I Invite You

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

Submitted: May 01, 2018

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Don't just see the voluptuous mascara adhering to the eyelashes; the seductive fountain of enticement which lingered on the lids,
I invite you to witness the stupendous beauty in the eyes; the unparalleled empathy they harbored for all fraternity of living kind; instead.

Don't just see the sleazy color encapsulating tantalizing skin; the vain fairness which spuriously glistened under artificial light,
I invite you to witness the warmth that it provided to every fraternity of religion on earth; the uninhibited compassion it disseminated in impoverished dwindling
on bare soil; instead.

Don't just see the bombastic splash of cheap lipstick exotically kissing the lips; propelling them to look more titillating than the fairies,
I invite you to witness the infernos of invincible passion which they ignited; instilling omnipotent traces of vital life in people well beneath their graves; instead.

Don't just see the sanctimonious garland of jewels embellishing slender fingers; the gold which attracted the most heinously lecherous towards their baseless opulence,
I invite you to witness the magnanimous help they rendered to those without the most infinitesimal iota of sight; alighted impeccable orphans towards the corridors of a blissful beginning; instead.

Don't just see the overwhelmingly sensuous oil that besieged bulging muscles; the insurmountable battalion of whistles it evoked; as it entrenched the fairer sex
in waves of absolute enthrallment,
I invite you to witness  the formidable resilience which they harbored in their bones; their intrinsically augmenting die hard tenacity to save their motherland; instead.

Don't just see the pompous scent which cast its lackadaisical essence in the atmosphere; miserably withering to overpower even an inconspicuous whisker
of God's beauty created,
I invite you to witness  the golden shower of persevering perspiration dribbling from the armpits; fostering the spirit of true hard work; the true colors of vivacious life; instead.

Don't just see the ostentatiously corrupt dye inundating scalp; like a ridiculously shoddy fabric from all sides,
I invite you to witness  the mesmerizing swish of marvelous hair; the happiness which they impregnated in disastrously famished lives; instead.

Don't just see the nonchalant bombardment of polished slang; the worthless juggernaut of alien accent; in a desperate attempt to catapult above cloud nine,
I invite you to witness the most irrefutably truthful voice of the soul; which annihilated all misery and suffering from planet earth forever; instead.

And don't just see the unfathomably ludicrous festoon of clothes on the body; slithering pathetically to make an impact more vociferous than torrential
cloudbursts of heavenly rain,
I invite you to witness the most wonderful product of God's evolution; the sacrosanct and passionately palpitating immortal heart; instead.


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