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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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597.
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I knew her better than I knew my breath
I knew her better than I knew the lines of my palm;
which I sighted unrelentingly each minute of the day,
I knew her better than I knew my ability to
voraciously talk; explicitly uttering more than a
million sentences a day,
I knew her better than I knew the complexion of my
skin; the rubicund tinge and the robust glow that I
had overwhelmingly enjoyed since many years,
I knew her better than I knew my shadow; the
inscrutably enchanting form that had been following me
since eternity; in brilliant shades of sunlight,
I knew her better than I knew the food trapped in my
dainty stomach; the appetizing blend of roasted
vegetables and fruit juice that I had consumed just a
few minutes ago,
I knew her better than I knew my conglomerate of
fortified bones; incorporating loads of impregnable
strength,
I knew her better than I knew my eyes; the
unfathomable hours they could remain awake; sight and
prudently discern astounding beauty wandering in this
vast Universe,
I knew her better than I knew my crimson blood; the
voluptuous stream that painstakingly gushed out; when
I scraped against an acrimonious thorn,
I knew her better than I knew my legs; the robust
pinches of exhilaration encapsulated inside; the
fervent longing besieging them to shrug all
inhibitions and thunderously run,
I knew her better than I knew my silver sweat; the
rhapsodic perspiration that ran down my arms; every
time I conquered new summits in life,
I knew her better than I knew my mystical whisper; the
hushed tones in which I furtively communicated with my
sacrosanct Creator every morning as I woke up from
sedate sleep,
I knew her better than I knew my deafening yawn; the
laziness that rampantly permeated my persona; after
toiling the entire day under sweltering rays of the
pugnacious Sun,
I knew her better than I knew my ambitions; the
insatiable urge in my demeanor to blatantly trespass
over acrid milestones,
I knew her better than I knew my luscious lips; the
tantalizing charm that camouflaged them; made them the
darling of whomsoever who caressed their lingering
softness,
I knew her better than I knew my fortress of
scintillating teeth; the inevitable tenacity they
possessed to scrupulously crunch the meal of their
choice,
I knew her better than I knew my ability to
relentlessly write; emboss spell binding verses of
blossoming poetry every early morning and late night,
I knew her better than I knew the noise produced when
I clapped; harmoniously united both hands of mine to
inundate the still ambience with triumphant sound,
I knew her better than I knew my heart beat; the
infinite number of times in a day it turbulently
palpitated; the volatile energy it imparted to my
dreary soul to inch forward and holistically survive,
And I knew her better than I knew my breath; the very
minuscule draught of air which I had inhaled
unsurpassable number of times since the time I was
born; infact the very reason that I was merrily
writing and living today
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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598.
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I live to die oneday. And die to live everyday
I stayed tirelessly awake only to inevitably sleep one day; and I humanely slept one day; only to truly relish even an inconspicuous moment of being vivaciously awake; everyday,
I unassailably triumphed only to inevitably fail one day; and I humanely failed one day; only to truly relish even the most infinitesimal fragrance of unfettered triumph; everyday,
I inexhaustibly absorbed brilliantly optimistic Sunlight only to inevitably blacken one day; and I humanely blackened one day; only to truly relish even the most obliviously disappearing trace of Omnipotent Sunlight; everyday,
I profusely basked in the glory of rose scent only to inevitably stagnate one day; and I humanely stagnated one day; only to truly relish even the tiniest wisp of eternal scent; everyday,
I astoundingly floated in the clouds only to inevitably bury one day; and I humanely buried one day; only to truly relish even the most evanescent entrenchment of sensuous clouds; everyday,
I indefatigably adventured only to inevitably robotize one day; and I humanely robotized one day; only to truly relish even the most fugitively eluding winds of tantalizing adventure; everyday,
I timelessly smiled only to inevitably sadden one day; and I humanely saddened one day; only to truly relish even the most obsolete insinuations of heavenly smiles; everyday,
I insuperably preached only to inevitably forget one day; and I humanely forgot one day; only to truly relish even the most vanishing element of wonderfully liberating preaching; everyday,
I unceasingly ate the most synergistically succulent food only to inevitably starve one day; and I humanely starved one day; only to truly relish even the most diminutive iota of jubilantly fructifying food; everyday,
I unflinchingly spoke the truth only to inevitably lie one day; and I humanely lied one day; only to truly relish even the most ethereal innuendo of victoriously Omnipresent truth; everyday,
I infallibly replenished only to inevitably disembowel one day; and I humanely disemboweled one day; only to truly relish even the most obfuscated ounce of compassionately burgeoning replenishment; everyday,
I inexorably conquered only to inevitably slaver one day; and I humanely slavered one day; only to truly relish even the most mercurial aura of royally priceless conquering; everyday,
I endlessly romanced only to inevitably betray one day; and I humanely betrayed one day; only to truly relish even the most infidel thread of perennially spawning romance; everyday,
I limitlessly joked only to inevitably depress one day; and I humanely depressed one day; only to truly relish even the most parsimonious dramatization of everlastingly ebullient joke; everyday,
I uncontrollably proliferated only to inevitably disintegrate one day; and I humanely disintegrated one day; only to truly relish even the most sequestered strand of handsomely amazing proliferation; everyday,
I unfathomably magnetized only inevitably commercialize one day; and I humanely commercialized one day; only to truly relish even the most cloistered fabric of eternally resplendent magnetization; everyday,
I unsurpassably radiated with power only to inevitably shrivel one day; and I humanely shriveled one day; only to truly relish even the most evanescent pathway of Omnipresently blessing power; everyday,
I unceasingly rolled in unlimited riches only to inevitably emaciate one day; and I humanely emaciated one day; only to truly relish even the most feckless ingredient of symbiotically sensuous richness; everyday,
I immortally throbbed only to inevitably stone one day; and I humanely stoned one day; only to truly relish even the most invisible horizon of inimitably consecrating immortality; everyday,
And I unstoppably lived only to inevitably die one day; and I humanely died one day; only to truly relish even the most minuscule shade of Omnisciently ever-pervading life; everyday
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ฉฎcopyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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599.
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I love you
WHEN SHE LOOKED at me; glancing mildly at the hidden contours of my face,
I perceived overwhelming waves of euphoria thunderously pound on my chest; suddenly felt as handsome as the jeweled prince.
When she came face to face with my persona; at the contemporary shopping store,
I inadvertently lost my balance; tripping down towards the floor in dumbfounded consternation; with the contents of my shopping bag rampantly dispersing all over.
When she discussed about me in hushed voices; profoundly aggrandizing facts about my demeanor amidst her friends,
I felt tumultuously exhilarated; felt as if I had conquered the highest summit in my non-illustrious career.
When she waved to me from across the bustling street; blatantly displaying the rubicund skin of her intricate palms,
I worked with a rejuvenated vigor at office; meticulously executed all tasks in half the time I usually took.
When she chivalrously offered to share her umbrella; in a voluptuous ambience of torrential rain pelting down,
I felt ravishing sensations stab my body; insurmountable gratitude towards her engulf my conscience.
When she assisted me to up pick my handkerchief from the muddy ground; our eyes locked for marathon seconds of time,
I felt inexplicable shivers run down my spine; and there seemed to be mystical reverberations that echoed clear and strident through my mind.
When she talked with me on telephone; the captivating melody in her voice seemed to be drowning me in waves of rhapsody,
And I had to ask her to iterate her message at the end of the conversation; as I was irrevocably involved all the time in grasping the sweetness in her sound;
When I opened her letter under enchanting light of the moon; I was mesmerized sighting her exquisite handwriting,
The frenzy in my blood was so accentuated; that I swooned on the ground blissfully falling into a slumber with her writing resting on my eyes.
When she addressed me by my name; I felt the conglomerate of bones in my legs transform into ethereal paper,
I could hardly believe my ears; and pleaded with her to say it incessantly until her mouth ached.
And the most memorable moment of my life came when she said to me I love you, whispering it while nimbly brushing across my cheek,
It was one instant of my life, which I will perpetually remember;
one instant that he entire wealth in this world could fail to purchase.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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600.
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I loved it
I loved it for its unrelentingly euphoric waves; as it
culminated into a festoon of handsomely poignant froth
after clashing against the jaggedly machismo rocks,
I loved it for its majestically pristine shores; the
unfathomable expanse of regally sparkling oysters and
shells; timelessly enamoring with their bountifully
ultimate splendor,
I loved it for its enchantingly crimson tanginess; as
it piquantly flamed like a fireball of enrapturing
delight; as first rays of the Omnipotent
aristocratically Sun; descended from crystalline blue
sky,
I loved it for its protuberantly ebullient adventure;
as it intrepidly philandered through every conceivable
trajectory of this boundless Universe; all sweltering
day and voluptuously tingling night,
I loved it for its incessantly dancing assemblage of
divine water; the timeless rhapsody that it
marvelously radiated; as the wind triumphantly drifted
across its spell binding contours,
I loved it for its royally ingratiating fleet of
poignantly charismatic sharks; gliding like insatiably
untamed streaks of silken lightening; through even the
most unprecedentedly stormy channels,
I loved it for its unsurpassably unending depth; the
splendidly eclectic variety fish; enigmatically morass
algae and octopus perpetually inhabiting its
compassionately vivacious caverns,
I loved it for its unequivocally candid spray; the
unconquerably reinvigorating essence of vibrant
camaraderie that it wonderfully disseminated; across
one and all of this gargantuan planet; alike,
I loved it for its surreally resplendent periphery;
the countless colors of robust optimism that it
timelessly blossomed into; every unfurling instant of
victorious existence,
I loved it for its spirit of unshakably unflinching
loyalty; perennially flowing as the most unparalleled
mass of united rudiments; even as the fiercest Sun
tried to hedonistically evaporate its every trace,
I loved it for its artistically burgeoning splash;
beautifully replenishing even the most treacherously
sadistic of dwindling palette; with insurmountably
vivid charm and prolific graciousness,
I loved if for its invincibly symbiotic solidarity;
exuberantly fulminating into a paradise of
uncontrollably tangy happiness; as the ravishing
carpet of clouds towered over it like a priceless
prince from above,
I loved if for its innocuously uncanny cries; the
fathomless civilization of blissful freshness that it
unraveled into; tantalizing even the most morbid of
carcasses from the heart of their graves,
I loved it for its seductively exhilarating rhythm;
the exotically mesmerizing cadence of its profoundly
revitalizing fabric; which profusely inundated nothing
but cisterns of unfettered compassion; in every entity
on this gigantic earth,
I loved if for its never ending wind of rubicund
ebullience; as it indefatigably whispered the tunes of
holistically gratifying existence; on every trace of
mud that it blessedly kissed,
I loved it for its ingeniously celestial philosophy of
tireless continuity; as its froth swirled high and
handsome in the mellifluous air; even as vicious
thunderbolts of demonic savagery; pelted
intransigently from the graveyards of hell,
I loved it for its panoramically nubile beauty; the
tinge of a freshly embellished bride magically
pronounced on its emerald belly; although it was
wholesomely barren without the slightest of
asphyxiating clothes,
I loved it for its inexorably untamed uninhibitedness;
its limitless ambition to emolliently coalesce with
boundless sky; even as the horizons seemed an
ephemerally obsolete cry,
I loved it for its blazingly outspoken bravery; as it
supremely transcended over even the most hideously
satanic of impediments that came its way; with the
astounding dexterity of an unconquerable prince,
O! Yes; I loved the sea more than I could ever love my
life; as it gloriously taught me the value of
priceless companionship; as it sagaciously taught me
never to divide; as it timelessly taught me that love
was the most quintessential elixir to heavenly
survive
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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