I Was Ardently Dying To Die

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Neither was I in a hurry to reach even the most swankiest corporate office; even as countless were ready to work under the faintest swish of my thumb-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to royally soar to the absolute apogee of Everest; even as the most uninhibitedly sensuous wings of flight; inexhaustibly craved for me to wholesomely mount them—only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to own the entire treasury of currency notes on this planet; even as every organism existing laid everything that they ever had or could conceive; infront of my bohemian footsteps-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to endlessly keep snoozing on a profusely diamond studded-silken bed; even as each intangible wall of the unconquerable castle kept indefatigably wailing my name-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to effortlessly run on ferociously undulating sea water; even as each untamed wave metamorphosed itself into unmoving earth in due obeisance; as I tread the nimblest of my foot in utter discordance-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to unabashedly fly in the tantalizingly surreal clouds; even as I zipped to an infinite kilometers high in the ecstatic atmosphere; ruthlessly stomping my feet in disarray-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to sight the most infinitesimal of needle in a haystack; even as the strands of hay themselves stood up in unison to unanimously salute me; thereby easing an exuberant way for my vision to lift the invisible pin-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to endlessly keep interlocking palms with the most famous celebrities and leaders of this Universe; even as they swarmed like a hive of an infinite famished bees; around the most imperceptible of my shadow-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to be unendingly garlanded by every on-looker that crept my way; even they incorrigibly refused to budge an inch without fondly caressing
me-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to everlastingly embed my signature on every tangible and intangible quarter of this planet; even as everything around me and till a boundless distance fasted itself to death; unless I graced it with my breath-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to make passionately unbreakable love to the most beautiful maidens on this earth; even as they themselves and entirely surrendered to even the most obliterated of my whisper-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to break every record existing in the Universe and beyond; even as each ingredient of my blood was being miraculously blessed with the power to conquer the entire planet-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to rule the entire globe—perpetually taking its reigns by storm in my rustic palms; even as each organism itself and fervently wanted me to take complete control of the quality of its destined existence-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to become the strongest of the strongest man on this enchanting earth; even as every opposite enemy camp meekly surrendered and pulverized itself to inconspicuous dust; in the diminutively formed fist of my palm-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to eat the most ravishingly succulent cuisines of this earth; even as each inimitable fruit and tantalizing curry in the atmosphere fell copiously in my lap—only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to decipher the most baffling mysteries of this inexplicable cosmos; even as the most obsolete cranny of my brain was being adroitly programmed to astounding perfection-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to experience sheer and insatiably euphoric utopia; even as the enamoring mists of undefeated paradise themselves descended upon every inch of my abode-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to life to its fullest and most unprecedented capacity; even as the Jin of hope granted me a wish to palpitate in newness till the time I wanted-only this once,

But I was ardently dying to die this very moment itself; not wasting a single more second as the clock of the world ticked; so that my lifeless body could be buried right infront of my Creator's Omnipotent mosque; right infront of where his Omniscient feet had eternally guided me whilst I was alive.


Submitted: May 03, 2018

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