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If You Thought
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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 If you thought that I'd perpetually love you; even after you brutally slandered me on my hindside with your murderous kitchen knife; just because I fervently showed my eagerness to assist you in the best way I could, 

 
If you thought that I'd unassailably love you; even after you indefatigably rebuked me for irrefutably following the sparkling pathways of eternally unflinching truth, 
 
If you thought that I'd bountifully love you; even after you indiscriminately plucked out every intricate vein of my body; to feed your cacophonically favorite puppy dog, 
 
If you thought that I'd timelessly love you; even after you barbarously barked the most perniciously heinous abuse in my ears; for obeisantly lying at your feet all day like an innocuous prince, 
 
If you thought that I'd unrelentingly love you; even after you cadaverously wished me all the bad luck that truculently lingered on this Universe; although I worshipped you like the ultimate angel of my dreams, 
 
If you thought that I'd sensuously love you; even after you parasitically sucked the most infinitesimal droplet of my blood; like a venomously flagrant parasite, 
 
If you thought that I'd miraculously love you; even after you treacherously whipped my savagely exonerated chest with lethally coldblooded snakes; just because I
had compassionately lit the candles of your morosely blackened room, 
 
If you thought that I'd impregnably love you; even after you preposterously laid a mortuary of hedonistic thorns on every path that I tread; and then tantalizingly titillated the raunchy model of your lascivious dreams, 
 
If you thought that I'd handsomely love you; even after you paid a satanically deaf ear to the most poignantly uncontrollable of my cries; deliberately unfurled a pack of diabolical wolves; right towards the impeccable whites of my eyes, 
 
If you thought that I'd majestically love you; even after you indefatigably tortured me in devilish coffins of hell; just because I ardently polished the tip of your  sanctimonious shoe; a trifle too much, 
 
If you thought that I'd unflinchingly love you; even after you invidiously gave me pig's feces to eat; for robustly scintillating breakfast as well as to wade through the chapter of the drearily morbid night, 
 
If you thought that I'd unsurpassably love you; even after you mercilessly cut each of my silken finger; simply in order to wholesomely liberate the irately petulant itch in your effusively dancing nerves, 
 
If you thought that I'd insurmountably love you; even after you ruthlessly pulverized every bone of my righteous countenance under your uncouthly speeding Mercedes; just because you ghastily wanted to check the durability of your obnoxiously bohemian tyre, 
 
If you thought that I'd inimitably love you; even after you charred every iridescent contour of my demeanor with sweltering acid; just because I insatiably endeavored my best to enlighten the frowns of franticness on your dwindling face, 
 
If you thought that I'd profusely love you; even after you perfidiously chopped my tongue from my immaculate throat; sporadically using it to tickle the squalidly demonic soles of your disparagingly despicable feet, 
 
If you thought that I'd uncontrollably love you; even after you perilously metamorphosed even the most infantile of my fantasy into nightmares of horrendous
nothingness; just because I unequivocally squandered every evil glance that wandered itself; towards your beautifully sacrosanct grace, 
 
If you thought that I'd perpetually love you; even after you unsparingly decimated all efforts of my lifetime like pieces of frigid matchsticks right in front of my eyes; and then luridly enshrouded them with your scurrilous spit, 
 
Then I am sorry that you're in for the most fathomlessly unthinkable shock of your life; for I would still love you more immortally than ever before; I would still love you more than this earth could have ever loved even the most vivacious form of life, 
 
For when I gave my heart to you; neither did I see your religion; neither did I see your outlook towards life; as my love was; is and would for infinite more births always remain unconditional; would always remain tirelessly blind.

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