Nikhil Parekh

Rookie - 488 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

i didn't need breath to live

I didn't need blazing fires; as I had her flesh in
intimate contact to ignite my yearning desires,
I didn't need the turbulent ocean; as I had the river
of her ecstatic tears cascading down my neck,
I didn't need the poignantly smelling lotus; as I had
her luscious lips to kiss unrelentingly and feast
I didn't need mesmerizing sights of the world viewing
through my binoculars; as I found all beauty and
fantasy embedded in her curled eyelashes,
I didn't need water to drink; as the last drop of my
thirst was quenched with her mere caress,
I didn't need a spurious sequence of laughter; as her
innocuous gestures when she played; made me have the
smile of my life,
I didn't need dreams to inundate my mind; as my
ultimate reservoir of imagination lay encapsulated in
her hands,
I didn't need food to eat; as the profound empathy in
her expressions made me entirely oblivious to both
morning and night,
I didn't need enchanting sounds; as the melody in her
voice pacified infinite infernos exploding in my mind,
I didn't need time to be acquainted with; as the
enamouring complexion of her lids had cast a mystical
spell on my life,
I didn't need brilliant sunlight to shimmer across my
face; as I had the austere rays emanating from her
persona to enlighten my darkness,
I didn't need a couch impregnated with pure gold to
sleep upon; as I had the moistness in her lap to
succumb to an everlasting slumber,
I didn't need salubrious vitamins to resurrect my
shattered senses; as I had the tenacity of her love to
guide me through every step I took,
I didn't need valleys laden with blossoming flowers to
rekindle my soul; as I had the enigmatic passageway
down her throat to stare at in open mouthed
astonishment; till eternity,
I didn't need trees with dense foliage to sequester me
from the sweltering heat; as I had her fascinating
shadow; to scrape out every bit of fatigue from my
tired bones,
I didn't need exotic perfumes extracted from a
mountain of musk; as I had her sweat to inhale; which
sent me right back into my innocent childhood,
I didn't need magicians to decipher my future and
fate; as I clearly saw my destiny prominently in the
lines of her soft palms,
I didn't need intoxicating cans of beer; as the
sensuousness of her body stimulated my mind more than
a barrel of alcohol,
And I didn't need breath to exist; as the bond of her
romance had ensured that I would live beyond time;
immortalize the essence of sharing for boundless
decades to come. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

Topic of this poem: poetry

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (i didn't need breath to live by Nikhil Parekh )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Trending Poets

Trending Poems

  1. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  2. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  3. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  4. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  5. Christ: The Light Of The World, Denis Martindale
  6. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  7. Sonnet XVII, Pablo Neruda
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  9. Dreams, Langston Hughes
  10. Daffodils, William Wordsworth

Poem of the Day

poet Henry David Thoreau

Whate'er we leave to God, God does,
And blesses us;
The work we choose should be our own,
God leaves alone.

If with light head erect I sing,
...... Read complete »


Member Poem

New Poems

  1. Christmas Tree, Mr. Spock
  2. The Star, The Wish, The Coming..., Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR
  3. Christmas Star, Mr. Spock
  4. From Drunk Pete Diary, Adeosun Olamide
  5. folding my hands, Mandolyn ...
  6. we never try to smile, Prophmatt . . .
  7. Compunction, Kumarmani Mahakul
  8. Strange Random Thoughts For A Fireside C.., Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR
  9. Behind Lashes, naida supnet
  10. Timeless Era Of Thought, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
[Hata Bildir]