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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1277.
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Footsteps
The footsteps of hatred were as dim as the setting
Sun; having no entity of their own; as they lingered
ludicrously between dusk and starry twilight,
The footsteps of lies were as squalid as the overripe
fruit; abhorrently stinking with a fleet of
inconspicuous insects; devouring them to insipid
nothingness,
The footsteps of discrimination were as dark as the
pathetically dilapidated dungeons; melting into
bizarre oblivion; even as the flamboyant Sun; blazed
in passionate agony outside,
The footsteps of treachery were as maim as the
disastrously skeletal witch; reducing to infinitesimal
ash as each instant unveiled,
The footsteps of violence were as ethereal as the
mosquito’s shadow; diminutively retreating into their
cocoon; with the lone draught of united breeze,
The footsteps of slavery were as horrendous as the
claustrophobic gutters; with even the most dirtiest of
pigs; irrevocably refusing to follow their path,
The footsteps of communalism were as frigid as the
falling leaf; blending ridiculously with disdainful
charcoal; even before they could alight a single inch
from celestial earth,
The footsteps of suicide were as cowardly as the
devilish scorpion; which ejected the ultimate sting of
its life; yet retracting countless kilometers back
into shivering soil,
The footsteps of manipulation were as helpless as
those behind the sordid prison bars; eating their lips
in invidious frustration; as the blissful bounced and
triumphed outside,
The footsteps of condemnation were as neglected as
countless number of tiny parasites; being pulverized
to a miserable death; even before they were born,
The footsteps of nonchalance were as insidiously
sinister as baseless cigar smoke; which ate you like a
devastating scarecrow from each of your intricate
insides,
The footsteps of prejudice were as disdainful as the
lavatory cockroach; feasting on raw feces; when an
appetizing aroma of food fervently awaited them before
their eyes,
The footsteps of laziness were as brittle as
dolorously shattered glass; distorting the most
ravishing of caricatures; into hideously funny clowns,
The footsteps of ill will were as haplessly trapped;
as the body of a robust human; in the jaws of the
preposterously gigantic whale,
The footsteps of terrorism were as decaying as
horrifically rotting carrion; being ruthlessly ripped
apart into a fathomless segments; by ominous vultures
indefatigably hovering around,
The footsteps of brutality were as feeble as miserly
soot; crumbling and deplorably squandering into an
infinite bits; even while the wind blew a trifle
outside,
The footsteps of betrayal were as
worthless as the
rolling stones; orphaned and kicked at all quarters of
this planet; by every tangible who transgressed on
mud,
The footsteps of torture were as murky as the haze
that engulfed mockingly at dawn; evaporating into an
island of nothingness; with a single stroke of
righteousness,
But the footsteps of love; were a wave that immortally
bonded one an all on this Universe alike; an
unconquerable force to harmonious prosperity; or to
simply put it; the only footsteps which were heard in
every cranny of God’s planet; even before they tread….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1278.
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For Anything & Everything—Anytime & Anywhere…
When I needed just reassurance; I perhaps sought the company of my invincible mother the most—as a single look into her majestically befriending eyes—cleared an infinite complicated webs of an infinite dreaded lifetimes,
When I needed just discipline; I perhaps sought the company of my father the most—as a mere languid walk by his side—inevitably triggered each forlornly stagnating muscle of mine go taut—beyond the most unprecedented degrees of comprehension,
When I needed just enigma; I perhaps sought the company of midnight the most—as even the most obfuscated wisp of blackness engulfing me—transported me into a countless births of my past—and an umpteenth chapters of untamed sensuality,
When I needed just unrestraint; I perhaps sought the company of my sister the most—as her magnetically uninhibited poise perpetuated me to poignantly share all that I thought I never ever would—at any given space or time,
When I needed just truth; I perhaps sought the company of every new born child the most—as each heartfelt cry of theirs immortalized the spirit of my otherwise parasitically plagiarized existence,
When I needed just faithfulness; I perhaps sought the company of my daintily clad wife the most—as there was a perennial aura of fidelity that most royally radiated—from every bit of stony silence that otherwise enshrouded her,
When I needed just power; I perhaps sought the company of the unflinching Sun the most—staring into its impregnably undying rays and making them my wholesome fire to survive; amidst a pack of ghastly wolves,
When I needed just nostalgia; I perhaps sought the company of my charismatically tinkling grandmother the most—as with every chapter that she heart-renderingly narrated from her biography—I felt more insuperably closer to every thread of my golden past,
When I needed just mischief; I perhaps sought the company of my merrily laughing daughter the most—as she made me feel the most boisterously unabashed entity alive on earth—everytime we hurled raw pancakes of mud in crystal blue sky,
When I needed just humanity; I perhaps sought the company of every different religion around me the most—as I felt that united in a sea of unending color—together we became the most blessedly unconquerable civilization of oneness and of all times,
When I needed just enthrallment; I perhaps sought the company of vivacious nature the most- as I felt life around me inexhaustibly vacillating in an entrenchment of divine ecstasy and eternal freedom of every single organism to survive,
When I needed just adventure; I perhaps sought the company of the undulating sea the most—as with each marvelously tangy wave that crashed against the rocks—I felt a new beginning in the effervescent white froth that rose once again towards the victorious sky,
When I needed just passion; I perhaps sought the company of scarlet blood in my veins the most—as I felt reborn with an infinite untainted muscles of self-belief-with its every uncurbed journey towards each beat of my heart,
When I needed just beauty; I perhaps sought the company of iridescent stars in sky the most-as they most enchantingly illuminated even the grotesquely stagnating entities on soil—to eventually become the uncrowned jewels of my eye,
When I needed just innocence; I perhaps sought the company of the sacrosanct cow the most—as no matter what ludicrously perverted garbage that the world abandoned her into to consume—all she still had to give to one and all was impeccable milk divine,
When I needed just lavishness; I perhaps sought the company of my whimsical grandfather the most—as he could virtually lay every priceless gift of the Universe at my feet—at even the tiniest of my babyishly false cry,
When I needed just exhilaration; I perhaps sought the company of virgin wind the most—as I felt magically transported to every wonderfully ameliorating footprint of heaven; everytime it sensuously caressed every roused pore of my shivering skin,
When I needed just fantasy; I perhaps sought the company of fathomless azure sky the most; as just sporadically gazing at its immortal open heart—linked me to every triumphantly surreal mist of heaven; even as I pathetically fizzled each day from a robotic 9 to 9,
But for anything & everything; anytime & anywhere, I humbly knelt down only infront of the lord; praying to him to be by sole guiding light; praying to him to let me remain as his worthless servant for an infinite more lifetimes…©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1279.
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For every beat of hers
I wanted to live for each smile of hers; the laughter
that uninhibitedly emanated from her throat; that made
me feel greater than the God's,
I wanted to live for each tear of hers; the poignant
river of empathy which oozed from her mesmerizing
eyes; catapulting me into a paradise beyond realms of
mundane earth,
I wanted to live for each word of hers; the majestic
sounds that wafted from her mouth when she spoke;
propelling me to float in the surreal clouds with the
cadence of her seductive voice,
I wanted to live for each whim of hers; the fastidious
festoon of intricacies that enveloped her persona;
making me admire her for her profoundly babyish
attitudes,
I wanted to live for each footstep of hers; the
stupendously exotic rhythm that drifted as she
caressed the soil; making me oblivious to all other
sounds that existed in this Universe,
I wanted to live for each finger of hers; the rubicund
tinge which encompassed her dainty fists; that
fomented me to stare wildly till times beyond
eternity,
I wanted to live for each wink of hers; the uncannily
enigmatic way in which her eyelashes fluttered
flirtatiously; inundating my life with waves of
insurmountable ecstasy and the dance of sheer
euphoria,
I wanted to live for each dream of hers; the
cloudbursts of vivacious fantasy in her eyes as each
minute unveiled; which made me blinded to the most
brilliantly dazzling Sunlight,
I wanted to live for each passion of hers; the
unrelenting ardor that besieged her countenance with
as she marched towards triumph; making me rise above
the ashes to discover my soul,
I wanted to live for every vein of hers; the
tumultuous fervency with which an ocean of scarlet
blood flowed through her body; making my conviction in
self more fortified than the colossal mountains,
I wanted to live for every shadow of hers; the
mystical way in which her contours nictitated with
changing shades of light; wrecking the last iota of
sleep from my insatiably wandering sight,
I wanted to live for every cry of hers; the
insurmountable innocence that reflected profusely in
her voice; transiting me way back to the times when I
had just tread my first foot on mother earth,
I wanted to live for every yawn of hers; the
ravishingly ingratiating aura that encapsulated her
visage; which made me collapse like a box of lifeless
matchsticks on blankets of cold ground,
I wanted to live for every sigh of hers; the supreme
contentment that celestially settled on each pore of
her body; which made me relinquish all my volcano of
overwhelming greed in life,
I wanted to live for every dance of hers; the
tantalizing way in which she swished her heavenly
demeanor in torrential rain; making me exist far
beyond my destined quota of years,
I wanted to live for every snore of hers; the
delectably immaculate island of fairies which resided
in her luscious lips; flooding my life with
unsurpassable ebullience and cheer,
I wanted to live for every nod of hers; the
irrefutably assertiveness with which she said 'no';
augmenting my tenacious determination to face each
hurdle of acrimonious life,
I wanted to live for every breath of hers; the
Omnipotent grace with which it diffused from her
nostrils; instilling in me an invincible power to
live,
And over and above all I wanted to live for every beat
of hers; the indefatigable number of times her heart
palpitated passionately; fortifying my faith in dying
existence; fortifying my faith in dying mankind….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1280.
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For me
For all in the colossal Universe it was simply a
shriveled pathway of; deadened twigs and incongruously
mangled leaves,
But for me it was more sacred than all holiness
majestically circumscribing the atmosphere; as her
divinely feet had blissfully walked upon it; just an
instant ago….
For all in the gigantic Universe it was simply an
inconspicuously waif stream; ludicrously drying as the
austerity of the midday Sun increased even an
infinitesimal trifle,
But for me it was more heavenly than the walls of
resplendently blessed paradise; as her bountifully
enthralling lips had sipped water from it; just an
instant ago….
For all in the fathomless Universe it was simply a
sordidly ramshackle house; disdainfully embroiled in
the wrath of miserably remorseful desolation since
centuries unprecedented,
But for me it was more priceless than the blood
compassionately gushing through my veins; as her
miraculously humanitarian silhouette had wandered in
it; just an instant ago…
For all in the unceasing Universe it was simply a
lifelessly beleaguered stone; being ruthlessly kicked
left; right and center by a juggernaut of aliens as
time rapidly unraveled,
But for me it was more insuperable than every
conceivable power of the sky; as her iridescently
godly palms had fondled it; just an instant ago…
For all in the mesmerizing Universe it was simply a
cadaverously barren canvas; amorphously fretting in a
mist of inconsolable loneliness,
But for me it was more beautiful than the entire
beauty of this panoramic beauty compounded together;
as the whites of her impeccable eyes had stared at it;
just an instant ago…
For all in the magnetic Universe it was simply a
deranged bit of disillusioned sheepskin; painstakingly
withering with even the most diminutive draught of
wind pounding it on the jagged slopes,
But for me it was more ardent than the vibrant
electricity of this entire earth; as she had worn it
on her enchantingly effulgent skin; just an instant
ago….
For all in the Herculean Universe it was simply a
lackadaisical flower; forlornly shutting its petals at
the onset of blackness; and shedding them like
nine-pins at the tiniest innuendo of storm,
But for me it was more fragrant than all righteousness
that radiated from this globe; as she had cast her
invincibly peerless shadow upon it; just an instant
ago….
For all in the limitless Universe it was simply a
whiff of evanescently exhaling air; that punctuated
the atmosphere like countless more of its kind,
But for me it was more unconquerable than the spirit
of timelessly godly existence on this mesmerizing
earth; as she had inhaled it and made it her
enchanting breath; just an instant ago…
And for all in the boundless Universe it was simply a
worthless beat that randomly floated in the arid
winds; purposelessly swirling around without any
ostensible rhythm or rhyme,
But for me it was more charismatic than the chapter of
mystically endowing life; as she had immortally made
it the perennial love of her heart; just an instant
ago….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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