this gorgeously fathomless Universe,
Don’t make me immune to immortally Omniscient martyrs; but make me boundlessly immune to all those who insipidly ridiculed and forlornly condemned their acts of gloriously altruistic heroism,
Don’t make me immune to the voluptuous shadows of sensuousness; but make me overwhelmingly immune to all those tried to burn them in the swirl of abominably
clockwork machinery,
Don’t make me immune to ingratiatingly enigmatic mysticism; but make me truculently immune to all those believing in nothing else but the disdainfully boring
ticktocking of time,
Don’t make me immune to synergistically surviving wildlife; but make me entirely immune to all those beheading innocent animals; just to placate that inconspicuously extra bit of taste in their nonchalant tongues,
Don’t make me immune to eternally fructifying friendship; but make me uncompromisingly immune to all those salaciously trying to poison it with the fangs
of indescribably sordid greed,
Don’t make me immune to blissfully earthly and panoramically natural sounds; but make me indomitably immune to all those agonizingly trying to trample them; with the voices of threadbare superficiality,
Don’t make me immune to the heavenly seductive cisterns of pungent breath; but make me timelessly immune to all those wanting to deliberately snap it; with maelstroms of indiscriminately unending hatred,
And don’t make me immune to the immortally sacrosanct chapters of love and the heart O! Almighty Lord; but make me perpetually immune to all those not harboring
respect for them; paving their way ahead in life like cold-blooded parasites.
12. BE FANATIC
Be fanatic; but solely for your fabulously glorious art; incessantly drowning in its stupendously ingratiating glory; irrespective of what the uncouth society said,
Be fanatic; but solely for your philanthropic deeds; indefatigably helping all those tormented whom you encountered in your way; with the inherently blossoming benevolence in your palms,
Be fanatic; but solely for your friendship; manifesting it into the most invincible force on this Universe; an unconquerable strength which handsomely mitigated pathetically shivering living kind,
Be fanatic; but solely for your fantasy; unrelentingly dreaming in the aisles of uncurbed desire; instilling fireballs of desire in every entity dithering lackadaisically towards hopeless extinction,
Be fanatic; but solely for the magnificent beauty you witnessed; entrenching yourself profusely in its royal swirl; disseminating its ravishingly enthralling essence; to each gloomy corner of this Universe,
Be fanatic; but solely for the benevolence lingering profoundly in your soul; indefatigably endeavoring your best to metamorphose all lechery on planet earth;
once again into a blissful paradise,
Be fanatic; but solely for the blood in your veins; the ubiquitously scarlet color of which united you irrefutably with every religion of this world,
Be fanatic; but solely for the magnanimous smiles on your rubicund lips; the rhapsodically uninhibited joy; which enlightened disastrously impoverished lives with
optimistic rays of hope,
Be fanatic; but solely for the enchantingly golden perspiration that dribbled from your body; the scent of supremely satisfying hardwork; proving as a messiah for all those rotting in the land of satanically dilapidated; shortcuts,
Be fanatic; but solely for the unfathomably melodious sounds that uttered from your throat; bonding horrifically devastated souls with the unprecedented harmony in
your voice,
Be fanatic; but solely for the insurmountable fruits of nature you harnessed and cherished; while the manipulative world outside; feasted on sleazy peppermint and whiningly adulterated wine,
Be fanatic; but solely for the Herculean fortitude in your countenance; the unflinching spirit with which you surged forward towards the corridors of prosperity; uplifting your orphaned mates to light a perennial smile to their shattered lives,
Be fanatic; but solely for the unfinished aspirations of your parents; at times achieving the most unsurpassably impossible; to let their souls sleep in eternally celestial rest,
Be fanatic; but solely for the impeccable child philandering in your bones; relentlessly frolicking in the lap of your sacrosanct mother; far away from the manipulatively diabolical vagaries of this planet; and the greedy licking a pile of worthless notes,
Be fanatic; but solely for the incomprehensible power in your wrists; massacring all trace of horrendously stinking evil; forever with your unshakable sword of impregnable righteousness,
Be fanatic; but solely for the ultimate passions engulfing each cranny of your diminutive caricature; rising above the astronomical summits of the towering mountains; to shake hands with the perpetually blazing Sun,
Be fanatic; but solely for your heart; incarcerating in it the soulmate of your dreams resisting all malice; sharing and propagating with her all the goodness you could have ever perceived; since the time you were born on mother earth,
Be fanatic; but solely for your chivalrously advancing footsteps; asking the Almighty to bless you with the magical prowess of transforming each step you tread on; into a paradise for the crumbling world outside,
And be fanatic; but solely for your life; ardently desiring to lead a countless more lives in a single lifetime; provided that you soared above the clouds as each day unveiled into an exotic night; affording the same to all fraternity of God’s precious living kind.
13. EVERY LIFE IS EMPTY
Every night is empty without its resplendent festoon of shimmering stars; paving a path of mysticism through the dreary morbidity all around,
Every desert is empty without its majestically glistening carpet of sands; royally rising and falling with the exuberantly blowing winds,
Every road is empty without its flurry of boisterously gallivanting traffic; granting new dimensions all the time; to its never ending repertoire of enigmatic curves and turns,
Every day is empty without its dynamically flamboyant Sun; bedazzling even the most remotely dilapidated corners of this Universe; with a garland of magnetically golden light,
Every throat is empty without its harmonious melody; the captivatingly rhapsodic sound; that catapulted even the most impoverished; to an enchanting entrenchment beyond realms of mesmerizing eternity,
Every mountain is empty without its irrefutably towering summits; kissing the clouds unflinchingly as they seductively drifted by; proving an ultimate exemplary to all other diminutive aspects of incarcerated life,
Every mind is empty without its unrelenting fountain of enthralling fantasies; relentlessly exploring; discovering; and evolving into a waterfall of stupendous newness; as each instant unveiled,
Every cloud is empty without its tantalizing droplets of rain; the unprecedented enthrallment that it spell bindingly bestowed upon this planet; with its profusely heavenly tumblers of water,
Every palm is empty without its unfathomable myriad of tingling destiny lines; the magnanimous bifurcations which astoundingly governed; stardom and horrendous
pitfalls in a mans life,
Every ocean is empty without its ecstatic fish; the voluptuously ravishing elixir that they imparted to the undulating waves; culminating into fireballs of desire before clashing against the scintillating rocks,
Every calendar is empty without its meticulous array of dates; the most euphoric depictions of days and weeks; propelling living kind on the path of radiantly blooming prosperity,
Every flower is empty without its fabulously gorgeous fragrance; the scent that handsomely pervaded even through the most heinous webs of uncouth lechery;
flooding dwindling souls all across the Universe; with vibrant light,
Every forest is empty without its untamed wilderness; the unsurpassable blend of leaf and animal and stream; which weaved cloud covers of unparalleled excitement,
Every
vein is empty without its scarlet rivulets of blood; the Omnipotent fuel to gush forward with insurmountable fervor in life; the only religion that bonded all human kind,
Every oyster is empty without its marvelously shimmering pearls; the incredulously embellished globule which fulminated into vivacious happiness,
Every canvas is empty without its vivid splashes of color; inundating the sullen atmosphere around with waves of poignant compassion; suddenly making drab
moments of life replete with astoundingly exotic charm,
Every conscience is empty without its invincible righteousness; the sacrosanct virtue which made every organism feel as the richest alive; massacring the very essence of blatantly coward lies; from the colossal trajectory of this planet,
Every heart is empty without its perpetual beats; the everlasting rhythm which bonded all across boundless earth; in thunderbolts of insatiable passion; alike,
And every life is empty without its immortal love; the unconquerable soul mate of its dreams; which was its very reason to dream of an infinite more lives; more
importantly in this lifetime; be blissfully breathing and alive.
14. EVERLASTING BEATS
Sinking countless kilometers beneath the rock bottom of my boots; as I witnessed the insurmountably gigantic dinosaur making a final countdown for my bones,
Triumphantly bouncing towards a land higher than the summit of paradise; as I achieved the most unprecedented ambition of my life,
Freezing ruthlessly to worse than a cold stone; as I heard the overwhelmingly gloomy news; about the ghastly accident of my beloved,
Thunderously leaping out of my ardent chest; as I encountered the most fantastically fabulous of my dreams; serendipitously by my side,
Escalating like a tumultuously rebellious inferno; when someone rubbed salt on my nascently raw wounds; in the worst of my times,
Philandering through the tunnels of insatiably tingling desire; as I romanced with the mate of my dreams; as streaks of electric lightening blazed ferociously in the cosmos,
Paralyzing to a frigidly dead bone; as I witnessed gargantuan flocks of unruly mob; torch thousands of innocent alive,
Melting like a philanthropically benevolent candle; when the impeccable child caught my hand; calling me father with profound newness lingering in the whites of his eye,
Wavering in profuse uncertainty; as I had to choose from amongst my sacrosanct mother and enchanting wife; both of whom I loved incomprehensibly; and alike,
Shivering more painstakingly than boundless avalanches of condensed ice; as I viewed my benign fellow mates; being lambasted traumatically from all sides,
Slithering in ecstatic frenzy in umpteenth directions; as I immaculately unveiled each ingenious artistry of my bountiful brain,
Compassionately fortifying itself like an impregnable fortress; when I unflinchingly marched towards the path of irrefutable truth; with the palms of my fellow comrades; invincibly entwined in mine,
Shrinking to fathomless times of its original size; as I heard my name in God’s list of those about to die; when I knew that this was the last time; of seeing my cherished ones alive,
Glistening to a shade more flamboyant than the rising Sun; as I made my parents proud of my conquests; proved it to the entire world outside; that I was equal to each droplet of my divinely mothers milk,
Dancing in remorseful solitude; as I knew I had committed the most heinous act of my life; as I knew that it was disparagingly hopeless; to reverse my quota of inadvertently performed misdeeds,
Forcefully fulminating to be instantaneously released; as I was imprisoned in the land of traitors; in the corridors of those who sinfully condemned God and priceless humanity,
Dying inconspicuously in its rudimentary roots; as I saw the magnanimous entity who gave me birth; being lowered down in her ghastly tomb,
And living an infinite lives in a single life; an infinite instants of happiness in a single moment; when it immortally bonded with the ultimate love of its fervently adventurous existence,
Was my passionately throbbing heart; unequivocally ensuring that I survived till my last breath as the richest man alive; a richness not able to be manipulated or purchased by any spurious wealth; a richness of its sacredly everlasting beats.
15. MORE STRANGER
Truth is sometimes stranger than; the most intriguing of spell binding fiction,
Reality is sometimes stranger than; the most unfathomably rhapsodic of fantasy; the dreams that insatiably lingered beyond the untamed realms of imagination,
Pragmatism is sometimes more stranger than; the most fascinating scriptures of art; the mesmerizing silhouettes of the incredulous valley,
Sunlight is sometimes more stranger than; the charismatic mysticism of the majestic night; the festoon of resplendently twinkling stars which shimmered relentlessly into a world of stupendous enthrallment,
Stones are sometimes more stranger than; the brazenly undulating ocean; unfurling into an unprecedented world of enigma; as each wave escalated towards boundlessly blue sky,
Alphabets are sometimes more stranger than; melodiously enchanting tunes; perpetually lingering in an ocean of supreme titillation and unbelievable excitement,
Sweat is sometimes more stranger than; surreally evoking shadow; royally blending with golden dust; at the onset of mesmerizing twilight,
Boredom is sometimes more stranger than; intransigently augmenting reverie; which casts its exotic spell for times beyond eternal eternity,
Honesty is sometimes more stranger than; surreptitiously curvaceous lies; astutely eluding and eloping in tunnels of unparalleled mystique,
Simplicity is sometimes more stranger than; voluptuously enamoring mascara; inevitably seducing the most sagacious; in webs of uncontrollable desire,
Staring is sometimes more stranger than; anecdotes of flirtatious winking; evoking a volcano of uncanny attraction; an electricity between entities; existing even poles apart,
Numerals are sometimes more stranger than; insurmountable lines of heavenly poetry; dancing in the aisles of romantic captivation and magnetic desire,
Rules are sometimes more stranger than; uninhibited dormitories of astronomical freedom; the incomprehensibly unrestricted will to do as you like,
Candidness is sometimes more stranger than; the opposite poles of two magnets; triggering fireballs of cataclysmic passion in the cosmos; the very instant that they met,
Unemployment is sometimes more stranger than; astounding versatility; the unbelievably miraculous prowess of a tangible organism to attempt infinite
things at a time,
Humility is sometimes more stranger than; the bountifully divine; spawning a whole new chapter of existence; as the winds of desire profusely descended,
Maturity is sometimes more stranger than; the innocuously bouncing infant; who discovered resplendently blossoming paradise; at every step he majestically tread,
Conventions are sometimes more stranger than; the compassionately gorgeous entrenchment of sizzling romance; desirously uniting two souls as one,
And death is sometimes more stranger; than vivaciously flamboyant life; which unfurled each tomorrow with waves of charming bliss; with summits of perpetual
happiness.
16. MY IMPOVERISHED LIFE
A robust framework of tantalizing flesh; for the pertinently hovering mosquito; stealthily eyeing it for his chance of devastating the same,
A titillating island of amalgamated mincemeat; for the murderously wandering lethal jawed crocodile,
A fascinating chunk of skin for the menacing scorpion; snaring its deadly pincers insidiously towards it; as the Sun transcended well beyond the horizons,
A golden raspberry; for the boisterously buzzing humming bee; relishing on its immaculately glowing periphery; to sing and celestially sleep,
A sporadically hollow trunk; for the merrily philandering squirrel; finding insurmountable heaven in t
he hollow caverns of its compassionate nostrils
and lips,
A ray of optimistic light; for the rampantly loitering worms; crawling into the flamboyantly dynamic apertures of its eye; as ghastly nightfall superceded the