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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1589.
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No chance for time to speak
We hardly had the time; to know each other’s name; the
fraternity of religion that the tyrannically
conventional society had maliciously placed us in,
We hardly had the time; to conceive each other’s
fantasies; the compassionately seductive whirlpool of
thoughts that circumscribed our tantalizingly nimble
brains,
We hardly had the time; to gauge each other’s
destinies; the inscrutable configuration of lines on
our palms which perhaps held the key to our
enigmatically future lives,
We hardly had the time; to impregnably embrace each
other; uninhibitedly feel the profoundly unconquerable
sensuousness; embedded in our pristinely impeccable
skins,
We hardly had the time; to perceive each other’s
humorous instincts; the uncannily ludicrous clown in
our demeanor’s; that sporadically usurped our souls,
We hardly had the time; to write marathon epic’s of
poetry about each other; artistically swishing our
articulate fingers; in unlimitedly due admiration of
our majestic senses,
We hardly had the time; to wink at each other;
timelessly flirt and philander in euphorically
effervescent youth; through the perennially effulgent
rivers and hills,
We hardly had the time; to pamper each other’s ego;
profusely garnish every cranny of our countenance with
the vividly panoramic goodness of the gigantic planet;
around,
We hardly had the time; to clandestinely date each
other; intrepidly elope on bare horseback skins; to
the most exhilaratingly rhapsodic crannies of the
erotically wild and deciduous forests,
We hardly had the time; to surreptitiously mischief
with each other; unabashedly pull at our hair and
rubicund chin; to bountifully cherish the fruits of
eternally exuberant youth,
We hardly had the time; to gloriously triumph our
presence; ebulliently rejoice to the most
unprecedented limits; hand in hand; dancing under the
iridescently milky moon,
We hardly had the time; to fathom each other’s
families; the societal status; prestige and
relationships that our parent’s had tenaciously
assimilated; in the destined tenure of their lives,
We hardly had the time; to ecstatically laugh and cry;
poignantly engross our personalities in an
unfathomable myriad of humanitarian emotions;
exploring the brilliantly sensitive side of life,
We hardly had the time; to enchantingly mesmerize each
other; insuperably cast the incantation of our
magically unadulterated innocence; upon our fervently
dancing nerves,
We hardly had the time; to unsurpassably thank each
other; for our celestially miraculous interaction; at
a rambunctious corner of an contumaciously disheveled
street,
We hardly had the time; to romanticize the essence of
life; unassailably clasping our hands till times
beyond eternal eternity; under Omnipotently spell
binding rays of the afternoon Sun,
We hardly had the time; to speak our heart out;
timelessly listen to the insides of our chests;
palpitating more passionately than the annals of
extraordinarily benign paradise,
We hardly had the time; to comprehend each other’s
ambitions; the stupendously enamoring missions that we
wanted to embark upon in the chapter of our
beautifully blissful life,
O! Yes; Believe it or not; we really didn’t find time
for doing anything of any sort; as the very first
instant that we witnessed each other; the beats of our
hearts and soul unconquerably bonded in the garland of
immortal love; our lives became one by the grace of
the Omniscient Divine; without giving time the tiniest
of chance to speak or intervene….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1590.
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No Combats
In order to combat the arrow of abhorrently maiming
prejudice; I used the wave of bountifully
compassionate and beautifully celestial;
companionship,
In order to combat the arrow of baselessly dastardly
fear; I used the mountains of unsurpassably fearless
and peerlessly unblemished; courage,
In order to combat the arrow of libidinously
penalizing raunchiness; I used the scent of
righteously scintillating and divinely benign;
humanity,
In order to combat the arrow of venomously acrid
manipulation; I used the sword of exuberantly
unflinching and altruistically blistering; patriotism,
In order to combat the arrow of lasciviously
terrorizing drought; I used the cloud of inimitably
crimson and gregariously perennial; rain,
In order to combat the arrow of fecklessly frigid
depression; I used the sea of rhapsodically untamed
and fragrantly effervescent; happiness,
In order to combat the arrow of turgidly brutal
monotony; I used the sky of fathomlessly ingratiating
and timelessly triumphant; freedom,
In order to combat the arrow of egregiously fetid
laziness; I used the mist of spell bindingly
exhilarating and blessedly proliferating; newness,
In order to combat the arrow of irrationally
indiscriminating greed; I used the mantra of eternally
fantastic and benevolently tranquil; selflessness,
In order to combat the arrow of hedonistically
salacious slavery; I used the rainbow of vivaciously
victorious and irrefutably unassailable; freedom,
In order to combat the arrow of deliriously diabolical
insanity; I used the inferno of harmoniously seductive
and perpetually symbiotic; mankind,
In order to combat the arrow of lackadaisically
directionless dereliction; I used the Sun of
timelessly ticking and everlastingly blazing; truth,
In order to combat the arrow of torturously tormenting
chauvinism; I used the meadows of holistically
placating and impregnably priceless; simplicity,
In order to combat the arrow of vindictively fretful
debauchery; I used the tunes of uninhibitedly
embracing and ubiquitously uniting; poetry,
In order to combat the arrow of bizarrely estranged
commercialism; I used the panacea of vividly
efficacious and invincibly bonding; brotherhood,
In order to combat the arrow of treacherously
asphyxiating boredom; I used the cisterns of
fantastically fantasizing and tantalizingly silken;
sensuousness,
In order to combat the arrow of invidiously
incarcerating betrayal; I used the tonic of
irretrievably unending and tirelessly unfettered;
faith,
In order to combat the arrow of poisonously
pernicious death; I used the carpet of surreally
enigmatic and bounteously heavenly; life,
But in order to combat the arrow of immortally
unshakable love; I didn’t use; not did I ever wanted
to use even the most infinitesimal of defense; as I
let it wholeheartedly pierce the corridors of my
penuriously slavering heart; let it liberate me
forever and ever and ever; from the tensions of greedy
life; from the aftermaths of ghastly death…..
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1591.
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No Control
I could wink exactly when I wanted to; shutting one of
my lid with astoundingly articulate dexterity; and in
wholesome entirety to the lugubriously manipulative
planet outside,
I could yawn exactly when I wanted to; thunderously
stretching the contours of my lips to the most
unprecedented limits; blissfully resonating into an
unfathomably rampant valley of sounds soon thereafter,
I could walk exactly when I wanted to; uninhibitedly
alighting my nimble foot from obdurate ground; paving
an intrepidly sensuous path of my own; as the world
disdainfully entangled in bizarrely disparaging
business outside,
I could dance exactly when I wanted to; bountifully
synchronizing the movements of my impoverished visage;
to majestically blend with the tunes of the
seductively tantalizing and milky night,
I could cry exactly when I wanted to; profusely
squeezing the sockets of my beleaguered eyes;
discordantly inundating even the most infinitesimal
particle of the atmosphere; with an unsurpassable
ocean of cacophonic wails,
I could whisper exactly when I wanted to; amiably
rustling through the partially obfuscated periphery of
my wandering lips; enshrouding every bit of
belligerent retribution with ravishing enchantment,
I could write exactly when I wanted to; blissfully
embellishing fathomless bits of barren paper; with
poetry that poignantly diffused from the inner most
soul and the Gods,
I could fantasize exactly when I wanted to;
unequivocally unveiling the chords of diminutive brain
to the stupendously ingratiating melody of this
timeless earth; exotically delving into inscrutably
titillating territories beyond the obsoletely unknown,
I could smile exactly when I wanted to; exuberantly
puffing my enthrallingly rubicund cheeks;
wholeheartedly letting the scintillating whites of my
teeth harmoniously coalesce with all benign goodness
outside,
I could philander exactly when I wanted to;
flirtatiously elope behind the hills with the
companion of my choice; handsomely allowing the golden
rays of the Omnipotent Sun; to envelop me in
impregnable entirety,
I could roll exactly when I wanted to; rampantly
cascading down the gigantic mountains; regally
caressing the veils of intrepidly exhilarating
adventure; as I rhapsodically made my way down,
I could bathe exactly when I wanted to; rejuvenate the
disastrously gruesome conglomerate of my nerves under
the sparkling waterfalls; even after the heart of
unbelievably dark midnight,
I could fight exactly when I wanted to; mustering all
mighty muscle in a just a single swirl; endeavoring my
ultimate best to save my kin; philanthropically save
my treacherously devastated motherland,
I could chatter exactly when I wanted to; clatter the
piquant buds of my teeth umpteenth number of times in
a single minute; shivering in uncontrollably nervous
waves of dithering skepticism,
I could eat exactly when I wanted to; celestially
assimilating all salubrious fruits of this earth in my
penurious palette; astonishingly replenishing each
ingredient of my blood with nutrition divine,
I could sleep exactly when I wanted to; wholesomely
obscuring my eyes with knots of perennially heavenly
silk; irrefutably sequestering myself way beneath in
the boundless dungeons; without even the most
inconspicuous trace of sound or vibrant light,
I could evolve exactly when I wanted to; fascinatingly
gathering all eclectically resplendent assets of the
Almighty Lord; to stunningly metamorphose the
complexion of this delinquently frazzled Universe,
I could breathe exactly when I wanted to; ebulliently
permeating the dolorously remorseful atmosphere with
fireballs of vivacious glory; igniting an inferno of
untamed celebration even in the center of the
despicably deadened night,
O! yes; I could do this; and I could do that; and by
the Grace of God I was a majestic master of my own
destiny; symbiotically bonding with the eternally
transcending and divine,
But I had absolutely not the slightest control on my
heart; as its passionately triumphant beats
ecstatically wandered without my commands; bonding
with all immortal love on this colossal planet;
bonding with the spell binding spirit to lead an
infinite more lifetimes….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1592.
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No Dividers
The highways of sadistically unending brutality; were ghastily inundated with an infinite dividers of limitlessly indiscriminate and tyrannically lambasting hatred,
The highways of anomalously manipulated lies; were hedonistically inundated with an infinite dividers of fecklessly insane and truculently pernicious reproachfulness,
The highways of chauvinistically tarnished anarchy; were treacherously inundated with an infinite dividers of ignominiously demented and vindictively invidious opposition,
The highways of gorily torturous death; were maliciously inundated with an infinite dividers of indescribably massacring and interminably agonizing misery,
The highways of unsparingly barbarous lies; were criminally inundated with an infinite dividers of ominously pulverizing and horrifically wanton sinfulness,
The highways of crazily beheading molestation; were disdainfully inundated with an infinite dividers of gruesomely opprobrious and inconsolably unsolicited suffering,
The highways of deliriously inane obsession; were pathetically inundated with an infinite dividers of penuriously tormented and haplessly dithering frustration,
The highways of lethally cold-blooded politics; were tawdrily inundated with an infinite dividers of never-endingly inexplicable and bizarrely slandering fear,
The highways of gratuitously profane slavery; were venomously inundated with an infinite dividers of horrendously dilapidated and cadaverously evanescent oppression,
The highways of preposterously robotic commercialism; were abhorrently inundated with an infinite dividers of sacrilegiously intolerable and wickedly debasing corruption,
The highways of indolently shriveled laziness; were perennially inundated with an infinite dividers of baselessly meandering and drearily unnecessary decay,
The highways of malevolently paranoid gloom; were surreptitiously inundated with an infinite dividers of interminably withering and atrociously debilitating disease,
The highways of meaninglessly ungainly cowardliness; were nonchalantly inundated with an infinite dividers of unrelentingly castigating and licentiously floundering infertility,
The highways of parsimoniously cursed illiteracy; were inevitably inundated with an infinite dividers of unsurpassably unforgivable and diabolically stabbing unemployment,
The highways of ghoulishly lonely widowhood; were sorrowfully inundated with an infinite dividers of unfathomably obfuscated and wretchedly deteriorating belief,
The highways of bawdily excoriating adultery; were immorally inundated with an infinite dividers of unforgivably beheading and endlessly amorphous cursedness,
The highways of indefatigably penalizing war; were unfaithfully inundated with an infinite dividers of nonsensically uncalled and ferociously hateful bloodshed,
The highways of acridly maligned betrayal; were vapidly inundated with an infinite dividers of unstoppably incarcerating and distastefully demonic darkness,
Whilst the highways of pricelessly immortal and unassailably divine love; never ever had; and never ever would have; any imperiling DIVIDERS…
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Nikhil Parekh
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