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

34. BLESS ME WITH POETRY.

My eyes felt like invidiously smoldering fireballs of tyrannical anguish; although everything around me; euphorically blossomed towards the resplendent corridors of unsurpassable eternity,

My hands felt like pathetically deadened corpses of lugubrious stone; although everything around me; compassionately craved to be benevolently caressed,

My stomach felt like a preposterously famished inferno slithering towards the aisles of nothingness; although everything around me; was an unfathomably replenished and tantalizing bowl of salubrious goodness,

My brain felt like a truculently lambasting dungeon; although everything around me; was blissfully gyrating to the tunes of astoundingly spell binding life,

My bloodstreams felt like frozen avalanches of brutally insipid ice; although everything around me; culminated with incredulously poignant vividness into a rainbow of panoramic aristocracy,

My fingers felt like irascibly rotten and torturously pulverized tomatoes; although everything around me; was an unbelievably gorgeous kaleidoscope of majestically unfurling artistry,

My lips felt like capriciously neglected and agonizingly burnt matchsticks; although everything around me; was an ingratiatingly overwhelming cloud of jubilant sensuousness; fervently waiting to be kissed,

My cheeks felt like gruesomely livid abuses of abhorrently orphaned hatred; although everything around me; was a beautifully embellished and voluptuously embellished bride,

My feet felt like sordidly rotten pancakes of dismally ghastly defeat; although everything around me; was a solely a trail of unassailably victorious footsteps,

My nose felt like an unsurpassable graveyard of horrifically penalizing stench; although everything around me; was a miraculously spawning garden of divinely scent,

My ears felt like abstrusely quaint stones of murderous deafness; although everything around me; was ecstatically yelling with the unstoppable ardor to gloriously lead stupendously exhilarating life,

My hair felt like derogatorily bald wires of viciously stabbing venom; although everything around me; was ebulliently rustling in the miraculously Omniscient and

enamoring breeze,

My skin felt like a vindictively sweating orphanage of unlimited despair; although everything around me; was an aristocratically blissful cloud of ravishing beauty and tranquilly charming graciousness,

My voice felt like a horrendously dumb door of an insanely disheartening mental asylum; although everything around me; was melodiously triggering an island of boundlessly everlasting compassion,

My neck felt like an inconspicuously vandalized piece of soggy shit; although everything around me; was a marvelously titillating landscape of fervently timeless beauty; propelling even the most alien of organism to bend in submissive obeisance,

My conscience felt like a disgustingly arid mountain of heinously sinister lies; although everything around me; was the irrefutably unconquerable shadow of divinely truth,

My breath felt like a traumatically asphyxiating whiplash of ever-augmenting desperation; although everything around me; was a paradise of extraordinarily fructifying air;  victoriously galloping forward every unleashing minute of the day,

My heart felt like a profusely bombarded township of betrayal; although everything around me; was a civilization of perennially burgeoning camaraderie; an unshakably palatial mansion of majestically immortal love,

And that is exactly what happened when I didn’t pen down the inner most fulminations of my heart for just a single instant; let alone the permutations of an entire day,

It is therefore my humble plea to you O! Almighty Lord; to bless me with impregnable poetry every unfurling minute of the day; so that I not only survive the destined quota of my life; but continue to serve humanity and symbiotically exist for a countless more lifetimes.