I Wanted You To Live For A Thousand Centuries

Reads: 53  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 03, 2018

A A A | A A A

Submitted: May 03, 2018

A A A

A A A


I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every century unfolding; having a million years,
The smile on your luscious lips profoundly enlightening the pallid atmosphere.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every year unleashing; having a million months,
The charisma of your immaculate demeanor; incarcerating me thoroughly in its divine grace.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every month unveiling; having a million fortnights,
The empathy in your intricate eyes; making me oblivious to this monotonous world.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every fortnight releasing; having a million weeks,
The fragrance of your silhouette; tickling my conscience with inevitable strokes of attraction.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every week blossoming; having a million days,
The overwhelming melody in your voice inundating the atmosphere with supreme rhapsody; putting me to celestial sleep.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every day ripening; having a million hours,
The mystical aura of your blissful presence; entrenching me in entirety; catapulting me into surreptitious realms of heaven.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every hour passing; having a million minutes,
The tenderness of your silken touch; making me exorbitantly realize that I was alive.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every minute discharging; having a million seconds,
The satiny cascade of your tantalizing hair; encompassing every arena of my body.

I wanted you to live for a thousand centuries; with every second zipping; by having a million passionate breaths,
The throbbing of your heart amalgamating with mine; making me practically invincible from all sides.

I wouldn't mind if all fantasies of my life miserably failed; but it my humble plea to you O! Omnipresent creator,
To convert this fantasy of mine into a perpetual reality; Bonding us together for times and centuries immemorial.


© Copyright 2018 Nikhil Parekh. All rights reserved.