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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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917.
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A death more treacherous
Till the time you told the mountain to invincibly
defend; it felt as if the most pricelessly blessed
entity on this fathomlessly enamoring planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
civilization of manipulatively estranged and decrepit
politicians; it died a death more treacherous than
what the most insidiously ghastliest of death; could
ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the sea to tantalizingly
undulate; it felt as if the most euphorically
fascinating entity on this bountifully exhilarating
planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
boundlessly sweltering desert; it died a death more
diabolical than what the most treacherously torturous
of death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the star to resplendently
twinkle; it felt as if the most blissfully
unconquerable entity on this timelessly endowing
planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
whirlpool of relentlessly blistering heat; it died a
death more morbid than what the most satanically
shriveled of death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the rose to eternally
disseminate royal scent; it felt as if the most
poignantly mollified entity on this fathomlessly
burgeoning planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
monotonously concrete jungle of bricks; it died a
death more sordid than what the most parasitically
cannibalistic of death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the dog to cacophonically bark;
it felt as if the most miraculously mitigated entity
on this unbelievably limitless planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
mellifluously voluptuous nightingale; it died a death
more hedonistic than what the most demonically
truculent of death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the soldier to patriotically
blaze; he felt as if the most divinely ameliorated
entity on this wonderfully enigmatic planet,
But the instant you dictated him to metamorphose into
cisterns of languidly squandering sleep; he died a
death more savage than what the most perfidiously
rampaging of death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the mother to altruistically
feed; she felt as if the most Omnipotently insuperable
entity on this boundlessly exotic planet,
But the instant you dictated her to metamorphose into
tawdrily lackadaisical damsel; she died a death more
horrific than what the most devastatingly
indiscriminate of death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the eye to panoramically sight;
it felt as if the most sensuously placated entity on
this regally entrancing planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into
venomously paralyzing blindness; it died a death more
pathetic than what the most barbarously terrorizing of
death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the conscience to irrefutably
diffuse the wave of ubiquitously undaunted truth; it
felt as if the most triumphantly ebullient entity on
this limitlessly eclectic planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
corpse of gorily crucifying and squalidly debilitating
lies; it died a death more remorseful than what the
most lecherously unworthy of death; could ever
perceive to be..
Till the time you told the nostril to inhale
uninhibited air; it felt as if the most blessedly
emollient entity on this timelessly enchanting planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into
lifelessly amorphous skeleton; it died a death more
deplorable than what the most pugnaciously rancid of
death; could ever perceive to be
Till the time you told the dew-dropp to fantastically
mesmerize; it felt as if the most unsurpassably kingly
entity on this unfathomably majestic planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into
uncouthly chauvinistic blood; it died a death more
sadistic that what the most deliriously lambasting of
death; could ever perceive to be
And till the time you told the heart to immortally
love and let live; it felt as if the most perpetually
undefeatable entity on this beautifully redolent
planet,
But the instant you dictated it to metamorphose into a
mortuary of forlornly cursed betrayal; it died a death
more insane than what the most raunchily threadbare of
death; could ever perceive to be
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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918.
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A delightful farm
The placid pebble in blue water,
The yellow Sun evading the skies,
A black cloud of mixed feeling,
The blue tear strained eyes.
The mist hanging in the air,
The white dew drops in the field,
The heavenly smell of thatched hay,
The fathers scattered everywhere.
The delicious smell of baked corn,
The cock singing a perfect rhyme,
The lively squirrel on the tree,
The evanescent rising of dawn.
The hedges covered with green foliage,
The fields to be ploughed at,
The hushed rustling of the trees,
The sweet melody in the air.
© nikhilparekh
Nikhil Parekh
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919.
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A Generation which never loses. We're 'Generation Y'
Out of the clutches of societal desperation,
Out of the realms of spurious religious conflict,
Out of the gutters of frustratingly penalizing politics,
Out of the traditionally barbarous mindsets of the typical chauvinist,
Out of the tunnels of superficially illiterate darkness,
Out of the battlefields of fanatically baseless bombarding and war,
Out of any brutal offerings of flesh and life to the feet of the
Omnipotent God,
Out of the stinkingly deplorable hell of feckless dictatorship,
Out of the monstrously malaise mansions of tyrannical rules and regulations,
Out of the sinister dungeons where definitions of 'caste', 'creed',
'color', remained jailed,
Out of any frigidly exploiting caves of 'tantra', 'yantra', 'mantra' and astrological drama,
Out of any evil spirit trying its maniacal best to forever taint the fabric of humanity,
Out of any impractical preachings which ludicrously seemed applicable only after death,
Out of any anecdote of self inflicted loneliness which only led to dementia at its very best,
Out of mush-mushy candy floss romances which only led to shattering of the heart into an infinite pieces,
Out of the dusty roads of laziness and foolhardy stagnation,
Out of the holocaustic perverted mindset- which massacred at random in the robes of a holy priest,
Out of the non-existent shadows of anarchywhich'd cast a pall of morbid gloom across each aspect of our priceless senses,
Out of the blackness of ignorance which let us breathe only to the song of strangulating death,
We're here. We're back. We're roaring n alive as the generation of the new millenniumas the generation which never losesas the generation of now as 'Generation Y'
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Nikhil Parekh
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920.
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A heart palpitating with mine
I have never seen eyes more mesmerizing than yours;
the majestic seduction with which they fluttered under
brilliant sunlight,
I have never seen lips more rubicund than yours; the
way they smiled unceasingly even in the most bizarre
of affliction they were circumvented with,
I have never seen hair more voluptuous than yours; the
stupendously ravishing swirl in which they imprisoned
every onlooker who transgressed by,
I have never seen a skin more resplendent than yours;
the way it immaculately sparkled right since the first
ray of ephemeral dawn; to the deathly hour even well
past after chilly midnight,
I have never seen a nose more piquant than yours; the
astounding ability it was bestowed upon to smell;
profusely relish and enjoy each fragrance in the
placid atmosphere,
I have never seen sweat more passionate than yours;
the astronomically alluring vivacity it was endowed
with; to drive away somebody's breath; like a meteor
shot from the blue sky,
I have never seen cheeks more flirtatious than yours;
titillating me to the most unprecedented limits and
even beyond fathomless eternity,
I have never seen a voice more melodious than yours;
the ingratiating aura which it radiated profoundly as
it rose and fell with the silken clouds drifting in
the sky,
I have never seen a shadow more fascinating than
yours; the enchanting trail of mysticism it left for
centuries incomprehensible; as it lingered on even
after the Herculean day had subsided,
I have never seen a smile more gorgeous than yours;
the incredulously ecstatic virtue in it; that made it
the irrefutable darling of all tribes,
I have never seen a conviction more firmer than yours;
the tumultuously resilient ease; with which you rose
up dauntingly to every task of life,
I have never seen hands more impeccable than yours;
the dainty caress with which they spread their magic
to every object they laid oligarchic demeanor on,
I have never seen a stomach more pristine than yours;
the overwhelmingly fabulous way in which it nimbly
swished; as the moist carpet of grass made you
wonderfully yawn,
I have never seen a character more spotless than
yours; the insurmountably floating unbiased empathy in
your spell binding conscience,
I have never seen a mind more ingenious than yours;
relentlessly fantasizing every unleashing minute;
perceiving the most celestial of angels infinite feet
above the cosmos,
I have never seen blood more crimson than yours;
euphorically traversing through your body at
lightening speeds; imparting all surrounding you with
spurts of boisterous life,
I have never seen ears more enamoring than yours; the
delectable string of feathery sounds they had this
uncanny ability to decipher; while the world outside
just kept delving into monotonous business,
I have never seen breath more fiery than yours; the
unsurpassable ardor and tenacity with which it flowed
like a fulminating volcano down your nostrils; bonding
me inseparably with its royal grace,
And let apart seeing; I am sure that there doesnt
exist a heart more compassionate than yours; a heart
which loves me above all entities trespassing through
this Universe; a heart which has since times
immemorial always remained and palpitated with mine
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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