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»Godly parents

 

You were the ones who cared for me; sacrificed the most minutest of your belongings to see me blossom
till times beyond eternity,



You were the ones who incessantly showered gifts upon me; slept many a times without inevitable morsels in
your famished stomachs,



You were the ones who safeguarded me like a formidable fortress; taking the brunt of the murderously acrimonious world; directly on your shivering chests,



You were the ones who ensured that I always smiled; weeping inexplicable tears in solitude; as the devil tried to lambaste you from all sides, *



You were the ones who unrelentingly encouraged me towards my goal; when the extraneous world outside fretted and turned an uncouthly deaf ear,



You were the ones who sequestered me from every ray of sweltering heat; bathing in whirlwinds of perspiration
every instant; as the fireball of Sun; blazed to its most unsurpassably vicious radiance,



You were the ones who responded to even the most faintest of my cries; lived a countless sleepless nights; while I snored to blend with realms of
absolute heaven,



You were the ones who instilled in me the essence of life; ensured that my impoverished soul transcended over the boundaries of paradise; even at the cost of your precious extinction,



You were the ones who taught me how to crawl; walk; conquer every obstacle that confronted me in my way; even when the blood flowing in your veins was rapidly evaporating over the threshold of obsolete oblivion,



You were the ones who magnanimously nurtured my every desire; saw to it that I diffused the philanthropic
fragrance of mankind; even when you were besieged from all quarters with the most devastating of disease,



You were the ones who passionately discerned the artist fulminating in my beats; even as the planet outside savagely massacred it with swords of macabre manipulation; even before it was born,



You were the ones who shared each unfurling second of my agony; listening to the innermost voices of my
heart; even as the society around; was devouring you in its horrifically greedy belly,



You were the ones who bestowed upon me a roof to live till the times I wanted; even as you coalesced with
infinitesimal bits of threadbare dust outside; to pacify my list of ever augmenting demands,



You were the ones who defended me against the most diabolical of foes; selflessly beheading your scalps;
to witness me sprout into an unfathomable fountain of happiness,



You were the ones who stood with me for the love of my life; spending your entire existence in dilapidated dungeons of penance; for the plethora of misdeeds I might have unwittingly committed in my quest for the
ultimate summit,



You were the ones who laughed when I laughed; cried when I cried; relinquishing your fathomless list of
personal ambitions; to make me eat the fruits that I wanted,



You were the ones who followed me like an incorrigible shadow; in good times as well as bad; even though I snubbed you sometimes with cloudbursts of irascible pertinence,



You were the ones who perpetually remained my friends for centuries incomprehensible; even as those closest
to me stabbed me insidiously with dagger heads of prejudice,



You were the ones who were immortal angels; having not only given me birth and your name; but harnessing each
part my persona till date; with your breath; your heart; your very own blood,



And even if I assimilated the entire wealth on this earth; it would still prove a fraction too frugal in
front of your divinely countenance; instead I proudly proclaim to the entire Universe; that you would always
remain; my GODLY PARENTS..

(C) COPYRIGHT-2003, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
 
»Godly womb

 

It was the most cozy place on this Universe; engulfing
you with poignant winds of compassionate warmth,

It was the most impregnable place on this Universe;
magnificently sequestering you from every kind of
acrimonious attack,

It was the most mesmerizing place on this Universe;
where you had the time of your life; fantasizing in a
land of impeccable fairies and mystical charm,

It was the most divinely place on this Universe; where
the Omnipotent aura of Almighty lord lingered every
instant,

It was the most playful place on this Universe; where
you bounced and tossed wholeheartedly; to your
ultimate heart’s content,

It was the most courageous place on this Universe;
where you took the most stupendously exhilarating of
initiative; and yet emerged full guns blazing,

It was the most opulent place on this Universe;
fostering the richest elements of this planet; in its
miraculous warmth,

It was the most blissful place on this Universe; where
you rested in complete oblivion from the vagaries of
this commercial planet; incessantly chanting the
mantra of success,

It was the most spell binding place on this Universe;
where each of your pious wishes manifested themselves
into a perpetual reality,

It was the most vivacious place on this Universe;
where you indulged in flurry of boisterously innocent
activity; every unveiling second of the day; even late
hours past the heart of midnight,

It was the most sparkling place on this Universe;
where your diminutive soul floated; bereft of the
slightest of dirt and manipulative malice,

It was the most candid place on this Universe; where
you came face to face with each hidden attribute of
your impoverished persona,

It was the most melodious place on this Universe;
where the tunes of absolutely fabulous heaven;
transited you into an unconquerably celestial slumber,

It was the most cherished place on this Universe; for
which even the strongest entity alive; ardently wished
to inhabit once again,

It was the most grandiloquent place on this Universe;
with each of its walls; deluging you in a world of
incredulous royalty and oligarchic majesty,

It was the most enticing place on this Universe;
inevitably retracting you from realms of treacherously
lecherous and strangulating captivity,

It was the most humble place on this Universe;
relentlessly teaching you to disseminate the essence
of philanthropic love and peace; to the most remotest
corner of this Universe,

And it was the most immortal place on this Universe;
not just harboring you for a numerical tenure of nine
months; but instilling in you the unprecedented
tenacity to take birth a countless times once again;
and still be alive,

No it wasn’t any castle; or sky; or paradise; as you
might presume; but a place where you actually came
from; the place now indispensable to procreate your
own progeny; the place none other than the GODLY
WOMB….



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Gods most precious creation

 

I didn’t know who was his mother; the irrefutably
sacrosanct womb which had evolved his impeccable
contours,

I didn’t know who was his father; the revered
principles of which; circulated faster than white
lightening in his tender veins,

I didn’t know what was his name; the initials he
incoherently embossed with his immaculately sweet
little fingers,

I didn’t know what was his birthplace; the color of
the cradle that must have witnessed his overwhelmingly
surreal mischief,

I didn’t know what religion he belonged to; the
inexplicable conglomerate of scriptures that were
chanted on him; when he was just born,

I didn’t know the exact date of his cherished birth;
the exact second when even the God's in the Universe
must have inevitably stooped down to witness his
Omnipotent grace,

I didn’t know the words which he might have uttered
just a minute ago; the rhapsodically innocent voice
which must have incredulously enlightened the pallid
atmosphere,

I didn’t know what were his likes and dislikes; the
games he adored the most; the delicacies he delectably
nibbled with his freshly protruding jaws,

I didn’t know what was his shoe size; the fabulously
spongy rubber which tickled him voraciously on his
diminutive feet,

I didn’t know what were the fantasies circulating
through his vulnerable mind; the dream floating
ebulliently in his inconspicuously beautiful brain
cells,

I didn’t know who was his sister; the tiny angel who
incessantly frolicked with him in the corridors of
unsuspectingly playful fantasy,

I didn’t know why was he crying indefatigably; the
things that mattered the most to his mesmerizing
heart,

I didn’t know the identity of his naughty friends; the
robust chinned tiny stalwarts with whom he spent
countless hours every single day,

I didn’t know the marks on his flesh since he emitted
out his first cry; the spots which bestowed him with
astronomical good luck in every unfurling aspect of
life,

I didn’t know the school he went too; the clay which
he fondled with in his magical palms; to chisel the
most alluring shapes ever conceivable on this planet,

I didn’t know the hours which he went off to sleep
everyday; deluging the ambience with baby snores;
which were infact larger than the chapter called life,

I didn’t know the amount of milk he consumed; the
fraternity of taste besieging his daintily darling
tongue,

I didn’t know what was the dwelling he inhabited; the
celestial paths he transgressed; as he bounced
uninhibitedly under the flaming Sun,
I didn’t know what was his destiny; the uncanny map of
lines embedded on his mystically immortal palms,

And although I didn’t know anything about him; I still
could sacrifice my life for him and infinite more of
his kind this very instant; as he was Gods most
precious creation; would always be loved for centuries
unprecedented as a little child….



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»God-The Best and Greatest Poet of all…

 

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the fathomlessly swirling ocean; whose majestic waves touched the highest epitome of the golden sky everytime—before eventually dissipating into ebullient froth,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the sensuously unabashed clouds; oozing with profoundly unconquerable virility upon the lap of ravishing brown earth,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the triumphantly blazing sands of the desert; which inevitably tantalized countless a discerning traveler on the prowl,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the inscrutably enthralling forests; whose boundless branches and rustic leaves—whispered innumerable a tale of wisdom and priceless companionship,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the fantastically impregnable mountains; whose unparalleled apogees crafted new and revolutionary definitions of unflinching solidarity—in good times and bad,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of altruistic blood flowing through each living vein; which timelessly marked a new era of the unassailably brilliant religion of humanity,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the vividly shimmering rainbow in endless cosmotic space; whose each beam unsurpassably stupefied robotic existence—to ultimate heights of adventure,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of triumphantly virgin lightening; which wondrously perpetuated every emaciated pore on soil; with amazingly rejuvenating and enigmatic life,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of insuperably flamboyant sunrise; which put every tangible and intangible insinuation of misery; deprivation and depression to celestial rest,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the impeccably twinkling stars; which magically paved a path for each staggering organism; in the heart of the ghoulishly insidious midnight,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of jubilantly enthralling dawn; which spell-bindingly broke the carcinogenic crutches of haplessly maiming darkness—with the rays of bountiful freedom,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of white ice melting to evolve the perennially sacrosanct Ganges waters; which healed even the most inexplicably traumatized of wounds with their undefeatable purity,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the divinely milky moon; which recited countless a surreal fairy tales; and royally befriended every child brutally orphaned by the strokes of victimizing destiny,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the first cry of the new-born infant; which miraculously brought even the most blood-shot of enemies closer and closer; into the bonds of eternally spawning friendship,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of freshly formed ponds of monsoon water; in which a countless bodies met and beautifully mate; proliferating into an infinite more of their innocuously wonderful kind,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of voluptuous green blades of grass; which sprouted with uninhibited ardor from virtually every piece of mud—to tickle each despicably frazzled and bereaved foot sole into absolute utopia,

The best poetry ever on the Universe; in the form of the mystically amber horizon; where the handsomely setting Sun forever gave hope of an entire new and Omnipotent dazzling tomorrow,

Is being written every unleashing second of time by the Omnipresent Lord Almighty; as his infinite creations on the trajectory of this immeasurable earth are the best poetry ever born; and he the BEST AND GREATEST POET OF ALL HIMSELF….

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Good Morning Sunshine

 

Good Morning Sunshine; thank you for filtering
stringently through my dingily dilapidate window;
embedding optimistic rays of hope in my life,

Good Morning Cuckoo; thank you for waking up my gloomy
sleep with your poignantly austere sounds,

Good Morning Grass; thank you for rejuvenating my
dreary soles; as I trespassed on your voluptuous
carpet; with your magnificent sheath of dew drops
tickling my skin to unprecedented limits,

Good Morning delectable pet; thank you for clambering
up my bed; awakening me with a pleasant jolt; as you
flapped your slippery tongue over my rubicund cheeks,

Good Morning Shirt; thank you for imparting me with
compassionate warmth; as I swung you over my naked
chest the instant I broke my reverie,

Good Morning Wife; thank you for providing me your
mesmerizing shoulders to rest upon in times of the
treacherous night,

Good Morning Ducks; thank you for quacking so
boisterously; that I became oblivious to all the
loneliness and wretched depression that heavily
circumvented my life,

Good Morning Air; thank you for so celestially wafting
into my nostrils; seductively caressing my mass of
unruly hair; to transit me higher than the heavens,

Good Morning Lotus; thank you for spreading your
ingratiatingly pink petals into full bloom; inundate
my solitary life with astronomical happiness,

Good Morning Tea; thank you for profoundly
reinvigorating my diminishing breath; fomenting me to
walk briskly forward with untamed exhilaration,

Good Morning Alarm Clock; thank you for deafeningly
puncturing my eardrum; triggering me off from
invincible sleep; when all other conceivable things
had miserably floundered,

Good Morning Water; thank you for pacifying my thirst;
inevitably providing me those few sips of liquid to
quench scorched chords of my throat; the second I
detached from horrendous dreams,

Good Morning Soap; thank you for providing me tons of
enamoring foam; which metamorphosed my bedraggled
persona into one of stupendously distinguished
authority,

Good Morning National Flag; thank you for fluttering
so handsomely in the atmosphere; propelling the spirit
of patriotism to escalate unsurpassably in my veins;
the second I nimbly opened my eyelids at dawn,

Good Morning Soil; thank you for impregnably holding
the foundations of my dwelling; harboring my
inconspicuous demeanor while I slept like a new born
infant in the perilous night,

Good Morning Apple; thank you for providing me that
incredulously quick bite before I eloped for office;
prepared to kick on with my schedule for the
acrimoniously monotonous day,

Good Morning Mother; thank you for silently creeping
up beside me when I was in bouts of thunderously sound
sleep; gently caressing my hair; embodying my
shivering countenance with a sweater she had specially
knitted for me in the day,

Good Morning Tree; thank you for generating appeasing
draughts of wind that diffused through my window as
the Sun crept up in the sky; making me feel that I was
indispensably alive,

Good Morning Breath; thank you for blissfully
circulating through my lungs; enveloping me with the
tenacity to divinely pass the gruesomely precarious
night,

And Good Morning World; thank you for granting me the
right to harmoniously exist amongst you; walk
shoulder to shoulder with your blessed grace; in every
aspect of exuberant life….



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

 

I chose a man slender and skinny,
draped his body in leather skin of witchcraft black,
pierced his earlobe with beads of silver,
tonsured his scalp with corrugated edge of
knife,
sprinkled his cheek with perfumed cologne,
divested his blood of every sedative,
tied him to a square wooden chair with cushioned
backrest,
drenched him completely with pure spring water,
aligned him straight so as to face me in the eye,
placing him a good 50 feet away,
gazed through the tiny glass nozzle of my bronze
pistol,
to get a proficient crystal clear aim.

i began by placing a large melon on his shaven scalp,
pierced it into flying splinters in the first shot
itself.
i then stuck a medium sized apple with sprouting leaf,
closed an eye and ruptured the fruit into infinite
segments.
a peeled orange on his head looked blissfully pretty,
was a gruesome sight to witness as poisonous lead
ripped through its body.
it was now the turn of a minuscule violet grape,
the handcuffed man looked in growing disbelief,
he was now sure of death fast approaching,
as a loud voice shook the stillness of the jungle air,
the violet grape lay punctured and lifeless on the
ground,
shouts of new found joy emanated from his throat,
he then ended our brief encounter by wildly
gesticulating,
GOOD SHOT FRIEND, VERY GOOD SHOT.



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

 

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to bathe; scrupulously scrub every
pore of your nimble skin; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to speak; vehemently inundate the
silent granaries of the atmosphere with your
obstreperously indignant voice; every once in 24
hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to admire; tirelessly hum praises
about Natures enthrallingly bountiful gifts; every
once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to joke; sadistically tyrannize all
those disparagingly suffering with your
unceremoniously cacophonic guffaws; every once in 24
hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to blaze; unflinchingly brandish the
most supreme tips of swords on your belly; every once
in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to manipulate; astutely extract the
optimum benefit from conceivably every echelon of the
society; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to flirt; philander with ten
titillating vixens at a single time; every once in 24
hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to sleep; thunderously perpetuate the
celestial air with your never-ending snores; every
once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to wink; cavort beyond the realms of
infinite infinity with alien seductresses; every once
in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to triumph; blisteringly gallop past
the boundaries of castrated malice; every once in 24
hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to eat; monstrously deluge the
inexorably rapacious tank of your stomach with the
most tantalizing of delicacies; every once in 24
hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to innovate; intrepidly evolve a
civilization of unfathomably fascinating intrigue;
every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to brush; punctiliously cleanse the
periphery of your already scintillating teeth; every
once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to astoundingly memorize; cram spell
binding lines of literature and mathematics to the
most unprecedented of your capacity; every once in 24
hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to walk; mercilessly pulverize
fathomless molecules of holistic mud as you marched;
every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to mesmerize; stupendously enchant
every cranny of this Universe with your inborn
talents; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to splurge; lasciviously proclaim your
overwhelming affluence to the entire planet outside;
every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to drink wine; insatiably inebriate
even the most ethereally oblivious of your senses with
vivid elixirs; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you
didn’t remember to breathe; greedily trying to capture
every speck of air in the atmosphere into your lungs;
every once in 24 hours,

But there were grave problems; infact there were the
most treacherous apocalypses of extinction waiting to
devour you; there were the most sinister hell’s of
deceitful lies and preposterously decaying chicanery
waiting to rip you apart into a countless pieces; if
you didn’t love an infinite times in a single day;
diffuse its Immortal essence to one and all of your
kind; ubiquitously alike…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Grave Problems-1

 

No problems; even if I had to wear the same
nonchalantly bedraggled shirt; drape my chest with its
disdainfully torn periphery; as the Sun crept up
wonderfully in the sky; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to eat the same
lugubriously lackadaisical chunks of leftover bread
dissolved in gutter water; as the Sun unfurled from
the mesmerizing horizons; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to bathe in the same
derogatorily urinated pool of fetidly castigating
water; as the Sun enlightened all colossal Universe;
everyday,

No problems; even if I had to interact with the same
sleazily manipulative people; to sustain my
parsimonious livelihood; as the Sun brilliantly sprang
up in blue sky; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to answer to the same
savagely parasitic devils; as the Sun unveiled into
fantastic vibrancy; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to inhabit the same
disdainfully dilapidated lavatory; as the Sun cast its
flamboyantly Omnipotent rays; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to iterate the same
malicious abuses to pave my way amidst torturous
ganglords; as the Sun bountifully blossomed into
profound radiance; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to sign the same raunchy
registers to perpetuate my boss to smile; as the Sun
gloriously dazzled in the profusely crimson cosmos;
everyday,

No problems; even if I had to frequent the same
obsoletely ghoulish and scurrilously crackled roads;
as the Sun culminated into a festoon of Omniscient
shimmer; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to work like an
unrelentingly uxorious ass for the same employer; as
the Sun fulminated into blazingly overpowering glory;
everyday,

No problems; even if I had to adorn the same savagely
rusted rings on my nubile fingers; as the Sun
wholeheartedly smiled from the heavens; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to meet the same
depravingly dastardly cowards; as the Sun majestically
removed all traumatized agony with its Omnipresent
glow; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to sleep on the same
acrimoniously barren treetops; as the Sun enchantingly
illuminated even the most infinitesimal cranny of
mother earth; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to walk the same number of
steps to the remorsefully sulking corporate office; as
the Sun gave birth to new rays of prolifically
burgeoning hope; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to witness the same
vindictively abhorrent impediments in my way; as the
Sun beautifully spawned an unfathomable civilization
of triumphant happiness; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to drink water from the
same flaccidly flatulent tyre tube; as the Sun
unraveled into an unassailable entrenchment of divine
charisma; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to exist with the same
venomously truculent and indiscriminately trampling
entities; as the Sun thunderously flamed into
everlastingly heavenly light; everyday,

No problems; even if I had to chant the same
treacherously nondescript mantra of religion to save
my scalp; as the Sun bountifully blessed every
organism on this earth one and alike; everyday,


But grave problems; murderously morbid death;
salaciously pulverizing bloodshed; lasciviously
infinitesimal nothingness; obsessively maniacal
frustration; unforgivably diabolical devils;
torturously lambasting death; O! Almighty Lord,

If my mind couldn’t spawn into an unsurpassable world
of newness; if my mind couldn’t unrelentingly perceive
the timelessly mushrooming beauty of this gigantic
Universe; if my mind couldn’t bask in the glory of
symbiotically mesmerizing creation for infinite more
births yet to come; not just as the Sun showered its
first rays of optimism from the sky everyday; but
every unveiling instant of the night as well as day….

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

 

Greatness was in the bountifully altruistic lap of mother nature; which didn’t raise its voice even an infinitesimal whisper; although plucked an infinite times for its fruit and nutrient; by despicably impoverished man,

Greatness was in the wholehearted smile of the newborn child; which brought the most pricelessly inimitable cheer; to even the most morbidly deadened corpses floating fecklessly in the atmosphere,

Greatness was in the timelessly rejuvenating spray of the waterfall; which tirelessly mollified the most horrendously agitated of nerves; profoundly blended with the rays of golden sunlight,

Greatness was in the first droplet of uninhibitedly blessing rain that fell from the sky; divinely enriching every conceivable patch of ghoulishly arid mud with the elixir of vivacious life,

Greatness was in the sacredly unblemished eye; which conveyed the most exhilarating tales of an infinite lifetimes entirely in its whiteness and blackness; and the perennial beams that it emanated of Omnipotent life,

Greatness was in the unimpeachable uniform of the soldier; who sacrificed his life without the tiniest of thought or hesitation; as the very first step of the enemy alighted towards his venerated motherland,

Greatness was in the pathway that forever and ever led to the Sun of righteousness; where there shone nothing else but the Heaven of infallibly brilliant humanity,

Greatness was in the tongue which licked compassion into the most inexplicably venomous of wounds; fully aware that it could disastrously and irrevocably be an impoverished victim of the same,

Greatness was in the everlastingly redolent fantasy; which united the entire planet irrespective of caste; creed; religion or kind; into a singleton wave of unassailably fragrant oneness,

Greatness was in the unpretentious voice that always rose in favor of the oppressed; became their sole guiding ray of enlightenment; in even the most vindictively blackened and hopeless night,

Greatness was in the unparalleled exuberance of the rustic wind; which never ever let any organism on earth feel lonely; as it enchantingly whistled past their cheeks every unfurling minute,

Greatness was in the indefatigably conquering entrepreneur; who still considered the mission to be a countless shades bigger than him; whose mission to evolve newness forever continued till the time he lived,

Greatness was in the haplessly childless mother; who still blessed every symbiotically married couple on the trajectory of this fathomless planet; to procreate several amazing of their kind,

Greatness was in the truthful rivers of sweat which ran down the armpits; paying the most royal tributes to the unflinchingly fearless chapters of undying perseverance,

Greatness was in the majestically uninterrupted melody of wondrous creation; which arose from the innermost realms of the triumphantly passionate heart,

Greatness was in the multiple colors of the astoundingly eclectic rainbow; which radiated separately and profoundly in their own shades; but together spawned the beam of unparalleled hope,

Greatness was in the heart which knew only to perpetually disseminate the paradise of love; although its very own beats were salaciously betrayed by the people it befriended in its destined life,

Greatness was in the tireless nostril which kept instilling impregnable life; into every miserably stony corpse; dolorously stagnating till eternity in sinfully satanic vacuum,

And greatness was in every entity; every moment; every hour on this endlessly enthralling Universe; which forever and ever and ever; throbbed with the sky of miraculously reincarnating simplicity….

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»Greed and Selflessness

 

Greed indiscriminately penalizes,
Selflessness is the ultimate panacea; for uniting all
innocuously harmonious; for centuries immemorial and
alike….

Greed baselessly tyrannizes,
Selflessness is an Omnipotent fabric; which
irrefutably transcends you above the resplendent
heavens; to be the unequivocal favorite of the
divine….

Greed ruthlessly snatches,
Selflessness is the only road to everlasting
prosperity; coalescing even the most salaciously
treacherous with the scent of the bountifully
bestowing soil….

Greed manipulatively stagnates,
Selflessness is the most priceless core of enthralling
existence; enlightening unassailable beams of hope; in
all those dwellings miserably impoverished; without
optimism and light….

Greed horrendously massacres,
Selflessness is an Omnisciently miraculous ointment;
which heals the most bizarre wounds of the
overwhelming rich and pathetically destitute; alike…

Greed uncouthly divests,
Selflessness is a enchantingly silken flower; which
disseminates the true spirit of mankind; to even the
most infinitesimal parts; of this fathomless globe….

Greed lethally poisons,
Selflessness is a grandiloquently mesmerizing sky;
which relentlessly showers the blessings of the
Almighty; upon all philanthropically benign….

Greed pulverizes beyond recognition,
Selflessness is a unendingly radiating horizon; which
brilliantly sparkles all night and day; with the
rainbow of unconquerable righteousness….

Greed maliciously obfuscates all truth,
Selflessness is the most Omnipresent harbinger of
celestial peace; unstoppably heading towards the
paradise of scintillating success….

Greed insidiously cripples,
Selflessness is a majestically flapping bird that
hoists even the most devastatingly deprived; making
one perpetually realize his ultimate mission in
destined life….

Greed sadistically abhors,
Selflessness is the most candid reflection of every
organism’s inner self; the most stupendously supreme
richness to be holistically alive….

Greed mockingly whips,
Selflessness is an invincible mountain of humanity;
which sequesters the infirm and strong; in its
compassionately synergistic belly; alike…..

Greed has no beginning; no end,
Selflessness is the most unbelievably blazing road to
the enamoring heavens; the most insatiably fulfilling
endowment in vivacious life….

Greed rots under the grave for centuries
unprecedented,
Selflessness is an eternally bequeathing fruit; which
magically ensures that benevolent mercy reigns
supreme; till the time there was life on this
unsurpassable planet….

Greed is a morbidly decaying stone,
Selflessness is the sole pillar of solidarity that’s
stands patriotically amidst a world of dilapidated
doom; an astronomical strength that makes every entity
achieve its most sacrosanct mission in; impoverished
existence…..

Greed is a viciously ghastly foe,
Selflessness is like the innocuous cry of a new born
infant; without the tiniest of blemish upon its
supremely Godly swirl…..

Greed incoherently babbles,
Selflessness is a perennially enchanting song of
enamoring sagaciousness; which beautifully quells even
the most thunderously satanic of squall; with its wave
of egalitarian calm….

Greed is the most abominable chunk of garbage in the
gutter,
Selflessness is a torrential downpour of endless
charisma; unequivocally perpetuating a smile on even
the most haplessly maimed faces….

Greed hopelessly annihilates,
Selflessness is the most royal blanket of
incredulously euphoric happiness; disseminating the
virtue of unshakable togetherness; every time the
earth was magnanimously born….

Greed strangulates you without a chance,
Selflessness is emphatically blazing Sunshine; that
dazzles into fireballs of divinely light; even after
veritable death….

Greed murders your stride even before you could alight
a foot,
Selflessness is the most regale conqueror of all
prejudiced desires; making you yearn for only the
cradle of unsurpassable innocence…..

Greed excoriates you into impotent ash,
Selflessness is a river of unbreakable unity; a
religion which only knows to chivalrously donate the
magnificence of spell binding mankind; upon one and
all; bountifully alike,

Greed surreptitiously slaps,
Selflessness is an idol of unbelievable courage; a
tenacity that makes you fearlessly overcome; even the
most belligerently ominous impediments in pragmatic
life…..

Greed traumatically imprisons,
Selflessness is an evergreen leaf of Godly freedom; an
impregnable will to forever follow the path of the
Almighty Divine….

Greed savagely pricks you to barbarically bleed,
Selflessness is a wave of artistic aristocracy; that
marvelously pacifies every iota of your ditheringly
frazzled senses; with the poetry of symbiotic
Creation….

Greed hands you instantaneously to the devil,
Selflessness is a blooming wand that altruistically
kisses all your acerbic agonies away; propelling you
to be born beautifully; a countless times yet again….

Greed plummets into the valley of worthless
nothingness,
Selflessness is that heavenly milk of the mother;
which ubiquitously feeds every child ruthlessly
orphaned; due to diabolical strokes of time….

Greed discordantly wails all the time,
Selflessness transcends the most grandiloquently
timeless treasures on this earth; to forever blend
with redolently gratifying heavens….

Greed digs your grave deep at every step you tread,
Selflessness wholesomely absolves you from victimizing
earthly bondage; liberating your soul to incessantly
float in clouds of mystical love….

Greed knives you deep when you turn your back,
Selflessness is an invaluable window of mutually
gratifying existence; being the utmost savior of one
and all; across this boundless planet…..

Greed penalizes you gorily even beyond death,
Selflessness is a wind which astoundingly charms;
exquisitely embellishing each of your murderously
malevolent veins; with the freshness of unparalleled
humanity…..

Greed acerbically immolates you in waves of
meaningless lust,
Selflessness is the wheel of indefatigably
proliferating evolution; immaculately meditating in
the aisles of enamoring contentment…..

Greed venomously strips you of even the most minuscule
of your resources,
Selflessness is a meadow of congenial tranquility;
pioneering an unconquerable camaraderie; between man
and the ravishing environment….

Greed austerely metamorphoses you into a dreaded
animal,
Selflessness is an entrenchment of supremely
ever-pervading faith; that looms large as the only
messiah; even after sky had tumultuously transposed
with muddy earth….

Greed horrifically blinds you even in the most
flamingly boisterous of Sunlight,
Selflessness is a magically resonating rhythm of sheer
eloquence; an evening of gorgeously replenishing
fulfillment….

Greed gobbles you like an inconspicuous mosquito,
Selflessness is a scepter of incomprehensible
goodness; always ensuring that you traversed like an
undefeated prince; all your life….

Greed diabolically stings you when you think that
you’ve conquered the entire world,
Selflessness is the sole mantra for humanitarian
success not only in this birth; but every time the
Creator thought you worthy; of priceless life….

Greed acrimoniously spits on you as though you were
nonchalant shit,
Selflessness is a true stalwart of handsomely rustic
motherland; unendingly defending you from all
viciously sordid hurdles of ominous existence….

Greed doesn’t pity you the slightest even in the
revered lap of your untainted mother,
Selflessness is a tree with countless rejuvenatingly
amiable branches; eventually melanging into the tree
of immortal humanity….

Greed ludicrously beheads your scalp like a piece of
worthless wind,
Selflessness is a jewel which scintillates even after
the heart of perniciously savage midnight;
illuminating every abode besieged with despicable
lechery with beams of fragrant light….

Greed buries you alive without taking even the tiniest
permission from your destiny,
Selflessness is the sole elixir that instills
astonishing reinvigoration in your capriciously
muddled veins; irrevocably perpetuates you to spawn
fascinating newness; on every lane that you
interweaved through….

Greed only transpires you to sign the signature of
gruesomely bellicose death,
Selflessness is the most enchanting mist of true
belonging; ebulliently uniting you with your rudiments
of nostalgic birth…..

Greed disparagingly distorts you beyond holistic
proportions,
Selflessness is the most regale sensation that makes
you bask in the glory of supremely sensuous
timelessness; transforming every anguish of yours into
the; fortress of the Creator divine….

Greed admonishingly dictates you worse than a baseless
slave,
Selflessness is your most humble compatriot in good
times and preposterously bad; majestically
replenishing every empty space of your penurious
survival; with the gifts of wonderfully Creation….

Greed brutally vandalizes even your lackadaisically
nonchalant skeleton,
Selflessness is the most princely element of Mother
Nature; profusely oozing oceans of untamed love; onto
every organism who intrepidly adopted it…..

Greed straddles disgusting brakes upon your fertile
reservoir of imagination,
Selflessness is a redolently unfazed scent that
envelopes you with unfathomable jubilation from all
sides; makes you ecstatically wander through the
aisles of incredulously eclectic newness….

Greed uncouthly confiscates your conscience; to hand
it over to the blood sucking vampires,
Selflessness is a valley of overwhelmingly
unimaginable exhilaration; an expedition which
portrays to every living being; the true meaning of
existence….

Greed coldbloodedly rains parasites on you; even after
you were no more than a ghost sulking in the frigid
atmosphere,
Selflessness is idol of Almighty Lord in his most
poignantly towering forms; gloriously blessing all
those with an immaculate soul; upon the trajectory of
this vast planet….

And greed abominably drills such a hole in your heart;
that it was difficult to sagaciously discern you from;
lackluster space,
While selflessness is the most unassailable chapter of
bountifully immortal love; bonding your beats not only
with your sacred beloved; but all vibrant beauty on
the planet and time….

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