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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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First-1
All of us on this fathomlessly enchanting Universe; might be of wholesomely and unimaginably different; colors. But that’s really insignificant and comes NEXT.
All of us on this bountifully brilliant Universe; might be of wholesomely and spell-bindingly different; heights. But that’s really nonsensical and comes NEXT.
All of us on this fantastically eclectic Universe; might be of wholesomely and astoundingly different; physiques. But that’s really inconspicuous and comes NEXT..
All of us on this boundlessly resplendent Universe; might be of wholesomely and unsurpassably different; strengths. But that’s foolhardy and comes NEXT.
All of us on this gregariously proliferating Universe; might be of wholesomely and incredibly different; philosophies. But that’s really worthless and comes NEXT..
All of us on this beautifully embellished Universe; might be of wholesomely and entirely different; castes. But that’s really meaningless and comes NEXT..
All of us on this handsomely unbridled Universe; might be of wholesomely and indescribably different; urges. But that’s really insouciant and comes NEXT..
All of us on this poignantly fructifying Universe; might be of wholesomely and implausibly different; dialects. But that’s really unthinkable and comes NEXT..
All of us on this endlessly mesmerizing Universe; might be of wholesomely and incomprehensibly different; fortunes. But that’s really preposterous and comes NEXT..
All of us on this timelessly embracing Universe; might be of wholesomely and irretrievably different; psyches. But that’s really livid and comes NEXT..
All of us on this stupendously enthralling Universe; might be of wholesomely and inconceivably different; feelings. But that’s really non-existent and comes NEXT.
All of us on this redolently blessed Universe; might be of wholesomely and inexpressibly different; skins. But that’s really ethereal and comes NEXT.
All of us on this miraculously alleviating Universe; might be of wholesomely and irrevocably different; tribes. But that’s really disappearing and comes NEXT.
All of us on this perennially royal Universe; might be of wholesomely and unutterably different; signatures. But that’s really feckless and comes NEXT.
All of us on this majestically untainted Universe; might be of wholesomely and incommunicably different; weights. But that’s really purposeless and comes NEXT.
All of us on this triumphantly mellifluous Universe; might be of wholesomely and inexplicably different; premonitions. But that’s really oblivious and comes NEXT.
All of us on this Omnisciently bestowing Universe; might be of wholesomely and perplexingly different; brains. But that’s really transient and comes NEXT.
All of us on this magically healing Universe; might be of wholesomely and unfathomably different; dreams. But that’s really fleeting and comes NEXT.
All of us on this magnetically multiplying Universe; might be of wholesomely and unceasingly different; nationalities. But that’s really subjugated and comes NEXT.
But all of us on this eternally egalitarian Universe; have been; are and will forever and ever and ever; symbiotically continue to be God’s most pricelessly unconquerable “HUMANS/LIVING BEINGS”. Now that’s really and irrefutably immortal and comes “ FIRST ”….
©®COPYRIGHT-2005, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Nikhil Parekh
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1166.
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Five Star
On the surface it was merely a conglomerate of
meticulously assembled stone and colossal pillars;
extruding boundless feet from the trajectory of
congenially moist soil,
But what made the castle stupendously FIVE STAR; was
the majestic King; Queen and princess philandering
inside; the ambience of unconquerable royalty that
profusely perpetuated the air from all sides…..
On the surface it was an insipid amalgamation of dry
twig; streams; and fathomless kilometers of insatiably
untamed wilderness,
But what made the forest irrefutably FIVE STAR; was
the melodiously harmonious chirping of the spell
binding nightingale; the poignantly enamoring trails
of the regally mischievous lion and kin….
On the surface it was a macabre view of countless
stray bones; agglutinated in articulate tandem and
disdainfully abhorring every sensitive entity around,
But what made the brain Omnisciently FIVE STAR; was
its unsurpassable entrenchment of compassionate
fantasy; its unrelenting ability to conceive beyond
the realms of the infinite infinity…..
On the surface they were just overwhelmingly lanky
poles of inconspicuously coagulated mud; pompously
protruding towards the Mid-Day Sun,
But what made the mountains invincibly FIVE STAR; was
their unflinchingly intrepid ability to confront the
most acrimoniously mightiest of storm; uninhibitedly
sequester one and all in swirl of gregarious
belonging; handsomely alike……
On the surface it was just a flabbily gargantuan
assemblage of foaming water; nervously rising and
falling umpteenth number of times in a singleton
minute; under the most evanescent rays of the Sun,
But what made the sea ravishingly FIVE STAR; was its
miraculously rejuvenating froth; the fountains of
voluptuously tangy salt that it vibrantly diffused;
after clashing against the seductive rocks…..
On the surface it was just a frigidly sticky and
pugnaciously dribbling liquid; shabbily corrupting all
thoroughly synchronized space around,
But what made the hive enchantingly FIVE STAR; was its
beautifully holistic scores of rambunctious bees;
symbiotically melanging with the spirit of effusive
existence; to disseminate ubiquitous sweetness all
around….
On the surface it was just a parsimoniously molded
cauldron of wax; obnoxiously infiltrating the blissful
atmosphere with its snobbishly inflated stench,
But what made the candle Omnipresently FIVE STAR; was
its heavenly ability to illuminate even the most
horrendously sinister darkness; impregnate a spell of
optimistic enlightenment in the lives of those
treacherously deprived….
On the surface it was just a ferocious looking
fireball of blistering gases; gruesomely charring even
the most Herculean entity who dared to trespass by its
belligerently flaming side,
But what made the Sun Omnipresently FIVE STAR; was its
rays of perpetually triumphant happiness; its endless
cradle of celestial light which unassailably embraced
every organism; irrespective of caste; creed or
spurious rites….
On the surface he was just a haphazard synchronization
of flesh and bones; with everything being savagely
engulfed by unruly hair; hair and capriciously mangled
hair,
But what made Man unchallengably FIVE STAR; was the
wave of Godly philanthropism in his commiserating
eyes; the apostle of Universal benevolence
wholeheartedly pouring from his amiable palms….
On the surface it was just a disconcerting mass of
mucus and derogatory darkness; ghoulishly scaring the
wits of anybody who witnessed it for the very first
time,
But what made the nostril Omnipotently FIVE STAR; was
its essence of timelessness; the tireless paradise of
air that it synergistically inhaled and exhaled; to
astoundingly procreate the chapters of sacred
survival……
And on the surface it was just a morbidly bubbling
river of blood and infinite nerves; thundering
uncertainly into the aisles of nothingness; as each
instant unveiled,
But what made the heart perpetually FIVE STAR; was its
exotically fascinating string of humanitarian beats;
immortalizing forever and ever; the spirit of God’s
most priceless gift called; EXISTENCE….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1167.
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Flames between their hearts
The flames on ground; died a miserable death with the
slightest draught of insipid wind,
But the flames between their philandering eyes; rose
higher than the majestic skies; even in the most
tumultuously overwhelming of rain and storm….
The flames on ground; subsided to wisps of absolute
nothingness; at even the tiniest insinuation of flood
approaching,
But the flames between their passionate chests;
transcended well beyond the realms of fascinating
eternity; even as the unfathomable battalion of
satanic demons; tried to kill them…
The flames on ground; tried their best to elude the
insurmountably overpowering tornado; squealing like
new born mice as they heard the brazen leaves rustle
the slightest,
But the flames between their voluptuous lips; kissed
the ultimate crescendos of untamed liberation; even as
the entire planet parasitically sucked blood and
lecherously manipulated outside…
The flames on ground; soon metamorphosed to frigidly
wincing embers; unable to bear the onslaught of leaf
and clouds,
But the flames between their eternal feet; interlocked
themselves into an entrenchment of unsurpassable
belonging; even as cloudbursts of uncouth diabolism
pelted from realms of hell…
The flames on ground; shirked disdainfully into their
devastated cocoons; as the horde of whistling wolves
trampled them indiscriminately,
But the flames between their ardent bellies;
transformed all lackadaisical dreariness on this earth
into bountiful paradise; even as a mountain of
treacherous monsters stabbed them ruthlessly on their
necks…
The flames on ground; vacillated in ungainly
confusion; even before the fireball of Sun could
silently slip behind the dolorously languid horizons,
But the flames between their ravishingly charismatic
palms; united for fathomless more births yet to
unveil; even as the murderously conventional society
tried to exonerate them with their commercial swords….
The flames on ground; incessantly feared of being
washed away by the most infedile of froth; although
the ocean was a billion kilometers away,
But the flames between their seductively alluring
cheeks; tantalized perpetually in the aisles of
vibrant desire; even as civilizations collapsed
outside; like a pack of soggy cards….
The flames on ground; had absolutely no entity of
their own; drifting miserably in the direction that
the somber wind took them,
But the flames between their fervently reverberating
bodies; evolved into the most wonderfully enigmatic
morning of tomorrow; even as sky disastrously blended
with every cranny of earth outside….
And The flames on ground; sometimes sunk well beneath
their ghastly corpse; even before they could
moderately rise to their one inch height,
But the flames between their immortally throbbing
heart; proliferated into boundless more streams of
royal love; even as the hideously sinister world came
to a veritable end; outside….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Followed
When I rampantly sprinted on the profusely snow laden
hills; I was perilously followed by monstrous
avalanches of ominously freezing and coldblooded;
ice,
When I merrily philandered through the mystically
dense forests; I was diabolically followed by the roar
of the satanically treacherous and ravenously furry;
lion;
When I handsomely sailed in rhapsodic mists of
fathomless sky; I was romantically followed by
thunderbolts of poignantly crimson and majestic;
clouds,
When I painstakingly crawled through the heart of the
acrimoniously boiling desert; I was truculently
followed by whirlwinds of vindictively gusty and
brazenly burying; dust,
When I exuberantly swam through ravishingly undulating
waves of the colossally choppy ocean; I was stealthily
followed by a festoon of preposterously eccentric and
menacing; white sharks,
When I languidly trespassed through the mesmerizing
meadows at the onset of transient dusk; I was
enigmatically followed by my stupendously lanky and
inscrutable; shadow,
When I valiantly kissed the soil of my revered
motherland; I was patriotically followed by a wave of
dynamically unflinching and philanthropic;
righteousness,
When I uninhibitedly wandered through the corridors of
tantalizing paradise; I was magnificently followed by
the aroma of vibrantly unending and blissful;
seduction,
When I ruthlessly trampled my feet in the despicable
pig’s den; I was intransigently followed by abominably
dilapidated and worthlessly threadbare; stink,
When I harmoniously clambered up the resplendently
moonlit tree; I was enchantingly followed by the sound
of the melodiously marvelous and enthralling;
nightingale,
When I bounced like an untamed prince in the
sacrosanct lap of my mother; I was invincibly followed
by the irrefutably honest and everlasting; spirit of
immaculate innocence,
When I ebulliently rolled through the nectar coated
garden of scarlet roses; I was grandiloquently
followed by royally unconquerable and poignantly
effusive; golden scent,
When I embodied boundless lines of benign poetry on
barren soil; I was Omnisciently followed by the
blessings of the unassailably Omnipotent and supreme;
Almighty Lord,
When I gloriously flirted with the astoundingly
iridescent rainbows in fathomless sky; I was
mischievously followed by innocuously heavenly and
jubilantly fresh; childhood,
When I inadvertently stumbled upon pools of ghastily
remorseful blood; I was lecherously followed by
salaciously horrific and abhorrent; retribution,
When I insidiously loitered through morbidly obsolete
boundaries of extinguishing oblivion; I was brutally
followed by corpses of devastatingly dithering and
maliciously bizarre; stagnation,
When I greedily embarked on my expedition with
vandalizing hoodlums; I was unforgivingly followed by
savage daggerheads of vengefully cruel and
indiscriminately heartless; no respite,
When I intrepidly marched on the path of perpetual
humanity; I was celestially followed by the
unequivocally glittering and priceless rays; of
eternal mankind,
And when I synergistically inhaled air in my lungs to
passionately lead life; and even infinite centuries
after my veritable death; I was immortally followed by
her voluptuously bestowing and wonderfully divine;
LOVE…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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