I- A true Poet

A true poet is the one; who indefatigably fantasizes
in the aisles of uninhibited freedom; without caring
even an inconspicuous trifle about the conventionally
tyrannical society,

A true poet is the one; who romanticizes art even in
the most languidly dreariest of stones; relentlessly
floating in the planet of harmonious melody,

A true poet is the one; who irrefutably trusts his pen
more than anything else on this Universe;
intransigently keeps embodying mystical verse;
irrespective of a barrage of criticisms; by the
incorrigibly cynical society,

A true poet is the one; who nurtures every alphabet
with his very own crimson blood; harnessing a
bountiful entrenchment of dreams; with every iota of
his ravishingly sensuous breath,

A true poet is the one; who frantically gropes in
versatile shades of majestic light as well as
ominously sinister darkness; to evolve the most
fantastically blossoming tomorrow,

A true poet is the one; who philanders with gay
abandon even in the most incomprehensibly unassailable
of situations; stretching the realms of his fathomless
mind; to blend with the sparkling; as well as the
esoterically bizarre,

A true poet is the one; who mesmerizes countless with
the compassionately poignant cadence in his spell
binding voice; as he divulges voluptuous rhyme from
the bottom of his soul; and with maximum impact,

A true poet is the one; who has the astronomically
intrepid tenacity to confront the most acerbically
treacherous of times; dance rhapsodically under pearly
beams of moonshine; even as the lecherously corrupt
society spat gallons of penniless saliva at his;
miserably sagging countenance,

A true poet is the one; who ardently caresses all that
is beautiful; with an insatiable fire to endlessly
discover resplendent newness; as each second rampantly
unfurled into a wholesome minute,

A true poet is the one; who timelessly wanders in
lanes of exotically tantalizing enchantment; groping
for the ultimate seductress of blooming jubilation,

A true poet is the one; who is not bonded by any
caste; creed; religion or society; ubiquitously
spawning a civilization of perennially endless
excitement; with the unprecedented artistry in his
magically exquisite words,

A true poet is the one; who is an unsurpassable idol
of piquant sensitivity; yet not being the slightest
perturbed by hideous tongues; ignominiously condemning
and rebuking; his divinely art,

A true poet is the one; who wakes and sleeps at the
moments of his choice; at times dreaming in realms of
unconquerable yearning for countless hours on the
trot; even as the turgidly pragmatic society lambasted
him with lethally venomous swords of diabolical
manipulation,

A true poet is the one; who immutably gyrates in the
corridors of unfathomable belonging; embracing and
philanthropically assimilating all heavenly goodness;
lingering profusely on this ebulliently euphoric
planet,

A true poet is the one; who enshrouds every vein of
his mind and body alike; in a whirlpool of fabulously
inscrutable enigma and kaleidoscopic grace,

A true poet is the one; who sights the luminescently
embellished canvas of this Universe; in its ultimate
epitome; of unparalleled splendor and vivacity,

A true poet is the one; who audaciously dares to
venture into uncharted territories where no organism
has ever been; despite Herculean vindication by the
tumultuously ostracizing society,

A true poet is the one; who sacrifices fathomless
births of his; to beautifully evolve his art; more
importantly to royally bless every ecstatic wind; of a
vibrantly brilliant tomorrow,

A true poet is the one; who incessantly loves his
beloved more than anybody else on this world could
ever conceive; immortalizing the spirit of his eternal
romance; in every line of his; graciously benign
poetry,

Over and above all; a true poet is the one; who solely
listens to his invincibly throbbing heart and nothing
else; perpetually bonding with symbiotic spirit of
synergistic existence; metamorphosing every
unfinished desire of the benevolent soul; into a
charismatically endowing paradise?.

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