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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1581.
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Naked eyes
When i shielded my eyes from blistering rays of midday
sun,
wearing frivolous black tints of exquisite glass,
palpable objects on the streets appeared faded and
disgustingly murky,
with all garment in flocculent white; seeming to be
dipped in grey sewage
water,
i felt as if sporadic flashes of blindness had
stealthily encroached my
vision.
as i obscured my eyes; with bulky frames of high
powered glass,
slender avenues of my eyeball resembled fully ripened
eggs of the farm hen,
single silhouettes of plebeians struck my eye
as multiple,
i groped my way faltering over bedraggled stone,
reached back my place of dwelling limping; with a host
of broken bones.
after i sealed my eyes with a tightly wound linen
cloth,
acerbic rays of sun god; flooded my vision as an ocean
of red fire,
there was gruesome darkness camouflaging me at the
onset of twilight,
i had to be escorted in person; with embarrassing stares
hissed by oncoming
individuals.
when i obliterated my eyes with round balls of blood
red plastic,
frothy white milk looked like ghastly human blood,
dazzling bandwidths of crimson pierced my eye,
and i refrained completely from consuming all that was
pearly white.
and when i kept my eyes naked for all day and humid
night,
the results were exhilaratingly remarkable,
pungent outlines of clock tower needles now reflected
clearly,
the sunbeams were as sharp as never before,
the full moon shone with undulating islands of misty
black,
it was that very moment that i holistically resolved,
to keep my eyes completely naked for the tenure i was
destined to walk on
mother earth.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1582.
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Natural drink
when drops of fuming acid fell down on the ground,
infinite blades of green grass wailed in cacophonic
unison,
the soil was subjected to unrelenting agony; engulfed
with waves of acerbity.
when globules of crimson paint cascaded on the ground,
a plethora of leaf was submerged with obnoxious color,
strangulating life rendering pores of tangible breath.
when pellets of aromatic effluent tumbled on the
ground,
there arose an utter pandemonium; nimble ants and toads
ran helter-skelter,
the rustic ambience of soil; now transited to
inevitable distortion.
When fetid gutter water leaked out on the ground,
Streams of blotted liquid now imprisoned land,
And there proliferated a battalion of venomous
mosquito with toxic sting.
When an extract of raw sugarcane juice was poured on
the ground,
The coagulated balls of clay relished it on primordial
encounter,
But soon vomited out the surplus with sighs of
increasing impatience.
When a pressured spray of pesticide was sprayed
uniformly on the ground,
Animate creepers repelled it with all their might,
The mud shrieked disdainfully; unable to bear the
tyranny of being mutilated.
And when finally crystal water plummeted from silver
grey clouds,
Famished granules of soil; heaved gargantuan sighs of
relief,
Hungrily suckled the NATURAL DRINK they were deprived
of for marathon hours
on the trot
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1583.
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Nature's glamorous beauty
THE EARTH'S SURFACE of solid crust,
has been uplifted in the form of rust.
The densely foliated trees sway in their rustic dress,
capturing the bleary eyes of a children cresh.
The wind blows, the gale comes,
the mountain river chanting a perfect rhyme,
that will make people forget ghastly crime,
to have several days of relevant peace,
and let insane bloodshed on earth cease.
The wild creepers murmur amongst themselves,
the days freshness, the cologne smell.
The frothy waterfall, the heavenly day,
the obnoxious mountains lined in the way.
Smiling in heavy consternation,
the evening owl glared menacingly,
quietly devouring freshly laid bird egg,
butchering red walls of manly courage.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1584.
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Never ever before
She might be disastrously penurious; treacherously
begging with her bizarrely mutilated palms on the
solitary streets,
But the whites of her impeccably godly eyes; harbored
such vibrantly unending compassion for my diminutive
persona; that was never ever witnessed on this
gigantic earth before
.
She might be tyrannically deprived; haplessly
slithering on ruthlessly cold ground without even the
most inconspicuous stroke of wonderful fortune,
But the contours of her magnanimously bountiful lips;
harbored such ebullient jubilation for my resiliently
advancing footsteps; that was never ever witnessed on
this fathomless earth before
.
She might be horrendously maimed; gruesomely
victimized by unscrupulously torturous elements of the
acrimoniously conventional society,
But the resplendent festoon of her seductively
enamoring eyelashes; harbored such irrefutably
unshakable empathy for my wavering soul; that was
never ever witnessed on this boundless earth before
.
She might be appallingly blinded since the very first
cry of her birth; pathetically tip-toeing at every
juncture of life; at times horrifically staggering to
coalesce with threadbare mud,
But the miraculously unflinching chords of her voice;
harbored such impregnable conviction for my
unconventionally righteous deeds; that was never ever
witnessed on this limitless earth before
She might be disdainfully timid; a merely insipid
caricature of mercurially minuscule bones; as she
sadly stuttered at even the most inconspicuous draught
of wind,
But the Omnisciently immaculate streams of blood in
her body; harbored such affection for even the most
evanescent of my shadow; that was never ever witnessed
on this gargantuan earth before
.
She might be more blacker than abominably sooty
charcoal in complexion; with every quarter of the
turgidly lambasting society; spitting on her in
sardonic nonchalance,
But the invincibly pristine aura circumventing every
part of her demeanor; harbored such astronomical
respect for my deserted countenance; that was never
ever witnessed on this mesmerizing earth before
.
She might be as deaf as a stone; with the world
outside unstoppably abusing her; as they knew she
would still continue to stoically smile at their
demonish faces,
But the intricately sensuous conglomerate of veins in
her sacrosanct visage; harbored such poignancy for my
resurgently galloping stride; that was never ever
witnessed on this relentless earth before
She might be rustically indigenous and simplistic;
with even the most capricious iota of glamour being
unsurpassable miles away from her rudimentary persona,
But the unassailable fireballs of perpetual breath in
her nostrils; harbored such indefatigable support for
each of my philanthropic mission; that was never ever
witnessed on this Herculean earth before
.
And yes; she might be existing in a tumbledown shack
of frigid seaweed; right since the moment she emanated
her very first breath; during the course of being
uncouthly whipped by the inclement planet outside; and
till the last instant that she bid the earth a final
goodbye,
But the glorious river of unconquerable beats in her
heart; harbored such immortal love for my life and
beyond; that was never ever witnessed on this eclectic
earth before
.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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