You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 5 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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17. EXCEPT THE GIRL 

 

The mesmerizing tunes of the voluptuous nightingale; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which emanated from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who came every unfurling minute in my ocean of dreams .

 

The boisterously buzzing tunes of the queen bee; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which diffused from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who tantalized me unrelentingly with the fragrance of her mystical breath .

 

The melodious tunes spiraling handsomely from the delectable piano; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which oozed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who cast an enigmatic spell on each path I tread .

 

The cacophonic tunes of croaking frogs; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which flowed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who left me astoundingly dumbfounded; with the crimson color of her innocuous cheeks .

 

The tunes of tumultuous thunder pouring from sky; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which sky rocketed from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who conjured me into a spell of celestially unending sleep .

 

The treacherously satanic tunes of the monster approaching; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which cascaded from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who maneuvered me into a land of incomprehensibly beautiful fantasy .

 

The vivacious tunes of the giant drum; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which descended from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who granted me the astronomical conviction to confront every aspect of life .

 

The ominous tunes of the hideously hissing snake; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which shot from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who made me feel perpetually young; with insurmountable mischief lingering on her

face .

 

The passionate tunes of the ocean clashing against the rocks were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which dribbled from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who drowned me profusely in the ingratiating aura of her divinely voice .

And the vital tunes of existence on this planet; were heard by everybody,

But the tunes which crept from my breath; were heard by none; except the girl who impregnated new life every second in my impoverished persona; the girl who

infact I proudly called my beloved .