But You Would Still Fail Poem by Nikhil Parekh

You could mercilessly snatch my eyes; engender a blanket of gruesomely debilitating darkness to wholesomely engulf me till eternity,

You could make me dismally dumb; with my tongue refraining to utter even the most tiniest of sound,

You could maim me worse than a dying dog; fomenting me to slither pathetically on the ground; as I tried to surge the slightest of distance forward,

You could starve me more brutally than the scorching desert; savagely drying the last drop of blood circulating in my body,

But you would still fail to make me forget her; unwind me from the web of her supremely invincible love; unwind me from the place in her heart that was perpetually mine.

You could make me haplessly beg on the boisterous streets; shiver uncontrollably in the freezing night; adorning me in rags of disdainful barbed wire,

You could satanically smash my scalp into infinite fragments; making me swoon in a bloody heap towards profusely dusty ground,

You could incarcerate me in a dungeon replete with lethal scorpion; and even the most obscure beam of Sunlight; being an insurmountably far cry,

You could make me treacherously transgress over a blanket of sizzling embers; making me inevitably shrug holistic degrees of blissful control,

But you would still fail to make me forget her; unwind me from the web of her supremely invincible love; unwind me from the place in her heart that was
perpetually mine.

You could throw me diabolically from the fathomless sky; laugh to your hearts content; as nobody on this earth could now recognize me in my unfathomably broken form,

You could blend the most heinous poison in the water that I sipped; watching me horrendously gasp for mammoth breathfulls of serene air,

You could strip me uncouthly of all the wealth I possessed; leave me to confront my destiny; abreast an island of serrated skinned alligators,

You could shoot me right through the head; with a battalion of boundless bullets hurling at unsurpassable speeds from your murderously gleaming revolver,

But you would still fail to make me forget her; unwind me from the web of her supremely invincible love; unwind me from the place in her heart that was
perpetually mine.

You could crucify me to bodily submission; nailing my nimble persona with an incomprehensible armory of barbaric thorns,

You could use me as food for the preposterously gigantic whale; tossing me like a chunk of dilapidated vegetable; right into the moaning monsters mouth,

You could squelch me to inconspicuous pulp against the chain of blood curling rocks; before eventually dumping me countless kilometers beneath my corpse,

You could make every step of my life more tyrannical than infinite hell's combined together; stabbing me every unfurling second with astronomical amount of
unbearable pain,

But you would still fail to make me forget her; unwind me from the web of her supremely invincible love; unwind me from the place in her heart that was
perpetually mine.