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  witnessed on this relentless earth before .

  She might be rustically indigenous and simplistic; with even the most capricious iota of glamour being unsurpassable miles away from her rudimentary persona,

  But the unassailable fireballs of perpetual breath in her nostrils; harbored such indefatigable support for each of my philanthropic mission; that was never ever

  witnessed on this Herculean earth before .

  And yes ; she might be existing in a tumbledown shack of frigid seaweed; right since the moment she emanated her very first breath; during the course of being

  uncouthly whipped by the inclement planet outside; and till the last instant that she bid the earth a final goodbye,

  But the glorious river of unconquerable beats in her heart; harbored such immortal love for my life and beyond; that was never ever witnessed on this eclectic

  earth before .

 

  23. THE HEART AND THE MANNEQUINS. 

  Mannequins of idiosyncratically insipid nothingness; to relentlessly satiate the minds of all  those insanely purposeless and pathetically lunatic,

  Mannequins of salaciously unending treachery; to insatiably titillate the appetites of all those; uncouthly besieged in the graveyards of bizarrely unforgivable manipulation,

  Mannequins of sordidly lecherous dust; to intransigently appease the gluttony of all those; lackadaisically slithering in the aisles of nonchalantly debilitating boredom,

  Mannequins of ludicrously collapsing and frigid matchsticks; to sleazily placate the souls of all those; abhorrently prejudiced in the ruthlessly parasitic shackles of greed,

  Mannequins of fecklessly worthless and ungainly insomnia; to intractably titillate the eyes of all those; devilishly slandering and massacring; without the most infinitesimal of purpose in vibrant life,

  Mannequins of cheaply glittering corruption; to surreptitiously trigger the bloodstream’s of all those; tyrannically beheading to catapult to the zenith of baseless power and prosperity,

  Mannequins of forlornly fretful obsolescence; to incorrigibly pamper the footsteps of all those; deliberating inflicting torturous pain on self and everlasting humanity,

  Mannequins of satanically decaying blood; to demonishly charm the senses of all those; indiscriminately trampling the trajectory of mother earth; with unsurpassably obnoxious drudgery,

  Mannequins of blatantly discordant and heinous lies; to dogmatically pump the silhouettes of all those; regretfully incarcerated in whirlwinds of abominably

  abashing cowardice,

  Mannequins of egregiously stony silence; to irretrievably pacify the visages of all those; wasting every unfurling moment of their lives; disconcertingly smarting in the gutters of wastrel neglect,

  Mannequins of diabolically perverted and pugnacious stink; to irrefutably tranquilize the tongues of all those; barbarically wanting to gobble immaculately truthful skin,

  Mannequins of savagely lambasting and cacophonic abuse; to truculently please the skins of all those; drifting the spell bindingly fathomless Universe into the corpse of murderously threadbare politics,

  Mannequins of penalizingly mocking laughter; to irrevocably stimulate the cells of all those; trying to invidiously infiltrate into the web of ingratiatingly celestial peace and unflinching solidarity,

  Mannequins of traumatically desensitizing death; to disparagingly inebriate the persona’s of all those; wholesomely indifferent to the magnanimously blissful

  proceedings of this enthralling planet,

  Mannequins of disastrously impoverished and gory skeletons; to unrelentingly enlighten the bodies of all those; horrifically unbelieving in the chapters of

  vivaciously mesmerizing existence,

  Mannequins of inexplicably salacious and unprecedented starvation; to inexorably please the spirits of all those; ghoulishly entangled in webs of insidiousness;

  without a mind; body or soul,

  Mannequins of acrimoniously sinister darkness; to indefatigably gratify the ego’s of all those; sinking deeper and deeper into the preposterously ghastly crematorium of hideous crime,

  Mannequins of lugubriously indolent non-existence; to incessantly cajole the nerves of all those; who cursed even the most bountifully resplendent beauty of God;

  from their very first cry,

  But an unassailable garden of love; love and only sensuously timeless love; to perennially immortalize the heartbeats of all those; uninhibitedly wanting to

  wander in a world of freedom; uninhibitedly wanting to breathe forever in a world of philanthropically unending togetherness .

  24. I AM ONLY; MY HEART’S SLAVE

   

  I might not earn even an infinitesimal penny in the entire of my lifetime; discordantly wailing on the preposterously penurious streets,

  I might get ruthlessly kicked at every quarter of the acridly conventional society; for paving an irrefutably sparkling path of my very own,

  I might disdainfully stumble on every step that I tread; staggering in the aisles of remorseful nothingness as I valiantly followed the path of irrefutably philanthropic righteousness,

  I might not savor even the most inconspicuous of accolade throughout the tenure of my entire life; being brutally squelched into my grave by the tyrannically thwarted world,

  Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its invincibly mesmerizing and timeless beats; do exactly what it says .

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  I might treacherously lose even the most capricious iota of my voice; torturously overpowered by the uncouth globe from all sides,

  I might get unsparingly maimed for the remainder of my life; as the rampantly marauding devils; snapped the fangs of my existence even before I could emanate my

  first breath,

  I might spend every unfurling second of the day in gruesomely morbid darkness; as the parasites of hell invidiously gouged my eyes; for ostensibly no fault of mine,

  I might find myself incarcerated behind the diabolically sordid prison bars; as all superpowers of the earth incarcerated me for not blending with corridors of spurious ostentation and manipulative malice,

  Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its poignantly seductive and unconquerable

  beats; do exactly what it says .

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  I might pathetically coalesce with ominously threadbare dust for times immemorial; dissipating into an infinite fragments as the planet outside massacred

  me left; right and sensitive center,

  I might disappear forever into realms of nonchalantly lackadaisical oblivion; as elements of the barbarically ostracizing society didn’t tolerate the waves of uninhibited freedom; perpetually enshrouding my soul,

  I might have to devour savagely coldblooded stones for each of my meals; as the planet preferred to give even the most fetid leftovers of their food; to the dogs in

  the street instead,

  I might inadvertently cause anguish to all around me; as they couldn’t bear to see an organism not blending with their barrels of sleazy wine and pompously

  pretentious cigar smoke,

  Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its  triumphantly exhilarating and godly

  beats; do exactly what it says .

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  I might confront  boundless wars of gory prejudice; with the entire world outside endeavoring their best to horrifically pulverize even the most non-existent

  bone of my nimble spine,

  I might not even get a place to sequester my scalp in the heart of freezing midnight; with every conceivable dwelling on this fathomless earth; scornfully

  thrusting the door in my solitary face, 

  I might find myself deeper and deeper into my coffin as the minutes unveiled; with even the most intricate of my veins truculently ripped apart by watchdogs o
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  the whipping society,

  I might waft the last breath of my destined life; with my pockets harboring nothing else but unparalleled love; worthless dust and indescribable poverty,

  Come what may; but I will still keep solely following the inner most tunes of my heart; forever remain a slave of its tantalizingly fascinating and immortal

  beats; do exactly what it says .

  25. LET IMMORTAL LOVE FOREVER STAY .

   

  Let majestically glistening sands forever stay; only in the regally colossal and timelessly sweltering deserts,

  Let enigmatic whispers forever stay; only in the mystically reverberating and sensuously enchanting forests,

  Let vivacious rainbows forever stay; only in the center of the fathomlessly resplendent and tantalizingly dazzling sky,

  Let unblemished innocence forever stay; only in the impeccably divine and exuberant eyes of the righteous child,

  Let voluptuous seduction forever stay; only in the lap of the marvelously titillating and ravishingly enchanting night,

  Let embarrassing embellishment forever stay; only in the stupendously enthralling eyelashes of the freshly adorned and nervously nimble bride,

  Let vibrant boisterousness forever stay; only in the fleet footed visage of the wonderfully frolicking and poignantly delectable squirrel,

  Let streaks of thunderous lightening forever stay; only in the unfathomably crimson conglomerate of ferociously clashing and rhapsodic clouds,

  Let whirlpools of fascinating seduction forever stay; only in the charismatically blooming bosom of a gloriously nubile and alluring maiden,

 

  Let ingratiating melody forever stay; only in the scarlet crested throat of the magnificently bountiful and everlastingly resplendent nightingale,

  Let iridescently twinkling stars forever stay; only in the boundlessly silken and astoundingly placating cosmos,

  Let stupendously enthralling fragrance forever stay; only in the gorgeously blossoming petals; of the harmoniously sprouting and ebullient rose,

  Let unprecedented euphoria forever stay; only in the beautifully spawning and Omnisciently blessing body of the piquantly salubrious seed,

  Let blazing immortality forever stay; only in the unflinchingly intrepid chest of the patriotically heroic and selflessly benign soldier,

  Let philanthropic humanity forever stay; only in the fabric of eternally replenishing and perpetually melanging mankind,

  Let celestial equanimity forever stay; only in the winds of serenely endowing and incredulously placating evening,

  Let innocuous mischief forever stay; only on the inimitable face of the fabulously frolicking and astonishingly dexterous monkey,

  Let unparalleled Omnipotence forever stay; only in the holistically sacrosanct and impregnable womb of the Godly mother,

  Let spell binding sensuousness forever stay; only in the magnetic fireballs of uninhibitedly royal and unending passionate breath,

  And let immortal love forever stay O! Almighty Lord; only in the unassailable beats of the invincibly palpitating and unconquerably ecstatic heart .

 

  26. THE ONLY KISS. 

  Benign was the rhythm of eternal mankind; Omnipotently diffusing the fragrance of unflinching solidarity; for times immemorial,

  Melodious was the rhythm of the dainty waterfall; disseminating into an island of unbelievably rhapsodic froth; every unfurling instant of the day,

  Omniscient was the rhythm of the flamboyantly blistering Sun; filtering a path of vibrant optimism; through the life of even the most derogatorily shivering organism alive,

  Cacophonic was the rhythm of the discordantly croaking frogs; perniciously infiltrating the blissful atmosphere; with an ominous web of disparagingly

  dissatisfied sounds,

  Impoverished was the rhythm of the treacherously coldblooded devils; savagely massacring holistic civilizations; to spuriously satiate their tastebuds with innocuously sacred blood,

  Ruthless was the rhythm of the unsparingly slicing knife; uncouthly excoriating even the most immaculate of entities; to insidiously gleam well past the heart of devilish midnight,

  Ingratiating was the rhythm of the stupendously redolent flower; blossoming into a festoon of marvelously exotic scent; every unleashing minute under perennially golden sunshine,

 

  Ubiquitous was the rhythm of gloriously altruistic humanity; unassailably bonding every human irrespective of caste; creed or worthless color; in the stream of compassionate sharing; charismatically alike,

  Phlegmatic was the rhythm of the reticently pot-bellied tortoise; languidly feasting under the profoundly enchanting rays of Sun; blissfully snoozing under its obdurate shell; even in the most horrendously vicious of maelstroms,

  Rebellious was the rhythm of the brutally incarcerated scorpion; venomously swirling its tail in infinite circles; to whomsoever who dared glimpse its gruesomely tyrannized form,

  Enigmatic was the rhythm of the flirtatiously dancing spider; interweaving a tale of majestic artistry; criscrossing through a paradise of boundless silk and sheen,

  Blazing was the rhythm of the patriotically intrepid soldier; fearlessly embarking upon a mission to relinquish even the very last iota of his breath; for the sake of his magnificently sacrosanct motherland,

  Garrulous was the rhythm of the indefatigably chattering monkey; rambunctiously perpetuating tranquil carpets of the resplendent forests; with an unfathomable valley of vivacious sounds,

  Shrewd was the rhythm of the manipulative tycoon; who hideously weaved a trail of artificially sardonic sweetness round all his employees; to eventually extricate the maximum of his bombastic choice,

  Panoramic was the rhythm of the vividly whistling clouds; euphorically surging forward to jubilantly bask in the glory; of unprecedentedly satiny timelessness,

  Impeccable was the rhythm of the freshly born child; divinely replenishing even the most sordidly shattered of hearts; with the Omnipresent mantra of vibrantly

  titillating life,

  Tantalizing was the rhythm of the chirpily nubile maiden; culminating into a downpour of torrentially everlasting sensuousness; on every nimble step that

  she sacredly tread,

  Perpetual was the rhythm of fabulously fecund breath; astoundingly spawning a township of ever-pervading newness; in each cranny of the earth that it magically

  spread,

  Irrefutable was the rhythm of unequivocally Godly truth; pioneering a Universe of unending prosperity; in the soul of whomsoever who unflinchingly harbored

  it,

  Passionate was the rhythm of the unconquerable thundering heart; fulminating into a sky of amiable togetherness more vociferously; as the day sped into the regally iridescent night,

  And immortal was the rhythm of symbiotically melanging love; existing as the most priceless flame of life; existing as the only kiss that could invincibly kick

  death forever away .

  27. SEARCHING TRUE LOVE.

   

  There were infinite on this boundless Universe; who intransigently searched for fugitive gold; insatiably wanting to replenish even the whites of their eye with

  the spuriously glittering biscuit,

  There were infinite on this colossal Universe; who tirelessly searched for tantalizing beauty; tumultuously wanting to embrace every voluptuous vixen on this earth; in their murderously uncouth grip,

  There were infinite on this gregarious Universe; who relentlessly searched for uninhibited freedom; irrevocably wanting to blend the    innermost of their

  senses with all vivaciously enchanting titillation in the atmosphere,

  There were infinite on this boundless Universe; who unendingly searched for opulent wine; barbarically wanting to deluge every bit of their disastrously impoverished persona; with the avarice of inebriation all day and night,

  While my treacherously betrayed heart; perennially searched for true love; unsurpassably wanting to melan
ge every iota of my despairingly dying senses

  with the magic of heavenly relationship .

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  There were infinite on this unconquerable Universe; who incorrigibly searched for bizarre manipulation; insidiously wanting to extract the optimum they could

  from the earth; in the tenure of their truncated lives,