To win her back was as impossible; as expecting a spider to stay suspended in the air without its silken web,
To win her back was as impossible; as existing in sweltering heat of the desert without a solitary globule of water,
To win her back was as impossible; as having the sun shine inexorably all the time without any mention of night,
To win her back was as impossible; as impregnating life back into the veins of a dead man,
To win her back was as impossible; as trying to survive without inhaling gallons of fresh air,
O! Yes to win her back today was irrevocably impossible; after the dreadful fight we had in the day,
The only way I could still win her back; was wait for the gruesome night to unveil itself into another day,
Fervently hope that the new rising of dawn; made her exhaustively oblivious to the obnoxious events of the previous day .
41. DON’T YOU WORRY SWEETHEART
I couldn’t afford to embellish you in ornaments of pure gold; with chains of scintillating silver dangling from your neck,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would dive deep into the fathomless ocean; thread you a necklace of immaculate pearls; I extracted from the slippery oyster.
I couldn’t afford to take you long distances in an ostentatious car; with the air conditioner blowing a full blast in your face,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would place both your legs on my shoulders; and carry you adroitly under the unrelenting sun; with your warm breath caressing my hair.
I couldn’t afford to buy you exquisite eateries from the market; satiate your taste buds with appetizing caramel,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would dexterously knead rustic dough into bread; blend it with ravishing tomatoes; I specially grew for you in the backyard.
I couldn’t afford to make you sleep on a silken mattress juxtaposed with diamonds; with cozy ambience of the palace engulfing you from all sides,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would inundate your ears with mystical rhymes; be there with you on your side under the twinkling stars; until you drifted into deep sleep.
I couldn’t afford to talk with you on contemporary telephone for marathon hours; punching a jugglery of soft buttons on the intricate laptop,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would emboss letters to you with a river of my precious blood; never failing to miss the most inconspicuous of detail.
I couldn’t afford to take you on a cruise of the ocean; sitting in the grandiloquent luxury liner with its knotted masts fluttering in the salty breeze,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would chisel a plain boat of strong wood; row you all throughout the choppy sea; despite of the monstrous waves trying to drown us down.
I couldn’t afford to drape your persona in opulently embroidered cloth; a host of artificial contrivances accentuating your features,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would stitch you a cloak of pure cotton; embodied with the essence of our immortal love.
I couldn’t afford to offer you crystalline mineral liquid to drink; an incessant supply of crimson colored plum juice,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would fetch you water from the gurgling mountain springs; preserve it for you in my cupped hands till the hour you felt thirsty.
I couldn’t afford to purchase expensive books for you; impregnated with the most panoramic of graphics,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would perceive the wildest of fantasy scrutinizing dormant arenas of my brain; and then recite the same to you.
I couldn’t afford to buy the sky for you; with magnanimous gods residing in castles of unprecedented glory,
But don’t you worry sweetheart; as I would transform every inch of soil which you tread on into paradise; present the most invincible sky of our romance at your celestial feet.
42. PROMISE ME
Promise me you wont change like the seasons; leaving me solitary and dilapidated wandering aimlessly on the mountains,
Promise me you wont transform your color like the vivacious chameleon; betraying me when I had started loving you the most,
Promise me you wont swirl away like the passing winds; abandoning me in a state of inexplicable despair and tears,
Promise me you wont gallivant unscrupulously with another man; besieging me with waves of bizarre shock; freezing my blood in its veins,
Promise me you wont philander the ominous streets at night incarcerating me in chains; causing me to wait with my eyes wide open until you returned back,
Promise me you wont disappear like the moon in the cosmos; leaving me insurmountably anguished bereft of your presence,
Promise me you wont strangulate me like a reptile; for it is not the deadly venom I would fear; rather would feel extremely disillusioned by the concept of immortal love,
Promise me you wont vanish away from my sight like the ephemeral rainbow; for I will stand unrelentingly till I saw you again,
Promise me you wont metamorphose your shape with enhancing age; for I wanted you just like the innocuous child I met several years ago,
Promise me you wont evaporate like the floating clouds; leaving me midway in my insatiable quest to conquer life,
Promise me you wont radiate intermittently like the uncanny stars; for I desired you to be my perennial source of shine,
Promise me you wont retreat your neck back like the protuberant tortoise; for I needed you as my tumultuous inspiration when on the battlefield,
Promise me you wont fall like the fruit when subjected to the onslaught of a mighty cyclone; for I would not possess the slightest power to pick you up and witness your lifeless face,
Promise me you wont dry like the monsoon river; for I wholesomely depended on the stirrings of your soul to pacify my thirst,
Promise me you wont get erased like the pencil marks do when scrubbed by a rubber; for my life would collapse in disdainful shambles if you weren’t here,
Promise me you wont fly away like birds do in hibernation; leaving me sobbing hysterically; thumping my hands against the wall; until they bled,
Promise me you wont shirk furtively away from my presence; for I would be left with no other option but ripping apart my throbbing heart,
Promise me you wont get carried away by all the glamour and graffiti; for I might miserably flounder to provide you with all the ostentation; all I could do was inundate you with true love from my persona,
Promise me you wont elope like the bees into different houses; for I needed you indispensably to apply sweet honey on my lips,
And promise me you’ll never leave me come what may in the tenure of our lives; for I would relinquish breath the second you did so; not possessing the tenacity to survive without your celestial body.
43. THE TENACITY OF MY LOVE
Even if you were an obdurate stone; with loads of callousness embedded rigidly in your persona,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transformed you into molten wax rampantly dripping down; eventually blending with the earth.
Even if you were the dry desert; harboring a plethora of acrimonious cactus and violently blistering winds,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; inundated you with fresh water; imparting a perennial wetness to your sands.
Even if you were the satanic demon; with your armory of brutal teeth scintillating wickedly under the moon,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; brought about a dramatic metamorphosis in you; converting you into an immaculate angel.
Even if you were the incorrigible dictator; rebuking all in proximity with your volley of expletives and commands,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; pacified you overwhelmingly; exonerated the bitterness in your voice.
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p; Even if you were deadly poison; causing instantaneous death on consumption,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; completely annihilated your venom; making you as sweet as golden nectar.
Even if you were pallid paint sticking languidly to the walls; propagating waves of disparaging gloom in the ambience,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; impregnated you with brilliantly vibrant color; made you profoundly smile.
Even if you were poignant green chili; thunderously shouting expending supreme capacity of your lungs,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transmuted you into innocuous sugar; irrefutably sweet in taste.
Even if you were the viciously lethal reptile; baring your fangs at me with utter hostility,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; changed you into the resplendent fish; gliding sedately through the swirling ocean.
Even if you were blazing volcano; torching all those who came even centimeters near you; devouring innocent humans in your fiery belly like inconspicuous insects,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; transfigured you into the melodious stream weaving its way enchantingly through meadows of soft grass.
And even if you were the idol of horrendous hatred; ostracizing humanity severely for its benevolent deeds,
I would make sure that the tenacity of my love; rekindled in you the essence of sharing; the insatiable urge to caress and care.
The End .
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