You die; I die - Love Poems - Part 7
And eventually when I wandered through the lane of uninhibited love; I hereby
found the perpetual heaven that I was so frantically searching for .
25. IF I WERE YOUR HEART
If I were the blood circulating through your veins; I would incessantly flow
without respite,
Unrelentingly purifying contaminated zones of your body; ensuring that you
were perennially in a state of blissful health.
If I were your intricate ears; I would make sure you heard the most
inconspicuous of sound as long as the sun shone in the sky,
Would inundate your mind with melodious sounds; mesmerizing reveries; the
moment you went off to sleep.
If I were your emphatic eyes; I would make sure that you discriminate between
the omnipresent good and evil,
Would make you stringently aware of the perils lurking beside you; bestow upon
you the power to prognosticate the future yet to unveil.
If I were your pair of dainty feet; I would make sure you traversed
scrupulously through the entire globe,
Saw the most astounding of palaces; the most enticing of sapphire oceans;
without suffering from the slightest of exhaustion.
If I were your robust hands; I would make sure that you successfully clambered
up the colossal mountain,
Wrote exquisite lines of enchanting music; tenaciously decimated all those who
ever tried to torment you.
If I were your rotund belly; I would make sure you digested your food to
meticulous perfection,
Bore a battalion of impeccable children as you desired; without the tiniest of
anguish and tribulation.
If I were your silken hair; I would make sure that I glistened ravishingly in
full rays of the sun,
Keep myself bereft of abhorrent dandruff flakes; so that you never felt the
need to vehemently scratch.
If I were your rosy tongue; I would make sure that you spoke with a perfect
blend of eloquence,
Sedately swishing inside your mouth; saving you on umpteenth occasions from
the tyranny of your chiseled teeth.
If I were your conglomerate of bones; I would make sure that you never felt
dreary; even after marathon hours of work,
Fought like an indefatigable soldier; when the question arose of defending
your persona your true integrity.
And by magnanimous stroke of fortune If I were your heart; I would command you
to throb; only when you witnessed me,
Instruct you to love me as uninhibitedly; as much as I fanatically wanted to
possess you .
26. BREAKING BARRIERS
In order to reach the stupendously astronomical summit of the mountain; you needed to break the barriers of skepticism,
In order to achieve the unlimited; you needed to break the barriers of pompously inflated ego,
In order to swim intrepidly against the treacherously swirling storm; you needed to break the barriers of curled introversion,
In order to nose dive from the realms of the clouds without a parachute on your skin; you needed to break the barriers of inexplicably lingering fear,
In order to trespass through a blanket of vindictively flaming thorns; you needed to break the barriers of trembling nervousness,
In order to sing in front of the threateningly menacing dinosaur; you needed to break the barriers of profuse timidness,
In order to put your fingers into the sharks mouth; you needed to break the barriers of insurmountable pain,
In order to beg on the boisterously streaming streets; you needed to break the barriers of profound embarrassment,
In order to drink back tears of poignant blood; you needed to break the barriers of devastating sadness,
In order to inundate a barren ocean of paper with infinite lines of supremely spell binding literature; you needed to break the barriers of inferiority complex; embedded in the veins,
In order to meditate relentlessly all night and day in front of the Almighty Lord; you needed to break the barriers of unfathomably overpowering desire,
In order to dig your own grave when infact you were blissfully living; you needed to break the barriers of greedy existence,
In order to talk like an unflinching prince infront of the prolifically augmenting audience; you needed to break the barriers of pertinently incessant retrospection,
In order to confront the unprecedented battalion of demons singlehanded; you needed to break the barriers of inevitably quavering hopelessness and despair,
In order to masticate the biscuits of obdurately impregnable steel; you needed to break the barriers of helpless apprehension,
In order to survive holistically amidst a planet deluged with barbaric wolves; you needed to break the barriers of pretentiously ostentatious dignity,
In order to breathe in an atmosphere bereft of the most inconspicuous trace of air; you needed to break the barriers of your punctured conscience,
In order to live up perpetually to the occasion called beautiful life; you needed to break the barriers of vehemently thoughtless denial,
And in order to love for times immemorial; immortally coalesce with the web of everlasting romance; you needed to break the barriers of the fluttering heart .
27. ASK MY LIFE
Ask my eyes; how much they missed her ingratiatingly mischievous smile,
Ask my nose; how much it missed her stupendously incarcerating and heavenly fragrance,
Ask my lips; how much they missed her voluptuously tangy tears,
Ask my hands; how much they missed her tantalizingly rubicund cheeks,
Ask my soul; how much it missed her majestically grandiloquent shadow,
Ask my hair; how much it missed the satiny caress of her divinely magical palms,
Ask my ears; how much they missed her incredulously melodious and mesmerizing voice,
Ask my brain; how much it missed her everlasting and profusely poignant festoon of memories and fantasies,
Ask my blood; how much it missed her unrelentingly volcanic desire; the infernos of insatiable passion that she ignited; when she was at whisker lengths from my body,
Ask my tongue; how much it missed the insurmountably delectable outlines of
her vivaciously boisterous nape,
Ask my abysmally fading countenance; how much it missed her unprecedented inspiration to propel unflinchingly forward in life,
Ask my signature; how much it missed her unfathomably charming impression; the tinge of her magnanimous authority between each impeccable alphabet,
Ask my bones; how much they missed her mystically intriguing footsteps; the astronomical rejuvenation they imparted t
o its deteriorating caricature,
Ask my sweat; how much it missed her rhapsodic heat; the flames of unparalleled desire which she evoked with just a single solitary stare,
Ask my stomach; how much it missed her unsurpassably celestial meals; the fathomless myriad of delicacies she prepared within flashes of minuscule seconds,
Ask my beard; how much it missed her euphorically fabulous nails; the astounding rawness with which she trace a trail of seduction through my unruly flesh,
Ask my breath; how much it missed her indomitable ardor to survive; her tenacity to face life; even in the most disastrously acrimonious of times,
Ask my heart; how much it missed her indefatigably throbbing beats; the tumultuous fervor in her pulse; that made me take infinite steps at a time,
And ask my life; how much it missed her immortal love; which was the sole reason that didn’t let me die; even after she today; wasn’t alive .
28. AS IF THE MOST ULTIMATE OF KINGS.
It might have been to viciously slander me; venomously dissolve me like a piece of frigid shit; an infinite kilometers well beneath the murderous corpses of all times,
It might have been to reproachfully lambaste me; treacherously blow me forever and ever and ever away; into the graveyards of lethally stabbing and shriveled oblivion,
It might have been to sadistically comment upon my impoverished form; perennially ensure that it floated like the most lackadaisically frazzled carcass of misery; in between heaven and disparaging hell,
It might have been to decimate me beyond realms of holistic recognition; before devilishly feeding every ounce of my wretchedly decaying carrion; to the hideously scavenging and cold-blooded vultures,
It might have been to wholesomely defeat every trace of my tangible existence; compassionately beseech the most uncouthly truculent demons to excoriate me into a
boundless bits of disastrously terrorizing nothingness,
It might have been to wantonly taint even the most unassailably righteous fabric of my harmonious survival; with the pathetically asphyxiating grime of dastardly lies,
It might have been to announce my loss in mind; body and jubilant form; to the trajectory of this fathomlessly enchanting planet; whereas I still exuberantly paraded in the aisles of indefatigably fructifying utopia,
It might have been to ghoulishly bemoan every bit of philanthropic goodness that I divulged into; salaciously dragging my name into the coffins of hedonistically flagrant corruption,
It might have been to deliriously torture every bounteously fantasizing fragment of my brain; with the inconsolably weeping broomsticks of tyrannizing malice,
It might have been to Spartanly order every rabid dog on this poignantly ubiquitous planet; to summon as quickly as possible near my innocuous face; and then
intransigently bite the same as if there wasn’t the slightest of sunset,
It might have been to unstoppably ridicule me; make a blatantly intolerable parody about each of my weaknesses; to every organism effulgently breathing on planet divine,
It might have been to satanically deafen even the most infinitesimal of my senses; numb every gloriously conceivable movement of my nimble body; with the cries
of outrageously maniacal extinction,
It might have been to unrelentingly drag me to the gallows of heartlessly maiming confinement; impugning me of the highest treason ever committed on earth; which I never ever die or could dream to do,
It might have been to mercilessly pounce upon every imaginable penny of my unflinching perseverance; wickedly burn the same into parasitically sordid
flames of lecherous hatred,
It might have been to timelessly jinx every euphorically benign aspect of my existence; with the brutally ominous chains of nothingness and the lull of
melancholic debauchery; which suddenly arouse after blissful life,
It might have been to violently molest every ingredient of my unimpeachable virginity; with the acrimoniously fetid dagger-heads of garrulously rancid
war,
It might have been to metamorphose every bit of pricelessly inimitable truth in my soul; into the most atrociously degradable mortuary of sinfully beheading lies,
It might have been to perpetually snap the fangs of my symbiotically enthralling existence; and then bawdily suck all lifeless blood from my veins to be the most
sanctimoniously strongest organism alive,
And I really didn’t have the tiniest of insinuation as to what were your intentions everytime you opened your mouth for uttering my name; but believe me; everytime
when you did actually whisper my name in your sensuously unparalleled voice; I felt the most pricelessly insuperable man alive; as if the most ultimate of Kings; on this unshakably limitless earth divine .
29. WHY DID I LOVE TO PERPETUALLY LOVE.
Why did I love eating exotically succulent fruit? Well it was solely because of the most gluttonously impoverished existence; of my pathetically tormented stomach.
Why did I love to profoundly empathize with every fraternity of despairing living kind? Well it was solely because of the most devastatingly parched existence; of my callously dried eyeballs .
Why did I love to intransigently fantasize? Well it was solely because of the most deplorably famished existence; of my robotically truculent brain .
Why did I love to interminably adventure? Well it was solely because of the most penuriously irascible existence; of my restlessly wailing knees.
Why did I love to perseveringly perspire? Well it was solely because of the most haplessly disoriented existence; of my emotionlessly fretful armpits .
Why did I love to mellifluously sing? Well it was solely because of the most preposterously tyrannized existence; of my uncontrollably quavering throat .
Why did I love to timelessly sip upon mesmerizing streams of water? Well it was solely because of themost hedonistically despondent existence; of my unsurpassably parched tongue .
Why did I love to unendingly tantalize every of my goose-bump? Well it was solely because of the most fanatically delirious existence; of my venomously victimized skin .
Why did I love to invincibly sleep? Well it was solely because of the most parsimoniously subjugated existence; of my brutally pulverized and defeated
nerves .
Why did I love to tirelessly procreate? Well it was solely because of the most unbelievably petulant existence; of my unstoppably overflowing virility .
Why did I love to victoriously dance? Well it was solely because of the most unceasingly agonized existence; of my pertinently imploring and restless legs .
Why did I love to hoist orphaned urchins to their destinations of compassionate comfort? Well it was solely because of the most inexorably beseeching existence; of my boisterously brimming shoulders .
Why did I love to unrelentingly roll in fields of rain soaked grass? Well it was solely because of the most unfathomably ignited existence; of my uxoriously lambasted thighs .
Why did I love to hear the most panoramically enigmatic sounds of mother nature? Well it was solely because of the most remorsefully bemoaning existence; of my treacherously starved ears .
Why did I love to indefatigably flirt in the aisles of pristine mischief? Well it was solely because of the most bizarrely reverberating existence; of my enthrallingly mystical eyebrows .
Why did I love to majestically sketch? Well it was solely because of the most unabashedly slithering existence; of my relentlessly teasing and impetuously
resonating fingers .
Why did I love to endlessly discover till even beyond the realms of infinity? Well it was solely because of the most wretchedly incarcerated existence; of my
forlornly divested and monotonous soul .
Why did I love to insatiably breathe? Well it was solely because of the most hopelessly asphyxiated existence; of my disastrously shriveled and crinkled
lungs .
And why
did I love to perpetually and impregnably love? Well it was solely because of the most unflinchingly ardent existence; of every part; pore and beat of your divinely sensuous body; O! Omnipotent beloved .
30. NO NEW DEFINITIONS
When our lusciously poignant lips met; there were invincibly new definitions which were coined; of unconquerably triumphant and bountifully unlimited; desire,
When our immaculately benign eyes met; there were spell-bindingly new definitions which were coined; of pricelessly impregnable and beautifully untainted; empathy,