You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 7 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

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24. WHEN I WANDERED THROUGH THE LANE OF LOVE 

 

When I philandered through the winding lanes of the mountain; I encountered an

assemblage of vivacious trees and nimble rabbit,

 

When I strolled through lanes of the dense jungle; I encountered a maze of

cloistered passage along with white water streams,

 

When I audaciously walked through lanes of freezing ice-cream; I encountered

tenacious currents of cold; that made me shiver,

 

When I vehemently transgressed through lanes of roaring fire; I encountered

blistering flames; which almost charred me to inconspicuous ash,

 

When I sedately trespassed through lanes of blossoming flower; I encountered

clusters of humming bee; with a mesmerizing fragrance circumventing my

nostrils,

 

When I skeptically languished through lanes of the mental asylum; I encountered a fleet of barbaric madmen; trying to snatch the last ounce of breath from my persona,

 

When I gleefully floated in the satiny lanes of the cotton clouds; I encountered brilliant sunshine blended with showers of inclement rain,

 

When I loitered aimlessly through sandy lanes of the desert; I encountered

acrimonious heat; sapping the last resources of hidden energy from my body,

 

When I ambled laboriously through sequestered lanes of the gigantic tunnel; I

encountered gruesome darkness that sent uncanny chills down my spine; made me

nostalgically long for sunshine,

 

When I ran at fast pace across lanes of slippery beach sands; I encountered

poignant froth juxtaposed with fiery salt smashing across my eyes,

 

When I gallivanted on horseback through the lanes of the rustic farm; I

encountered the ravishing aroma of corn; listened attentively to the intricate

dribbling of milk from cow teats,

 

When I crawled like a new born child through the lanes of surreal fantasy; I

encountered scores of fairies; a blissful paradise where god resided,

 

When I marched through the lanes of disdainful hatred; I encountered

disparaging corruption; the savage discrimination of my fellow mates,

 

When I pervaded across ghastly lanes of hell in the sky; I encountered satanic

demons relishing blood from dead carcass of humans,

 

When I intransigently marauded through lanes of the underground dungeon; I

encountered hidden gold; with a scorpion occasionally drifting down my neck,

 

When I jogged through crowded lanes of the mundane city; I encountered hostile

traffic; and obnoxious clouds of smoke prompting me to deafeningly sneeze,

 

When I roamed through lanes of illicit crime; I encountered a township of

bloodshed; brutal massacres of the innocent,

 

And eventually when I wandered through the lane of uninhibited love; I hereby

found the perpetual heaven that I was so frantically searching for .