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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1229.
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Don't you dare devil
It was a bundle of overwhelmingly sparkling joy;
please don’t mercilessly maraud its flesh; with your
obnoxiously uncouth nails,
It was a sacrosanct leaf of freshly blossoming life;
please don’t invidiously inundate its immaculate
brain; with your horrendously truculent tales of
bizarre manipulation,
It was a fairy having just descended from the heart of
celestial sky; please don’t gruesomely maim it with
your indiscriminately cold-blooded stride,
It was the ultimate fulfilling fantasy of any two
perpetual lovers; please don’t heinously strangulate
the last iota of breath from its innocuously godly
body; with your infernos of indescribably sordid
malice,
It was a quintessentially ardent constituent in God’s
chapter of timeless procreation; please don’t ghastily
blind it forever; even before it could open its
mesmerizing eyes,
It was an Omnipotent lantern illuminating countless
dwellings besieged with disparaging despair; please
don’t ruthless snap its hands; with your fangs of
vindictive hatred,
It was an unassailable harbinger of humanity; please
don’t venomously poison its holistically vibrant soul;
with your lecherously stinking world of politics and
crime,
It was an astoundingly eclectic and unconquerable
prince; please don’t lay a battlefield of your
pugnaciously acrid thorns in whatever path that it
crawled and blissfully tread,
It was a fountain of inexorably unending happiness;
please don’t satanically thrash its ears; with your
whips of derogatorily unforgivable savagery,
It was an everlastingly smiling doll which embraced
all mankind; please don’t sinfully replace its
bountifully adorable laughter; with your ghoulish
teardrops of torturously penalizing hell,
It was the most divine fantasy of every organism
alive; please don’t hideously cripple its unblemished
originality; with your disparaging greed and
ostracizing prejudice,
It was an unparalleled jewel of the poignant eye;
please don’t salaciously rip apart its skin; with your
profusely blood stained and barbaric butcher knife,
It was a blessing from the cosmos to all fraternity of
mankind breathing and alive; please don’t trade its
innocently benign flesh; for your sinister wads of
debasing money,
It was the most impregnable Sun of tomorrow; a spell
bindingly guiding light; please don’t horrifically
confound its boundless resplendence; with your
cloudcovers of treacherously gory night,
It was an unfathomable cistern of perennial
enchantment; please don’t bawdily kick it with your
bohemian toes; always sunk way beneath the graveyards
of insane lifelessness,
It was the greatest star ever shining on marvelous
earth divine; please don’t brutally plagiarize it with
corpses of illiteracy and pernicious sodomy; instead
of gifting it with effulgent toys,
It was a horizon which had absolutely no end; please
don’t vengefully asphyxiate its chords of celestial
existence; with the disdainful abhorrence for all
surviving; ostensibly burgeoning in your eyes,
It was an immortal heartbeat pulsating with
unstoppable life; please don’t tyrannically deprive it
of all the fathomless tributaries of love; that it was
destined to assimilate every unfurling minute of its
beautiful life,
In the name of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord O! Devil;
please don’t in anyway harm the new born child; even
if your desire to kill transcends everything else on
this planet; you can readily take my life; but please
don’t harm the child; don't you dare harm the freshest
outcry of newborn life
©®copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1230.
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Drought
Hordes of cattle lay lifeless on the streets,
lush green crops had withered in meek submission,
succulent fruits on tree branches had died a gruesome
death,
a trio of birds had forgotten to chirp their daily
rhymes,
predecessors of the ophidian had sunk deep
beneath cocoons of soil,
dense foliage of green was now reduced to threadbare
strips of brittle brown,
crystal white streams of the mountain had dried in
their roots,
mighty perennial rivers could now be sighted as fetid
pools of shallow water,
gallons of saline liquid had evaporated from the
oceans,
glistening surface of barren rock boiled in tumultuous
fury of the sun,
tantalizing mirages loomed large at steaming patches
of road,
the ground was strewn with sizzling pancakes resting
on embers of red coal,
rotund island of fuming sun smiled brutally all day,
long wires of cable had started to melt in the heat,
desires for thirst soared to gigantic proportions,
spots of shade were a rare treat to witness in the
nerve-wrecking heat,
dirty brown lizards swished their tongues viciously in
disdain,
levels of mercury reached astronomical heights in the
day,
with little respite in the abhorrent sultry night,
the sky hadnt wept since times immemorial,
there was not a droplet of free water availaible to
quench my thirst,
it seemed as if god had forgotten to bless the earth
with rain,
penalizing millions of human on earth for their
catalogue of misdeeds,
with savage strokes to encounter the brunt of DROUGHT.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1231.
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Dying for the first time
The outlines of vivacious trees seemed to be getting
blurred as the minutes unveiled; with their colossal
demeanor now appearing as sandwiched matchsticks,
The atmosphere seemed to be getting colder by the
instant; although the air surrounding me was at the
astronomical peak of sweltering summer,
The cars transgressing in vicinity seemed to be an
obfuscated whiz; as if blotches of soft cotton sped
forward at thunderous velocities,
The deafening roar of the panther; seemed to be like
an inconspicuous squeak; although the beast kept
incessantly parading round my persona,
The fingers of my palm felt like squelched jelly;
collapsing with a thud on the ground; no matter how
intractably I tried to hold them up,
The color of the flamboyantly pugnacious Sun; seemed
like a pallid white mushroom lying scattered in
oblivion on the ground,
The boundlessly towering mountain ranges in the
surrounding; seemed like a weak stone lying nimbly
beside my palm,
The ingratiatingly appetizing morsels of food and
ravishing water lying before my feet; seemed to be
completely bland; like a wriggling worm engulfed with
slime,
The artists spell binding painting embodied on
scintillating white canvas; seemed like a lame duck
floating without a single droplet of water,
The mammoth barrel of heavenly crimson whisky; seemed
to be like a diminutive mosquito irascibly bothering
me in my ears,
The impeccable white shirt which the farmer was
wearing; seemed to be profusely entrenched with
diabolically ghastly blood,
The timidly placid waves of the ocean; seemed as if
they were satanically caressing the pearly moon,
The infinitesimal bodied ants crawling on the marshy
ground; seemed like ghoulishly colossal monsters;
making a dash towards my neck,
The glittering heap of accolades that I had won all
throughout the tenure of my life; seemed like a
baseless piece of stinking shit,
The toes sewn to my indigenously bohemian feet; felt
as heavy as a sac full of stones; intransigently
protested to move an inch,
The beats of my violently palpitating heart; seemed to
be reducing drastically by the unfurling moment; a
stupendously ghastly pale now enveloped my other
rubicund chin,
The nostalgic memories of my innocuous childhood; the
people whom I most ardently revered all along my life;
now deluged my brain with ethereally fleeting images,
The silken cocoon of clouds hovering in the austerely
empty sky; seemed to be at whisker lengths from my
nose,
Everything around me appeared hazily
obliterated; the
most celestial of things seemed to be disastrously
plagued; the most passionate of my memories seemed to
be mixing with threadbare mud,
And my breath was just on the verge of relinquishing
me forever to blend with the Almighty awaiting my
arrival in Heaven; as I take this dismal opportunity
to pen down some of my horrendous experiences; before
finally dying; before dying for the first time in my
life….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1232.
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Dying in your perpetual lap
An honor more indomitable for me; than euphorically catapulting to the
most
handsomely embellished summit of the invincible Himalayas,
An honor more Herculean for me; than resplendently relishing every
ingredient of my blood; with the eternally fructifying fruits of
venerated
mother nature,
An honor more unsurpassable for me; than engendering the entire
gigantic
Universe to nimbly dance; on my harmoniously symbiotic fingertips,
An honor more unlimited for me; than assimilating every conceivable
trace of
affluence; from the panoramically mesmerizing treasuries of this
fathomless
planet,
Was breathing the last breath of my impoverished life in your divinely
arms
O! Eternal Beloved; profoundly reminiscing those ardent moments when we
had
just first met; and then dying in your beautiful lap only to be reborn;
as
yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER…
1.
An honor more unfathomable for me; than rejoicing my life as a
rapaciously
embellished prince; every unfurling minute that I insuperably lived,
An honor more limitless for me; than imbibing every bit of ingenious
proliferation; that bountifully flowered on the trajectory of this
unbelievably eclectic Universe,
An honor more boundless for me; than leading every instant of my
existence
as the wind of aristocratically blazing patriotism and philanthropic
selflessness,
An honor more momentous for me; than being consecrated as a temple of
heavenly righteousness; for my indefatigable pioneering of the religion
of
humanity,
Was breathing the last breath of my truncated life close to your
enchanting
lips O! Enamoring Beloved; poignantly reminiscing our clandestine
flirtation
away from all conventionally tyrannical society; and then dying in your
perennial lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL
LOVER…
2….
An honor more victorious for me; than reigning as an inferno of
unassailably
unflinching authority; over every construable bit of space on this
relentlessly unceasing earth,
An honor more unending for me; than being worshipped as an irrevocably
altruistic martyr; by all echelon of iridescently motley mankind,
An honor more memorable for me; than impregnably illuminating as a
singular
flame of Omnipotently optimistic hope; in every household besieged with
ghoulishly disparaging despair,
An honor more enlightening for me; than relentlessly feasting my eyes
on the
corridors of peerlessly undefeatable and blissfully timeless paradise,
Was breathing the last breath of my destitute life staring into your
ingratiatingly pristine eyes O! Bountiful Beloved; compassionately
reminiscing those moments when our lips met in torrentially ecstatic
frenzy
for the very first time; and then dying in your inimitable lap; only
to be
reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER…
3..
An honor more tremendous for me; than unrelentingly drenching myself in
the
rain of tirelessly blessing prosperity,
An honor more versatile for me; than being prolifically written about;
serenaded to the most unprecedented limits of cynosure; all across the
hi-tech world,
An honor more towering for me; than being christened as the most
splendidly
sacred; humanitarian saint alive,
An honor more fragrant for me; than coalescing even the most mercurial
cranny of my countenance with the blessedly untainted religion of
unshakable
mankind,
Was breathing the last breath of my unsolicited life nibbling at your
silken
ears O! benign Beloved; effusively reminiscing that instant when we
were
bonded by all religions in threads of connubial matrimony; and then
dying in
your ubiquitous lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL
LOVER…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved
Nikhil Parekh
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