doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its unceasing bravery and Omnipresent exhilaration,
Just because somebody calls the chapter of endlessly bestowing life an amorphously stuttering oblivion of treacherous death; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its astoundingly indomitable and miraculous proliferation,
And just because somebody calls our unequivocally immortal love a manipulatively sinful compromise; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its perpetually bonding beats and magnetically humanitarian swirl .
18. FOR ME
For all in the colossal Universe it was simply a shriveled pathway of; deadened twigs and incongruously mangled leaves,
But for me it was more sacred than all holiness majestically circumscribing the atmosphere; as her divinely feet had blissfully walked upon it; just an instant ago .
For all in the gigantic Universe it was simply an inconspicuously waif stream; ludicrously drying as the austerity of the midday Sun increased even an infinitesimal trifle,
But for me it was more heavenly than the walls of resplendently blessed paradise; as her bountifully enthralling lips had sipped water from it; just an instant ago .
For all in the fathomless Universe it was simply a sordidly ramshackle house; disdainfully embroiled in the wrath of miserably remorseful desolation since
centuries unprecedented,
But for me it was more priceless than the blood compassionately gushing through my veins; as her miraculously humanitarian silhouette had wandered in it; just an instant ago .
For all in the unceasing Universe it was simply a lifelessly beleaguered stone; being ruthlessly kicked left; right and center by a juggernaut of aliens as time rapidly unraveled,
But for me it was more insuperable than every conceivable power of the sky; as her iridescently godly palms had fondled it; just an instant ago .
For all in the mesmerizing Universe it was simply a cadaverously barren canvas; amorphously fretting in a mist of inconsolable loneliness,
But for me it was more beautiful than the entire beauty of this panoramic beauty compounded together; as the whites of her impeccable eyes had stared at it;
just an instant ago .
For all in the magnetic Universe it was simply a deranged bit of disillusioned sheepskin; painstakingly withering with even the most diminutive draught of
wind pounding it on the jagged slopes,
But for me it was more ardent than the vibrant electricity of this entire earth; as she had worn it on her enchantingly effulgent skin; just an instant ago .
For all in the Herculean Universe it was simply a lackadaisical flower; forlornly shutting its petals at the onset of blackness; and shedding them like nine-pins at the tiniest innuendo of storm,
But for me it was more fragrant than all righteousness that radiated from this globe; as she had cast her invincibly peerless shadow upon it; just an instant ago .
For all in the limitless Universe it was simply a whiff of evanescently exhaling air; that punctuated the atmosphere like countless more of its kind,
But for me it was more unconquerable than the spirit of timelessly godly existence on this mesmerizing earth; as she had inhaled it and made it her enchanting breath;
just an instant ago .
And for all in the boundless Universe it was simply a worthless beat that randomly floated in the arid winds; purposelessly swirling around without any ostensible rhythm or rhyme,
But for me it was more charismatic than the chapter of mystically endowing life; as she had immortally made it the perennial love of her heart; just an instant ago .
19. WILL “ I LOVE YOU” EVER DO ?
Will a spuriously ludicrous armory of cadaverously artificial teeth ever do; instead of the perpetually real and resplendently philanthropic smile ?
Will a listless godown of debasingly artificial twigs ever do; instead of the beautifully real and enigmatically exhilarating forest ?
Will a monotonously tyrannical lexicon of boundlessly artificial words ever do; instead of the timelessly real and fantastically ebullient poetry ?
Will an obnoxiously robotic geyser of listlessly artificial water ever do; instead of the wonderfully real and ingratiatingly charismatic waterfall ?
Will the lugubriously deadened stacks of ridiculously artificial wool ever do; instead of the enchantingly real and compassionate amiable sheep ?
Will the disdainfully mechanical arms of the emotionlessly artificial clock ever do; instead of the majestically real unfurling of the mesmerizing day and inscrutably tantalizing night ?
Will the dolorously invidious air of the bombastically artificial air-conditioner ever do; instead of the blissfully real and poignantly swirling storm ?
Will the monstrously demonic and flamboyantly artificial aircraft ever do; instead of the invincibly real and brilliantly unassailable apogee of the indomitable mountains ?
Will the manipulatively chiseled and erroneously artificial idol ever do; instead of the Omnipotently real and everlastingly unconquerable Creator divine ?
Will the lackadaisically whimpering and hedonistically artificial currency coin ever do; instead of the timelessly real and invincibly priceless spirit of Omnipresent truth ?
Will the snobbishly flickering and dastardly artificial bulb ever do; instead of the indomitably real and fathomlessly ubiquitous rays of the Godly Sun ?
Will the commercially decrepit and sleazily artificial feature film ever do; instead of the regally real and fragrantly bountiful anecdotes of mystically unleashing life ?
Will an unscrupulously unsavory and pugnaciously artificial pandemonium of robotic lines ever do; instead of the effulgently real and spell bindingly eclectic artist’s sketch ?
Will the unceremoniously programmed and imperturbably artificial armor ever do; instead of the unflinchingly real and altruistically immortal soldier ?
Will vindictively colored and bawdily artificial ice-cream ever do; instead of the handsomely real and ebulliently glistening avalanches of frosty ice ?
Will parsimoniously mundane and egregiously artificial edifices ever do; instead of the ecstatically real and vividly mysterious interiors of the voluptuously titillating caves ?
Will the brutally fudged and repugnantly artificial discotheque music ever do; instead of the insuperably real and irrefutably marvelous voice of the eternal conscience ?
Will the murderously choked and penuriously artificial oxygen cylinder ever do; instead of the sensuously real fabric of Omnisciently quintessential breath ?
And will the infinitesimally ethereal and transiently artificial words “ I Love you ” ever do; instead of the celestially real and universally bonding beats of the fearlessly divine heart ?
20. YET INSIDE
The most cataclysmically decimating atmosphere might be perpetually silent; with the only palpable sounds around being those of celestially sleeping organisms; outside,
Yet Inside; uncontrollably vicious maelstroms of frenetic desperation arose in my soul; without your beautifully symbiotic voice; O! Eternal beloved .
The most thunderously roaring of sky might be unbelievably calm; with not even the most mercurial speck of thunder and tempestuous lightening flashing around; outside,
Yet Inside; every ingredient of my blood hedonistically died a death more ghastlier than veritable death; without your impeccably bestowing eyes; O! Priceless Beloved .
The most uninhibitedly adventurous sea might be imperturbably snoozing; with not even the tiniest wave bobbing upon its fathomlessly undulating periphery; outside,
Yet Inside; every bone of my impoverished body; was slowly and slowly deteriorating into infinitesimally vituperative nothingness; without your majestically blessing palms; O! Heavenly Beloved .
The most miraculously radiating of stars might be blissfully resting; with not even the most ethereal of twinkle mischievously emanating from their tra
nquilly altruistic countenance; outside,
Yet Inside; devastating fires of hell were cold-bloodedly charring the fabric of my holistic existence; without your stupendously enamoring and vividly tantalizing lips; O! Omnipotent Beloved .
The most melodiously captivating nightingales might be nimbly humming themselves and their kin into invincible siesta; with the tapestry of the handsomely starless evening gradually setting in; outside,
Yet Inside; apocalypses of hapless retribution were fulminating intransigently in every pore of my conscience; without your philanthropically endowing fragrance; O! Bountiful Beloved .
The most ferociously penalizing fireball of Sun might have abjured for the day; bidding a regally transient adieu to the firmament of the exhilaratingly enchanting cosmos; till the rising of the next dawn; outside,
Yet Inside; relentlessly truculent whiplashes of inexplicably bizarre agony pierced every quarter of my truncated demeanor; without your spellbindingly mystical
dance; O! Unassailable Beloved .
The most brilliantly unprecedented epitomes of the mountains might have humbly surrendered to the mist of the seductively emollient clouds; peacefully fantasizing and drifting into the realms of insuperably glorious paradise; outside,
Yet Inside; brutally barbarous cleavers sadistically knifed through even the most evanescent trace of my happiness; without your everlastingly effulgent aura; O! Timeless Beloved .
The most piquantly stinging stalks of chili might have succumbed to the gorgeously serenading raindrops; losing even the most minuscule iota of poignant consciousness to the sensuously ravishing droplets of mother nature; outside,
Yet Inside; the thorns of unfathomably unceasing depression snapped the fangs of my torturous existence more vociferously every unfurling instant; without your symbiotically benign essence; O! Mellifluous Beloved .
And the most hedonistically marauding of Dinosaurs might be synergistically snoring; with even the most robustly titillating of ambrosia failing to make the slightest of indentation on their reverie; outside,
Yet Inside; the corpses of cadaverously venomous meaninglessness stabbed me beyond the threshold of ultimate despair and loneliness; without your immortally blessing love; O! Omnipresent Beloved .
21. GIVE ME DEATH INSTEAD
Give me death instead; the most gloriously charismatic venom wholesomely snapping the fangs of my torturously truncated existence,
Give me death instead; the most handsomely spotless fabric of amorphous white; wholesomely sealing the outlet of my bizarrely decrepit existence,
Give me death instead; the most royally fantastic of reprieve; wholesomely demolishing even the most diminutive speck of exhilaration from my insipidly
lackadaisical existence,
Give me death instead; the most fascinatingly silent seduction; wholesomely making me abjure even the most capricious trace of my disgustingly perfidious worldly
existence,
Give me death instead; the most blissfully permanent rest; wholesomely extinguishing even the sinful chapter of my ghoulishly bedraggled existence,
Give me death instead; the most celestially everlasting comfort; wholesomely diminishing my form forever and ever and ever from the textbooks of my egregiously manipulative existence,
Give me death instead; the most unbelievably mute fading; wholesomely swiping the reigns of my idiosyncratically insane existence,
Give me death instead; the most fragrantly ultimate standstill; wholesomely massacring the remorsefully fleeting wind of my existence,
Give me death instead; the most eventually deciding signature on life; wholesomely decimating the ominous crux of my forlornly lambasting existence,
Give me death instead; the most finally submissive consequence; wholesomely vanquishing even the most ethereally mercurial trace of prejudiced pain dreadfully circumscribing my cadaverous existence,
Give me death instead; the most ubiquitously final closure; wholesomely annihilating even the most infidel iota of my penuriously blood-sucking existence,
Give me death instead; the most unavoidably unalterable authority; wholesomely conquering even the most parsimoniously depraving wind of my parasitically besmirched existence,
Give me death instead; the most concluding connotation of life; wholesomely devastating even the most whimsical knot of my nonchalantly pugnacious and
sadistically crucifying existence,
Give me death instead; the most irrefutable sign of extinction; wholesomely snatching even the most frigid whisker of my uxoriously sodomizing and vindictively ballistic existence,
Give me death instead; the most ingratiatingly dreamless sleep; wholesomely finishing even the most fecklessly stingy desire of my worthlessly malevolence
and debilitatingly dastardly existence,
Give me death instead; the most explicitly truthful desecration of life; wholesomely assassinating the dungeons of my cannibalistically distraught and murderously sinful existence,
Give me death instead; the most miraculously astounding way to reach heaven/hell; wholesomely trampling even my inconspicuously disoriented and politically maiming existence,
And it is my humble request to you O! Almighty Lord to give me a death more invidiously gory than the most treacherously punitive of death instead; but please
don’t give me salaciously abysmal betrayal; please don’t give me the most immortal love of my life for just an instant; and then betrayal for the remainder of my destined time .
22. ATLEAST DON’T FORGET
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
innocuously adorable face; explicitly proclaiming it to the entire Universe; as a maligned gutter with streaks of hedonistic black; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my redolently masculine palms; audaciously proclaiming them to the entire Universe; as ghoulishly begging bowls of vindictively victimizing prejudice; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
mischievously twinkling eyes; invidiously proclaiming them to the entire Universe; as disastrously orphaned dustbins of bizarrely amorphous white; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
bountifully silken hair; salaciously proclaiming them to the entire Universe; as parsimoniously abhorrent and frigidly blood-sucking parasites; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
unflinching camaraderie; satanically proclaiming it to the entire Universe; as an obnoxiously fretful corpse of sadistically gory betrayal; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
lusciously rubicund lips; demonically proclaiming them to the entire Universe; as a trashcan of sleazily lackluster and uxoriously forlorn invectives; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
mystically magnetic ears; barbarously proclaiming them to the entire Universe; as egregious molehills of cadaverously stagnating and lugubriously wretched feces; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
insurmountably unceasing devotion; bewitchingly proclaiming it to the entire Universe; as an agonistically murderous reflection of devastating hell; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
tantalizingly seductive sweat; ominously proclaiming it to the entire Universe; as a raucously desolate pool of venomously betraying crime; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
eclectically exotic poetry; beguilingly proclaiming it to the entire Universe; as unprecedentedly threadbare gibberish which eventually l
ead to the gallows of treacherous extinction; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
mellifluously enchanting voice; unceremoniously proclaiming it to the entire Universe; as a dying pig’s dastardly decaying groan; instead,
I won’t mind it the slightest if you forever choose to wholesomely forget my
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