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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Complete
Even if infinite eyes of mine made a single blind
person see; I would consider my life to be endowed,
Even if infinite ears of mine made a single deaf
person hear; I would consider my life blissfully
divine,
Even if infinite legs of mine made a single maimed
person run; I would consider my life higher than the
sacrosanct skies,
Even if infinite smiles of mine made a single orphan
oblivious to the definition of pain; I would consider
my life richer than all wealth assimilated on this
planet,
Even if infinite voices of mine made a single dumb
person speak; I would consider my life to be as
celestial as the dancing fairies,
Even if infinite muscles of mine made a single
deprived person strong; I would consider my life in
perfect synchronization with the divine master who had
created it,
Even if infinite teeth of mine made a single old
person scrupulously chew his meals; I would consider
my life achieving the ultimate it had been created
for,
Even if infinite hair of mine made a single shivering
person regain his warmth; I would consider my life
more tenacious than any storm,
Even if infinite shadows of mine made a single person
brutally widowed find a home; I would consider my life
as sacred as the lap of my heavenly mother,
Even if infinite salutes of mine made a single person
shamefully slithering on the ground feel like a king;
I would consider my life the most cherished gift
wandering on this Universe,
Even if infinite tears of mine made a single satanic
person accept the chapter of humanity; I would
consider my life a beautiful flower whose essence
never withers,
Even if infinite fantasies of mine made a single mad
person wholesomely blissful; I would consider my life
a paradise on which the angels tread,
Even if infinite tunes of mine made a single lost
person remember his impeccable childhood; I would
consider my life more privileged than countless more
births to unveil,
Even if infinite droplets of my blood made a single
wounded person bounce back to euphoric life; I would
consider my life to be the most treasured gold on this
fathomless earth,
Even if infinite days of mine made a single slaved
person see brilliantly infallible beams of sunlight; I
would consider my life in splendid harmony with the
marvelous fruits of mother nature,
Even if infinite kisses of mine made a single
lecherous person savor the goodness of care; I would
consider my life bereft of the tiniest of acrimonious
thorn,
Even if infinite hearts of mine made a single
monotonous person love; I would consider myself more
blessed than the saints meditating for years in
obsolete wilderness,
And if infinite breaths of mine made a single dead
person rhapsodically galloping under the sky and fully
alive; I would consider my life more marvelous than
Omnipotent spirit of existence and COMPLETE
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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402.
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Countless Lives
It takes countless droplets of liquid to fill the
empty bucket; grant its disdainfully dilapidated
persona the stature of heavenly water,
It takes countless beams of sunlight to stringently
fumigate the entire planet; deluge a myriad of
shattered lives with rays of optimistic hope and
blissful happiness,
It takes countless streams of crimson blood; to make
the body celestially function; surge forward with
unsurpassably arduous vigor in life,
It takes countless pinches of golden sands; to evolve
the awe-inspiring and colossally magnificent royal
desert,
It takes a countless battalion of voluptuously
swirling waves; to evolve the boundlessly majestic and
saline ocean,
It takes countless alphabets to write a book;
mystically portray the spirit of adventure lingering
perpetually for fathomless times to unveil,
It takes countless steps of overwhelming tenacity; to
reach the astronomically towering pinnacle of gigantic
mountain,
It takes countless roots embedded formidably under
loose soil; to form an incomprehensibly tall and
brazenly Oligarchic tree,
It takes countless blades of seductively green grass;
to evolve a fathomlessly mesmerizing and divinely
meadow,
It takes countless number of blood stained tears; to
achieve what you really want in currently treacherous
existence,
It takes countless petals of poignantly scented
flower; to evolve a harmoniously synchronized and
grandiloquent garland,
It takes a countless artillery of articulate bones; to
dexterously manipulate the intricate movements of
robustly transgressing human body,
It takes countless seconds of the rhythmically ticking
clock; before the austerely blazing fireball of Sun;
actually unfurls into the heart of the stupendously
enchanting night,
It takes countless births before we actually dream of
taking birth as insurmountably blessed man; having the
privilege of being crowned the most superior in the
fraternity of living kind,
It takes countless dreams and an unfathomable ocean of
relentless fantasy; before waking up in absolute
tranquil harmony at the crack of ephemeral dawn,
It takes countless hours of indefatigable turmoil; to
achieve unprecedented corridors of meticulous
perfection,
It takes countless draughts of exuberant air; to
metamorphose the diminutively burning candle into an
incredulously handsome fire escalating unstoppably
towards bits of blue sky,
It takes countless days of innocuous childhood; to
mature and harness into professional youth,
And it takes countless lives to find the sacrosanct
love of your heart; the love that makes you feel
immortally breathing; the love that imparts in you an
irrevocable desire; to be forever alive
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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403.
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Crack
In order to crack the enigmatic puzzle; I used the
most stupendously intricate arenas of my brain,
In order to crack the obdurate nut; I used the
astronomical tenacity of my teeth,
In order to crack the astoundingly gloomy silence; I
used my stringently piercing voice,
In order to crack the insurmountably hazy night; I
used my twin paired crystalline eyesight,
In order to crack spurious sadness ominously hovering
around; I used my amicably compassionate smile,
In order to crack the incorrigibly bellicose brick; I
used my fists plummeting like a thunderbolt; on its
wretched periphery,
In order to crack the astutely austere corporate
tycoon; I used frugal amounts of sly wit; circulating
more mystically than the clouds in my blood,
In order to crack the diabolically freezing evening; I
used my palms voraciously against the rocks; to
generate unsurpassable loads of seductive heat,
In order to crack utter hopelessness; I used the
invincible muscle impregnated euphorically in my
bones,
In order to crack the ingenious idea; I used my
inherent skill of profusely intense concentration,
In order to crack the yawn; I used my unfathomable
treasury of will power to rise up to the occasion of
pragmatic survival,
In order to crack inexplicably treacherous destiny; I
used my spirit of fathomless adventure to confront the
acrimonious world,
In order to crack pain; I used my lids to drink back
my prolifically dribbling river of traumatized tears,
In order to crack the bottle; I used my nails to
adroitly unleash the insurmountably serrated steel
cap,
In order to crack the pathway of horrendous dirt; I
used my royally sparkling pool of saliva,
In order to crack the majestically enchanting
painting; I used my adroitly slender conglomerate of
fingers,
In order to crack dismally mind boggling poverty; I
used all the wealth I had assimilated till date; in
the tenure of my short life,
In order to crack the chapter of inevitably precious
existence; I used my exuberant mountain of Omnipotent
breath,
And in order to crack the love of my ultimate dreams;
I used the inner most realms of my passionately
thundering heart; which shot its beats infinite
kilometers above the sky; as each second unfurled
itself into the fabulously blossoming spectrum called
romance
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Cravings
When I lay languidly sprawled on a king poster
bed; emollient with a scent of
mesmerizing rose,
There was an insatiable craving in the body to sleep.
When I came in proximity with an appetizing meal of
cold salad; blended with
sea petrel,
There were irresistible cravings in the starved bowels
to eat.
When there hung an immaculate bandanna at right angles
to my vision,
There developed an inevitable craving to expurgate my
nostrils; and sneeze.
When I saw white water tumbling down the undulating
mountain,
There arose unfathomable cravings in my persona to
stand beneath it; and
bathe.
When I came in lethal confrontation with a cluster of
venomous snake,
There was an indispensable craving in my legs; to
gallop at rollicking pace and
flee.
When I alighted the majestically strong demeanour of a
race stallion,
There was a ubiquitous craving in my mind; to traverse
the race course at
swashbuckling speed.
When I jumped aboard the ship; into sapphire waters of
the fathomless ocean,
There were desperate cravings that proliferated in my
body; to swim.
When my fellow counterparts tyrannized me; victimizing
me as the subject of
ludicrous laughter,
There arose sporadic cravings in my tongue to
stringently retaliate.
When I was on the verge of freezing in chilly winds of
arctic winter,
There arose profound cravings to burn a grandiloquent
fire; and warm my numb
feet.
When I was chased by a striped leopard in dense
camouflage of the jungle,
There was an overwhelming craving to clamber up the
tree; and hide in the
myriad of branches.
When I walked bedraggled; through silver soil of the
scorched desert,
There was an ingratiating craving for sipping cool
water; thereby sustaining
precious life.
When there were stacks of resplendent gold lying
unguarded on the solitary
street,
There were intractable cravings to permeate through
the heap; and pilfer.
When one of my siblings left prematurely for his
heavenly abode,
There were nostalgic cravings in the eyes to sob
hysterically and emit water.
And when the ethereal shadow of my beloved unveiled in
entirety; before my
silhouette,
There was an intransigent craving in my lips to kiss
her; and love.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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