Alive

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 28, 2018

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Submitted: January 28, 2018

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If I perceived myself as a king; then I was indeed perched on the embellished throne; with a festoon of diamonds glittering royally by my side,

If I perceived myself as a panther; then I was indeed the menacing beast on the jungle; trampling rampantly through the dense undergrowths; paving my own
inimitable way,

If I perceived myself as a mountain; then I was indeed the summit shimmering magnificently under the flamboyant rays of Sun,

If I perceived myself as a peacock; then I was indeed a pompous bird; blossoming my armory of vivacious feathers ingratiatingly towards the sky,

If I perceived myself as a beggar; then I was indeed the ragamuffin spreading my hands abominably on the streets; waiting for those indispensable coins of currency to flood my scared and impoverished hands,

If I perceived myself as a duck; then I was indeed the appeasingly dimpled monster; floating on the serene surface of tepid water,

If I perceived myself as an infinitesimal speck; then I was indeed the diminutive mosquito; irascibly buzzing around the divinely asleep eardrum,

If I perceived myself as the fortified castle; then I was indeed the invincible walls of iron which shrugged off the most mightiest of attack with nonchalant ease,

If I perceived myself as the grandiloquent Sun; then I was indeed the fountain of mesmerizing rays that illuminated every cloistered cranny of earth,

If I perceived myself as a criminal; then I was indeed the satanic hoodlum intransigently bent upon devastating blissful mankind,

If perceived myself as dumb; then I was indeed bereft of words and speech; stood like a retarded lunatic when infact I had a fathomless treasury of eloquence embedded in my soul,

If I perceived myself as a tear; then I was indeed disdainful depression insurmountably augmenting by the unveiling second,

If I perceived myself as a magician; then I was indeed the astoundingly inexplicable conjurer; metamorphosing all chunks of bland mud into biscuits of gold,

If I perceived myself as garbage; then I was indeed the pile of horrendously fetid sewage; lying dilapidated and decaying to rot,

If I perceived myself as a cloud; then I indeed a surreally fabulous fantasy; pelting down showers of flirtatious romance,
If I perceived myself as a needle; then I was indeed the minuscule strand of metal disgustingly poking people in their ribs,

If I perceived myself as darkness; then I was indeed a perpetually solitary ambience; enveloped from all sides by inevitably bizarre grief,

If I perceived myself as sick; then I was indeed suffering from astronomically high fever; with my forehead blazing more than blistering embers of sizzling fire,

If I perceived myself as happy; then I was indeed exuberant; embracing the absolute pinnacle of prosperity uninhibitedly with both arms,

If I perceived myself as a shark; then I was indeed the preposterously huge monster; ready to rip apart innocuous personalities into infinite bits of their
original form,

If I perceived myself as fearless; then I was indeed valiantly doughty; ready to confront the most deadliest of catastrophe; without flinching or faltering the slightest,

If I perceived myself as sheep; then I was indeed the fleet footed and daintily nimble animal; celestially existing amongst boundless of my kind,

If I perceived myself as love; then I was indeed a messiah profusely dedicated to propagating its different forms; to far and distant across this colossal Universe,

If I perceived myself as hatred; then I was indeed deceitful anecdotes of malice; snapping the cherished essence of sacrosanct life,

If I perceived myself as truth; then I was indeed an irrefutable idol of honesty; assisting countless individuals trapped in the dungeon of salacious lechery; with optimism seeming an overwhelmingly far cry,

If I perceived myself as ugly; then I was indeed the unfortunate possessor of distorted features; with every organ of my body gruesomely placed and
repugnantly grotesque,

If I perceived myself as beautiful; then I was indeed gorgeous; with my lips portraying that voluptuously pink and robust tinge,

If I perceived myself as a blabber mouth; then I was indeed an inexorably talkative individual; chattering tirelessly all throughout the day and for marathon
hours of the sultry night,

If I perceived myself as a volcano; then I was indeed a fulminating stream of lava; erupting out with brute force from the compassionate belly of soil,

If I perceived myself as a bee; then I was indeed a rambunctiously chattering fly; profoundly engrossed in evolving pools of golden honey,
If I perceived myself as poignantly piquant; then I was indeed the ardent granules of spicy salt; which the swirling waves of the ocean flung with an
insatiable intensity upon the shores,
 
If I perceived myself as blind; then I was indeed without sight; stumbling pathetically on each pebble that came my way; inspite of having emphatic eyes,

If I perceived myself as unlucky; then I was indeed the man with a stone touch; converting each thing I caressed into rock hard boulder; when infact the stars
that shone on my birth were those befitting a prince,

If I perceived myself as thunder; then I was indeed streaks of electric silver lightening ready to strike ground & tremendously terrorize,

If I perceived myself as a candle; then I was indeed the uncertainly flickering flame; deluging the dreary ambience with a beam of vibrant hope and light,

If I perceived myself as a pig; then I was indeed the incomprehensibly fat and greedy beast; ready to gobble virtually whatever that I could lay my hands upon,

If I perceived myself as a fruit; then I was indeed a rubicund sapling; ready to placate the gluttony of those who indispensably wanted food,

If I perceived myself as a reflection; then I was indeed an ethereally appearing shadow; which cropped up in brightness and vanished completely
with dolorously Black light,

If I perceived myself as a bone; then I was indeed a dreadful skeleton; with absolutely not the tiniest trace of energy left in my countenance,

If I perceived myself as smile; then I was indeed an entity wholesomely blended with joy; basking in the unprecedented glory of pure ecstasy,

If I perceived myself as dead; then I was indeed buried unfathomable feet beneath soil; despite having my heart palpitating violently beyond
the boundaries of life,

And if I perceived myself as living; then I was indeed having life; irrespective of the unsurpassable battalion of hurdles that confronted me in my way; raring to ubiquitously spread the wonderful essence of my breath; raring to ubiquitously spread the most sacred word of all; called alive.


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