REWRITING HISTORY WITH POEMS OF IMMORTAL LOVE.
Without it; the entire planet would solely disseminate the fragrance
of heavenly compassion; once again bonding into an ocean of mystically
symbiotic sharing; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would perpetually master the act of
bountiful sharing; once again lending its shoulder to its fellow
beings at every stage of inexplicable existence; just like when the
Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would blossom into the most mesmerizing cistern of peace; once again enchantingly whispering the tunes of ubiquitous harmony; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would metamorphose each ounce of ghastly bloodshed into unflinching togetherness; once again embracing the mantra of oneness in the breath; just like when the Lord had freshly
created it,
Without it; the entire planet would miraculously coalesce into solely
the religion of humanity; once again forgetting every gory
discrimination; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would commence to sing the magical tunes
of love at first sight; once again romancing in the aisles of
unbridled desire each instant of destined life; just like when the
Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would celebrate each living second that
unleashed as the most Omnipotent panacea of success; once again living
like a king till death chokes; just like when the Lord had freshly
created it,
Without it; the entire planet would commemorate death as the ultimate fruition of every existence; once again replenishing the spiritual center to the core; just like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would understand the greatest
achievement lay in selflessly serving all fraternities and forms of
humanity; once again tracing its quintessentially sacred roots; just
like when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would realize that benevolent deeds and
not baseless power could attain heaven; once again inexhaustibly
striving to uplift impoverished humanity; just like when the Lord had
freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would irrevocably dissolve all its
arrogance into a pool of humanitarian humility; once again
assimilating true independence in each of its robust veins; just like
when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would let nature uninhibitedly spawn in
delectable unison with every of their zealous step; once again seeking
invincible refuge in the lap of mother earth; just like when the Lord
had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would patronize the impregnable spirit
of live and let live; once again speaking only the dialect of spellbindingly united companionship; just like when the Lord had
freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would resemble a virgin island of
untainted faith and meditation; once again lost in the unparalleled
fervor to seek the divine; just like when the Lord had freshly created
it,
Without it; the entire planet would believe in only one Creator who
untiringly taught the religion of humanity to one and all; once again
simplifying the true elixir to blissfully survive; just like when the
Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would truly imbibe that honesty is the
ultimate scepter of all righteousness; once again cleansing the soul
like that of a newborn child; just like when the Lord had freshly
created it,
Without it; the entire planet would tolerate each human for what they
were and not for what they couldn’t be; once again stretching its feet
only till its quota of allotted space on the venerated soil; just like
when the Lord had freshly created it,
Without it; the entire planet would replace every non-existent corpse
of terrorism and revenge with the sky of infallible brotherhood; once
again following each perpetual cry of the heart; just like when the
Lord had freshly created it,
Therefore if I had the entire of it; where ‘it = each bit of murderous
money squandering on this earth’; I wouldn’t waste an instant
pondering further; but would burn it immediately into wisps of livid
nothingness—so that every line written as above triumphantly leapt
from these sheets of mundane paper; to rewrite the chapters of history
once again with the poems of immortal love….
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