You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 6 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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37. LOVE PERPETUALLY 

 

Run exuberantly and with such unprecedentedly untamed exhilaration in every conceivable of your veins today; as perhaps there might not be even the most diminutive insinuation of brilliant tomorrow; to run once again,

 

Sing tirelessly and generating such ebulliently unfathomable enchantment in the dolorously decrepit atmosphere today; as perhaps there might not be even the most infinitesimal unfurling of optimistic tomorrow; to sing once again,

 

Work indefatigably and with such unsurpassable ardor in each globule of your endlessly dribbling sweat today; as perhaps there might not be even the most

inconspicuous horizon of enlightening tomorrow; to work once again,

 

Fantasize unrelentingly and with such extreme enthusiasm in every ingredient of your brain today; as perhaps there might not be even the most ethereal unraveling of spell binding tomorrow; to fantasize once again,

 

Philander unceasingly and with such unparalleled gusto through the landscapes of resplendently panoramic nature today; as perhaps there might not be even the

most minuscule mention of unflinching tomorrow; to philander once again,

 

Smile unlimitedly and with such stupendously fervent yearning in the rubicund periphery of your lips today; as perhaps there might not be even the most evanescent

ray of inimitable tomorrow; to smile once again,

 

Achieve inexorably and with such ecstatically insatiable temerity in every of your valiant bones today; as perhaps there might not be even the most frigid shadow of celestial tomorrow; to achieve once again,

 

Discover unstoppably and with such profoundly unconquerable euphoria in every ingredient of scarlet blood that flowed handsomely through your veins today; as perhaps there might not be even the most obsolete feather of royal tomorrow; to discover once again,

 

Learn unhindered and with such Omnipotently untainted diligence in your soul today; as perhaps there might not be even the most wastrel innuendo of bountiful

tomorrow; to learn once again,

 

Triumph impregnably and with such blazingly fearless patriotism in your conscience today; as perhaps there might not be even the most dilapidated shell of heavenly tomorrow; to triumph once again,

 

Concentrate irrevocably and with such fathomlessly blessing dedication today; as perhaps there might not be even the most cloistered realm of majestic tomorrow; to concentrate once again,

 

Donate philanthropically and with such altruistically impeccable godliness today; as perhaps there might not be even the most disappearing caress of priceless tomorrow; to donate once again,

 

Mesmerize eloquently and with such victoriously magnetic sensuousness today; as perhaps there might not be even the most inane burgeoning of blazing tomorrow; to mesmerize once again,

 

Sleep tranquilly and with such compassionately invincible coziness in your countenance today; as perhaps there might not be even the most fugitive complexion of benevolent tomorrow; to sleep once again,

 

Joke inexhaustibly and with such unequivocally bounteous freedom in every nerve of your persona; as perhaps there might not be even the most ephemeral voice of dazzling tomorrow; to joke once again,

 

Express poignantly and with such artistically undaunted effusiveness in every element of your visage today; as perhaps there might not be even the most transient sunrise of flamboyant tomorrow; to express once again,

 

Flirt tantalizingly and with such boundlessly overpowering rapaciousness behind the honey draped hills today; as perhaps there might not be the even the most shimmering iota of insuperable tomorrow; to flirt once again,

 

Breathe an infinite billion times and with such unimaginable greed in your nostrils today; as perhaps there might not be even the most vagabond speck of miraculous tomorrow; to breath once again,

 

But Love perpetually and with the inferno of uncontrollably effulgent desire towering slowly and slowly to an unassailably fantastic crescendo; as by the grace of Omnipresent Almighty Lord; for love there were not only an infinite more undefeated tomorrows; but an infinite glorious poetic rhymes; an infinite heavens of benign paradise; an infinite more immortal lives .