Treasure Island

Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

why don't you see


Why do you always gauge me just by the complexion of
my lips; Why don't you see the blistering passion
fulminating passionately inside?
Why do you always gauge me just by the color of my
mascara; Why don't you see the overwhelming empathy
lingering in my eyes?
Why do you always gauge me just by the height I
possessed; Why don't you see the unsurpassably
towering perceptions of your enchanting persona that
circulated in my mind?
Why do you always gauge me just by texture of my skin;
Why don't you see the profusely crimson blood flowing
inside in my veins; the compassionate ardor
impregnated within for your magnificent form?
Why do you always gauge me just by the shades of my
nail polish; Why don't you see the poignantly
sprouting edges ready to fight for you and defend you
at any time?
Why do you always gauge me just by the wealth I had
stashed; the cars I drove; Why don't you see the
astronomical affluence stored in my soul; ready to
help you even after my death?
Why do you always gauge me just by the gloss of my
hair; Why don't you see the intricate brain embodied
inside evolving fantasies concerning only you all the
time?
Why do you always gauge me just by spurious slang in
my voice; Why don't you see the effusive agony
uncontrollably gushing out the instants I spoke?
Why do you always gauge me just by the jewelry I
adorned; Why don't you see each droplet of tear which
oozed out of my eye; each globule of silver sweat
which dribbled from my arms; was profoundly dedicated
to your divinely grace?
Why do you always gauge me just by the number of
places I had traveled to by air; Why don't you see the
infinite expeditions I was willing to undertake under
the scorching heat of sweltering Sun; hoisting you on
my bare shoulder?
Why do you always gauge me just by the bodyguards and
cavalcade that relentlessly followed me; Why don't you
see the life I was ready to sacrifice this very
moment; in order to save you from the tiniest of evil?
Why do you always gauge me just by the scintillating
shine of my teeth; Why don't you see the ghastly shell
I was ready to break and chew; so that you drank the
stupendously sweet water?
Why do you always gauge me just by the design of my
garish shoe; Why don't you see my feet which were
ready to walk absolutely naked on a blanket of acrid
thorns; so that you slept celestially on the golden
couch?
Why do you always gauge me just by the contours of my
swanky watch; Why don't you see my pulse that ticked
faster than the speed of light; sped more turbulently
than the shark in the ocean the very instant it
witnessed your mesmerizing countenance?
Why do you always gauge me just by the scent I
sprinkled; Why don't you see the incredulously fervent
aroma that diffused from my nostrils when you were
standing at whisker lengths across my shoulder?
Why do you always gauge me just by the business acumen
I possessed; Why don't you see that I was ready to
unflinchingly take on the mantle of this entire world;
to savor a chance of perpetually hovering around your
voluptuous demeanor?
Why do you always gauge me just by the fraternity of
food I consumed for each meal in the day; Why don't
you see the infinite hours that I was prepared to
remain starved; so that you relished the tantalizing
cherry of your choice?
Why do you always gauge me just by the pen I stuck to
my persona; Why don't you see the overwhelming zeal in
my fingers to write a book on your fascinating life;
all on my own?
And why do you always gauge me just by the shirt I
wore to engulf my visage; Why don't you see the madly
throbbing heart inside my chest; whose each beat was
profoundly yours; whose each throb wanted to
immortally capture your love and make it for always
mine?  

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014

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