Poetry

1. MY LOVE FOR YOU
More passionate than the beating of my heart; the ferocity with which it throbbed
all day and night,
More faster than the blink of my eye; the revitalizing moisture it provided to my
rotund eyeball,
More vivacious than the hair on my scalp; the speed at which they blew in the
most tumultuous of storm,
More darker than the lines on my palm; which profoundly evolved and portrayed my
destiny to the outside world,
More dense than the blood which flowed through my veins; the grueling agony with
which it extruded out of my skin when I was hurt,
More stronger than the tenacity of my bones; the astronomical resilience which they
displayed in resisting the hostile enemy,
More acerbic than the sharpness of my nails; the poignancy which they depicted
while scraping against the mosquito bites on my skin,
More luscious than the color of my lips; the voluptuous complexion that they
attained when I pursed them seductively with spurts of my saliva,
More pungent than the perspiration that trickled down my nape; the tremors of
excitement generated when I reached the pinnacle of success,
More potent than the lines of poetry which I had embedded till date; the
unfathomable heaps of literature I had produced in the tenure of my life,
More tangy than the flavor in my mouth; the countless numbers of appetizing
delicacies that I had consumed in each phase of the day,
More stupendous than the most fabulous of my dreams; the most wonderful I could
ever have envisaged; while I was awake or fast asleep,
More sensitive than my ability to hear; decipher and crack the most intricate of sound
prevailing in vicinity,
More wild than the most deafening of my speech; the hysterical shouting I
executed when thoroughly provoked,

2. More mystical than the most lankiest of my shadow; the fairies I invited every night
to dine and chat with,
More infinite than the clusters of hair protruding from my scalp and arms; the
millions new which took solid roots every day,
More enchanting than the breath that descended down my nostrils; unsurpassable
number of times in the hour,
More intense than my empathy for any entity; ever living or dead on the trajectory of
this planet, Is my love for you and only you O! beloved .