Compassionately In love

Nikhil Parekh , ( born August 27 ; 1977 ) from Ahmedabad , India - is a Love Poet and 10 time National Record holder for his Poetry with the Limca Book of Records India , which is India's Best Book of Records , also Ranked 2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of World Records . He is an aut…






I saw her mesmerizing face in the walls; while pouring sizzling tea in my
cup,
Although I soon realized that I was rampantly fantasizing; as the steaming
liquid burnt my skin; spilling over the immaculate material of my trousers.

I saw her magnanimous silhouette in the rocks; while driving my car through
circuitous routes of the valley,
Although I soon realized that it was a figment of my imagination; as the car
swerved violently colliding with the hand rail; overlooking a few thousand
feet into panoramic space.

I saw her jelly blue eyes while walking on each vehicle; while walking through
the congested street,
Although I soon realized that I was dreaming under the sun; as compact cars
whizzed inches from my body; leaving clouds of black smoke for me to inhale.

I saw her honey coated red lips in the wall; as I languidly strolled through
the interiors of the mystical palace,
Although I soon realized that I was out of tangible senses; as I violently
barged against the iron doors; tripping neatly over a jugglery of intricate
furniture.

I saw her dainty feet embedded with jingling bells; as I sat peacefully at the
precarious edge of the bridge,
Although I soon realized that I was drowned in a reverie; as I plummeted down;
losing my stoical composure to blend with the chilly waters of the river.

I saw her ravishing hair flowing in the gentle breeze; as I ruminated on my
past while cooking food,
Although I soon realized that I was romanticizing a bit too much; when eerie
whistle of the pressure cooker inundated my sensitive ears.

I saw her smiling revealing her magnanimous teeth; while playing cricket with
the sun god shining above my head,
Although I soon realized that I was in seventh heaven; when the hard ball
struck me on my chin; giving my face a ghastly black swollen look.

I saw the vivacious outlines of her eyebrows; while writing my examinations,
Although I soon realized that I was wistfully perceiving; when the slender
cane of my professor lashed stringently on my scalp.


I saw her rubicund cheeks embossed with blemishes; while lifting bulky weights
in the gym,
Although I soon realized that I was intensely dreaming in the day; when the
heavy bars landed with an abrupt thud on my chest.

I saw her in part and whole; throughout the monotonous day; in my dreams; and
in every person I met; irrespective of caste and creed,
Yes O! divine creator; you know as well as I do; the only reason behind my
absurd behavior; was that I was compassionately in love.

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