What is a poem?

[nikhilparekh]

A poem is; an everlasting ocean of poignant empathy;
that envelops you in winds of insatiable euphoria and
tantalizingly rhapsodic caress,

A poem is; a marvelous compilation of majestic art;
cascading like the most opulent river of happiness; in
your times of morbidly murderous gloom,
A poem is; a cloudburst of tumultuously piquant
emotions; forever and irrefutably ensuring that; you
kept gallivanting ahead with the delectably pristine
ardor of life,

A poem is; a fathomless canvas of vivacious color and
ingratiating charm; deluging every cranny of your
ludicrously impoverished existence; with all
mesmerizing goodness; stupendously overpowering the
atmosphere,

A poem is; a wave of glorious royalty that
romantically sweeps across your dreary nerves every
dawn; titillates you into fireballs of untamed
imagination; all throughout the fabric of the
voluptuously enchanting night,

A poem is; the most grandiloquentl y flaming epitome of
triumph; harboring you in its invincible belly of
endless fantasy; nourishing each iota of your blood;
like a sacrosanct mother,

A poem is; a boisterously humming bee of ecstatic
jubilation; diffusing the profound sweetness of
mystical existence; on whichever path you chose to
philanthropica lly tread,

A poem is; an unfathomable myriad of enigmatic
undulations; intriguingly weaving through
unsurpassable joy and inexplicable gloom in life;
alike,

A poem is; the most embellished form of written
expression; catapulting you to infinite kilometers
above the divinely conglomerate of celestial clouds;
to bask in the unprecedented glory of priceless
learning,

A poem is; an incomprehensib le mountain of intrepid
philosophy; the most turbulently ebullient portrayal
of the mind; body and blissfully philandering soul,

A poem is; a symbol of ubiquitous harmony; uniting
civilizations irrespective of caste; creed or color
from all across the fathomless planet; in its
invincible blanket of humanity; alike,

A poem is; an unequivocal path of righteousness that
transpires you to wholeheartedly pursue your gorgeous
curtain spread of benevolent dreams; your spice to
passionately embrace life and lifeless sleep;
romantically and alike,

A poem is; an unrelenting thunderbolt of perennial
desire; encapsulating your diabolically dwindling
bones; with the eternal fervor to exhilaratedly leap
forward in vibrant life,

A poem is; the sacrosanct constituent of a writers
imagination; his intransigent propensity and heavenly
fodder; to compassionatel y lead a countless more
exotic lives,

A poem is; a boundlessly ardent craving for harmonious
bliss to impregnably descend; incarcerating all those
disastrously devastated; with the incredulously
ingratiating melody in its rhythm,

A poem is; a resplendently twinkling sky of perpetual
yearning; showering its rain of unparalleled
enthusiasm; upon every quarter of this earth; besieged
with horrifically debilitating darkness,

A poem is; a magical whirlpool of fervently diffusing
breath; that instills Omnipotent life; even in the
most languidly ungainly and satanically maimed,

A poem is; a tantalizingly seducing princess;
grandiloquentl y culminating into a mist of fascinating
desire and astoundingly bountiful grace; on every iota
of space; she blessedly blended with,

Over and above all; A poem is; the innermost
fulmination of the immortally throbbing heart;
transcending well above the boundaries of
conventionally parasitic form; rule and structure;
every true artists desire to take indefatigably breath
for; abnegating his last trace of life for it; only to
rejoice with it perpetually in realms of Omnipresent
heaven….

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