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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580437" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Today-the most cursed day</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the soles of my feet didn’t bleed an<br>infinitesimal trifle; even as I traversed over a<br>blanket of a billion acrimoniously venomous thorns, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; they just disdainfully<br>crumbled an infinite feet beneath soil; as the sound<br>of your invincibly triumphant and gloriously<br>impeccable footsteps; had disappeared forever from the<br>horizons of my veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ordinarily the hair on my skin didn’t relent an<br>inconspicuous iota; even as the most diabolical of<br>dinosaurs and war; indiscriminately paraded around my<br>persona, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; they just shriveled into<br>pathetic oblivion at the tiniest insinuation of<br>flaccid wind; as your uninhibitedly untamed valley of<br>sensuousness; had disappeared forever from the<br>horizons of my veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the blood in my veins didn’t quaver an<br>evanescent bit; even as the most unsparingly<br>hedonistic apocalypses of the devil perpetuated into<br>my soul, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; it just metamorphosed<br>into a grotesquely frigid white; as your brilliantly<br>unhindered compassion; had disappeared forever from<br>the horizons of my veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the hollows of my ears didn’t flutter an<br>ethereal inch; even as unbelievably thunderous roars<br>of vindictive lightening; flashed left; right and<br>center from the belly of the murderously ballistic<br>sky, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; they just miserably<br>withered to each of my commands; as your inimitably<br>divinely and beautifully unparalleled voice; had<br>disappeared forever from the horizons of my veritable<br>sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the bones of my demeanor didn’t rattle an<br>infidel centimeter; even as the coffins of inevitable<br>death scurrilously slandered at me a countless times, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; they just dissolved into<br>fecklessly meaningless pulp at the sound of my very<br>own voice; as your Omnipotently everlasting tenacity; <br>had disappeared forever from the horizons of my<br>veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the whites and blacks of my eye didn’t<br>wince a mercurial fraction; even as the belligerently<br>intolerable rays of the afternoon Sun unceasingly<br>pierced inside from all quarters, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; they just wholesomely<br>blinded to the faintest of my reflection; as the<br>miraculously mitigating contours of your face; had<br>disappeared forever from the horizons of my veritable<br>sight….</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the cadence of my voice didn’t tremble a<br>diminutive whisker; even as there was nothing else but<br>iconoclastically satanic vultures plucking mouthfuls<br>of my flesh; with gay abandon all throughout the<br>night, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; it just transformed into<br>a cadaverously stony silence; as the Omnipresent smile<br>of your magical lips; had disappeared forever from the<br>horizons of my veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the spirit of my conscience didn’t stagger<br>a minuscule hairline; even as the entire planet beside<br>me embraced manipulative prejudice; to catapult to the<br>pinnacle of spuriously lackadaisical success, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; it just dissipated into a<br>zillion pieces of nothingness even before it could be<br>caressed; as your trail of perennially blessing<br>righteousness had disappeared forever from the<br>horizons of my veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordinarily the beats of my heart didn’t betray a<br>parsimonious speck; even as egregiously perverted<br>treachery had become everyone’s morning cup of tea, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; they converted entirely<br>into lifelessly delinquent stone although torrential<br>rainshowers of love pelted all across; as your<br>charismatically immortal shadow had disappeared<br>forever from the horizons of my veritable sight…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And ordinarily the air of my nostrils didn’t stutter<br>an abstemious ounce; even as the mortuaries of hell<br>personally descended to incarcerate me into doldrums<br>of inane nothingness, <br>But today; the 3rd of April; it evaporated a countless<br>kilometers beyond the land of decaying oblivion; <br>although I was impregnated with robust blood; body and<br>bone; as your pristinely unimpeachable and<br>Unconquerably mellifluous spirit; had disappeared<br>forever from the horizons of my veritable sight..</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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