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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Losing my virginity
The rhapsodically untainted leaves; lost their virginity to the tantalizingly draughts of the unstoppably ecstatic and beautifully silken breeze,
The indomitably ferocious Sun; lost its virginity to the evanescent beams of the spell bindingly eclectic and enchantingly blessed dawn,
The triumphantly fertile earth; lost its virginity to the plodding of the vibrantly obstreperous and intrusively adulterated footsteps,
The unassailably glorious mountain peak; lost its virginity to the sensuous wisps of the bountifully bestowing and celestially surreal clouds,
The stupendously undulating sea; lost its virginity to the shimmering sands of the poignantly titillating and handsomely maverick shores,
The magnanimously stupefying night; lost its virginity to the jubilant streaks of the sensuously untamed and inimitably unconquerable white lightening,
The melodiously gurgling throat; lost its virginity to the poignant streams of the irrefutably transparent and seductively slippery spit,
The astoundingly intricate veins; lost their virginity to the life-yielding rivulets of the ubiquitously crimson and blessedly sacrosanct blood,
The royally sculptured palms; lost their virginity to the inexplicable lines of enigmatically eclectic and inevitably mystical destiny lines,
The profoundly fantastic hill-slopes; lost their virginity to the exultating cascade of the blissfully ameliorating and victoriously frosty waterfall,
The altruistically barren paper; lost its virginity to the coherent embellishment of the enthusiastically fulminating and literately majestic sapphire ink,
The unbelievably rubicund lips; lost their virginity to the raging inferno of unstoppably fiery and fervently royal kisses,
The amazingly silver web; lost its virginity to the surreptitiously tingling impression of the unprecedentedly fast and multifariously talented spider,
The exuberantly blossoming rose; lost its virginity to the boisterous body of the rambunctiously raconteur and incessantly chattering bumble bee,
The exhilaratingly curved road; lost its virginity to the wanton cavalcade of the indefatigably buzzing and indiscriminately marauding vehicles,
The ebulliently robust cheeks; lost their virginity to the unabashed swirl of the incongruously unruly and uninhibitedly machismo beard,
The fabulously emollient grassblades; lost their virginity to the beauteous sprinkling of the eternally burgeoning and timelessly golden dewdrops,
The indispensably ardent nostrils; lost their virginity to the unrelenting festoon of the perennially blossoming and undyingly infallible breath,
The timelessly persevering armpits; lost their virginity to the righteous fountain of unflinchingly fragrant and philanthropically egalitarian sweat,
And I; lost my virginity not just for this birth; but for an infinite more births of mine yet to unfurl; to you and no other girl but you in this entire fathomlessly benign Universe; O! pricelessly immortal beloved…
©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Love, Love and only Love
When I was trespassing through the profusely verdant
lawns; I waited for the rain to pelt down in
tumultuous fury; drench every agonized pore of my skin
with mesmerizing globules of water,
When I was wandering through the dungeons; I waited
for the serpent to crawl up my nape; mystically
whisper its tales of ingratiating enchantment into the
chords of my sensitive eardrum,
When I was loitering through the aisles of the
grandiloquent hotel; I waited for my fellow compatriot
waiter to serve me dinner; and invite me
wholeheartedly inside,
When I was lying on the temple doorstep; I waited for
the sacrosanct bells to ring; God's approbations to
the new expeditions of my unveiling life,
When I was digging sandcastles on the shores; I waited
for the tangy waves to engulf me in entirety; catapult
and wholesomely encapsulate in the realms of exuberant
fantasy,
When I was contemplating on the 100th floor of the
colossal edifice; I waited for the conglomerate of
voluptuously seductive clouds to majestically sweep
past my rubicund cheeks,
When I was pathetically strangulated in the monotonous
office; I waited for those moments when I would race
out like a volcano; thump my fists in unprecedented
exhilaration towards blissful carpets of breeze,
When I was tossing in inexplicable nervousness on my
king poster bed; I waited for my revered mother to
give me a peck on my cheek; make me feel like the most
invincible entity on this Universe,
When I was incarcerated by the winds of thunderously
snoring sleep; I waited for unfathomably gorgeous
dreams to perpetuate into my mind; transport me into a
land of insatiable ecstasy,
When I was haplessly brooding over my brutal destiny
on the cold ground; I waited for my mischievous sister
to pummel me in the ribs; make me shrug all
responsibility to be a new born child once again,
When I was on the astronomically mammoth summit of the
mountain; I waited for the first rays of the
Omnipotent Sun to kiss me; completely annihilate even
the most minuscule trace of devil lingering in my
countenance,
When I was in the heart of the jungle; I waited for
the royally undaunted lion to arrive; instill in me
loads of incomprehensible conviction; with just his
single solitary roar,
When I was overwhelmingly tense and frazzled beyond
capacity under the mind-boggling work load; I waited
for a magnanimous yawn; releasing me uninhibitedly
from corridors of desperation,
When I was seated abreast the golden mellow of the
ornate candle; I waited for infinite lines of romantic
poetry to flow in torrential downpours from my
fingers; encompassing all the fragrant beauty
whispering on this planet,
When I was staring unrelentingly towards the cosmos; I
waited for the resplendent moon to arrive; illuminate
the profound darkness of my soul with its festoon of
immaculately shimmering rays,
When I was relentlessly marching on my path to save
dwindling humanity; I waited for blessings to shower
from the sky; to metamorphose my humble mission into a
perpetual reality,
When I was dozing under the gigantic tree; I waited
for the coconut to trip down; pacifying the
traumatized valleys in my throat with its stupendously
rejuvenating water,
When I robustly inhaling and alive; I waited for the
divine light to prudently guide me; engender me to
sacrifice my life for irrefutable justice to every
living kind,
When I was traversing past the morbid graveyard; I
waited for breath to relinquish me in entirety; bond
me forever with my mates sleeping blissfully beneath
the soil,
And when I was in front of my immortal beloved; I
waited for her to say I LOVE YOU, making me entirely
oblivious to the most treacherous of pain on my body;
making me speak, worship; and die for; LOVE, LOVE AND
ONLY LOVE…..
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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My only obsession
When I first met her; I was insatiably crazy about her
eyes; fervently tracing the contours of her poignantly
stopping eyelids with the untamed ardor in my fingers,
While today; they had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I profoundly blended my mind; body and
entire spirit; with their marvelously shimmering river
of ecstatic empathy…..
When I first met her; I was inexorably crazy about her
lips; indefatigably kissing their compassionate
periphery; to ignite fireballs of tantalizing
seduction in the piquantly scarlet streams of my
blood,
While today; they had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I commenced each dawn with exuberant
gusto in my stride; simply by sighting their fiery
redness….
When I first met her; I was insurmountably crazy about
her hair; sailing in their ravishing titillation; to
timelessly escalate to a land above; fabulously
mesmerizing paradise,
While today; they had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I danced in the aisles of serene
contentment; invincibly entrapped in the stupendously
magical entrenchment of their voluptuous softness…..
When I first met her; I was fanatically crazy about
her belly; entangling each pore of my flesh in a wave
of sensuously augmenting delight; as she gyrated under
the magnificently enchanting moonlight,
While today; it had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I caressed its royally gentle softness;
everytime I felt that the frantically wandering world
outside; unsparingly pulverized me to the soil….
When I first met her; I was ardently crazy about her
eyelashes; flirtatiously philandering with her behind
the honey colored hills; as she batted them with
gorgeously bewildering delight,
While today; they had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I perennially slept entirely oblivious
to the treacherous vagaries of this planet; with my
turbulent breath profusely dancing over her;
intriguingly satiny softness….
When I first met her; I was unfathomably crazy about
her palms; salvaging every opportunity to tangily
trace the fathomless battalion of mystical lines;
embedded in their fascinating recess,
While today; they had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I bonded each element of my impoverished
destiny with her; vivaciously euphoric and
rhapsodically bouncing life….
When I first met her; I was stupendously crazy about
her charismatically radiating chin; as I incessantly
pecked her on the same; with winds of tumultuous
compassion circumventing every iota of my ebulliently
trembling countenance,
While today; it had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I replenished my devastatingly
staggering senses; by merely sighting its; robustly
enamoring grace…..
When I first met her; I was unsurpassably crazy about
her reflection; trying to decipher a countless more
births of mine in the eternally unending chapter of
her majestic footsteps,
While today; it had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I erected every anecdote of my
flamboyantly optimistic life with its shades; had no
remorse whatsoever relinquishing my last breath in its
ingratiating shimmering….
When I first met her; I was incomprehensibly crazy
about her breath; relentlessly trying to capsize every
puff of scented air that she exhaled; in the
indigently destitute essence of my pathetic existence,
While today; it had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I found myself blessed with all the
happiness on this boundless planet; rhythmically
tracing the cadence of its everlastingly enticing
swirl….
And when I first met her; I was intransigently crazy
about her heartbeats; passionately discerning their
marvelously pristine propensity; embracing her in the
incorrigible grip of my famished arms,
While today; they had become my irrefutable and only
obsession; as I handsomely bonded with their immortal
tenacity to exist; felt the richest man alive; each
time she granted me love; each time she granted me the
most unequivocally priceless gift to survive….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Swimming Pool
The crystal water looked marvelously blue,
shining like a glowworm in the infectious moonlight,
filled in a hexagon tank lined with pure sandstone,
with,
stainless metal slides converging down from amazing
heights,
long strips of diving board for a headlong plunge,
crisscrossed threads of netlon bifurcating it into
equal halves,
large injections of disinfectant added at fixed
intervals of time,
cozy changing rooms stacked with luxury towel,
mega perfume canisters for swimming in ecstasy,
inflated circular rings of rubber for wading through
the deep,
an ambience of pine tree and sprawling lawn proved
more than conducive,
the swimming pool was a treat to the eye in blistering
heat of the summer
month.
i couldn't resist any further,
waves of exhilaration dismantled sensible imagery,
as i clambered short rungs of the steep ladder,
gave a shrill scream, relishing thoroughly the icy
waters,
after plummeting 50 feet down from,
the ergonomically sculptured diving board.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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