Nikhil Parekh

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

there was no greater slave


There was no greater slave of your piquantly
mesmerizing eyes; than my impoverished eyeballs;
unrelentingly seeking your poignantly charismatic and
compassionate stares,
There was no greater slave of your voluptuously
seductive lips; than the contours of my fervently
anticipating face; ardently desiring to witness you
blossom into an unfathomable festoon of everlasting
smiles; all day and morbid night,
There was no greater slave of your ravishingly silken
hair; than the eclectically cogitating periphery of my
scalp; incorrigibly wanting to possess your sensuously
magical swish; for times and decades immemorial,
There was no greater slave of your ingratiatingly
titillating footsteps; than my every growing bohemian
footprints; intractably waiting to be perpetually
blessed by your majestically spell binding
countenance,
There was no greater slave of your stupendously
magnificent voice; than my overwhelmingly parched
mouth; intransigently slavering till realms beyond the
eternal heavens; for your exotically marvelous melody,
There was no greater slave of your beautifully
pristine fingers; than my insatiably penurious palms;
irrevocably yearning to clasp them royal softness
forever; and for infinite more births yet to come,
There was no greater slave of your tantalizingly
enamoring belly; than my tumultuously starved stomach;
irretrievably desiring to be brushed by your
ravishingly enthralling fire; in the heart of the
resplendent night,
There was no greater slave of your impeccably
irrefutable honesty; than my manipulatively besieged
conscience; unequivocally waiting for your ideals of
philanthropic humanity; to invincibly enshroud it from
all sides,
There was no greater slave of your regally
aristocratic neck; than my swelteringly dying throat;
profoundly waiting to be turbulently smooched by the
same; even as hell rained viciously from the
fathomless sky,
There was no greater slave of your immaculately
rhapsodic ears; than my uncontrollably trembling
teeth; relentlessly longing to harmoniously nibble
your lobes; under the waterfalls of untamed
excitement,
There was no greater slave of your poignantly scarlet
blood; than my despairingly bereaved veins;
incessantly wanting to upreme with your principles of
mankind; your ideals of simplistically symbiotic
existence,
There was no greater slave of your marvelously golden
sweat; than my hungrily groping armpits; indefatigably
anticipating your fountain of fragrant perseverance;
to bless its languid contours,
There was no greater slave of your vibrantly ebullient
shadow; than my frantically trembling silhouette;
timelessly waiting to wholesomely blend with your
entrenchment of divinely sparkling righteousness,
There was no greater slave of your boisterously
charming vibrancy; than my desolately wandering soul;
incorrigibly yearning to profusely assimilate its
impregnable fortitude; to unflinchingly confront even
the most horrendous of impediment that came my way,
There was no greater slave of your profoundly
mesmerizing blushing; than my turbulently bubbling
cheeks; unsurpassably longing to be kissed for
marathon fortnights on the trot; with the twinkling
moon romantically dipping upon the kingly evening,
There was no greater slave of your astoundingly
exhilarating versatility; than my restlessly drifting
waves of excitement; unstoppably wishing to be
passionately embedded by your priceless dexterity; on
every path that I tread,
There was no greater slave of your unconquerably
ecstatic magnetism; than my monotonously drubbing
survival; endlessly longing for your integrally
glorious shades of your uninhibited amiability,
There was no greater slave of your vivaciously vivid
breath; than my hopelessly orphaned nostrils;
tirelessly wanting to be unassailably encapsulated by
its Omnipotent aura; to unitedly metamorphose the
complexion of this disdainfully dithering planet,
And there was no greater slave of your immortally
Omnipresent love; than my uxoriously throbbing heart;
perennially yearning to bond with your formidable
reservoir of humanitarian relationship; perennially
longing to unite as a single spirit with your humbly
benign countenance. 

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

Topic of this poem: poetry


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