You die; I die - Love Poems - Part 15

by Nikhil Parekh

  Forlornly incarcerating blackness; even in the most wonderfully celestial downpour of beautifully effulgent rain; even as an unconquerable blanket of perpetual green spawned from threadbarely lackadaisical soil,

  Carnivorously crippling blackness; even as the entire wealth of the unceasing planet lay uninhibitedly in the garden outside; even as there was nothing else but benign goodness in each platelet of the atmosphere,

  Acrimoniously knifing blackness; even in the most inscrutably tantalizing forests of sensuousness; even as the elements of poignant romance were the only constituents that were found in crimson blood,

  Inconsolably pugnacious blackness; even as the most unstoppably marauding of demons were wholesomely trounced to inconspicuous ash; even as the most

  diminutive shadow of the badness transited into the epitomes of insuperable optimism,

  Flagrantly whiplashing blackness; even as the Creator blessed every source of life that he’d evolved on this unending planet; with eclectically never-ending life,

  Venomously sadistic blackness; even as unlimited skies of divine blissfully wafted from the nostrils; even as the definition of every death had wholesomely disappeared from the dictionary of symbiotic creation,

  Yes; there was just blackness and nothing else but deplorably asphyxiating blackness  without you O! Beloved; even in the most brilliantly enlightening lights and life; even in the most pricelessly indomitable breaths of existence; even in the most inimitably blessed ingredient of my blood as it gushed all around,

  And if you really wanted my blackness to forever end; if you really wanted my blackness to forever embrace the wisps of non-existence; if you really wanted my

  blackness to fructify into new light; then please come back to me from wherever you are right now; please come back to me and hold my hands which were; are and

  shall forever remain your ultimate slave; on this terrestrial ground .

  16. IMPOSSIBLE “POSSIBLE”.

  It was impossible for me to live without her eyes; as I was tirelessly enamored by their beautifully impeccable whites; the fathomless wonderment of the inscrutable Universe that tirelessly reflected from them,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her eyes; as they diffused nothing

  else but vindictively treacherous fire for every aspect of my existence; disconsolately sighted me as a piece of infinitesimally frigid shit .

  It was impossible for me to live without her lips; as I obsessively wanted to trace their resplendently sensuous contours all night and day; and even as the most decimating apocalypses of hell descended upon planet divine,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her lips; as they wafted into nothing else but an unsurpassable ocean of sordid expletives for even the most philanthropic deeds I did; perennially ostracizing me into worthlessly disastrous oblivion .

  It was impossible for me to live without her palms; as it was only in their bountifully poignant destiny lines that I found the ultimate fragrance of my impoverished life,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her palms; as whenever they did move in her life; it was only to mercilessly thrash the last ounce of exhilaration entrapped in each of my bones; bludgeon me to a pulp more torturous than veritable death in the prime of my life .

  It was impossible for me to live without her skin; as I indefatigably wanted to smooch its unfathomably unparalleled sensuality; jubilantly bite through every of its pricelessly igniting goose-bump of sensitivity till centuries even beyond the end of my time,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her skin; as it clandestinely betrayed me behind my back; surrendering in timid weakness to every conceivable masculine aroma on the trajectory of this unbelievably unceasing planet .

  It was impossible for me to live without her hair; as in their majestically

  ravishing swirl I found hidden the entire beauty of this boundlessly mesmerizing Universe; sequestered myself forever and ever and ever from the insurmountable animosity of this horrifically robotic world,

  And it was impossible to live with her hair; as their sole purpose in life was to uncouthly slap me left; right and center for ostensibly no fault of mine; hedonistically strangulate me like a death rope into the corpses of bizarrely unforgivable extinction .

  It was impossible for me to live without her ears; as in their daintily twinkling lobes; I found a sweetness so mellifluously unconquerable; that uninhibitedly liberated me of all my worries for a countless more lifetimes,

  And it was impossible to live with her ears; as they were preposterously insensitive to even the most cripplingly hoarse of my cries; wholesomely shunted me even as they heard the most fiercest of thunder gruesomely extraditing me from the chapter of blissful life .

  It was impossible for me to live without her voice; as it was solely in it that I found the melody of irrefutably infallible truth; as it was my sole inspiration to fearlessly confront even the most obstinately bellicose impediments in the pathways of enigmatic life,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her voice; as whenever it arose

  from the solar plexus of her throat; it was just for unendingly ridiculing me infront of the entire globe; it was just for criminally numbing each of my royal senses to egalitarian pleasure and pain; alike .

  It was impossible for me to live without her fingers; as it in their inimitably heavenly artistry that I tasted nectar in the heart of the iridescently charismatic night; it was in their invincible grip that I felt possessed by the most impregnably interminable of eternal companionship,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her fingers; as all they could sketch whenever they eclectically put paint paper; was nothing else but the most morbidly incarcerated shapes of my unabashedly shriveled carcass and dead form.

  It was impossible for me to live without her feet; as it was solely in their benign impressions; that I could find the most gloriously unfettered ideals of this timelessly procreating Universe,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her feet; as whenever she alighted them from her state of indolent inertia; it was only to salaciously kick me like a chunk of neglected feces; to the furthermost coffins of diabolically besmirching hell .

  It was impossible for me to live without her shoulders; as their altruistically benevolent strength to hoist every deprived orphan; was my undefeated sublimation to timelessly triumph in the odyssey of endowing life,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her shoulders; as unrelentingly surged forward at the cost of my desires and pride; ruthlessly massacring my integrity to inconspicuously wanton dust; countless a times .

  It was impossible for me to live without her brain; as her ingeniously innovative swirl to evolve insatiably blessing magic out of desperate nothingness; was what had indeed become an indispensable ingredient of my blood,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her brain; as I knew that it harbored nothing else but limitless abhorrence for my diminutive form; it dreamt of nothing else but pulverizing me into my venomous grave; alive .

  It was impossible for me to live without her conscience; as solely in its spirit of Omnipotent honesty; was I able to explicitly sight and admire God’s panoramic creation to the most unprecedented limits,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her conscience; as it relentlessly discarded me as an unceremoniously forlorn speck of meaninglessness; perceived even the most righteous of my deed to be the coffin of ominously disparaging death .

  It was impossible for me to live without her blood; as I perpetually wanted

  to mélange the elixir of my existence with each of her blessedly unassailable veins; thereby feel the most pricelessly gifted organism alive,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her blood; as it ferociously expurgated  even the most cloistered rudiment of my existence from its exuberant swirl; cognizing it to be the most satanically lambasting venom of its time .

  It was impossible for me to live without her shadow; as I tra
nscended every

  level of spell binding fantasy in its enchantingly tranquil sheath; attaining the most beautifully unbridled rest of my life in its astoundingly heavenly coolness,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her shadow; as from it immorally radiated the images of those innumerable men; whom she’d sadistically utilized to quench her carnal thirst; with whom she’d tawdrily slept .

  It was impossible for me to live without her sweat; as solely in its fabulously unhindered scent of perseverance; did I discover my mission to succeed in the journey of bounteously virile life,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her sweat; as for it I was just an

  unbearably pernicious mosquito; disconsolately perpetuating my cries of ghastly extinction into its marvelously golden persona .

  It was impossible for me to live without her belly; as it unceasingly tantalized me till even beyond the corridors of magnificently replenishing paradise; as solely in its incredulously victorious softness did I realize that I was tirelessly proliferating and handsomely virile,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her belly; as it wholeheartedly cuddled even the most belligerent dustbin of ghoulish trash; but unstoppably rejected even the remotest of my sight .

  It was impossible for me to live without her freshness; as it was my sole reason for being incessantly enlightened in my already desolately depraving life; as it metamorphosed even the most dolorously invidious of my night into brilliantly Omnipresent sunshine,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her freshness; as it acrimoniously considered me as the most stagnantly disconcerting dribble of dirt on this Universe; as it considered even the most ebulliently ecstatic smile of mine as

  delinquently decrepit and stale .

  It was impossible for me to live without her tongue; as it was solely while

  nibbling at its untamed tanginess; did I find the kindergartens of mischievously unconquerable childhood; innocuously enshroud me once again till the very end of my time,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her tongue; as it libidinously spat on me all night and sweltering day; just as if I was a singular dustpan for cleansing it of all its unsolicited extremities .

  It was impossible for me to live without her breath; as it was solely the only thing on earth that could’ve granted me effulgent life even after lurid death; made me feel the most wonderfully richest entity on earth even when I was robustly alive,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her breath; as it intractably refrained to inhale even when a countless feet near me; as it proclaimed to the entire world that I profusely smelt of nothing else but disgustingly collapsing cowardice .

  It was impossible for me to live without her heart; as it was solely in every of its passionately queenly beat; that I felt as if everything around me was God’s amiably bonding paradise; that I felt that I was insuperably and immortally alive,

  And it was impossible for me to live with her heart; as it raunchily betrayed me right infront of my staring eyes; forever blending with the beats of the fantastically ameliorating Universe; but tirelessly dragging me towards the gory devil’s shrine .

  And to top all of this it was even impossible for me to end my own life; as I didn’t want to trespass the laws of his symbiotically kingly creation; ardently desired that the last iota of my breath be solely controlled by the Omniscient divine,

  So eventually I adopted one more impossible to end it all; and that was to pragmatically metamorphose each of my impossibly “Impossibles” aboveinto an

  impossible “Possible”; till the time I dreamt and breathed; till the time I was bustling with impossibly unshakable life .

  17. MY BRUTALLY DEVASTATING DEVIL

  On surface you might see me wholeheartedly laughing the corners of my mouth

  out; but that was just to hide the inexplicable germs of agony indefatigably encircling my soul,

  On surface you might see me triumphantly gyrating even the most inconspicuous bone of my body; but that was just to hide the perennial blows of flagrant defeat that had just mercilessly bludgeoned me from all sides,

  On surface you might see me exuberantly slurping unsurpassable sips of pristinely victorious Alp water; but that was just to hide the unfathomably despicable dryness that had circumscribed every of my veins; since centuries immemorial,

  On surface you might see me incessantly chattering like the boisterously untamed bumble bee; but that was just to hide the ghoulishly crucifying solitariness that unrelentingly stabbed every ingredient of my scarlet blood,

  On surface you might see me passionately kissing even the most infinitesimal

  draught of air; but that was just to hide tears of inevitably strangulating disease transcending every other thing in my body,

  On surface you might see me timelessly involved in one philanthropic mission

  or another; but that was just to hide the insurmountably treacherous lacklusterness parasitically eviscerating every ounce of my enthusiasm from the fabric of my life,

  On surface you might see me mellifluously humming the most unbelievably blessed of tunes; but that was just to hide the corpses of disdainfully cacophonic cynicism which had incarcerated me since many a lifetime,

  On surface you might see me uninhibitedly blessing countless a humanity; but

  that was just to hide the uncontrollably raving devil; salaciously slandering every conceivably naked pore of my impoverished flesh,

  On surface you might see me beautifully cleansing every wound of my body

  with the balm of rhapsodically unfettered Mother Nature; but that was just

  to hide the limitless mortuaries of inane artificiality; which had haplessly hollowed every cranny of my existence,

  On surface you  might see me earnestly promising in every sphere of life; but that was just to hide the mercilessly robotic falseness; which had unfortunately become the very solar plexus of my survival,

  On surface you might see me surreally closing my eyes as if forever fantasizing in the mists of brilliantly unhindered paradise; but that was just to hide the insidiously delirious mania that had ruthless estranged every iota of my unsparingly crippled brain,

  On surface you might see me tirelessly evolving into an invincible entrenchment of mesmerizing newness; but that was just to hide the venom of ghastily pulverizing infertility bizarrely lambasting the complexion of my existence,

  On surface you might see me like a magically charismatic prince gallivanting in the corridors of eternal freedom; but that was just to hide the egregiously sadistic whiplashes of unsolicited trauma that inexhaustibly disintegrated me into an infinite bits of meaninglessness,

  On surface you might see me blazing like the most undauntedly sizzling Sun;

  but that was just to hide the countless nights of appallingly criminal darkness; that had besieged me since the very first cry of virgin birth,

  On surface you might see me profoundly engrossed in the canvas of miraculously ameliorating artistry; but that was just to hide the horrifically untouchable staleness; that lugubriously trailed alongwith every incorrigible shadow of mine,

  On surface you might see me robustly bouncing in the prime of celestial youth; but that was just to hide the fathomless gallons of sinful liquor that had already vaporized my liver in its wholesome entirety,

  On surface you might see me chanting the rhymes of symbiotically priceless

  existence; but that was just to hide the tornados of inexorably massacring vindication; restlessly brewing up in every crevice of my conscience,

  On surface you might see me fierily breathing like the most intrepidly ebullient of adventurer; but that was just to hide the hell of unlimitedly penalizing death that had already imprisoned me; an infinite births ago,

  And On surface you might see me embracing every living being in the swirl of

  Immortal friendship; but that was just to hide the poison of satanically asphyxiating betrayal that had irrevocably infil
trated every nerve of my persona; as the ultimate gift from the girl I’d once upon a time unstoppably loved; the girl to whom I’d selflessly dedicated every instant of my life once upon a time; but the very girl whom I today proclaim as my brutally devastating Devil .

 

  18. IN THE END 

   

  It might indefatigably roam in a countless directions on this fathomless Universe; but in the end the mellifluously bumble bee came back only to its resplendently harmonious hive,

  It might unendingly roam in a countless directions on this boundless Universe; but in the end the scepter of altruistically fearless truth came back only to the cradle

  of unflinchingly eternal righteousness,

  It might unnervingly roam in a countless directions on this gargantuan Universe; but in the end the victoriously unhindered lion came back only to the peerlessly snuggled den in the forests,

  It might unceasingly roam in a countless directions on this colossal Universe; but in the end the poignantly undulating wave came back only to the heart of the choppily untamed sea,

  It might tirelessly roam in a countless directions on this unbelievable Universe; but in the end the granule of obliviously invisible sand came back only to the bed of

  the royally glistening desert,

  It might unstoppably roam in a countless directions on this celestial Universe; but in the end the beautifully uninhibited butterfly came back only to the brilliantly sunlit petals of the incredibly aristocratic sunflower,