Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

made only for each other


Our eyes were made only to poignantly stare at each
other; with even the most boundless of Universe
outside; miserably stumbling in their attempts; of
breaking our profoundly spell binding compassion,
Our hands were made only to ardently intertwine with
each other; with even the most countless of Universe
outside; pathetically staggering; every time it tried
to; disintegrate our everlastingly enchanting spirit
of solidarity,
Our ears were made only to fervently listen to each
other; with even the most fathomless of Universe
outside; ludicrously tasting dust; every time it tried
to; perpetuate our united vicinity with its
unfathomable flurry of prejudiced sounds,
Our lips were made only to handsomely kiss each other;
with even the most unlimited of Universe outside;
disdainfully vomiting stink; every time it tried to;
barbarically butcher our aisles of sensuous
timelessness,
Our cheeks were made only to voluptuously tingle each
other; with even the most unending of Universe
outside; preposterously faltering; every time it tried
to; insidiously infiltrate our immaculate virility
with its vindictively ominous diabolism,
Our destinies were made only to majestically blend
with each other; with even the most endless of
Universe outside; digging its veritable corpse; every
time it tried to; savagely permeate our existence with
the clouds of commercial blackness,
Our voices were made only to euphorically sing with
each other; with even the most relentless of Universe
outside; sordidly sinking in its grave of doom; every
time it tried to; invidiously pilfer its worthless
cacophony in our impregnable rhyme of a united
existence,
Our blood was made only to perennially coalesce with
each other; with even the most colossal of Universe
outside; becoming an inconspicuous fraction of its
formidable self; every time it tried to; mélange
abhorrently spurious religion in our uninhibited
existence,
Our bellies were made only to tantalizingly dance with
each other; with even the most gigantic of Universe
outside; being pulverized to infinitesimal ash; every
time it tried to; maliciously disrupt our titillating
ebullience in the heart of the resplendently starry
night,
Our shadows were made only to ecstatically frolic with
each other; with even the most Herculean of Universe
outside; retracting to insipid nothingness; every time
it tried to; satanically overrule our eternal forms
with its cold-blooded sardonism,
Our chins were made only to beautifully stupefy each
other; with even the most everlasting of Universe
outside; shrinking to an infinitesimal matchstick;
every time it tried to; acrimoniously disrupt our
regally priceless and exotic essence of sharing,
Our teeth were made only to mischievously nibble each
other; with even the most unprecedented of Universe
outside; reducing to a mocking caricature of
meaninglessness; every time it tried to; brutally
massacre our unshakable relationship; with venomously
exonerating lechery,
Our shoulders were made only to indefatigably march
abreast each other; with even the most
incomprehensible of Universe outside; transforming to
flagrant despair; every time it tried to; salaciously
poison our blazingly benign patriotism,
Our feet were made only to triumphantly surge forward
with each other; with even the most unrelenting of
Universe outside; tirelessly tasting threadbare dust;
every time it tried to; menacingly deluge our intrepid
survival; with the dungeons of penalizing cowardice,
Our hair were made only to exhilaratingly blow
together; with even the most ever pervading of
Universe outside; ridiculously retreating into its
shell of unpardonable shame; every time it tried to;
bombard our innocuous survival; with its entrenchments
of deliberate doom,
Our skins were made only to bountifully sweat with
each other; with even the most overwhelming of
Universe outside; ludicrously collapsing in a heap of
bedraggled non-existence; every time it tried to; numb
our blistering nerves with avalanches of insane
melancholy,
Our nostrils were made only to blissfully breathe with
each other; with even the most unfathomable of
Universe outside; shattering into an infinite pieces;
every time it tried to; tyrannically penetrate into
our sacrosanct fortress of perpetual sharing,
Our souls were made only to last a countless more
births with each other; with even the most unshakable
of Universe outside; horrifically forgetting its very
own identity; every time it tried to; viciously
bludgeon our belief's in the Almighty divine; with its
sword of devilish manipulation,
And our hearts were made only to immortally love each
other; with even the most proliferating of Universe
outside; being thrashed into disparagingly despondent
oblivion; every time it tried to; uncouthly massacre
our enigmatic passion; with its pistols of rigid
convention. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

Topic(s): poetry


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