Nikhil Parekh

(27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

when in deep sleep

When in deep sleep you seemed like an immaculate angel; breathing
heavily with
incoherent sounds emanating from your semi open lips,
While the instant you awakened; you pummeled your fists against the
clenched your teeth in indignation.
When in deep sleep you seemed to be profoundly oblivious to your
with your lids firmly agglutinated to your eyeball,
While the instant you awakened; you cast a series of despicable looks;
castigating me severely for the inconspicuous smudges aligning the
When in deep sleep you changed positions umpteenth times in a minute;
your clothes strewn in a disheveled heap,
While the instant you awakened you stringently made sure that I sat up
straight without flinching the least; the attire that I wore was neatly
creased and meticulously ironed.
When in deep sleep you mystically smiled; perhaps envisaging the
fairies in
the cosmos; with an enchanting glow encompassing your facial contours,
While the instant you awakened you were crimson with anger; rebuked me
for not
scrupulously washing my face.
When in deep sleep you inadvertently caressed my hair; fondling with my
as if admiring their pudgy softness,
While the instant you awakened you were aghast at being late for
slapped me hard for not braiding my hair.
When in deep sleep you unwittingly uttered all those things stored well
your heart; vanquishing all apprehensions that engulfed your
While the instant you awakened you started manipulating the words to
refrained from giving me the tiniest of insinuation.
When in deep sleep you sometimes walked innocuously; languishing in the
of romantic fantasy,
While the instant you awakened you uncouthly barked orders for a cup of
splashed the same on the walls when it was not sizzling to the
temperature you
When in deep sleep you wriggled inside the cozy delights of your quilt;
blissfully exploring the moisture beneath the pillow you slept,
While the instant you awakened you threw aside the covers in intense
infuriation; frantically searching for your radiant watch and
When in deep sleep you unconsciously laughed; when I poked a thin blade
grass in your ears; gave me a celestial smile,
While the instant you awakened you barked a volley of abashing
condemning me for not polishing your shoes.
When in deep sleep you were the perfect husband for whom I had heaps of
adulation; while the instant you awakened I had lost all reverence for
As I wished and prayed fervently to the almighty; to transform you like
way you were 'WHEN IN DEEP SLEEP'. 

Submitted: Sunday, August 17, 2014

Topic(s): poetry

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