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»Whats there in a name?

 

I knew a guy named 'angel'; who as his name suggests should have been
as
sacrosanct as gods residing in the cosmos,
However when one encountered him in pragmatic reality; he looked like
an
diabolical giant; with unruly strands of hair prominently cascading
down his
nape.

I knew a guy named 'Tarzan'; who as his name suggests should have been
as
strong as the rocks; with a plethora of muscles bulging through his
shirt,
However when I saw him transgressing across the road; he looked as
feeble as
the innocuous rabbit; trying to shirk society and retreat as quickly as
possible into his den.

I knew a girl named 'felicity'; who as her name suggested should have
been
basking in a river of perennial happiness,
However when I sat with her for marathon hours on the trot; I realized
she was
a misfit for her name; as she neither smiled nor moved; incessantly
maintaining a face as expressionless as a stone.

I knew a guy named 'prince'; who as his name suggested should have been
embellished in an armory of exquisite diamonds and silver,
However when one saw him voraciously scratching his hair; he held a
threadbare
container of steel to beg; wore scanty rags of paper to drape his
shivering
silhouette.

I knew a girl named 'honey'; who as her name suggests should have been
as
sweet and melodious as the nectar oozing from beehives,
However when I sat beside her across the table; she irascibly hurled at
me a
volley of abashing expletives; burst on me unrelentingly like a
pugnacious
green chili.

I knew a guy named 'love'; who as his name suggests should have been
with a
congenial attitude; amicably propagating the essence of friendship,
However when I stumbled upon him suddenly at the discotheque; the first
thing
he said was; he wanted to mercilessly kill the girl next door for
rejecting
his proposal of illicit romance.

I knew a girl named 'rose'; who as her name suggests should have been
as
mystical and enchanting as the mesmerizing flower,
However it was a fact that people shut their noses as she arrived; as
she
smelt of deplorable rotten eggs; intransigently spreading her aroma
wherever
she went.

I knew a guy named 'crystal'; who as his name suggests should have been
as
scintillating as the conglomerate of silver mirrors,
However when I nudged by him on the street under the dazzling sunlight;
I
could hardly believe my eyes; as he appeared blacker than the blackest
piece
of coal existing on this earth.

On the other hand I knew a guy named 'brownie'; who as his name
suggests
should have been colored as disdainful mud,
However when I saw him addressing a large assemblage of people; I
realized
that not only was he fair as white ice; but he had the charisma
embedded in
him which few residing on this globe possess.

Therefore folks this is a question I put before you; tell me all of you
'WHAT'S THERE IN A NAME'; what's there to even contemplate about a
name,
When the true beauty; the incorrigible spirit to live; the celestial
feeling
of benevolence and unbiased love; all lies impregnated in the throbbing
heart.



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»When Almighty Lord spoke

 

When the garden of ravishingly crimson roses spoke;
the acrimoniously miserly thorn fell completely
silent,

When the colossal dungeon replete with delectable
honey spoke; the vial of heinous poison fell
completely silent,

When the battalion of mesmerizing nightingales spoke;
the hideously soaring wailing vultures fell completely
silent,

When the overwhelmingly scintillating diamond spoke;
the morbid pond incessantly buzzing with pertinent
mosquitoes fell completely silent,

When the sparkling pair of astoundingly fresh
vegetables spoke; the decayed bread with fungus coated
all over; fell completely silent,

When the gargantuan mountain towering towards the
naked patches of sky spoke; the lecherously hidden
hole in the ground fell completely silent,

When the boundlessly swirling ocean waters spoke; the
horrendously scorching granules of the acrid desert
fell completely silent,

When the majestically striped tiger thunderously
spoke; the fleet of menacing scorpions and lethal
reptiles fell completely silent,

When the incomprehensibly huge fortified ship spoke;
the deplorably broken boat sinking inevitably towards
the bottom fell completely silent,
When infinite pages profusely blended with literature
spoke; the wholesomely abashing fingerprint embodied
on the wall fell completely silent,

When the magnificently embellished aircraft zipping
into space spoke; the pretentiously dying and lazily
crawling worm fell completely silent,

When the well inundated with frosty and sacrosanct cow
milk spoke; the glass of profoundly diseased water
fell completely silent,

When the insurmountably fragrant leaves of pure
saffron spoke; the most ghastliest of stench emanating
in the atmosphere fell completely silent,

When the brilliantly flamboyant Sun spoke; the sulking
camouflage of appalling darkness fell completely
silent,

When the supremely silken conglomerate of royal pearls
spoke; the diabolically corrugated skin of the
cannibalistic crocodile fell completely silent,

When the blazing cup of ecstatically rejuvenating tea
spoke; the snobbishly shivering cold fell completely
silent,

When the ingeniously crafted articulate mater key
spoke; the countless hurdles and doors blocked beyond
the point of despair; fell completely silent,

When the tantalizing aroma of delicious food spoke;
the abominable pangs of bizarre starvation fell
completely silent,

And when the Omnipotent grace of Almighty Lord spoke;
the satanically savage and brutal devil fell
completely silent….



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»When God opened his mouth

 

When the crimson crested parrot opened its mouth,
gruff sounds; astoundingly similar to humans emanated
from its beak.

when the elephant opened its mouth; hoisting its trunk
to speak,
a roaring echo diffused with volatile bursts of
emotion.

when the striped black leopard opened its ferocious
mouth,
there came out sounds resembling thunder clashing in
the sky,
silencing all animated commotion prevalent in the
township of jungle.

when the slime painted frog opened its cupid
mouth,
disenchanting notes of harsh music flooded the
atmosphere.

when the boisterous honey bee opened her tiny mouth,
sounds of infuriating buzzing dismantled the harmony
of air.

when handsomely coiled reptiles on the ground opened
their venom mouths,
poignant noises of hissing pierced the alacrity of
stringent breeze.

when the cow in green pastures opened her amicable
mouth,
timid sounds of indolent mooing blended perfectly with
the succulent grass.

when the furry sheepskin dog opened its cannine tipped
mouth,
gruesome growls expurgated; initiating infinite hair on
body to stand.

when a bunch of humans opened their articulately
shaped mouths,
there came galloping fast; tales of intellect and
imagination.

and when the omnipresent personality of godhead opened
his mouth,
one could see the entire universe revolving inside,
undulating terrains, turbulent sea's, flaming persona of
the sun, silver
silhouette of the moon,
dense tropical forests; sparkling waterfalls of crystal
water,
the creator sparingly uttered few words of wisdom,
embodied with the supreme aura of righteousness,
which was still the magical verse centuries after he
created man 'TO LIVE AND
LET LIVE'.


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»When I listened to my heart

 

When I used my mind; I sagaciously manipulated the
various nuances of clambering up the treacherous
mountain; as the chances of survival were bizarrely
slim,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did it
clamber up the jagged periphery with exhilarated zeal;
but emerged triumphant on the astronomical summit;
with the Sun streaming across my eyes in its dazzling
shine….

When I used my mind; I contemplated several times of
venturing out in the gruesome darkness; the deathly
chill that awaited to incarcerate me; as I alighted my
foot on the deserted streets,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
trespass through the entire planet bare foot; but
thoroughly enjoyed the exotic rhapsody of the
enchantingly pearly moonlight….

When I used my mind; I ruminated till eternity before
plunging into the undulating ocean; equating the
chances I had to survive; amidst a battalion of
hostile sharks and whales,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I swim
ebulliently against the voluptuously mesmerizing
waves; but profusely admired the beauty of God's
fathomless creation of froth….

When I used my mind; I trembled in inexplicable fear
of wading through the dense jungles; the
overwhelmingly torturous death that would come
inevitably; as the Lion pulverized me to infinitesimal
pieces,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
bounce exuberantly with the Kangaroos; but inhaled in
my lungs the freshest air ever; that could be found on
the trajectory of this Universe….

When I used my mind; I vehemently shrugged off the
prospect of standing in the rain; perceiving the
cloudbursts of satanic lightening creeping
diabolically to assassinate traces of my vital life,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
bathe in the seductively tantalizing droplets; but
slipped into a land of fabulously gorgeous fantasy for
decades unfathomable….

When I used my mind; I felt a wave of repulsion
engulfing myself; as I knew my ugly facial contours
would shatter any glass when sighted into,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
stare relentlessly into the mirror; but bowed down to
the Creator in meek submission; for the
incomprehensibly beautiful looks he had bestowed me
with….

When I used my mind; I deliberately closed my nose
with repugnant abhorrence; spurious ruminating upon
the myriad of venomous smells that would strangulate
me to realms of perennial death,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
breathe with a fervor more than any entity
trespassing; but insurmountably relished the
unfathomably wonderful scents that loitered in free
space….

When I used my mind; I sat crouched in one obsolete
dilapidated corner; cognizing the barricades that I
was likely to encounter at each stage of life; the
blanket of thorns that I would have to trespass upon
to escalate to the corridors of success,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
stretch my persona to more than its complete height;
but metamorphosed each of my dreams into a
trend-setting reality…..

When I used my mind; I always shirked from proclaiming
my love to the girl I loved; feeling myself buried
boundless feet beneath my corpse; as the society would
brutally squelch me for violating their irrefutable
choice,
While when I listened to my heart; not only did I
achieve the love of my life; but bonded for times
immortal in the swirl of majestically soaring passion;
in the swirl of timelessly enchanting romance….


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»What should a husband do? ? ?

 

What should a husband do; if his wife indefatigably nagged him; tirelessly made him feel like a naked impoverished beggar; right in the center of the boisterously crowded street; and under the broadest of daylight?

What should a husband do; if his wife was more indifferent than the acrimoniously stabbing deserts; aimlessly staring towards the amorphously non-existent winds; whilst he inconsolably trembled in the most inexplicable of pain and disease?

What should a husband do; if his wife was the biggest blackmailer on the trajectory of planet divine; an entity who if once came to know of his weaknesses; would continue to backlash at him like the most venomous scorpion; at the tiniest of opportunity?

What should a husband do; if his wife preferred to talk more passionately than the Sun to every stranger and obliterated stone on the dusty street; remaining an emotionless ghost right infront of his earnest eyes?

What should a husband do; if his wife didn’t ask him even once of what he did and achieved the entire day; even though he’d catapulted to such dizzy heights of philanthropic success; that none could ever perceive in the wildest of their dreams?

What should a husband do; if his wife ghoulishly went of into the realms of unbreakable sleep; whilst he was undergoing the most volatile catharsis of his heart; sharing the most latent ingredients of his soul with her persona?

What should a husband do; if his wife vindictively abused him every unfurling instant of the day and night; when every other entity on the planet loved him for the astounding records that he’d achieved; for all the endless love that he was trying to perennially spread?

What should a husband do; if his wife mischievously flirted and philandered with every other man on the Universe; even though he endeavored his very best to quench even the most evanescent of her desire?

What should a husband do; if his wife sadistically ridiculed even the most sacred of his beliefs; nonchalantly dismissed every element of his devotion; to bond as one with the spirit of the Omnipotent God?

What should a husband do; if his wife devised an infinite ways to pull his leg and make him lick the most disdainful of dust; instead of inspiring him to unflinching face the world and rise to the most truthfully ultimate of skies?

What should a husband do; if his wife wholeheartedly supported the indiscriminate felling of trees just to impart more free space to their land; whilst he on the other hand shed a billion tears of sorrow at even the tiniest snapping of a leaf?

What should a husband do; if his wife wholesomely dictated her insane idiosyncrasies on their only child; threatening to leave him forever and go publicly to her parents house; if he dared to intervene with his suggestions for his very own heavenly offspring?

What should a husband do; if his wife guffawed like the greatest of marauding demons; at every ardently heart-rendering tear dropp that dribbled from his eye; for treacherously depraved humanity?

What should a husband do; if his wife interminably preferred to read every bit of delirious balderdash written on this earth; whilst countless lines of poetry that he’d immortally dedicated and written for her; lay fretfully rotting and obsolete on his writing shelves?

What should a husband do; if his wife unstoppably sermonized him to go to a flagrantly unceremonious mental asylum; whilst he all he ever attempted to do in his life; was to help her successfully accomplish every task of hers?

What should a husband do; if his wife was severely prejudiced and his worst critic; salaciously excoriating the most inimitably priceless of his art to feckless totters; in her fits of preposterously manipulative practicality?

What should a husband do; if his wife unsparingly teamed up with her parents; to demonstrate the epitome of cadaverous rudeness towards him; for every kind and humanitarian deed that he did?

What should a husband do; if his wife felt that bearing his child was the greatest sin on the soil of this fathomless Universe; as it would satanically disproportion her body; integrity; identity and unabashed entity?

What should a husband do; if his wife’s only mission was to squabble and thrash him with the mace of abhorrence; right from the first cry of dawn; for ostensibly not the slightest rhyme or reason?

Should he Kill Her? Or Should he Kill Himself? Or Should he kill both? Or Should be Divorce Her? Or Should he remarry? Or should he keep his second wife alongwith Her? Or should he abandon all worldly pleasures and go to the peak of Everest to perpetually meditate?

Well if I for one was in his shoes; then I wouldn’t do any of the above. Instead just accept all what was happening around me; as a part of my inevitably regretful destiny…..


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»When I lost my love

 

I drowned myself in large beer cans of alcohol,
lay the whole night on desolate sands of the beach,
traversed bare feet through scorching territories of
stone ground,
sang nostalgic rhymes while kissing the winter breeze,
grew strands of unruly beard on the immaculate skin of
my face,
stared unrelentingly all night at the cameo of
twinkling stars,
consumed food abstemiously with occasional sips of
soiled water,
erupted with volatile outbursts of anger at the
slightest of provocation,
walked at languid pace with the acerbic sun filtering
through my eyes,
wore pure suits of torn jute blended with cheap pieces
of leather,
lambasted myself with incessant strokes of the
whiplash at dawn,
distributed all my affluence to the needy and
impoverished,
disposed my smoke grey sedan in fathomless waters of
the ocean,
burnt all novels which contained even minuscule traces
of romance,
refrained to cast frivolous glances the charismatic
passing by,
sequestered myself from pragmatic realities of life,
spending life like a relic in a dilapidated barn,
ploughing the earth with my pickaxe shovel; the only
means of survival,
i had obscure memories of my last laughter,
the last time i had bounced radiantly; blooming with
life,
at the present moment though i sobbed all day and
sinister night,
i no longer possessed the power to win back my love,
to shrug of the obliterations and make her forever
mine.


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»When I needed you

 

When I needed loads of conviction to fight every
aspect of monotonous life; I looked into your
impeccably righteous eyes,

When I needed the exhilaration to surge forward after
wee hours of perilous midnight; I fondled your
voluptuously ravishing hair,

When I needed unrelenting stamina to clamber to the
ultimate summit of the mountain; I glimpsed at your
celestially exuberant smile,

When I needed that indispensable rejuvenation to
forget my battalion of pragmatic worries; I fondled
the rubicund pink of your mesmerizing cheeks,

When I needed a tunnel of mysticism to envelop my
conscience; I peered profoundly into the lines of your
daintily embellished palms,

When I needed overwhelming courage to face the hideous
hooded devil; I inhaled the divinely breath diffusing
compassionately from your nostrils,

When I needed the persevering ardor to indefatigably
execute my duties; I basked in the glory of your
gloriously golden beads of perspiration,

When I needed back my moments of nostalgic childhood;
I wholesomely blended my impoverished demeanor in the
folds of your sacrosanct lap,

When I needed the profuse virtue of benevolence to
help my shivering fellow beings; I glanced at the
immaculate integrity of your magnanimous soul,

When I needed the flame of desire to rise in my body;
I kissed your enchanting lips till eternity under the
resplendent ocean of moonlight,

When I needed the Herculean tenacity to trespass over
a blanket of thorns; I touched your feet; for the
blessings which saw me emerge victorious in each
mission I undertook,

When I needed that time should tumultuously fly; I
concentrated on your lightening fast flurry of
mischievous winks,

When I needed sleep after struggling for sweltering
days on the trot; I absorbed the rhapsodic melody in
your voice; that made me snore than the richest of
kings,

When I needed my devotion to mankind culminate into a
full blossom; I clasped your folded hands which prayed
incessantly towards the Sun, ’

When I needed to forget my departed ones; I bonded
your magical countenance tightly with mine; making me
wholesomely oblivious to the essence of veritable
death and pain,

When I needed to impregnate astounding sensitivity in
my routine form; I traced the outlines of your
ingratiatingly marvelous face,

When I needed to lead life to the fullest; I followed
your alluring footsteps; which kept boisterously
bouncing; irrespective of advancing time and age,

When I needed to die and relinquish even the most
minuscule draught of air I breathed; I looked at your
Omnipotent shadow; which followed me all the way to
the heavens,

And when I needed immortally love; I bonded with the
inner most core of your heart; and it was here that I
found a perpetual gift of sharing and care; it was
here that I found all the wealth I was so desperately
seeking in this miserably manipulative world….



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»When I realized

 

THE FIRST TIME I saw a blind man groping wildly in daylight; I felt like running away; profoundly appalled by the pathetic sight,
Although the next instant when I realized that I had eyes; was bestowed upon by the creator with pellucid sight; I maneuvered him benevolently to cross the crowded street.


The first time I saw a dumb man; trying to convey messages frantically waving his arms; I felt asphyxiated for breath; almost swooned heavily on the ground, Although the next instant when I realized that I had a tongue; I opened my mouth whenever he wanted to speak; to portray his message articulately to the world.


The first time I saw a maimed woman slithering helplessly on the ground; I felt globules of water well up my eyes, started to cry hysterically,
Although the next instant when I realized that I had a robust body; spurts of exhilaration circulating rampantly through my veins; I hoisted her deftly on my shoulders; transported her safely to her destination.


The first time I saw a grizzly haired old man with an abysmally shriveled skin; the cane stick he held shivering uncontrollably in his hands; I almost puked out the meal I had consumed for breakfast,
Although the next instant when I realized that I had enough skin on my knuckles; I solidly entwined my palms in his; commanded him immediately to emancipate his walking stick.


The first time I saw a deaf girl who didn’t budge an inch even after hearing the obstreperous horns of the train behind; I collapsed in a bedraggled heap; witnessing her sheer numbness to sound,
Although the next instant when I realized that I could decipher the most intricate of sound; I snatched her far away from the path of the stridently blaring train.


The first time I saw a mad man incoherently banging his fists against acrid glass; trespassing naked through the civilized streets; I cursed destiny under my breath for making him imbecile,
Although the next instant when I realized that I had a sagacious mind of my own; I draped him in somber clothes; placed him immediately under psychiatric care.

The first time I saw a leper begging with an empty container on the road; I let out a gasp; sobbing profusely in my heart,
Although the next instant when I realized that I possessed immaculate skin; I decided to scrape it from my body; to graft the same on him as he inevitably needed it.


The first time I saw an injured man lying under a conglomerate of debris and wrought iron; I felt gasps of nervous exhaustion feverishly escaping my nostrils,
Although the next instant when I realized that I had raw energy incarcerated in my tenacious bones; I utilized it wholeheartedly for extricating him; against all odds from the rubble.


And the first time I saw the acrimonious world; with blood sucking individuals marauding freely around; the corrupt society depriving the destitute; I thought of ending life there itself,
Although the next instant when I realized that the creator had blessed me with astronomical knowledge; the prudent ability to distinguish between the good and evil; I decided to fight audaciously; with my heart taking two beats at a time till I was successful in changing the complexion of this earth.


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»When I remember you

 

When I remember you; I always look at the
scintillating Sun; as it was in its profoundly blazing
rays; that I irrefutably sighted your wonderfully
Omnipotent eyes; empathizing with all humanity,

When I remember you; I always look at the vivaciously
exhilarating rainbow; as it was in its intriguingly
spell binding vivacity; that I irrefutably sighted
your robustly princely facial contours,

When I remember you; I always look at the
resplendently twinkling stars; as it was in their
exotically seductive shimmer; that I irrefutably
sighted your philanthropically smiling lips,

When I remember you; I always look at the timelessly
evergreen meadows; as it was in their mystically
exuberant dewdrops; that I irrefutably sighted your
handsomely impeccable skin,

When I remember you; I always look at the
enthrallingly fathomless skies; as it was in their
boundlessly bountiful vastness; that I irrefutably
sighted your invincibly Omnipotent form,

When I remember you; I always look at the ravishingly
ebullient ocean; as it was in its tantalizingly frothy
waves; that I irrefutably sighted your spirit of
intrepidly magical adventure,

When I remember you; I always look at the vividly
rustling breeze; as it was in its euphorically
unsurpassable enthusiasm; that I irrefutably sighted
your miraculously enlightening touch,

When I remember you; I always look at the unassailably
towering mountains; as it was in their indomitably
scintillating peaks; that I irrefutably sighted your
fearlessly Omniscient stride,

When I remember you; I always look at the freshly born
and innocuous infant; as it was in its incredulously
impeccable wails; that I irrefutably sighted your
perennially unending chapter; of blissfully timeless
creation,

When I remember you; I always look at the torrentially
rhapsodic rain; as it was in its perpetually endowing
beauty; that I irrefutably sighted your magnanimously
unprecedented blessings to one and all; living kind,

When I remember you; I always look at the ecstatically
unfathomable gorge; as it was in its celestially
endless enchantment; that I irrefutably sighted your
Omnisciently blessing shadow,

When I remember you; I always look at the marvelously
majestic fireball of truth; as it was in its
unconquerably fragrant ardor; that I irrefutably
sighted your benevolently princely voice,

When I remember you; I always look at the vividly
bustling beehive of life; as it was in its melodiously
harmonious sweetness; that I irrefutably sighted your
impregnable demeanor enveloped with the scent of
priceless humanity,

When I remember you; I always look at the beautifully
mesmerizing roses; as it was in their stupendously
righteous and triumphant scent; that I irrefutably
sighted your majestically Omnipresent aura; for times
immemorial,

When I remember you; I always look at the heavenly
sapphire crested nightingale; as it was in its
unbelievably benign and soothing voice; that I
irrefutably sighted your gloriously Omnipotent and
unparalleled artistry,

When I remember you; I always look at the godly cradle
of uninhibited forgiveness; as it was in its divinely
virtue to condone all inadvertently wrong; that I
irrefutably sighted your holistically everlasting
soul,

When I remember you; I always look at the sprouting of
the eternally romantic seasons; as it was in their
astoundingly rejuvenating newness; that I irrefutably
sighted your insurmountably tireless elements of
symbiotic creation,

When I remember you; I always look at the unlimited
infernos of compassionately eclectic breath; as it was
in their poignantly unshakable vibrancy; that I
irrefutably sighted your astonishingly divine chapter
of perpetual proliferation,

And when I remember you; I always look at the
victoriously throbbing heart; as it was in its
ardently immortal beats of love; that I irrefutably
sighted your ingratiating persona; it was in its
formidable passion that I sighted your wonderfully revolving Universe….


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»When I saw her

 

WHEN I SLAMMED my eyes shut; with vigorous tenacity,
My hands started trembling in animated ecstasy.


When I stopped my hands from shivering; pinning them down,
Infinite hair on my persona stood up in poignant alacrity.


When I soothed down dainty nodules of hair; applying Luke warm pads of heat,
Juxtaposed clusters of my teeth commenced to chatter in indignation.


When I put brakes on my teeth chattering; executing exorbitant power,
The big toe in my feet started to nostalgically reverberate.


When the big toe in my feet ceased to flutter; as I firmly pressed it on the cold floor,
Balloons of stale air got formed in mouth chamber; inflating it disproportionately.


When my mouth transited itself to realms of synchronized normalcy,
My neck started to prolifically bleed; as if stung by a million thorns.


When my neck got rehabilitated; after plucking out a plethora of nails,
Obstreperous cacophony profoundly iterated itself in my sensitive ear.


When sensations of abhorrent sound dramatically reduced in capacity,
Fiery vibrations strangulated my fists in entirety.


When my hands pacified themselves; releasing their clenched demeanor,
Intricate cavities in my heart started to throb turbulently.


And eventually when her enchanting silhouette unfolded before my sight,
I fell in celestial stupor on her dainty feet,
With all the commotion drowned forever; in torrential rain showers of her unrelenting love.


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