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Just Because You Weren't In The Mood
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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 Just because you weren't in the mood to have that extra shade of tan; doesn't mean that the Omnipotent Sun; wholesomely abdicated to ferociously blaze and 

perpetually shine, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to refreshingly bathe; doesn't mean that the ebullient ocean; wholesomely relinquished to timelessly swirl into a festoon of poignantly reinvigorating and tangy froth, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to be enigmatic; doesn't mean that the majestic  forests; wholesomely stopped their exuberantly rustling leaves and enchanting winds, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to mischief; doesn't mean that the charismatic chimpanzees; wholesomely gave up their astoundingly frivolous appetite to  innocuously philander and merrily wink, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to gallop; doesn't mean that the ecstatic breeze; wholesomely abandoned its stupendously exhilarating tenacity to 
impregnably enlighten and desire, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to blaze; doesn't mean that the patriotic soldiers; wholesomely left the warfront forever; and let the blissfully sacrosanct
soil of their motherland be confiscated by cannibalistically crucifying traitors, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to be titillated; doesn't mean that the sensuously tantalizing night; wholesomely metamorphosed into fiercely iconoclastic
and unbearably scorching afternoon, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to smell; doesn't mean that the vividly enamoring lotus's; wholesomely dumped their fathomlessly invincible and tirelessly
blessing scent, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to sight; doesn't mean that the panoramically boundless gorges and mountains; wholesomely reduced to a pulverized coffin; of lividly insane nothingness, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to pray; doesn't mean that the sky of Omnipresently symbiotic faith; wholesomely extinguished into infinitesimally dolorous and inconsequentially feckless oblivion, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to compassionately mélange; doesn't mean that the meadow of priceless humanity; wholesomely deteriorated into a egregiously stagnating gutter of maliciously vindictive prejudice, 
Just because you weren't in the mood to listen; doesn't mean that the nightingales of princely togetherness; wholesomely battered their eternally mellifluous throats; into mortuaries of despairingly crippling silence, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to illuminate; doesn't mean that the citadel of insuperably royal optimism; wholesomely crumbled to disastrously frigid ash, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to frolic; doesn't mean that the jubilantly chirping birds and butterflies; wholesomely bid a perpetual adieu; to the winds of cavorting sensuality and celestial Sunshine, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to innovate; doesn't mean that the process of limitless proliferation on this gigantic Universe; wholesomely disappeared into graveyards of penuriously decrepit misery, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to persevere; doesn't mean that the ardently glistening fireball of honest sweat; wholesomely buried itself beneath skeletons of frantically dogmatic desperation, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to succeed; doesn't mean that the sword of scintillatingly righteous victory; wholesomely transformed itself into a scorpion of plaintively pallid and bawdy betrayal, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to be selfless; doesn't mean that every mother on this wonderfully iridescent planet; wholesomely converted into a penalizing sorceress; morbidly asphyxiating the nimble throat of her new born child, 
 
Just because you weren't in the mood to live; doesn't mean that the chapters of perennially endowing and fructifying life; wholesomely became the stamp of
cadaverously cowardly death, 
 
And just because you weren't in the mood to love; doesn't mean that the beats of an immortally blossoming relationship; wholesomely reduced to satanically devilish and flagrantly demolishing hatred.

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