VERITABLE DEATH MINE

My mind was like the fulminating volcano; which kept on

passionately erupting; even after the entire earth had blissfully
slept,
My mind was like an uninhibitedly philandering panther; which
thunderously roared each unfurling second of the day,
My mind was like a turbulently swirling ocean; which culminated
each instant into a flurry of violent waves,
My mind was like the poignant whirlpool of sand; which evolved
at cyclonic speeds; sweeping across the fathomless deserts
inevitably every afternoon,
My mind was like the blazing inferno; which kept augmenting to
astronomical heights with each nimble stroke of the brazen
wind,
My mind was like the hideously savage vulture; whose hunger
arose the very next moment; after it had just devoured its
previous bit of robust carrion,
My mind was like the indefatigably running spider; which didnt
rest for even a minuscule minute; entrenched and wavering
amidst the silvery strands of its web,
My mind was like streaks of white lightening which profusely
enveloped the sky; creating insanely havoc on the whatever
space they fell,
My mind was like infinite clouds sprawled vindictively in the
cosmos; creeping up every day to try and camouflage vivacious
rays of brilliant light,
My mind was like the unstoppably perennial stream; which leapt
and swelled; irrespective of the acrimonious battalion of
barricades that confronted it in its celestial way,

My mind was like the plane which inexorably kept flying all its
life; without stooping down a fraction; or caressing the tarmac
with its spongy sheath of wheels,
My mind was like the mystical echo which reverberated
countless number of times; after ephemerally clashing against
the formidably boundless valley,
My mind was like the lethally bouncing striped shark; which
unrelentingly surged forward with hostile euphoria even in the
middle of the perilously gloomy night,
My mind was like the centuries old grandfather clock; which
continued to tirelessly tick; irrespective of the most deadliest of
holocaust or rain,
My mind was like the deafening thud of the dinosaurs foot;
which kept going on and on for times immemorial; even after the
monster had become remotely obsolete and wholesomely extinct,
My mind was like the globules golden sweat; which kept
incorrigibly trickling down the arms; even after applying the
most profound balm of stupendously redolent scent,
My mind was like the unfathomably deep well; which indeed did
have an opening; but there simply seemed no end,
My mind was like the tangible population; which perpetually
kept increasing as each second unveiled into a full fledged
minute
In the end it is my humble plea to you; O! Almighty Creator; not to give people a
mind like mine; for although I had developed an intrinsic bondage with its
vagaries over a period of time; for others it could very well prove to a veritable
death mine.