When Almighty Lord Spoke Poem by Nikhil Parekh

When the garden of ravishingly crimson roses spoke; the acrimoniously miserly
thorn fell completely silent,

When the colossal dungeon replete with delectable honey spoke; the vial of heinous poison fell completely silent,

When the battalion of mesmerizing nightingales spoke; the hideously soaring wailing vultures fell completely silent,

When the overwhelmingly scintillating diamond spoke; the morbid pond incessantly buzzing with pertinent mosquitoes fell completely silent,

When the sparkling pair of astoundingly fresh vegetables spoke; the decayed bread with fungus coated all over; fell completely silent,

When the gargantuan mountain towering towards the naked patches of sky spoke; the lecherously hidden hole in the ground fell completely silent,

When the boundlessly swirling ocean waters spoke; the horrendously scorching granules of the acrid desert fell completely silent,

When the majestically striped tiger thunderously spoke; the fleet of menacing scorpions and lethal reptiles fell completely silent,

When the incomprehensibly huge fortified ship spoke; the deplorably broken boat sinking inevitably towards the bottom fell completely silent,

When infinite pages profusely blended with literature spoke; the wholesomely abashing fingerprint embodied on the wall fell completely silent,

When the magnificently embellished aircraft zipping into space spoke; the pretentiously dying and lazily crawling worm fell completely silent,

When the well inundated with frosty and sacrosanct cow milk spoke; the glass of profoundly diseased water fell completely silent,

When the insurmountably fragrant leaves of pure saffron spoke; the most ghastliest of stench emanating in the atmosphere fell completely silent,

When the brilliantly flamboyant Sun spoke; the sulking camouflage of appalling darkness fell completely silent,

When the supremely silken conglomerate of royal pearls spoke; the diabolically corrugated skin of the cannibalistic crocodile fell completely silent,

When the blazing cup of ecstatically rejuvenating tea spoke; the snobbishly shivering cold fell completely silent,

When the ingeniously crafted articulate mater key spoke; the countless hurdles and doors blocked beyond the point of despair; fell completely silent,

When the tantalizing aroma of delicious food spoke; the abominable pangs of bizarre starvation fell completely silent,

And when the Omnipotent grace of Almighty Lord spoke; the satanically savage and brutal devil fell completely silent.