I'd Prefer To Live; Than Die With Alongwith You. (poem) by Nikhil Parekh

I'd Prefer To Live; Than Die With Alongwith You.
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'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my sight; rather than maniacally blind both my eyes alongwith you; only so that I could sight ever single bit of panoramic space that we'd so blissfully frequented when we'd just triumphantly proposed; till I exhaled my very last and ardently philanthropic breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my artistry; rather than brutally chopping all my fingers alongwith you; only so that I could sketch you in your most royally resplendent shape and form; till I exhaled my very last and passionately ecstatic breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my voice; rather than lecherously massacre my throat alongwith you; only so that I could interminably sing and inundate the atmosphere with the praises of your eternally fructifying soul; till I exhaled my very last and poignantly enamoring breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my smile; rather than sacrilegiously marauding both my lips alongwith you; only so that I could bestow an indefatigably invincible volley of kisses upon every of footprint you left behind; till I exhaled my very last and effulgently handsome breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my perseverance; rather than preposterously freeze every droplet of my sweat alongwith you; only so that I could endlessly strive forward to disseminate the ideals of your benign peace and love; till I exhaled my very last and iridescently effusive breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my hearing; rather than wretchedly slain both my ears alongwith you; only so that I could fervently hear the enchantingly inimitable cadence of your voice again and again; till I exhaled my very last and exuberantly redolent breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my tranquility; rather than wantonly surrender my soul alongwith you; only so that I could celestially imbibe the everlasting sweetness of our unshakably humanitarian relationship; till I exhaled my very last and supremely exultated breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my virility; rather than ridiculously massacre my genitillia alongwith you; only so that I could tirelessly impregnate every conceivable part of my flesh with your perennially venerated footprints; till I exhaled my very last and unbelievably ebullient breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my humanity; rather than insanely puke every droplet of my blood alongwith you; only so that I could embrace every tangible ounce of your beautifully lingering goodness; till I exhaled my very last and wondrously eclectic breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my adventure; rather than insidiously pulverize both my feet alongwith you; only so that I could wholeheartedly explore every fragrantly unconquerable trail that you left on planet divine; till I exhaled my very last and supremely undying breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my palms; rather than uncouthly erase my destiny lines alongwith you; only so that I could treasure every of my bounteously compassionate moment with you in my existence; till I exhaled my very last and victoriously blessed breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my hair; rather than barbarously tonsure my scalp alongwith you; only so that I could ravishingly float in the heavens of your silken sensuality; till I exhaled my very last and fantastically enamoring breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my titillation; rather diabolically silence every of my goose-bump alongwith you; only so that I could sense your miraculously ameliorating caress from even a billion kilometers away; till I exhaled my very last and emphatically mesmerizing breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my fantasies; rather than sinfully squelch my brain alongwith you; only so that I could perceive your majestically undefeatable form in an infinite different ways; till I exhaled my very last and unconquerably emollient breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my thirst; rather than devilishly torch my tongue alongwith you; only so that I could quell even the most inconspicuous of my desire by unstoppably uttering your name; till I exhaled my very last and unfathomably symbiotic breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my reinvigoration; rather than unthinkably asphyxiate my breath alongwith you; only so that I could celebrate the sky of your untainted freshness every unfurling instant; till I exhaled my very last and uninhibitedly jubilant breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my love; rather than indiscriminately behead each of my heartbeat alongwith you; only so that I could perpetually garner empathy in my eyes for every bit of your insuperable selflessness; till I exhaled my very last and magically mollifying breath, I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my truth; rather than sadistically sell my conscience alongwith you; only so that I could infallibly propagate the simplicity of your benevolent existence; till I exhaled my very last and magnetically exultated breath, And I'd irrefutably prefer to remain wholesomely intact with my life; rather than depressingly plunge into the mortuary of death alongwith you; only so that I could savor the unassailable valor of your princely existence; till I exhaled my very last and stupendously voluptuous breath.