Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

should i call you?


Should I call you the most priceless necklace of my
soul; or should I address you as a tantalizing fairy;
having celestially descended from the vivaciously
silken skies?
Should I call you a carpet of voluptuously titillating
grass; or should I address you as a tantalizing
globule of rain; marvelously placating each of my
drearily bedraggled senses?
Should I call you an everlastingly blooming forest of
enchanting seduction; or should I address you as a
resplendent fountain of timeless tradition;
encapsulating each of my nervously mystical nerves?
Should I call you a magical harp of harmoniously
enthralling music; or should I address you as a
whirlwind of compassionately unending fantasy;
triggering me to dream beyond; the realms of bountiful
imagination?
Should I call you a fathomless sky of limitless
ecstasy and ebullient grace; or should I address you
as an insatiably ardent inferno of ever augmenting
enigma?
Should I call you a majestically seductive eagle
soaring handsomely through the clouds of unprecedented
desire; or should I address you as magnificent petal
of incomprehensible fascination; taking Omnipotent
control of my beleaguered life?
Should I call you a tornado of exuberantly emphatic
air; or should I address you as a satiny mattress of
exotically tranquil contentment; blissfully nourishing
my every unfinished desire; to the most insurmountable
limits?

Should I call you a majestically sprouting fruit of
ecstatic solidarity; or should I address you as a
colossal ocean of ingratiating empathy; tingling me
ravishingly all across my devastated body?
Should I call you the princess of irrefutably
unconquerable beauty; or should I address you as an
unassailably priceless friend; commiserating
astoundingly with my every jubilation; and
inexplicable pain?
Should I call you a garland of congenially glittering
diamonds; or should I address you as a cloudburst of
perennially rising yearning; torrentially bestowing
upon me hurricanes of; poignantly exhilarating
seduction?
Should I call you a mountain of unflinchingly
limitless unity; or should I address you as the
ultimate panache for my philanthropic success; as you
cast the spell of your Omniscient belonging; profusely
upon each element of my heart and soul; alike?
Should I call you an eternal rainbow of delectable
sensuousness; or should I address you as vividly spell
binding harmony; an impeccably nostalgic fairy; who
transited me unwittingly into the corridors of
immaculate childhood?
Should I call you the epitome of fabulously enamoring
enthrallment; or should I address you as a
tumultuously blazing seductress; igniting thunderbolts
of vibrant longing; in every ingredient of my
extinguishing blood?
Should I call you a paradise of insurmountably
titillating pearls; or should I address you as a
virgin field of unceasing prosperity; with your
innocuous rudiments profoundly embedded in the pores
of my; trembling conscience?
Should I call you a boisterously nubile and bubbly
mermaid; or should I address you as the Goddess of
celestial humility; who uninhibitedly bequeathed upon
me; the principles of timeless love?
Should I call you a vivid kaleidoscope of unfathomably
cheerful color; or should I address you as a
scintillating expanse of intriguing happiness; a
perennially unfazed spirit of adventure that swiped me
like torrents of white lightening; from my
capriciously insipid feet?
Should I call you a royally piquant bee weaving tons
of unsurpassably melodious honey; or should I address
you as a intrepidly brazen nightingale; chirping the
tunes of unequivocally philanthropic existence; all
night and sweltering day?
Should I call you Omnipresently synergistic whirlpools
of fiery breath; or should I address you as a cavern
of unsurpassable excitement; perpetuating me to
handsomely philander in the land of the romantically
unknown?
And should I call you the immortally passionate
beating of my penurious heart; or should I address you
the solely irrefutably love of my life; the very
reason that I was blissfully breathing; and heavenly
alive?  

Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

Topic(s): poetry


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

What do you think this poem is about?



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 (should i call you? by Nikhil Parekh )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Gaza City, Nathalie Handal
  2. The safety., Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
  3. Limerick-35, DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
  4. no more love story, The Princess is
  5. Illogical, Margaret Moran
  6. Want, The Princess is
  7. The Passing of the Lord, Translation of .., T (no first name) Wignesan
  8. Teleskof, Edward Kofi Louis
  9. Bearing With One Another, Edward Kofi Louis
  10. Danyell, Edward Kofi Louis

Poem of the Day

poet Sir John Suckling

Dost see how unregarded now
That piece of beauty passes?
There was a time when I did vow
To that alone;
But mark the fate of faces;
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet Elizabeth Bishop

 

Member Poem

Trending Poems

  1. Mid-Term Break, Seamus Heaney
  2. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  3. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  4. avenues america, rwetewrt erwtwer
  5. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  6. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  7. A Poison Tree, William Blake
  8. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  9. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  10. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]