Trust Me
Trust me; and I’ll sacrifice each iota of my blood; to
witness you enchantingly smile,
Trust me; and I’ll bring the resplendent festoon of
stars down on earth; to enlighten each cranny of your
disastrously impoverished life,
Trust me; and I’ll blend all the lecherously heinous
with raw bits of threadbare soil; alleviate your
turbulently estranged life of its bizarre sadness,
Trust me; and I’ll stand like an invincibly towering
fortress beside your side; would behead my scalp but
ensure that not even the most minuscule of enemy;
transgressed against your blissful snores,
Trust me; and I’ll help you pass all your horrendously
cumbersome examinations; propelling you irrefutably to
forever emerge a euphoric winner in life,
Trust me; and I’ll inundate your dolorously drab life
with rhapsodically everlasting fragrance; bring the
most captivating of paradise on your divinely toes,
Trust me; and I’ll wholeheartedly donate all my riches
to your desolate soul; indefatigably carry you upon my
shoulders; till you achieved your ultimate mission in
life,
Trust me; and I’ll be your best friend for infinite
more births of yours yet to unveil; would massacre
even the most infinitesimal trace of sadness; before
it dared to linger near your persona,
Trust me; and I’ll ignite untamed cloudbursts of
desire in your pathetically dreary existence; enrich
each of your dreadfully frightening nightmares; with
optimistic rays of light,
Trust me; and I’ll pacify each of your demands with
every ingredient compassionately inhabiting my scarlet
blood; weeping a countless deaths but never letting
you cry,
Trust me; and I’ll sequester you from the most
mightiest storm and rain; incessantly walking on a
blanket of acrimonious thorns; while you danced in
realms of misty sky,
Trust me; and I’ll flood your every morning with the
heavenly aroma of ebullient happiness; preparing for
you the most ravishing meals of your choice,
Trust me; and I’ll metamorphose each step you tread on
into a mesmerizing cloud of tantalizing satin;
becoming your emphatically poignant voice; whenever
you felt like collapsing on the ground,
Trust me; and I’ll save you from the clutches of the
manipulatively drudged society; liberate you from the
inscrutably crippling repertoire of your fearful
apprehensions,
Trust me; and I’ll construct a castle for you on every
space you cast your impeccable sight; embellish your
queenly countenance with the most majestic jewels;
strewn on this boundless planet,
Trust me; and I’ll perpetually become your beam of
unconquerable hope; everytime you felt you were
inevitably stepping into a land of; hopelessly
debilitating darkness,
Trust me; and I’ll solve the most astoundingly
baffling enigmas of your life; perennially see to it
that you bounced and blossomed into bountiful
radiance; and insatiably enamoring charm,
Trust me; and I’ll wash all your inadvertently sins
with every element of goodness levitating in
atmosphere; make you intransigently float in the ocean
of seductively gorgeous fantasy,
Trust me; and I’ll transform each of your
philanthropic aspirations into a veritable reality;
maneuvering you safely towards unprecedented richness;
even after I relinquished my last breath and died,
Trust me O! Beloved; and I’ll find you the ultimate
love of your splendidly divine life; even though it
forever meant; ruthlessly eliminating mine….
poem by Nikhil Parekh
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