjoy ourselves to the fullest O! beloved;
bask in the aisles of uninhibited desire and romance;
for the night was still young; the darkness had set
blazing fire to our senses; the night was still alive.

48. MAGNIFICENTLY ENCHANTING NIGHT

The calm which the stringent day miserably dithered to
provide; was profoundly imparted by the chilly breeze
of the dark night,

the tumultuous passion which the austerely acerbic day
failed to provide; was profoundly imparted by the
agony of the resplendent night,

The ocean of dreams which the acrimonious day
floundered every second to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the mesmerizing fantasy of the velvety
night,

The cloud of tingling sensations which the sultry day
stumbled to provide; was profoundly imparted by the
tantalizing charisma of the moonlit night,

The poignant aroma of romance which the brilliantly
sweltering day tripped to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the overwhelmingly silvery night,

The delectably sweet flavor which the harshly
perspiring day dawdled to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the surreal and stormy night,

The stupendous congeniality which the monstrously
illuminated day succumbed to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the superlatively friendly and voluptuous
night,

The tunnel of unrelenting adventure which the
monotonous day ludicrously refrained to provide; was
profoundly imparted by the spell binding and
exotically perfumed night,

The astoundingly fragrant aura which the nondescript
day faltered to provide; was profoundly imparted by
the piquantly pepped up night,

The enigmatic tales of fascinating mystery which the
day abysmally shirked to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the enticing and profusely titillating night,

The vivacious rainbow of colors which the incorrigibly
boring day fluttered to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the gorgeously whispering night,

The flamboyant rays of fire which the cloudy day
horrendously nictitated to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the vividly vibrant night,

The dreary trail of incredulous sedation that the day
obnoxiously dwindled to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the incomprehensibly seductive night,

The magical wave of longing that the stoical day
irrevocably refused to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the mystically simmering night,

The cold beads of unprecedented exhilaration that the
abysmally hot day pathetically slithered to provide;
was profoundly imparted by the majestic and princely night,

The ardently milky aroma which the intractably bright
day disastrously shivered to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the ravishingly dainty night,

The unparalleled tremors of ecstasy which the brutal
beams of day insurmountably struggled to provide; was
profoundly imparted by the stringently spicy winds of night,

The opulent showers of nostalgia which the murderously
blazing day wavered to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the opalescent shades of the night,

And the celestial stupor which the savagely bubbling
day thoroughly failed to provide; was profoundly
imparted by the magnificently enchanting night.

49. 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

50. LEAD LIFE LIKE A MAN

Drink like a rabbit, gently lapping at water cascading
from white water springs of the mountain,

Sleep like a demon, snoring thunderously without even
moving a whisker to the most lethal of dynamite
explosion,

Perspire like a bull, slogging it hard under the
steaming rays of the sun,

Dance like a peacock, spreading your feathers to a
full plumage under exotic outbursts of rain,

Smile like a wild chimpanzee, snaring your snow white
teeth without being the slightest overwhelmed by your
surroundings,

Run like kangaroo, traversing the dense foliage of the
jungle, taking 10 strides at a time,

Scratch like a red ant, resurrecting your destroyed
cocoon every next second,

Sing like the Nightingale, inundating every barren
spot in vicinity with the ecstatic melody in your
sound,

Cry like a crocodile, shedding tears as gargantuan as
the cloud on every area you tread,

Sting like a scorpion, piercing supple and innocuous
skin with the venomous poison in your fangs,
Talk like a parrot, chattering incessantly as misty
wisps of air and the aroma of delectable food struck
you in entirety,

Roar like a lion, waking up every entity sleeping
blissfully, with a single growl of yours,

Smell like the roots, emanating a voluptuously raw
odor, just after the first spells of rain,

Stand like an elephant, weathering each storm trying
to blow you with enviable ease,

Dream like an angel, exploring the most wildest
regions around the globe with rampant frenzy,

Shiver like a goose, with infinite strands of hair
standing up in animation, on the snow,

Slaver like a dog, greedily protruding out your tongue
panting passionately for water,

Bathe like the dolphins, diving acrobatically into the
sapphire sea's, with your body engulfed completely by
the majestic waves,

Chew like a cow, slowly munching your meals with
rejuvenated gusto,

Scamper around like a squirrel, leaping friskily on
the myriad of dangling branch,

Fly high like the eagles, flapping your wings
exuberantly with the cotton cocoon of clouds gliding
past your hair,

Kick like a donkey, swinging your legs viciously
towards those who tried to disturb your concentration,

Lick like a cat, sucking every droplet of milk from
the steep edged bowl,

Yawn like the hippopotamus, candidly announcing your
desire to sleep to even mortals buried in their
corpses,

Scream like the dinosaur, with a single echo of yours
silencing all commotion in this world,

Stare like the mammoth whale, making your opponent
blink a thousand times,

Hear like a fox, detecting the most inconspicuous of
sound, coming to know of your adversary, before it
actually commenced to attack,

Laze around like the tortoise, not bothering to poke
out your head even in the most scorching of sunlight,

Shine like the stars, punctuating the eerie darkness
of the night with your spellbinding glimmer,

Burn like fulminating lava, igniting the most
lackluster of individual with the ardor in your
flames,

Dig like the mice, making your burrow in loose mud at
lightening speeds,

Hide like the reptile, evading all traces of light
existing in the Universe,

Peck like the woodpecker, chiseling your way through
the most obdurate of wooden log,

Crawl like the spider, mystically weaving your way
across the strands of the flimsy web,

Swish like a zebra, moving your tail to wade away the
most minuscule of fly buzzing intermittently around
your nose,

Eat like a pig, greedily gobbling even the tiniest of
toffee wrapper loitering on the road,

Change color like a chameleon, adapting yourself
furtively to virtually any surrounding you go into,

Hunt like the vultures, hideously diving down and
capsizing your prey,

Be wise like the owl, prudently opening your eyes in
the dark as well as stringent light,

Care like the lioness, protecting your child from the
faintest signs of evil lurking around,

Enjoy like the otters, having a party of beans and raw
wine well past after midnight,

Explore like the panther, mercilessly paving your way
through the remotest corner of the forest,

Love like God, annihilating the word "discrimination"
forever from your adulterated brain,

And lead life like a man, wandering and discovering;
struggling and romancing, dreaming and working to
transform all your dreams; as well as those of several
around you into an immortal reality.

51. THE CHAPTER OF EXISTENCE

Just when I felt my eyes were closing; my lids incorrigibly wanting to
shut down,
I saw the tiny buds of rose blossoming outside; the unsurpassable
grandeur of its petals engulfing the atmosphere in entirety.

Just when I felt my legs were going limp in exhaustion; the
indefatigable stress of the day inevitably pinning me down,
I saw the pouch bellied kangaroo leap across with gigantic strides;
traverse the marshy fields overlooking my window with uninhibited and gay
abandon.

Just when I felt my tongue relinquishing taste; infinite buds on its
surface had died a gruesome death,
I saw the cow philandering in the leafy meadows; munching robust chunks
of grass with great relish.

Just when I felt my mouth aching; the chords in my throat abysmally
parched and dry,
I saw the orchestra singing loquaciously; madmen screeching at the top
of their lungs; attempting to bring the roof on earth.

Just when I felt my hands go pale; every iota of strength sapped
wholesomely from the conglomerate of my bones,
I saw uncouth barbarians bludgeoning their way through the forest;
annihilating gargantuan tree stalks; exerting monstrous power with
their palms.

Just when I felt the skin encompassing my neck sagging profoundly;
disdainful wrinkles inhabiting virtually every part of my demeanor,
I saw a cluster of young maidens with sparkling skin; boisterously
bouncing on the silken couch.

Just when I felt the waves of sadness vacillate in my soul; bizarre
grief stabbing me like daggers of blistering coal,
I saw the clowns of in the circus mischievously smile; with their loud
guffaws thunderously piercing the atmosphere.

Just when I felt pulsating pain in my forehead; an avalanche of thorns
curtailing it from perceiving further,
I saw a medieval sage reciting hymns in blissful harmony; the
unperturbed expressions of his face; depicting that he was in a land of surreal
fantasy.

Just when I felt that I was about to sleep; the clockwork machinery in
my brain failing to tick forward,
I saw a battalion of roosters flying high in the air; permeating the
crispness in the ambience around with their cacophonic sounds.

And just when I felt I was about to die; relinquish the final draught
of breath; to rest in my heavenly abode,
I saw a child being born; crying innocuously in the tender palms of its
mother; trying to imbibe as much as it could with its large eyes
dancing around the earth; to better understand the place it was now going to
exist; diligently continuing the CHAPTER OF EXISTENCE.

52. BEAUTY NEEDS TO BE APPRECIATED

The sun in the cosmos itself doesn’t know the omnipotence in its shine;
the blazing yellow circumventing its persona,
Its only when we profoundly admire its tenacity; the blistering heat it
imparts to fumigate pallid earth; does it comes to realize that it is
indeed beautiful.

The crimson colored rose itself doesn’t know the mesmerizing odor it
emanates; the voluptuous complexion profusely embedded in its core,
Its only when we cherish its enchanting fragrance; the stupendous sight
it portrays when sighted at evanescent dawn; does it come to realize that
it is indeed beautiful.

The star twinkling amidst naked patches of sky itself doesn’t know its
shine; the radiance that envelops its incongruous silhouette,
Its only when we applaud it for its resplendence; the illumination it
provides in the chilly night; does it come to realize that it is indeed
beautiful.

The boundless ocean itself doesn’t know about its infinite size; the
unfathomable depth it incorporates in its belly,
Its only when we exuberantly praise its swirling waves; ravishing froth
striking the shores; scores of glistening white sharks swimming; does
it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The opalescent butterfly itself doesn’t know about its multicolored
wings; the swishing tentacles extruding from beneath its eyes,
Its only when we acclaim it for its nimble footed flight in the air;
the delectable draughts of wind it engenders while flying; does it come to
realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The vivacious reptile itself doesn’t know about its hiss; the
mystically slithering body it possesses,
Its only when we laud it for its tantalizingly shimmering skin; the
remarkably transparent eyes; does it come to realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The obdurate shell of coconut itself doesn’t know about its stone
shell; the incredulous heights it projects from on the tall tree,
Its only when we value it for its appetizing juice; the immaculate and
sumptuous pulp incarcerated in its walls; does it come to realize that
it is indeed beautiful.

The slime coated oyster itself doesn’t know about its wealth; the loose
ferns agglutinated to its visage,
Its only when we treasure it for its scintillating pearls; the
rejuvenating salty water which ejects when we slice its body; does it come to
realize that it is indeed beautiful.

The newly born infant itself doesn’t know about its innocuous heart;
the tiny legs that caress its mother,
Its only when we clap at it for mustering courage to walk; the
frivolous smiles it does when tickled; does it come to realize that it is indeed
beautiful.

Beauty is a virtue embodied in all of us transgressing through the
surface of this earth; it is a blessing we are all born with,
All though we remain indiscreetly oblivious to it; as we don’t admire
it,
Beauty is too precious to be neglected; too sacrosanct to be
ignominiously condemned; "BEAUTY NEEDS TO BE APPRECIATED".

53. WATER IS PRECIOUS

If there was water on the surface of dry leaves; they would look
superbly mesmerizing; glistening profoundly under the sun,

If there was water on mud coated wall; there would be a ravishing
scent that permeated the adulterated air,

If there was water on vegetables lying sprawled in a forlorn heap; they
would bounce back to boisterous life; retrieving the plethora of minerals
they had lost in the blistering heat,

If there was water on fossils languidly scattered in obsolete
territories of the dormant volcano; they would perspicuously depict the mysteries of
the past; besides shimmering magnificently under the moon,

If there was water on wild buds of jungle mushroom; the unruly shoots
would sparkle tenaciously; drawing millions of mouths towards them to satiate
their famished taste buds,

If there was water on a battalion of acrimonious thorns; their tips
would get dramatically softened; making them flounder in their conquest of
mercilessly puncturing soft skin,

If there was water on scalp hair; their bedraggled texture would
miraculously transform into immaculately polished,

If there was water on the obdurate foam of bed; there would be an
unprecedented cool that besieging the ambience; and I would find it
astoundingly easy to fall into a invincible siesta,

If there was water on pairs of chapped lips; they would look
irrefutably voluptuous and longing to be kissed,

If there was water on the scorched soil of arid desert; the surrounding
wildlife would get substantial reprieve from sweltering storms of heat,

If there was water on rampant flames of fire ominously rising up by the
zipping second; the occupants inside would be saved from the tyranny of
being burnt alive,

If there was water on the elevation of dusty window panes; they would
suddenly glitter in animation; explicitly exposing the panoramic view outside,

If there was water on the river bed; scores of children would gleefully
toss in it; splashing it frivolously on passing pedestrians,

If there was water on clusters of scarlet rose; they would diffuse a
blissful fragrance penetrating the claustrophobic environment with a
reinvigorating aroma,

If there was water on feathers of the majestic peacock; it had the
potential to circulate waves of rhapsody even in the veins of a dying man; when
the bird unfurled its wings to a complete blossom,

If there was water on soiled cloth; incorrigible stains would be
indiscriminately exonerated; and the fabric would now resemble an
impeccable white,

If there was water on the serrated skin of chameleon; it would appear
more rubicund while wandering indefatigably through the bushes,

And If there was water on the inverted eyelashes of my beloved; she
would look like a goddess bathed in exquisite gold,

And let me tell you friends it was very easy for us to unflinchingly
achieve the above mentioned; if only we learnt to save and judiciously preserve
water,
As its every droplet is inevitably worth a million; for it is the
source of all life beside us; an indispensable fuel to rejuvenate the depleted
reservoir of our energy; "WATER IS PRECIOUS".

54. THE GODDESS OF LOVE

You'll find her in the frothy waves of the ocean; which fall and rise
ebulliently with the most minuscule draught of wind,

You'll find her in the silken conglomerate of pearly clouds; floating
smoothly in the sky,

You'll find her in the mesmerizing rose petals; having an evanescent
coat of scintillating dew drops,

You'll find her in the vivaciously swirling trees; shedding their
leaves sporadically with changing seasons,

You'll find her in the fleet footed nimble rabbit; prowling innocuously
around the farm with its abnormally round eyes,

You'll find her in the dazzling sunrays; which fall incessantly on the
earth until murky dusk,

You'll find her in the queenly peacock; spreading its feathers to a
full blossom at the onset of torrential monsoons,

You'll find her in the golden fish whistling adroitly through deep
ocean waters; incorporating an army of incongruous bubbles in its path,

You'll find her in the winged birds soaring high in the sky; chirping
in animation at the unveiling of twilight,

You'll find her in the shimmering spires of the historical monument;
which glisten profoundly under natural light,

You'll find her in the mystical reptile; slithering its way
non-invasively through the marshy swamps,

You'll find her in the flocculent buds of freshly born cotton; sprawled
in incoherent heaps on the soil,

You'll find her in the milky peninsula of moon; nestling in equanimity
with deleterious wisps of air,

You'll find her in the rubicund complexioned radish; with nodules of
ingratiating brown projecting in abundance,

You'll find her in the viciously fluttering web of spider; having an
intricate network of finely intermingled threads,

You'll find her in the boisterously bouncing frog; croaking innocently
in puddles of tainted water,

You'll find her in the newly born infant; wailing out uninhibitedly
towards its mother,

You'll find her in the rustically humming bumblebees; which were
unrelentingly busy round the clock in producing tones of sweet honey,

You'll find her incarcerated in the hard shell of coconut; wherein lies
the succulent layer of ravishing pulp,

You'll find her in grizzly bears inhabiting the mountains; traversing
harmlessly with several flakes of snow on their backs,

You'll find her in the yellow lilies; having vivid shoots of red
sprouting from its oval shaped core,

You'll find her in the silver crested dolphin diving in and out of the
undulating sea; spraying gallon of tingling droplets as an aftermath,

You'll find her in tubules of delectable mushroom; protruding in
perfect harmony from the moist land,

You'll find her in crystalline water evacuated from the belly of earth;
ubiquitously quenching insatiable urges of thirst,

You'll find her in the solitary oasis lying forlorn in the desert; yet
scintillating magnificently in daylight,

You'll find her in globules of lukewarm milk; oozing profusely from the
swollen teats of mother cow,

You'll find her in thunderous snores permeating the stillness of night;
wafting from the mouth of an individual in deep slumber,

You'll find her in the persevering camel; impeccably traversing through
scorching deserts; inadvertently moving its hunched back,

You'll find her in blood red cherries; ingratiatingly dangling from
branches of the tall tree,

You'll find her in the droplets of salty sweat trickling down ones
persona; after a good days-tenacious work,

You'll find her in the profoundly blushing cheek; which got aggrandized
by a frivolous poke to the ribs,

You'll find her in the tender palm of a fairy; with infinite lines
terminating into incommensurate forks,

You'll find her in the belligerent eyes of a solider; unafraid to
sacrifice his life for the nation,

You'll find her in the pouch bellied kangaroo; racing at swashbuckling
speeds through the dense forests,

You'll find her in the conglomerate of green leaves; cascading from the
roof of the hollow mountain cavern,

You'll find her in the bubbling broth being made in freezing winter;
providing some respite from the irrevocable cold,

You'll find her in the nocturnal shadows; diligently staying riveted to
the silhouettes of their masters,

You'll find her in the enamouring mass of black hair; settling down
with stupendous grace on the angular shoulder,

You'll find her in the virgin oyster embedded at fathomless depths of
the ocean; untouched the slightest by the adulterated ambience of land,

You'll find her in the grandiloquent inscriptions of the palace; the
resplendent fountains rising high in the air,

You'll find her in the cow dung cakes adhering to indigenous village
walls; shielding the dwelling from acrimonious rays of the sun,

You'll find her in the philanthropic nurse at the hospital; who
altruistically serves all those in pain and bizarre affliction,

You'll find her in the spongy blades of grass; thoroughly cushioning
the skull from a direct and unscrupulous contact with the stony ground,

You'll find her in the vibrant shades of root color; which the artist
uses to inundate his barren sheet of canvas,

You'll find her in rotund bar of brown chocolate; which impregnates the
tongue with an irrefutably sweet taste,

You'll find her in melting white water streams; gushing incessantly
from the summit of the snow clad mountains at the onset of steaming summer,

You'll find her in finely sliced stem of coriander; which imparts
substantial taste to the most lackluster of food,

You'll find her embossed in the sacrosanct scriptures of religious
books; all that literature written which circumvents immortal peace,

You'll find her invincibly imprisoned in lips, which smile; generating
the essence of life in the nondescript atmosphere,

You'll find her embedded in incongruous recesses of the soil; harboring
a fleet of terrestrial organisms in their cozy warmth,

You'll find her squirting as untainted latex; gradually extruding from
the stalk of pliable rubber tree,

You'll find her residing in the glittering harp; whose chords produced
a mystically melodious tune when dexterously struck,

You'll find her incorporated in the furry mattress; with a jugglery of
woollen threads extruding out,

You'll find her embodied in the knotted handkerchief; tossed
exuberantly in the air; tickling the cluster of eyelashes as it fell,

You'll find her in the congenial glowworm philandering through the
bushes; emitting an iridescent radiance to illuminate the night,

You'll find her in the hapless slippers of the old grandmother;
chivalrously distributing sweets amongst young children; recounting to them
innumerable tales of the obsolete past,

You'll find her in long trousers of flannel cloth; stitched with fibers
of simplicity and care,

You'll find her in pots chiseled of rustic clay; molded articulately
with bohemian tribal palms,

You'll find her in twinkling stars scattered to unfathomable distances
in the cosmos; glistening amicably in the murderous blackness,

You'll find her in the sapphire veils sequestering the woman's eyes;
obliterating her from heinous evil prevalent in the world,

You'll find her in the century old fossil impregnated with a pellucid
demeanor; silently yet effusively portraying the tale of existence
before a thousand years,

You'll find her in the parachute bobbing indolently under the breeze;
gently hovering down on the earth,

You'll find her in crusty flakes of snow; affably clinging to the glass
pane window of the dwelling,

You'll find her in the cheeks of a newly born offspring; the scarlet
tinge they acquire when he profusely cries,

You'll find her in the bedraggled beard of an old man; nictitating
enchantingly with the clean wind,

You'll find her in the sacerdotal bells dangling low in the temple;
giving out mesmerizing sounds when conscientiously strung,

You'll find her in vibrant colors of the gorgeous rainbow; announcing
its presence when water tumbled from the sky in dazzling brightness,

You'll find her in the saliently thick veins of emerald green betel
leaf; diffusing a ravishing aroma when meticulously chewed,

You'll find her in the heavily dunloped toddler pram; which sways
rhythmically; thereby putting the infant into a celestial calm,

You'll find her in trunk of the mammoth elephant; inhaling bucket fulls
of water from the river; sprinkling the same with rambunctious noises over
the unsuspecting parrots,

You'll find her protuberant neck of a pigeon; swelling it all the more
blatantly with the arrival of winter,

You'll find her in drifting weeds of algae; engendering a flurry of
incoherent ripples on the surface of the forlorn stream,

You'll find her in pot bellied ducks; discordantly croaking with their
flaccid and yellow beaks hoisting small fish from the lake,

You'll find her in the sneeze that turbulently hisses past slimy
nostrils; transforming the supremely sophisticated into natural humans,

You'll find her in all items of edible food; satiating the hunger of
millions of bowels perishing due to opprobrious poverty,

You'll find her in the juicy watermelon; yielding tantalizingly red
water when astutely squeezed,

You'll find her in the bushy squirrel scampering up and down the tree;
onerously gnawing at chunks of stolen jackfruit,

You'll find her in the mischievous faced chimpanzee; perfectly
emulating the actions of his civilized counterparts on the bustling street,

You'll find her in the cup of steaming filter coffee; which grants
loads of reprieve from the insurmountable cold,

You'll find her in the compassionate mascara circumventing the eyes;
granting them with that thoroughly effeminate look which they vehemently
desired,

You'll find her in all those benevolent leaders; who chalk egalitarian
policies for both the affluent and indigent alike,

You'll find her in the tears which sporadically flow down the cheek;
which culminate at instants of astronomical felicity,

You'll find her in sparkling waterfalls plummeting down the slope;
creating an ingratiating gurgling sound after kissing the earth,

You'll find her in appetizing candy cones overflowing with sweet
raspberry; instantly pacifying even the most pernicious of personalities,

You'll find her in the jagged oars of a boat; securely maneuvering the
bleary eyed passengers to the shore,

You'll find her in raw chunks of mud; which discharge an exquisite
redolence soon after the first spell of rain,

You'll find her in plain strings which the sister ties to her brother
on his wrist; symbolizing a perpetual bond of unbiased love,

You'll find her in the soft toys that a child incessantly plays with;
fomenting unprecedented smiles on his lips,

You'll find her in underground cloistered tunnels; which provide
unsurpassable reprieve to millions during times of pugnacious war,

You'll find her in the nascent seed; which later gives birth to the
gigantic sized tree,

You'll find her in nostalgic memories of the past; making an adult
reminiscent about his boisterous childhood,

You'll find her in the pulp of ripened banana; producing a fabulous
flavour when masticated,

You'll find her in every incommensurate footprint on this earth;
depicting the presence of a tangibly breathing entity,

You'll find her in the blood circulating through your veins; instilling
the energy to exist with the unfurling of each second,

You'll find her in the eyes of your beloved; prompting you to
audaciously leap into the sea of adventure,

You'll find her in every heart throbbing beside you; intensely
reinvigorating the spirit to uninhibitedly live,

And you didn’t need to spend a single penny to purchase her; a moment
to applaud her; for all you needed to do was to profusely blend with
nature and humanity; and you'll find her automatically,

For she was none other than the supremely omnipresent "GODDESS OF
LOVE".

55. HUNCH BACKED CAMEL

It bore the acrimonious tyranny of scorching sun round the year;
leaving bold footprints in the dust it tread,

Traversed incessantly through blistering soil; with sandy winds blowing
across its eyes,

Ambled languidly in the brilliant day; increasing its pace a trifle at
the onset of night,

Intermittently munched parrot green tentacles of rustic cactus;
immensely relished the dry meal of leaf and thorn,

Occasionally rubbed its slender neck against the sandpaper skin of wild
tree; raising its eyes toward the almighty residing in heaven,

Angrily swished the scanty clusters of hair on its tail; to drive away
scores of petulant mosquitoes,

Wore a bedraggled rope dangling loose from its neck; a cushioned saddle
riveted to its angular sculptured body; Intricate pieces of leather
wound to its mouth; to maneuver it through labyrinth of routes,

Possessed a firm pair of hooves; which glistened all the more
profoundly in the sunbeams and looked mesmerizing under the placid moon,

Had a slimy nose with gaping nostrils; which remained wet despite the
acrid warmth irrevocably prevailing,

Spawned many of its kind; suckling its young ones utterly bereft of a
cloistered shade,

Walked marathon distances in a single day; unrelentingly stepping on
islands of steaming land,

Stooped down as much as it could; when confronted with tumultuous
whirlpools blowing with full might,

Moaned in high pitched exuberance as it sighted a solitary stream;
storing the water for months till it found a fresh source,

Gallantly fought an army of disdainful crabs; audaciously kicked loose
rocks that came its way,

Seldom shed its tears; overwhelmingly inspiring those who feared life
to come out of their nonexistent shells,
Had a passion to bask under the dazzling sun; thoroughly detested
crystal blue patches in the sky being obfuscated by clouds,

It had remained as stoical as omnipotent god under the most bizarre of
circumstances; refraining to flounder under the pugnacious heat,

Was quite glad to adopt the sizzling silver sands as its companion for
life; even dreaming about the same while in deep sleep,

I offer my humble salutations to this silent warrior; as my "HUNCH
BACKED CAMEL" carries me through the colossal expanse of the Sahara desert.

56. RAIN, RAIN AND UNSTOPPABLY RAIN

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
lugubriously famished leaves; which wailed in
unrelentingly incongruous unison; for those eternally
blissful droplets of water,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
fathomless mounds of fetidly acrid mud; which
inevitably wanted to be refreshingly washed; since
years immemorial,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
miserably asphyxiated deserts; whose tears had
cadaverously metamorphosed into treacherously
meaningless sands; vindictively stabbing countless in
the afternoon heat,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
innocuously pristine cattle and animals; who were
these days solely busy; in counting each other’s
haplessly shriveled cartilage of horrifically
emaciated bones,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
forlornly barren beds of the boundless ocean; which
had gruesomely died till the very last bone of their
non-existent spines,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
pricelessly new born infants; who embraced death by
the countless numbers; in the unsparingly diabolical
heat of the Sun,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
chunks of lividly impotent mud; from the periphery of
which there sprouted nothing else but an indescribably
fuming battalion of pugnaciously distorted cracks,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
impoverished villagers; whose inarticulately mud-caked
abodes pathetically melted; under the undying fury of
the heartlessly charring Sun,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
dolorously dried meadows of grass; which exuded into
unfathomable mortuaries of sadistic blood; rather than
a festoon of enchantingly golden dew-drops,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
dogmatically sweating scalps and skins; which could
suffer from any instant from a complete nervous
breakdown; without the tiniest droplet of water in
their taps,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
lecherously empty wells which fretted in the aisles of
decrepit oblivion; with their innumerable tumblers of
water now despondently replaced by impugning dust,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
unfinished lamenting desires of true lovers; which
could royally fructify only when two voluptuously wet
bodies; invincibly united into one sensuous breath,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
unlimited ingredients of the ruthlessly scorched
atmosphere; whose living ghost tirelessly haunted and
imperiled; even the most celestially bountiful of victory,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
vituperatively parched lips; which hurled an
unsurpassable volley of incoherent abuse; as whenever
they desperately opened; all they could taste was
sordidly tormented mud,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
resplendently inscrutable forests; which now resembled
robotically devastated factories of sacrilegiously
monotonous charcoal,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
unfortunately doomed nostrils; which had nothing else
but disdainfully belligerent bellows of venomous smoke
to quintessentially inhale,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
rustic farmers with endless kilometers of land; but
from whose soil sprouted nothing else but the most
brutally lambasting curses of starvation,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those
penuriously strangulated throats; from which emanated
only the most cursedly discordant wails of
preposterously imprisoning helplessness,

And If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all
those immortally passionate hearts; which had now
transformed into the epitomes of satanically
unforgivable infidelity; in absence of the most
unconquerable elixir required to sustain life,

Please open your vivaciously undefeated belly O!
Omnipotent Sky; please culminate into the most
thunderously voluptuous of clouds; and please
torrentially rain; rain; rain and unstoppably RAIN.

57. IF YOU CUT A TREE; YOU CUT YOUR OWN MOTHER.

You’re not just cutting the tree’s artistically
slender branches; but by doing so you’re infact
barbarously cutting the inimitably priceless hands of
triumphantly vivacious Mother Nature,

You’re not just plucking the tree’s gorgeously affable
leaves; but by doing so you’re infact torturously
plucking the unparalleled divine sensitivity; of
spellbindingly undefeated Mother Nature,

You’re not just indenting the tree’s poignantly
gregarious trunk; but by doing so you’re infact
sadistically indenting the unassailably jubilant
chastity of unbelievably proliferating Mother Nature,

You’re not just abusing the tree’s incongruously
uninhibited contours; but by doing so you’re infact
outrageously abusing the pricelessly unabashed swirl
of peerlessly undefeated Mother Nature,

You’re not just defecating on the tree’s innocuously
protruding and sprawled roots; but by doing so you’re
infact sacrilegiously defecating on the unshakably
redolent embodiments of wondrously enthralling Mother Nature,

You’re not just chopping the tree’s merrily swaying
tendrils; but by doing so you’re infact deliriously
chopping the perennially fructifying innocence of
gloriously Omnipotent Mother Nature,

You’re not just trimming the tree’s ecstatically
liberated outgrowths; but by doing so you’re infact
unnecessarily trimming the beautifully venerated womb
of victoriously blessing Mother Nature,

You’re not just kicking the tree’s bountifully
untainted stem; but by doing so you’re infact
ruthlessly kicking the sacredly spawning bosom of
brilliantly unfettered Mother Nature,

You’re not just peeling the tree’s rustically majestic
corrugations; but by doing so you’re infact
pervertedly peeling the invincibly silken skin of
effulgently burgeoning Mother Nature,

You’re not just burning the tree’s unflinchingly
valiant wood; but by doing so you’re infact insanely
burning the fearlessly formidable strength of
ebulliently cavorting Mother Nature,

You’re not just victimizing the tree’s indisputably
royal foliage; but by doing so you’re infact
truculently victimizing the insuperably unbridled
sensuality of ubiquitously ever-pervading Mother Nature,

You’re not just disorienting the tree’s ardently
boisterous nests; but by doing so you’re infact
hedonistically disorienting the eclectically
fascinating solar plexus of royally everlasting Mother Nature,

You’re not just ridiculing the tree’s endlessly
inscrutable labyrinth of hollows; but by doing so
you’re infact nefariously ridiculing the unfathomably
enigmatic belly of stupendously ameliorating Mother Nature,

You’re not just jailing the tree’s effervescently
nubile body with an unceasing jugglery of devilishly
stabbing electric wire; but by doing so you’re infact
unforgivably jailing the infallibly supreme identity
of impeccably Omnipresent Mother Nature,

You’re not just nailing the tree’s immortally fragrant
heart; but by doing so you’re infact diabolically
nailing the celestially undaunted fabric of
ecstatically frolicking Mother Nature,

You’re not just dumping the tree’s philanthropically
unimpeachable cradle with your fetid garbage can
trash; but by doing so you’re infact reproachfully
dumping the mellifluously humming mouth of exuberantly
evolving Mother Nature,

You’re not just bombarding the tree’s timelessly
gargantuan splendor; but by doing so you’re infact
baselessly bombarding the perennially beautiful
virility of unlimitedly stupefying Mother Nature,

You’re not just spitting upon the tree’s resplendently
beaming face; but by doing so you’re infact
unpardonably spitting on the impregnably spotless
heavenliness of vivaciously magical Mother Nature,

You’re not just uprooting the tree from its very
eternally compassionate soil; but by doing so you’re
infact sinfully uprooting the quintessentially blessed
existence of benevolently healing Mother Nature,

So always remember O! salaciously greedy man; that the
next time you wretchedly pulverize; abuse; trade and
victimize Mother Nature; you’ll be infact demonically
asphyxiating your very own Omniscient mother to the
most ghastly death; as your’s and everyone else’s
mother was first and foremost born out of the womb of
Mother Nature; was first and foremost the child of
unconquerable Mother Nature Divine.

58. THUNDERBOLTS OF RAIN

Normally when I started back for home; I commenced my
journey languidly eating pop-corn; aimlessly kicking
small stones that came in my way,
While today I tripped each time I raised my foot;
relinquished all capacity to sight objects even a foot
further.

Normally when I started back for home; I hummed
melodious tunes; smiling flirtatiously at every girl I
encountered on the way,
While today I looked at my watch a million times;
grunted in exasperation as I couldn’t bear to see the
disdainful blotches of slush adhering all across my
immaculate shirt.

Normally when I started back for home; I winked
mischievously at the sun; took marathon minutes in
idling my scooter to full gear,
While today I trembled in the icy winds; felt utterly
miserable as my feather weight shoes; felt as heavy as
heavy ships floating on the sea.

Normally when I started back for home; I waved goodbye
to all my colleagues; wishing them a blissful and
tranquil sleep,
While today as I stepped out in the ominous dark; I
closed my ears in alarm; to shun the chaotic
pandemonium of horns and blaring traffic.

Normally when I started back for home; I phoned my
wife on the mobile; romancing dreamily for long
minutes about our experiences of the past;
While today I emptied my pants of all contraptions and
my wallet; scampered for safety like a rabbit for
under gigantic branches of the tree.

Normally when I started for home; my mind wandered
rampantly; envisaging all the delectable delicacies
which I would consume for supper in the night,
While today the food in my stomach churned in nervous
energy; almost strangulating my senses as it tried to
puke out from my mouth.

Normally when I started for home; I always made it a
rule to halt my vehicle at signals; thereby letting
others pass peacefully before I proceeded further,
While today my foot refrained to leave the
accelerator; as I sky rocketed cursing the skies; at
electric speeds towards my dwelling.

Normally when I started for home; I stopped
frequently in the way to munch sandwiches; smoked a
cigarette or two in the crowded shopping square,
While today my sole focus was to wade myself
dexterously through the rivers overflowing; protecting
my cherished checkbook from getting soiled.

Normally when I started for home; I spent good amount
of time choosing my favorite pen; for signing the
company guestbook,
While today I virtually dropped all what I was
carrying; dragged my weight outside like a charged
volcano; running at full speed and at the same time
yelling at the top of my breath.

And Normally when I started for home; the skies were
crystal clear; with the Sun god about to set
splendidly into the horizon; the birds chirping
boisterously to announce the onset of cool night,
While today the reason for my behaving insane; was
that there were streaks of white lightening in the
sky; with thunderbolts of rain pelting in uncouth fury
all over.

59. JUST A MINUTE TO DESTRUCTION

The tree took a century to grow to unprecedented
limits; blossoming into boundless branches and
resplendent foliage,
And it took you just a minute to chop it to the
ground; with barbaric strokes of your gleaming
pickaxe.

The mountains took thousands of years to evolve; with
their summits towering handsomely towards the sky;
camouflaged in a heap of pristine snow,
And it took you just a minute to pulverize their
blissful demeanor to flimsy ash; bombarding them
ruthlessly with your hi-tech and contemporary bombs.

The colorful tribes trespassing on the planet took
several decades to spawn; indulging into a myriad of
festivity and sacrosanct beliefs,
And it took you just a minute to make them the most
acrimonious of enemies; poisoning their minds against
each other; with your deceiving and manipulative talk.

The tantalizingly salty waters of the ocean took
centuries to form; harboring an ingratiating variety
of fish and vivacious coral weeds,
And it took you just a minute to adulterate its entire
visage; dropping abominable buckets of crude oil from
the ship.

The atmosphere took infinite births to be created;
kissing every part of the globe with its silken
caress,
And it took you just a minute to pollute it
indiscriminately; blowing obnoxious gases from your
vehicle; at a full throttle.

The soil took millions of years to preserve wells of
precious liquid; entrapping droplets of scintillating
water deep within its core,
And it took you just a minute to savagely plunder its
harmony; inserting your hydraulic and contemporary
drilling equipment to empty it; till it cried.

The cow wandering timidly on the slopes took loads of
agonizing time to fill the colossal buckets with its
milk; each globule of white oozing having the
fortitude to outclass the most ingenious of vitamins
single handedly,
And it took you just a minute to blend it with cheap
saliva; to augment its quantity; before you
commercially sold it to unsuspecting customers.

The old men and women spent their entire lifetimes to
incessantly worship and revere their culture and
heritage; sacrificed their heads to prevent even a
single blemish from infiltrating into their land,
And it took you just a minute to ruthlessly transgress
across them; satanically maraud their ideals; and
embracing alien winds just because they suited your
taste.

The World Trade Center took countless months to
construct; sheltered thousands of individuals; some of
the most innovative brains from all across the
continent,
And it took you just a minute to squelch it to bellows
of black dust; using your cowardly and diabolical mind
to smash it with airplanes; having innocent people
trapped inside.

It took more than times ever perceivable to harness
the spirit of love; spreading it like wild fire into
the heart of every human being walking on this soil;
every palpable entity gallivanting with a glimmer of
hope in its eyes,
And it took you just a minute to completely destroy
its mesmerizing essence; leaving it no scope at all to
flourish with all your killings; war and hostility.

60. RAINBOW

Violent streaks of nail polish V IOLET,
circular shades of flaming I NDIGO,
fat smear of bright parrot G REEN,
thick envelope of heavenly cloud B LUE,
thin smudges of neglected dirty Y ELLOW,
peripheral paint lines of blazing O RANGE,
encapsulating outlines of deathly R ED,
prompted by brilliant sunshine in cascading rain,
sky patches of light blue,
sun ball shining in full heat at boiling point,
thin wisps of pale white cloud cover,
dispersed in distant boundaries of the sun,
shriveled to an iota of their traditional attire,
which is dark grey with blushes of black,
now discharging rain in sunlight,
forming a perfect VIGBYOR rainbow,
to the unconquered delight of living organism,
existing in spiceless moments of worldly life.

61. CHANGING FACES OF WEATHER

Flashes of red swept across my eyes,
blended with infinite dust particles of atmosphere,
as fireballs of sun blazed through the sky,
penetrating sapphire blue cloud covers,
falling in strong beams of light,
lightening dull patches of suspended moisture,
filtering stringently through transparent tree leaf,
submerging the entire galaxy with enchanting golden,
fumigating stale drain water with shades of boiling heat,
scorching naked stone pebbles strewn on beds of the
mountain river.

The car seat rocked violently,
tender bones of my body reverberated with mounting speeds,
curtain spreads of green rushed past my vision,
meandering curves of the valley descended towards the horizon, hordes of wild monkey occasionally danced on car roof, a camouflage of ripened banana hung from tall tree,
orphan splinters of ice cascaded down the valley,
a battalion of Christmas pine projected from terrain
trajectory, the tropical weather displayed erratic fluctuation,
vast layers of crystal sky developed blotches of dirty grey,
bright spots of sunshine were overpowered by
thunderous cloud ravishing smiles crept from angular corners of my mouth, i then stretched my feet in the cozy interiors of my
crimson Mercedes, as gigantic droplets of rain pelted in fury,
from the sky which now resembled, white canvas painted with pure deathly black.

62. 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?

63. JUST A SINGLETON RAY OF BLESSED SUNSHINE

Every bit of frigidly decaying feces; forever metamorphosed into
optimistically lush green meadows of perennially redolent; grass,

Every bit of hedonistically murderous lie; forever metamorphosed into the ultimate summit of gloriously unflinching and pristinely unparalleled;
truth,

Every bit of egregiously vindictive darkness; forever metamorphosed into cisterns of magically mitigating and endlessly blazing; golden light,

Every bit of deliriously raunchy sadism; forever metamorphosed into the fabric of celestially ameliorating and timeless priceless; selflessness,

Every bit of maliciously stabbing corruption; forever metamorphosed into a paradise of benevolently ever-pervading and timelessly unconquerable; honesty,

Every bit of bizarrely maiming poverty; forever metamorphosed into a sky of eternally resplendent and blissfully burgeoning; humanitarian richness,

Every bit of treacherously penalizing abhorrence; forever metamorphosed into a cistern of everlastingly radiant and effulgently compassionate; unity,

Every bit of sanctimoniously snobbish spuriousness; forever metamorphosed into a wind of beautifully egalitarian and wonderfully mollifying; humility,

Every bit of cynically ignominious bitterness; forever metamorphosed into a stream of unceasingly proliferating and majestically blessing; melody,

Every bit of venomously prejudiced war; forever metamorphosed into a heaven of inimitably priceless and triumphantly venerated; symbiotic harmony,

Every bit of unceremoniously flagrant atrocity; forever metamorphosed into a fireball of inexhaustibly vibrant and unimaginably emollient; compassion,

Every bit of inexplicably deteriorating sadness; forever metamorphosed into a garland of ardently unbreakable and victoriously ecstatic; felicity,

Every bit of disgustingly deplorable racialism; forever metamorphosed into a field of unassailably Omnipotent and royally unalterable; oneness,

Every bit of deplorably shriveled weakness; forever metamorphosed into a mountain of intrepidly fortified and synergistically mellifluous; strength,

Every bit of cadaverously morbid ghost; forever metamorphosed into the chapters of beautifully uninterrupted and vividly euphoric; existence,

Every bit of hopelessly shattered faith; forever metamorphosed into an apostle of perpetually Omniscient and miraculous blessing; peace,

Every bit of dreadfully cancerous disease; forever metamorphosed into the elixir of sensuously charismatic and tirelessly virile; life,

Every bit of diabolically fretful indolence; forever metamorphosed into a waterfall of ebulliently enthralling and adventurously poetic; freshness,

Every bit of traumatically ghoulish night; forever metamorphosed into a
valley of altruistically benign and insuperably godly; Sunshine,

Every bit of disparagingly delinquent boredom; forever metamorphosed into a forest of inscrutably mesmerizing and fearless unfettered; adventure,

Every bit of profanely criminal imprisonment; forever metamorphosed into the leaves of ubiquitously uplifting and bountifully charming; freedom,

Every bit of insanely victimizing mania; forever metamorphosed into a cradle of impeccably boundless and exotically unmatched; fantasy,

Every bit of baselessly debauch chicanery; forever metamorphosed into a smile of innocently unconquerable and spell bindingly holistic; childhood,

Every bit of mundanely decrepit manipulation; forever metamorphosed into a pathway of passionately fertile and infallibly princely; righteousness,

Every bit of lividly worthless betrayal; forever metamorphosed into a hive of Immortally blessing and Omnipresently coalescing; love,

Every bit of wretchedly anguished death; forever metamorphosed into a cloudburst of unceasingly resuscitating and jubilantly euphoric; breath,

With just a singleton beam of brilliantly uninterrupted golden; with just a singleton spark of undefeatable golden; with just a singleton wand of magical golden winking from the heavens; with just a singleton ray of free and blessed Sunshine from the Omnipresent sky

64. GO GREEN

"Green" is enchantment unparalleled; transforming every beleaguered
bone on disdainfully crackled earth; into a festoon of undying
replenishment till times beyond eternity,

"Green" is the ultimate magicians wand; perpetuating every speck of
the atmosphere with a tranquil so victorious; that it became the smile of each symbiotic countenance alive,

"Green" is the most everlastingly compassionate caress of nature
divine; royally accommodating infinite organisms of different shapes, sizes, color and charm into a blanket of invincible frolic and togetherness,

"Green" is the most pricelessly inimitable definition of freshness;
incessantly spawning into the undefeated dazzle of optimistic dawn; to enlighten the entire Universe with the colors of brilliant newness,

"Green" is every sore eye's perpetual delight; wholesomely shrugging
off every wretched insinuation of monotonous commercialism; with the effervescent new-born foliage of earth divine,

"Green" is the most supremely mollifying tonic to the incarcerated
soul; alleviating the most inconspicuous of its sorrow with undying enigmatic whispers; which reverberated till beyond the infinite,

"Green" is the most fragrantly uninhibited dance of every organism
alive; as the unsurpassable buckets of rain; pelted unfettered from the belly of fathomless sky,

"Green" is the most pristine shade of prosperity at its unbelievable
hilt; shimmering like a new born child replete with only happiness in every flamboyant ray of the sun and the equally royally moonlit night,

"Green" is the destiny which never ever dies; astoundingly
proliferating into a boundless landscapes of blooming life; which made the most parasitic robots as the greatest poets till as long as God's earth survived,

"Green" symbolizes the most blissfully perfect truce between austere
white and diabolical black; where the winds of majestic moderation transit every living being to the paths of bountiful righteousness,

"Green" nullifies the very non-existent roots of anarchic depression;
profoundly enthralling one and all in the neighborhood with the
tantalizing vivaciousness of a fairy; who'd descended down solely to magnetize rustic soil,

"Green" evokes unconquerable desire in every ingredient of the blood;
to be one and in perfect unison with Mother nature; let the unbridled beauty of her endless creations harness every aspect of impoverished
existence,

"Green" makes you the most unabashed artist alive; as you
bewilderingly fathom for the starting point and the horizons; on the
infinite canvas of the Lord's panoramic sanctuary,

"Green" makes you the most passionate lover on trajectory of the
endless planet; damning all inhibitions to the corpse as you fervently rolled into grasslands of desire—breath intermingled with the breath of your beloved,

"Green" is an ever-pervading rainbow; which charms even the most
deadened of mortuary with its rustle and innocent grace; sprinkling quintessential ounces of vibrant life wherever it mystically crept,

"Green" is the ultimate harbinger of all peace and unity on the
distraught globe; as it vanquishes every sinister trail of the
barbarously marauding devil; with the freshness of love; creation and
blessed fruits of the divine,

"Green" radiates an unshakable aura of optimism to the farthest
quarter of the world; maintaining the most unbelievably perfect
equilibrium between the sky; the earth and diminutive man trespassing in-between,

"Green" represents the free spirit of every continent; race; wind and
space under the sky; immortally continuing the chapters of God's
sacred creation; by timelessly proliferating into an infinite more of
its color and kind,

Therefore what are you waiting for. Go Green. Plant a tree in every
barren bit of space that you could lay your hands upon. And then
witness your sown children become the most undivided race of
togetherness; friendship; love and peace; even centuries after you
were dead.

65. BECOMING ONE IN MIND; BODY AND SPIRIT-AS THE SUNLIGHT KISSED

As it kissed the frigidly shriveled leaves of the tree; they suddenly simmered with boisterous currents of rhapsodic life; abruptly ending
the era of all that was rotten with adulterated man-made filth,

As it kissed the lackadaisically stagnant swamps of water; they
suddenly metamorphosed into a fantabulous effervescent river; charming
one and all with its undulating ripples of unparalleled ecstasy,

As it kissed the sullenly polluted particles of dust; they suddenly
became the most poignantly enthralling breeze of victory; mesmerizing
living kind of all ages and shapes with the freshness of priceless life,

As it kissed the rocks miserably eroded with ominous bomb; they
suddenly stood with their chests unflinching and high; with an
alacrity now undefeated by any sinful artificial man or machine,

As it kissed the parsimonious layers of brutally pulverized soil;
they suddenly transformed into an uninhibited womb of procreation;
now feeling relieved of all angst; fertilizer and robotized greed,

As it kissed the disdainfully trembling roots of the tree; they
suddenly started to glow in anticipation of a fearless next life;
forming the most blissful bonds of perpetuity with royal crusts of
sacrosanct soil,

As it kissed the lividly lame weeds aimlessly squandering on the ocean; they suddenly sprang up with an untamed leap towards the sky; saluting the Almighty Divine with every euphoric rise of the frosty wave,

As it kissed the silken webs shattered by barbarous prejudices of man; they suddenly coalesced together in the most perfect rhyme of all times; with each of their strand being an everlasting testimonial to the spirit of a united living kind,

As it kissed the sinister dungeons fretting and fuming in labyrinths of dark; they suddenly blazed in the full fervor of optimistic existence; yearning to lead each instant of life with an untiring exuberance to embrace and not to jail,

As it kissed the pockets of clouds scattered into a boundless bits;
they suddenly radiated in the true Omnipotent Light of the Lord;
blessing an infinite raindrops of goodness upon every deplorably estranged territory of planet divine,

As it kissed the eyeballs submerged into a corpse of gruesome
blackness; they suddenly experienced the unparalleled fieriness to conquer each aspect of holistic existence; with the rays of compassion; peace; love and truth,

As it kissed the wavering eerie mists of the penalizing night; they suddenly beamed into a whole new chapter of a brilliantly lit tomorrow; whose rays enlightened the entire planet to unite in threads of perennial friendship,

As it kissed the non-existent shadow of the raunchily marauding devils; they suddenly entered the scepter of a new-found blessed life; whose aura of immortal love vanquished every trace of sin & lies-- forever and ever and ever,

As it kissed the umpteen blades of squeamishly fetid moist grass; they suddenly started to emanate the scent of victory; miraculously rising in unison towards the heaven---in the most vibrantly united fortress of green,

As it kissed the irately squabbling religions of Hinduism; Islam;
Christianity; Buddhism---they suddenly became the most bountifully unconquerable religion of humanity—a religion which was made for one and all by the Omnipresent Lord Divine,

As it kissed the woefully wounded---wailing every moment to somehow escape the grave; they suddenly levitated into bits of open blue sky; united hand in hand under just one Omnipotent Light of truth from the
Creator,

As it kissed perverted minds rampantly ravaging the fabric of
impeccable humanity; they suddenly started to resound in the song of togetherness and calm; charring most insouciant iota of devilry to the invisible ashes,

And as the "Sunlight" simultaneously kissed my heart whilst kissing all of the above; I suddenly became one in mind; body; spirit and till the very last breath of my existence; with every element of the atmosphere; earth; sky and Universe around me; and with every single one of them

66. ARE YOU READY TO FULFILL THE TREE’S LAST WISH ?

You unsparingly spat leftovers of your food on its innocent body---yet
the same tree granted you the most tranquil contentment under its
branches; as the afternoon glare fiercely torched even the last bone
of your creaking spine,

You ruthlessly plucked a plentiful of its leaf without any reason or
rhyme---yet the same tree enamored you with boundless an untold story;
as you slumped your entire weight in tiredness; across its majestic
trunk,

You barbarously scratched it to express frustration for your penurious
life--- yet the same tree healed even the most inexplicably bleeding
of your wounds; as you perched in its magical shadow which radiated
immortal love,

You inhumanely dug a countless nails into its body to hang your
belongings--- yet the same tree stood like an infallible fortress
between you and the storm; perpetuating nothing but rejuvenating
friendship into every pore of your frigidly shivering skin,

You insidiously drilled a hole through it to keep sight of your
enemy---- yet the same tree transformed each of its tears into
blessings just for you; to give you new direction and fortitude to
righteously pursue chapters of a truthful life,

You venomously reduced it into a practice punching bag as you pummeled
its form with your daily morning kicks and blows--- yet the same tree
imparted supreme enlightenment to your waveringly beleaguered vision;
with its entrenchment of vivacious green,

You insanely emptied all brutal lead in your gun into its unflinching
body as it served as the best target range---- yet the same tree
provided royal shelter in its top branches to your trembling form; as
you hurriedly scampered up to escape the satanic wolves,

You cannibalistically slit its throat an umpteen times to crackle up
your night with that quintessential firewood---yet the same tree
welcomed you with the most everlasting embrace of its swishing arms
and leaf; as every of your beguilingly merciless kin had deserted you
to die of solitude,

You vindictively defecated; vomited; urinated at its stem; to show you
give a damn—yet the same tree blessed and showered you with a festoon
of feathers; leaves; raindrops and goodness; with every single draught
of gusty wind; and made you feel like an ultimate prince,

You diabolically whipped it with your waist-belt and walking stick to
release the volcanic energy of your numb shoulder and palm---yet the
same tree befriended you with kisses of love; as you clung to it like
a child when the devastating earthquake struck,

You hurled on it every abuse you'd learnt in the process of your life
as you knew it hadn't the power to retaliate---yet the same tree gave
you the ultimate pillow to sleep on every night in its compassionately
protruding roots; when the hole in your tattered pockets grew larger
by the minute,

You indiscriminately butchered its body many a time to get rid of
unkempt weeds that loitered your spurious courtyard---yet the same
tree blossomed once again in due course of time taking its strength
from mother earth; only to bless you with that everlasting shade; cool
and mid-summer siesta,

You ominously inscribed many an enthusing shape on its body with your
knife only to woo your girlfriend to profess---yet the same tree saw
to it that your friendship immortalized into the truest of love;
courtesy its now gruesomely bleeding countenance split into livid
rags,

You tyrannically subjected it to all kinds of electricity; just to
assert how ingeniously you'd proved that it too had life---yet the
same tree gave you a roof for your house when it'd blown away;
chivalrously gave you its fruit to eat when your bowels were on the
verge of spewing famished blood,

You belligerently stripped it of all its flower every morning to
empower your flower shop with its lifeless roots and scent---yet the
same tree gave you that much missing whistle in your monotonous
existence; tantalizing you to fantasize about all goodness on this
fathomless planet,

You sadistically burnt every bit of its charm on the spurious pretext
that ghosts were stuck to it---yet the same tree once again evolved
into a kingly assortment of flowers; leaves and silken branch; to
comfort you in your bizarre sadness and prove that it was nothing but
nature's ultimate gift to all mankind,

You greedily snatched its newborn tendrils each day to farcically
brush the already shines whites of your teeth--- yet the same tree
bore the brunt of every heinous sword; stone and bomb on its naked
body; singlehandedly wading off the fanatic mob; invincibly guarding
you as you snored,

You unthinkably let countless of it felled down to read your books on
lavish paper instead of switching over to e-books--- yet the same tree
continued to enlighten your nostrils with its scent of a united earth;
as you fancily flipped through your novel pages extracted from its
pristine bark,

And even as you were about to criminally extricate it from its very
roots to make way for your new dwelling----the tree only asked you to
fulfill its final wish---that was to plant it at some place else;
where it'd once again catch root by the grace of God - continue to
bless you with unsurpassable cisterns of luck; happiness; contentment;
fantasy; shade and charm as it blossomed up towards blue sky,

So are you ready to forgive it as it had also forgiven you a countless
times; Are you ready to fulfill the Tree's one last wish ?

67. DEHRADUN AND MUSSORRIE ( INDIA ) .

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 .

The End

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If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother – Poems on Environment , Wildlife , Mother Nature , Global Warming

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