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 nonexistent 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.