Life = Death - Volume 4 - Poems on Life , Death by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

45. TRUTH REMAINS TRUTH FOREVER 

Whether the inexplicably shivering beggar spoke it; or whether it diffused magnetically from the stupendously rich man’s mouth,

Whether the pathetically diminutive ant spoke it; or whether it diffused roaringly from the overwhelmingly majestic lion’s mouth,

Whether the horrendously ugly witch spoke it; or whether it diffused gloriously from the unequivocally beautiful princess’s mouth,

Whether the pathetically slithering snake spoke it; or whether it diffused articulately from the voluptuously seductive nightingale’s mouth,

Whether the ridiculously staggering clown spoke it; or whether it diffused handsomely from the valiantly fighting; and majestically patriotic soldier’s mouth,

Whether the sordidly black slave spoke it; or whether it diffused opulently from the grandiloquently embellished queen’s mouth,

Whether the infinitesimally wavering ant spoke it; or whether it diffused domineeringly from the royally towering elephant’s mouth,

Whether the tyrannically starved orphan spoke it; or whether it diffused toweringly from the unfathomably blessed and bountiful mountain’s mouth,

Whether the irrevocably hideous cactus spoke it; or whether it diffused rhapsodically from the magnanimously showering cloud’s mouth,

Whether the perpetually deaf man spoke it; or whether it diffused spell-bindingly from the ingratiatingly tantalizing magician’s mouth,

Whether the languidly idling tortoise spoke it; or whether it diffused dynamically from the flamboyantly zipping and dynamic fire’s mouth,

Whether the intermittently pertinent mosquito spoke it; or whether it diffused synergistically from the incredulously gorgeous eagle’s mouth,

Whether the brutally scorched camel spoke it; or whether it diffused poignantly from the unsurpassably Kingly ocean’s mouth,

Whether the gruesomely illiterate urchin spoke it; or whether it diffused integrally from the irrefutably prudent and sacred philosopher’s mouth,

Whether the devastatingly old and bedraggled grandfather spoke it; or whether it diffused exuberantly from the lusciously vivacious and enthrallingly dancing

angel’s mouth,

Whether the grisly haired rat spoke it; or whether it diffused celestially from the heavenly spiritual and charismatic Goddess’s mouth,

Whether the ignominiously castigated artist spoke it; or whether it diffused seductively from the wonderfully captivating fairy’s mouth,

Whether the hopelessly extinguished candle spoke it; or whether it diffused authoritatively from the benevolently crowned monarch’s mouth,

And whether the incomprehensibly shattered heart spoke it; or whether it diffused immortally from the profusely replenished lover’s mouth,

Truth would always and irrefutably remain only as TRUTH FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER ; bonding all those with a philanthropically symbiotic will to survive; in

thunderbolts of everlasting passion; in the blankets of impregnable humanity; alike.