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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Hands
Hands can spin webs of magic,
some hands can sketch artistically,
some write in majestic fashion,
some can covert molten wax into jeweled statue,
some can rotate pointed spindles,
some can juggle multiple balls at a time,
some can compose exquisite poetry,
some chop living tree with axe,
some can swim through tidal currents,
some can repair dilapidated machinery,
some can create electronic toys,
some plough brown fields of undulating mud,
some distribute amenities of life,
some drive speedy race automobile,
some prepare delicious fodder for survival,
some can excavate oil from tunnels of earth,
some can stitch firmly loose fragments of cloth,
some can dance to beats of high pitched music,
some perform intricate surgery of heart,
some can play enthusing cricket,
some play masterly games of chess,
so far, so good,
but there are hands coated with blood,
stubby fingers, unshaven hair,
merciless disposition, brutal force,
waiting to dismantle all the good,
tearing apart to complete shambles,
blissful personalities from earth like mine.
these constitute what we call,
hands of MOTHER DESTINY.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Happy B’day to India’s most fascinating Business Magician-Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani…
Happy B’day to India’s most fascinating Business Magician-Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani…
Happy B’day to India’s most fascinating Business Magician-Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani…(Written on the momentous occassion of his 50th Birthday celebrations on April 19,2007)
Just a sideways glace at his fierily expressive eyes was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to fathom the extraordinarily unique from bits of limpid nothingness’,
Just a sideways glance at his majestically creased forehead was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to timelessly relish every bit of royal goodness on planet divine’,
Just a sideways glance at his ardently emotive eyebrows was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to zealously jog forward in the profound fervor of enigmatic life’,
Just a sideways glance at his unflinchingly phlegmatic footsteps was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to befit a legacy which was considered to be the most unconquerable of all our times’,
Just a sideways glance at his innocuously poignant lips was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to timelessly spell a boundless ocean of realistic dreams in a world otherwise swamped by prejudiced war’,
Just a sideways glance at his astoundingly sensitive ears was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to rise to the most obscure shreds of creativity around; like a magician always euphorically rising to the spirit of newness’,
Just a sideways glance at his uninhibitedly sculpted fingers was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to add a perpetual sparkle to even the most mundanely squandering of destinies’,
Just a sideways glance at his regally jostling palms was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to harness the bestest elements of space around into an invincible empire of prosperous togetherness’,
Just a sideways glance at his effervescently brimming shadow was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to dream beyond the horizons of time; and yet pay true homage to the priceless parents, God and soil which had created it’,
Just a sideways glance at his honestly philanthropic shoulders was enough to convey—that they were ‘born to tower taller than the skies in the face of disaster -and forever bear fruit to the dreams of a billion indians’,
Just a sideways glance at his inexhaustibly upright spine was enough to convey—that they it was ‘born to lead this great country to only infallible success in every department and direction that a living organism could ever conceive’,
Just a sideways glance at his perseveringly sculpted chin was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to rest its outlines only upon the tracks of benevolently charmed victory till as long as life pumped in the veins’,
Just a sideways glance at his fervently cascading breath was enough to convey—that it was ‘born to metamorphose each impossible into a pragmatic paradise of possibles with the blessings of his parents and lord divine’,
And whilst all this just happened sideways-I just kept wondering and wondering and wondering as to what’d happen when I savor the honor of meeting India’s most fascinating business magician Eye to Eye—as that’d be one of the most enlightening moments of my life,
Till then, here’s wishing ‘Mr. Mukesh Dhirubhai Ambani’ via this poem written on the impoverished paper of my heart, a very happy and celestially blessed birthday which brings to the fore every unfinished desire of his bountiful soul and life…
©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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He was every person's Creator
For every bird gruesomely killed; he had the power to
create infinite more fledglings,
For every river dried miserably to a trickle; he had
the power to create infinite oceans,
For every tree brutally chopped to the ground; he had
the power to create infinite forests,
For every eye inadvertently blinded; he had the power
to create infinite with sight,
For every satanic night taking a complete stranglehold
on light; he had the power to create infinite
brilliant days,
For every tongue which was disdainfully dumb; he had
the power to create infinite mouths which could speak
and shout,
For every iota of currency furtively stolen; he had
the power to create infinite banks looming high and
handsome till the heavens,
For every couple who was childless and rendered
cruelly unable to procreate; he had the power to
create infinite more households bustling with a
battalion of toddlers,
For every brain that was wholesomely exhausted; he
had the power to create infinite intelligent minds,
For every child disastrously orphaned on the streets;
he had the power to create infinite families complete
in all respects,
For every blade of grass mercilessly trampled; he had
the power to create infinite meadows of lush green
crop,
For every skeleton lying disdainfully buried under the
coffin; he had the power to create infinite bodies;
dancing about in robust health and thunderous fervor,
For every scalp that was balder than the egg; he had
the power to create infinite strands of shimmering
hair,
For every life lost unwittingly during the tumultuous
earthquake; he had the power to create infinite more
souls as Kings,
For every slave bound wretchedly to gleaming chains;
he had the power to create infinite crusaders to break
open the shackles,
For every throat that was dangerously thirsty; he had
the power to create infinite mouths slavering with
excess water,
For every watch that had abruptly relinquished to
function; he had the power to create infinite clocks
ticking at electric speeds,
For every Albino engulfed entirely with a coat of
appalling pink skin; he had the power to create
infinite beauties with the most charismatic of flesh,
For every house that had been diabolically pulverized
to raw dust during war; he had the power to create
infinite palaces; blended profusely with glittering
gold and silver,
For every demon wandering at will on this earth; he
had the power to create infinite angels to valiantly
defend the world,
For every heart pathetically broken; he had the power
to create and bind infinite having just taken birth,
His power to create was simply unprecedented; his
process of evolution was simply boundless and beyond
the most unimaginable degree of comprehension; and
that is why he was not only mine; BUT EVERY PERSON'S
ALMIGHTY CREATOR
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Hearts
The heart of crystalline egg shell; lies in life bestowing yellow yolk,
The heart of a fortified brick wall; lies in the amalgamated stone,
The heart of slippery spider; lies in satiny threads of its web,
The heart of tubular body bone; lies in amounts of calcium it impregnates,
The heart of colossal ocean; lies in the intense fervor of salt it possesses,
The heart of humming bee; lies in sumptuous stacks of honey inhabiting the
apiary,
The heart of a thoroughbred stallion; lies in its majestically muscled angular
leg,
The heart of a tortoise; lies in obdurate covering of its shell,
The heart of an automobile; lies in its proficiency to adeptly brake,
The heart of a postman; lies in philanthropic bundles of letter's awaiting to be
delivered,
The heart of a venomous mosquito; lies in frugal vials of sting circulating
through its persona,
The heart of a light bulb; lies in bare currents of electricity regulating its
radiance,
The heart of brackish mud; lies in its prowess to produce fertile crop,
The heart of succulent grass; lies in profound coatings of chlorophyll imparted
by sun,
The heart of a four poster bed; lies in silken sponge which can instill celestial
siesta,
The heart of golden butter; lies in unprecedented calories secretly imprisoned,
The heart of the inflated python; lies in its invincible power to strangulate
innocent prey,
The heart of shabbily attired clouds; lies in gallons of rain about to plummet
down,
The heart of scintillating stone; lies in its transparence under brilliant rays of
light,
The heart of the iron clad sailing ship; lies in its dogmatic vigor to wade through stormy
waters,
The heart of a tribal cow; lies in freshly extracted pails of virgin milk,
The heart of eloquent speech; lies in the fleshy organ of tongue encompassed by
mouth,
The heart of ravishing food;
lies in flatulence that inevitably develops a few seconds after consumption,
The heart of a famished dog; lies in piquant slices of raw meat,
The heart of a musician; lies solely in the mesmerizing cadence of voice,
The heart of a fanatic lover; lies captivated by the person he adores,
The heart of a tall edifice; lies in the stolidity of its deep dug foundation,
The heart of the jungle; lies in the enigmatic river trespassing through its
interiors,
The heart of the nightingale; lies in enchanting tunes emanating from its beak,
The heart of the mountain; lies in gigantic tunnels embedded with boisterous
lava,
The heart of unsolicited beauty; lies in supreme simplicity,
The heart of the diabolical demon; lies in clusters of his menacing teeth,
And the heart of all humans lies in; sources of opulence; the person whom
they love;
and the deity they ardently worship.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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