Life = Death - Volume 8 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

32. THIS VERY MOMENT, TODAY 

Yesterday was a thing of the acrimoniously disheartening past; melting insipidly into wisps of nonchalantly obsolete oblivion,

C’mon let’s march unflinchingly forward with untamed fervor; blaze like the Sun of righteous ebullience; this very moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the remorsefully sordid past; treacherously dissolving into horizons of meaningless nothingness,

C’mon let’s embrace the winds of unequivocally philanthropic humanity; coalesce all mankind irrespective of color; creed and religion; in threads of unending compassion; this very moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the morbidly disillusioning past; being ruthlessly annihilating by swords of indiscriminately ghastly prejudice,

C’mon let’s bloom into a fountain of resplendently twinkling newness; ubiquitously wafting the scent of eternal mankind on every path that we tread; this very

moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the devastatingly gruesome past; penalizing you to the most unprecedented of limits; for ostensibly no fault of yours,

C’mon let’s magnanimously sparkle into the flower of blissful togetherness; dedicate a countless lifetimes to the service of despicably impoverished mankind; this very moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the dolorously tyrannical past; eventually vanquishing into the graves of desolation; like an infinitesimally wounded mosquito,

C’mon let’s miraculously bequeath a civilization of celestial contentment; upon all those shivering in murderously savage malice; this very moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the salaciously turgid past; pathetically dissipating into a lackadaisical mirage of non-existent worthlessness,

C’mon let’s dance ecstatically under the Omnisciently pearly moonlight; to harmoniously deluge all hearts bereaved and desolately disgruntled; with royal jewels

of stupendous enthrallment; this very moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the acridly abominable past; lugubriously juxtaposing with the penuriously pertinent dungeon of indolent insects,

C’mon let’s unitedly swirl into an inferno of insatiable desire; inevitably allure fathomless orphaned in the magnetism of our unparalleled charisma; this very moment; today.

Yesterday was a thing of the wretchedly sinister past; ultimately being ruthlessly kicked like a howling devil; by every element of the spell binding atmosphere,

C’mon let’s profusely blend ourselves with indispensable elements of amiable mankind; metamorphose all dithering stagnation and agony into a land more bountiful than fabulous paradise; this very moment; today.

And Yesterday was a thing of the brutally shattered past; lecherously destroyed into capricious shells of rotting dilapidation; as the minutes unfurled by,

C’mon let’s intrepidly gallop forward with the full fervor of vivaciously fertile life; procreate countless more of our kind to continue God’s most sacred chapter of existence; evolve an immortal township of love; love and only unassailable love with

our very own poignant blood; this very moment; today.