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»Spirit never dies

 

Artists die; their art never dies,
Trees die; their wind never dies,
Music dies; its tunes never die,
Birds die; its flight never dies,
Roses die; their scent never dies,
Ocean die; their tanginess never dies,
Eyes die; their empathy never dies,
Fires die; their passion never dies,
Forests die; their mysticism never dies,
Clouds die; their enchantment never dies,
Moonlight dies; its resplendence never dies,
Peacocks die; their dance never dies,
Kings die; their royalty never dies,
Time dies; its essence never dies,
Moments die; their memories never die,
Light dies; its horizons never die,
Sportsmen die; their euphoria never dies,
Humanitarians die; their philanthropism never dies,
Lips die; their smiles never die,
Kisses die; their intensity never dies,
Soldiers die; their bravery never dies,
Courtesans die; their seduction never dies,
Ink dies; its literature never dies,
Idols die; their morals never die,
Eagles die; their majesty never dies,
Caresses die; their compassion never dies,
Echoes die; their enigma never dies,
Footsteps die; their path never dies,
Saints die; their blessings never die,
Storms die; their flamboyance never dies,
Cuckoos die; their dawn never dies,
Embraces die; their warmth never dies,
Beehives die; their sweetness never dies,
Shadows die; their incantation never dies,
Lightening dies; its exhilaration never dies,
Beauty dies; its fragrance never dies,
Pioneers die; their conviction never dies,
Conjurers die; their magic never dies,
Philosophers die; their ideals never die,
Waterfalls die; their exuberance never dies,
Fantasises die; their excitement never dies,
Exemplaries die; their reflection never dies,
Explorers die; their expedition never dies,
Clocks die; their time never dies,
Muscles die; their ardour never dies,
Desires die; their fascination never dies,
Relationships die; their intimacy never dies,
Fairies die; their innocence never dies,
Crops die; their soil never dies,
Deeds die; their virtue never dies,
Styles die; their grace never dies,
Castles die; their grandiloquence never dies,
Mothers die; their tenderness never dies,
Civilizations die; their rudiments never die,
Religion dies; its equality never dies,
Palms die; their destiny never dies,
Blood dies; its poignancy never dies,
Revolution dies; its belligerence never dies,
Winks die; their flirtation never dies,
Food dies; its taste never dies,
Flesh dies; its character never dies,
Brain dies; its ideas never die,
Squirrel dies; its vivaciousness never dies,
Perspiration dies; its perseverance never dies,
Fingers die; their signature never dies,
Language dies; its expression never dies,
Exhibitions die; their masterpieces never die,
Exemplifications die; their experiences never die,
Gladiators die; their brazenness never dies,
Glaciers die; their rejuvenation never dies,
Color dies; its vibrancy never dies,
Poet dies; his poetry never dies,
Messiahs die; their truth never dies,
Panthers die; their growl never dies,
Awards die; their triumph never dies,
Nightingale dies; its melody never dies,
Fabric dies; its shelter never dies,
Horse dies; its gallop never dies,
Caves die; their voluptuousness never dies,
Designs die; their harmony never dies,
Comrades die; their friendship never dies,
Whistles die; their ebullience never dies,
Events die; their activity never dies,
Species die; their impressions never die,
Night dies; its captivation never dies,
Mission dies; its optimism never dies,
Solitude dies; its contentment never dies,
Dolphins die; their animation never dies,
Spiders die; their webs never die,
Youth dies; its exultation never dies,
Entrepreneurs die; their vision never dies,
Renaissance dies; its freedom never dies,
Lovers die; their love never dies,
Heart dies; its beats never die,
Body dies; its benevolence never dies,
Breath dies; its omnipotence never dies,
And life dies; but its spirit never dies…
 
»Squint eyed

 

Some presumed that I was staring towards the sky;
while some felt that I gazed towards the gutter
flowing across cold ground,

Some presumed that I was staring as straight as an
arrow towards the blackboard; while some felt that I
was flirting around with beautiful girls sitting by
the corner,

Some presumed that I was staring towards the scarlet
cherries strewn on the embellished dining table; while
some felt that I was conversing merrily with my
revered mother,

Some presumed that I was staring at the haystack
trying to search for the inconspicuous little needle;
while some felt that I was trying to capture the
bull's attention to get stupidly gored,

Some presumed that I was staring at the fleet of birds
flying high and handsome in air; while some felt that
I peering down the crease of my garishly striped pant,

Some presumed that I was staring pleadingly at my Boss
spuriously adorned on the golden chair; while some
felt that I was capriciously looking out of the
ventilator fitted a few inches beneath the square
ceiling,

Some presumed that I was staring at the boisterous
street inundated with normal pedestrians and swanky
cars; while some felt that I was watching television;
lazily dozing in the plush drawing room,

Some presumed that I was staring at fish in the waters
of the ocean; while some felt that I profoundly
admired the stars shine,

Some presumed that I was staring relentlessly at my
wife; while some felt that my gaze was furtively
concentrated on the exotically alluring neighboring
window,

Some presumed that I was staring
at the mosquitoes
hovering incessantly around my nose; while some felt
that I was appreciating the grizzly lizard
incorrigibly stuck to the middle of the ceiling,

Some presumed that I was staring at the pages of the
literary textbook; while some felt that I was trying
to peevishly count the number of hair on my silken
scalp,

Some presumed that I was staring into the bathroom
mirror for hours immemorial; while some felt that I
followed every movement of the sordid cockroach on the
sparkling white floor,

Some presumed that I was staring unforgivingly at the
hideous monster; while some felt that I was in the
midst of blissfully mesmerizing fantasy; voraciously
rolling my eyeballs from side to side,

Some presumed that I was staring at the festoon of
crimson roses sprouting in voluptuous tandem from the
soil; while some felt that I was violently searching
for my loved ones in brilliant daylight,

Some presumed that I was staring innocuously at the
Judge seated on the cradle of irrefutable justice;
while some felt that I looked towards the floor in
cowardly guilty submission,

Some presumed that I was staring at my watch adroitly
wound across my wrist; while some felt that I looked
wistfully at the clouds; anticipating thunderbolts of
tantalizing rain,

Some presumed that I was staring at the statue of my
God placed dead straight; while some felt that I was
haphazardly searching for my way on the crowded and
bustling lane,

Some presumed that I was staring at her celestially
romantic doorstep; while some felt that I was gazing
at the old mans forehead,

Some presumed that I was staring at the opalescent
fountains fulminating at astronomical heights in the
serene atmosphere; while some felt that I nodded every
now and then at my vaguely obscure shadow on the
ground,

And although I might be squint eyed; I was still
better than most of you would ever think; as I
possessed this inherently uncanny ability to
completely fool whomsoever I desired; whenever I
wanted; which you miserably failed to imbibe the
slightest; even though you had two pairs of perfect
eyes; during the course of your entire lifetime…
 
»Stamp

 

Every envelope needed a stamp of indispensable
denomination; in order to successfully deport and
proficiently reach its consummate place of
destination,

Every writer needed a stamp of is publisher as well as
his consortium of ardent admirers; in order to gain
profound inspiration and surge ahead with flamboyance
in life,

Every mountain needed the stamp of blistering Sun; in
order to feel pompously elated and tower handsomely
towards open patches of blue sky,

Every dog needed the stamp of its master; in order to
incessantly wag its tail in exuberant happiness;
loyally guard colossal property that lay perilously
vulnerable all throughout the treacherous night,

Every mother needed the stamp of her innocuous child;
in order to make her life complete in all respects; in
order to make her realize that she was indeed the
richest woman alive,

Every palm needed the stamp of enigmatic lines; in
order to provide it the unfathomably mystical and rich
luxury of destiny,

Every horse needed the stamp of its rider; in order to
gallop majestically through undulating expanse of
boundless land; win the race amidst countless other of
its kin and kind,

Every pen needed the stamp of its manufacturer; in
order to optimistically emboss unsurpassable lines of
exquisite literature; keep indefatigably writing with
tumultuous confidence,

Every ocean needed the stamp of its vivaciously
swirling waves; in order to portray to the world that
it was turbulently tangy and a stupendously
magnificent sight,

Every chest needed the stamp of impeccable fabric; in
order to accentuate its robustly bulging contours to
the outside world; present itself congenially and
blend superbly with the intricacies civilized society,

Every day needed the stamp of date; in order to depict
its overwhelmingly vital significance; keep in tandem
with the exact unleashing of whirlwind time,

Every meadow of green grass needed the stamp of the
sacrosanct cow; in order to prove that it was indeed
the most exotic food found on this planet; had
encompassed in its blades all the inevitable
ingredients to sustain life,

Every web woven with slimy thread needed the stamp of
the long legged spider; in order to cast its
mystically enigmatic impression on the aliens who
faintly witnessed it,

Every boat needed the stamp of a captain; in order
maneuver adroitly through the stormy waters; transport
its scores of insurmountably nostalgic passengers;
safely to the welcome shores,

Every jeweled throne needed the stamp of a prince; in
order to continue its lineage of oligarchic legacy;
look incredulously royal even under the most
diminutive rays of moonlight,

Every skeleton needed the stamp of rubicund flesh; in
order to tenaciously move; rise up with inexorable
resilience to each horrendous barricade of life,
Every kettle needed the stamp of reinvigorating
sizzling brown tea; in order that people caressed its
glistening periphery with loads of compassionate
warmth,

Every shoe needed the stamp of bohemian foot; in order
to kick rhapsodically in ebullient atmosphere; hurl
itself with rampant freedom to every nook and cranny
that it liked,

Every eye needed the stamp of sparkling vision; in
order to profusely engross and admire the unfathomable
number of sights that existed bountifully in this
world,

Every tongue needed the stamp of commanding voice; in
order to make its presence felt amongst a horde of
wolves; and celestially survive,

And every heart needed the stamp of immortal love; to
passionately palpitate not only in life; but even
infinite years after inevitable death….
 
»Stark Naked

 

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally austere uniform of the disciplinarian policeman; which contained not even the most infinitesimal insinuation of a salaciously decrepit blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally checkered uniform of the Spartan taxi-driver; which contained not even the most insouciant insinuation of a diabolically slavering blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally impeccable uniform of the persevering butler; which contained not even the most lackadaisical insinuation of a penuriously tawdry blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally shrewd uniform of the negotiating politician; which contained not even the most intangible insinuation of a bawdily ghoulish blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally simplistic uniform of the emotionless waiter; which contained not even the most invisible insinuation of a wretchedly tyrannical blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally hygienic uniform of the clinical doctor; which contained not even the most inconspicuous insinuation of a dingily flagrant blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally stretchable uniform of the unflinching athlete; which contained not even the most parsimonious insinuation of a devilishly imbecile blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally flannel uniform of the laconic clerk; which contained not even the most infidel insinuation of a vindictively truculent blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally navy-blue uniform of the impoverished sweeper; which contained not even the most transient insinuation of a licentiously incoherent blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally professional uniform of the unnerved business magnate; which contained not even the most ethereal insinuation of a satanically incongruous blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally straightened uniform of the stringent school teacher; which contained not even the most ephemeral insinuation of a pugnaciously devastating blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally sanctimonious uniform of the artificial air-hostess; which contained not even the most evanescent insinuation of a devilishly treacherous blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally crisp uniform of the reticent barber; which contained not even the most fugitive insinuation of a wickedly sacrilegious blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally brackish uniform of the obdurate fisherman; which contained not even the most disappearing insinuation of a nonchalantly unsolicited blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally plaintive uniform of the mechanical ombudsman; which contained not even the most oblivious insinuation of a hedonistically lambasting blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally calibrated uniform of the robotic engineer; which contained not even the most obfuscated insinuation of a preposterously delirious blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally grey uniform of the perfectionist cobbler; which contained not even the most diminishing insinuation of a hideously sadistic blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally labeled uniform of the tireless concierge; which contained not even the most sequestered insinuation of a sinfully sordid blemish,

You might wholesomely engulf the chest with the most formally scented uniform of the nonplussed priest; which contained not even the most obsolete insinuation of a dastardly balderdash blemish,

But yet; and inevitably yet; irrespective of the caste; creed; religion; race or the most unsurpassably undefeated aura of the formal uniform adorning it; the heart beneath it was unabashedly free; the heart beneath it was unbelievably emotional; the heart beneath it was insuperably humanitarian; O! yes the heart beneath the chest was stark naked…
 
»Start and end

 

Perennially insuperable happiness STARTS; exactly from
the point where the traumatic voices of self
inflicting insanity and meaningless frigid depression;
ENDS,

Blazingly inimitable triumph STARTS; exactly from the
point where the cadaverously ignominious and
deliriously forlorn graveyard of betrayal; ENDS,

Enchantingly royal sensuousness STARTS; exactly from
the point where the stone of egregiously inane and
treacherously decrepit stagnation; ENDS,

Stupendously bestowing literacy STARTS; exactly from
the point where the apocalypse of dastardly
manipulation and population explosion; ENDS,

Resplendently effulgent scent STARTS; exactly from the
point where the gallows of pathetically devastating
and monotonously invidious boredom; ENDS,

Unflinchingly fearless martyrdom STARTS; exactly from
the point where the venom of grotesquely ludicrous and
abjectly derelict cowardliness; ENDS,

Peerlessly unsurpassable beauty STARTS; exactly from
the point where the web of diabolically distorted and
disgustingly gratuitous politics; ENDS,

Handsomely fructifying titillation STARTS; exactly
from the point where the mortuary of baselessly
slavering and hedonistically lurid commercialism;
ENDS,

Eternally blessing truth STARTS; exactly from the
point where the well of abysmally hopeless and
haplessly staggering lies; ENDS,

Unconquerably divine poetry STARTS; exactly from the
point where the daggerhead of indiscriminatingly
torturous and malevolently salacious greed; ENDS,

Timelessly enamoring success STARTS; exactly from the
point where the fog of viciously disparaging and
endlessly hyperbolic ego; ENDS,

Astoundingly panoramic proliferation STARTS; exactly
from the point where the carcass of agnostically
hypochondriac and threadbare abstention; ENDS,

Magically heavenly brotherhood STARTS; exactly from
the point where the battlefield of demonically
cold-blooded and brutally unsolicited slavery; ENDS,

Uninhibitedly priceless freedom STARTS; exactly from
the point where the whiplash of satanically corrupt
and horrifically incarcerating dictatorship; ENDS,

Perpetually benign melody STARTS; exactly from the
point where the tune of the cacophonically parasitic
and ungainly squelching devil; ENDS,

Ubiquitously regale harmony STARTS; exactly from the
point where the war of bawdily infinitesimal and
worthlessly murderous power; ENDS,

Timelessly endowing humanity STARTS; exactly from the
point where the prison of tyrannically truculent and
flagrantly penalizing indiscrimination; ENDS,

Miraculously blessed paradise STARTS; exactly from the
point where the tornado of dogmatically rotting and
mercilessly annihilating abhorrence; ENDS,

And Immortally Godly love STARTS; exactly from the
point where the holocaust of sinfully stuttering and
sleazily obfuscated retribution; ENDS…
 
»Start being creative

 

Creativity is a shadow that incessantly flutters;
changing its dimensions every unleashing second,

Creativity is something which is indefatigable;
proliferating to the most unprecedented limits as each
idea manifests,

Creativity is a milestone which always eludes; running
further and further away; just when you thought you'd
perpetually achieved it,

Creativity is a dream that could besiege you even
under the most sweltering rays of sunlight;
disappearing into infinitesimal wisps of
non-existence; as abruptly as it had come,

Creativity is an island that crops up like
thunderbolts of lightening; suddenly from amidst the
most remotest portions of clouds in the sky,

Creativity is a hunger which never subsides; remaining
disastrously famished; even after masticating the most
wonderful fruits on this earth,

Creativity is a flower which blossoms into infinite
petals every unveiling instant; endlessly shooting
towards the sky; even after its ultimate summit had
been reached,

Creativity is mesmerizing froth which kept you always
exuberant; wholesomely rejuvenating the most
pathetically dying nerves in your body,

Creativity is a fabulously voluptuous mirage that you
sighted even in the murkiest of light; enticing you in
its web of seductive unpredictability,

Creativity is a newly born infant; inexplicably
metamorphosing its patterns as each moment of the day
unleashed,

Creativity is a rainbow of multitudinal colors;
magnificently spreading its fragrance of newness in
every person whose life was engulfed with despicable
doom,

Creativity is an ocean of tumultuously undulating
waves; with each wave instantaneously reforming itself
to unsurpassable proportions; after clashing against
the conglomerate of treacherous rocks,

Creativity is the chapter of relentless procreation;
with each entity in the Universe giving birth to an
unrelenting myriad of trendsetting forms,

Creativity is the flamboyant Sun which forever glows;
dissipating its festoon of grandiloquently exuberant
rays to every dying room; which badly needed it,

Creativity is an echo which reverberates till
eternity; tirelessly changing its pitch like the heart
of a passionately robust lover,

Creativity is the pulse of uncertainty; a sound
escalating higher than turbulent thunder and yet
remaining unheard,

Creativity is an insurmountably tantalizing
seductress; luring your entire countenance to realms
beyond the point of no control,

Creativity is an arrow which doesn’t kill; instead
harnesses ebulliently animated traces of sacrosanct
life; all the time,
Creativity is a road with incomprehensible number of
bifurcations; with each path leading to the most
beautiful gift called; Existence,

And most importantly Creativity is not exclusive; its
there hidden in all of you; So c'mon lets start
discovering it gorgeously priceless forms; infact the
time is now ripe enough to START BEING CREATIVE….
 
»Starved

 

Every writer is starved for a publisher; the
indispensable channel to propagate his work
ubiquitously into the entire world,

Every granule of desert sand is starved for
cloudbursts of rain; those glistening globules of
water to impart it with new life,

Every eye is starved for beauty; those ravishing forms
of mysticism which grant unsurpassable pleasure and a
glint to its exhausted persona,

Every valley is starved for an echo; that voluptuously
resonating sound that clashes delectably against the
gloominess of the still atmosphere,

Every scorpion is starved for a sting; those robust
globs of innocuous flesh; which grace it the
astronomical privilege of piercing its ominous
tentacles,

Every sports car is starved for a driver; who can grip
its steering wheel with insurmountable machismo; speed
it at whirlwind speeds; with its nozzle handsomely
permeating through majestic carpets of air,

Every dog is starved for a bone; the tantalizing
slices of red meat to appease its gluttony till
unprecedented limits,

Every mosquito is starved for immaculate entities; on
whose impeccable flesh it could sit all day; and
satanically suck blood all throughout the savage
night,

Every lip is starved for a kiss; that volatile inferno
of unimaginable passion it stirred at the tiniest of
caress,

Every armpit is starved for sweat; that fountain of
shimmering juice which made it feel all the more
stupendously exotic,

Every ear is starved for the voice of the nightingale;
that ingratiating fantasy which it inevitably
fomented; as it slowly drifted before blending with
the senses,

Every knuckle is starved for a punch; that astounding
feeling of bravado which irrefutably descended; as it
pounded through loose balls of open space,

Every soul is starved for childhood; those profusely
mischievous moments which divinely tickled it to rise
higher above the angels,

Every barren pond is starved for the royal lotus; the
magnanimously alluring odor that profoundly
illuminated each second of its unfurling life,

Every telephone is starved for a melodious ring; that
inexorably tinkling sound that made all around it rise
with unanimous solidarity,

Every butterfly was starved for sunlight; those fiery
beams of the Sun God which filtered optimistic rays of
hope in its miserably cloistered existence; engendered
it to dance and fly,

Every mind was starved for ravishing fantasy;
fathomlessly fabulous dreams which incessantly kept it
in a state of perpetual bliss,

Every heart was starved for its beloved; the
incomprehensible ardor she generated to unrelentingly
accelerate its each beat,

And every life was starved for love; that immortal
affinity it solely desired since the time it took its
first breath; the very reason it was still breathing
and alive….
 
»State of the art

 

State of the Art cars; to philander in; whistle past
the ingratiatingly voluptuous countryside like a trice
of a bullet,

State of the Art fabric; to compassionately entrench
the shivering flesh of my body; gallivant in the most
garishly pompous fashion; through contemporary city
streets,

State of the Art aircrafts; to transport me to the
most fathomlessly unbelievable parts of the globe; as
I royally caressed through mystical puffs of cotton
clouds,

State of the Art lawns; for me to transgress through
at the crack of nostalgic dawn; profusely absorb the
exotic river of golden dew drops with the silken
periphery of my feet,

State of the Art watches; to display the accurate
unveiling of time; illuminate the dolorous atmosphere
with their ethnically silver shine,

State of the Art computer; to punch in keywords at
thunderbolt velocities; reach even the most obsolete
corner of this planet with the innocuous ease of a new
born child,

State of the Art footwear; which was thoroughly
resilient against the most tumultuous of storm;
trespassed like an untamed panther over a blanket of
satanically acrimonious thorns,

State of the Art swimming pool; in which I plunged for
a stupendously rejuvenating swim; fantasizing
unrelentingly under the festoon of amicably twinkling
stars,

State of the Art pen; with its grandiloquently golden
nib embossing my magnanimous signature over every
currency check I endorsed,

State of the Art food; with the most exotic cuisine on
this earth served majestically on my platter; a
labyrinth of embellished spoons fervently awaiting an
encounter with my slavering mouth,

State of the Art sun glasses; to sequester me from the
acrid sun; enticing gasps of incredulously augmenting
admiration; from my battalion of followers on the
streets,

State of the Art shampoo; to impart a fabulous
redolence to my scalp; engendering an unsurpassable
cloud of bubbles to handsomely diffuse in placid
carpets of air,

State of the Art garlands impregnated with a gorgeous
conglomerate of shimmering pearls; to make me feel
infinite times higher than the crowned king,

State of the Art office; equipped with the most swanky
contraptions; which shrunk the entire world; into an
infinitesimally minuscule wired village,

State of the Art farms; through which I flirted when
my mind commanded; frolicking in gay abandon with
clusters of immaculately furry sheep,

State of the Art libraries overwhelmed with the most
enigmatically captivating books; which I supremely
relished to read; under the seductively plush air of
the air-conditioner,

State of the Art cameras; for me to capture the most
astoundingly mesmerizing sights in this Universe;
click infinite times in a single instant; to relax the
pertinently welling pressure of my palms,

State of the Art breath to inhale; filtered by the
most stringently conventional air purifiers; ensuring
that I lived my life to the most unprecedented of its
capacity,

But most importantly; uninhibitedly natural rudiments
of love; which made me actually enjoy all that was
State of the Art; kept me for unfathomable births;
always alive…..
 
»Stealing my heart

 

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my car; whizzed past the meandering slopes
of the valley at roaring speeds; and blended profusely
with the spirit of adventure,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my swanky perfume bottle; flooded your
entire entity by prolifically sprinkling the same;
basked in the aisles of unsurpassable fragrance that
emanated as a ramification,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my shoes; audaciously clambered up the
mountains; tightly fitting them to your nimble skinned
soles,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my drum replete with glistening jewels;
embellished your entire body with scintillating
garments portraying them bombastically to the outside
world,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my appetizing morsels of food; feasted on
the same sipping delectable pints of red wine on the
verdant slopes of the ecstatic waterfall,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my entire wardrobe of clothes; philandered
through the rustic fields adorned in cowboy boots;
audaciously brandishing your tomboyish attire,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my feather tipped pen; sketched exquisite
shapes of the voluptuous stars lingering in the
cosmos; emptied all the ink entrapped within to sign
the bulky chequebooks,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my books; had a smashing time in browsing
through the majestic ensemble of beautiful words;
drowning yourself wholesomely into the tantalizing
fantasy imprisoned within,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my colossal dwelling; leaving me scorched
and dry on the streets to uncertainly weave my way
around,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you
stole my children; frolicked and enjoyed with them on
the sea shores; while I brooded incessantly in moments
of gruesome silence,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you
stole my diamond studded sword; swished it violently
around; pretentiously pretending to inhabit the royal
throne,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you
stole by bushy beard and moustache; tossing my hair
around in unprecedented glee; after plucking them from
my skin furtively in the night,

It didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if you
stole every single penny of my wealth; absconded away
with the gargantuan conglomerate of currency that I
had perspired for all my life,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my entire fleet of teeth; adroitly removing
them after injecting me with unfathomable doses of
sedation; giving them as a special bone to your pet
dog to relish and chew,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my fame; perfidiously bad mouthed about me
to as far and wide as you possibly could in this
world; trying to abysmally look me down in front of
people whom I irrefutably revered and adored,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my infectious smile; whipping me
indefatigably with your acerbic string of sardonic
comments; made me cry by hurling at me abuses which I
had never come across in the most wildest of my
dreams,

It really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even if
you stole my ideals; inevitably compelling me to act
against my own wishes; blackmailing me
indiscriminately by exploiting my supremely sensitive
points,

And it really didn’t matter to me the slightest; even
if you stole my life; made me relinquish precious
breathing; secretly poisoning the water I gulped;
viciously adulterating my big tumbler of morning milk
with snake venom,

As all these things were too trivial to bother me; for
you had already committed a robbery even greater than
this stealing my heart when you met me several years
ago; making me a slave of your immortal love;
And today whatever else you stole did not impact me
the slightest; simply and miserably failed to bother
me at all
 
»Stay Happy, Stay Alive

 

Stay on top of the blisteringly sweltering equator;
uncontrollably basking in the insatiably flamboyant
glory of the Omnipotent Sun,

Stay on resplendently inebriating avalanches of
scintillating ice; bountifully feasting every
ingredient of your crimson blood; on the stupendously
frosty mountains,

Stay on rustic landscapes of indigenously panoramic
mud; indefatigably tingling even the most
infinitesimal bud of your skin; with melodiously
enchanting grass,

Stay under the unrelentingly cascading waterfalls;
replenishing your drearily insipid nerves with the
mantra of harmoniously holistic; symbiotism,

Stay wherever you like; but stay in rhapsodically
ebullient happiness; stay ubiquitously diffusing into
a fountain of everlasting jubilation; stay forever and
philanthropically alive…..

1….

Stay abreast the ferociously dazzling fires;
metamorphosing even the most frigidly pernicious
moments of your bedraggled life; into a sky of
unconquerable optimism,

Stay intrepidly relaxing on the gigantic shark’s back;
unfurling into a gorge of unfathomably exhilarating
adventure; as each instant rampantly zipped by,

Stay tirelessly under the placidly mesmerizing Moon;
enchantingly pacifying your tumultuously frazzled
persona; with euphorically impeccable charisma,

Stay intractably near the aromatically appetizing
kitchens; supremely tantalizing your disastrously
impoverished nostrils; with the most delectably exotic
cuisine that lingered on this gigantic Universe,

Stay wherever you like; but stay unassailably bonded
in threads of solidarity; stay as God’s most
innocuously blessed organisms; stay forever and
philanthropically alive…..

2….

Stay rolling with the immaculately burgeoning
mushrooms; marvelously saluting their honesty; as the
first rays of dawn unleashed from the royally ethereal
horizons,

Stay wholesomely blended with hives of the boisterous
honey bee; profusely enveloping every cranny of your
diminutive demeanor; with unsurpassably never-ending
sweetness,

Stay unflinchingly confronting the most mightiest of
tornadoes; relishing the sheer propensity of
compassionate moisture; on every impression of your
pathetically fading visage,

Stay powerlessly surrendered at the pristine feet of
your divine beloved; profoundly nourishing every
droplet of your scarlet blood; with all beauty that
serendipitously enshrouded this planet,

Stay wherever you like; but stay always encapsulated
with impregnable prosperity; stay shoulder to shoulder
with your comrades in inexplicably traumatic pain;
stay forever and philanthropically alive…..


3….

Stay lifelong with all unfortunately staggering
destitute; inundating enlightening rays of desire in
the lives of all those vindictively orphaned,

Stay intransigently upon the sordidly uninhibited
rooftop; languishing in the aisles of unending desire;
without caring two hoods about the conventionally
diabolical society,

Stay brazenly bare chested on the ecstatically
gallivanting horse; timelessly exploring the ravishing
aura of this earth; as the majestically glorious wind
gushed past the whites of your joyously blazing eyes,

Stay concisely synchronized in the dormitories of the
swanky corporate office; rejoicing the quintessential
fundamentals of pragmatic management; to their
unprecedented fullest,

Stay wherever you like; but stay with a smile blessing
your countenance till times beyond eternity; stay
pricelessly bonded with the fabric of eternally
melanging mankind; stay forever and philanthropically
alive…..