You Die; I Die - Love Poems - Part 4 by Nikhil Parekh - HTML preview

36. GRAVE PROBLEMS  

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to bathe; scrupulously scrub every pore of your nimble skin; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to speak; vehemently inundate the silent granaries of the atmosphere with your obstreperously indignant voice; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to admire; tirelessly hum praises about Natures enthrallingly bountiful gifts; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to joke; sadistically tyrannize all those disparagingly suffering with your unceremoniously cacophonic guffaws; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to blaze; unflinchingly brandish the most supreme tips of swords on your belly; every once

in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to manipulate; astutely extract the optimum benefit from conceivably every echelon of the

society; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to flirt; philander with ten titillating vixens at a single time; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to sleep; thunderously perpetuate the celestial air with your never-ending snores; every

once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to wink; cavort beyond the realms of infinite infinity with alien seductresses; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to triumph; blisteringly gallop past the boundaries of castrated malice; every once in 24

hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to eat; monstrously deluge the inexorably rapacious tank of your stomach with the

most tantalizing of delicacies; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to innovate; intrepidly evolve a civilization of unfathomably fascinating intrigue; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to brush; punctiliously cleanse the periphery of your already scintillating teeth; every

once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to astoundingly memorize; cram spell binding lines of literature and mathematics to the most unprecedented of your capacity; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to walk; mercilessly pulverize fathomless molecules of holistic mud as you marched;

every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to mesmerize; stupendously enchant every cranny of this Universe with your inborn talents; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to splurge; lasciviously proclaim your overwhelming affluence to the entire planet outside;

every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to drink wine; insatiably inebriate even the most ethereally oblivious of your senses with vivid elixirs; every once in 24 hours,

There was not the slightest of problem at all if you didn’t remember to breathe; greedily trying to capture every speck of air in the atmosphere into your lungs;

every once in 24 hours,

But there were grave problems; infact there were the most treacherous apocalypses of extinction waiting to devour you; there were the most sinister hell’s of deceitful lies and preposterously decaying chicanery waiting to rip you apart into a countless pieces; if you didn’t love an infinite times in a single day; diffuse its Immortal essence to one and all of your kind; ubiquitously alike .