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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1317.
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If ever this head had to bow down
Not even an infinitesimal trifle infront of the greatest of Mountains; the most indomitably towering and unconquerably intrepid of their Herculean epitomes,
Not even a diminutive trifle infront of the greatest of Philosophers; the most sacredly learned and pricelessly inimitable of their sermons on the chapters of symbiotic existence,
Not even a mercurial trifle infront of the greatest of Forests; the most majestically untamed and insuperably parading of their indomitable lions,
Not even an evanescent trifle infront of the greatest of Warriors; the most scintillatingly patronizing and fearlessly infallible of their impregnable swords,
Not even an ethereal trifle infront of the greatest of Oceans; the most fabulously triumphant and unflinchingly undulating of their glorious waves,
Not even an oblivious trifle infront of the greatest of Roses; the most sensuously inebriating and marvelously unbridled of their pristine scent,
Not even an abstemious trifle infront of the greatest of Seductresses; the most evocatively tantalizing and supremely glistening of their beautifully embellished bellies,
Not even a vespered trifle infront of the greatest of Magicians; the most fantastically resplendent and wonderfully emollient of their intriguing tricks,
Not even an infidel trifle infront of the greatest of Artists; the most poignantly heartfelt and gloriously uninhibited of their boundless creations,
Not even an inconspicuous trifle infront of the greatest of Moon; the most resplendently effervescent and exhilaratingly enlightening of its supernatural shine,
Not even a parsimonious trifle infront of the greatest of Curreny Coin; the most supremely accentuated and royally comforting of its indispensably brilliant glitter,
Not even an oblivious trifle infront of the greatest of Institution; the most splendidly fabulous and unsurpassably eclectic of its innovative teaching patterns,
Not even an obsolete trifle infront of the greatest of Politicians; the most manipulatively uncanny and unsparingly pulverizing of their brutal ways,
Not even a disappearing trifle infront of the greatest of Castles; the most gorgeously adorned and indefatigably unassailable of their ardently inimitable thrones,
Not even a vacillating trifle infront of the greatest of Destiny Lines; the most irrefutably unfurling and inevitably emollient of their enigmatic pathways,
Not even a feckless trifle infront of the greatest of Nightingales; the most unbelievably serendipitous and holistically purifying of astounding melodies,
Not even a fugitive trifle infront of the greatest of Hearts; the most Immortally unshakable and passionately mellifluous of their perpetual beats,
Not even an extinguishing trifle infront of the greatest of Lives; the most synergistically truthful and limitlessly altruistic of their vivid ideologies,
Not even an unmentionable trifle infront of the greatest of Tornadoes; the most unrelentingly unstoppable and timelessly unimpeachable of their virgin winds,
But if ever this head had to bow down infront of anyone of this spell bindingly fathomless Universe; then it would be and forever be none other than; the invincibly sacred feet of my Mother who bore me in her divinely womb for 9 painstaking months and the grace of the perpetually Omnipotent Almighty Lord; who bestowed upon me breath to live and wholesomely created me
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ฉฎcopyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1318.
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If I had a thousand lives
If I had a thousand bricks stashed beside my persona;
I would utilize them all
to construct an invincible house,
If I had a thousand fishes slithering for life in my
vicinity; I would put
them back into the saline sea,
If I had a thousand burnt needles in my palms; I would
embellish them with ice
candy; incorporating them on the surface of chocolate
cake,
If I had a thousand pens full of fountain ink; I would
inundate the blank
demeanor of paper with a battalion of literature,
If I had a thousand apples embossed with brilliantly
radiant skins; I would
peel of the same at lightning speeds and cupidly
devour the imprisoned juice,
If I had a thousand cars aligned right outside my
driveway; I would traverse
through the steep hills with a cavalcade of soldiers
following me,
If I had a thousand cubes of cheese strewn haphazardly
beside my nose; I would
nibble at a few distributing the rest amongst a
plethora of red ants,
If I had a thousand pieces of flocculent cotton; I
would juxtapose them
together; then sleeping in tranquil calm on the
conglomerate of my innovative
bed,
If I had a thousand hunter dogs; I would engage them
in tracking nefarious
criminals; reprimanding the culprits severely for
their compendium of
misdeeds,
If I had a thousand balls of immaculate marble; I
would bang them on the
ground to produce a deafening noise; roll with sheer
exhilaration on the
same,
If I had a thousand cakes of deplorable cowdung; I
would smear them on the
walls of my house; sparing a few to splash around
mischievously,
If I had a thousand legs; I would sleep; at the same
time walk; clambering up
the treacherous terrain without perspiring in the sun,
If I had thousand eyes; I would clearly sight
disdainful traffic in front as
well as in the rear; alongwith the twinkling stars in
the sky,
If I had a thousand dreams; I would keep sleeping all
sunlit day as well as in
the starry night,
If I had a thousand tongues; I would eloquently speak
the language of each
city in the world with nonchalant ease,
If I had a thousand arms; I would embrace all whom I
revered without feeling
drearily exhausted,
If I had a thousand moons; I wouldnt need a mirror to
gaze at my reflection;
instead would admire my intricate silhouette in the
celestial body,
If I had a thousand glasses of poignant brandy lying
on the shelf; I would
consume it regularly with unprecedented jubilation;
and would always refrain
from contracting a cold,
If I had a thousand guns; I would use them to
assassinate traces of crime
inhabiting this earth,
If I had a thousand leaves of red betel; I would chew
them incessantly thereby
coating my lips with scarlet color,
If I had a thousand cameras; I would use them all to
snap the picture of the
ones I cherished,
If I had a thousand twigs of wood; I would stack them
meticulously to
incinerate a crackling fire; relishing the gratifying
warmth all throughout
the chilly night,
If I had a thousand biscuits of gold; I would blend
them to form exquisite
pieces of jewelry; purchase the best quality of
Persian silk,
And if by the grace of god I had a thousand lives to
live in; I would
unrelentingly love the girl of my dreams; the very
girl I today passionately
cared for.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1319.
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If I had your love
If I had your love; I would be able to light blazing
fires in icy water,
If I had your love; I could impart life in dead blades
of insipid grass,
If I had your love; I could bring the celestial stars
back on terrestrial
land,
If I had your love; I could flood the scorching soil
of the desert with cool
reinvigorating liquid,
If I had your love; I could transform mundane mud into
gold,
If I had your love; I could make the colossal aircraft
fly without wings,
If I had your love; I could make the ceiling bulb
shine without electricity,
If I had your love; I could make disdainful stones
glitter like exquisite
diamonds,
If I had your love; I could make those bereft of
indispensable sight;
blissfully see,
If I had your love; I could embed the hearts of brutal
criminals with
perpetual love,
If I had your love; I could blend the sapphire clouds
existing in the
firmament of sky in the balcony of your living room,
If I had your love; I could construct a house with
frigid chunks of decayed
paper,
If I had your love; I could make a computer function
without intricate
programmed microchips,
If I had your love; I could drive a car at flamboyant
speeds without petrol,
If I had your love; I could inundate the immaculate
white canvas with
resplendent streaks of vibrant color,
If I had your love; I could smolder the heat in an
crackling fire without an
extinguisher,
If I had your love; I could emboss the parchment of
bonded paper with infinite
lines of calligraphy with a concoction of my blood,
If I had your love; I could make a dumb man speak like
he was the finest
orator,
If I had your love; I could produce a rainbow in the
gargantuan cosmos without
rain,
If I had your love; I could conquer the tallest summit
of the mountain with
unprecedented ease,
If I had your love; I could win the mightiest of
battles without a sword,
If I had your love; I could submerge myself in fuming
acid without getting
ruthlessly burnt,
If I had your love; I could live without food and
water for marathon hours on
the trot,
If I had your love; I could stroll casually without
clothes amidst the
freezing winds of the snow clad alps,
If I had your love; I could make a snake bite without
injecting its deadly
poison,
If I had your love; I could make individuals sleeping
in dead corpses awaken
with robust life,
If I had your love; I could annihilate the deadliest
of obstacles that
confronted my way,
If I had your love; I could drink the most lethal of
poison and still dance
boisterously on the open streets,
If I had your love; I would feel endowed by the
almighty as the most fortunate
of all existing; and If ever by stroke of hapless
fortune relinquished life;
I would yet feel alive.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1320.
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If I were an immortal heartbeat
If I were a formidable mountain; towering way above
the clouds with my wonderfully enigmatic peaks,
The first thing that I would have done; was to stand
like an invincible wall; for all my comrades
shivering in despicably inexplicable pain
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If I were a turbulently cascading waterfall;
culminating into a blanket of mesmerizing froth after
clashing against the festoon of piquantly shimmering
rocks,
The first thing that I would have done; was to pacify
the insatiable agony of the uncouthly blistering
deserts; enveloping pathetically aggrieved entities in
my rejuvenating swirl
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If I were ravishingly charismatic pearl; diffusing
into a cloudburst of Omnipotent shine; even in the
most acrimoniously ghastly night,
The first thing that I would have done; was to
profoundly illuminate the lives of all orphans
submerged in a dungeon of despair; enlighten their
innocently dreary eyes with my perennial glow
If I were lethally terrorizing bullet; pulverizing
everything to inconspicuous ash; the instant somebody
released the trigger,
The first thing that I would have done; was to
decimate even the most diminutive trace of evil from
the trajectory of this earth; ensuring that it
breathed an air of holistic freedom; an air without
disgustingly corrupt malice
If I were a seductively alluring shadow; magnetically
extending my caress to the most fantastically
panoramic places; far and wide,
The first thing that I would have done; was to
encompass all those tyrannically intimidated and
enslaved; in the ingratiatingly welcome shelter; that
lay embedded in my heavenly arms
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If I were a robustly eternal fruit; blooming into a
fountain of sparkling health; as every minute
tantalizingly unfurled,
The first thing that I would have done; was to appease
the bizarrely disastrous hunger; of all those
innocuously philanthropic; tottering towards the brink
of horrifically ruthless extinction.
If I were the richest man on this Universe; with my
treasury perpetually overflowing with more wealth;
than what the entire planet could ever perceive,
The first thing that I would have done; was to scrap
even the most infinitesimal speck of poverty from
impoverished soil; ensuring that the strong and weak;
existed in threads of irrefutable equality; alike
If I were a hive enshrouded with sacredly oozing
honey; melodiously spawning into a cloud of
astoundingly benevolent newness; as resplendently
milky moonlight fell celestially from the skies,
The first thing that I would have done; was to deluge
every prejudiced life with stupendously uniting
harmony; substituting each cold-blooded wound; with a
gloriously enchanting fortress of mystical romance
And if I were an immortal heartbeat; existing since
countless births in waves of insatiably impregnable
passion,
The first thing that I would have done; was to grant
every devastatingly bereaved heart the ultimate wish
of its survival; witnessing it blossom into
unconquerable happiness; as I granted it the
blissfully lost love of its life
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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