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»You will have to stay alive

 

YOU'LL HAVE TO stay alive for the sake of all those leaves; which
brushed past
your dainty skin while you walked in wilderness,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those dreams; you saw
every
night when in deep sleep,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those droplets of rain;
that
passionately cascaded down your body; when you stood beneath the
clouds,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those nostalgic memories;
that
reminded you about your past every unleashing minute,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those jokes; that
engendered you
to thunderously laugh; every time you heard them circulating in
proximity,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those clothes; that you
vibrantly adorned while dancing unrelentingly; till wee hours of dawn,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those patches of earth;
that you
inadvertently tread on while achieving your mission,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those things which you
felt;
transmitting you into waves of unparalleled ecstasy, when you were
deserted
alone,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those birds which loved
your
presence in the morning; singing to you their absolutely favorite
rhyme,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those dolphins; which
leaped in
exultation; the moment they witnessed you standing near the shores,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those roses which yielded
you
their pristine scent; fervently awaited you to water them at dusk,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those butterflies that
kissed
you nimbly on your cheeks; while making their expeditions towards the
open
sky,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those eyes that admired
every
task you accomplished; bolstered your confidence every unfurling hour;
in your
quest to achieve supremacy,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those idols you
vehemently
prayed to; which made your life a blissful experience to exist on
planet
earth,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those people who held
your
hands; assisted you to cross the streets bustling with obstreperous
traffic,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those cow's which fed you
with
milk every day; grinned at you subtly as you fed them with delectable
clusters
of green grass,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of all those draughts of wind;
that
incessantly imparted tenacity to your lungs to contentedly breathe and
stay
rejuvenated,

You'll have to stay alive for the sake of the parents who evolved you;
raised
you this big from the stage of being an inconspicuous little child,

And more importantly than anything; you'll have to stay alive; for me,
as the
my heart would relinquish to palpitate; dying a ghastly death the very
instant
your beats separated from mine…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Young at heart

 

The leaves of the tree withered at the onset of autumn; rendering it as bare and a pathetic sight to witness,
Atlhough the body and trunk were still alive; did scream passionately as the wind slapped and caressed them.

The most majestic of reptile shed its skin while undergoing a metamorphosis of seasons; partially annihilating its grandeur,
Although its slithering body still traversed in circuitous routes; and its fangs were ready to strike injecting lethal venom.

The mountain sheep had their fur sheared for weaving thermal contrivances; leaving their appearance as shabbily disgraceful,
Although they still wandered in harmony on the colossal slopes; bleated in unison as dusk stealthily approached.

The austere Sun God shed its brightness as nightfall took over; resembling an insipid reflection of its original identity,
Although it still shone brilliantly the next morning; illuminating stringently every bit of cloistered gloom.

The slender iron nail lost all its gloss as monsoon showers poured incessantly from the sky; giving it a deplorable appearance,
Although it still maintained the capacity of being embodied in the wall; and still had the hostility of piercing the inflated balloon.

The fermented barrel of milk lay bereft of immaculate white color; resembling worthless chunks of flaccid curd,
Although it still produced an extremely piquant taste; had reasonably high levels of salubrious nutrition.

The flying birds sheds infinite numbers of feathers each day; looking bedraggled after being stripped of their kingly plumage,
Although they still retained the power to fly; soaring high up in the air and procreating their progeny.

The banana after peeling its intricate skin appeared as dilapidated urchin; shivering uncontrollably in the wind,
Although it was sumptuous and relishing to eat; and its pulp caused ravishing sensations in the buds of taste.

The biscuits of gold after losing their shine; resembled the mundane coin; failed to captivate attention,
Although they still had the same value; could fetch their owners an astronomical fortune when judiciously traded.

And all the old folks traversing the streets; looked a sight to profoundly sympathize; clinging tightly to their walking sticks,
Although they still had the power to love; the power to overwhelmingly fantasize; as they were YOUNG AND INNOCENT AT HEART…

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Your Godly sweat

 

Just an infinitesimal droplet of its mesmerizing
golden upon my lips; was enough to irrefutably
perpetuate the corridors of ardently untamed longing
in my diminutively disheveled persona,

Just an inconspicuous droplet of its enchanting golden
upon my eyelashes; was enough to catapult me beyond
the aisles of unprecedented fantasy; for centuries
pricelessly immemorial,

Just a mercurial droplet of its spell binding golden
upon my palms; was enough to bless me as the most
unconquerably symbiotic human existing; disseminating
the essence of eternal truth on every quarter of this
fathomless Universe,

Just a parsimonious droplet of its glorious golden
upon my tongue; was enough to celestially reinvigorate
each of my drearily dying and estranged nerves;
replenish my countenance with the mantra of
synergistically divine existence,

Just an evanescent droplet of its exotic golden upon
my cheeks; was enough to metamorphose the most
traumatically tyrannized suffering of my survival;
into a rivulet of unsurpassably unending happiness,

Just an ephemeral droplet of its timeless golden upon
my ears; was enough to resplendently enlighten my
despondently quavering sensitivity; into a sky of
unassailably bountiful dreams,

Just a fugitive droplet of its handsome golden upon my
fingers; was enough to enthrall me more iridescently
than the vivaciously dancing peacocks; as if the
entire exuberance of this panoramic planet had become
the whites of my impeccable eye,

Just a disappearing droplet of its stupendous golden
upon my belly; was enough to unfathomably evolve me
into an entrenchment of unlimited sensuousness; for
infinite more births yet to unveil,

Just an obsolete droplet of its ebullient golden upon
my tongue; was enough to make me wholesomely oblivious
to even the most impregnably enticing titillation on
the trajectory of this boundless Universe; profusely
drowning every bone of my body into an ocean of
heavenly tanginess,

Just an insipid droplet of its bounteous golden upon
my shadow; was enough to limitlessly tingle me till
the epitome of unparalleled voluptuousness; as I
tirelessly slavered on the slippery sand; feasting
every pore of my skin in the milky moonlight,

Just a fleeting droplet of its ingratiating golden
upon my nape; was enough to perennially drift me
towards the cocoons of inimitably jubilant ecstasy;
every unveiling instant of my impoverished life,

Just an infidel droplet of its majestic golden upon my
shoulders; was enough to beautifully transpire me to
incessantly augment the threshold of my artistry;
unceasingly replenish my every bone with the countless
treasures of this wonderfully holistic Universe,

Just a minuscule droplet of its rhapsodic golden upon
my conscience; was enough to enrich my depravingly
beleaguered existence; with the perpetually
magnificent colors of unshakable solidarity,

Just an effervescent droplet of its everlasting golden
upon my chest; was enough to triumphantly tantalize
till even after the veritable end of my time; and as
every ingredient of niceness around me withered and
obnoxiously died,

Just an incongruous droplet of its emollient golden
upon my foot; was enough to instill in me the
insurmountably intrepid tenacity of an unflinching
adventurer; as I patriotically blazed like an inferno
of scintillating righteousness; upon every prejudiced
trace of the devil,

Just an inarticulate droplet of its supreme golden
upon my soul; was enough to make me ardently persevere
for the cause of benevolent humanity; decimate even
the most frigid speck of indiscriminate racialism;
forever and ever and ever from this innocuously vivid
planet,

Just a fugacious droplet of its ever-pervading golden
upon my nostrils; was enough for me to assimilate all
felicity of a limitless more lifetimes; exist as an
undefeated prince even in the most satanically
devilish of winds,

Just an obfuscated droplet of its poignant golden upon
my heart; was enough for me to fathomlessly feel the
astounding freshness of life to its most indomitable
fullest; palpitate more thunderously than the
unequivocal clouds; now for the ultimate love of my
life,

O! Yes; such was the Omnipotent power of just that
ethereally vanishing droplet of heavenliness that
dribbled from your newly wedded skin; such was the
incomprehensibly eternal fragrance of just that
incoherent droplet which oozed from your immaculate
arms; such was the efficacious effulgence of just that
tiny droplet of your Godly sweat


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Your heart said it all

 

You don’t have to utter a single word; your mesmerizing eyes said it
all;
when they winked like the goddess of everlasting eternity,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your voluptuous lips said it
all;
when they ardently kissed; transiting me to space above cloud nine,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your rubicund cheeks said it
all;
when they flirtatiously blushed; igniting fireballs of untamed desire
in my
soul,

Your don’t have to utter a single word; your dainty feet said it all;
when
they tinkled in the enchantment of the ravishing night,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your enchanting shadow said it
all;
when it swept past my dreary persona; making me feel the richest man
breathing; the happiest soul alive,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your tantalizing hair said it
all;
when they seductively swished; rekindling my faith in horrendously
withering
mankind,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your magnanimous palms said it
all;
when they exotically caressed my shivering skin; incinerating tremors
of
uncanny excitement; in my scarlet blood,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your tantalizing belly said it
all;
when it rhapsodically danced under the enigmatic wilderness of alluring
twilight,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your gorgeous smile said it all;
making me consolidate upon my ultimate mission of fervent life,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your voluptuously rosy ears said
it
all; standing up in ecstatic exhilaration as I whispered; the most
inconspicuously feeble of sound,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your pristine charisma said it
all;
as it ingratiatingly lured me towards each of your ardently escalating
senses,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your titillating neck said it
all; as
it rose and fell in unprecedented mysticism; with the unfurling of
vivacious
dawn,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your vibrantly divine fingers
said it
all; when they romantically sketched the most minuscule of my
mischievous
facial contours,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your enamoring skin said it all;
when
it culminated into an infinite goose-bumps; as I trespassed even
countless
kilometers away from its heavenly periphery,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your fabulous forehead said it
all;
as it triggered insatiable fantasy in my mind; staring at me even
centuries
after my death,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your astronomical conviction
said it
all; inspiring me to face the most acrimoniously deadly hurdles of
life;
without a the slightest shiver down my spine,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your immaculate soul said it
all;
making me feel as if I was just born; as if I had just commenced the
chapter
of existence; even as I was about to die,

You don’t have to utter a single word; your fierily passionate breath
said
it all; making me believe in all mankind; making me feel every instant
as I
was forever alive,

And you don’t have to utter a single word; you heart said it all;
incarcerating me in its immortally sacrosanct beats; inundating each
aspect
of my existence with unfathomable love; making me forever its perpetual
slave…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Your heart was the best

 

Your hair were as vivacious as the pelting drops of
rain; cascading tantalizingly over your petite
shoulders,

Your eyes were as voluptuous as freshly extracted red
wine; drowning me in an ocean of unparalleled
enchantment,

Your feet were as intricate as the daintily glistening
stars; engendering me to worship them incessantly in
meek obeisance,

Your hands were the sole source of my destiny; with
their resplendent softness sending shivers down my
spine as they gently caressed me,

Your lips were like mesmerizing fountains of golden
honey; putting me into a celestial stupor with their
fleet of enigmatic tunes,

Your skin was as silken as pure cow milk;
metamorphosing into tinges of passionate scarlet as
you strolled past my side,

Your fingers were as beautiful as the rudimentary tree
roots; exotically igniting unburned fires in my
persona as they weaved through my scalp,

Your teeth were a formidable fortress of magnificent
ivory; prominently depicting the most fascinating of
smiles that I had ever perceived in this world,

Your voice was sweeter than the most melodious of
cuckoo; pacifying my conglomerate of profoundly
agitated nerves better than the best of painkiller,

Your cheeks were as tangy as the ravishing cluster of
crimson cherries; portraying your incredulously sweet
aura even in the most horrendously appalling darkness,

Your neck was as flexible as the undulating waves of
the ocean; turning instantaneously to even the most
minuscule of my command,

Your sweat was as golden as the glittering slabs of
gold; sparkling gorgeously under belligerent rays of
the fiery Sun,

Your stomach was as sensuous as the bathing shark;
fomenting me to wake up in utter bewilderment; even
from the midst of impregnably deep sleep,

Your ears were as sharp as the mystically beaked owl;
intricately deciphering even the most incoherent of my
whispers,

Your armpits were like the entrance to divine heaven;
enticing me incorrigibly to take shelter under their
stupendously alluring grace,

Your tongue was like the fabulously redolent rose;
flooding my dead veins with inexorable exhilaration as
it slurped white pints of titillating champagne,

Your blood was like the flamboyant island of Sun;
incinerating the inferno of love simmering in my veins
to animatedly leap towards the sky,

Your countenance was like the Royal princess;
immortally bonding me in the invincible arms of your
unfathomable desire,

And your heart was the best in the entire cosmos;
throbbing indefatigably without the slightest of rest;
throbbing relentlessly even in the most gruesomely
dismal of situation; more importantly than all;
throbbing louder than ferocious thunder in the sky
when it witnesses me; as it only and irrefutably mine…





(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Your love for me

 

Your love for me was not like the disloyally changing
shape of the Moon; which blatantly metamorphosed its
pearly body at the onset of every night,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the resplendent blanket of shimmering stars which
shone for countless decades; illuminating my gloomy
household with enchanting light.

Your love for me was not like the tumultuous storm;
which devoured even the minutest of entity in its
thunderous swirl,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the delectable draught of wind; which arose every
evening; mystically tingling the camouflage of dense
leaves with its dainty charm and grace.

Your love for me was not like the poignantly burning
candle; which diminished wholesomely; a few minutes
after ferociously igniting into a ball of flames,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the fire which burnt unrelentingly towards the
sky; becoming more and more passionate as the pinnacle
of darkness encroached every space.

Your love for me was not like the swanky bottle of
expensive scent; which started to rot away soon after
initially flooding every bit of scorched atmosphere,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the stupendously fragrant lotus; which spread its
essence without distinction; captivated me for many
births yet to unveil in the aura of its enigmatic
redolence.

Your love for me was not like the callous bird mother;
who deserted her children a few days after they had
hatched from the egg; and after adeptly teaching them
to fly high,
Infact I have profound pride in stating; that it was
like the human mother; who harnessed and nourished her
baby for marathon years even after he attained
maturity; catered to the most inconspicuous of his
demand till the time she found herself on her
inevitable deathbed.

Your love for me was not like pelting drops of violent
rain; which gave just momentary pleasure to my flesh
and then left me dry and mourning as the blistering
Sun crept up in the sky,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the colossal ocean with piquantly escalating
waves; which provided warmth and rejuvenation to my
dirty body; at the unleashing of dawn every morning.

Your love for me was not like a sleazy television
commercial; which sent ravishing chills down my spine
as the instant I viewed it; and then left me longing
for more as the boring news came by,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the mesmerizing fable that had an unprecedented
impact on my destiny; bequeathed a moral to my life.

Your love for me was not like slippery granules of
sand; which seductively caressed my skin for fraction
of seconds; and then unavoidably trickled onto the
boiling soil,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the century old Banyan tree which had its roots
firmly impregnated in ground; was almost invincible to
dismantle even when the entire army tried to tear it
down.

Your love for me was not like the swashbuckling
aircraft which transported the passenger at electric
speeds from one destination to another; made him feast
on the magnificent cocoon of white clouds as he sipped
wine seated on the plush upholstery; before eventually
leaving him to crawl miserably towards his destination
on naked feet,
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the divine fairy wandering in the cosmos; who
inundated my senses every unfurling second with all
the pleasure and fantasy that existed on this planet.

And your love for me was not like the throbbing heart
which palpitated beyond the point of no control at one
instant, and relinquished breath the other; abandoning
me in a condition of complete disbelief and disarray;
Infact I have profound pride in stating that; it was
like the soul which was timeless; which would continue
to live for unfathomable number of years even after
the last entity on this earth had died; which
strangulated me entirely in its perpetual grip; which
gave my life a new beginning every time I felt I was
dead.



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Your Kiss

 

Your Kiss; was like sensuous droplets of fresh rain
water; magnificently caressing the petals of the
majestically blossoming rose,


Your Kiss; was like the marvelously young fledglings
pecking on their mothers compassionately silken
breast; enveloping my frigidly trembling countenance
with the warmth of miraculously Omniscient
togetherness,



Your Kiss; was like untamed streaks of flamboyant
thunder in fathomless sky; igniting sparks of
unparalleled enchantment on every step that I nimbly
transgressed,



Your Kiss; was like a splendidly burgeoning inferno of
everlasting happiness; engulfing even the most
traumatically anguished cranny of my life with
unfathomably unending triumph,



Your Kiss; was like an avalanche of unsurpassably
augmenting yearning; triggering me to take a countless
more births to relish its wonderful softness again and
again,



Your Kiss; was like a mirror which solely reflected
the mesmerizing entrenchment of resplendent paradise;
blissfully inundating even the most famished pore of
my existence with unbelievably gorgeous exultation,



Your Kiss; was like a fairy dancing tirelessly in the
aisles of tantalizing graciousness; painting the
lugubriously remorseful canvas of my life with;
vivaciously magical colors of symbiotic existence,



Your Kiss; was like the Omnipresently eternal
blessings of Almighty Lord; holistically replenishing
each aspect of my life with the aristocratically
supreme embellishment of; unconquerable mankind,



Your Kiss; was like a romantically poignant expedition
that never ended; uncontrollably metamorphosing me
more and more into a cloud of insatiable fantasy; as
the Sun rolled down the hills,



Your Kiss; was like a relentlessly marching
unflinching soldier who never knew what it was to look
back; perpetuating each element of my bedraggled
visage with the vibrantly charismatic melody of
enchanting life,



Your Kiss; was like an uninhibited bird soaring
through the endless cosmos; celestially liberating
even the most insidiously lambasted vein of body; into
a cloudburst of limitless ecstasy,



Your Kiss; was like gregariously unfurling dewdropp of
beauty; handsomely transpiring me to blend with even
the most mercurial rudiments of my past time,



Your Kiss; was like the royally galloping panther with
a mischievous smile; making me gorgeously reminisce
all my moments of exuberant childhood; flirtatiously
rollicking in the caverns of timelessness,



Your Kiss; was like unassailable flames of blazingly
crimson fire in the heart of the deadened lake;
irrefutably making me realize that life was to be led
each moment like a prince; no matter what adversities
did acrimoniously stab me in my way,



Your Kiss; was like the vividly eclectic feathers of
the ravishingly titillating pea*****; superbly deluging
the fabric of my morbidly vengeful life with
inimitable dexterity and astoundingly undefeated
charm,



Your Kiss; was like the most unshakably heavenly walls
of sparkling truth that spawned on this gigantic
Universe; Omnipotently substituting even the most
parsimonious fraction of lechery in my demeanor with
the mantra of humanitarian righteousness,



Your Kiss; was like an ebulliently tangy wave which
never crashed; transporting every pore of my flesh
higher and higher into the clouds of exotic ecstasy as
each instant rapidly unleashed into a wholesome
minute,



Your Kiss; was like a priceless forest of
aristocratically panoramic breath; perpetually
ensuring that the beats of my existence forever
blended with the chapters of proliferation; even as
hell blended with earth at every step,



And Your Kiss; was like the ingratiating cry of
immortal love; unbelievably emancipating me of all my
loneliness in mystical life; making me experience the
everlasting shine of the divine; on even the most
disparagingly obfuscated path of mine….



©copyright—2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»Your Immortal slave

 

When my love was on your hair; it lingered in
overwhelming fascination; of your majestic exuberance
drifting royally with the compassionate winds,

When my love was on your forehead; it bonded with
threads of your sacred imagery; the mesmerizing
fantasies that revolved in your mind,

When my love was on your eyebrows; it moved subtly
like a crown princess; everytime you raised them to
quell; the innocent quandaries of your life,

When my love was on your eyelashes; it frolicked like
a new born child; relinquishing all apprehensions of
the uncouthly manipulative society,

When my love was on your eyes; it eyes; it witnessed
the extraneous earth outside; as the most
unsurpassably divine mission of existence,

When my love was on your nose; it coined new
definitions of an optimistic tomorrow; feeling
stronger than any entity alive; in the swirl of your
impregnable breath,

When my love was on your cheeks; it mischievously
philandered in the mountains of desire; profusely
astounded by your seductive flurry of crimson blushes,

When my love was on your lips; it learnt the ultimate
kiss of its life; exploring the rhapsodic periphery
and the fabulous pink; to the most insatiable of its
heart’s content,

When my love was on your teeth; it felt more secure
than the impregnable fortress; as you clenched them
into your immaculate smile,

When my love was on your throat; it romanced in the
tunes of stupendously melodious enchantment;
wholesomely lost in the cadence of unfathomably
unending ecstasy,

When my love was on your Adams apple; it rejoiced in
boundless moments of ebullient survival; felt like a
freshly born infant; bouncing incessantly in the lap
of its mother,

When my love was on your shoulders; it admired your
indefatigably perseverance to be the absolute best;
uninhibitedly lending your shoulders to the service of
all humanity,

When my love was on your hands; it intricately traced
the enigmatic lines of destiny on your impeccable
palms; bonding with their philanthropic spirit for
centuries unprecedented,

When my love was on your soul; it felt the closest to
God on this Universe; drowning in a world of benign
beauty and mankind,

When my love was on your chest; it coalesced
perpetually with your passionately thundering heart;
utterly spell bound by the irrefutably righteous voice
of your conscience,

When my love was on your belly; it titillated itself
beyond the boundaries of untamed control; as you
swished your ravenous visage; to ignite fireballs of
yearning in the morbidly dwindling night,

When my love was on your legs; it relentlessly marched
towards the kingdom of goodness; pulverizing all
diabolical demons which came its way,
When my love was on your reflection; it perennially
felt the richest possession alive; embracing all on
this Universe; as a united breeze of blissful
existence,

And when my love was on your feet; it became your
immortal slave; not only for this birth; but for
infinite more life’s and death you were destined to
breathe; you were definite to come…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Your velvety shadow

 

I was profoundly enchanted by her; relishing her soft
caress till times immemorial,

I felt privileged by her presence; everytime she
drifted with me standing in open mouthed
consternation,

I stared at her unrelentingly all night; even as the
last person on this planet had gone off to sleep,

I admired her relentlessly till my last breath;
although my voice had become horrendously hoarse; and
my tongue incorrigibly refrained to swish an inch
further,

I kissed her infinite number of times; with smooch of
mine; igniting unfathomable desires in me; to do it
all over again,

I was drowning in her honey coated eyes; with the
mascara in her lashes casting over me a spell
impossible to break,

I clasped my hands securely over her demeanor;
blocking every possible source of acerbic light
striking her dainty skin,

I pacified all the uncouth pangs of hunger arising in
my stomach; as I was lost in cognizing my destiny in
the intricate lines of my palms,

I whistled incessantly as she glided by; flooding her
ears with the inferno blazing in my tunes,

I sprinkled golden dust on her body; as she
overwhelmingly enjoyed the silken powder; voluptuously
tickling her skin beyond the point of no control,

I was simply mesmerized by the titillating cascade of
her hair; and the grace embedded in her form; made me
stumble; even before I put down my first foot to walk,

I compared her visage with the angels dancing daintily
in the heavens; with the ravishing fragrance that
diffused from her persona; putting me in a state of
immortal bliss,

I craved all night and day for her enchanting touch;
the vividly painted nails on her fingers; circulating
at electric speeds through each pore of my skin,

I worshipped her feet; like I had worshipped no God;
no deity that I had every encountered on the surface
of this globe,

I slept even on a blanket of acrimonious thorns; as I
was completely lost in the essence of what she spoke;
kept iterating the same words in my mind; till the
time it had eradicated all other traces of memory,

I commenced to cry worse than the newly born child;
even if I missed her presence for less than a fraction
of a second,

I ran as she ran; walked as she walked; halted when
she halted; ate when she ate; emulated every action of
hers; howsoever much it might have seemed worthless
and inconspicuous to the outside world,

I emptied all the blood running through my veins; even
as she uttered the slightest of scream; even as just a
small fragment of her flesh was ripped apart a trifle
by the blowing wind,

And I know by now you must be burning in the aisles of
jealously sweetheart! But let me tell you that there
was not any rhyme or reason for you to do so darling;
as the person I have been mentioning in all the
previous lines; was none other than YOUR VELVETY
SHADOW…



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»You are my breath

 

You’re the answer to all my riddles in life;
miraculously healing all my traumatized agonies; with
the insatiable magic in your voice,

You’re the voice that makes me celestially rest;
shrugging all my frazzled vagaries into non-existent
wisps of oblivion,

You’re a mountain of invincible strength that I needed
when I disdainfully collapsed; incessantly inspiring
me to add vibrant dimensions to every tomorrow that
blissfully unfurls,

You’re an incredulous magical wand; that metamorphoses
all my staggering impossible’s; into the winds of
irrefutably blazing triumph,

You’re a cloud of innocent angels; that always made me
feel I was that euphorically bouncing child once
again; even as I treacherously slipped towards the
corridors of extinction,

You’re a bountiful paradise of newness; triggering me
to indefatigably fantasize all brilliant day; and even
while embracing the mists of diabolical midnight,

You’re an idol of astoundingly philanthropic
benevolence; instilling in me the indispensable
ingredients of everlasting mankind,

You’re a river of perpetual harmony that cascaded past
my window; making me wholesomely bask in the
stupendous glory of natures mystical endowment,

You’re a bow of astronomical courage; relentlessly
transpiring me to unflinchingly fight for my
ruthlessly incarcerated tribe,

You’re a marvelously glistening shore that harbors all
impoverished in your compassionate warmth; teaching me
to forever salute the immortal religion of humanity,

You’re a fountain of divinely peace; bestowing my
famished existence; with pearls of royal wisdom and
unconquerable unity,

You’re a tantalizing seductress dancing in the aisles
of untamed desire; compelling me to take an infinite
births; as every minute unveiled into delightfully
charismatic light,

You’re a rainbow of vivaciously versatile diversity;
propelling me to intransigently discover and explore;
the unfathomably wonderful beauty of this sacrosanct
planet,

You’re an Omnipotent flame of never-ending hope;
enlightening each aspect of my depravingly sinister
existence; with the stupendous optimism of your
heavenly stride,

You’re a magnanimous reflection of poignant empathy;
wonderfully pacifying the devastated rebel in my
veins; with the benign smile on your majestic lips,

You’re an enigmatic tunnel of unbelievable
enthrallment; that never lets me exhaust in my
conquest for success; fomenting me to plunge every
instant; into the valley of unsurpassable adventure,

You’re an epitome of beautifully revered sharing;
nourishing each element of my lecherously debilitated
existence; with the passion in your godly soul,

You’re a township that keeps proliferating into
newness all the time; massacring even the most
inconspicuous trace of rust; frustration;
dilapidation; from my penurious life,

Over and above all; you’re the girl whom I have not
just simply loved; but an Omniscient messiah who was
my breath; my body; my blood; every time God had
granted me life on this earth…





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