Deep Ocean of Secrets…

Be it belonging to the infinitesimally irate ant; who traversed an
infinite steps in its journey from the bottom of the majestic dinner
table; to its tantalizingly steaming top,

Be it belonging to the stoically invincible Everest; which stood with
its head high as the lone unflinchingly exuberant warrior; even as the
entire planet beside was dissolving into the mortuaries of
hopelessness,

Be it belonging to the measly disheveled mushroom; frenetically
staggering with each draught of fresh air; trying to solidly emboss
its very own place in the languid bits of mud circumscribing it,

Be it belonging to the wondrously tangy wave; dissipating into an
unparalleled festoon of royal froth; triggering an inevitable smile on
every bygone face, after clashing against the seductive black rocks,

Be it belonging to the voluptuously crimson thundercloud; which craved
and craved and unstoppably craved for its time; to melt into a
boundless droplets of everlastingly mollifying rain,

Be it belonging to the incongruously bohemian barking dog; who
uncontrollably growled nineteen to the dozen even in ghastly midnight;
until its voice was eventually heard by its callous master,

Be it belonging to the perennially flowering tree; which blossomed
into umpteenth a dazzling leaf every now and again; and whose each
minuscule root had entrapped in it; the hidden enigmas of a time
before time was pragmatically born,

Be it belonging to the diminutively impoverished cubicle of stray ice;
trembling an infinite times every unfurling instant; in anticipation
of its worst enemy the "Sun" blazing out; and forever pulverizing the
chapter of its existence beyond its livid grave,

Be it belonging to the indiscriminately behemoth dinosaur; for whom
everything else on earth was a maudlin buffoonery of time; as it toyed
with all creation in the center of its palm; till its last breath
destined,

Be it belonging to the insignificantly tiny shell lying astray on the
skewed shores; fighting left; right and center for its very existence;
even as each gigantic wave inexorably tried to drown to the rock
bottom of the sea,

Be it belonging to the vivaciously dancing peacock; which spread its
romantic plumage full throttle in anticipation of its dream mate; with
the very first showers of ravishingly golden rain,

Be it belonging to the obnoxiously fetid cockroach; spending an
infinite of its lives fretfully meandering round the disdainful
lavatory seat; an indescribable miles far away from the freshness of
rising sunlight,

Be it belonging to the raunchily descending bat; searching for every
conceivable prey of its blindfolded; since its very first cry of
morosely blackened and topsy-turvy hackneyed life,

Be it belonging to most impoverished ingredient of the atmosphere;
swept to its non-existent grave every second by the slightest puff of
wind; and then found floating again in some indecipherable part of the
fathomless Universe,

Be it belonging to the very last brick in the boundlessly deep
foundation; which timelessly winced in unheard pain; an intransigently
agonizing scream which fell on deaf ears and with only the darkness
around it as its lone companion,
Be it belonging to the pinch of vapid dust; which either got
ruthlessly swept; heartlessly trampled; ludicrously blown;
condemningly spat upon; by every cold-blooded stroke of unsparing
destiny,

Be it belonging to the velvety blade of emerald grass; which
perennially romanced in the aisles of untamed desire; with each
droplet of mesmerizing golden dew,

Be it belonging to the evanescent entrenchment of the parsimonious
horizons; which try as hard as they could; but were never successful
in salvaging their own identity; amidst the day; afternoon and wild
night,

Be it belonging to the incongruously babbling eunuch; stretching to
every threshold of raucously unimaginable obscenity; in order to evict
those quintessential bundles of currency from the spurious society
outside,

O! Yes, be it belonging to conceivably anyone on this tirelessly
ingratiating earth; every palpitating heart has; is; and shall
forever remain an unconquerably "Deep Ocean of secrets"…

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