Impossible To Imprison

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

Submitted: May 11, 2018

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You could perhaps incarcerate the tree; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its euphorically exhilarating breeze; which swept in majestic unison across
the blissfully enchanting atmosphere,

You could perhaps incarcerate the body; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its fathomless repertoire of righteous ideals; which shimmered in Omnipotent grandiloquence; all brilliant day and charismatically starry night,

You could perhaps incarcerate the finger; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its mystically embellished ocean of writing; the impregnable pages of
truth perpetually embossed upon; the trajectory of this boundless planet,

You could perhaps incarcerate the Sun; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its scintillatingly Omnipresent shine; the rays of mesmerizing beauty and ardent splendor; which profusely enlightened every drearily sonorous space; on
this wonderfully marvelous earth,

You could perhaps incarcerate the tongue; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its timelessly melodious sound; the essence of philanthropic humanity
which unassailably fulminated; as it holistically chanted the mantras of a divine existence,

You could perhaps incarcerate the river; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its placidly silken empathy; the tantalizing magic that it resplendently bequeathed; upon the pathetic abhorrence of the sullen night,

You could perhaps incarcerate the rose; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its everlasting fragrance; which wafted its Omniscient redolence to even the most infinitesimally minuscule organism on this royally proliferating Universe,

You could perhaps incarcerate the witheringly devastated skeleton; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its countless waterfall of benign fantasies; which forever reigned the most invincibly supreme; each time the world was born,

You could perhaps incarcerate the lips; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its benevolently amiable smiles; the perennially jubilant rhapsody; that inundated treacherously orphaned lives with uninhibitedly unprecedented happiness,

You could perhaps incarcerate the skull; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its unfathomably endless fountain of symbiotically harmonious dreams;  that stupendously enriched every worthlessly massacred life; with optimistic beams of vibrant hope,
You could perhaps incarcerate the eyes; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison their indefatigable waterfall of bestowing goodness; the incredulous grandeur lingering in their impeccably divine whites,

You could perhaps incarcerate the relationship; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its jubilantly compassionate warmth; the bountifully radiant togetherness that disseminated from its immaculate fabric of; spell binding enchantment,

You could perhaps incarcerate the rain; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison the seductively gigantic conglomerate of crimson clouds; which celestially drifted and blissfully placated; every lugubriously rotting iota of this; astoundingly euphoric globe,

You could perhaps incarcerate blood; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its profusely passionate streams of romance; its insatiably ecstatic yearning; to spawn a countless more robustly energetic lives,

You could perhaps incarcerate the palms; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison their enigmatically glimmering destiny; which inexplicably flowered into a
magnificent sky of titillating excitement,

You could perhaps incarcerate the drums; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison their tumultuously thunderous beats; the ingratiatingly ravishing rhythm
that tirelessly illuminated; the blackness of the murderously sinister night,

You could perhaps incarcerate the birds; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison their vivaciously boisterous freedom; their insurmountably ebullient urge to soar tantalizingly; above the handsomely glorious clouds,

You could perhaps incarcerate breath; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its ubiquitous entrenchment of pricelessly cascading existence; its unbelievably Herculean tenacity to survive and its Omnipotent strength,

You could perhaps incarcerate the heart; but it was irrefutably impossible to imprison its immortally turbulent beats; the unparalleled mountain of love it diffused to evolve a fantastically new chapter of existence; on every intrepidly adventurous step; that
you dared to tread.


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