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»Just 4 Alphabets

 

Just 4 alphabets had the amazing power in them; to metamorphose every trace of satanically marauding evil; into a festoon of rhapsodically triumphant and unflinching righteousness,

Just 4 alphabets had the unassailable power in them; to bestow perpetual victory to even the most apocalyptically obsolete cranny of this Universe; estranged with sadistic defeat,

Just 4 alphabets had the Omnipotent power in them; to trounce the blasphemous devil forever and ever and ever; render its entity to more inanely worthless than the invisible ghost in the atmosphere,

Just 4 alphabets had the limitless power in them; to perennially mélange every tribe; race; color and creed on this fathomless Universe; into an invincibly singleton religion of humanity,

Just 4 alphabets had the unconquerable power in them; to diffuse the most bountifully fructifying scent of harmony; amidst even the most treacherously violent of mobs,

Just 4 alphabets had the uncanny power in them; to bring even the most ghastliest war on this boundless planet; to a completely celestial standstill,

Just 4 alphabets had the unsurpassable power in them; to pervade over every trace of goodness and diabolical badness on the periphery of this globe; reign majestic and supreme till times beyond infinite infinity,

Just 4 alphabets had the unlimited power in them; to annihilate misery forever from its non-existent roots; miraculously ameliorate even the most vindictively acrimonious of wounds with the balm of eternal friendship,

Just 4 alphabets had the untainted power in them; to unceasingly blaze into the light of effulgently jubilant optimism; even in the heart of the murderously invidious midnight,

Just 4 alphabets had the undaunted power in them; to transcend over every mortuary of penuriously wastrel fear; and then rhythmically blend their altruistic spirit with the paradise of the Creator Divine,

Just 4 alphabets had the astronomical power in them; to reinvigorate spell bindingly fresh life; into even the most hopelessly deadened coffins of the unknown,

Just 4 alphabets had the mesmerizing power in them; to endow the uninhibitedly peerless wings of expression; to every organism holistically breathing and alive,

Just 4 alphabets had the unprecedented power in them; to celestially imbue the principles of a unitedly ebullient existence in every living being on earth; when the most inexhaustible of scriptures and philosophies had miserably floundered and squandered,

Just 4 alphabets had the unbelievable power in them; to take on the battalion of all that was hedonistically devilish on this inscrutable planet; bare-chested; barefooted; and indefatigably uninterrupted,

Just 4 alphabets had the insuperable power in them; to redefine the solar-plexus of existence today; immortalize it for an infinite more births yet to unveil; with the cradles of altruistically symbiotic sharing,

Just 4 alphabets had the unfathomable power in them; to infallibly illuminate a candle of unfettered victory in every abode pathetically submerged with haplessly asphyxiating blackness,
Just 4 alphabets had the immeasurable power in them; to perpetuate even the most threadbarely impotent of entity and soil; with magically proliferating fertility and solidarity,

Just 4 alphabets had the unrestricted power in them; to unconquerably ensure that philanthropically selfless life never ended on this gigantic Universe; even centuries after the physical form had veritably shed its skin; faded and died,

Just 4 alphabets had the bounteous power in them; to unassailably bond every beat of the heart with the heaven of compassionately sharing; make each organism on earth feel as if it had just majestically arrived from the womb of its mother; as if it was just Omnipresently born,

And if you opened your mouth just 4 evanescent times; you’ll not only be able to spell its Omniscient grace; but feel engulfed by its sky of pricelessly inimitable godliness; feel every pore of your persona timelessly blessed by its Omnipotent splendor in just a single lifetime; as the alphabets were none other but the Almighty Lord’s alltime favorite; the alphabets were the most Universally undefeatable rudiment of creation; the alphabets were none other but; L O V E….

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Just a beat

 

Stagnation; Dolorousness and Abominable Indolence; is
what I didn’t have the capacity to holistically
tolerate,
While just an infinitesimal caress of your
resplendently heavenly palms; was enough to transform
the lugubriously invaded complexion of my cheeks; back
to the clouds of stupendously sparkling life…..

Raunchiness; Corruption; and Sleazy Betrayal; is what
I didn’t want to ever hear about in the tenure of my
nimbly truncated existence,
While just a diminutive flicker of your flirtatiously
mischievous eyes; was enough to metamorphose the
whirlpool of monotony enshrouding my dwindling
countenance; back to the forests bountifully
scintillating life….

Maliciousness; Treachery; and Gory Bloodshed; is what
I didn’t want to ever be affiliated with till the
absolute end of my time,
While just an inconspicuous peck of your majestically
enchanting lips; was enough to transit the graveyard
of salacious drudgery profoundly instilled within my
veins; back to the meadows of fathomlessly exotic
life….

Insanity; Depression; Remorseful Isolation; is what I
didn’t want to ever witness as long as breath diffused
in marvelous unison from my nostrils,
While just a timidly mercurial embrace of your
astoundingly ravishing palms; was enough to
revolutionize my lacklusterness to wake up from soil;
back to the Sun of triumphantly blazing life….

Agony; Torture; and Crippling Slavery; is what I
didn’t want to ever happen to any harmoniously
symbiotic organism on the firmament of this gigantic
earth,
While just an ephemerally parsimonious pulsation of
your gorgeously melodious voice; was enough to
catapult my indescribable corpse of discriminating
prejudice; back to the lotus of vibrantly vivacious
life…..

Uncouthness; Dilapidation; and Bellicose Loneliness;
is what I didn’t want to ever sink into the
dormitories of my pricelessly blessed blood,
While just an insipidly oblivious whisper of your
enigmatic visage; was enough to refurbish my
pathetically withering desires; back to the elixir of
spell bindingly regal life….

Franticness; Desperation; and Crucifying Paralysis; is
what I didn’t want to ever creep up the entrenchment
of my blissfully impeccable soul,
While just an invisible trace of your royally
victorious shadow; was enough to recuperate the
parasites of cold-blooded hell in my miserably
quavering bones; back to the fortress of celestially
fragrant life….

Atheism; Nonchalance; and Dividing Religion; is what I
didn’t want to ever proliferate so baselessly on this
timelessly sacrosanct planet,
While just a capriciously transient movement of your
righteously marching feet; was enough to convert the
web of ominous ill-will in my conscience; back to the
waves of ingratiatingly fabulous life….

And Death; Disappearance; Sinful Suicide; is what I
didn’t want to ever witness on God’s most beautifully
dexterous and sensuous planet,
While just a diminutively obsolete beat of your
princely heart; was enough to rejuvenate the
maelstroms of debilitating disaster in my breath; back
to the waterfalls of immortal love and vivid life…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Just a big zero

 

Try impregnating it between L & VE; and you have the
most enchanting word ever; in this fathomlessly
sprawling universe,

Try adding just a solitary digit to its rotund
persona; and you have a numeral which exuberantly
commences the chapter of mystically enigmatic
numerology,

Try rolling it down the hills with a thoroughly jaded
stick; and I am sure you would catapult back into
memories of nostalgically impeccable childhood,

Try hurling it in free space; and it traversed
magnificently like a majestic eagle; royally flirting
in the air; before landing on the stupendously
voluptuous carpet of verdant grass,

Try embossing it after the last digit of your
parsimonious check; and witness the impoverished
account swell to dynamically kingly proportions,

Try slipping it over your countenance; and it engulfs
you for times immemorial; in its invincibly
fascinating grip,

Try writing it infinite no. of times on a barren page;
and you suddenly have the paper staring back at you;
profusely pepped up with volatile life,

Try shouting it hysterically down the boundlessly deep
gorge; and you inevitably feel a wave of tantalizing
freshness; encapsulate your profoundly frazzled
senses,

Try overwhelmingly concentrating at the face of a new
born child; and you'll find its innocuously
charismatic impression wandering in abundance,

Try compressing it just an inconspicuous trifle; and
you'll get a line as straight as an arrow; ready to
perpetuate infinite kilometers above the gorgeous
clouds,

Try blowing a euphorically melodious whistle which
stirred insurmountable chords of seduction in the
morbid winds around; and you'll see it appear on the
perfectly open contours of your lips,

Try placing it over every 1; and you'll find the
integer simmer in unfathomable ardor; with poignant
empathy radiating till times beyond eternity from its
caricature,

Try molding countless rings of it in rampantly
asymmetrical rows; and you'll soon evolve a delectable
tunnel which; rekindles the passions of your
diminishing soul,

Try glimpsing it on the time piece of the disastrously
crude bomb; and you'll hardly have time to reminisce
the glorious moments of your life; as the contraption
blasted through walls of senility; propelling
obnoxious smoke to curl up menacingly towards the sky,

Try sketching it on a lackadaisically rustic bored
face; and you'd naturally diffuse into spurts of
uninhibited laughter; as the entity miraculously
metamorphosed into a clown,

Try viewing the gargantuan Universe through it; and
you'll find everything beautifully in focus;
marvelously harmonious and synchronized like never
before,

Try embodying it after every feasibly conceivable
sentence; and believe me this infinitesimal dot; was
enough to put an immortal end to it for decades
unsurpassable,

Try embracing it at any juncture of your life; and
you'll feel the wave of pretentious pompousness
wholesomely disappear from your visage; realize your
diminutive presence in front of the Almighty Lord,

And inspite of all this; if you still ridicule that
the number I was talking about was just a big zero;
then I irrefutably invite you to think again….



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved
 
»Just a minute ago

 

Just a minute ago you were bouncing merrily in my
palms; shouting euphorically with the full cry of
life,
While at the present moment you lay without budging a
single inch; staring in mute silence towards clouds
drifting solitarily in open space.

Just a minute ago you were smiling to your heart's
content kissing me profusely on my lips; pinching my
cheeks in flirtatious excitement,
While at the present moment you transited into an
invincible slumber; with your mouth partially open;
rampantly inhaling all dirt suspended in the gloomy
atmosphere.

Just a minute ago you were recounting to me innocuous
tales of your childhood; the moments of mischief that
had their mystical spell forever on your vivacious
countenance,
While at the present moment you incorrigibly refrained
to speak at all; as pools of ghastly saliva dribbled
from the corner of your mouth.

Just a minute ago you were chanting your cloud of
fantasies to me; the dwelling which you so inexorably
wished for both of us to stay in together,
While at the present moment you stared for eternity
into my eyes; with the toys held in your fingers
tumbling in incoherent unison on the cold ground.

Just a minute ago you were pummeling me in my ribs;
cheekily cracking the most weirdest of jokes you could
salvage from your repertoire,
While at the present moment you embraced the soil like
a lackluster leaf; with your conglomerate of hair
sprawled into a gruesomely bedraggled heap.

Just a minute ago you sang in magnificent tandem with
the exuberantly drifting wind; blending your sound
superbly with each beat of mine,
While at the present moment you wholesomely failed to
respond the most thunderous of my shouts; as the color
of your skin metamorphosed from a rubicund pink to a
gory yellow.

Just a minute ago you were rampantly perceiving the
names of our first child; with the bulky book
depicting the same unveiled handsomely in your petite
fingers,
While at the present moment you collapsed with a sigh
on your knees; with an overwhelmingly heavy layer of
dust settling on your enchanting face.

Just a minute ago you were proudly assimilating your
hard earned possessions; basking in the glory of the
scintillating jewelry that adorned your immaculately
voluptuous skin,
While at the present moment you lay like a scarecrow
with ominous vultures in vicinity hovering above you;
and the urges in your body now coalescing perpetually
with obsolete wisps of oblivion..

And just a minute ago you were securely alive in my
compassionate arms; with your tantalizingly soft
breath drowning me into whirlpools of exotic desire;
with your ravishing demeanor stupefying me to the most
unprecedented limits,
While at the present moment you had left me forever to
rest in the land of Almighty Creator; and no matter
how much I cried; I knew you'd only be in my dreams;
and not by my side…



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»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…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Just a moment ago

 

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; trespassing past my backyard; as the Sun languidly
prepared to settle behind the horizons,
While at present; she had become the sole mission of
my disastrously bedraggled life; transpiring me to
escalate above the ultimate epitomes of bountiful
prosperity; with the mesmerizing cadence in her
charming voice….

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; confronting me inadvertently on the boisterously
bustling streets; as countless other entities
lackadaisically did,
While at present; she had become every fantasy that my
mind could ever conceive; a marvelously unfathomable
garland of resplendent brilliance; that insatiably
inspired me to transcend above the stupendous best….

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; sporadically appearing on my window sill; as she
pragmatically made her way to the attend morning
college,
While at present; she had become every iota of
euphoric passion that enshrouded my profoundly
exhilarated senses; imparting me with a Herculean
tenacity to unflinchingly confront the most mightiest
of acrimonious disaster….

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; pragmatically blending her sound in; the
discordantly rambunctious melee of crowd assembled; to
vehemently oppose the profusely tyrannical government,
While at present; she had become the poignantly
ebullient blood that cascaded handsomely through my
veins; inundating my pathetically devastated senses;
with the magically miraculous elixir to lead blissful
life….

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; shuffling through a sheaf of unsurpassable paper
in the overwhelmingly murky library; as night
dolorously crawled over the sparkling day,
While at present; she had become the invincible
strength encapsulating every element of my staggering
countenance; propelling me philanthropically forward;
to lead a countless more lives; in this single
lifetime of mine….

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; bumping across my sagging persona quite
innocuously; as we criscrossed jauntily through the;
turbulently buzzing market,
While at present; she had become every immaculately
charismatic smile that divinely besieged my lips;
engendering me to be perennially happy; and
rhapsodically triumphing forward in holistic life…..

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; weaving her mystical shadow capriciously past my
trembling visage; as I was devastatingly loitered in
corridors of hopelessly crippling depression,
While at present; she had become the profuse wave of
jubilant enchantment that enveloped my shielding
eyelashes; harboring me in an impregnably
compassionate swirl of her everlasting romance….

Just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl for
me; pummeling me feebly in my ribs; as several of my
mates did every morning; when we first met,
While at present; she had become the passionate
thunderbolts of breath that harmoniously descended
from my nostrils; granting me the prowess to
assimilate and relish all the beauty of this
majestically boundless Universe; in the tenure of my
ludicrously dwindling existence….

And just a moment ago; she was simply an ordinary girl
for me; playing hide and seek with me behind the
bushes; as a complete stranger to even the most
infinitesimal virtue; of my ardently esoteric
demeanor,
While at present; she had become the immortally
sensuous beats of my turbulently palpitating heart; an
incomprehensible reservoir of divine love; that
perennially kept me celestially blessed; that
irrefutably made me the richest man breathing; and
forever alive….


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Just a pair of bones

 

Beneath my shirt; the gaudy clothes that engulfed my
body,
Beneath the infinite mass of hair; that sprouted from
my scalp and skin,
Beneath the exorbitantly costly rings; scintillating
majestically from my finger,
Beneath the golden sweat that oozed profusely down my
nape; cooling my agitated senses,
Beneath the aroma of musk perfume; diffusing from my
armpits,
Beneath the mesmerizing black mascara; painted
intricately on my eyelashes,
Beneath the spanish watch; luminating royally from my
wrist,
Beneath the snake leather footwear; fitted to designer
perfection on my toes,
Beneath all the delectable food dumped in my stomach;
sleeping blissfully inside,
Beneath the voluptuous lipstick; embossed glossily on
my lips,
Beneath the mystical lines of my palm; portraying me
to the world as a king,
I was just a pair of bones....
{1}

Beneath swanky cars; which I drove at rocketing
velocities through through the streets,
Beneath all the wine that I had consumed; which was
extracted from the tangiest of herbs,
Beneath dungeons of wealth; which I had stashed upto
the brim with glittering gold,
Beneath all the fantasies revolving pompously in my
brain; engendering the entire world to spin on my
fingertips,
Beneath the feather coated couch on which I slept;
gleefully tossing my mountain of jewels,
Beneath all the Business clients who saluted me;
opening their mouth in open mouthed admiration,
Beneath the billion kilometers of land I possesed; on
which philandered women of my very own choice,
Beneath all the intricate figurines and scents lined
on my mantelpiece; the boundless leopard skins
suspended from walls of my palace,
Beneath all the princely languages; that flowed out at
ease from my tongue,
Beneath several tales of love and enchantment; that I
had executed out with my beloved,
Beneath all the pretentions I had of presuming myself
to be some sort of God; although without the ability
of even knowing what would happen a few seconds after,

I was just a light weight and worthless skeleton; JUST A
PAIR OF DEAD BONES...
 
»Just a single beat

 

It took an infinite droplets of frosty salt; to evolve
the majestically fathomless ocean; ravishingly
undulating with unfathomable cocoons of tantalizing
waves,

It took an infinite specks of salubrious soil; to
evolve the unsurpassably towering mountain; handsomely
kissing the clouds with its profoundly mesmerizing
summits,

It took an infinite puffs of ebullient mist; to evolve
the voluptuously crimson conglomerate of clouds;
uninhibitedly pelting down cloudbursts of
rhapsodically exuberant rain,

It took an infinite twigs of curled mysticism; to
evolve the boundlessly enigmatic forests; regally
harboring an indefatigable fleet of striped panthers
and red ant; symbiotically alike,

It took an infinite blades of robust grass; to evolve
the timelessly enchanting meadow; ingratiatingly
blooming under golden rays of the; frolicking
afternoon Sun,

It took an infinite pinches of fortified cement; to
evolve the incomprehensibly escalating spires of the
marvelously magnificent edifice; pragmatically
sequestering countless corporate offices in its
colossal belly,

It took an infinite drops of profusely scarlet blood;
to evolve the most indispensable nerve centers of the
body; incessantly perpetuate the exhilarating elixir
of vibrant life,

It took an infinite repertoire of dexterous
variations; to evolve the miraculous mantra for
irrefutably unconquerable success; perennially blazing
forward in uninhibitedly invincible glory,

It took an infinite brain cells; to evolve the most
fabulously spell binding and intriguing innovations;
possessing the vivacious piquancy to blissfully
metamorphose the complexion of this mammoth planet,

It took an infinite threads of satiny silk; to evolve
the fascinatingly titillating web; in which gloriously
danced the charismatically vivid legs; of the
pot-bellied tarantula,

It took an infinite rays of blistering light; to
evolve the profusely fulminating island of the Sun;
Omnisciently placating the traumatized agonies of one
and all alike; with its unassailable festoon of
brilliant hope,

It took an infinite shades of impeccable compassion;
to evolve the fountain of pricelessly sacrosanct milk;
royally oozing the most impregnable panacea to lead;
inexplicably enthralling life,

It took an infinite sky of tumultuous spice; to evolve
the endless field of euphorically green chili;
inundating worthlessly lackadaisical lives; with the
reinvigorating expedition of existence,

It took an infinite entrenchment of surreptitious
seduction; to evolve the inscrutably ardent shadows;
sweeping like the princess of eternity; across every
beleaguered cranny of this gigantic Universe,

It took an infinite draughts of boisterously
optimistic wind; to evolve the fabulously torrential
maelstrom; encapsulating every drearily lugubrious
soul; in the magic of its insatiably redolent
artistry,

It took an infinite compendium of incredulous
solutions; to articulately crack the tyrannically
penalizing maze; rhapsodically free all incarcerated
innocent from; the aisles of horrifically
unprecedented treachery,

It took an infinite elements of undefeatable
righteousness; to evolve the most spectacularly
aristocratic fireball of glorious truth; looming
unconquerably large over every other thing; on this
boundless planet,

It took an infinite balloons of replenishing breath;
to evolve the most divinely chapter of beautiful life;
mesmerizing one and all on this unending planet with
the spirit of; splendidly Omnipotent creation,

But believe me for it was not I; but the Almighty Lord
who said; that it just took a single beat of the
passionately palpitating heart to fall in immortal
love; eternally embrace all living kind with the
essence of equality and alike,

So what are you waiting for? Just open your hearts a
trifle; and let all astounding beauty and heavenly
love on this earth; be forever always be yours and
mine…..


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»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 timelessly 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 miraculously 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 fearlessly 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


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»Just because

 

Just because somebody calls the compassionately
breathing rose a pathetically dilapidated gutter;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
stupendously perennial fragrance,

Just because somebody calls Omnipotently dazzling Sun
a cadaverous hell of abysmal darkness; doesn’t mean
that it wholesomely loses all its unconquerably
blistering flamboyance,

Just because somebody calls the impregnably
luminescent mountains an inanely frigid mosquito;
doesn’t mean that they wholesomely lose all their
indomitably endless temerity and unflinchingly
peerless strength,

Just because somebody calls the majestically
fathomless deserts a lividly wounded traitor; doesn’t
mean that it wholesomely loses all its blazingly
coruscated and timeless splendor,

Just because somebody calls the seductively dancing
nightingale an acrimoniously ballistic thorn; doesn’t
mean that it wholesomely loses all its enchantingly
everlasting and poignantly mesmerizing melody,

Just because somebody calls the voluptuous cloud an
evaporating graveyard of abhorrently insipid
nothingness; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses
all its unprecedented whirlpool of heavenly
sensuousness,

Just because somebody calls the mystically undulating
wave a prison of disastrously truculent monotony;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
vivaciously exhilarating and unfathomable tanginess,

Just because somebody calls the wonderfully
titillating and emolliently crafted poetry an
infinitesimal trash can of hyperbolic adjectives;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses its
ubiquitously everlasting essence of unfettered
friendship,

Just because somebody calls the unbelievably pristine
pearl a tawdrily molested corpse of unthinkable
profanity; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all
its royal resplendence and exotically titillating
charm,

Just because somebody calls the flight of
uninhibitedly untainted freedom a maliciously
lambasting chain of hedonistically perverted slavery;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
celestially altruistic fortitude,

Just because somebody calls the lap of the
unconquerably sacrosanct mother an insidiously
gratuitous carcass; doesn’t mean that that it
wholesomely loses all its perpetually subliming
effulgence and inimitable glory,

Just because somebody calls the vividly ebullient
rainbow in the boundless sky a lackadaisically
venomous scorpion rotting in the dungeons of bizarre
isolation; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all
its regally unsurpassable ocean of timeless
enthrallment,

Just because somebody calls the wind of beautifully
egalitarian symbiotism an indiscriminately
cold-blooded eunuch tyrannically marauding every
conceivable trace of life in vicinity; doesn’t mean
that it wholesomely loses all its pricelessly
bountiful religion of humanity,

Just because somebody calls the wails of the
immaculately wailing infant an apocalypse of murderous
doom; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
spell bindingly insuperable innocence and godly
mischief,

Just because somebody calls the united fabric of
eternal living kind an orphaned stone forlornly
fretting on the vagrantly obsolete streets; doesn’t
mean that it wholesomely loses all its unshakably
Omnipotent aura and undefeatable companionship,

Just because somebody calls the iridescently
blossoming seed a curse on the trajectory of this
eclectic planet; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely
loses all its unassailably ecstatic freshness,

Just because somebody calls the silken sensuality of
paradise a devilish ghost invidiously permeating the
hindside; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all
its indefatigably vibrant aristocracy and
inexhaustibly Omniscient aura,

Just because somebody calls the sword of patriotically
unchallengeable truth a dolorously disparaging coward
retreating back into his egregiously worthless shell;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
unceasing bravery and Omnipresent exhilaration,

Just because somebody calls the chapter of endlessly
bestowing life an amorphously stuttering oblivion of
treacherous death; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely
loses all its astoundingly indomitable and miraculous
proliferation,

And just because somebody calls our unequivocally
immortal love a manipulatively sinful compromise;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
perpetually bonding beats and magnetically
humanitarian swirl…

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