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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=568930" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Platform of love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of white ice; I<br>scornfully slipped; and in the end all that I was able<br>to taste was incredulously frozen water, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of tangy salt; I<br>inevitably lost my footing; and there was nothing but<br>vivaciously ominous powder all over my trembling skin, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of brilliantly<br>yellow and pure butter; I hurled forward with a<br>stifled gasp after some time; with the follicles of my<br>hair incorrigibly sticking to each other like the<br>gigantic tree and its flimsy roots, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of scintillating<br>glass; I abysmally floundered; tripped head on to have<br>my supple skin ruthlessly punctured and in pools of<br>ghastly blood, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of feathered silk; <br>I dismally broke the bones of my dainty nose; and my<br>eyeballs popped out like bouncy springs reverberating<br>incessantly in free space, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of silver sands; I<br>collapsed with a thunderous thud on the obdurate<br>floor; with my shoe flying over my shoulder and all my<br>expensive pair of clothes ripping apart mercilessly at<br>their sensitive seams, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of slimy oyster<br>shells; I heard a deafeningly banging noise inundate<br>the atmosphere; winced in incomprehensible amount of<br>agony after twisting my knee to unprecedented limits, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of astoundingly<br>smooth talcum powder; I fell 10 steps backward instead<br>of marching towards realms of irrefutably victory, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of disdainful<br>grease; I kept intractably jogging at a single spot<br>for hours on the trot; while infact all my adversaries<br>had already reached the voluptuous strings of the<br>finishing line, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of satiny white<br>paper; there were infinite obstreperous and unruly<br>voices that deluged the soft ambience; and all that<br>resulted as an outcome was prominently gaping holes in<br>the body of the sheet which now fitted snugly on my<br>scalp, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of rolling marbles; <br>all that was heard after a while was my horrifically<br>petrified screams and gasps as I found myself plunging<br>towards an ocean of gruesome blackness blended with<br>dilapidated nothingness, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of freshly green<br>banana skins; I banged on my hindside with a force<br>greater than the force of Nature; and the complexion<br>of my cheeks metamorphosed to an embarrassingly<br>childish crimson, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of spongy rubber<br>balls; I successfully managed to crush a few in my<br>initial conquests of reaching my mission; but soon<br>shuddered overwhelmingly before kissing dust on the<br>ground; dug partial graves for myself in loose soil, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of lifeless whale<br>skin; I inadvertently shouted beyond hysterical<br>boundaries as if the monster was alive; collided<br>terribly on my ribs as I took just a few steps<br>forward, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of insurmountably<br>red cherries; all I accomplished doing was finely<br>pulverizing the succulent fruit; while the<br>inconspicuously tiny seeds fomented me to tremble<br>hopelessly towards the cold floor, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of pure Cadbury<br>chocolate; my feet primordially enjoyed transgressing<br>through the supremely soft bed; but after a while got<br>horrendously entangled in the mess; felt as if<br>deplorably sinking into the valley of death, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of glittering<br>diamonds; in the beginning I felt insatiably delighted<br>at possessing such lavish amounts of opulence; but<br>soon regretted my decision tremendously; as their<br>pointed surface uncouthly infiltrated into my heart; <br>satanically assassinating the tiniest traces of<br>tangible life, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of congenital lies; <br>I landed up in such a hell; that it was profoundly<br>sickening to bear with the aftermath's that unleashed<br>thereafter in my life, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I tried running on a platform of salacious<br>lechery and malice; I ended up being imprisoned in my<br>own sinful trap; a prison which infact had a gleaming<br>lock without a single key, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">While it was only when I tried running on a platform<br>of immortal love; that my life gained full fledged<br>momentum; irrevocably refrained to look backwards; <br>transited to blissfully bouncing and wholesomely<br>alive…..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nikhil+Parekh">Nikhil Parekh</a><div class=q>
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