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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Audaciously dare
Only he who knows how to adeptly rebuild the castle
perfectly; blending cement; concrete and glass in
commensurate proportions; can audaciously dare trample
over and break it,
Only he who knows how to dexterously re-stitch the
exquisite fabric; weave majestic cloth out of bland
tufts of cotton; can audaciously dare to tear it,
Only he who knows how to expertly remold the
intricately enigmatic jigsaw puzzle; can audaciously
dare to dismantle it,
Only he who knows how to prolifically write infinite
numbers of pages; inundate barren fragments of paper
with multiple alphabets within seconds; can
audaciously dare to rip it apart and dispose it,
Only he who knows how to enchantingly sing; capturing
the entire Universe with his mesmerizing voice; can
audaciously dare to stop all conversation; stop each
voice from flowing,
Only he who knows how to run; conquer invincible
summits of the mountain taking boundless strides at a
time; can audaciously dare to sleep when the entire
world around him slogged and worked,
Only he who knows how to adroitly mend the car brakes;
blend them back to perfection within split seconds of
time; can audaciously dare to snap them,
Only he who knows how to voraciously swim; wade his
way across the most stormy waters and ferociously
swirling sea; can audaciously dare to sink to its rock
bottom,
Only he who knows how to appreciate even the most
minuscule of beauty hovering around in the cosmos; had
the incomprehensible power to envisage and perceive
the most tantalizing sights that ever existed on this
earth close eyed; can audaciously dare to pierce his
eyes and go pathetically blind,
Only he who knows how to clean the entire room;
annihilate even the most infinitesimal trace of dirt
adhering to the walls; can audaciously dare to dirty
it,
Only he who knows how to make strangers laugh within
seconds; foment them to thunderously chortle at even
the smallest joke of his; can audaciously dare to make
them cry,
Only he who knows how to stare unrelentingly looking
into the heart of the fiery Sun; profoundly admiring
its poignant tenacity; can audaciously dare to blink
without control,
Only he who knows how to attract any female towards
him without the slightest of effort; foment her to
love him by merely looking into her eyes; can
audaciously dare to betray her,
Only he who knows how to grow countless number of
trees; producing tons of salubrious grains round the
year from the field mingling raw seeds in robust soil;
can audaciously dare to chop one with the axe,
Only he who knows how to meditate incessantly;
profusely concentrating on the deity of sacrosanct
God; communicating with him whenever he wanted to; can
audaciously dare to shout with the satanic devil;
every hour after the onset of midnight,
Only he who knows how to convince every entity with
the eloquent power of his speech; propagate the
message of unfathomable truth and peace ubiquitously
all around the Globe; can audaciously dare to speak a
string of blatant lies,
Only he who knows how to miraculously heal the body of
the most inexplicable of ailment; grant reprieve to
the miserably afflicted by the mere caress of his
Omnipotent palms; can audaciously dare of poisoning
it,
Only he who knows how to recreate the entire planet;
by merely opening diminutive portions of his
Omniscient mouth; can audaciously dare of completely
destroying it,
And only he who knows how to impart new life;
procreate millions by the Omnipresent power engulfing
his visage; can audaciously dare of abruptly ending it
entirely and snatching it
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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798.
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Autobiography
i occur in spots of irregular proportions,
i might be black, brown or blue,
i hold great significance in tuning a human being,
i am present right since the first cry of life,
i am indeed a BIRTHMARK.
{1}......
i have undulating rash waves,
i rise and fall with respect to placement of moon,
i am peculiarly salty in taste,
i am a boarding house for fern and fish,
i constitute more than 70 percent of earths surface,
i am the deep blue ocean smashing on rocks.
{2}
i have brown precipices,
i have loose soil cascading down,
i stand like a fortress amidst a cocoon of clouds,
i am a warehouse of museums of minerals,
i dont like people blasting me with explosive,
i am a chain of mammoth shining rock.
{3}
i have multicolored yellow wings,
i posses stripes of scarlet red,
i feed on minuscule ants and grub,
i perch on dark corners of the room,
i love to fly all sunlit day,
i christen myself the butterfly.
{4}
i emit poisonous smoke,
i know i look like rotten egg,
i cause several diseases and pain,
i lie at the rear of a motorized vehicle,
i want to commit suicide,
i am none other than a circular exhaust pipe.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Balance
The eagle soaring handsomely in the air; balanced
itself adroitly on its pair of long wings,
The car traversing like a bullet on the satiny carpet
of land; balanced itself beautifully on its armory of
splendidly inflated tyres,
The colossal building standing on obdurate soil;
balanced itself with nonchalant ease on its
tremendously fortified foundations,
The cockroach transgressing mournfully towards the
sordid lavatory seat; balanced itself with precision
degrees of control on its fleet of multiple legs,
The gigantic tree looming large in the bountiful
fields; balanced itself amazingly on its jugglery of
slender branches; its entwined ensemble of juicy
roots,
The boundless pages of the medieval history book;
balanced themselves dexterously on the flimsily
serrated thread in the absolute center,
The voluptuously rosy tongue; balanced itself
marvelously between the two intricate chambers of
mouth,
The impeccably flawless shirt; balanced itself
gorgeously on its entire festoon of rotund buttons;
its dual pair of languidly suspended sleeves,
The ingeniously crafted tiny brain; balanced itself
tranquilly between two synchronized hemispheres,
The sizzling cup of heavenly flavored tea; balanced
itself divinely between the edges and the compact
bottom of the kingly ivory cup,
The celestial waterfall culminating into an
superlatively alluring spray after smashing against
the rocks; balanced itself animatedly between the
gargantuan cliffs of the indefatigably towering
mountain,
The corrugated carpet of road; balanced itself
meticulously between a dispersed fraternity of
vehicles; ranging from as varied as flamboyantly
whirring cars to the impoverished and diminutively
squeaky bicycle,
The wooden body of big boat; balanced itself
delectably between its pair of gawky oars and the
tumultuous fury of the rustic sea,
The perennial coat of absolute darkness; balanced
itself magnificently between the brilliantly
illuminated day and the shimmering wall of resplendent
twilight,
The stubbornly protruding nose; balanced itself in
splendid unison between both the island's of rubicund
cheek and the merrily dangling earlobes,
The sacrosanct demeanor o the glistening bell;
skillfully balanced itself between the holy interiors
of the temple and the air circulating placidly
outside,
The countless lines sprawled on the sweaty persona of
palm; stupendously balanced themselves between the
long knotted fingers and the sturdily sculptured
wrist,
The dog inundated with fathomless fur on its skin;
balanced its intransigently curved tail between its
abraded claws and angled legs,
Every human trespassing on the trajectory of this
planet; balanced himself magnificently on his two feet
and strong arms,
And every life spawned in this Universe by the
Creator; sagaciously balanced itself between its share
of enchantingly good and diabolically bad
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Bangle of love
When I wore a bangle of pointed thorns on my wrists;
they got apathetically
scarred,
A series of raw bruise developed with the unleashing
hour; and ravines of warm
blood trickled down my fingers.
When I put on a bangle of live reptile on my hands; it
tickled me
voraciously,
The venomous creature hissed enchantingly for a while;
eventually striking its
perfidious(disloyal) fangs indiscriminately in my
flesh.
When I wore a bangle of dead frog on my wrists; there
wafted an unbearable
stench in the atmosphere,
Also the skin in proximity with the contraption
developed a plethora of
infection; catering to a host of abominable insects.
When I wore a bangle of sea shell on my wrists; it
initially imparted me a
majestic look,
But the exhilaration soon faded; as a fleet of slimy
worm came crawling from
the inside recesses.
When I wore a bangle impregnated with ravishing honey
on my wrists; it
glimmered tenaciously in the midday sun,
Although after a few hours I found; the obstreperous
humming bees encircling
it perceiving it to be their hive.
When I wore a bangle of insipid grass on my wrists;
the frigid blades tickled
me pertinently,
And every now and then; I had to scratch my flesh;
executing overwhelming
force of my finger nail.
When I wore a bangle of jingling metal on my wrists;
it glittered profoundly
under the creamy moon,
However it provoked me to the threshold of irritation;
as it produced
cacophonic noise; every time I moved my hand.
When I wore a bangle of pure gold on my wrists; it
incarcerated the attention
of several pedestrians,
The penurious could hardly believe their eyes;
immediately chalked astute
plans of actions to steal it.
When I wore a bangle of elephant teeth on my wrists;
it highlighted richness
blended with rustic tradition,
Although I felt pervaded with remorse for the colossal
beast; nostalgically
reminisced the agony it must have felt while dying.
And finally when I wore the bangle of our love on my
wrists; all my
apprehensions vanished into minute oblivion,
My hands; my persona; and the coordination of my
senses all got astronomically
reinvigorated; and they seemed to be gaining strength
as each day unveiled
into perilous night.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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