Every ingredient of my blood intransigently wanted to cherish it; relentlessly desiring to coalesce with its wonderfully resplendent essence of timelessly miraculous mankind,
Every pore of my skin desperately wanted to feel it; ebulliently unite with its rhapsodically bountiful swirl; till times beyond infinite infinity,
Every contour of my lip sensuously wanted to caress it; everlastingly imbibe its charismatically Omnipotent sweetness; the supremely invincible melody in its kiss,
Every space of my ear indefatigably wanted to hear it; perennially assimilate its wonderfully impregnable goodness; unassailably blend with benign fascination in its gregarious voice,
Every crevice of my spine unrelentingly wanted to posses it; impregnably bond with its eternally Omniscient aura; to forever cascade like the stream of uninhibitedly royal humanity,
Every line of my palm incorrigibly wanted to drift with it; perpetually make it the ultimate elixir to lead life; perpetually make it the ultimate destiny to symbiotically exist for a countless more lifetimes,
Every globule of my sweat tirelessly wanted to flirt with it; tantalizingly philander with its marvelously enchanting spirit; every unfurling minute of the day; as well as through the winds of the charming night,
Every toe of my foot incessantly wanted to tickle it; frolic in the aisles of unparalleled desire with its river of spell binding togetherness; be an integral part of its wave of unending compassion,
Every dimple on my cheek irrevocably wanted to admire it; blush like a freshly embellished and pristine bride; as its winds of enthrallingly ecstatic vivacity; were all that transcended over the entire planet,
Every chord of my brain irretrievably wanted to fantasize about it; be forever profusely overwhelmed by its astoundingly artistic dexterity; its unsurpassably rejuvenating myriad of forms,
Every goose-bump on my belly fantastically wanted to dance with it; be gloriously titillated by its unprecedented fireball of thunderous sensuousness; be miraculously blessed by its Omnipotent mantra of mankind,
Every hair on my countenance irrefutably wanted to intermingle with it; replenish a whole new civilization of bountiful beauty; with each of its magically endowing and princely elements,
Every cringe on my forehead insatiably wanted to encapsulate it; beautifully feeling its harmoniously synergistic imagery; accepting it as the only and sole preaching to
lead vibrantly euphoric life,
Every undulation of my eyelashes uncompromisingly wanted to savor it; flutter every now and again for its impeccably holistic soul; for its timelessly proliferating township of boundlessly everlasting beauty,
Every iota of my conscience synergistically wanted to harness it; unflinchingly march forward towards the path it drifted; saluting its victoriously blazing spirit for centuries unprecedented,
Every cranny of my nostril inexhaustibly wanted to breathe it; exhale its incredulously mesmerizing panacea for Global peace; metamorphose every disastrously beleaguered life into the epitome of sparkling prosperity with its divinely grace,
Every beat of my heart unconquerably wanted to bond with it; let its rhythm of Omnipresent jubilation; be the only reason to be forever alive,
Therefore I humbly pray to you O! Almighty Creator to bless each aspect of my existence with it; replenish each of my devastatingly frazzled senses with its
immutable magic; and let those words “IT”, be nothing else but immortal love in my penurious life.
32. THROUGH THEM.
Through them; even the most acridly blistering rays of the fiery midday Sun; seemed like angels of enchantingly whispering tranquility,
Through them; even the most morbidly remorseful sewage leaking sordidly from the gutters; seemed like waterfalls of epitomizing harmony; wonderfully coalescing with the fabric of eternal mankind,
Through them; even the most discordantly thundering of treacherous monsters; seemed like messiahs of blissfully celestial peace,
Through them; even the most abominably gruesome scents; seemed like a cloudburst of stupendously poignant fragrance; majestically diffusing a fountain of vivacious resplendence to every traumatically parched entity around,
Through them; even the most pathetically morose graveyards; seemed like fathomless skies of Omniscient beauty and benign grace; regally spawning into a civilization of newness every unfurling instant of the sweltering day,
Through them; even the most insanely lunatic madmen; seemed like harbingers of heavenly peace and humanity; disseminating an unfathomable entrenchment of
compassion on every step that they transgressed,
Through them; even the most sullenly decaying carcasses; seemed like philanthropically scintillating rays of the tenacious Sun; filtering a path of
astronomically aristocratic courage through corpses; of manipulative malice,
Through them; even the most lugubriously insidious morons; seemed like a rhapsodically exuberant breeze of unrelentingly endowing smiles,
Through them; even the most invidiously bizarre thorns; seemed like hives of unsurpassably uniting honey; spell bindingly propagating a wave of unbelievable melody in the lives of all those horrendously deprived,
Through them; even the most acrimoniously twisted paths; seemed like fortresses of irrefutably ingratiating solidarity; sequestering one and all; irrespective of caste; creed and spurious color; beautifully alike,
Through them; even the most salaciously diabolical of demons; seemed like bloomingly mesmerizing gardens of spiritual charisma; ubiquitously parading towards the path of impregnable righteousness,
Through them; even the most forlornly dilapidated spaces; seemed like winds of ebulliently enthralling ecstasy; voluptuously titillating every beleaguered traveler who inadvertently came their way,
Through them; even the most ominously impoverished and drought terrorized lands; seemed like miraculously replenishing oceans; marvelously appeasing every infinitesimal desire of your estranged soul,
Through them; even the most preposterously ugly bodies; seemed like seductively silken visages of unflinching truth; magnificently deluging every wavering conscience with rays of unconquerably Omnipotent enlightenment,
Through them; even the most ludicrously feckless tycoons; seemed like godfathers of symbiotic relationships; perennially bonding with their fabulously impeccable kin,
Through them; even the most monotonously tick-tocking clockworks; seemed like a paradise of bountifully tingling mysticism; wholesomely liberating you of your
rebelliously frazzled mind,
Through them; even the most lackadaisically frozen bloodstreams; seemed like infernos of magnetically captivating beauty; indefatigably yearning to blissfully bond with the heavens; vivid and unassailably divine,
Through them; even the most horrifically charred and perpetually dead organisms; seemed like a relentlessly proliferating whirlpool of invincible breath; timelessly healing with its Omnipresent sensuousness,
And through them; even the most agonizingly lambasted of hearts; seemed like unconquerable stars of priceless togetherness; triumphantly blazing forward
with the blessings of the Almighty Lord,
Such were the eyes of immortal love; forever metamorphosing even the most inexplicably penalizing of pain into jubilant happiness; forever existing as
God’s most glorious creation; forever symbolizing the unshakable path
towards freedom and mankind.
33. THE SKY OF UNCONQUERABLE LOVE.
If you asked me how tall was it; I would perhaps miserably stutter; faltering an umpteenth number of times; before I could even emanate an inconspicuous
whisper,
If you asked me how vivacious was it; I would perhaps stumble like ninepins on obdurate ground; ludicrously bedazzled by that extra tinge of somberly radiant
light,
If you asked me how fragrant was it; I would perhaps have to frantically rummage through the records of a seve
ral thousand years; and yet eventually find myself
enshrouded by dungeons of inexplicably horrendous blackness,
If you asked me how boisterous was it; I would perhaps have to furiously contemplate for hours immemorial; laboriously delving into the most inscrutably esoteric realms of my beleaguered mind,
If you asked me how piquant was it; I would perhaps gasp for fresh air literally relinquishing the last breath of my life; maniacally ripping apart my hair for an answer; that simply wasn’t to be,
If you asked me how charismatic was it; I would perhaps nonchalantly stare into disgusting space for countless more births of mine; worthlessly dithering towards a horizon that irrefutably didn’t have any end,
If you asked me how conspicuous was it; I would perhaps grope wildly in an entrenchment of insane dreariness; wholesomely obfuscated for direction in
the island of diabolical hell,
If you asked me how harmonious was it; I would perhaps incoherently dither on the footsteps of utter devastation; lunatically running a marathon in the ungainly wild; that would never end,
If you asked me how formidable was it; I would perhaps commence to miserably slither on the ghastly ground; ghastily metamorphosing every dream of my blissfully
ravishing sleep; into a perpetually gory nightmare,
If you asked me how phlegmatic was it; I would perhaps excoriate all my hair apart in bizarre frustration; lambasting my scalp till eternity; in quest of the most sagacious of answer,
If you asked me how vivacious was it; I would perhaps pathetically stagger towards obsolete wisps of lackadaisical nothingness; eventually landing into the menacing gutters of horrific starvation,
If you asked me how immaculate was it; I would perhaps nervously flutter under the morbidly sullen carpet of the penalizing night; almost getting mercilessly straddled in the graves of tyrannical discomfort,
If you asked me how redolent was it; I would perhaps insipidly crumble into a dustbin of infinitesimal ash; preposterously disappearing into oblivion; in trying
to salvage for the most veritable of solutions,
If you asked me how fast was it; I would perhaps abhorrently drift my neck in boundless directions; in the end collapsing like a pack of soggy cards; to coalesce
with maliciously vindictive soil,
If you asked me how turbulent was it; I would perhaps gnaw even the last strand of my nails in utter nonchalance; stare like an imperturbable idiot into the hostile depths of the unending well,
If you asked me how melodious was it; I would perhaps blast every sanctimonious sound in my throat to juxtapose with meaningless infinity; lecherously sinking deeper and deeper into cold blooded earth,
If you asked me how rhetoric was it; I would perhaps lugubriously slip even on the most formidably handsome of grounds; profusely bleeding in exasperated confusion even in the most brilliantly bestowing of sunlight,
If you asked me how euphoric was it; I would perhaps unsteadily waver in absolutely despondent submission; trouncing every shade of overwhelming jubilation with
despicable doom,
But if you asked me to execute it; then I would unequivocally unite the entire planet in its stupendously compassionate threads of priceless humanity; for it was none other than the garland of spell binding creation; the sky of unconquerable love.
34. SERVICE TO THE DIVINE !
Service to all those gruesomely blinded; unable to sight even an infinitesimal iota of their reflection in the most brilliant of sunlight; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those pathetically maimed; disastrously stumbling for life on each step; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those mentally bereaved; wholesomely immune to the wonderfully bountiful beauty around; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those abominably orphaned; uncouthly bereft of the ones they solely loved and adored; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those tyrannically lambasted; brutally kicked from all quarters of the treacherous society; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those saddeningly deaf; devastatingly unable to hear even the most thunderous sound that uttered from their throat; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those miserably dumb; groping till times immemorial in a whirlpool of ghastly darkness; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to those inexplicably gloomy; wandering maniacally with the whiplash of barbaric destiny upon their shoulder; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those penuriously widowed; bearing the savagery of the vindictive world after the departure of their mates; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those disdainfully oppressed; being unrelentingly condemned by spuriously bombastic and diabolical power leaders; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those remorsefully lonely; existing for the remainder of their lives in dungeons of ominous morbidity and obsolescence; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those ludicrously crumbling; being pulverized every instant at the hands of the satanic devil for ostensibly no fault of theirs; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those indefatigably rotting; stagnating under the onslaught of the evil in the corridors of pernicious hell; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those unfathomably shivering; blending prematurely with threadbare soil without a roof to harbor their heads; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those penalizingly enslaved; devilishly forced to lick the dirt all sweltering day and sullen night; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those insidiously crippled; slithering without arms and feet on ditheringly cold ground; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those precariously famished; extinguishing into nothingness as the winds of tumultuously torturous starvation took complete control; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to the staggeringly impoverished; surviving in gutters of malicious hatred well below the poverty line; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Service to all those viciously injured; with agonizing blood oozing from their immaculate veins indiscriminately refraining to cease the slightest; is irrefutably true service to the divine,
Over and above all; Service to all mankind; irrespective of caste; creed; religion and color alike; is irrefutably true service to the divine
35. SOLE PLUS POINT
You bestowed upon him just the steering wheel; and the very next instant he lecherously demanded for the entire showroom of glittering grandiloquent cars; to
drive on a fresh wheel every new minute,
You bestowed upon him just a minuscule stone; and the very next instant he salaciously demanded for the entire mountain with astoundingly towering peaks; so
that he stood on the epitome to rule the whole planet,
You bestowed upon him just a tiny jewel; and the very next instant he barbarically demanded for the entire wealth of this earth; to eat; walk and sleep on a platter of unequivocal gold,
You bestowed upon him just a globule of water; and the very next instant he insidiously demanded for the entire ocean of boisterously tangy salt; to solely
sail on its handsomely undulating waves,
You bestowed upon him just a robust fruit; and the very next instant he ruthlessly demanded the entire forest of unfathomable delicacy; to placate even the wholesomely dead bowels of his impudent stomach,
You bestowed upon him just a solitary roof; and the very next instant he tyrannically demanded all the castles in this Universe; to harbor his unsurpassable plethora of heinous misdeeds,
You bestowed upon him just a stringent voice; and the very next instant he snobbishly demanded all th
e blissful melody on this planet; to indefatigably
appease even the most remotest of sordid wax; incarcerated in his bohemian eardrum,
You bestowed upon him just a beautiful dream; and the very next instant he invidiously demanded for the land of ravishingly bountiful paradise; profusely
titillating even the most infinitesimal chords; of his lackadaisically sensuous appetite,
You bestowed upon him just a stream of vital blood; and the very next instant he dreadfully demanded the scalp of every other living being; to immortalize his so called spurious of existence; to make him unequivocally; the strongest organism alive,
You bestowed upon him just a compassionate stone to sleep; and the very next instant he sordidly demanded all mesmerizing fur and scintillating satin in this