HEAVENLY POETRY

It was my incessant inspiration; to diffuse into an unfathomable

valley of goodness; perpetually coalesce with my bountiful
rudiments; irrespective of the contemporarily bombastic slang
and slime,
It was my tireless inspiration; to float in the aisles of untamed
sensuousness; assimilate all fathomless beauty of this
resplendent Universe; in every ingredient of my agonizingly
famished blood,
It was my unrelenting inspiration; to embrace the winds of
timeless fantasy; let the spirit of euphorically rhapsodic
existence; take wholesome control upon my countenance from
all sides,
It was my limitless inspiration; to blazingly surge forward in the
chapter of vibrantly enthralling life; gloriously emerge as a
triumphant winner in every direction that I even remotely
conceived to tread,
It was my boundless inspiration; to poignantly break the heinous
shackles of crippling monotony; uninhibitedly liberate each of
my senses to blend with the unparalleled ecstasy of this
Omnipotent cosmos,
It was my unprecedented inspiration; to unfurl into an insatiable
civilization of creativity every unfurling instant of the day;
fabulously decipher the enigmatic
meanings of survival; with the silken dexterity of an embellished
prince,
It was my indefatigable inspiration; to coin new benchmarks on
even the most diminutive step that I transgressed; digressing
from conventionally treacherous turgidity; to sparklingly
enhance the fireballs of optimism in every tomorrow,
It was my profuse inspiration; to unstoppably reminisce the
caverns of mischief of my innocuous childhood; Omnisciently
cherish the compassionate lap of my divinely mother; for infinite
more births of mine,

It was my undaunted inspiration; to philanthropically serve all

bereaved humanity till the very last breath of mine; assiduously
persevere all day and twinkling night; to unite all religion; caste;
creed and tribe; handsomely alike,
It was my incorrigible inspiration; to romantically philander in
the meadows of eternally tantalizing seduction; till even
centuries immemorial after I died,
It was my indomitable inspiration; to resiliently pursue the
innermost tunes of my soul; tirelessly march on the path of
celestial righteousness; even as the most salaciously ghastly
impediment dared to come my way,
It was my enchanting inspiration; to bask in the glory of
Omnipotently fascinating scent; let the fragrance of unbiased
togetherness be my sole companion till the
absolute end of my time,
It was my benign inspiration; to magnanimously assist all those
in truculently traumatic pain; shower the smiles of my visage;
forever upon their uncontrollably
shivering bodies,
It was my formidable inspiration; to unflinchingly bounce
forward even as vindictive thorns of hell torrentially pelted from
open sky; to maintain a wave of spell binding phlegmatism even
in the face of the most tyrannically lambasting disaster,
It was my fathomless inspiration; to unendingly fantasize all
mesmerizing goodness that lay embellished on this planet;
absorb even the most ethereal iota of happiness that lingered
abundantly on this marvelous planet,
It was my unbelievable inspiration; to blossom into an iridescent
paradise of beauty as the minutes unveiled; transcend past the
barriers of threadbare spuriousness in all aspects of exotic life,
It was my ubiquitous inspiration; to synergistically enthrall one
and all alike; with the tunes of captivatingly enthralling
vivaciousness and charismatic grace,

It was my immortal breath; to not only majestically lead this; but

every artistically eclectic life; of a countless more lifetimes,
O! Yes; it was Gods most pricelessly precious gift bestowed
perennially upon my heart; it was the most fascinating thing that
could have ever happened to me
in my life; it was my reflection that I sighted every dawn in my
mirror; it was my HEAVENLY POETRY.