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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Give me death instead
Give me death instead; the most gloriously charismatic
venom wholesomely snapping the fangs of my torturously
truncated existence,
Give me death instead; the most handsomely spotless
fabric of amorphous white; wholesomely sealing the
outlet of my bizarrely decrepit existence,
Give me death instead; the most royally fantastic of
reprieve; wholesomely demolishing even the most
diminutive speck of exhilaration from my insipidly
lackadaisical existence,
Give me death instead; the most fascinatingly silent
seduction; wholesomely making me abjure even the most
capricious trace of my disgustingly perfidious worldly
existence,
Give me death instead; the most blissfully permanent
rest; wholesomely extinguishing even the sinful
chapter of my ghoulishly bedraggled existence,
Give me death instead; the most celestially
everlasting comfort; wholesomely diminishing my form
forever and ever and ever from the textbooks of my
egregiously manipulative existence,
Give me death instead; the most unbelievably mute
fading; wholesomely swiping the reigns of my
idiosyncratically insane existence,
Give me death instead; the most fragrantly ultimate
standstill; wholesomely massacring the remorsefully
fleeting wind of my existence,
Give me death instead; the most eventually deciding
signature on life; wholesomely decimating the ominous
crux of my forlornly lambasting existence,
Give me death instead; the most finally submissive
consequence; wholesomely vanquishing even the most
ethereally mercurial trace of prejudiced pain
dreadfully circumscribing my cadaverous existence,
Give me death instead; the most ubiquitously final
closure; wholesomely annihilating even the most
infidel iota of my penuriously blood-sucking
existence,
Give me death instead; the most unavoidably
unalterable authority; wholesomely conquering even the
most parsimoniously depraving wind of my parasitically
besmirched existence,
Give me death instead; the most concluding connotation
of life; wholesomely devastating even the most
whimsical knot of my nonchalantly pugnacious and
sadistically crucifying existence,
Give me death instead; the most irrefutable sign of
extinction; wholesomely snatching even the most frigid
whisker of my uxoriously sodomizing and vindictively
ballistic existence,
Give me death instead; the most ingratiatingly
dreamless sleep; wholesomely finishing even the most
fecklessly stingy desire of my worthlessly malevolence
and debilitatingly dastardly existence,
Give me death instead; the most explicitly truthful
desecration of life; wholesomely assassinating the
dungeons of my cannibalistically distraught and
murderously sinful existence,
Give me death instead; the most miraculously
astounding way to reach heaven/hell; wholesomely
trampling even my inconspicuously disoriented and
politically maiming existence,
And it is my humble request to you O! Almighty Lord to
give me a death more invidiously gory than the most
treacherously punitive of death instead; but please
dont give me salaciously abysmal betrayal; please
dont give me the most immortal love of my life for
just an instant; and then betrayal for the remainder
of my destined time
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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82.
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Hairstyles
When i molded long strands of my hair into slender
curls,
fastening them with strings of sticky elastic rubber,
with infinite fibers of black cascading down like a
fountain,
my manly exteriors transited to those of a daintily
adorned teenage girl.
when i submerged the wild mass of my hair in an exact
liter of coriander
oil,
they slept in tranquil contentment on glistening
regions of my scalp,
refraining to budge an inch in stormy sheets of
inclement weather,
dying a disdainful death without savoring the true
taste of life.
when i sheared bulky loads of my hair with a pair of
pocket jacknife,
rustic pathces of my scalp potrayed an alien look,
the humming bees sung merrily on the barren islands,
my head now resembled polished briquette's of
coal; sprawled with white
powder.
when i camouflaged my scalp with beads of pure silver,
adhering sedately to rudimentary bits of yellow gold,
it appeared as if possesed a dungeon of riches,
with parasitic individuals of the society pilfering
through my house of bare
brick.
when i tonsured my skull completely of hair,
gently plucking the last bits of floss with my knotted
fingers,
my scalp got scorched in acerbic rays of the sun,
sparkling a pure ivory white in resplendent beams of
the moon,
i was a grotesque sight to stare; as people offended me
with pools of ludicrous
laughter.
when i parted my hair in exact equal halves,
sprinkling the central rift with pinches of crimson
vermilon powder,
riveting braids of scented flower with scrupulous
proficiency,
i looked strikingly similar to the traditionally
living indian women.
and when i finally combed my hair with casual strokes
of the serrated brush,
splashing jagged stubs of my beard with revitalising
cologne,
kneading my hair vigorously with piquant extracts of
blue whale fish,
i could be sighted unanimously by one and all; as a
truly authentic volatile
man.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Happy Married Life
May this day forever bestow upon you bountiful riches,
May this day forever bless you with all that is wholeheartedly benevolent,
May this day forever reinforce your life with fathomless number of living
years,
May this day forever exempt you from every misdeed that you inadvertently
committed,
May this day forever eradicate every ounce of hysterical agony from your heart,
May this day forever transform the bleary caricature of your monotonously devastated
face, into one with sacrosanct smiles,
May this day forever freeze tears of gloom which oozed profusely from your immaculately magical eyes; transforming them into a wand of happiness,
May this day forever safeguard you invincibly against deathly mishaps and obnoxious falls,
May this day forever ensure that even the tiniest of your desires; were handsomely replenished to the most unprecedented limits,
May this day forever quench your thirst for philanthropic prosperity; with sacrosanct
blessings from the Almighty Lord,
May this day forever clear all evil mists devastatingly obfuscating your impeccable
demeanor; making you the most priceless entity alive,
May this day forever evacuate all those sordidly pointed thorns adhering incorrigibly to your nimble feet; annihilate every obstacle that dared come your way,
May this day forever bless you with an unassailably euphoric charisma; making you the most inimitable darling of all crowds,
May this day forever wade away even the most mercurial trace of ominously lethal; fervently waiting to snare every bit of your celestial goodness,
May this day forever place you in a royally glittering palace; an adobe which perennially flowed with the unconquerably symbiotic richness of humanity,
May this day forever revitalize your soul with rays of impregnable optimism; as the Sun
dazzled infallibly every mystically brilliant dawn,
May this day forever make you feel that youd just taken fresh birth; to enjoy and profoundly exultate in every bit of panoramic goodness of this miraculous planet,
May this day forever give you the strength to triumph over every devil existing and beyond; make you feel the most wonderfully truthful entity alive,
May this day forever gift you with the miraculous prowess of healing the most
horrifically deplorable miseries; with the Omnipotent ointment of love in your benign heart; soul; and conscience,
And I might be unfortunate enough not be present at this heavenly occasion; but heres wishing you O! Divinely Couple; a very Prosperous and Immortal Happy Married Life
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ฉฎcopyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Houses
If i lived in a house blended with ripened banana,
clusters of the fresh green fruit extruding in
abundance from the roof,
i wouldn't have to cook my meal; surviving handsomely
on slices of sugary
white pulp.
if i resided in a house made of invincible steel
bereft of corrugations,
and the beds being of molten iron curry,
i would seldom fall into bouts of sleep; roaming around
wildly in sheer
insomnia.
if i dwelt in a house impregnated with fearsome
alligator skin,
bold premonitions of the monster encroaching would
nictitate in my mind,
prompting me to sweat even in the freezing winter
night.
if i occupied a house painted with cow dung plaster,
with fresh cakes of goat manure adhered to the floor,
the preposterous stench would suffocate me to
unwarranted death.
if i slept in a house made of articulate time pieces,
the needle hands ticking in obstreperous unison,
i would continue to inhabit this earth with a niggling
conciousness of
evanescent time.
if i occupied a house with symmetrical holes in the
roof,
with barren spaces impersonating clerestory windows,
water would cascade down torrentially in the monsoon,
transforming my abode into a sea of fresh liquid.
if i established my entity in a house juxtaposed with
slabs of yellow gold,
also an incessant cascade of sparkling silver from the
tall roof,
i would be sure of wasting the remainder of my life
counting the affluence i
possessed.
and if by chance i procured a house in sacrosanct
realms of heaven,
with fairy god mothers flying around,
the philanthropic personality of almighty ready to
converse with me all day,
i would consider myself as someone blessed with the
most cherishable house of
all.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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