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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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829.
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Sacrifise
What difference would it make to the oceans round the
world; if they sacrificed a million droplets of their
water?
But the same could infact; create a river for people
starving below the disastrous poverty line; prove as
life bestowing fluid for impoverished life in the
deserts; crawling towards the tenterhooks of
extinction…
What difference would it make to meadows all across
the globe; if they sacrificed just a whisker of their
stupendously unfathomable carpet of grass?
But the same could infact; evolve a marvelous mattress
for all those orphaned slithering on cold blooded
ground; transit them into a blissful slumber;
relishing the mysticism of the ravishing night…
What difference would it make to gigantic buildings
protruding from varied territories of the globe; if
they sacrificed just an inconspicuous little brick;
from their majestically towering structure?
But the same could infact; construct a magnificently
luxurious dwelling; for innocently naked trembling
uncontrollably on the dusty streets; deluging their
uncouthly aggrieved lives with beams of optimistic
happiness…
What difference would it make to the tumultuously
augmenting storm; to sacrifice only a single of its
royally whistling winds?
But the same could infact; entirely metamorphose the
persona of the morbidly stinking dungeons; into one
replete with spiffy vivaciousness and exuberance worth
a lifetime….
What difference would it make to the fires roaring
unrelentingly towards the cosmos; to sacrifice a
diminutive flame of theirs; from the handsomely
untamed inferno that penetrated charismatically into
the clouds?
But the same could infact; become the ultimate candle
of happiness for those existing in inexplicably
treacherous darkness; mitigating them towards the
corridors of a cheerful beginning….
What difference would it make to the most learned man
on this Universe; to sacrifice just a trifle of his
benevolent philosophies; out of the infinite ideals he
harbored?
But the same could infact; prove as an invincible
platform for the illiterate; impregnate a distinct
glint of hope in their despairing eyes; to rise as the
noble stalwarts of tomorrow…
What difference would it make to immortal lovers
across the fathomless earth; to sacrifice just an
infinitesimal iota of their love; diffuse just a
fraction from their boundless repertoire of sharing
and understanding?
But the same could infact; work miracles for all those
blind; maimed; deaf and horrendously mutilated;
profusely rejuvenate in them the Omnipotent spirit to
be alive….
What difference would it make to all those robustly
alive and happy; to sacrifice a minute each day to
water the soil; spare a few moments to assist the
ailing; cross the boisterously bustling lanes?
But the same could infact; transform this world into a
mesmerizing green heaven; profoundly appease the God’s
to bless all with bountiful endowment…
And what difference would it make to all those
unfathomably rich; to sacrifice just a penny from
their overwhelmingly bulging pockets; part with a
ludicrous fragment of their affluence; out of the gold
literally reaching the skies?
But the same could infact; relinquish all traces of
deplorable poverty from all quarters of the planet;
engender the ordinary to embrace the extraordinary; in
a wave of united bliss; in a wave of perpetual
happiness…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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830.
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Sadly without its beats
Please let us sing together; flooding the dolorously
sultry atmosphere; with the ingratiating passion in
our voice,
Please let us smile together; enlightening the lives
of our dwindling compatriots with optimistic rays of
hope,
Please let us whistle together; piercing the sullen
carpets of air with our boisterously bubbly tunes;
spawning new life into the countless; as every instant
unveiled,
Please let us fantasize together; conceiving the most
mesmerizing beauty overwhelming this fathomless
Universe; catapulting into a land as enchanting as the
divine,
Please let us evolve together; procreating our own
progeny; so that we contributed our very best towards
continuing your cherished chapter of existence,
Please let us eat together; appeasing the hunger of
our famished stomachs; to transit thereafter into
realms of majestically heavenly sleep,
Please let us pray together; asking you to alleviate
us of our sins committed inadvertently; asking you to
bless the entire human race with unfathomable
happiness,
Please let us mischief together; frolicking in the
aisles of innocuous childhood; even after crossing the
threshold of manipulative maturity,
Please let us run together; accomplishing our mission
of saving the planet with invincible grit and
determination; bonding our spirit with all those
philanthropic; in the true spirit of solidarity,
Please let us embrace together; incarcerating our
tumultuously rising flames in our body as one; under
torrential cloudbursts of rain,
Please let us cry together; commiserating wholesomely
with our pain; resiliently proliferating from the
ashes again; to challenge every aspect of
acrimoniously treacherous life,
Please let us dance together; mystically diffusing our
magical incantation in every flower that blossomed
under sizzling rays of the Sun,
Please let us whisper together; portraying the most
innermost feelings of our heart to unprecedented
limits beyond the sky; triggering off the marvelously
milky night with glory of our untamed romance,
Please let us swim together; conquering each
diabolically swirling wave with the insurmountable
conviction in our bodies; profusely blending with the
exuberant spirit of adventure,
Please let us sketch together; encapsulating the most
stupendously ravishing beauty in this Universe in the
barren canvas; that lay delectably on our palms,
Please let us drink together; assimilating all the
happiness on this boundless planet; toasting the most
memorable moments of our lives in the astoundingly
silken darkness,
Please let us hear together; absorbing the
unsurpassable melody in the winds; gyrate beyond
corridors of ecstasy for times immemorial,
Please let us breathe together; live each moment of
existence to its unfathomable fullest; living life
higher than the clouds and affording the same for our
fellow comrades,
And most importantly please grant us death together O! Almighty Lord;
for if you took one of us away before the other; then
of course the heart would definitely continue to live;
but sadly without its beats…..
(c) copyright-2003, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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831.
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Same requirement
Different requirements of food for infinite stomachs;
some preferring gargantuan mountains of ingratiatingly
appeasing fruit; while some blissfully satiating
themselves with rustically plain bread and brine,
Different requirements of bravery for infinite chests;
some preferring Herculean amounts of unflinching
fortitude; while some wholesomely content whiling away
their lives in the realms of disdainfully dastardly
dilapidation,
Different requirements of empathy for infinite souls;
some preferring to be uncontrollably deluged with the
chapters of compassionately eternal togetherness;
while some wanting to be let obnoxiously aloof even as
maelstroms of hell vindictively blended with the
trajectory of earth,
Different requirements of embellishment for infinite
demeanor’s; some preferring to be profusely adorned
with unfathomably iridescent jewelry; while some
loving to be left obsoletely plaintive on the
lackadaisically barren hills,
Different requirements of hearing for infinite ears;
some preferring to be indefatigably enshrouded with
naturally enchanting rhyme; while some wanting to
tirelessly lambaste themselves with thunderously
unending euphoria of the sleazy discotheque,
Different requirements of moisture for infinite
eyeballs; some preferring to be amiably flooded with
unsurpassable rivers of celestially sparkling
moisture; while some phlegmatically shrugging apart
the excess liquid into wisps of insipid nothingness,
Different requirements of strength for infinite
shoulders; some preferring to embrace the whirlwinds
of boundlessly augmenting tenacity; while some wanting
to languish in dungeons of moderate timidness; for the
remainder of their lives,
Different requirements of hair for infinite scalps;
some preferring to be relentlessly enshrouded with
silken carpets of unsurpassable black; while some
utterly disdainful about unruly outgrowths projecting
sanctimoniously from their heads,
Different requirements of blood for infinite skins;
some preferring a turbulently uninhibited catharsis of
it incessantly in their body; while some wanting the
wonderfully scarlet elixir to serenely flow like
fading sunshine,
Different requirements of fantasy for infinite brains;
some preferring to panoramically dream about even the
most diminutively capricious element of existence;
while some austerely incarcerating their minds in
graveyards of abhorrently manipulative monotony,
Different requirements of destinies for infinite
palms; some preferring to have an astoundingly
insurmountable repertoire of forks and lines on the
back of their hand; while some insatiable desirous of
a life more plainer than the horrendously flat hills,
Different requirements of voice for infinite throats;
some preferring to fulminate into an exuberantly
unending and evergreen song every unfurling minute of
the day; while some more inclined towards a
nonchalantly laconic reverie; even as life didn’t give
them a second chance,
Different requirements of air for different armpits;
some preferring an intransigently endless blast of
ebulliently reinvigorating breeze till the very last
step of existence; while some inexorably wanting to
break into tornado’s of cold-bloodedly insane sweat,
Different requirements of saliva for different mouths;
some preferring to incessantly slaver into fructifying
whirlpools of untamed ecstasy; while some wanting
themselves as dry as horrifically grassless and
squelched charcoal,
Different requirements of truth for different
conscience’s; some preferring to irrefutably blaze
into an insuperable inferno of righteousness for
infinite more births yet to unveil; while some
inevitably falling prey to the corpse of scurrilously
invidious lies,
Different requirements of flirtation for infinite
eyelashes; some preferring to mischievously culminate
into a flurry of surreptitious winks every now and
again; while some reticently agglutinated to the brow
in dogmatic sternness and indomitable concentration,
Different requirements of breath for infinite
nostrils; some preferring to effulgently inhale as
much of resplendent air as conceivable on this
Universe till the time majestic life palpitated; while
some deliriously snapping the very fangs of existence;
with their very own parasitically deleterious hands,
But same requirement of immortal love for infinite
organisms; with every religion; caste; creed; color;
sect and tribe limitlessly wanting to encompass every
step that they alighted with its Omnipotently heavenly
radiance; limitlessly wanting to make its vividly
majestic rhythm the sole beats of their impoverished
lives…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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832.
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Scolding
The farmer gaped at crusts of dry brown earth,
acres of land lying fallow in merciless heat,
bountiful crop wilting under stringent light of the
sun,
crevices in land splitting wider by the zipping
second,
he then scolded the plain regions of dark blue sky,
for not acquiring ominous tinges of violent grey.
the striped panther rested on moistened portions of
land,
snoring chivalrously in a kingdom of celestial sleep,
visualizing a cluster of humans in thick flesh and
blood,
pouch bellied kangaroo wiping its brutal teeth,
he then scolded dead rabbit meat, lying well tucked
within the hollow of his
stomach,
for ruining his perceptions of a royal sized meal.
drenched clothing hung on strong metal ropes,
soaked immensely in sweat and tap water,
fluttering sporadically with agitated outbursts of
wind,
and the ambience consisting of dull murky light,
eventuality of thunder showers tumbling from the sky,
the wet shirts then scolded the sun,
for not hissing fireballs of natural light,
thereby baking the humid persona of cloth with full
round beams of sunshine.
hordes of fish got infected with disease,
gasped for breath at great depths of the ocean,
lay strewn on the shore thrown by the exotic currents
of waves,
the water showed traces of contamination,
black coats of oil and grease were found in gay
abundance,
the aquatic family then scolded the impetuous humans,
for polluting its saline composition in the quest for
displaying nuclear
superiority.
he had simply no inhibitions,
lived life in high esteem and loads of respect,
inspite of not witnessing a single ray of light since
birth,
executed all his tasks to immaculate perfection,
leaning heavily on his stick with stripes of white and
red,
traversing miles of territory,
with an assemblage of gruesome blackness as his
faithful companion,
he thought several times of scolding the creator like
his counterpart mates
mentioned above,
although he refrained registering his complaint,
he possessed a rock solid opinion,
it was better to exist being obscured from light,
than not to live at all.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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