When I sighted it standing over the celestial body of sun; it appeared profoundly dazzling shimmering in the vibrant rays,
When I sighted it from the iridescent land of moon; it glistened enchantingly propagating ramifications of congeniality,
When I sighted it from pinnacle of the lanky mountain; it appeared blissfully panoramic; thoroughly enlightening the pallid atmosphere,
When I sighted it from the fetid gutter philandering through the obnoxious sewage; it looked all the more enticing; incarcerating me with waves of jubilation,
When I sighted it sitting solitarily on the temple steps; it appeared as sacrosanct as omnipotent God,
When I sighted it riveted to my seat belt in the inexorably speeding car; it looked prominently distinct amidst hazy outlines of the obscure countryside,
When I sighted it through the candle flame; it looked as innocuous as an untainted angel,
When I sighted it from between rustling branches of the jungle tree; it appeared as pellucid as the scintillating mirror in the ambience of torrential thunderstorm,
When I sighted it riding on bare horseback; it looked magnanimous in the backdrop of paddy fields,
When I sighted it from the charcoal laden speeding train; it appeared as immaculate as the silver oyster in the clouds of venomous black smoke,
When I sighted it from swanky interiors of the blaring discotheque; it looked as sagacious as the newborn child,
When I sighted it while snoozing under the sequestered blankets; it appeared as vivid as the resplendent rainbow,
When I sighted it standing on the corrupt politician's dais; it looked as loyal as the beheaded martyr,
When I sighted it while traversing on sweat soaked grass; it appeared as astounding as globules of water pelting from the sky,
When I sighted it from within the brutal murderer's den; it looked as impeccable as frosty cow milk,
When I sighted it from a thousand feet beneath the cloistered earth; it appeared as vivacious as the flames of crackling fire,
When I sighted it from within the irrevocably forlorn dead coffin; it looked robust and exuberantly gyrating with life,
When I sighted it from within the interiors of a sunken ship; it appeared as glorious as the monumental whale,
When I sighted it while ambling on the island of pernicious hell; it looked like a fairy having just taken bath in mountain water,
It had presented itself as stupendously flawless; no matter where I attempted sighting it from; the creator in the cosmos called it love; while we had gone one step further christening it as immortal love .
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You die; I die - Love Poems - Part 6
PoetryThis Book which has 50 differently titled Poems , is actually Part 6 of the Book titled - You die; I die - Love Poems ( 1600 pages ) . Poems symbolizing the immortality of love and at times its fickleness. Parekh takes the reader through a paradise...
