To get out of the towering building; I used the golden escalators; slipping down like a harmoniously dying

fountain, To get out of the dingily dark well; I used a thick rope as a tenacious pulley to hoist me from the

imprisoned ambience into tangy free air,

To get out of the flying aircraft; I used a buoyant

parachute to blissfully cascade down on the verdant

and perpetually green lawns,

To get out of diabolical prison; I used an ingeniously

intricate key to open the impregnably looming and

savagely gleaming doors,

To get out of the treacherous cave; I used the slim

ceiling outlet timidly visible like frugal specks of

dirt; from the place where I hopelessly crawled,

To get out of the miserably stranded shores; I used a

boat of overwhelmingly strong wood; and a swift pair

of maneuverable oars,

To get out of the blazing flames of blistering fire; I

used umpteenth pails of water to douse them in rapid

succession,

To get out of the labyrinth of enigmatic tunnels and

halls; I used the profoundly distinct chalk markings

embossed on the walls; the shimmering magnetic compass

which I held securely in my palms,

To get out of the commercially busy and boisterous

market; I used an ergonomically molded squashed

bicycle to escort me into free space at astounding

speeds,

To get out of the spell binding ocean of sedative

fantasy; I used a pail of abysmally freezing water to

splash on my wholesomely lost and dreamy face,

To get out of the baffling web of incredulous

complications; I used the idol of my Sacrosanct

Creator as the last and final respite,

To get out of the obnoxiously hurting pair of

claustrophobic shoes; I dexterously decoded the

onerous armory of black lace lingering from its body,

To get out of the perennial state of gloom hovering

incorrigibly around my body; I used pulsating music to

inundate my forlorn life with unprecedented ebullience

and cheer,

To get out of the repetitive chain of thoughts which

incessantly kept stabbing my mind like a million

volcano’s; I blurted a simple word called “No”; banging

it vociferously into the atmosphere,

To get out of the intractably dark stains of dirt

adhering to my flawless skin; I used a stringent

carbolic to evaporate them into the land of worthless

nothingness,

To get out of the bottom of the deep ocean; save

myself from the tyranny of ruthless drowning; I used

my hands and legs prolifically to adroitly manipulate

my way; smile merrily and swim,

To get out of the bountifully blossoming scent of

passionate rose; I used my nostrils to optimum effect;

closing them intransigently with my fingers; to block

my nose to the most inconspicuous of fragrance,

To get out of this planet forever; I used a gleaming

knife to slit my throat; eternally end the chapter of

my baseless existence, But no matter how hard I tried; implemented infinite

steps of veritable barbarism including the ones

mentioned above; I still failed to get her out of my

mind; and for each time I tried to forget her; her

image became a million times more embedded in the very

center of my mind; the very center of my life…