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Fanatically in love
poetry [ ]

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by [nikhilparekh ]

2004-08-11  |     | 



I didn't know whether she was a tantalizing fairy; or
whether she bounced like an impeccable angel; in the
corridors of my horrendously devastated life,

I didn't know whether she was an ingratiatingly
redolent flower; or whether she was voluptuously
resplendent moonshine; that enshrouded every iota of
my despicable existence; with unparalleled mysticism
and charm,

I didn't know whether she was a gorgeously titillating
waterfall; or whether she was the rustling leaves of
the forest; that triggered me to envisage; beyond the
realms of ultimate paradise,

I didn't know whether she was an ocean of tangy froth;
or whether she incessantly shimmered like a fabulous
pearl; illuminating the morbidly saddened arenas of my
pathetically stumbling existence,

But what I did know was that I was fanatically in love
with her immortal eyes as each instant unleashed
itself into a wholesome minute; profoundly blending
with their marvelously impeccable whites…..


I didn't know whether she was a majestically perennial
dewdrop; or whether she rained indefatigably as nectar
from the fathomless sky; flooding my despicably
frazzled senses with the harmony of vibrant life,

I didn't know whether she was a cloudburst of
unfettered desire; or whether she blossomed into a
fountain of royal beauty as the night descended;
suppressing my suicidal tendencies with her web of
unsurpassable yearning,

I didn't know whether she was a magnificently
glistening shore; or whether she was the handsomely
princely sunset; that placidly tingled me into
ecstatic submission,'

I didn't know whether she was a vivaciously leaping
zebra; or whether she flamed beyond the walls of
eternal eternity; blazing an irrefutable path of
optimism through my every ludicrously shivering
midnight,

But what I did know that I was fanatically in love
with her seductively fluttering shadow; coalesced for
infinite more births of mine; with its exotically
silken and profuse caress…..


I didn't know whether she was a vividly striped
butterfly; or whether she rolled incessantly on the
meadows of fascinating enchantment; to spice up each
moment of my drearily lackadaisical life,

I didn't know whether she was a candidly scintillating
mirror; or whether she was the unequivocal queen of my
mind; body and soul; casting her unbreakable spell
upon devastatingly penurious life,

I didn't know whether she was a candle of unending
imagery; or whether she healed every hopeless wound on
my nimble body; with the perpetual ointment of
ebulliently blooming romance,
I didn't know whether she was an emolliently
boisterous hive; or whether she surreptitiously
seduced every cranny of my extinguishing visage; to
clamber the fortress of ebullient compassion,

But what I did know that I was fanatically in love
with her ravishingly glorious fragrance; immortally
bonding with the gorgeous stream of golden
perspiration that wafted bountifully from her
sacrosanct arms…..



I didn't know whether she was a wildly gyrating dance;
or whether she swirled above the skies in the winds of
incomprehensible fantasy; to bless me on every
acrimonious step that I tread on,

I didn't know whether she was a celestially united
civilization; or whether her impregnable chest;
harbored my ridiculously disappearing and mockingly
afraid countenance,

I didn't know whether she was a wonderfully blooming
morning; or whether harnessed each sprouting bone of
my deflated visage; with the poignantly crimson blood
that eternally ran through her blessed veins,

I didn't know whether she was the Omnipotent Goddess
of passion and enigma; or whether she was an
invincible flavor; that each element of my bedraggled
demeanor; wanted to relish all its life,

But what I did know was that I was fanatically in love
with her unrelentingly Omnipresent mountain of godly
heartbeats; uniting all that I possessed by God's
grace and all what I was about to proudly have; with
her philanthropically benevolent life….


©COPYRIGHT—2003, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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