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»Man comes without anything. Lives without anything. Dies without anything.

 

Bizarre loneliness when I was writing; after all who’d sit beside an eccentrically fanatic brain; try and decipher the infinite wild fantasies that engulfed each ounce of his soul till times beyond eternity,

Wretched loneliness when I was eating; after all who’d relish the prospect of waiting till forgetfully odd hours of the day and night; to see me devour gigantic chunks of food at a time; with my unkempt bohemian hands,

Crippling loneliness when I was driving; after all who had the zeal to wade through a boundless kilometers on the trot on plain roads; transported to another world of divine sublimity—with the congruent and incongruent beats of full volume music,

Insane loneliness when I was on bed; after all who’d want to stay wide awake like the ghoulish owl all night; and then snore like a dead man as the Sun unrelentingly blazed and burnt all arid day,

Vindictive loneliness when I was in a formal party; after all who’d want to stand with an emotional fool who spoke like a new born baby with his heart; shrugging deep into his shell amidst the tiniest manipulative subtleties of the tongue,

Forlorn loneliness when I was walking; after all who’d want to amble with a person who kept unabashedly gazing at the sky—divulging his innermost secrets with it; rather than trust the frivolously prejudiced human race,

Abject loneliness when I was angry; after all who’d want to be beside an individual who was insanely ready to quit his life that very moment; for protecting even the tiniest leaf of the tree which the society outside massacred on various religious pretexts,

Egregious loneliness when I was victorious; after all who’d want to be a part of ones ecstatically unabashed celebrations; which saw one cuddle just like an inconsolably crying newborn child; into the lap stretched from the idol of the Creator Divine,

Disastrous loneliness when I faltered and floundered; after all who’d want to be a part of a reclusively dogmatic losing camp; in this world where each second unfurling was defined as quick money,

Despairing loneliness when I bonded into matrimony; after all who’d accept an esoteric recluse lost in an entrenchment of enigma 24 X 7; when there were so many societal formalities to be relished & fulfilled,

Sadistic loneliness when I ventured to earn; after all who’d pat the back of an employee who made the entire organization bankrupt in a single instant; donating every bit of wealth towards philanthropy and all ailing living kind,

Inexplicable loneliness when I chatted with my kin; after all who’d want their sibling to be writing poetry sitting at home all the time; when the society outside was minting millions with every stroke of technology,

Brutal loneliness when I visited the doctor; after all who’d associate with an epitome of fanatic sensitivity; wherein the world stood wholesomely ready to be clinically cured & executed,

Jinxed loneliness when I tried to save mother nature; after who’d want to make me a friend and thus relinquish cutting those freshly born branches of the tree; which were infact an ungainly nuisance to their otherwise crystal clear vision,

Debilitating loneliness when I visited the temple; mosque; church or monastery; after all who’d like to befriend someone who trespassed beyond his own religion; visualizing only a singleton form of the Lord in each holy place of bountiful worship,

Insidious loneliness when I converted into humanity; after all who’d like to chat with someone who’d chosen a religion which simply wasn’t defined in the infinite pages of what their ancestors and society had to say,

Satanic loneliness when I adopted a child; after all who’d want to mingle their potently masculine or feminine shadows; with a man whom they thought had adopted; only for he was too weak to procreate his very own blood,

Diabolical loneliness when I died; after all who’d want to associate even in the most remotest possible way with the lifeless; in their so called triumphant terminologies and successful management mantras of life,

And though all my life I refused to believe this; but how true was it when God said; that man comes on this earth without anything; continues to symbiotically exist without anything; and eventually goes under the soil; again without anything. After all who are we to challenge his Omnipotent principles of existence?

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»Sign Goodwill Treaty (GoodwillTreaty.org). Let the Magic Begin .

 





It was a document which invincibly bonded every living being under the Sun; into a citadel of unparalleled friendship and bountiful charm,

It was a document which transcended over every vindictively deplorable barrier of caste; creed; color and religion—forever disseminating the sole mantra of benign humanity,

It was a document whose scent was as naturally uninhibited as the first rays of eternal dawn; enlightening countless estranged with the thrill to unitedly love and live,

It was a document which perpetually defeated even the most infinitesimal trace of the devil; with its words and essence of heartfelt righteousness,

It was a document whose spirit to symbiotically exist captured the minds of the old and young alike; exhorting them to embrace one another as the most unassailable human race alive,

It was a document which gave unconquerable wings to the truest expression of liberty—which was infact the most Omnipresent panacea to exist,

It was a document which so breathtakingly demonstrated the most efficacious healing on earth; was the one which commenced with the innermost voices of the passionate soul and heart,

It was a document which royally quelled all inconsolable suffering; myth; curse and wails on the planet; with a balm of palpable everlasting togetherness,

It was a document which unflinchingly perpetuated the seed of self belief; spontaneously evoked the entire living race to rise to a renaissance for goodness and calm,

It was a document whose sole voice was its alphabets of philanthropic good will; which hummed inexhaustibly to scrap every bit of terror from its very non-existent roots,

It was a document which was the Omnipotent power of the Sun & Moon at the same time; ardently displaying the most eclectic graphs of human stalwarts & nature; alike,

It was a document which torrentially rained a mist of selfless patriotism upon every entity alive; blessed every tune of innocent existence with an unconquerable power to survive,

It was a document which so miraculously conveyed the message of World Peace; in a few succinct lines penned from every fervently true beat of the heart,

It was a document which ignited the most dormant arenas of the brain; towards a gorge of fabulously burgeoning human understanding,

It was a document which inundated every parched reservoir of the heart with unprecedented joy; as if one were browsing through the most imperiously impactful moments of ones life,

It was a document which unabashedly provoked you to shrug off every ounce of anxiety; formality; spuriousness from your life---become the optimistic sunshine of every new unfurling tomorrow,

It was a document which bore your majestic initials in the most veritable shades of Black & White; diffused your poignant spirit to holistically survive—to the whole world outside,

It was a document which was fantastically fathomless in every sphere of goodness; your most earnest right to exist as a mass of infallible oneness upon this planet,

It was a document which spelt its own inimitable will to exist; be the indomitable shoulder always to each of your comrades traversing the soil of mother earth; alive,

It was a document which cast its spell of undefeated togetherness forever upon mother earth; never letting you feel neglected; oblivious; solitary and despairingly deprived,

It was a document whose aura would remain immortal; as long as there breathed life in the true elixir of brotherhood upon the trajectory of planet divine,

It was a document which would be majestically mentioned in foremost pages of the history books; as one of the most mutually powerful metamorphosis of all mankind,

It was a document which blessed you with the truest definition of freedom; irrespective of where you existed; in every ingredient of your mind; body and benevolent spirit,


Hold on ! Hold on ! Before you start perceiving it to be some miraculous gem fallen from the sky; let me inform you that it was just a Treaty for World Peace & Humanitarian Goodwill—conceptualized by one of the finest humanitarians that ever can be. Bryant McGill.

But don’t you worry; the magic is waiting to begin NOW—THIS VERY MOMENT; only once you sign the Goodwill Treaty by both; electronically and hand; finding it celestially alive at its most spectacular website - goodwilltreaty.org ….

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»For me what made Bryant McGill truly Royal .

 

Poem on ‘Bryant Mcgill’—Internationally Acclaimed Poet, Author of World’s No. 1 McGill’s English Dictionary of Rhyme, Inspirational Author & Founder of the International Goodwill Treaty for World Peace (Official Website at - bryantmcgill.com )




Royalty drifted most inscrutably from his ‘English Dictionary of Rhyme’; which had enchanted millions in its ebulliently rhythmic swirl—perennially captured the imagination of the globe as being the best and most inimitable of its kind,

Royalty drifted most charismatically from his ‘Benign Smile’; which made him approachable to one and all--- escalated him as an instant hero of the masses as well as the most unparalleled of celebrities; alike,

Royalty drifted most enigmatically from his ‘Eternal Poems’; which magnetized every conceivable living being to bond in the spirit of love; compassion and togetherness--- stirred the soul of even the ghastliest of devil to think of the divine,

Royalty drifted most bountifully from his ‘Endearing Fingers’; which unassailably intertwined with the essence of existence as it came---caressed every palpable object in vicinity with the zealous energy to unflinchingly survive,

Royalty drifted most unconquerably from his ‘Varied Charities’; which inexhaustibly strived to ameliorate every suffering on the planet—with the scepter of altruistic healing straight from the soul,

Royalty drifted most triumphantly from his ‘Magical Peace Treaty’; which timelessly breathed to unite the entire planet in a miraculous rainbow of good will and compassion—so that every human achieved true freedom its truest context,

Royalty drifted most vivaciously from his ‘Bewitching Photography’; which so astoundingly rendered color and passion to the most rustic things of life---capturing the freshness that reveled most spontaneously in the ever-proliferating countryside,

Royalty drifted most enchantingly from his ‘Countless Communities’; which majestically struck a chord with millions of Entrepreneurs/Professionals via lightening fast Internet---provided a platform for one and all to divulge the innermost realms of their conscience,

Royalty drifted most infallibly from his ‘Angelic Family’; with the divinely frolic and gestures of his daughters---enlightening many an inexplicably devastated life into a fountain of ecstatically rejuvenated breath,

Royalty drifted most symbiotically from his ‘Uninhibited Shadow’; which fearlessly taught one and all as to how a fellow living being can be helped in even the most tiniest of capacity—irrespective of the spurious differences of caste; color; religion and creed,

Royalty drifted most jubilantly from his ‘Priceless Signature’; which depicted the impeccable clarity of his undefeated ideals and thoughts; regurgitating every bit of deteriorating naked paper that it kissed,

Royalty drifted most seamlessly from his ‘Imperious Ears’; which were astoundingly sensitive to the faintest cries of his compatriots in inconsolable pain---triggered every pore of his body to selflessly rise to help and seek help—to the most ardent of his capacity,

Royalty drifted most blissfully from his ‘Ubiquitous Quotes’; which perpetuated a sky of undying inspiration in each of his readers veins - imploring them every instant to gallop forward into the road not traversed yet; and still emerge victorious,

All this and more were ofcourse true. But for me; what made ‘Bryant Mcgill’ truly ‘Royal’ was every beat of his unhindered heart palpitating solely for the religion of humanity - palpitating solely so that the entire world united into a singleton mass of friendship and love - far away from any idiosyncratic dimensions of hatred; color; caste; creed; money and tribe .

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»No heart should ever miss

 

No bird should ever miss the exuberant breeze; the
unsurpassable bits of vivacious sky; which triggered
it to shrug all inhibitions and perpetually fly,

No panther should ever miss the exotic wilderness of
the fathomless jungle; the kingly ambience of the
royal den which passionately awaited its oligarchic
personality,

No butterfly should ever miss flamboyant sunlight;
those vividly boisterous rays that unveiled its
grandiloquent beauty; fomented it to gleefully fun and
frolic,

No fish should ever miss the ravishingly swirling sea;
the unfathomable depths of emerald water which made
them magnificently glide like a prince; till times
ahead of eternity,

No cloud in the cosmos should ever miss the torrential
fountain of rain; the incomprehensible sea of golden
water which tumbled down in ecstatic frenzy; upon
disastrously parched ground,

No mother should ever miss playing with her most
cherished child; tossing it amicably in air; after
harnessing it with her blood and milk,

No glowworm should ever miss the stupendously alluring
night; the voluptuous blanket of blackness that aptly
propelled it to emanate its dazzling glow,

No eyelid should ever miss a flirtatious wink; the
infinitesimally inconspicuous action which sparked of;
a flurry of mischievously animated smiles,

No lip should ever miss an insatiably passionately
kiss; the ardent caress which made it float in realms
of impregnably fascinating fantasy,

No tortoise should ever miss the sprawling meadow of
plush grass; the astoundingly remarkable bliss it was
blessed to laze in; along with pecking at a festoon of
innocuous insects wandering carelessly around,

No pen should ever miss to marvelously scribble and
write; the insurmountable grandiloquence it imparted
to simple words; granting them a stature beyond the
kings,

No fruit should ever miss the tantalizing bedcover of
succulent leaves; the boundless network of chocolate
brown tendrils which sequestered it from the most
turbulent storm and rain,

No serpent should ever miss guarding an
unprecedentedly colossal treasury of gold biscuits;
protecting perseveringly earned wealth with the power
of its irrefutably sacred hood,

No valley should ever miss the ingratiatingly spell
binding echo; the enigmatic tunnel of reverberations
that diffused thereafter; the captivating tunes which
had so much to say,

No mind should ever miss a relentlessly proliferating
fantasy; the indefatigably enchanting reverie it
placed the body in; to exist even beyond infinite
births,

No ear should ever miss the fabulously gorgeous tunes
of the nightingale; the overwhelmingly seductive
melody in the rhapsodic sound; which made the soul
oblivious to all inexplicable misery and sadness,

No throat should ever miss heavenly mountain water;
the divinely liquid that cascaded down gently from the
pristine slopes; imparting ultimate contentment to the
viciously struggling conscience,

No nostrils should ever miss compassionately volatile
breath; the cloudbursts of rejuvenating air flowing
incessantly into the lungs; pioneering fresh traces of
life every unfurling instant,

And no heart should ever miss the immortal river of
love; which made just one singular life of tangible
existence; equivalent to countless more lifetimes…..





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»Happy Birthday to Indias most fascinating Business Magician---Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani…

 

Happy B’day to India’s most fascinating Business Magician---Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani…(Written on the momentous occassion of his 50th Birthday celebrations on April 19, 2007)



Just a sideways glace at his fierily expressive eyes was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to fathom the extraordinarily unique from bits of limpid nothingness’,


Just a sideways glance at his majestically creased forehead was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to timelessly relish every bit of royal goodness on planet divine’,

Just a sideways glance at his ardently emotive eyebrows was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to zealously jog forward in the profound fervor of enigmatic life’,

Just a sideways glance at his unflinchingly phlegmatic footsteps was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to befit a legacy which was considered to be the most unconquerable of all our times’,

Just a sideways glance at his innocuously poignant lips was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to timelessly spell a boundless ocean of realistic dreams in a world otherwise swamped by prejudiced war’,

Just a sideways glance at his astoundingly sensitive ears was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to rise to the most obscure shreds of creativity around; like a magician always euphorically rising to the spirit of newness’,

Just a sideways glance at his uninhibitedly sculpted fingers was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to add a perpetual sparkle to even the most mundanely squandering of destinies’,

Just a sideways glance at his regally jostling palms was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to harness the bestest elements of space around into an invincible empire of prosperous togetherness’,

Just a sideways glance at his effervescently brimming shadow was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to dream beyond the horizons of time; and yet pay true homage to the priceless parents, God and soil which had created it’,

Just a sideways glance at his honestly philanthropic shoulders was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to tower taller than the skies in the face of disaster --and forever bear fruit to the dreams of a billion indians’,

Just a sideways glance at his inexhaustibly upright spine was enough to convey—that they it was ‘born to lead this great country to only infallible success in every department and direction that a living organism could ever conceive’,

Just a sideways glance at his perseveringly sculpted chin was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to rest its outlines only upon the tracks of benevolently charmed victory till as long as life pumped in the veins’,

Just a sideways glance at his fervently cascading breath was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to metamorphose each impossible into a pragmatic paradise of possibles with the blessings of his parents and lord divine’,

And whilst all this just happened sideways---I just kept wondering and wondering and wondering as to what’d happen when I savor the honor of meeting India’s most fascinating business magician Eye to Eye—as that’d be one of the most enlightening moments of my life,

Till then, here’s wishing ‘Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani’ via this poem written on the impoverished paper of my heart, a very happy and celestially blessed birthday which brings to the fore every unfinished desire of his bountiful soul and life…

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»Tribute Poem on DNA Newspaper-The 3 Magical Alphabets-DNA
They were 3 ALPHABETS which wove a web of intrigue, even in the most
monotonously arid of atmosphere,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which held their own inimitable identity;
amongst an infinite others which simply made no rhyme or realistic
sense,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which tantalized the most ordinary of brain; to
fantasize beyond realms of the unknown,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which had the might to evolve a complete living
race from the scratch; with the blessings of the Almighty Lord,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which traced the most infinitesimal aspect of
origin; then rose slowly and gradually to tower as the spirit of life
as existence progressed,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which constituted the backbone of every
personality alive; its intelligentia to carve a path amidst a pack of
wolves,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which rose over every caste; creed; religion and
race; depicting every soul's true mirror to the world even after it'd
died,

They were 3 ALPHABETS explicitly explained every ounce of evolution
with everlasting mysticism; as life painstakingly ticked every minute
to survive,

They were 3 ALPHABETS which injected color, charm, enlightenment into
every barren piece of paper; everytime one chose them to write,

And the best part. When these 3 ALPHABETS united together they formed
the most revolutionary and enthralling newspaper of my choice.
Showering courageous journalism from all round the globe with every
first rays of the Sun.

This very Newspaper is now in my hands. Its known as the "Daily News
& Analysis" or rather shall we say the magical 3 ALPHABETS united
together to proclaim its short form as the " DNA"….

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»Rewriting history with poems of Immortal Love…

 

Without it; the entire planet would solely disseminate the fragrance of heavenly compassion; once again bonding into an ocean of mystically symbiotic sharing; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would perpetually master the act of bountiful sharing; once again lending its shoulder to its fellow beings at every stage of inexplicable existence; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would blossom into the most mesmerizing cistern of peace; once again enchantingly whispering the tunes of ubiquitous harmony; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would metamorphose each ounce of ghastly bloodshed into unflinching togetherness; once again embracing the mantra of oneness in the breath; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would miraculously coalesce into solely the religion of humanity; once again forgetting every gory discrimination; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would commence to sing the magical tunes of love at first sight; once again romancing in the aisles of unbridled desire each instant of destined life; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would celebrate each living second that unleashed as the most Omnipotent panacea of success; once again living like a king till death chokes; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would commemorate death as the ultimate fruition of every existence; once again replenishing the spiritual center to the core; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would understand the greatest achievement lay in selflessly serving all fraternities and forms of humanity; once again tracing its quintessentially sacred roots; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would realize that benevolent deeds and not baseless power could attain heaven; once again inexhaustibly striving to uplift impoverished humanity; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would irrevocably dissolve all its arrogance into a pool of humanitarian humility; once again assimilating true independence in each of its robust veins; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would let nature uninhibitedly spawn in delectable unison with every of their zealous step; once again seeking invincible refuge in the lap of mother earth; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would patronize the impregnable spirit of live and let live; once again speaking only the dialect of spellbindingly united companionship; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would resemble a virgin island of untainted faith and meditation; once again lost in the unparalleled fervor to seek the divine; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would believe in only one Creator who untiringly taught the religion of humanity to one and all; once again simplifying the true elixir to blissfully survive; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would truly imbibe that honesty is the ultimate scepter of all righteousness; once again cleansing the soul like that of a newborn child; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would tolerate each human for what they were and not for what they couldn’t be; once again stretching its feet only till its quota of allotted space on the venerated soil; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Without it; the entire planet would replace every non-existent corpse of terrorism and revenge with the sky of infallible brotherhood; once again following each perpetual cry of the heart; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,

Therefore if I had the entire of it; where ‘it = each bit of murderous money squandering on this earth’; I wouldn’t waste an instant pondering further; but would burn it immediately into wisps of livid nothingness---so that every line written as above triumphantly leapt from these sheets of mundane paper; to rewrite the chapters of history once again with the poems of immortal love….

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»WAYN

Am a proud WAYN.com member at member.wayn.com/nikhilparekh99, now connected to thousands of my fans and friends via this most spectacular website.

Poem: WAYN.com - Lets me share my heart online

Intriguing was the fact that I came to know who was blissfully awake
in every corner of the fathomless earth,

Exhilarating was the fact that I could communicate with millions at a
singleton click of the mouse and greet my fellow human with an
environment friendly e-card,

Unparalleled was the fact that I could find all those whom I'd lost by
spate of misfortune and amidst the painstakingly monotonous rat-race
of my impoverished life,

Mesmerizing was the fact that I could share my views on virtually
every topic under the Sun; feel tingled to the last bone of my spine
on the fearless forums and message boards,

Spell-binding was the fact that I could plan even the minutest of my
travel's sipping exuberant tea; simultaneously see which of my friends
were coming in my land; coming to me,

Intriguing was the fact that I could witness the entire planet
meticulously synchronized into a map; beautifully decipher my moorings
from an otherwise hackneyed sense of direction,

Bountiful was the fact that I could see how amazingly my friends had
changed in their photos and videos; share my set of musings too with
their humanitarian souls,

Impeccable was the fact that I was reminded in astounding time; to
sing for each of my dear friends; the magically replenishing birthday
rhyme,

Triumphant was the fact that I could endlessly pen down anything that
evoked my soul; in my daily wanderings and fantasies via my personal
blog,

Euphoric was the fact that I could switch over to a myriad of fun
games online; whenever looking for an option out of my otherwise
miserably bedraggled life,

Celestial was the fact that I could search; network and sift through
millions of new names; thereby discovering planet earth at its very
versatile and vibrant roar,

Enlightening was the fact that I could evolve my very own personal
profile with the most minuscule of my accolades; likes and dislikes;
which eventually proved my launching pad to network with the entire
earth outside,

Awesome was the fact that I could invite my boundless networks from
across the globe; to join me as one united sea of invincible humanity;
and with the power of immortal poetry,

But 'Unconquerable' and the 'Best' was the fact-that WAYN.com-(Where are
You now) -rightfully proclaimed the World's Largest Travel and
Lifestyle Community-lets me share each priceless beat of my heart;
with anyone and everyone online; as long as there lived our planet
divine..

Copyright (c) by Nikhil Parekh. All Rights Reserved.
 
»A heart for another heart….

 

An eye for another eye; would definitely plunge the entire world into a mortuary of cringing darkness—would definitely make the entire world blind,

A tongue for another tongue; would definitely dumb the entire world into a wall of haplessly delirious silence—would definitely make the entire world mute,

An ear for another ear; would definitely plague the entire world into a unfathomably deep gorge of sadistic nothingness-- would definitely make the entire world deaf,

A lip for another lip; would definitely devastate the entire world into a corpse of irrevocably jinxed sadness--- would definitely make the entire world flagrantly morose,

A hand for another hand; would definitely plummet the entire world into a carcass of fetidly indescribable hopelessness---would definitely make the entire world beg beyond holistic heights,

A spine for another spine; would definitely incarcerate the entire world into chains of sacrilegiously blackened slavery---would definitely make the entire world denigrated beyond self respect,

A stomach for another stomach; would definitely emaciate the entire world into infinite skulls of reproachful hunger—would definitely make the entire world vindictively starve,

A neck for another neck; would definitely curse the entire world into an inconsolably hideous dungeon of emptiness—would definitely make the entire world a bloodily anarchist battlefield,

A vein for another vein; would definitely devastate the entire world into a demonically sadistic lacunae—would definitely make the entire world plaintively emotionless,

A finger for another finger; would definitely coerce the entire world to cacophonically beg for a lifetime on the streets—would definitely make the entire world a pile of worthlessly rusted brittle pins,

A skin for another skin; would definitely freeze the entire world into a gutter-pipe of shivering and cloistered hopelessness—would definitely make the entire world crumble even under the strongest of blistering Sun,

A shoulder for another shoulder; would definitely deteriorate the entire world into a slushpile of abysmally pitiful remorse—would definitely make the entire world directionless,

A leg for another leg; would definitely sink the entire world into the marshes of despondently orphaned doomsday—would definitely make the whole world forlornly maimed,

A scalp for another scalp; would definitely lead the entire world into a ghost-town of venomously sordid blackness---would definitely make the whole world a hallucinated fool,

A bone for another bone; would definitely squelch the entire world beyond the threshold of unimaginable despair—would definitely make the whole world irrevocably maimed,

A tooth for another tooth; would definitely bruise the entire world into dastardly tastelessness—would definitely make the whole world remorsefully bland,

A cheek for another cheek; would definitely distort the entire world into a coffin of crucified ugliness---would definitely make the entire world a perennially maudlin scarecrow,

A blood-drop for another blood-drop; would definitely metamorphose the entire world into a veritably breathing hell—would definitely make the entire world a reproachfully stinking ghost,

Whist a heart for another heart----would definitely immortalize the entire world into the religion of eternal mankind----make the entire world fall forever and ever and ever without a chance to ever rise up; into the ocean of immortal humanity and love….

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»A Generation which never loses. We are Generation Y

 

Out of the clutches of societal desperation,

Out of the realms of spurious religious conflict,

Out of the gutters of frustratingly penalizing politics,

Out of the traditionally barbarous mindsets of the typical chauvinist,

Out of the tunnels of superficially illiterate darkness,

Out of the battlefields of fanatically baseless bombarding and war,

Out of any brutal offerings of flesh and life to the feet of the
Omnipotent God,

Out of the stinkingly deplorable hell of feckless dictatorship,

Out of the monstrously malaise mansions of tyrannical rules and regulations,

Out of the sinister dungeons where definitions of 'caste', 'creed',
'color', remained jailed,

Out of any frigidly exploiting caves of 'tantra', 'yantra', 'mantra' and astrological drama,

Out of any evil spirit trying its maniacal best to forever taint the fabric of humanity,

Out of any impractical preachings which ludicrously seemed applicable only after death,

Out of any anecdote of self inflicted loneliness which only led to dementia at its very best,

Out of mush-mushy candy floss romances which only led to shattering of the heart into an infinite pieces,

Out of the dusty roads of laziness and foolhardy stagnation,

Out of the holocaustic perverted mindset- which massacred at random in the robes of a holy priest,

Out of the non-existent shadows of anarchy—which'd cast a pall of morbid gloom across each aspect of our priceless senses,

Out of the blackness of ignorance which let us breathe only to the song of strangulating death,

We're here. We're back. We're roaring n alive as the generation of the new millennium—as the generation which never loses—as the generation of now— as 'Generation Y'….