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Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet

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Even In The Deepest Sleep Of Your Death
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Wednesday, March 16, 2016    Rated "G" by the Author.
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 One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to inundate every cranny of your brain with so many spell binding fantasies; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your perpetually silencing death, 

 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to enlighten every outline of your lips with so many eternally rhapsodic smiles; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your gruesomely tyrannizing death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to mesmerize each vacant pore of your eardrum with so many spell bindingly humanitarian tunes; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your ominously victimizing death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to tantalize every nerve of your spine with so many feathers of  uninhibitedness; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your ghoulishly penalizing death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to paint every bit of whiteness in your eye with so many astounding colors of nature divine; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your hideously tormenting death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to appease your stomach with so many vividly amazing fruits of nature on this boundless planet; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your treacherously devastating death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to enchant your nostrils with so many scents of compassionate friendship; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your satanically asphyxiating death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I
lived; I wanted to stupefy each of your intricate veins with so many shades of unabashedly sparkling creativity; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your diabolically castrated death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to embellish every freckle of your neck with so many petals of invincible togetherness; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your sinfully stony death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to rejuvenate every impression on your fingers with so many undying passions of unconquerable artistry; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your miserably obliterated death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I
lived; I wanted to ignite each crevice on your toes with so many pathways of inimitably enriching adventure; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your hopelessly nonchalant death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to delight the enamel of your teeth so many flavors of unparalleled symbiotic creation; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your bizarrely crucifying death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I
lived; I wanted to mollify every chord of your throat with so many mantras of everlasting peace; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your brutally non-existent death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to bless your tongue with so many hymns of unassailable unity; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of 
your preposterously hackneyed death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to worship your breath with so many rays of the fearlessly optimistic Sun; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your irrevocably delirious death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to impregnate your bosom with so many whispers of ardently fascinating excitement; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your inconsolably venomous death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to patronize your shadow with so many rays of insuperably glorious truth; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your horrendously stifling death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to arouse every conceivable cranny of your skin with so many whiskers of unprecedented ecstasy; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your tawdrily maiming death, 
 
One day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to fortify each of your bones with so many apogees of universally unshakable brotherhood; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your agonizingly amorphous death, 
 
And one day as destined I know both of us would inevitably die; but as long as I lived; I wanted to perpetuate each beat of your heart with so many lifetimes of immortal love; that you'd remember nothing else but your time on earth; even in the deepest sleep of your heartlessly evaporating death.

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