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»You must first learn to altruistically sacrifice

 

Compassion; I can understand was extremely indispensable; so that it always felt the most invincible organism alive; so that it remained close to your befriending chest; in the midst of this treacherously pulverizing planet,

Laughter; I can understand was unassailably indispensable; so that it never ever stagnated in the coffins of despicable solitariness; so that it perennially felt that life was an unconquerably cheerful flower; blossoming in your arms,

Literacy; I can understand was peerlessly indispensable; so that it was articulately well versed with the pro’s and con’s of inexplicable existence; so that it could walk shoulder to shoulder with tomorrows contemporarily eclectic society,

Food; I can understand was victoriously indispensable; so that it’s veins indefatigably evolved into fresh blood; so that its tiny buds of arms and legs; spawned into handsome pillars of unflinching solidarity; one fine day,

Schooling; I can understand was ubiquitously indispensable; so that it triumphantly broke shackles of rustically bohemian homeliness; so that it slowly and painstakingly learnt the norms of a well-mannered and cultured civilization,

Music; I can understand was eternally indispensable; so that it rejoiced forever to the tunes of divinely mother nature; so that its inevitably frazzled brain remained timelessly rejuvenated,

Play; I can understand was poignantly indispensable; so that it perpetually floated in the silken mists of innocuous mischief; so that it forever and ever and ever remained wholesomely oblivious and far away; from the politics of fetid manipulation,

Humanity; I can understand was impregnably indispensable; so that it was tirelessly apprized of the greatest religion on planet earth; so that it was interminably acquainted with its most pricelessly inimitable rudiments,

Enlightenment; I can understand was unshakably indispensable; so that it remained inspired to the most unprecedented limits even when the world seemed to abruptly end; so that it learnt to get up as quickly as it haplessly fell,

Gifts; I can understand were beautifully indispensable; so that it always felt infallibly cared for; so that it unceasingly gallivanted like the crown prince; a status it unstoppably deserved,

Concentration; I can understand was wonderfully indispensable; so that it learnt that true dedication could melt even the most uncouthly obdurate of stones; so that it inexhaustibly strived towards perfection and its ultimate philanthropic goal,

Exercise; I can understand was bounteously indispensable; so that it exuberantly utilized the nonchalantly idle limbs in its body; so that it ecstatically pumped in fresh blood and breath into its majestic form,

Revision; I can understand was indisputably indispensable; so that it never forgot the quintessential aspects of life; so that it holistically adhered to the most sagaciously effulgent principles of existence,

Adventure; I can understand was jubilantly indispensable; so that it recharged every of its nerves with the spirit of the magnetically uncanny; so that it ebulliently crept through the inscrutably subliming treasures of mother earth,

Signature; I can understand was celestially indispensable; so that it perseveringly learnt to find its own identity; so that it embraced the winds of independence with unassailably unfettered integrity,

Sweat; I can understand was royally indispensable; so that it realized that hard work was the sole path to success; so that it forever stayed away from insidious charlatans of destiny and charts of its palmistry at birth,

Empathy; I can understand was unchallangably indispensable; so that it learnt that the greatest power on this earth was that of brotherhood; so that it learnt to commiserate with all those in intransigent trauma and pain,

Truth; I can understand was irrefutably indispensable; so that it always saw an unconquerably unprejudiced mirror of its ownself; so that it harmoniously disseminated the ideals of peace and righteousness to one and all; till its very last breath,

Love; I can understand was cardinally indispensable; so that its tiny heart was forever replete with the mantra of symbiotic unity; so that it towered above every single element of this Universe and in the flames of faithful belonging; even after an infinite deaths,




But more importantly than anything; if you wanted to give all of the above and an infinite more good in its impeccably iridescent upbringing; then if nothing else; you first and foremost have to learn to altruistically sacrifice; which is infact the other name of successfully nurturing; harnessing; and bringing up your child….

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»You only tell me what to do; O! Almighty Lord!

 

On one hand you say; that I should indefatigably worship my parents; more than I could’ve worshipped the greatest of Gods,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I worship those who pulverized and ruthlessly massacred Mother Nature for simply no ostensible reason or rhyme; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they mercilessly massacred trees and mother nature; just to spuriously clean their dwellings of untamed wild and natural outgrowths….

On one hand you say; that I should interminably worship my parents feet night and day; no matter how much hell ruthlessly rained upon planet divine,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who consider haplessly orphaned children as pieces of worthless shit; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they disdainfully discarded every other wailing child on this Universe except their very own; based on the spurious pretext that their child was the most beautiful of them all….

On one hand you say; that I should limitlessly worship even the tiniest reflection of my parents; make it the sole mantra and breath of my impoverished destined life,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who in this free planet who despicably made others hoarsely scrub their lavatories and floors; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they made countless slave for them all throughout their existence; at times dictating even uneducated innocent youth to extricate the last bit of grime from beneath their lavatory seat; and then justifying their unbearable actions by paying few wads of currency note…

On one hand you say; that I should dedicatedly worship my parents for whatever they were; howsoever they were; just for bringing me blissfully onto this victoriously unbridled planet,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who fetidly discriminate between one religion/caste/creed and the other; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they vehemently and wholeheartedly ostracized other religions and tribes as terrorists; proclaiming their own religion to be the most celestially unconquerable and blessed of them all….

On one hand you say; that I should tirelessly worship my parents above all existing truth and righteousness on this planet; till even after I exhaled my very last breath,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who shrewdly manipulate their way in life to the absolute top; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they sacrilegiously lied at several occasions with living kind and society; for invincibly adding that extra bit of glimmer to their already hoisted flag of unfettered success…

On one hand you say; that I should perpetually worship my parents; taking even the most intangible word that they uttered; as the ultimate command of my truncated existence,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who refrain from philanthropically reaching out to despairing humanity; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they unnecessarily splurged countless of their wealth in sanctimonious society formalities; parties; their own children’s marriages; without benevolently donating even a bygone penny for the betterment and amelioration of penuriously strangulated mankind…

On one hand you say; that I should unstoppably worship even the most obfuscated footprint left by my parents on soil; make it the sole path of heavenly enlightenment in my humble life,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who heartlessly believed in adhering to the principles of baselessly tyrannizing formality; nor should I ever dare do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they let the perverted norms of formality in this world; force their very own children to pursue things on this earth that they never desired or wanted…

On one hand you say; that I should relentlessly worship even the most oblivious wrinkle on my parent’s forehead; find the ultimate destinations and epitomes of my life; in the unassailable whites of their eyes,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who ruthlessly and deliberately killed innocuous organisms and insects without a pang of hunger in their stomachs; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; when infact at times; they barbarously killed countless ants; flies; bees; rats; cockroaches and the likes within their house; so that it exactly resembled like the spic and span aisles of infallible paradise…

On one hand you say; that I should unflinchingly worship even the last iota of spit which my parents wafted; savoring it as the most priceless blessing upon me on this fathomlessly enchanting earth,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who clearly heard every cry of despair from the planet and yet remained silent; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; who infact at times; wholesomely heard the inexhaustibly maiming wails of humanity; but yet closed their doors impregnably shut; partly because of the fear that they’d land up behind bars if they helped; and partly because their routine sleep was too dear for them to lose…


On one hand you say; that I should eternally worship even the most inconspicuous globule of sweat of my parents; treasuring it as the most inimitably unconquerable good luck charm of my life,
On the other hand you say; that neither should I ever worship those who solely propagated the axiom of “Live Like a king” and not “Live and Let live like a king”; nor should I ever dare to do the same myself,
Then you only tell me O! Almighty Lord; that should I ever worship my parents or not; who infact at times; couldn’t selfishly see anyone else but their own kin and themselves in the mirror of the world; and who tirelessly wanted only these few to “Live like a King”….

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»You resembled the creator divine

 

When you wholeheartedly smiled; you resembled the
unconquerably Omnipotent rays of Sun; in poignantly
fathomless sky,

When you mischievously cavorted; you resembled the
enigmatically spell binding rustle of the majestic
forests; profusely soaked in resplendently enchanting
moonlight,

When you relentlessly fantasized; you resembled shades
of compassionate crimson; prolifically abounding the
voluptuously rain bearing cloud,

When you uninhibitedly danced; you resembled the
waterfalls perennially cascading from the pristine
slopes of the Himalayas; miraculously placating every
traumatically dreary throat with their untainted
exuberance,

When you uncannily slithered; you resembled the
mystically sacrosanct serpents; devoutly guarding the
timelessly sparkling treasuries; abreast the statue of
the Omniscient Lord,

When you flirtatiously philandered; you resembled the
ebulliently bubbling bumble bee; gloriously playing
hide-n-seek with the marvelously outstretched petals;
of the fabulously inebriating lotus,

When you inscrutably hummed; you resembled the
bountiful blades of grass ingratiatingly embellished
with golden dew; peerlessly gazing under priceless
rays of the beautiful afternoon,

When you royally winked; you resembled the
unbelievably impeccable festoon of twinkling stars in
the cosmos; profoundly enlightening the trajectory of
morbidly monotonous and indiscriminating earth,

When you altruistically embraced; you resembled the
infernos of unassailably righteous patriotism;
fearlessly blazing their way through a world of
acrimoniously vindictive and cold-blooded hostility,

When you ardently yearned; you resembled the absolute
epitome of impregnable Everest; uncontrollably
trembling all night; to be handsomely kissed by the
first beams of tantalizing dawn,

When you celestially snored; you resembled
fantastically virgin shores laden with immaculately
charismatic pearls; brilliantly shimmering in the
unparalleled elixir of life,

When you restlessly discovered; you resembled the
amazingly proliferating fields of hazel corn;
sprouting into an unprecedented gorge of freshness;
every unraveling minute of the blessed day,

When you philanthropically mitigated; you resembled a
heavenly flower disseminating its fragrance to one and
all; irrespective of caste; creed; tribe; religion;
regally and alike,

When you nimbly shied; you resembled the divinely
adorned bride; trying to hide her blushing cheeks;
deeper and deeper into her innocuously silken veil,

When you inadvertently yawned; you resembled the
satiny carpet of languidly ambling autumn wind;
symbiotically quenching the disastrously frazzled
nerves of the decrepitly staggering traveler,

When you ingeniously proliferated; you resembled the
magnetically undulating waves of emerald sea;
indefatigably dancing to the tunes of inimitable
freshness; till infinite more births yet to unveil,

When you iridescently sang; you resembled the
unfathomably seductive cluster of blissful
nightingales; mollifying even the most diabolically
dreaded of monsters; with the fervently untamed
effervescence in their voice,

When you passionately breathed; you resembled the
ultimate gifts of vividly exhilarating life; eternally
spawning into a civilization of oneness and peace; as
every morning wonderfully transcended over sonorous
night,

But when you perpetually loved; you resembled the
Omnipresent Creator Divine; who knew of no religion
other than the religion of oneness; unity and
invincible mankind; who knew of no other power greater
on this planet of his except love; to love; love and
timelessly bless in its indomitable shine…




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»You simply couldnt hide

 

You simply couldn’t hide the maliciously decrepit
savagery in your prejudiced lips; just by profusely
embellishing them with poignantly crimson shades of
exotically blissful lipstick,

You simply couldn’t hide the unprecedentedly
pugnacious abhorrence in your sinister eyes; just by
aristocratically adorning them with radiantly
resplendent and tantalizing mascara,

You simply couldn’t hide the insanely lambasting
tyranny in your devilish throat; just by tirelessly
painting it with ebulliently pristine and sweetly
mellifluous honey,

You simply couldn’t hide the petulantly unruly urges
to indiscriminately massacre in your unsparing feet;
just by dexterously camouflaging them with marvelously
articulate sports shoes,

You simply couldn’t hide the coldblooded parasites on
your blood-stained palms; just by surreptitiously
sequestering them under a vivaciously sleazy coat of
vibrantly titillating graffiti,

You simply couldn’t hide the volcano’s of
devastatingly lunatic emaciation in your bellicose
stomach; just by stealthily enveloping it with timidly
obeisant and flaccid apron strings,

You simply couldn’t hide ribald maelstroms of
vindictive misery in your esoteric brain; just by
nonchalantly entrenching it by insurmountably gigantic
triangular straw hats,

You simply couldn’t hide satanically biting urges in
your diabolical teeth; just by ardently painting them
with the most brilliantly effulgent of;
reinvigoratingly robust toothpaste,

You simply couldn’t hide licentiously lascivious
desires in your sleazy skin; just by bawdily covering
it with unsurpassably sanctimonious robes of slippery
silk,

You simply couldn’t hide the lethally belligerent
venom in your worthless sweat; just by baselessly
sprinkling it with stupendously rejuvenating cologne,

You simply couldn’t hide the preposterous desires to
kill in your diseased bones; just by aimlessly
enshrouding them with grotesquely punctured mimicry of
ubiquitous saintly robes,

You simply couldn’t hide the whirlpools of
unrelentingly iconoclastic chauvinism in your
beleaguered shoulders; just by disastrously
impregnating them with uninhibitedly princely bird
wings,

You simply couldn’t hide libidinously corrupt desires
of your fecklessly tawdry soul; just by incessantly
chanting the mantra of eternally symbiotic mankind,

You simply couldn’t hide the irately opprobrious
manipulation in your dwindling countenance; just by
indefatigably bouncing like an ecstatically exultating
kangaroo; in the heart of the tropically iridescent
forests,

You simply couldn’t hide your morbidly macabre spirit
to devour innocent humans alive; just by coherently
disguising your speech with a string of holistic
pearls; like the ambiguously beguiling politician,

You simply couldn’t hide your intrinsically maligned
desire to uncouthly snatch; just by spuriously
donating the sordidly fetid leftovers of your kitchen;
to ghosts lingering insidiously in the cacophonic
graveyard,

You simply couldn’t hide the inevitable onset of age
on your dastardly trembling persona; just by
worthlessly adorning your demeanor with flamboyantly
pulsating and sleazily short teenage clothes,

You simply couldn’t hide the incomprehensibly
limitless graveyard of derogatory lies in your
conscience; just by brandishing the immortal martyrs
sword upside down; in your pathetically quavering
arms,

You simply couldn’t hide your already deadened and
meaninglessly laconic form; just by deliberately
expunging boundless gallons of squeamish air; from
your obsoletely asphyxiated nostrils,


And you simply couldn’t hide the pernicious
battlefield of salacious betrayal in your threadbare
heart; just by despicably attaching a pacemaker to it;
and then fulminating into an untamed fireball of
worthlessly robotic beats…..


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»You were in my every heartbeat

 

You were in every step that I took; caressing the
earth softly with my indigenously sculptured feet,

You were in every smile that I executed; spreading a
wave of unprecedented cheer in an atmosphere laden
heavily with inexplicable gloom,

You were in every promise that I made; impregnating
impoverished demeanor's with heaps of fortification
and rejuvenating assurance,

You were in every challenge that I undertook;
unequivocally proving my flamboyantly Herculean mettle
in this world,

You were in every kiss that I blew; deluging the
drearily starved ambience with an ocean of passionate
fantasy and fiery romance,

You were in every image that I witnessed; marvelously
embellishing and adorning even the most hideously
insipid of sights wandering on this planet,

You were in every yawn that I produced lazily at
ethereal dawn; fomenting me to start the heavenly day
with unparalleled exuberance in my body,

You were in every word that I embodied with my own
blood; making it more valuable than any amount of
wealth ever found on this globe,

You were in every tear that I shed; blissfully
purifying the area you fell with the irrefutably
philanthropic essence lingering in your soul,

You were in every line that I sung; driving the last
ounce of despair from my miserably shriveled and
exhausted life,

You were in every mischief that I played; transiting
me back to my days of innocuous childhood; the
unfathomable naughtiness circumventing my persona even
today,

You were in every punch that I imparted with my palms;
augmenting my strength to astounding limits when I
faced the ominously vicious and bad,

You were in every tale that I had to recite;
intransigently captivating the most ruthless of
personality in the fervent intensity of our immortal
love,

You were in every droplet of my blood that flowed
through my veins; giving it the status of being more
cherished than the most boundless of ocean; more
revered than the most holiest of liquid trickling in
this Universe,

You were in every dream that I envisaged; making me
the richest man on soil; sitting merely on my dingy
hut's doorstep,

You were in every scripture that I imbibed in life;
metamorphosing me from a simple illiterate; to the
most knowledgeable entity ever born,

You were in every morsel of food that I ate in my
quota of limited years; placating my uncontrollable
hunger; with the mesmerizing grace of your tantalizing
charm,

You were in every breath that I inhaled; deluging and
wholesomely encapsulating my lungs with the ardor to
live,

And you were in every beat that my heart took almost
infinite times in a single day; triggering me with the
insurmountable tenacity to fight life; find a place of
my own to live amongst the pack of wolves that
surrounded me every instant; the acrimonious bed of
thorns surreptitiously waiting to gobble me; the
moment I tread…




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»You were like that Omnipresent God in my life

 

YOU WERE LIKE that crimson rose in my life; which seldom lost its fragrance; inundating the atmosphere with its heavenly smell,

You were like that rain cloud in my life; which incessantly showered rain; nourishing the earth profoundly with its caress,

You were like that concrete wall in my life; which didn’t break under the most onerous of load; remained unperturbed under the most deafening of dynamite explosion,

You were like that gigantic ocean in my life; which never reduced its level; swirled magnificently in the ravishing breeze,

You were like that foliated tree in my life; which never shed a single leaf; gave a perennial supply of succulent fruit,

You were like that sea blue nightingale in my life; which unrelentingly chirped notes of mesmerizing music,

You were like that sacrosanct cow in my life; which yielded a salubrious supply of immaculate milk,

You were like that twinkling star in my life; which radiated for indefatigable hours; was first to appear in the sky, ’

You were like that exquisite fountain ink in my life; which kept on embossing intricate lines of calligraphy; granting overwhelming empathy to words,

You were like that inflated balloon in my life; which soared abreast the kingly eagles in proximity of the satiny clouds; didn’t loose its balance and stoicism even in the most turbulent of storm,

You were like that colossal whale in my life; which left millions in a stupor after witnessing its form; ruled the ocean for centuries immemorial,

You were like that impeccable color in my life; which didn’t develop an iota of blemish; even when ruthlessly dipped in the most acrid of paint,

You were like that blade of grass in my life; which remained as green as ever; even when its counterparts withered under the acrimonious tyranny of the sun,

You were like that tower clock in my life; whose needles never stumbled and stopped; despite of the cells being exhausted,

You were like that pack of soft cards in my life; which always seemed to incredibly win,

You were like that wonderful lane in my life; which never seemed to end; transforming mundane life into ebullient spirit of adventure,

You were like that blissful dream in my life; which catapulted me to unprecedented heights of jubilation,

You were like that scarlet blood circulating through my body; which reinvigorated my heart and dreary bones; every unleashing minute,

You were like that celestial fairy in my life; circumventing me with waves of enchantment and robust energy,

And you were like that omnipresent god in my life; whom we christen by different names; but in the end bow our heads low under his supreme grace.


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»You were my Creator

 

Even if you crippled me for life; horrendously maiming
both my arms and feet,
Even if you made me blind; snatching inevitable
centers of vision from my body,
Even if you kicked me at every corner of life; making
me taste the dirt on the dusty streets,
Even if you stripped my flesh off; whipping me
incessantly with the brutal strokes of destiny,
Even if you made me dismally stutter; not enabling me
to express myself the slightest,
Even if you snatched my dreams; inundating all my
nights with ghastly perceptions of the devil,
Even if you made me walk on sizzling embers of fire;
scorching the soles of my foot to unprecedented
limits,
Even if you chopped my body into infinite pieces; fed
each of them to the satanically wandering vultures,
Even if you stole the smiles from my face; engulfing
me in the appalling corridors of gloom for the entire
of my life,
Even if you left a battalion of ferocious lions;
thundering their way towards me; to pulverize me to
mincemeat,
Even if you inflicted upon me the most incurable of
deadly disease; killing me every second with
tumultuous pain,
Even if you failed me miserably; making me dither
abysmally in every sphere of life,
Even if you compelled me to beg on the streets; starve
and shiver in agonizing cold of the winter night,
Even if you made people around me spit their saliva on
my face; thrash me on my cheek to unleash their
personal frustration,
Even if you showered only me with acrimonious acid;
while you pelted upon others droplets of mesmerizing
rain,
Even if you made me pathetically stumble at every step
I took; always kept me sulking at the bottom of the
mountain; while infact my mates had conquered it
several number of times,
Even if you made me slither helplessly on the ground;
unable and extremely weak to utter even the most
tiniest of sound,
And even if you flooded my mind with negative
thoughts; trying your level best to make me hate you;
let me tell you that although you might have succeeded
on all the previous occasions; but this time you would
miserably fail; for I will always love you; and each
beat of my heart; each word that I spoke; each breath
that I inhaled; would immortally say; THAT YOU WERE
THE PERSON I ADORED THE MOST. YOU WERE MY CREATOR….


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»You were my creator-1

 

EVEN IF YOU crippled me for life; horrendously maiming both my arms and feet,

Even if you made me blind; snatching inevitable centers of vision from my body,

Even if you kicked me at every corner of life; making me taste the dirt on the dusty streets,

Even if you stripped my flesh off; whipping me incessantly with the brutal strokes of destiny,

Even if you made me dismally stutter; not enabling me to express myself the slightest,

Even if you snatched my dreams; inundating all my nights with ghastly perceptions of the devil,

Even if you made me walk on sizzling embers of fire; scorching the soles of my foot to unprecedented limits,

Even if you chopped my body into infinite pieces; fed each of them to the satanically wandering vultures,

Even if you stole the smiles from my face; engulfing me in the appalling corridors of gloom for the entire of my life,

Even if you left a battalion of ferocious lions; thundering their way towards me; to pulverize me to mincemeat,

Even if you inflicted upon me the most incurable of deadly disease; killing me every second with tumultuous pain,

Even if you failed me miserably; making me dither abysmally in every sphere of life,
Even if you compelled me to beg on the streets; starve and shiver in agonizing cold of the winter night,

Even if you made people around me spit their saliva on my face; thrash me on my cheek to unleash their personal frustration,

Even if you showered only me with acrimonious acid; while you pelted upon others droplets of mesmerizing rain,

Even if you made me pathetically stumble at every step I took; always kept me sulking at the bottom of the mountain; while infact my mates had conquered it several number of times,

Even if you made me slither helplessly on the ground; unable and extremely weak to utter even the most tiniest of sound,

And even if you flooded my mind with negative thoughts; trying your level best to make me hate you; let me tell you that although you might have succeeded on all the previous occasions; but this time you would miserably fail; for I will always love you; and each beat of my heart; each word that I spoke; each breath that I inhaled; would immortally say; that you were the person Ii adored the most; you were my creator….




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»You were my heartbeat

 

I was the jewel of your mystical eyes; the infinite clusters of
eyelashes
drooping down from your lids,
While you were my ability to see; my omnipotent power of sight.

I was the glow that encapsulated your lips; the luscious color that
made them
poignantly scarlet,
While you were tinkling laughter; the smile that besieged the contours
of my
face till eternity.

I was the unprecedented number of cells that lingered in your brain;
the
network of membranes that made it function blissfully,
While you were my virtue to prudently discriminate; the immortal
strength of
my memory.

I was your rubicund tongue; the gallons of free saliva circulating
ecstatically in your palette,
While you were my mesmerizing voice; my invincible prowess of eloquent
speech.

I was your intricate veins; the dainty flesh that entrenched them in
entirety,
While you were the golden droplets of sweat that oozed from my arms;
the
crimson blood traversing ferociously through my body.

I was your ears; the globules of impeccable flesh dangling nimbly
across your
cheek,
While you were my ability to decipher the most ethereal of sound; my
tenacity
to hear and tolerate ignominious rebukes of the society.

I was your stomach; the conglomerate of intestines incoherently
entwined
inside,
While you were the sumptuous food residing there; putting me
contentedly into
a tranquil slumber.

I was your dainty feet; the spongy toes protruding symmetrically from
within
deep recesses of your supple skin,
While you were my energy to surge forward; my unrelenting fervor to
bounce
ahead in life.

I was your hands; the delectable armory of fingers which harmoniously
moved to
accomplish scores of Herculean tasks,
While you were the lines embedded in the center of my palm; the path
which
portrayed and executed my destiny.

And I have no inhibitions revealing that I was your heart; the air
which you
inhaled; the breath that escaped with an exhilarated gasp from your
nostrils,
While you were the beats that made my heart violently throb; the pulse
that
trembled placidly in my wrists; the very purpose for which I was
breathing and
alive this second; and would retain life for many more hours to unwind.




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»You were my loving wife

 

YOU WERE MY appetizing and delicious cake; without the tiniest globule
of red
cherry,

You were my stupendous palace; without the flamboyantly towering
chimneys,

You were my impeccable canister of milk; without the most minuscule
trace of
cream,

You were my flute with mesmerizing sound; without the most
inconspicuous of
glamorous beats,

You were my plate of scintillating ivory; without superfluous carvings
embossed in abundance,

You were my swirling ocean; without the cumbersome and bulky ships
polluting
it every unveiling second,

You were my sprawling meadows of fresh grass; without glistening
dewdrops and
obnoxious fertilizer,

You were my breathtaking aircraft in the sky; without the luxuriously
adorned
seats,

You were my traditional dancer; without any traces of pomp and
gliteratti,

You were my cascading fountain of delectable froth; without spurious
effervescence and shimmering lights,

You were my silvery pearl incarcerated within the oyster; without
traces of
sanctimonious gold,

You were my ensemble of voluptuous hair; without the slightest aroma of
perfumed shampoo,

You were my candle of pure wax; without artificial fires blazing;
emanating
invidiously from your wick,

You were my romantic flamingo; without disdainful paint adhered to your
wings,

You were my hard bound book of enchanting fairy tales; without any
tinge of
mystery and adulterated thrill,

You were my tendrils of redolent musk; without any presence of the
mechanized
room freshener,

You were my solid brick wall; without vivid color and pretentious
graffiti,

You were my immaculate lines of literature embedded on the blackboard;
without
any mentions of the swanky computer,

You were my coalition of clouds in the sky; without the most
infinitesimal
trace of contemporary spacecraft,

And You were my loving wife; the only girl of my dreams; without the
slightest
of embellishment; passionately breathing rustic draughts of air;
smiling far
away from the land of ostentation.



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