Poems - Love Poet Nikhil Parekh

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»Orphan on the street

I AWOKE WITH an enchanting smile in the morning on a
mattress of painted
silver,
the orphan in the street wiped his face of obnoxious
dirt.

I entered my Spanish lavatory to expurgate my bowels,
the orphan in the street sat down in wild grass
emanating from fields of
paddy.

I brushed my teeth with satiny floss and dental paste,
the orphan in the street used a brittle neem stick to
polish his worn enamel.

I washed my face with perfumed soap and lascivious
cream,
the orphan on the street used a curry of mud to clean
streaks of blotted
dirt.

I draped my persona with garments of rich denim
blended with flocculent
thread,
the orphan on the street wore a soiled jute sack
hanging like a scarecrow on
his body.

I slipped my dainty toes in cushioned interiors of my
velvet shoes,
the orphan on the street left his chapped bohemian
feet bare.

I dedicated gargantuan amounts of time trimming my
bushy whiskers,
the orphan on the street was obsessed chopping slices
of tree lumber.

I exited for office; in the royal camouflage of my
honey brown Mercedes,
the orphan in the street traversed kilometers in the
naked sun; to reach the
mill he worked in.

I worked in an refrigerated ambience juxtaposed with
abundant flora,
the orphan in the street perspired in sweltering
currents of heat.

I came back home before dusk strangulated light,
the orphan on the street arrived a few minutes past
midnight.

I then thought I had seen enough of agony; distressing
discrimination,
took the orphan in the street within the candid
comfort of my arms,
fed him with sumptuous food; after scrubbing his
silhouette with tons of
carbolic,
made him sleep in furry quilts beside me;
with mesmerizing notes of music diffusing from the CD
systems..

He slept like an untamed horse all night;
and when he got up in the morning; there were tears
dribbling down his soft
cheek,
he hadn't words to express his gratitude; the
spontaneity of love he had; for the first time in his life received.

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

»Orphaned

What is the use of taking a blind man to Switzerland;
when infact he wasn’t even able to sight his own
reflection in brilliant sunlight,

What is the use of giving a swanky car to a person who
was lame; when infact his legs were gruesomely
crippled; as short as his little finger,

What is the use of placing a person who was stone
deaf; in an ambience of pulsating music; when infact
he couldn't even hear his own voice,

What is the use of giving a mike to a person who was
dumb; when infact he wasn't even able to utter a
single word,

What is the use of placing a dainty statue in the
boxers hand; when infact he would pulverize it to
mincemeat; after giving it one long look,

What is the use of releasing the bird from its cage;
when infact it had no wings; walked nimbly with
tentative steps on the ground,

What is the use of feeding a beggar with voluptuous
wine; when infact what he actually needed was morsels
of solid food,

What is the use of appointing a Businessman as the
commander of the army, when infact he was thoroughly
busy contemplating the cost of the rifles; instead of
shooting with them a flurry of bullets,

What is the use of giving a meaty bone to a toddler;
when infact he wasn't even able to sip cold milk,
What is the use of tying a watch on the hands of the
giant; when infact he was snoring thunderously in deep
sleep; wasn't perturbed the slightest of what was
going on in his surroundings,

What is the use of giving a pistol in the hands of a
pop-corn wender; when infact all he did was to
evacuate all its bullets; thinking that they were
colored popcorn,

What is the use of igniting a matchstick in
unrelenting downpour of rain; when infact it would
extinguish in entirety; as the first droplet of water
struck its surface,

What is the use of bestowing an illiterate person with
boundless books on ethnic literature; when infact he
didn't even know how to catch a pen between his
fingers,

What is the use of a contemporary telephone and a
majestic Internet booth; when infact there were arid
sands of the sweltering desert, sprawled around for
miles together,

What is the use of providing gaudy clothes to a
person; who was incessantly found swimming under
water,

What is the use of laying trap for the mouse; who was
infact busy digging a burrow for his entire family;
rather than being enticed by the appetizing cucumber
suspended inside,

What was the use of placing a demon in front of the
sacrosanct deity of God; when infact he was used to
chopping humans skulls; as every night unveiled into
dawn,

What is the use of giving millions of dollars worth of
wealth; to an old man creeping at lightening pace
towards his grave,

And what is the use of imparting life to an infant, O!
Lord; after ORPHANING him; just a few seconds after he
was born...

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

»Our Divinely honeymoon…

Never before did our lips kiss each other with such unconquerable intensity; unstoppably exploring each other’s profoundly exhilarating ravines of sweetness; as if there wasn’t going to be another instant to live,

Never before did our eyes stare at each other with such unparalleled fervor; celestially deciphering a countless inscrutable enigmas in the ocean of innocuously fluttering white and mesmerizing black,

Never before did our fingers intertwine in each other with such unbreakable tenacity; uniting for a boundless more lifetimes yet to unveil; just in those fugitive instants of time,

Never before did our cheeks abrade against each other with such unlimited yearning; turn a shade more crimson than the sensuously setting Sun; to yearn even more than infinity for each other,

Never before did our napes feel each other with such unfathomable ardor; gloriously plunging into the deepest gorges of untamed exhilaration; to evolve a whole new civilization of companionship,

Never before did our navels intermingle in each other with such unmatched yearning; brilliantly transcending over every other conceivable definition of pleasure and pain; on this eternally blessed earth,

Never before did our spines lean against each other with such insuperable magic; letting every damned inhibition liberate forever and ever and ever into fathomless bits of reinvigorating blue sky,

Never before did our bloodstreams crave for each other with such undefeated vigor; wanting to unite as a singleton signature of unabashed humanitarian compassion; for times beyond an infinite lifetimes,

Never before did our eyelashes long for each other with such unshakable temerity; perennially wanting to keep only each other’s reflection entrapped within the silken hair; so that even the most tantalizing of alien distraction crumbled to inane ash,

Never before did our chests caress each other with such triumphant fire; letting an ocean of overpoweringly undying ecstasy; blissfully mélange with every perceivable ingredient of existence,

Never before did our feet tickle each other with such infallible mischief; fomenting us to explode into uninterrupted skies of laughter; even in the most staring face of inexplicable misery and duress,

Never before did our elbows nudge each other with such wondrous enthrallment; adroitly executing every cognizable insinuation under the sky; to perpetually attract our spirits to become one,

Never before did our palms lock into each other with such unshakable camaraderie; allowing only the lines of our invincibly everlasting friendship; become the ultimate bifurcations of our destiny,

Never before did our tongues lap each other with such unending desire; savoring the inimitable melody of our distinct creations; to give fresh birth to even the most wildest dreams of our impoverished lives,

Never before did our Adams apple bump into each other with such insatiable madness; leading every moment of life as the very best of mates; standing unflinchingly and laughing against the most ferocious of holocausts,

Never before did our shoulders hug each other with such unbridled magnetism; assimilating every miraculously palpable warmth of destined life; in the invisible gap between our breathless bosoms,

Never before did our thighs crush each other with such untamed rampancy; exuding into an unsurpassable inferno of untapped virility; romancing till the last star twinkled in the wee hours of dawn,

Never before did our nostrils inhale each other with such victorious enthusiasm; wholesomely making the inherent scents of our personalities; the sole mantra and inspiration to fearlessly live and die,

Never before did our hearts palpitate for each other with such uncontrollable excitement; with each beat immortalizing the essence of our love towards the furthermost epitome of god’s paradise,

As they did and perennially continued to do; on our very first and divinely honeymoon…

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»Our greatest richness

We don’t need no ostentatious parties; bombastic mugs
of wine guzzling down our throats; as beats of the
spuriously titillating disco discordantly inundated
the heavenly stillness of the night,

We don’t need no superfluous palaces; fathomless rooms
of pretentious aristocracy frigidly awaiting to
envelop us insidiously in their empty swirl,

We don’t need no robotic aircrafts; unfathomably
gigantic wings of steel to transport us at
thunderously lightening speeds; to the destinations of
our choice,

We don’t need no sleazily gaudy attires; opulent
cisterns of voluptuous silk; artificially enshrouding
our poignantly naked skins,

As our palms which had perpetually entwined with each
other; unflinching confronting the most acerbic of
impediments united together; bonding our destinies
forever with the religion of humanity; were
irrefutably our greatest richness…

(1) …..

We don’t need no cheaply abominable slang; astounding
replications of how the high society ate; spoke and
slept,

We don’t need no Oriental music; brilliantly
incredulous sound systems blaring in pompously
rhythmic cadence,

We don’t need no mountains of scintillating glass; the
most exquisite fraternity of mirror to incessantly
admire our nimble reflections,

We don’t need no sizzled steak; incongruously
butchering the poor animal and then ironically placing
it on plates of glittering gold,

As our souls which had perpetually coalesced with each
other; imparting us the unassailable ardor to not only
exist in this birth; but to philanthropically serve
the entire planet and gallop for an infinite more
births yet to come; were irrefutably our greatest
richness…..

(2) ….

We don’t need no aristocratic sheepskins; the most
ravishingly embellished wool on the planet; to
safeguard us against acrimonious cold,

We don’t need no flatulent airconditioners; to
garishly placate our overwhelmingly sweltering senses,

We don’t need no scintillating cars; the ergonomically
plush upholstery pampering us worthlessly as the
ultimate kings,

We don’t need no dungeons of unfathomably regale
wealth; a torrential cascade of shimmering pearl and
silver; not even letting us gasp the slightest,

As our breaths which had perpetually bonded with each
other; were our sole elixir to magnificently surge
ahead in vibrant life and achieve the pinnacle of
astronomically humanitarian success; were irrefutably
our greatest richness…..

(3) …..

We don’t need no skeleton keys; ingeniously
masterminded computers to cunningly manipulate the
movements of the entire Universe,

We don’t need no Supreme chairs of pure velvet;
ardently awaiting to crown us the unparalleled
corporate tycoons of the distraught year,

We don’t need no fabulously designed sunglasses;
cowardly camouflaging our radiant eyes even from the
tiniest beam of optimistic light,

We don’t need no sardonically inflated cigar smoke;
the meaningless clapping of people who vindictively
plotted behind our backs,

As our hearts which had perpetually blended with each
other; unconquerably beating as a single spirit and
passionately alive; were irrefutably our greatest
richness….

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

»Our love story was being perpetually written

The celestially emollient perspiration might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! spell binding beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our timelessly impeccable perseverance; was being perpetually written by the unassailably Omnipotent Lord Almighty,

The lusciously seductive lips might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! magnetic beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our tirelessly insatiable passion; was being perpetually written by the insuperably Omnipresent Lord Almighty,

The innocuously untainted eyes might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! beautiful beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our bountifully burgeoning empathy; was being perpetually written by the royally unshakable Lord Almighty,

The mischievously flirtatious eyelashes might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! virile beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our uninhibitedly rhapsodic flirtation; was being perpetually written by the infallibly brilliant Lord Almighty,

The inscrutably silken palms might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! pristine beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our majestically unfettered destiny; was being perpetually written by the indomitably Omniscient Lord Almighty,

The poignantly crimson blood might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! heavenly beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our unconquerably humanitarian relationship; was being perpetually written by the victoriously mesmerizing Lord Almighty,

The fearlessly unflinching bones might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! everlasting beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our peerlessly faithful strength; was being perpetually written by the unendingly fructifying Lord Almighty,

The artistically nubile whispers might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! enchanting beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our mellifluously impregnable romance; was being perpetually written by the undefeated spectacular Lord Almighty,

The unbelievably ecstatic goose-bumps might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! redolent beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our unrelentingly amazing excitement; was being perpetually written by the benevolently undaunted Lord Almighty,

The blissfully intriguing virility might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! eternal beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our euphorically innocent children; was being perpetually written by the unchallangably priceless Lord Almighty,

The effusively restless feet might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! sacrosanct beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our enigmatically blessed adventure; was being perpetually written by the triumphantly unfettered Lord Almighty,

The ravishingly fluttering hair might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! poignant beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our bewitchingly unparalleled sensuality; was being perpetually written by the ubiquitously egalitarian Lord Almighty,

The tenderly nectar-laden fingers might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! undying beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our incomparably utopian artistry; was being perpetually written by the invincibly ever-pervading Lord Almighty,
The seductively rain-soaked napes might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! effulgent beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our divinely rekindling electricity; was being perpetually written by the interminably benign Lord Almighty,

The congruously exuberant whistles might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! regale beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our unlimitedly boundless happiness; was being perpetually written by the magnanimously Herculean Lord Almighty,

The stupendously panoramic brains might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! adorable beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our insuperably unceasing fantasies; was being perpetually written by the ardently venerated Lord Almighty,

The fascinatingly reverberating spines might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! resplendent beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our endlessly enthralling titillation; was being perpetually written by the unconquerably truthful Lord Almighty,

The fiery passionate breaths might be undoubtedly yours and mine O! inimitable beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our iridescently spell-binding life; was being perpetually written by the perennially ameliorating Lord Almighty,

And the fathomlessly compassionate hearts be undoubtedly yours and mine O! tantalizing beloved; but fortunately for us; the story of our immortally fragrant love; was being perpetually written by the marvelously all-powerful Lord Almighty…

©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved

»Our Invincible Creator-Sun God.

Perpetually blinding me to all hopelessness on this gigantic Universe; as I gaped indefatigably like a new born child; towards its infinite streams of unflinching golden and austere light,

Perpetually blinding me to all depression on this boundless Universe; as I ebulliently galloped under its unrelentingly amber goodness; the invincible scepter of its profoundly royal light,

Perpetually blinding me to all venomousness on this endless Universe; as I unabashedly let each of its unconquerably blazing rays; wondrously kiss and heal my inexplicably fluttering chest and soul,

Perpetually blinding me to all manipulation on this untiring Universe; as I let its miraculously healing rays; blissfully perpetuate into even the most obfuscated ingredient of my blood,

Perpetually blinding me to all ugliness on this fathomless Universe; as all I witnessed was exotic life burgeoning to its royal fullest; through its undyingly mellifluous beams of freshness; and until the last point till where its rays stretched,

Perpetually blinding me to all parasites on this dimensionless Universe; as I inherently relished to honestly perspire and break into a billion droplets of perspiration for my bread; under its fierily untamed and crimson light,

Perpetually blinding me to all inequality on this inscrutable Universe; as I profusely admired the unison of its countless rays into a united mass of compassionate togetherness; before eventually falling and illuminating the trajectory of earth divine,

Perpetually blinding me to all greed on this limitless Universe; as I earnestly worshipped its unimaginably altruistic goodness; ubiquitously disseminated in the form of victorious light; to even the remotest cranny of morbidly slithering soil,

Perpetually blinding me to all destiny and tawdry magic on this bewitching Universe; as I learnt to irrefutably sculpt my very own path and life of truth; under the Omnipresent fullness of its philanthropic light,

Perpetually blinding me to all negativity on this undaunted Universe; as I emerged victorious and as the most royal emperor; following the innermost tunes of my heart; under its rays of Omniscient positivity,

Perpetually blinding me to all fear on this unfettered Universe; as each of its divinely undefeated rays; lit lanterns of priceless hope in the wretched blacks of my cowardly eyes; in every direction that I turned under the sky,

Perpetually blinding me to all infidelity on this enamoring Universe; as I wholesomely imbibed that true power was in melodious togetherness; with fingers forever interlocked in the spirit of camaraderie; under its tirelessly roaring inferno of passionate light,

Perpetually blinding me to all hysteria on this unhindered Universe; as each frazzled nerve of my brain celestially savored its euphorically infallible blaze; to forever rise as a civilization of symbiotic newness,

Perpetually blinding me to all balderdash on this ecstatic Universe; as I articulately interweaved every conceivable ingredient of my existence to the hilt of satisfaction; under its eternally subliming shades of dawn,

Perpetually blinding me to all terrorism on this inexhaustible Universe; as all I could sight were the innumerable flames of uninhibited love; under its swelteringly princely rays which coalesced the entire planet into one; irrespective of the baseless boundaries of caste; creed; color or tribe,

Perpetually blinding me to all despairing blackness on this redolent Universe; as I could sight nothing else but unassailably blistering daylight; till even beyond the horizons; under its divinely unbreakable spell,

Perpetually blinding me to all stagnation on this emollient Universe; as till wherever my vision stretched; all I witnessed was freshness proliferating at the speed of light; under its ardently unbridled cosmos of creativity,

Perpetually blinding me to all death on this unshakable Universe; as all that reached my nostrils was the spirit of undyingly blessed and humanitarian existence; under its vivaciously humming rays of eternal freedom,

Was not just singularly mine; not just singularly yours; but unitedly ours and only ours; very very special and majestically invincible Creator; in the form of the brilliant 'Sun God'....

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»Our love was that spirit

Our love was that summit of the astronomically
impregnable mountain; which immortally kissed the
island of Sun,

Our love was that cloud in the fathomlessly vivacious
cosmos; which immortally showered thunderbolts of
seductively compassionate rain,

Our love was that flower protruding from majestic
soil; which immortally blossomed into a countless
petals of enigma; diffusing its scent to the most
remotest cranny of this boundlessly mesmerizing
Universe,

Our love was that royal scalp; which immortally kept
blooming into perennial youth and ravishing majesty,

Our love was that ocean frolicking on mundane land;
which immortally undulated into a cloudburst of
everlasting fantasy and desire; disseminating the
froth of humanity to every quarter of this planet
besieged with venomous malice,

Our love was that branch of the gregarious tree; which
immortally flowered into countless more; standing
unflinchingly like an invincible fortress in the
mightiest of rain and storm,

Our love was that harmoniously captivating song; which
immortally escalated beyond the skies; even as the
hideously blood sucking civilization came to a
veritable end,

Our love was that vibrantly pulsating dance; which
immortally cast its spell upon one and all; alike,

Our love was that marvelous souvenir of art; which
immortally portrayed truth; benevolence; humanity; in
the most unfathomable of its stupendously
grandiloquent forms,

Our love was that writing on the unconquerable walls;
which immortally showed way to the path of unflinching
righteousness; even in the most heinously perilous
dark,

Our love was that wind of exuberant compassion; which
immortally kept augmenting irrespective of any season
that unleashed; any diabolical catastrophe; that dared
tried come and stop it in its way,

Our love was that ray of optimistically Omnipotent
light; which immortally filtered a valley of
sacrosanct newness; scrapping the very essence of
abominable violence from its very roots,

Our love was that jewel in the embellished king’s
crown; which immortally glistened in the corridors of
bountiful enthrallment and irrefutable solidarity,

Our love was that dimension of uninhibited sharing;
which immortally expanded even as sinister hell pelted
on soil; embracing all irrespective of caste; creed;
color; in the religion of humanity; alike,

Our love was that destiny line of the intricate palm;
which immortally prospered into a garden of inevitably
fabulous attraction; enveloping every iota of the
devastated atmosphere with magnetic happiness,

Our love was that door of success; which immortally
unveiled into a festoon of sacredly Omniscient
learning; indefatigably exploring the endlessly
glorious shapes of ecstatic life,

Our love was that principle of triumph; which
immortally enlightened more ferociously than the
flaming Sun; charring even the most infinitesimal bit
of betrayal; with the swords of undeterred unity,

Our love was that rainbow of overwhelmingly insatiable
vivacity; which immortally bloomed in the aisles of
emollient belonging; even after rain and blistering
shine; had wholesomely disappeared from the sky,

And our love was that spirit of unshakeable passion;
which immortally took birth as a single breath; as a
single divinely heart; every time the Creator
bestowed upon it a chance; to be born and blissfully
spawn; once again…..

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

»Our relation

Our relation was just as profoundly perpetual as that between the Ocean and the Shores; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s pristine grace,

Our relation was just as celestially perpetual as that between the Sun and the Earth; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s fructifying grace,

Our relation was just as blessedly perpetual as that between the Lotus and the Raindrop; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s redolent grace,

Our relation was just as sacredly perpetual as that between the Tree and the Breeze; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s vivacious grace,

Our relation was just as emolliently perpetual as that between the Rose and the Bumble Bee; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s unadulterated grace,

Our relation was just as brilliantly perpetual as that between the Oyster and the Pearl; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s royal grace,

Our relation was just as unbelievably perpetual as that between the Soldier and the Sword; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s blistering grace,

Our relation was just as insuperably perpetual as that between the Grass and the Dew; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s blissful grace,

Our relation was just as indomitably perpetual as that between the Cow and the Meadow; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s venerated grace,

Our relation was just as truthfully perpetual as that between the Peacock and the Monsoon; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s enamoring grace,

Our relation was just as symbiotically perpetual as that between the Clouds and the Horizons; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s eternal grace,

Our relation was just as infallibly perpetual as that between the Desert and the Mirage; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s silken grace,

Our relation was just as unshakably perpetual as that between the Moon and the Night; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s enchanting grace,

Our relation was just as fantastically perpetual as that between the Crop and the Soil; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s burgeoning grace,

Our relation was just as mellifluously perpetual as that between the Breast and the Milk; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s Omniscient grace,

Our relation was just as interminably perpetual as that between the Mind and the Dream; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s adventurous grace,

Our relation was just as sensuously perpetual as that between the Nostril and the Breath; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s poignant grace,

Our relation was just as divinely perpetual as that between the Martyr and the Mud; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s altruistic grace,

And our relation was just as ubiquitously perpetual as that between the Heart and the Beat; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s benign grace…

©®COPYRIGHT-2004, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

»Our relation-1

Our relation was just as profoundly perpetual as that between the Ocean
and
the Shores; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
pristine
grace,

Our relation was just as celestially perpetual as that between the Sun
and
the Earth; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
fructifying
grace,

Our relation was just as blessedly perpetual as that between the Lotus
and
the Raindrop; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
redolent grace,

Our relation was just as sacredly perpetual as that between the Tree
and the
Breeze; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
vivacious
grace,

Our relation was just as emolliently perpetual as that between the Rose
and
the Bumble Bee; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
unadulterated grace,

Our relation was just as brilliantly perpetual as that between the
Oyster
and the Pearl; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
royal grace,

Our relation was just as unbelievably perpetual as that between the
Soldier
and the Sword; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
blistering grace,

Our relation was just as insuperably perpetual as that between the
Grass and
the Dew; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
blissful
grace,

Our relation was just as indomitably perpetual as that between the Cow
and
the Meadow; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
venerated
grace,

Our relation was just as truthfully perpetual as that between the
Peacock
and the Monsoon; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
enamoring grace,

Our relation was just as symbiotically perpetual as that between the
Clouds
and the Horizons; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
eternal grace,

Our relation was just as infallibly perpetual as that between the
Desert and
the Mirage; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s silken
grace,

Our relation was just as unshakably perpetual as that between the Moon
and
the Night; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
enchanting
grace,

Our relation was just as fantastically perpetual as that between the
Crop
and the Soil; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
burgeoning grace,

Our relation was just as mellifluously perpetual as that between the
Breast
and the Milk; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
Omniscient grace,

Our relation was just as interminably perpetual as that between the
Mind and
the Dream; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
adventurous
grace,

Our relation was just as sensuously perpetual as that between the
Nostril
and the Breath; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
poignant grace,

Our relation was just as divinely perpetual as that between the Martyr
and
the Mud; which never ever could marry and become one; but yet
immortally
loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each other’s
altruistic
grace,

And our relation was just as ubiquitously perpetual as that between the
Heart and the Beat; which never ever could marry and become one; but
yet
immortally loved each other; couldn’t stay an instant without each
other’s
benign grace…

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»Our love would immortally conquer

Our physical forms might inevitably evaporate one day; but the unbelievable melody of our united breath; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most infinitesimal speck of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably diminish one day; but the rhapsodically unfettered essence of our divinely childhood; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most obfuscated iota of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably disappear one day; but those uninhibitedly mischievous glances that we cast at each other as if the Sun had just risen from behind the hills; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most inconspicuous trace of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably collapse one day; but our bounteously unflinching camaraderie in good times and diabolically evil; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most parsimonious cranny of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably asphyxiate one day; but the unsurpassable magnetism in our eyes for each other; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most feckless fragment of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably surrender one day; but the unlimitedly ecstatic desire for each other in every pore of our skins; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most oblivious parchment of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably shatter one day; but those infallible promises which we’d committed to never ever let go our grip; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most evanescent rooftop of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably massacre one day; but each of those sensuously reinvigorating kisses which ignited us till realms beyond infinite infinity; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most transient figment of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably behead one day; but every of those symbiotically melaning fantasies that we’d dreamt together; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most invisible space of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably deteriorate one day; but every song of pricelessly inimitable righteousness that we’d sung in unabashed unison; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most fugitive fabric of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably subjugate one day; but every alphabet of the redolent poetry that we’d penned on each other; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most wavering firmament of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably crumble one day; but the indelibly unfailing mantra that we’d always harbored to triumph over the devil; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most nonchalant arena of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably vanquish one day; but the unrelenting ardor that reigned supreme in our souls to save and exist only for each other; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most lugubrious corridor of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably bury one day; but every of those iridescently heart-rendering cisterns that we’d traced on each other’s flesh; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most fleeting molecule of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably fade one day; but the brilliantly unstoppable virility that we’d experienced in our bodies everytime we were together; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most remote tunnel of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably succumb one day; but our intrepidly exhilarating elixir to lead every stage of life as it unfurled; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most inane ounce of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably obliterate one day; but the insuperably Omnipotent fire that rose to the ultimate apogee of the sky as our pulsating bodies met; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most faltering element of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably extinguish one day; but the fervently maniacal longing in each of our breaths to celestially mélange irrespective of whatever; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most disassociated scaffolding of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably char one day; but every of those ebulliently artistic dances that we’d performed on rainsoaked grass with our bodies entwined; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most orphaned patch of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably dwindle one day; but every of those seeds that we’d sowed with the united amalgamation of our poignantly crimson blood; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most fugitive leaf of this Universe; for times immemorial,

Our physical forms might inevitably disintegrate one day; but every word of Omnipresent truth that we uttered with our lips inseparably interlocked; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most lackadaisical filament of this Universe; for times immemorial,

And Our physical forms might inevitably finish one day; but that heaven of unshakably Omniscient love which had impregnably imprisoned every beat of our throbbing heart; when we’d very first met; would immortally transcend and conquer even the most minuscule trajectory of this Universe; for times immemorial….

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