You die; I die - Love Poems - Part 15
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Although a few moments later; and as dusk seemed to advance its ominous stranglehold over brilliant light; I ludicrously slipped worse than nine-pins to lick
worthless dust; with a cluster of irascibly heinous ant playing hide and seek; with my lame ears .
When I danced on an unfathomable horde of crocodiles; intrepidly caressing my big toe nails in exuberant gusto against their majestically serrated skin; initially I felt the bravest man on earth; applauding my Herculean feat by staring mockingly towards the heavens,
Although as the hour changed its dimensions; and the beasts started to belligerently shrug their afternoon siesta; I found no difference between my brain and feet; disappearing into threadbare oblivion for centuries immemorial .
When I danced on royally flaming fires; trespassing intractably across the sizzling embers all day and murderous night; initially I felt winds of supremely uninhibited compassion enshroud my penuriously dithering visage; for countless more births of mine,
Although as the clock fervently ticked; and as the overwhelmingly traumatized agony of heat proliferated multifold; I soon transformed into ashes of insipid nothingness; to coalesce with corridors of lecherously lambasting hell .
When I danced on the land of nostalgically impeccable souls; ebulliently juxtaposing with their timeless essence; initially I felt all richness and endless grace on this planet being showered upon me in unequivocal plenty,
Although as days sped into painstaking fortnights; and as even the most minuscule beam of hope immutably denied to linger in the devastatedly sinister atmosphere; every iota of my invincibly looming persona; soon evaporated into non-existent trails of the satanic ghost .
When I danced in the heart of my divinely beloved; bonding each beat of my miserably palpitating heart with the insurmountably perennial river of her immortal love; initially I felt an Omnipotent endowment to lead a countless more ecstatic lives,
And I can state it with irrefutable pride this time; that as the moments unfolded into a sparkling tomorrow; I was reborn again and again and again; as the most powerful entity on this marvelously enamoring Universe; the power which was none else but the fragrance of her impregnably unceasing love .
8. SUDDENLY METAMORPHOSED
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like frigidly decrepit chunks of unsolicited manure; but when it came to sequestering you from the clutches of the salaciously marauding devil; my hands suddenly metamorphosed into the most invincibly unshakable power on this fathomless Universe,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like parsimoniously squashed and squalid contours of the pig-stalk; but when it came to enlightening you from the aisles of inexplicable morbidity; my lips suddenly metamorphosed into the most redolently Omnipotent smile on this boundless Universe,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like hopelessly crumbling matchsticks of scurrilous disdain; but when it came to peeling every layer of sugarcane skin for you; my teeth suddenly metamorphosed into a fortress
of unbreakably fantastic temerity,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like haplessly cancerous parasites egregiously fretting even in the most brilliant of sunlight; but when it came to compassionately carrying you to your destination; my shoulders suddenly metamorphosed into a rock of unflinchingly Herculean solidarity,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like inconspicuously
mortified ants; but when it came to indefatigably galloping to quench your every dream; my feet suddenly metamorphosed into a dynamite of endlessly springing freshness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like lugubriously extinguishing horizons; but when it came to searching you in the most blackened of night; my eyes suddenly metamorphosed into a Sun of unceasingly triumphant light,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like lifeless twigs of
dangling uncertainty; but when it came to sketching your benign silhouette; my fingers suddenly metamorphosed into the most artistically bounteous paradise of panoramic beauty,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a pertinently
evanescent mosquito fluttering every now and again; but when it came to uninhibitedly cavorting with you behind the pristinely rain soaked hills; my
eyelashes suddenly metamorphosed into an undefeatable sky of blissful mischief,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like an apocalypse of
wanton dumbness; but when it came to singing in your divinely praise; my
throat suddenly metamorphosed into a heaven of sensuously mellifluous nightingales,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a corpse of meaninglessly indolent sleep; but when it came to impregnably safeguarding
you while you celestially slept; my eyelids suddenly metamorphosed into a
volcano of insuperable alacrity,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a penuriously pulverized ladder of nothingness; but when it came to uprooting even the most infinitesimal trace of evil surrounding you; my spine suddenly metamorphosed into an unassailably majestic cosmos of intrepid strength,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a desperately flailing flea of bizarre emptiness; but when it came to tranquilly caressing every pore of your estranged persona in the acrimoniously unsparing mid-day Sun; my shadow suddenly metamorphosed into a cistern of magnificently bountiful harmony,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like flaccidly flagrant caterpillars loathing towards fulsome extinction; but when it came to wounding any organism who dared to diabolically tease you; my nails suddenly metamorphosed into the sharpest sword of vindication on this eternal Universe,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like a desolately slavering stream of balderdash jelly; but when it came to withstanding any warrior on earth who tried to ruthlessly snatch you; my bones suddenly metamorphosed into wall of unbreakably peerless determination,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like lividly colorless
and cadaverously cursing saliva; but when it came to coalescing every ingredient of your life with the religion of humanity; my blood suddenly metamorphosed into a heaven of eternally interminable oneness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a non-existent gutter of derogatory raunchiness; but when it came to disseminating your voice of everlasting truth to the farthest quarter of this planet; my conscience suddenly metamorphosed into an unstoppable fire of royal righteousness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem like languidly senseless cockroaches extruding from my diminutive scalp; but when it came to tantalizing every pore of your remorsefully depressed skin; my hair suddenly metamorphosed into a cascade of timelessly silken togetherness,
Don’t you worry O! Beloved; it might otherwise seem like a pugnaciously massacring mirage of death; but when it came to miraculously resuscitating your lifeless form; my breath suddenly metamorphosed into an Omnipresently effulgent caravan of sparkling life,
And don’t you worry O! Beloved; they might otherwise seem infidel palpitations of dismally deteriorating oblivion; but when it came to inimitably inundating every aspect of your life with Immortal friendship; my heartbeats suddenly metamorphosed into the Creator of Omniscient love .
9. THE TALKING
For the blissfully fructifying trees; it was the astounding festoon of marvelously enchanting green leaves; which did the vividly mesmerizing and sprightly talking,
For the fathomlessly silken skies; it was the handsomely crimson puffs of
untamed clouds; which did the inscrutably reinvigorating and compassionate
talking,
For the vividly exuberant oceans; it was the spell bindingly tan
gy swirl of the frosty waves; which did the uninhibitedly boisterous and triumphant talking,
For the robustly harmonious body; it was the perpetually quintessential streams of scarlet blood; which did the timelessly humanitarian and victorious talking,
For the resplendently enamoring rose; it was the celestially unparalleled fragrance; which did the pricelessly unconquerable and wonderfully divine talking,
For the endlessly virile soil; it was the magically sprouting fruit; which did the unbelievably altruistic and bounteously symbiotic talking,
For the indomitably towering mountain; it was the inimitably fantastic epitome of unity; which did the unsurpassably amiable and intrepidly replenishing talking,
For the intricately nimble palms; it was the astoundingly mystical labyrinth
of destiny lines; which did the inexplicably rhapsodic and ebulliently stupefied talking,
For the limitlessly royal deserts; it were the enchanting undulations of sands; which did the boundlessly surreal and tantalizingly unceasing talking,
For the ingeniously inexhaustible brain; it was the unassailable reservoir of fantasy; which did the effulgently melodious and fearlessly sensuous talking,
For the pristinely sacrosanct cow; it was the impeccably insuperable cistern of milk; which did the righteously untainted and undefeatedly truthful talking,
For the emphatically dancing eye; it was incredulously heartwarming river of
affable moisture; which did the ardently coalescing and uninhibitedly blessed talking,
For the Omnipotently blistering Sun; it was the amazingly unfettered rays of
freedom; which did the brilliantly liberated and timelessly infallible talking,
For the articulately evolving Artist; it was the beautifully honest soul; which did the unfathomably majestic and pricelessly synergistic talking,
For the indefatigably patriotic Soldier; it was the virtue of perennially indomitable fearlessness; which did the victoriously jubilant and peerlessly liberated talking,
For the Omnisciently venerated Mother; it was the freshly born infant; which
did the tirelessly euphoric and everlastingly enchanting talking,
For the inebriated nubile Maiden; it was the torrential cloudburst of sensuousness; which did the seductively captivating and gloriously titillating talking,
For the chapter of unendingly proliferating life; it was unconquerably endowing breath; which did the spell bindingly gracious and philanthropically ameliorating talking,
And for the Omnipresently true love; it was the unabashedly Godly heartbeat;
which did the Immortally victorious and endlessly procreating talking .
10. DO YOU HAVE A HEART AT ALL
She venomously told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most ardent of my obsessions for her magnetically vivacious silhouette; the majestic swish of her hair with every puff of exuberant wind,
She raunchily told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most inimitably benign sacrifices that I’d done; to ensure that she perpetually blazed in the heaven
of eternally fructifying prosperity,
She impeachingly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
mellifluously heartfelt songs; that I’d indefatigably penned for her astoundingly mesmerizing grace,
She unforgivably told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
impeccably endless of my prayers to the Almighty Lord; to miraculously alleviate her from the corpses of inexplicably asphyxiating cancer and disease,
She ominously told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most blazingly unfettered triumphs; that I had perennially secured to keep her an infinite kilometers away from the hedonistically sodomizing devil,
She truculently told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
wonderfully royal artistry; that I had tirelessly assimilated from the fathomlessly unceasing Universe; to solely blend with the sacred imprints of her feet,
She ruthlessly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
fervent of my palpitations; my every beat which’d throbbed for none other on
this boundless Universe; but her divinely grace,
She uncouthly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
sincere of my efforts to keep awake all treacherously esoteric night; so
that she snored in the aisles of invincibly heavenly paradise,
She brashly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most unlimited of my therapies to magically mollify her brutally estranged existence; with the wings
of timelessly liberated sensuousness,
She horrifically told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
philanthropic of my attempts; to forever blend every ingredient of her priceless blood with the unassailable religion of mankind,
She lividly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most undefeatable of my feelings for her wholesome wellness; every tyrannically distraught tear of hers blissfully metamorphosed into a gorge of unshakable happiness,
She pugnaciously told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
spell bindingly unparalleled of my infatuations for her; the countless nights of hell in which I’d miserably writhed and grunted; just to ethereally capture a singleton of her enamoring smiles,
She emotionlessly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
unbreakable winds of timeless friendship; which I’d forever wanted to celestially enshroud her with,
She unabashedly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
sacredly potent of my virility; the seeds of everlastingly beautiful compassion that I had unflinchingly sown into her innocuous soul,
She vindictively told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
jubilantly effulgent of my expressions; everytime when I sighted her unconquerably enchanting shadow,
She unsparingly told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most earnest of my possessiveness for her; unimaginably strangulating myself every instant with parasitically alien poison; just so that she unchallangably ruled every iota of the environment like the ultimate princess of her time,
She vituperatively told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most supremely optimistic things that I had done; to enlighten every pore of her despairingly bereaved flesh; towards a sky of vivaciously silken ecstasy,
She obnoxiously told me; that her heart had never ever loved even the most
Omnisciently Immortal covering of my breath for her; when she was haplessly
tottering on the coffins of inevitably squelching death,
And whilst she mercilessly told me that she hated me an infinite times in
her heart for the infinite things of godly goodness that I’d countlessly showered upon her; I humbly asked her as to whether in the first place; she did indeed “Have a Heart at all” .
11. THE ULTIMATE PRINCESS.
My brain could perhaps ruthlessly expurgate you out; but what about its every unimaginably tantalizing fantasy; of which you were the most pricelessly ultimate queen,
My fingers could perhaps mercilessly shrug you out; but what about the most
resplendently royal meadow of shapes that they sketched; which constituted
of nothing else but your Omnisciently enchanting grace; which constituted of
nothing else but only you,
My eyes could perhaps disdainfully kick you out; but what about each droplet
of empathy that dribbled from them; of which you were the most Omnisciently
ameliorating messiah,
My blood could perhaps obnoxiously discard you out; but what about what about its invincibly fearless fragrance; which had bonded with each perpetual element of your humanitarian soul,
My shadow could perhaps ac
rimoniously rule you out; but what about its unparalleled ocean of gloriously untamed seduction; on which you peerlessly danced
every redolently enrapturing night,
My signature could perhaps atrociously delete you out; but what about its
inimitable waves of impeccable integrity; which maneuvered solely to your
sky of sacrosanct commands,
My voice could perhaps abominably erase you out; but what about its fervently unceasing cadence; which timelessly reverberated only to the tinkling of