You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 14 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

11. I INVITE YOU 

Don’t just see the voluptuous mascara adhering to the eyelashes; the seductive fountain of enticement which lingered on the lids,

I invite you to witness the stupendous beauty in the eyes; the unparalleled empathy they harbored for all fraternity of living kind; instead .

Don’t just see the sleazy color encapsulating tantalizing skin; the vain fairness which spuriously glistened under artificial light,

I invite you to witness the warmth that it provided to every fraternity of religion on earth; the uninhibited compassion it disseminated in impoverished dwindling on bare soil; instead .

Don’t just see the bombastic splash of cheap lipstick exotically kissing the lips; propelling them to look more titillating than the fairies,

I invite you to witness the infernos of invincible passion which they ignited; instilling omnipotent traces of vital life in people well beneath their graves; instead .

Don’t just see the sanctimonious garland of jewels embellishing slender fingers; the gold which attracted the most heinously lecherous towards their baseless opulence,

I invite you to witness the magnanimous help they rendered to those without the most infinitesimal iota of sight; alighted impeccable orphans towards the corridors of a blissful beginning; instead .

Don’t just see the overwhelmingly sensuous oil that besieged bulging muscles; the insurmountable battalion of whistles it evoked; as it entrenched the fairer sex in waves of absolute enthrallment,

I invite you to witness  the formidable resilience which they harbored in their bones; their intrinsically augmenting die hard tenacity to save their motherland; instead .

Don’t just see the pompous scent which cast its lackadaisical essence in the atmosphere; miserably withering to overpower even an inconspicuous whisker of God’s beauty created,

I invite you to witness  the golden shower of persevering perspiration dribbling from the armpits; fostering the spirit of true hard work; the true colors of vivacious life; instead .

Don’t just see the ostentatiously corrupt dye inundating scalp; like a ridiculously shoddy fabric from all sides,

I invite you to witness  the mesmerizing swish of marvelous hair; the happiness which they impregnated in disastrously famished lives; instead .

Don’t just see the nonchalant bombardment of polished slang; the worthless juggernaut of alien accent; in a desperate attempt to catapult above cloud nine,

I invite you to witness the most irrefutably truthful voice of the soul; which annihilated all misery and suffering from planet earth forever; instead .

And don’t just see the unfathomably ludicrous festoon of clothes on the body; slithering pathetically to make an impact more vociferous than torrential  cloudbursts of heavenly rain,

I invite you to witness the most wonderful product of God’s evolution; the sacrosanct and passionately palpitating immortal heart; instead .