Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet


To every triumphant smile of yours; she bounced like the ultimate walls of paradise; blooming like a festoon of freshly sprouting and everlastingly blissful roses, 


 


To every celestial snore of yours; she felt like the most invincible queen on this colossal planet; caressing her invincibly majestic fingers through your curls; so that not even the most infinitesimal of evil on this earth; could ever dream of disturbing you, 


 


To every mischievous cavorting of yours; she felt at the most incredulous epitome of camaraderie; showering upon you every happiness of her sacrosanct soul; for infinite more births of yours yet to unveil, 


 


To every blazingly patriotic march of yours; she felt the most astronomically privileged organism on this boundless Universe; as tears of unconquerably royal


pride cascaded down her beautifully effulgent cheeks, 


 


To every inexplicably traumatic pain of yours; she altruistically abdicated her countless nights worth of sleep; unflinchingly standing by your side; even as


licentiously lascivious leeches of bizarre disease pelted upon you from; every conceivable side, 


 


To every ardently insatiable desire of yours; she bowed down in gloriously timid acquiescence; indefatigably searching even the most diminutive cranny of this earth; to procure you all eternally unassailable bliss, 


 


To every inquisitively blank stare of yours; she boisterously reverberated like a magically placating fairy; magnanimously bestowing every plausibly fascinating answer in your frantically outstretched and restless lap, 


 


To every mellifluously enchanting expression of yours; she swirled in unprecedented euphoria under the poignantly dancing clouds; stupendously replenishing each of her divine senses with your wave of endlessly sparkling jubilation, 


 


To every astoundingly emollient accomplishment of yours; she scintillating applauded till beyond the realms of infinite infinity; uninhibitedly proclaiming your  commemoration; to every entity that she encountered on this limitless globe, 


 


To every ephemerally fugitive whisper of yours; she relentlessly groped even in the meadows of the most horrifically ghastly nothingness; to try and decipher the true meaning of your insipidly infidel prattling, 


 


To every garrulously emaciated gnarl of yours; she magnificently embellished your satanically slavering palette; with the most fabulously redolent fruits of nature's ingratiatingly panoramic creation, 


 


To every euphorically untamed cry of yours; she liberated her sagacious persona of even the most lambastingly deleterious of tensions; tumultuously overjoyed at your blessedly momentous exultation, 


 


To every immaculately impetuous stubbornness of yours; she gorgeously empathized with you like the Omnipotent Lord; bounteously fructifying your agonizingly wandering soul; till the last droplet of her blood flowed and shimmered into shine, 


 


To every artistic eclecticism of yours; she beamed more celestially than Omnipresent sunshine; transpiring you to exuberantly surge forward; even as the ruthlessly conventional society outside murderously asphyxiated her of her final breath, 


 


To every remorsefully unfinished dream of yours; she flew you on her wings of insuperably regale companionship; making you feel the most pricelessly endowed and surreally mesmerizing entity ever alive, 


 


To every ebulliently vivacious word of yours; she implacably clapped till scarlet blood froze in her philanthropic veins; being a resplendently quintessential element of your enthusiasm in life; even as insane lunatics outside bawdily slandered at her charming graciousness, 


 


To every disastrously financial crisis of yours; she handsomely emptied all wealth on this cosmos in your wailing palms; at times tawdrily trading her flesh to lecherously venomous thorns; in order to witness tinkling laughter on your face again, 


 


To every insidiously inevitable betrayal of yours; she immortally inundated each beat of your gruesomely livid dereliction; with all the love that she could ever have assimilated; in this life and beyond, 


 


And even as the uncouthly prejudiced world outside failed to recognize you even in the most brilliantly dazzling of sunlight; her Omniscient palms protected the most mercurial shades of your life from beneath her veritable grave; even before you could


incongruously mumble mother.



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