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THE HEAVEN OF IMMORTAL LOVE.

THERE ARE SOMETHING'S THAT LAST FOREVER AND EVER


AND EVER.
Like the unflinchingly fiery blaze of the majestic Sun; which
wholesomely beheaded even the most insouciant trace of
hideous negativity; with its eternally subliming shine,
Like the sporadically enthusing twinkling of the starts; which
provided those inevitably unconquerable beams of hope; in the
ghastily asphyxiating blackness of the treacherous midnight,
Like the undauntedly ravishing roar of the ocean; whose each
enigmatic wave profoundly blessed the diabolically cold-blooded
rocks; with its ecstatically tangy spray,
Like the astoundingly miraculous virility of mother soil; which
indefatigably spawned into the most bountiful creations of
tomorrow; despite bearing the brunt of war and vindictive
nuclear attack; a countless times,
Like the fathomless fantasizing power of the brain; which could
perceive in an infinite directions beyond the land of infinity; even
though the body was heartlessly circumscribed within the
cadaverous iron bars of prison,
Like the unassailably princely perfume of the scarlet rose; which
only knew how to disseminate the mantra of perennially
fructifying compassion; amongst one and all entities alive,
Like the peerlessly inimitable melody in the nightingale's voice;
which left its own awe-inspiring mark even in an atmosphere;
which was dolorously plagiarized with the sounds of abhorrent
war and prejudice,
Like the glamorously golden dewdrops on the carpet of velvety
grass; which incorrigibly clung like a newborn child every wintry
night; and then ushered the ultimate utopia; to every drearily
lambasted sole that transgressed,

Like the religion of everlasting humanity; which inherently


inhabited every single droplet of blood; that unabashedly ran
through the veins of symbiotic organism alive,
Like the infallible exultation in the wind; which perpetuated a
spirit of ubiquitous triumph; into every lividly beleaguered chest;
inconsolably drooping towards its grave,
Like the pragmatic ticking of the clock; which never let the crux
of blessed life vapidly deteriorate and die; even after veritable
death had mercilessly confiscated poignant breath,
Like the undefeated iridescent charisma of the Moon; which
metamorphosed the complexion of the goriest of night; into the
throne of celestially venerated queen,
Like the unparalleled vivaciousness of the Rainbow; which
triggered the desire to effulgently live; in even a man whose
both feet were sinking at a speed faster than light; into his
jinxed corpse,
Like the universally insatiable thirst for goodness; that
victoriously lingered in every innocuous soul; on the trajectory of
this insuperably consecrated earth,
Like the voice of brilliantly unfettered truth; that not only
forever massacred the morbid graveyard of wanton lies; but
made sure that it never ever could insanely palpitate on the
cradle of the planet divine,
Like the invincibly breathtaking epitome of Everest; from which
the entire globe looked handsomely alike; irrespective of caste;
creed; status; religion; color or spurious tribe,
Like the inscrutably curled lines of the palm; which masterfully
depicted the innumerable twists and turns; gave birth to the
river of spell-binding destiny in
every single organisms life,
Like the ardent breath which synergistically wafted from each
nostril; which engendered even the most deadened of ghosts to

once again; gallop and royally replenish with spectacularly


enthralling life,
And then of course there existed the 'Father & Mother' of all of
the above; which bonded all these elements and an infinite more
goodness forever together; which was the heaven of "Immortal
Love"

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