Love Poem – Unconquerable Lovers
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The most acrimonious of thorns came and went; trying
their best to metamorphose impeccable sight into a
wall of ghastly darkness,
But we still stayed immortally together; staring
profoundly at each other; lost in a stupendously
ravishing enthrallment of our own…
The most ominous of mental barriers came and went;
incessantly endeavoring; to uncouthly exhaust the
reservoir of spell binding fantasy,
But we still stayed immortally together; rolling in
exhilarated tandem on the slopes; drowning in a world
of everlasting titillation and supreme sensuousness…
The most bloody battles came and went; brutally
slaughtering countless in the swirl of their malicious
hatred,
But we still stayed immortally together; impregnably
secure in our passionately divine embrace; coalescing
our breath more poignantly with each other; as each
second unveiled…
The most treacherously sinister storms came and went;
ferociously devouring innocent; before eventually
masticating them to infinitesimal ash,
But we still stayed immortally together; sleeping
fearlessly under the resplendently twinkling stars;
with our fingers astoundingly interlocked; as the
first ray of Sun kissed the horizons…
The most diabolical of witches came and went;
stealthily targeting to cast a web of dwindling doom;
as the evening bonded with the heart of midnight,
But we still stayed immortally together;
compassionately kissing on the sea shores; propelling
our ecstasy levels to caress; an ebulliently untamed
crescendo…
The rain of crippling sorrow came and went; trying to
indefatigably imprison; in chains of lecherous
extinction,
But we still stayed immortally together; sighting
nothing but the reflection of our perpetual
relationship; in every object we sighted; in every
dream we conceived…
The norms of the monotonously conventional society
came and went; insidiously aiming to separate; using
all the power in this Universe,
But we still stayed immortally together; profusely
lost in admiring the unfathomable beauty evolved by
Almighty lord; wholesomely oblivious to the mundanely
manipulative vagaries of this planet…
The hideous hooded terrorists came and went;
murderously blasting blissful civilizations with
insurmountable hatred in their souls,
But we still stayed immortally together; seductively
tracing the boundless pores of our bodies; persevering
under the flamboyantly golden Sun; to enrich ourselves
with the true spirit of life…
And the chapters of life and death came and went;
giving birth to infinite; at the same time snatching
billions in their inevitable swirl,
But we still stayed immortally together; taking birth
as many times as this earth was born again; only as
unconquerable lovers….
Nikhil Parekh, 32 years of age, from Ahmedabad, India is a Love Poet and Six-Time World Record Holder for his Poetry with the Limca Book of Records (Only 2nd in Official World Rankings to the Guinness Book of World Records) . He is an author of Poetry Books which include - 1 God , Love versus Terrorism, You die; I die- Love Poems , Life=Death, If you cut a tree; you cut your own mother, The Power of Black, Hide and Seek, Longest Poem written by Parekh - Only as Life, The Womb. These comprise of over 7000 pages of his Poetry in totality .Parekhs Collected Poems have been awarded FEATURED at Scribd (The Worlds largest document sharing website) and his Poetry books have made it into the HOTLIST here - having had over hundreds of thousands of downloads and viewers . His Poetry has had the support and Patronization of several World Leaders which include U.S. President and Nobel Peace Prize Winner Barack Obama & the Queen of England . Parekhs complete poems, poetry books, awards and works can be browsed at : www.nikhilparekh.org or www.nikhilparekh.com
Wow! What a beautiful ode to love…really liked some of the phrases….also the language here is a lot simpler than most of your other poems making the reading so much more enjoyable….
I also would like to reiterate others comments to you in the past…The charm is not just in reading a “Poem” but also in reading the “Poet” and that comes through occasional if not continuous interaction in the form of comments and remarks on other poems as well… while time remains a constraint with all of us.. the art of multitasking does indeed help in over coming this and making the the world of poetry more interactive.
Hope to read, hear and see more from you…
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