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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