Love Versus Terrorism – Poems on Anti Terror , Peace , Love , Brotherhood – Part 2 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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19. ALL A PERSON COULD TAKE BENEATH HIS GRAVE

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the perennial love that he’d generated; by compassionately uniting two miserably jilted hearts in the threads of ubiquitously endless romance,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the bountiful love that he’d generated; by standing like an unflinching wall between mother nature and ghastly human kind; and saving it from even the most infinitesimal of heinous scratch,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the magical love that he’d generated; by tirelessly melanging every caste; creed; color and tribe under the flaming Sun; into the religion of pricelessly unconquerable humanity,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the redolent love that he’d generated; by altruistically teaching every fraternity of humanity; that the  true essence of all life was benign simplicity,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the triumphant love that he’d generated; by forever trouncing the malady of abhorrent lies; with the sword of his unfettered truth,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unparalleled love that he’d generated; by giving his name to all those born miserably orphaned; adopting them as his very own kin and children for an infinite lifetimes,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the rhapsodic  love that he’d generated; by feeding countless a brutally famished stomach; royally replenishing impoverished need with the inevitable fodder for life,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the ubiquitous love that he’d generated; by saving wondrously innocent and enchanting life; from the venomously unsparing  curse of ghoulish war,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the celestial love that he’d generated; by perpetuating the sky of selfless peace; in every of those organism trying to demonstrate superiority via cold-blooded nuclear war,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the immeasurable love that he’d generated; by becoming the sole voice of those indescribably oppressed; fighting till his last breath to secure them timeless justice,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the astounding love that he’d generated; by enlightening every conceivable space on this planet; with the songs of eternally fructifying compassion,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unsurpassable love that he’d generated; by spending every moment of his life with those incurably sick and suffering; acting as their sole brethren when the entire world had left them to sulk and die,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the impregnable love that he’d generated; by writing an infinite lines of miraculously ameliorating poetry; all for the betterment of living kind and for majestically  depicting even the most inconspicuously glorious of its emotions,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the interminable love that he’d generated; by sacrificing even his very own kin and closest family; if they were amongst those who transgressed against the fabric of brotherhood,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the unbelievable love that he’d generated; by handsomely educating; befriending and further patronizing the girl child; just like  any other ordinary boy,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the undying love that he’d generated; by miraculously illuminating the dullest fragment of canvas; with every conceivable shade of nature’s unlimited paradise,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the magnanimous love that he’d generated; by donating every single ingredient of his wealth and blood; to all those without even a roof on their head to survive,

 

All a person could take beneath his grave; was the indefinable love that he’d generated; by becoming the walking stick of every old man and woman; seeking their blessings further to reinvigorate all mankind,

 

And all a person could take beneath his grave; was the immortal love that he’d generated; by uniting every beat of his passionate heart; forever and ever and ever with the strings of everlastingly blossoming humanity.