by :Nikhil Parekh

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those lugubriously famished leaves; which wailed in unrelentingly incongruous unison; for those eternally blissful droplets of water,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those fathomless mounds of fetidly acrid mud; which inevitably wanted to be refreshingly washed; since years immemorial,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those miserably asphyxiated deserts; whose tears had cadaverously metamorphosed into treacherously meaningless sands; vindictively stabbing countless in the afternoon heat,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those innocuously pristine cattle and animals; who were these days solely busy; in counting each other’s haplessly shriveled cartilage of horrifically emaciated bones,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those forlornly barren beds of the boundless ocean; which had gruesomely died till the very last bone of their non-existent spines,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those pricelessly new born infants; who embraced death by the countless numbers; in the unsparingly diabolical heat of the Sun,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those chunks of lividly impotent mud; from the periphery of which there sprouted nothing else but an indescribably fuming battalion of pugnaciously distorted cracks,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those impoverished villagers; whose inarticulately mud-caked abodes pathetically melted; under the undying fury of the heartlessly charring Sun,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those dolorously dried meadows of grass; which exuded into unfathomable mortuaries of sadistic blood; rather than a festoon of enchantingly golden dew-drops,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those dogmatically sweating scalps and skins; which could suffer from any instant from a complete nervous breakdown; without the tiniest droplet of water in their taps,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those lecherously empty wells which fretted in the aisles of decrepit oblivion; with their innumerable tumblers of water now despondently replaced by impugning dust,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those unfinished lamenting desires of true lovers; which could royally fructify only when two voluptuously wet bodies; invincibly united into one sensuous breath,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those unlimited ingredients of the ruthlessly scorched atmosphere; whose living ghost tirelessly haunted and imperiled; even the most celestially bountiful of victory,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those vituperatively parched lips; which hurled an unsurpassable volley of incoherent abuse; as whenever they desperately opened; all they could taste was sordidly tormented mud,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those resplendently inscrutable forests; which now resembled robotically devastated factories of sacrilegiously monotonous charcoal,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those unfortunately doomed nostrils; which had nothing else but disdainfully belligerent bellows of venomous smoke to quintessentially inhale,
If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those rustic farmers with endless kilometers of land; but from whose soil sprouted nothing else but the most brutally lambasting curses of starvation,

If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those penuriously strangulated throats; from which emanated only the most cursedly discordant wails of preposterously imprisoning helplessness,

And If not for me; then atleast for the sake of all those immortally passionate hearts; which had now transformed into the epitomes of satanically unforgivable infidelity; in absence of the most unconquerable elixir required to sustain life,

Please open your vivaciously undefeated belly O! Omnipotent Sky; please culminate into the most thunderously voluptuous of clouds; and please torrentially rain; rain; rain and unstoppably RAIN…

 

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Nothing beats Minari's powerful rhythm when he hits the drums and his charming aegyo x_x

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