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You can't strangulate yourself and still lead life

You can't strangulate yourself and still lead life
You can't strangulate yourself and still lead life

 

You can't compress your fingers and still prolifically
write,

You can't clench your teeth and still gregariously
smile,

You can't sleep tight on the bed and still
boisterously run,

You can't stand in freezing snowflakes and still sweat
like a horse,

You can't stitch your lips and still loquaciously
speak,

You can't stuff cotton in your ears and still hear the
pin dropping on pure silk,

You can't squeeze your eyes and still witness the
mesmerizing sparrow shrugging rain drops from its
body,

You can't tie your hands and still swim against
turbulent waves of the choppy ocean,

You can't slit your stomach with a knife; and still
devour ravishing chunks of tangy butter,

You can't paint the mirror and still sight your
pellucid reflection,

You can't stand on Mount Everest and still view the
world as it is,

You can't consume titillating champagne and still
decipher mind boggling sums of arithmetic,

You can't wear cowdung coated shoes and still smell
like a supremely redolent rose,

You can't walk upside down and still shake hands
amicably with your girlfriend,

You can't walk on red-hot embers of coal and still
want your feet to develop extra soles,

You can't have shattered teeth ands till snap through
the obdurate shell of coconut in one snap,

You can't have a snow white beard extruding from your
cheeks and still proclaim that you were a teenager,

You can't yawn with your Jaws wide open and still
remain dry eyed,

You can't be an insane lunatic and still be able to
scrupulously recite each stanza from the Shakespeare,

You can't adorn a diamond ring on your finger and
still audaciously declare that you weren't engaged,

You can't get as pink as a radish and still say that
you didn’t blush the slightest,

You can't protrude out your tongue in anger and still
convey to the world that you were a revered saint,

You can't have dark circles under your lids and still
perceive yourself to be an innocuous kid,

You can't keep lying on the seashore and still feel in
the midst of tingling adventure,

You can't whip the slave left, right, center and still
believe that you had blessed him,

You can't act like a crazy clown and still envisage
yourself to be the greatest actor,

You can't stammer and still speak with articulate
proficiency on the mike,

You can't drive slow and still win the whirlwind speed
motor car race,

You can't be bare eyed and still stare unrelentingly
into the blazing fireball of sun,

You can't shout deafeningly and still blow a melodious
whistle,

You can't be afraid of a mosquito and still pledge to
leap into the unfathomably deep valley head on,

You can't eat Cadbury chocolates and still expect
smoke to diffuse ecstatically from your nostrils,

You can't drape your feet in spiked footwear and still
topple on the ground like nine pins,

You can't apply mud on your hair and still experience
the silken follicles shine,

You can't keep looking at the changing sun and still
tell the exact minute of the day,

You can't have a badly fractured hand and still expect
to challenge the mightiest wrestler,

You can't have red ants inside your trousers and still
sit unperturbed throughout the business meeting,
You can't have savage blood coated on your hands and
still divulge to the world that they were as
sacrosanct as God,

You can't be incarcerated behind bars of the prison
and still play hide-n-seek with your children in the
park,

You can't wear a flimsy night suit and still stand
without shivering on the frozen lake,

You can't have infinite blemishes of chicken pox and
still compare yourself with the shimmering pearl,

You can't be a mundane businessman and still have a
passionate penchant for poetic rhyme,

You can't be an imbecile beggar and still think of
sleeping all night on the golden couch,

You can't sit in front of the man eater leopard and
still recite tranquil rhymes from the holy scriptures,

You can't stick your tongue out and still say that
you're well mannered and extremely cultured,

You can't be a ghastly skeleton suspended from the
ceiling and still conquer the entire battle field in
war,

You can't wink flirtatiously at a girl and still
adroitly tell her that she was your sister,

You can't be rustic fisherman and still know the most
intricate of computer virus,

You can't spell death wrongly and still have an
ambition to die,

You can't simply hold the knife in your hands and
still profusely bleed,

You can't open your mouth a trifle lazily and still
expect thunderous tunes to blast through the frigid
atmosphere,

You can't wear a necklace of glistening diamonds and
still feel venomous snakes brutally strangulating your
neck,

You can't be a slime coated frog and still conceive
yourself to as the astonishingly beautiful crown
princess,

You can't eat foul sewage floating in the gutter and
still expect pearls to pop out each time you opened
your mouth,

You can't tear plain paper into infinite parts and
still flood its surface with unending lines of
literature,

You can't have lecherous fires blazing in your eyes
and still have empathy for the deprived,

You can't worry baselessly and still make people
around you wholeheartedly laugh,

You can't maliciously envy your counterparts and still
reach the top,

You can't drive a truck blindfolded and still be able
to reach the other end of the road safely,

You can't be sitting in one corner of the dark room
and still imagine yourself to be a complete man,

You can't develop nerve-wrecking stress and still have
blissful peace,

You can't apply effeminate lipstick on your lips and
still claim to be Tarzan inhabiting the wild,

You can't drench yourself wholesomely in the rain and
still catch blazing fires the very next instant,

You can't draw incongruous lines with your feet and
still visualize yourself as the greatest artist,

You can't brag like a donkey and still whisper to the
society that you were unselfishly polite,

You can't keep surging down into deep waters and still
view the pinnacle of the tower spiraling high towards
the sun,

You can't roll amidst heaps of glittering gold and
still cry hysterically that you were poor,

You can't walk in stark darkness and still sight your
shadow following you at close quarters,

You can't have black lizards slithering all over your
body and still remain as stoical as frozen ice,

You can't lick hard dirt and still find your tongue as
clear as the transparent mirror,

You can't run like a whirlwind volcano and still feel
your heart completely dormant in your chest,

You can't sway flirtatiously sighting every girl and
still convince your wife that she was the only entity
you revered,

You can't be oblivious to the first alphabet of
English language and still imbibe every word of the
colossal dictionary, ’

You can't live imprisoned behind the dingy brick wall
and still inhale gallons of blissful air,

You can't keep looking at your watch every minute and
still announce confidently that you weren't a trifle
anxious,

You can't emulate every action happening beside you
and still cognize yourself to be entirely independent,

You can't sit languidly in the air-craft to smoothly
glide up the hill and still bellow at the top of your
lungs that you clambered up all the treacherous slope
standing on your toes,

You can't deluge your mouth completely with water and
still want jewels to tumble out each time you spoke,

You can't have thorns adhered to all parts of your
body and still feel yourself heavily soaked in spongy
jelly,

You can't be a satanic barbarian chopping raw flesh
and still imagine yourself to have created new life,

You can't bathe in a river of sweet honey and still
want the bees to shirk away the instant they sighted
you,

You can't lie breathless in the stone clad coffin and
still come out bouncing radiantly alive,

You can't have a reserved heart wandering
materialistically and still fall madly in love,

And You cant strangulate your emotions; grope
uncertainly in a land of cowardice and still lead
life…

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