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Never Live In Death; Never Die In Life
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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 There was simply no happiness in inexplicably venomous sadness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of sadness in the heavens of jubilantly poignant and

resplendently enamoring; happiness, 
 
There was simply no daylight in morosely sadistic blackness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of blackness in the sun of optimistically unfettered and spell-bindingly perennial; daylight, 
 
There was simply no faith in treacherously slandering infidelity; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of infidelity in the skies of unendingly unconquerable and compassionately everlasting; faith, 
 
There was simply no truth in deplorably sacrilegious lies; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of lies in the utopia of eternally sacrosanct and unflinchingly 
peerless; truth, 
 
There was simply no melody in venomously discordant deliriousness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of deliriousness in the caverns of ecstatically unbelievable and vivaciously exuberant; melody, 
 
There was simply no humanity in indiscriminately devastating war; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of  war in the bloodstreams of pricelessly unassailable and fearlessly Omnipotent; humanity, 
 
There was simply no nature in preposterously robotic monotony; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of  monotony in the lap of divinely effervescent and
rhapsodically exultating; nature, 
 
There was simply no open-heartedness in lecherously ominous manipulation; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of  manipulation in the rain of torrentially unfettered and beautifully panoramic; open-heartedness, 
 
There was simply no innocence in licentiously demented adultery; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of adultery in the womb of impregnably divinely and
interminably fructifying; innocence, 
 
There was simply no love in demonically pulverizing terrorism; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of terrorism in the heart of immortally burgeoning 
and ubiquitously evolving; love, 
 
There was simply no simplicity in despicably marauding prejudice; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of prejudice in the cradle of everlastingly bountiful and victoriously undaunted; simplicity, 
 
There was simply no compassion in mercilessly despondent indifference; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of indifference in the clouds of timelessly bestowing and unconquerably embracing; compassion, 
 
There was simply no fire in nonchalantly decrepit nothingness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of nothingness in the aisles of passionately rejuvenating and royally untamed; fire, 
 
There was simply no brotherhood in tyrannically meaningless selfishness; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of selfishness in the paradise of bounteously ebullient and amiably transcending; brotherhood, 
 
There was simply no freshness in egregiously wanton stagnation; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of stagnation in the rainbow of unlimitedly triumphant
and mellifluously astounding; freshness, 
 
There was simply no transparency in cadaverously confiscating politics; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of politics in the mirror of candidly discerning and righteously radiating; transparency, 
 
There was simply no freedom in profanely bigoted incarceration; and there was simply not the tiniest  trace of incarceration in the mists of limitlessly bewitching and undauntedly priceless; freedom, 
 
There was simply no life in satanically worthless death; and there was simply not the tiniest trace of death in the throne of perpetually winning and Omnipresently undefeated; life, 
 
Therefore I say; do not think the slightest of life after you're crucified to ghastly death; and never ever even utter the word death whilst profoundly relishing and effulgently romancing; proliferating; gyrating and adventuring; in the 
immortal entrenchment of life.

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