You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 3 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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5. TO WIN HER HEART 

 

When I tried to reach her climbing perseveringly on the ladder; poking my head out embarrassingly; after reaching the 9th floor,

She gave me an obnoxious stare; thrusted the broomstick on my face; sending me hurtling down on the ground; petrified to the last bone of my spine.

 

When I tried to reach her in my private helicopter; hovering it at inches from her bedroom window,

She scornfully hurled disdainful pints off vanity powder at me; thoroughly blinding me; the aftermath of which caused me to crash land in the wilderness.

 

When I tried to reach her masquerading my voice like a female; attempting to fool her on the telephone,

She instantaneously deciphered my tone; barked a volley of malicious expletives at me; before ruthlessly banging down the receiver.

 

When I tried to reach her in my swanky car; pretentiously blowing its bombastic horn outside her door,

She mercilessly emptied the garbage can on my bonnet; left me in open mouthed consternation; with flies and cockroaches from the sewage crawling all over my body.

 

When I tried to reach her; sending her flowery letters; embossed with romantic lines which I had copied from the Shakespeare,

She had a hearty laugh after browsing through the same; snapped it into infinite fragments; throwing it into the remotest corner of her dustbin.

 

When I tried to reach her via the internet; sending her a greeting card; studded with outlines of shimmering silver,

She transferred the same into the trash can simply viewing my name; let alone reading the first alphabet of the electronic message.

 

When I tried to reach her on a horse; gallivanting effeminately in the vicinity of her residence,

She whispered to her friends to shoo me away; which they executed with supreme efficiency; pelting me with their shoes; and whatever rotten piece of junk that came across their hands.

 

When I tried to reach her through a diamond set; transferring the same into her jurisdiction alongwith a scintillating necklace of white pearls,

She envisaged me to be a rich mans son; distributed the beads amongst the beggars howling on the streets; after scrupulously entangling them from the strings.

 

When I tried to reach her through television; stylishly proclaiming her name; as well as announcing a reward to anyone who would bring her alive to me,

She was appalled at my maniacal tendencies; set the police hot on my trail; for pertinently blackmailing her.

 

While it was only when I reached her empty handed; barged through the door of her house in front of the unconventional society, audaciously blurted out "I love you; looking deeply into her eyes,

That I was able to "WIN HER HEART" as she now perceived that I really loved her; wanted to imprison her forever in the vice like grip of my romance.