Life = Death - volume 1 - Poems on Life , Death
It was very easy to speed up a car; as all you needed was to uncouthly press upon the accelerator,
But to freeze it completely in its footsteps was an insurmountable task; as the sedan swerved wildly on the wet tarmac; rotating umpteenth number of times; before achieving refined degrees of control.
It was very easy to light a cigarette; as all one required was a nimble flame emanating from the matchstick,
But to subside its flames was a Herculean task; as the lungs developed an insatiable addiction for the acrid smoke.
It was very easy to provoke a tiger; as all you needed was to poke it in its ribs; disdainfully drench it with water right in its den,
But it was an agonizing wait before the beast pacified; as it tore apart the flesh of several innocent; before eventually drifting into his afternoon siesta.
It was very easy to make a person blind; as you had to do was hurl a tumbler of fuming acid towards his immaculate face,
But to regain back sight was simply unattainable; as the blackness hovering over his eyes; became more intense with the fading light.
It was very easy to shatter a colossal ensemble of glass; as all you needed to
do was bang its surface coercively with hard stone,
But to recoup its fragments was a marathon job; as they lay scattered rampantly; and a majority concealed in black mud all around.
It was very easy to spend money; as all you had to do was purchase every
object that appeared enamoring to your eye, let it drizzle chivalrously from
your palms,
But to earn it back was overwhelmingly hard; as each penny acquired conscientiously; made you shed more than a million drops of your sweat.
It was very easy to say "I love you"; as all you needed to do was romanticize
incessantly in the tunnel of tantalizing romance,
But to sustain the same became stupendously difficult; as you had to fight an
head on battle with the sanctimonious society; break your back to suffice
daily fodder.
And it was very easy to kill a person; as all you had to do was ruthlessly compress the trigger of your gleaming gun,
But to revive back life proved wholesomely futile; as it was impossible to enter the territories of the omnipotent Creator.
32. THE ULTIMATE HISS OF DEATH.
Like an infinite brutal knives inexorably stabbing every tangible space of happiness; devastating every single aspect of my existence beyond the threshold of
sagacious repair,
Like infinite maelstroms of inexplicable despair; thwarting even the most infidel of my desire; to die the most excruciatingly gory death within the realms of my wailing soul,
Like an infinite nights of haplessly strangulating nightmares; each of which metamorphosed me into the ghosts of jinxed oblivion; even though I was
jubilantly alive,
Like an infinite thorns of truculently beheading disease; snapping every holistic fang of my existence; with the mortuaries of unparalleled misfortune and invidious blackness,
Like an infinite skeletons of tawdrily cursing nothingness; ghastily rendering every ounce of my poignant blood; to worthlessly debilitating and infinitesimal ash,
Like an infinite oceans of deplorably slandering blood; which intransigently drowned every dimension of my skull; to the acrimoniously unsparing rock bottom,
Like an infinite gallows of deliriously inexplicable depression; which morbidly injected the vials of lecherous helplessness; into each of my veins at a speed more vicious than the most uncontrolled thunderbolts of lightening,
Like an infinite devilish snakes slithering into vindictive wilderness; maiming even the most iridescently robust of my senses; with hedonistically penalizing venom,
Like an infinite ferociously undulating waves; which made me inevitably crumble on my very own feet like a pack of lugubriously impotent matchsticks; without the
tiniest of insinuation or prior warning,
Like infinite atrociously non-existent parasites; which cannibalistically devoured even the last ounce of enthusiasm from my impoverished demeanor; hopelessly discarding me to beg on the irascibly rambunctious roads,
Like an infinite germs of indispensably asphyxiating cancer; which slowly and slowly incarcerated even the most oblivious granule of triumph; in my bountifully celestial body,
Like an infinite murderously silent dungeons of imperiling boredom; stigmatizing each victoriously jostling nerve of mine; with unstoppable whirlpools
of carnivorously delinquent lechery,
Like infinite icicles of lecherously weeping lifelessness; which diabolically froze the very lastounce of virility in my blood; rendering me lividly castrated in the center of the beautifully bustling street,
Like an infinite wails of salaciously massacring meaninglessness; which ripped apart through even the most invisible fabric of my felicity; like an endless desert of maniacal victimization,
Like an infinite footsteps of unforgivably plundering crime; forever robbing every single element of my body; of its stupendously bewitching versatility,
Like an infinite cold-blooded cauldrons of esoteric perversions; subjugating my nimble form; to the coffins of the ominously marauding and sadistically torturous devil,
Like an infinite wails of the impiously strangulating witch; which gruesomely transformed even the most harmoniously spell binding of my fantasy; into the
ultimate apogees of pugnacious mayhem,
Like an infinite unfaithfully barren deserts; which wholesomely evaporated even the most mercurial trace of optimism from the chapters of my priceless life; without the slightest of my fault; reason or ostensible rhyme,
Like an infinite signatures of the horrifically prejudiced demon; which ruthlessly crucified even the most insouciant trace of my masculine identity; with the alphabets of unprecedented devastation,
Was the sorrow lingering deep in the dormitories of my innocent heart and soul; was the sorrow inhabiting every stream of blood that flowed through my veins; was the sorrow unmistakably reflecting from every quarter of my eye; was the sorrow that unabashedly cursed every righteously forward footstep of mine; was the sorrow that converted each of my golden breath into the ultimate hiss of death.
33. IF YOU DIDN’T WANT TO WAIT TILL THE NEXT SUNRISE.
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start optimistically illuminating every drearily lambasted arena of today’s sinful night; with the boundless fire of fearlessness in each of your ever-pervadingly altruistic footsteps,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start brilliantly illuminating every miserably asphyxiated cavern of today’s dolorous night; with the untamed fire of timelessly unbridled creativity in your brain,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start indefatigably illuminating every lugubriously crippled ingredient of today’s sordid night; with the uncurbed fire of miraculously ameliorating artistry in each of your resplendent fingers,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start interminably illuminating every wretchedly shriveled leaf of today’s ribald night; with the unsurpassable fire of everlastingly astounding virility in each of your bones,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start inexorably illuminating every tawdrily deteriorating element of today’s salacious night; with the invincible fire of eternal truth in your benign conscience,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start unstoppably illuminating every ghastily reproachful twig of today’s unpardonable night; with the undefeated fire of inimitably priceless symbiotism in each of your blessed veins,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start impregnably illuminating every hideously perverted cranny of today’s imperiling night; with the unshakable fire of effulgently resurgent enthusiasm in every naked pat
ch of your eyes,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start incessantly illuminating every treacherously demeaning shadow of today’s incarcerated night; with the unassailable fire of immeasurably bountiful sensuality; in each of your seductive eyelashes,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start unrelentingly illuminating every haplessly victimized labyrinth of today’s vengeful night; with the magical fire of ubiquitously peerless brotherhood; timelessly sparkling in each of your eye,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start tirelessly illuminating every vindictively tyrannized wind of today’s sacrilegious night; with the unconquerable fire of bounteous compassion; in every word that you truthfully spoke,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start triumphantly illuminating every hedonistically slavering pebble of today’s profane night; with the unlimited fire of victoriously unfettered perseverance; in each droplet of your golden sweat,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start endlessly illuminating every deplorably divested coffin of today’s acrimonious night; with the untainted fire of pristinely innocuous mellifluousness; in each decibel of your magnanimous voice,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start unflinchingly illuminating every truculently devastated shred of today’s jinxed night; with the limitless fire of spell bindingly ecumenical humanity; in each of your benevolently silken shadow,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start optimistically illuminating every diabolically staggering mortuary of today’s pugnacious night; with the uninterrupted fire of impeccably divinely mischief; in each pore of your vivaciously nubile skin,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start intransigently illuminating every sadistically morose jailhouse of today’s demonic night; with the unceasing fire of perpetually uplifting freedom; in each of your poignantly blessed stride,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start fantastically illuminating every acridly incorrigible thorn of today’s preposterous night; with the Omnipotent fire of perennially undaunted simplicity; in each of your inevitably
humanitarian actions,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start indomitably illuminating every devilishly castrated whisper of today’s atrocious night; with the universal fire of unbreakably poignant belonging; in each of your enchantingly priceless heartbeat,
If you didn’t want to wait till the next sunrise; then start insuperably illuminating every sacrilegiously demented graveyard of today’s licentious night; with the spell binding fire of effulgently Omnipresent breath; in each of your bounteously
titillating nostrils,
And if you didn’t want to wait till the next Sunrise; then start royally illuminating every carnivorously stabbing battlefield of the dastardly night; with the unimaginable fire of uninhibitedly God-gifted beauty; in each perennially fructifying transpiration of your soul.
34. HELP IS JUST A FINGERTIP AWAY
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this fathomless planet; were to offer even a single altruistically compassionate cloth from our benign bodies; to befriend all those tormented by inexplicably horrific pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this boundless planet; were to offer even a single uninhibitedly enlightening smile from our selfless bodies; to befriend all those asphyxiated by treacherously inconsolable pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this gregarious planet; were to offer even a single teardrop of priceless empathy from our blessed bodies; to befriend all those slavering in uncouthly barbarous pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this limitless planet; were to offer even a single ray of insuperably burgeoning hope from our holistic bodies; to befriend all those despicably maimed and slithering in uncontrollable pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this iridescent planet; were to offer even a single muscle of fearlessness from our unflinching bodies; to befriend all those salaciously buried beyond a forlornly terrorizing graveyard of pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just
a fingertip away; if each one of us on this stupefying planet; were to offer even a single eternally infallible fantasy from our symbiotic bodies; to befriend all those deplorably wailing in a coffin of unbearable pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just
a fingertip away; if each one of us on this spell-binding planet; were to offer even a single droplet of miraculously patriotic blood from our synergistic bodies; to befriend all those gorily crucified by the gallows of unendingly stabbing pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this rejuvenating planet; were to offer even a single ounce of victoriously healing truth from our righteous bodies; to befriend all those truculently beheaded by the maelstroms of ghastly pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this pristine planet; were to offer even a single thread of euphorically uplifting friendship from our charismatic bodies; to befriend all those unstoppably tottering towards tawdrily victimizing pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unsurpassable planet; were to offer even a single whisker of ardent good-will from our mellifluous bodies; to befriend all those hopelessly deteriorating in the crutches of uncannily torturous pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this indefatigable planet; were to offer even a single melodiously mollifying whisper from our celestial bodies; to befriend all those despondently incarcerated in the corpses of unprecedentedly mind-boggling pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just
a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unending planet; were to offer even a single earnestly illuminating prayer from our philanthropic bodies; to befriend all those utterly devastated in the hell of cold-blooded pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this spell-binding planet; were to offer even a single globule of effulgently amazing virility from our bodies; to befriend all those atrociously emaciating in the noose of diabolical pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents
come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this interminable planet; were to offer even a single element of unassailable companionship from our bodies; to befriend all those lecherously assassinated by the swords of sadistically demented pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this unfettered planet; were to offer even a single whiff of stupendously glorifying enchantment from our bodies; to befriend all those rotting in the gutters of treacherously remorseful pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this rhapsodic planet; were to offer even a single immortal destiny line from our mystical bodies; to befriend all those whose fortunes were being incessantly burnt in the flames of cadaverously jinxed pain,
I am wholesomely aware that accidents come uninvited and without the slightest of insinuation; intimation and are beyond our sagacious control; but help is just a fingertip away; if each one of us on this ecstatic planet; were to offer even a single ingredient of strength from our robust bodies; to befriend all those intransigently sleeping and awake with the daggers of inextinguishably murderous pain,