Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


So that you could sleep blissfully all night; languish in the aisles of


desire with an enchanting yawn engulfing your face, 


I needed to wake up with my eyes incorrigibly open; fighting valiantly


against the most inconspicuous of evil hovering around.


 


So that you could eat appetizing food; masticate ravishing chunks of


poignant butter with stupendous relish, 


I needed to sustain life on bland slices of bread and water; remain


famished with a large bandanna stringently encapsulating my stomach.


 


So that you could bathe in crystalline water dribbling from the alps; 


apply the most bombastic of shampoo on your dainty skin, 


I needed to be content rolling in a slush of dirty rain water; remained


unwashed on the trot; sometimes for days.


 


So that you could fly kites high and princely in the sky; tugging the


strings ecstatically with your petite hands, 


I needed to run helter-skelter in vicinity; trying to capsize all the


broken ones entangled on trees; for you to continue your extravaganza.


 


So that you could play in a cool ambience of air-conditioner; caress


soft toys and view astounding cartoons, 


I needed to traverse through the blistering deserts; bear the brunt of


disdainful sands right on my face.


 


So that you could wear the best of clothes; embellish you entire flesh


with beads of glittering gold, 


I needed to gallivant naked in the freezing cold; bereft of a single


cloth on my body.


 


So that you could watch exhilarating pictures; inundate your ears with


enigmatic tunes, 


I needed to tear every hair from my scalp; in evolving innovative ideas


for you to view.


 


So that you could laugh wholeheartedly; smile with passionate charisma


all round the clock, 


I needed to slog it out against the uncouth world; shed tears of


scarlet blood in my unrelenting battle to win.


 


So that you could talk loquaciously; flamboyantly announce your presence in bustling crowds, 


I needed to inevitably keep myself subdued; stay completely lackluster and dumb in public.


 


So that you could fantasize incessantly; day-dream rampantly about all the


wonderful lurking in this mystical world, 


I needed to exist in pragmatic reality; transgress through a valley of rusted


thorns; for you to romanticize in the corridor of pleasure.


 


And So that you could live life like a princess; rule the entire universe with


the power of your wealth, 


I needed to abdicate breath instantaneously; to metamorphose all your dreams


into perpetual reality; O! yes I NEEDED TO DIE.

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I Needed To Die

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