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It Was Only So That
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Friday, March 18, 2016    Rated "G" by the Author.
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 If I was born miserably invisible; it was only so that all those visible on the trajectory of this fathomlessly ebullient Universe; perpetually realized the value of their robustly majestic form, 

 
If I was born haplessly blind; it was only so that all those bright eyed on the trajectory of this boundlessly exhilarating Universe; perpetually realized the value of 
their pricelessly panoramic sight, 
 
If I was born disastrously dumb; it was only so that all those with voice on the trajectory of this brilliantly optimistic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their extraordinarily explicit speech, 
 
If I was born preposterously deaf; it was only so that all those who could hear on the trajectory of this wonderfully symbiotic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their celestially gifted ears, 
 
If I was born pathetically cancerous; it was only so that all those with scintillating health on the trajectory of this pristinely burgeoning Universe; perpetually realized the value of their harmoniously holistic well-being, 
 
If I was born grotesquely maimed; it was only so that all those with feet on the trajectory of this beautifully effulgent Universe; perpetually realized the value of their boisterously untamed spiritedness, 
 
If I was born cadaverously impotent; it was only so that all those virile on the trajectory of this magically unparalleled Universe; perpetually realized the value of their bountifully magnanimous creation, 
 
If I was born morbidly jinxed; it was only so that all those with royal destiny lines on the trajectory of this fantastically fruitful Universe; perpetually realized the value of their fortunately privileged existence, 
 
If I was born inconsolably weeping; it was only so that all those smiling on the trajectory of this unbelievably magnetic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their timelessly victorious happiness, 
 
If I was born hopelessly impoverished; it was only so that all those unfathomably talented on the trajectory of this stupendously heavenly Universe; perpetually realized the value of their god-gifted versatility, 
 
If I was born hideously lynched; it was only so that all those perfectly masculine on the trajectory of this unsurpassably venerated Universe; perpetually realized the value of their astronomically untainted power, 
 
If I was born torturously slaved; it was only so that all those liberated on the trajectory of this limitlessly sprouting Universe; perpetually realized the value of their aristocratically unmatched freedom, 
 
If I was born deliriously estranged; it was only so that all those righteously sane on the trajectory of this unceasingly endowing Universe; perpetually realized the value of their synergistically subliming sanctity, 
 
If I was born mercilessly orphaned; it was only so that all those with their mothers on the trajectory of this interminably replenishing Universe; perpetually realized the  value of their unconquerably priceless childhood, 
 
If I was born venomously blood-stained; it was only so that all those with impeccable conscience on the trajectory of this vividly sensuous Universe; perpetually realized the value of their indomitably infallible honesty, 
 
If I was born cadaverously coldblooded; it was only so that all those with empathy on the trajectory of this magnificently benign Universe; perpetually realized the value of their altruistically unbridled humanity, 
 
If I was born in the worthlessly abysmal gutters; it was only so that all those with castles on the trajectory of this fabulously Omnipotent Universe; perpetually realized the value of their jubilantly replete prosperity, 
 
If I was born unforgivably dead; it was only so that all those breathing on the trajectory of this spectacularly enigmatic Universe; perpetually realized the value of their endlessly winning life, 
 
And if was born satanically betrayed; it was only so that all those compassionately bonding on the trajectory of this indefatigably uninterrupted Universe; perpetually realized the value of their Immortally everlasting love.

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