I Wanted To Be Unconquerably Sure (poem) by Nikhil Parekh

I Wanted To Be Unconquerably Sure
by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet → (All Poetry by Nikhil Parekh - Indian Poet)
Thursday, March 17, 2016 Rated "G" by the Author.

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I really didn't possess even the most infinitesimal of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of vivaciously enthralling and stupendously proliferating life, I really didn't possess even the most ethereal of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of gloriously nubile and ecstatically amazing life, I really didn't possess even the most oblivious of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of resplendently triumphant and timelessly ameliorating life, I really didn't possess the even most parsimonious of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of unflinchingly indomitable and fearlessly blessing life, I really didn't possess even the most fugitive of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of beautifully redolent and symbiotically undefeated life, I really didn't possess even the most transient of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of tirelessly rejuvenating and ebulliently winning life, I really didn't possess even the most evanescent of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of jubilantly enthralling and stupendously eclectic life, I really didn't possess even the most mercurial of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of fragrantly unassailable and Omnisciently benign life, I really didn't possess even the most transient of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of beautifully unceasing and eternally ameliorating life, I really didn't possess even the most obliterated of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of handsome ly unconquerable and celestially uplifting life, I really didn't possess even the most evaporating of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of effulgently rhapsodic and interminably fathomless life, I really didn't possess even the most non-existent of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of unbelievably mesmerizing and incredulously royal life, I really didn't possess even the most disappearing of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of benevolently humanitarian and supremely spell-binding life, I really didn't possess even the most dilapidated of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of fantastically enamoring and vibrantly poignant life, I really didn't possess even the most cloistered of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of victoriously showering and insuperably unprejudiced life, I really didn't possess even the most ephemeral of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of indomitably felicitating and eternally harmonious life, I really didn't possess even the most inane of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of majestically parading and undyingly burgeoning life, I really didn't possess even the most vanishing of urge to know; as to what the very next moment would bring or hold for me; in the chapter of bountifully blossoming and holistically impregnable life, Wholesomely contrary to the above; I wanted to be unconquerably sure every instant of my destined life; that whenever I died; whenever the Omniscient Creator had written the signature of inevitable death in my existence; it happened and solely happened; on the feet of none else; but my timelessly insuperable and perpetual beloved.