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»No Swapping

 

I had absolutely not the most infinitesimal iota of
hesitation; rampantly swapping cars with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
set of four wheels; it would be some another set of
sleazily mechanical four wheels; to transport me to
the destination of my choice…

I had absolutely not the most diminutive trace of
circumspection; wildly swapping house with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
pair of brick walls; it would be some another fortress
of bawdily embellished brick walls; to sequester me
all throughout the acrimoniously frozen night…

I had absolutely not the most capricious speck of
skepticism; uncontrollably swapping beds with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
mattress of sponge; it would be some another mattress
embedded with lifeless dunlop; to sanctimoniously rest
my monotonously beleaguered and dreadfully estranged
bones…

I had absolutely not the most ethereal of
deliberations; unceremoniously swapping cigarettes
with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
pipe of tobacco; it would be some another pipe filled
with lasciviously inebriating tobacco; to spuriously
tantalize my miserably bereaved senses amidst echelons
of the pompously preposterous high society….

I had absolutely not the most ephemeral of
uncanniness; imperturbably swapping jewels with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
design of diamond; it would be some other design of
meaninglessly scintillating diamond; to adorn the
overwhelmingly salacious and greedy pair of bones; in
my worthlessly molecular body…

I had absolutely not the most evanescent of
vibrations; nonchalantly swapping wine and vixen with
you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
flesh and intoxication it would be some another
tawdrily titillating flesh and sensuousness; to make
me abhorrently enliven every evening of my already;
brutally devastated life…

I had absolutely not the most obsolete of
repercussions; timelessly swapping pieces of land with
you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
patch of land then it would be some another dolorously
adulterated chunk of land; to hold my vapidly
quavering and treacherously indolent feet…

I had absolutely not the most minuscule of
apprehensions; blatantly swapping food with you,
After what difference does it make; if not this morsel
of eatery then it would be some another morsel of
parasitically acquired eatery; to mollify the
demonically untamed pangs of hunger; in my rancidly
ribald and savagely cannibalistic stomach…

I had absolutely not the most tiniest of reservations;
explicitly swapping eyes; ears; lips; legs and shadow
with you,
After all what difference does it make; if not this
vision; organs and senses; then it would be some
another penuriously measly vision; organ and senses;
to punctiliously guide me through each unfurling
moment of my diminutively destined life…

But I couldn’t for even the most priceless ingredient
of life in me; swap the divinely womb which evolved me
and the beloved who nourished my impoverished
existence outside of it; for an infinite more
lifetimes,
Because not only would it make a staggering difference
to me if I did so; but god’s entire planet would
dwindle and deteriorate outside the instant I dare
even think of such a dastardly act; I dare even think
of raunchily swapping his two most sacrosanct gifts;
his two most immortal blessings in my blood and life…


©copyright—2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights
reserved.
 
»No Teaching

 

The eyes didn’t need to be taught how to wink;
flirtatiously entice even the most obsoletely alien of
entities; in their voluptuously seductive swirl,

The lips didn’t need to be taught how to smile; unfurl
into an unfathomable gorge of ecstasy; amiably bonding
with one and all on this planet; ravishingly alike,

The veins didn’t need to be taught how to disseminate
blood; triumph in the aisles of timelessly ardent
desire; fantastically embracing all entities on this
colossal planet; in the religion of benign humanity,

The ears didn’t need to be taught how to hear;
euphorically assimilate all vibrantly untamed
ebullience in the melodious atmosphere; in the
delectable hollow of their drum; and for centuries
immemorial,

The feet didn’t need to be taught how to walk;
victoriously surge forward with the winds of
vacillating time; indefatigably transpiring countless
organisms to keep celestially progressing till the
very end of their time,

The cheeks didn’t need to be taught how to blush;
enamoringly bequeath upon a legacy of eternally
unending compassion; as the fireball of Sun gloriously
faded down the resplendent horizons,

The hands didn’t need to be taught how to intertwine;
form impregnably everlasting friendships; bountifully
enlightening the sordid ambience with the winds of
philanthropic togetherness,

The tongue didn’t need to be taught how to emanate
sound; deluge the preposterously grave morbidity
around; with vividly unparalleled boisterousness,

The shadows didn’t need to be taught how to mysticize;
unveil into an unsurpassable sea of enigma; as each
instant sped into a wholesomely gratifying minute,

The stomach didn’t need to be taught how to digest;
synergistically imbibe all tantalizingly robust
morsels of food; and then expurgate all invidiousness
at the first light of exotically evanescent dawn,

The neck didn’t need to be taught how to turn;
handsomely absorb the insurmountably panoramic beauty
of this fragrant Universe; drifting in countless
surreal directions; one at a time,

The eyelashes didn’t need to be taught how to seduce;
marvelously titillate even the most obfuscatedly alien
of personalities; in their stupendously ingratiating
reflection,

The conscience didn’t need to be taught how to be
truthful; tirelessly march on the paths of irrefutably
unconquerable righteousness; even as diabolical
hurricanes of hell pelted left; right and center on
the periphery of this gargantuan planet,

The throat didn’t need to be taught how to gulp;
innocuously guzzle the melodiously convivial elixir of
existence; for boundless more births yet to come,

The chin didn’t need to be taught how to twinkle;
iridescently fulminate into cisterns of untamed
innocence; everytime it was tickled by the arms of
overwhelmingly uncontrollable care,

The armpits didn’t need to be taught how to sweat;
aristocratically exude rivers of golden perspiration;
regally bond with the holistic mantra of persevering
survival; as long as the Omnipotent lord wanted them
to be,

The mouth didn’t need to be taught how to yawn;
immaculately expressing that the opprobriously
penalizing fatigue of the body; needed to be
substituted by divinely rest,

The nostrils didn’t need to be taught how to breathe;
perennially exhale and inhale Oligarchic carpets of
spell bindingly Omnipresent air; symbiotically bond
with all caste; creed; religion and tribe;
unassailably and alike,

And the heart didn’t need to be taught how to love;
immortally coalesce even the most infinitesimally
ephemeral of its beat with its soul mate; right since
the first cry of beautifully bestowed birth….


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»No Updations

 

The walls of even the most majestic of castle needed
updations from time to time; to replenish their
disdainfully grisly surface with coats of vivaciously
bountiful paint,

The bed of even the most sparklingly celestial river
needed updations from time to time; to evict it of
manmade adulterations and decaying strands of drifting
seaweed,

The floors of even the most holistic of abodes needed
updations from time to time; stringently scrubbing
them of the inevitably abominable carpet of dust
sprawled around; extricating the blotches of food and
oil that might have inadvertently soiled them,

The skins of even the most accomplished of sages
needed updations from time to time; harmoniously
rejuvenating them with spell bindingly princely water
and the balms of fragrantly holistic mother nature,

The dogs of even the most aristocratically resplendent
pedigree needed updations from time to time;
stringently innoculating their fleet footed bodies;
with contemporary doses of anti-rabies,

The edifices harboring even the most ultra modern
amenities needed updations from time to time;
blissfully refurbishing their quaint infrastructure
with the marvels of astoundingly robotic space age,

The lips of even the most robust organism needed
updations from time to time; embellishing them with
the astoundingly gregarious sweetness of Mother Nature
and her bountiful fruits divine,

The profiles of even the most impregnably blue chip
companies needed updations from time to time;
dexterously keeping them in meticulous synergy with
the tumultuously vacillating market conditions,

The soil of even the most bloomingly fecund of gardens
needed updations from time to time; enveloping their
trajectory with latest seed and fertilizer; to
miraculously optimize their sparkling output,

The shoes of even the most fathomlessly rich tycoons
needed updations from time to time; replacing their
sordidly worn out soles; with fresh linings of
tenacious rubber and majestic grace,

The hair of even the most blissfully amiable entities
needed updations from time to time; symbiotically
abnegating them of horrendously savage outgrowths;
harmoniously civilizing them with poignant pints of
musk oil,

The songs of even the most greatest of musicians
needed updations from time to time; vibrantly remixing
them with an unfathomable reservoir of passionately
pulsating beats; and the rhythm of the enchanting
night,

The photographs of even the most scintillating
dimensions needed updations from time to time; placing
them into exotically regale albums to enthrallingly
capture the moments of beautifully relishing past,

The interiors of even the most stupendously
conventional cars needed updations from time to time;
refurbishing them with ultra-modern gadgets and silken
upholstery; to magnanimously enhance the ebulliently
exhilarating drive,

The ears of even the most perspicaciously wandering
organisms needed updations from time to time;
explicitly extricating them of obnoxiously unwanted
wax and daily debris; ecstatically adorning them with
tantalizing earrings and voluptuous vivacity,

The armory of even the most accomplished of doctors
needed updations from time to time; jubilantly
apprising them of latest technology and miraculously
blessing research; to metamorphose all traumatically
inexplicable pain into a fountain of everlasting
happiness,

The shirts of even the most impeccably glorious cotton
needed updations from time to time; concisely
scrubbing them of disdainful blotches and sweat
stains; embodying them with an unfathomable myriad of
floral design; to celestially enlighten the complexion
of the morbidly dreary night,

The nostrils of even the most fearlessly philandering
organisms needed updations from time to time;
poignantly deluging them with fountains of
euphorically revitalizing breath; from all sides,


And if there was one thing on this Universe that
didn’t need the most minuscule of updation; it was
irrefutably the immortally palpitating heart; as its
beats continued to perpetually love with the same
intensity; even after it had entered its mortal
grave…..





(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»No Trainning

 

Train your mind in such a way; that whenever it
fantasized; it was only a river of altruistically
ameliorating goodness; effulgently basking in the
amazingly panoramic colors of living kind,

Train your hands in such a way; that whenever they
rose; it was only for invincibly defending every
fraternity of humanity; and even after they sunk an
infinite feet beneath their morbid graves,

Train your lips in such a way; that whenever they
handsomely stretched; it was only for disseminating a
wave of eternally fructifying happiness; in every
dolorously usurped ingredient of the tyrannized
atmosphere,

Train your feet in such a way; that whenever they
traversed; it was only for pulverizing even the most
infinitesimal trace of parasitic diabolism; with the
scepter of blazingly unparalleled righteousness,

Train your stomach in such a way; that whenever it
growled; it was only for consuming the propitiously
plentiful fruits of everlastingly proliferating mother
nature; without shedding a droplet of
cannibalistically macabre blood,

Train your eyes in such a way; that whenever they
opened; it was only for sighting God’s incredulously
eclectic beauty of creation; gregariously empathizing
with every symbiotically breathing living being;
celestially alike,

Train your fingers in such a way; that whenever they
wrote; it was only the message or irrefutably
unconquerable truth; the message of priceless
togetherness which touched the hearts of one and all
alike,

Train your tongue in such a way; that whenever it
unfurled; it was only for singing in holistic synergy
with the countless tunes of the timelessly blessing
atmosphere; mollifying even the most traumatized of
agony with unbelievably ecstatic melody,

Train your shoulders in such a way; that whenever they
hoisted; it was only for mitigating boundless
devastated urchins from the corpses of hedonistic
slavery; to the paradise of compassionately unceasing
oneness,

Train your conscience in such a way; that whenever it
whispered; it was only for immortalizing the heaven of
truth; without the tiniest innuendo of devilishly
decrepit guilt,

Train your eyelashes in such a way; that whenever they
winked; it was only for cavorting with their
innocuously pristine counterparts; in perfect tandem
with the vivaciously shimmering rays of the
Omnipotently orange Sun,

Train your shadow in such a way; that whenever it
wafted; it was only for providing unsurpassably
bounteous reprieve to the drearily lambasted traveler;
for magically restoring the equanimity of lugubriously
estranged mankind,

Train your eyebrows in such a way; that whenever they
danced; it was only for profoundly enlightening
several besieged with gorily cancerous disease; amuse
the tawdrily fretting corridors of monotony to the
most unprecedented limits,

Train your ears in such a way; that whenever they
sprang; it was only for imbibing the tunes of
brilliantly victorious unity; synergistically
assimilating every speck of coalescing consanguinity
on this earth around,

Train your bones in such a way; that whenever they
itched; it was only for endlessly preserving the
majestically unfathomable treasures of Lord’s
creation; for bonding into a mountain of insuperably
philanthropic friendship,

Train your soul in such a way; that whenever it
yearned; it was only for being insurmountably
magnetized by the exhilaration of sacrosanct
existence; culminating into a wind of eternal
freshness even after veritable death,

Train your throat in such a way; that whenever it
wailed; it was only for beautifully slurping the mists
of tantalizing sensuousness; which would keep it
magnificently young even as its burial in the
dastardly grave,

Train your nostrils in such a way; that whenever they
exhaled; it was only for perpetuating a sky of
unflinchingly patriotic camaraderie; in every speck of
ghastily barren space on this lecherously
deteriorating globe,

But leave the emollient beats of your passionate heart
perpetually free; for if you trained them they would
learn to manipulate and cheat; while freedom would
allow them to spread love; love and only immortal
love; as fathomlessly as the Creator had created them
to be…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»No Wealth; No Worshipping required…

 

No wealth required; not even the most infinitesimal shade of the scintillating currency coin ever needed; which robustly jingled till handsome eternity,

No versatility required; not even the most inconspicuous shade of spell binding talent ever needed; which unassailably cast its own inimitable supremacy; upon every other bit of monotony; satanically thriving on this commercial planet,

No majesty required; not even the most infidel shade of princeliness ever needed; which irrefutably overwhelmed; every ounce of oblivious ordinariness in the fabric of the unceasing atmosphere,

No punctuality required; not even the most ethereal shade of timeliness ever needed; which gave the most resounding slap in the face of preposterously lambasting indolence,

No power required; not even the most transient shade of domination ever needed; which forever massacred the molehill of weakness; like the most hapless of white ants,

No pretension required; not even the most ephemeral shade of gaudiness ever needed; which sneeringly surpassed every trifle of bohemian rusticity; in the boundless Universe,

No victory required; not even the most insouciant shade of unshakable triumph ever needed; which insuperably embedded the flag of jubilation; upon every lugubriously blackened corner of planet earth,

No beauty required; not even the most disappearing shade of astoundingly miraculous panorama ever needed; which irrefutably crucified all lacklusterness on boundless earth,
No politics required; not even the most frugal shade of dexterously successfully manipulation ever needed; which inevitably guided the way to the ultimate of a person’s dreams; in this fetidly wretched planet today,

No endless incantations required; not even the most evanescent shades of mellifluously subliming rhymes ever needed; which put every element of frazzled desperation to celestial rest,

No impeccable white robes required; not even the most diminutive shades of tirelessly meditative holiness ever needed; which interminably dissolved all blemishes into a coffin of amorphous nothingness,

No scarlet blood required; not even the most obfuscated shades of undefeated crimson passion ever needed; which perpetuated new life in the most cadaverously slaughtering of graveyards,

No clairvoyance required; not even the most impoverished shades of unconquerable Omniscience ever needed; which made every other living being on this earth appear like; lividly vanishing feces,

No authority required; not even the most invisible shades of sanctimoniously silencing superiority ever needed; which made countless others to slave under; just the imperceptible tip of your little finger,

No brilliance required; not even the most dying shades of pricelessly ameliorating evolution ever needed; which triumphantly snapped the fangs of all doomed stagnation in the world,

No immortality required; not even the most fugitive shades of infallibly everlasting demeanor ever needed; which forever put the word “death” to indescribable shame,

No worshipping required; not even the most penurious shades of maniacal blind faith ever needed; which was an end to the hideously ghoulish spirit of the agnostic,

Instead. If you really wanted to become a perpetually integral ingredient of the Omnipotent Lord’s blood; all you had to do was uninhibitedly leave every element of your body to float in the stream of humanity; and let every of your heartbeat spontaneously and effortlessly bond with the sky of Omnipresent Love….

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Nobody as passionate

 

There was nobody on this fathomless Universe as
passionate about poignant rain; as the thunderously
reverberating conglomerate of crimson clouds,

There was nobody on this colossal Universe as
passionate about sweltering sands; as the majestically
sprawling islands of the tenaciously glistening
deserts,

There was nobody on this gigantic Universe as
passionate about exuberant wind; as the vivaciously
rustling leaves of the magnificently blossoming tree,

There was nobody on this boundless Universe as
passionate about piquantly rejuvenating salt; as the
unsurpassably glorious and ravishingly undulating
oceans,

There was nobody on this unfathomable Universe as
passionate about astoundingly bedazzling light; as the
tumultuously fulminating fireball of golden Sun,

There was nobody on this gregarious Universe as
passionate about silken scent; as the enchantingly
everlasting rose; unveiling its whirlpool of untamed
artistry; under the resplendent light of the milky
moon,

There was nobody on this unending Universe as
passionate about handsomely gurgling froth; as the
mystically wonderful waterfall; mesmerizing one and
all in the swirl of its princely cascade,

There was nobody on this Herculean Universe as
passionate about regale evening; as the ethereally
inscrutable horizons; diffusing the essence of
synergistic equality to far and wide across this
celestial earth,

There was nobody on this amiable Universe as
passionate about slithering mysticism; as the
marvelously gliding serpent; rhetorically coiling into
surreptitious folds; to entice the heart of the night,

There was nobody on this limitless Universe as
passionate about innocuous mischief; as the impeccably
vibrant child; unrelentingly discovering an
incomprehensible entrenchment of newness on every step
that it charismatically tread,

There was nobody on this eclectic Universe as
passionate about wavering enigma; as the uncannily
vivid shadow; aristocratically tingling every sagging
visage; with cisterns of exotic wonderment,

There was nobody on this divinely Universe as
passionate about sacrosanct motherland; as the
patriotically blazing soldier; unflinchingly towering
upon the diabolical traitors; till the very last iota
of his blessed breath,

There was nobody on this timeless Universe as
passionate about united strength; as the tenaciously
towering mountains; symbiotically withstanding the
most acrimonious of storms; sequestering millions of
innocent masses from agonizing pain,

There was nobody on this redolent Universe as
passionate about expressing emotions; as the
compassionately heartfelt writer; incredulously
weaving a tale of superbly effusive artistry;
portraying the inner most feelings of his heart,

There was nobody on this charismatic Universe as
passionate about the freshly born baby; as the godly
mother; who miraculously nourished it with her very
own blood; for a persevering 9 months,

There was nobody on this astronomical Universe as
passionate about immaculate milk; as the sacredly
munching cow; surviving itself on nimble grass; to
bequeath upon the world the most priceless elixir of
life,

There was nobody on this endowing Universe as
passionate about scintillating pearls; as the
fantastically pristine oyster; harboring it for
centuries immemorial; from even the most diminutive
trace of malice,

There was nobody on this vast Universe as passionate
about spell binding breath; as the chapter of
tirelessly ebullient life; sprouting into a fountain
of melody as each instant royally unleashed by,

And there was nobody on this twinkling Universe as
passionate about immortal love; as the ardently
throbbing heart; unassailably bonding each of its
magical beats with beauty and freshness; sensuously
lighting the trail of an insatiably uncurbed romance….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Nobody

 

Nobody could have loved rain more on this entire
Universe; than the horrifically scorching and
miserably slavering desert sands,

Nobody could have loved a child more on this entire
Universe; than its magnanimously sacrosanct mother,

Nobody could have loved grass more on this entire
Universe; than the timid horned and adorably nimble
cow,

Nobody could have loved milk more on this entire
Universe; than the freshly born impeccable infant;
wailing like an angel in its cradle,

Nobody could have loved clouds more on this entire
Universe; than the royally soaring flight of the
majestic eagle,

Nobody could have loved light more on this entire
Universe; than the despairingly stinking and morbidly
dilapidated dungeons,

Nobody could have loved victory more on this entire
Universe; than the immortal soldier fighting to save
his motherland,

Nobody could have loved flowers more on this Universe;
than the boisterously buzzing and philandering humming
bee,

Nobody could have loved the silvery web more on this
Universe; than the enigmatically dancing golden
spider,

Nobody could have loved reflection more on this
Universe; than the pellucid glass of the incredulously
scintillating mirror,

Nobody could have loved nostalgia more on this
Universe; than the man about to bond with veritable
brink of wholesome extinction,

Nobody could have loved the well more on this
Universe; than the handsomely croaking frog; bouncing
as water pelted down from the sky,

Nobody could have loved sight more on this Universe;
than the perpetually blind; stumbling at each step;
even in the most flamboyantly brilliant of sunshine,

Nobody could have loved fantasy more on this Universe;
than the insatiably dreaming artist; profusely
entrenched in the mesmerizing beauty of this planet,

Nobody could have loved the Moon more on this
Universe; than the enchanting stillness of the
seductively rhapsodic night,

Nobody could have loved compassionate fires more on
this Universe; than sorrowfully trembling avalanches
of frozen ice,

Nobody could have loved the tree trunk more on this
Universe; than the flirtatiously ambling and
delectably footed squirrel,

Nobody could have loved dawn more on this Universe;
than the fervently anticipating cockerels; dying to
inundate the atmosphere with their flurry of
rambunctious sound,

Nobody could have loved the night more on this
Universe; than the somberly mystical and starry eyed;
grandfather owl,
Nobody could have loved loved more on this Universe;
than all those orphaned and trembling with their
shattered destinies on; appallingly stone-hearted
streets,

And nobody could have loved you more on this Universe;
than my ardently thundering heart; which had you and
only you; as it’s sole fantasy; as it’s perpetual and
ultimate cry….


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Nobody is a slave of anybody...

 

Nobody is a slave of anybody; emotionlessly slavering to even the most infinitesimal commands of the master; being incarcerated within chains of sadistic malice; whilst robustly exuberant blood fulminated in his veins,

Nobody is a puppet of anybody; indefatigably dancing to the music of sacrilegious prejudice; pathetically maneuvered like melting ice; towards the mortuaries of the cold-blooded devil,

Nobody is a commodity of anybody; being raunchily sold and repackaged within the next few minutes; just to earn a tawdrily decrepit armory of cannibalistically greedy notes,

Nobody is a shadow of anybody; incorrigibly sticking to the most anomalous form of venomously parasitic living being; just to mollify the most unthinkably perverted of whims,

Nobody is a lynchpin of anybody; being incessantly hammered for no ostensible reason or rhyme; just to tickle the funny bone of the rich man; whose demonic throne was solely and profusely soaked in innocent blood,

Nobody is a follower of anybody; blindly accepting even the most idiosyncratic ideologies of the opposite man; just because he was sanctimoniously adorned in a brilliantly white robe,

Nobody is a student of anybody; meaninglessly imbibing the principles of existence within the 4ft X 4 ft classroom and amidst a robotically dictatorial pile of books; when infact the true mantra of life was timelessly learnt by leaving the body and soul wholesomely uninhibited and reverberating with the symbiotic surroundings,

Nobody is a leftover of anybody; being worthlessly kicked into the furthermost corners of the unbearably fetid dustbin; after tirelessly appeasing the satanic gluttony of the so called; blasphemous master,

Nobody is a reflection of anybody; blandly portraying his beautifully rubicund face on every wall and mirror; whenever the other wretchedly febrile organism wanted to sight his own face; but was afraid of witnessing his abysmally gory contours,

Nobody is a waiter of anybody; serving the most tantalizingly ecstatic dishes at the most mercurial kick to the rear; whilst himself famishing the last bone down his spine into the tunnels of spiteful nothingness,

Nobody is a sweeper of anybody; uxoriously cleaning and licking the last iota of grime from the master’s shoe; and then dementedly entering his bathroom to clean his lividly soiled lavatory seat,

Nobody is a flatterer of anybody; seamlessly praising even the most dingily misanthropic deeds ever committed on all mankind; just to ensure himself a diminutive roof over his worthlessly molecular head,

Nobody is a pathway of anybody; senselessly laying himself on the most acrimoniously vindictive battalion of abject thorns; so that the feet of the other living being perennially tread on royal silk; whenever he chose to limp or walk,

Nobody is a prey of anybody; entirely sacrificing even the most inconspicuous element of his life to the devil’s command; simply to superstitiously increase the age of his every sibling,

Nobody is a dwelling of anybody; foolishly trying to accommodate even the most merrily triumphant of living being in his body; unacceptably making all living kind go to pathetic sleep; even before it could learn to walk on its own feet,

Nobody is an experiment of anybody; wantonly allowing even the most evanescent pore of his body; to be perpetuated with an infinite medicines and sinister contraptions; for the so called amelioration of human kind,

Nobody is a whore of anybody; criminally surrendering every ounce of venerated flesh bestowed upon by the Almighty; just to titillate the already pugnaciously impotent hairs on the male chauvinists skin,

Nobody is a breath of anybody; sinfully ending his very own priceless life; just in order to rejuvenate and bless another organisms despondently venomous body; which was already chosen by the heavens to irrefutably die,

Everybody works shoulder to shoulder with everybody. But we all are; have been and shall always be; slaves, commodities; puppets; experiments; breaths; preys; pathways; flatterers; sweepers; waiters; leftovers; students; followers; shadows and an infinite more; of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord….

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»Nobodys ever stopped you

 

Nobody’s ever stopped you from profoundly relishing
enchanting beams of poignantly brilliant sunlight;
just because there already existed the murderously
ghoulish night;

Nobody’s ever stopped you from insatiably feasting
upon the scent of the compassionately scarlet rose;
just because there already existed the grotesquely
fetid and abhorrently stinking gutter,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from triumphantly blazing in
the fields of unflinching righteousness; just because
there already existed ignominiously ostracizing and
manipulative deceit,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from intrepidly exultating
on the ultimate summit of benign strength; just
because there already existed the infinitesimally
abysmal coffin of cowardliness,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from embedding even the most
diminutive cranny of your persona with the petals of
simplicity; just because there already existed the
gallows of pompously pulverizing prejudice,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from inexhaustibly drinking
the elixir of perpetual truth; just because there
already existed the unsurpassably gory mortuary of
meaninglessly decrepit lies,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from uninhibitedly romancing
with the winds of boundlessly victorious freedom; just
because there already existed the treacherously
vindictive and agonizingly chauvinistic whip of
slavery,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from uniting the brutally
estranged planet with the thread of oneness; just
because there already existed the satanic web of
indiscriminately parasitic politics,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from indefatigably being a
harbinger of all humanity; just because there already
existed the delirious devil gobbling humans; animals
and living organisms; pugnaciously alike,

Nobody’ s ever stopped you from mellifluously
perpetuating the atmosphere with the hymns of global
brotherhood; just because there already existed the
salaciously diabolical cacophony of severely self
destructive selfishness and malice,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from timelessly catapulting
to newer summits of spell bindingly intriguing
innovation; just because there already existed the
clammily monotonous hole in the belly of slavering
soil,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from tirelessly dancing in
the mists of sensuously untamed mischief; just because
there already existed the lasciviously incarcerating
graveyard of monotonous chicanery,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from boisterously chirping
with the full and unparalleled fervor of blessed life;
just because there already existed the preposterously
stagnated and withering dungeon of stony silence,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from philanthropically
liberating your fellow comrades in unimaginably
horrific despair; just because there already existed
cannibalistic anarchy in every corner of the sleazily
commercial world,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from endlessly procreating
an infinite more virile of your own kind; just because
there already existed the spuriously criminal droplet
of perilously impairing infertility,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from continuously
fantasizing into the land of the Omnipotently
endowing; just because there already existed the
cobwebs of scurrilously obsolete and obfuscated
dilapidation,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from forever coalescing with
the wave of unshakable oneness; just because there
already existed a myriad of indiscriminatingly
separating religion on the trajectory of this
Universe,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from holistically cleansing
every frazzled pore of your demeanor with the
waterfall of bountifully symbiotic life; just because
there already existed the dirt of unbearably venomous
dastardliness,

Nobody’s ever stopped you from inhaling and exhaling
boundless galleries of exotically fresh air; just
because there already existed nonchalantly
asphyxiating and despairing lifelessness,

And nobody’s ever stopped you from immortally
dedicating every beat of your heart to the person you
love; just because there already existed the shadows
of torturously slandering and flagrantly ghastly
betrayal…

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»Non-Violence

 

Non violence is not about being lambasted like raw
mince meat; for apparently no fault of yours,
It is infact a seed of love that proliferates
ubiquitously around the globe; your voice against
tyrannized injustice and uncouth radicalism…

Non violence is not just staring at sky like dumb
sheep; while the lecherously manipulative around
incessantly whipped your bare chest,
It is infact the most magnificent self defense
mechanism of your body; which gives you the
astronomical conviction to confront the mightiest of
acrimonious attack…

Non violence is not just retreating into your cocoon
of overwhelming shyness; as the world outside brutally
transgressed upon your back,
It is infact a bird soaring high and handsome in the
aisles of uninhibited freedom; your sacred messages to
the society propagating immortal love and peace…

Non violence is not about rotting in dungeons of
obsolete oblivion; while the hideously devilish danced
in venomous wine outside,
It is infact about fearlessly bonding the benevolent
alike; preparing every tangible organism of God’s
mesmerizing creation to; disseminate the wave of
brotherhood in all quarters of the planet…

Non violence is not running like a whipped slave; to
even the most inconspicuous command of those misusing
the centerstage of power,
It is infact a candidly philanthropic answer to all
diabolical; scrapping the gory pedestal of satanic
savagery from its roots; with the insurmountable
resilience of your righteous conscience…

Non violence is not shivering in inexplicable
weakness; as the invidiously dictatorial guffawed
after murdering people outside,
It is infact the candle of irrefutably Omnipotent
light; enlightening impoverished masses towards a
bountiful beginning; a wonderfully optimistic
tomorrow….

Non violence is not nodding your head to each act of
torturous malice; licking the dust left by
cold-blooded demons sucking blood,
It is infact a flower diffusing its scent of
unequivocal freedom to far and wide across earth;
ensuring that its rays of perpetual unity; invincibly
escalated above all boundaries defined and undefined…

Non violence is not being maimed at every step you
alighted; while stinking butchers of civilization used
your shoulder to talk with the skies,
It is infact the perennial ladder to benign success;
your most innermost voice of expression which granted
you the fortitude to lead an infinite more lives; even
after you died…

And Non violence is not surrendering your heart; body
and soul; at the most diminutive command of the
parasitic traitors who wanted to ruthlessly devastate
celestial mankind,
It is infact an arrow of immortal victory; which
pierces through every shadow of evil lingering on this
fathomless Universe; yet spawning and giving fresh
birth to an everlasting human race; a harmonious
livingkind…


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