It might be throbbing unflinchingly in belligerence; after witnessing countless innocuous trees being ruthlessly insulted and castrated; to
give way to disdainful corporate houses of emotionless concrete,
It might be throbbing fierily in excitement; after witnessing triumphantly virgin droplets of rain; unabashedly cascade and timelessly impregnate; fathomless kilometers of barren soil,
It might be throbbing uninterruptedly in grief; after witnessing the full fury of nature; as just a few milliseconds of the earthquake brought the mightiest of civilizations toppling down; formed mountain and ocean from the absolute graveyards of nowhere,
It might be throbbing unimaginably in victory; after witnessing just a single ray of truth; everlastingly towering over even the most boundless mortuaries of satanic manipulation and bawdy lies,
It might be throbbing unlimitedly in hopelessness; after witnessing the unattended cry of millions of orphaned children; which were enough
to shake the roots of any civilization; but yet miserably floundered to awaken the sanctimonious sleep of those grown up and enriched,
It might be throbbing fervently in enchantment; after witnessing the most bewildering twists; turns and trysts with destiny; the inexplicably spine-chilling adventures of the chapter called life,
It might be throbbing fearlessly in renaissance; after witnessing the oppressed being unsparingly mutilated even further; by cold-blooded politicians sinking their non-existent foundations deeper and deeper
into innocent blood,
It might be throbbing poignantly in selflessness; after witnessing that the richest and the poorest on this gigantic earth; blended in a few globules of parsimonious mud; after veritable death,
It might be throbbing undauntedly in misery; after witnessing the criminal exploitation of impeccable women; chauvinistically treating them as infinitesimal shit; in certain strata of even the 21st century,
It might be throbbing tirelessly in love; after witnessing the dream mate of its inborn choice; standing right infront of it and perennially kissing it with the sunshine of life,
It might be throbbing ardently in nostalgia; after witnessing those
same very places; those same very pinches of sacred soil; where it'd lived its entire childhood; gleefully cavorted behind the snow laden hills of time,
It might be throbbing wondrously in life; after witnessing those unending puffs of infallibly exultating breeze; that pricelessly infiltrated into the chest; every conceivable and unfurling instant of the day,
But throb as much as it might want for anybody; anything; anyplace on this spectacularly proliferating earth; if there was anyone who entirely ruled; governed and sat like an unshakable royal prince on every beat of my heart; then it was only the omnipresently blessing Almighty Creator.
38. BURY ME
NEAR THE MOSQUE OF MY CREATOR.
Whether you choose to barbarously butcher my impoverished body into an infinite pieces of orphaned flesh and bone; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely mollifying death,
Whether you choose to brutally pulverize my limp body by driving a boundless bulldozers over each of its inflated contours; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely liberating death,
Whether you choose to ruthlessly rip apart every organ of my stagnant body- to play sadistically with it under the unsparingly venomous midnight; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely silencing death,
Whether you choose to cannibalistically submerge my lifeless body into an ocean of hedonistically fuming acid; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely placating death,
Whether you choose to gruesomely feed my worthless body as the sole meal to your ferociously famished dogs; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely blissful death,
Whether you choose to maniacally bludgeon my feelingless body with the most acrimonious of cleavers—just to release the extra ounce of energy thwarting in your bones; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely still death,
Whether you choose to demonically stab my expressionless body with the utmost narcissism and with a countless blood stained knives; after my
inevitably veritable and wholesomely restful death,
Whether you choose to pugnaciously slander my penurious body-hurling every conceivable expletive at it hanging it upside down in the absolute center of the world; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely finishing death,
Whether you choose to wretchedly defecate every perceivable waste of yours on my unflinching body; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely transcending death,
Whether you choose to vindictively strangulate my neck till my eyes popped and bounced limitless kilometers outside; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely blessing death,
Whether you choose to salaciously spit on my stony body in unison with the entire unceasing globe; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely irretrievable death,
Whether you choose to sardonically crunch each bone of my fetid body—to relish the parsimoniously fine chowder that evolved; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely ameliorating death,
Whether you choose to indulge into an infinite controversies regards the status of my hapless body—the opulence it had hidden on this timeless planet; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely absolving death,
Whether you choose to let loose every wildly stinging scorpion on earth upon my unnerved body; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely healing death,
Whether you choose to viciously hurl my decaying body into the land of the devilishly rampaging dinosaurs; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely wonderful death,
Whether you choose to deliriously stamp upon my evanescent body with the whole Universe-till I puked out whatever little fluid left inside; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely inebriating death,
Whether you choose to bombard my speechless body with the most atrocious bombs and nuclear missiles of your time; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely resting death,
Whether you choose to abominably dissect my orphaned
body—scientifically analyze and criticize each of its oblivious part; after my inevitably veritable and wholesomely uniting death,
And do whatever you choose after my veritable death—I really don't give a damn to even the most indescribably sinful of your actions O! parasitic man—but please do me just one ultimate favor of burying me in whatever form you have me after your mutilation-somewhere near the mosque of my Omnipotent Creator.
39. TABLETS
OF IMMORTAL LOVE.
Tablets of overwhelmingly fabulous scent; to conquer acrimoniously debilitating headache; miraculously soothe and rejuvenate the traumatized nerves of scalp,
Tablets of nostalgically rhapsodic and impeccable childhood; to conquer murderously diabolical monotony; impregnate mystically reinvigorating dimensions to sordid life,
Tablets of unflinchingly intrepid patriotism; to conquer horrifically impeaching traitors; annihilating them with swords of irrefutable righteousness; to teach them the ultimate lessons of their life,
Tablets of enthrallingly mesmerizing beauty; to conquer despicably grotesque ugliness; treacherously dilapidated stagnation rotting in the aisles of salaciously miserable hell,
Tablets of euphorically exotic and ravishing wind; to conquer the curtainspread of dolorously derogatory depression; trigger optimistic beams of desire in the unfathomably satanic sonority; of the lecherous night,
Tablets of vivaciously resplendent rainbows; to conquer the dungeon of deplorably painstaking silence; blissfully perpetuate the gory cocoon of remorse with; fountains of ebulliently jubilant cheer,
Tablets of melodiously fascinating sound; to conquer the barbarically corrugated gutter of rambunctiously blood sucking noise; the voices of indiscriminately
abhorrent terror spread all around,
Tablets of insatiably jubilating charisma; to conquer the corpse of dreadfully pathetic remorse; ignite the light of eternal happiness in all those deliberately dwindling towards a ominous extinction,
Tablets of poignantly bountiful compassion; to conquer the hideously profuse and ailing wounds of disdainful malice; coalescing one and all alike; in the
mesmerizing cistern of humanity,
Tablets of enchantingly blissful fantasy; to conquer daggerheads of lunatic mania; transit the unsurpassably frazzled demeanor; into one with resplendently twinkling sleep,
Tablets of wonderfully magical and Omnipotent rain; to conquer the acridly sweltering heat of the tyrannically lambasting deserts; replenish all those
impoverishedly famished with miraculous blessings; of the majestic Almighty Lord,
Tablets of tantalizingly divine and benign smiles; to conquer the inexplicably unrelenting agony of the imprisoned soul; unfurl into a cloud of vivacious
timelessness,
Tablets of exuberantly exhilarating speed; to conquer the graveyard of lackadaisical laziness; resurgently bond in waves of uninhibited solidarity; to blaze on the path towards truth and philanthropic triumph,
Tablets of astoundingly procreating evolution; to conquer the obsolete walls of morbidly forlorn oblivion; spawn an incomprehensible civilization of tingling newness on even; the most nonchalantly nondescript pathways of existence,
Tablets of mischievously flirtatious and naughty winking; to conquer the venomous savagery of the abominable corporate world; romance like a prince in the aisles of unequivocally unprecedented desire,
Tablets of Omnisciently fabulous and discerning sight; to conquer the blanket of worthlessly ghastly darkness; emerge out as the most priceless messiah of
humanity and adding a celestial sparkle to all brutally devastated lives,
Tablets of unassailably glittering and unshakable truth; to conquer heinously pernicious well of malevolently stinking lies; filter the Sun of Omnipresent hope; in all those despairingly crippling lives,
Tablets of invincibly ecstatic and heavenly breath; to conquer the ludicrously dithering deathbed of disparaging death; ubiquitously disseminate the tonic of pricelessly grandiloquent life; every time the planet earth was once again; marvelously born,
And tablets of immortally glorious and impregnable love; to conquer the insidiously sinister chapter of betrayal; irrefutably sign every page in the textbooks of vibrant life; with the spirit of Godly togetherness; the most sacred endowment of Almighty
God.
40. GIVE ME
JUST ONE CHANCE O! OMNIPOTENT ALMIGHTY LORD
Give me just one chance O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the shoes of the richest men you've created ever since this earth was born:
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth for granting equality to all those haplessly naked urchins; shivering under the tawdry municipality gutterpipe,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to forever ensure that no orphan wailed and begged miserably on the streets; existed with my
name as his father till its very last blessed breath,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth for the amelioration of all those suffering from inexplicable disease; granting them the
best medical aid available under the dazzling Sun,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to perpetually ensure that every boy or girl born on this earth; got the full and profound right to robust education; equally amongst the sanctimonious high
society,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to forever ascertain that if there were anything to rule the strongest of civilization; democracy; country; land or any organisms life; it was none else than priceless humanity,
And if at all; my inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most infinitesimal trifle on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was more diabolical than the most torturous of deaths; that very moment itself.
1.
Give me just one chance O! Omniscient Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you've created ever
since this earth was born:
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to compassionately unite all those disastrously differentiated by vagaries of caste; creed; color and religion; under the undauntedly glittering roof of
the paradise of Immortal Love,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to wondrously mitigate the suffering of all those old parents; men and debilitating women; who were unsparingly kicked in all quarters; by their very own
offsprings alive,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to erect Mosques; Churches; Temples and Monasteries of exquisite world record shapes and size; in which an infinite billion homeless could take blissful refuge
and your blessings alike,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to rekindle and enlighten the most gorgeous lamps of desire; in every miserably divested hutment and deliriously asphyxiated life,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to magically transport even the most faintest of cry and deprived form; to its ultimate destination and yearning; in the chapter of its destined life,
And if at all; my
inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most insouciant freckle
on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was
more penalizing than the most ghastily tormenting of deaths; that very moment
itself.
2.
Give me just one chance O! Omniscient Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you've created ever
since this earth was born:
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to let the most feebly subjugated voice reach itself and every bit of righteousness in it; to the remotest corner of this ecstatically unsurpassable Universe,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to eradicate even the most ethereal ounce of satanically unbearable politics on this globe; forever make sure that no anarchist parasite ruthlessly sucked and thrived on innocent blood,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to invincibly fortify every flailing dwelling on earth with the pearls of brotherhood; to further spawn a perennial civilization of undefeated living kind,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to timelessly scrap every besmirched fabric of inhumanity and crime; forever ensure the lanes of fearless paradise for each impeccable footstep that traversed mother soil,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to insuperably embolden the alphabets of justice; forever annihilating every biased powerhouse of manipulative deceit; which brought about nothing else but inconsolable tears and curses of many,
And if at all; my
inevitably erring human nature made me falter even the most evanescent figment
on any step; asking you for a second chance; please give me a death which was
more cold-blooded than the most unthinkably morbid of deaths; that very moment
itself.
3.
Give me just one chance O! Infallible Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the palaces of the richest men you've created ever
since this earth was born:
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to put an unbreakably permanent ban on the use of nuclear arms; vicious weaponry and any substance that brutally imperiled bountiful living kind; dissolving the very roots of non-existent war in their unborn corpses of malice,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to plant an infinite trees and blades of rejuvenating grass; upon every piece of lamenting barren soil; so barbarously traumatized by commercially robotic man today,
And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth to heal even the most spat upon wounds on this unending earth; and replenish them with the most inimitably unconquerable fragrance of friendship instead,