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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1617.
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Platform of love
When I tried running on a platform of white ice; I
scornfully slipped; and in the end all that I was able
to taste was incredulously frozen water,
When I tried running on a platform of tangy salt; I
inevitably lost my footing; and there was nothing but
vivaciously ominous powder all over my trembling skin,
When I tried running on a platform of brilliantly
yellow and pure butter; I hurled forward with a
stifled gasp after some time; with the follicles of my
hair incorrigibly sticking to each other like the
gigantic tree and its flimsy roots,
When I tried running on a platform of scintillating
glass; I abysmally floundered; tripped head on to have
my supple skin ruthlessly punctured and in pools of
ghastly blood,
When I tried running on a platform of feathered silk;
I dismally broke the bones of my dainty nose; and my
eyeballs popped out like bouncy springs reverberating
incessantly in free space,
When I tried running on a platform of silver sands; I
collapsed with a thunderous thud on the obdurate
floor; with my shoe flying over my shoulder and all my
expensive pair of clothes ripping apart mercilessly at
their sensitive seams,
When I tried running on a platform of slimy oyster
shells; I heard a deafeningly banging noise inundate
the atmosphere; winced in incomprehensible amount of
agony after twisting my knee to unprecedented limits,
When I tried running on a platform of astoundingly
smooth talcum powder; I fell 10 steps backward instead
of marching towards realms of irrefutably victory,
When I tried running on a platform of disdainful
grease; I kept intractably jogging at a single spot
for hours on the trot; while infact all my adversaries
had already reached the voluptuous strings of the
finishing line,
When I tried running on a platform of satiny white
paper; there were infinite obstreperous and unruly
voices that deluged the soft ambience; and all that
resulted as an outcome was prominently gaping holes in
the body of the sheet which now fitted snugly on my
scalp,
When I tried running on a platform of rolling marbles;
all that was heard after a while was my horrifically
petrified screams and gasps as I found myself plunging
towards an ocean of gruesome blackness blended with
dilapidated nothingness,
When I tried running on a platform of freshly green
banana skins; I banged on my hindside with a force
greater than the force of Nature; and the complexion
of my cheeks metamorphosed to an embarrassingly
childish crimson,
When I tried running on a platform of spongy rubber
balls; I successfully managed to crush a few in my
initial conquests of reaching my mission; but soon
shuddered overwhelmingly before kissing dust on the
ground; dug partial graves for myself in loose soil,
When I tried running on a platform of lifeless whale
skin; I inadvertently shouted beyond hysterical
boundaries as if the monster was alive; collided
terribly on my ribs as I took just a few steps
forward,
When I tried running on a platform of insurmountably
red cherries; all I accomplished doing was finely
pulverizing the succulent fruit; while the
inconspicuously tiny seeds fomented me to tremble
hopelessly towards the cold floor,
When I tried running on a platform of pure Cadbury
chocolate; my feet primordially enjoyed transgressing
through the supremely soft bed; but after a while got
horrendously entangled in the mess; felt as if
deplorably sinking into the valley of death,
When I tried running on a platform of glittering
diamonds; in the beginning I felt insatiably delighted
at possessing such lavish amounts of opulence; but
soon regretted my decision tremendously; as their
pointed surface uncouthly infiltrated into my heart;
satanically assassinating the tiniest traces of
tangible life,
When I tried running on a platform of congenital lies;
I landed up in such a hell; that it was profoundly
sickening to bear with the aftermath's that unleashed
thereafter in my life,
When I tried running on a platform of salacious
lechery and malice; I ended up being imprisoned in my
own sinful trap; a prison which infact had a gleaming
lock without a single key,
While it was only when I tried running on a platform
of immortal love; that my life gained full fledged
momentum; irrevocably refrained to look backwards;
transited to blissfully bouncing and wholesomely
alive
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1618.
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Please
Please do disturb me in enchanting night of chilly
winter,
when i sleep like an angel; strangulated in the
fragrance of blueberry musk.
Please keep miles away when i drive my battered
jalopy,
with the horns wailing; and rustic shards of metal
protruding out.
Please take me with you in mesmerizing waters of the
blue ocean,
for i desire to swim parallel to the pearly white
shark; and sapphire blue
whale.
Please help me carry cumbersome loads hung to my
dainty shoulders,
As I contracted a deadly sprain, tripping down from the
balcony rail.
Please flood my mundane ears with pungent notes of
captivating music,
Nostalgically imprisoning me in mind, body and soul.
Please inspire me to read vociferously through
innumerable pages of history
literature,
Rendering me capable to conquer invincible might's of
examination.
Please prepare a concoction of steaming brown coffee
with extracts of pure
honey,
Facilitating me to perspire in solitary hours past
midnight.
Please help me disentangle a jugglery of thread wound
to my wrist,
Releasing my blood from jaws of sinister captivity.
Please refrain from indulging in animated talk with
pedestrians,
As volcanic pangs of jealousy would shoot through my
veins.
Please adorn your hair with scented braids of rose
flower,
Drowning my starved nostril into waves of everlasting
euphoria.
Please dont get angry when I commit erroneous
blunders,
As I surely would patch up for them at prime costs of
my life.
Please walk beside me with your hands entwined in
mine,
For me to perceive the passionate warmth radiating
from your fingers.
Please stay with me for the time we breathe,
For if you deserted me; I would simply relinquish all
power to live.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1619.
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Please bestow upon me
Please bestow upon me the status of being a jeweler; owning a palatial
shop
embodied with scintillating diamonds and gold,
Only if i had the heart to embellish all those earlobes which were
bare; all
fingers with an urge to dispense justice; with beads of exotic white
pearls.
Please bestow upon me the status of being a soldier; cherished awards
and
amulets adorning my bedroom mantelpiece,
Only if I possessed the tenacity to valiantly fight; was ready to
relinquish
life any minute; for the sake of my country.
Please bestow upon me the status of being a Poet; penning down infinite
lines of mystical verse,
Only if I propagated the immortality of love; the spirit of humanity;
the
essence of life through my Poetry.
Please bestow upon me the status of being a King; and my treasury
overflowing incessantly with opulent riches,
Only if I had the philanthropic ability to to disseminate the same
equally;
amongst all the people of my Kingdom.
Please bestow upon me the status of being a Pilot; performing
astounding and
acrobatic feats; nose-diving in free space,
Only if I safely transported all passengers; without the slightest of
scratch from one destination to another.
Please bestow upon me the status of being an Astrologer; impregnated
with
the incredulous ability of prognosticating the future,
Only if I used the same for saving lives; implemented it prudently for
the
betterment of mankind.
Please bestow upon me the status of being a wrestler; with bulging
muscles
protruding from under my shirt; making me almost an invincible entity
to
conquer,
Only if I used my omnipotent power to annihilate the demons; vanquish
ominous elements endangering the society.
Please bestow upon me the status of being an Artist; sketching
mesmerizing
shapes with my brush at lightening speeds,
Only if I could utilize my blood to beautify existence; convey the
message
of those deprived; through my drawings.
Please bestow upon me the status of being a Singer; diffusing
enchanting and
spell binding tunes from my throat,
Only if I opened my mouth every time my country needed me to speak; put
people engulfed with hysterical grief; to blissful sleep with my voice.
And Please bestow upon me the status of being a Human; appeasing my
hunger
and thirst twice every day,
Only if I worked hard to earn my own bread; walked ahead in tandem with
my
fellow counterparts; entwining their palms with mine....
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1620.
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Please come back O! beloved -1
Appallingly crippling blackness; even in the most
Omnipotently blazing of Sunlight; as the most
triumphant of Sun unflinchingly blazed upon the
trajectory of this fathomlessly enchanting Universe,
Ghoulishly invidious blackness; even in the most
everlastingly mesmerizing meadows of brilliantly
unfettered freshness and newness,
Criminally stabbing blackness; even in the most
triumphantly blistering pathways of freedom and
royally magical liberation of the soul,
Hopelessly asphyxiating blackness; even in the most
ecstatically vibrant rainbows; dancing in the aisles
of unsurpassably unceasing exhilaration,
Deplorably cadaverous blackness; even in the most
mellifluously rhapsodic moments of boundlessly spell
binding life; even as every iota of bitterness was
beautifully metamorphosed into exuberant paradise,
Satanically strangulating blackness; even in the most
pricelessly victorious of artistry; even as dewdrops
of Omnipotent virility cascaded uninhibitedly from
every speck of the limitless sky,
Ominously deteriorating blackness; even in the most
innocuously endowing playgrounds of blessed childhood;
even as there blossomed nothing else but enthralling
innovation in every ingredient of the ebullient
atmosphere,
Sinfully sodomizing blackness; even as infinite
couples around coalesced into the eternally
unbreakable wedlock; even as the winds of
symbiotically infallible compassion reigned supreme
till times immemorial,
Remorsefully condemning blackness; even as every iota
of the most hideously cannibalistic crime on this
earth transformed into a paradise of unassailable
friendship and global brotherhood,
Incorrigibly cancerous blackness; even in the heart of
the most vivaciously unfettered sea; even as waves
timelessly clashed against the rocks to diffuse into
an unparalleled gorge of frosty tanginess,
Truculently victimizing blackness; even at the steps
of the most sacredly Omniscient temple; church;
mosque; monastery; even as countless impregnably
replenished themselves with everlasting blessings of
the Almighty Lord,
Hopelessly staggering blackness; even as the scepter
of Omnipresent truth reigned as the only power on this
boundless Universe; forever ending the dismally
salacious mortuary of tawdry lies,
Unsurpassably annihilating blackness; even as godly
angels magically descended from the miraculously
ameliorating heavens; perennially applying the balm of
happiness on even the most infinitesimal trace of
lambasted misery around,
Forlornly incarcerating blackness; even in the most
wonderfully celestial downpour of beautifully
effulgent rain; even as an unconquerable blanket of
perpetual green spawned from threadbarely
lackadaisical soil,
Carnivorously crippling blackness; even as the entire
wealth of the unceasing planet lay uninhibitedly in
the garden outside; even as there was nothing else but
benign goodness in each platelet of the atmosphere,
Acrimoniously knifing blackness; even in the most
inscrutably tantalizing forests of sensuousness; even
as the elements of poignant romance were the only
constituents that were found in crimson blood,
Inconsolably pugnacious blackness; even as the most
unstoppably marauding of demons were wholesomely
trounced to inconspicuous ash; even as the most
diminutive shadow of the badness transited into the
epitomes of insuperable optimism,
Flagrantly whiplashing blackness; even as the Creator
blessed every source of life that hed evolved on this
unending planet; with eclectically never-ending life,
Venomously sadistic blackness; even as unlimited skies
of divine blissfully wafted from the nostrils; even as
the definition of every death had wholesomely
disappeared from the dictionary of symbiotic creation,
Yes; there was just blackness and nothing else but
deplorably asphyxiating blackness without you O!
Beloved; even in the most brilliantly enlightening
lights and life; even in the most pricelessly
indomitable breaths of existence; even in the most
inimitably blessed ingredient of my blood as it gushed
all around,
And if you really wanted my blackness to forever end;
if you really wanted my blackness to forever embrace
the wisps of non-existence; if you really wanted my
blackness to fructify into new light; then please come
back to me from wherever you are right now; please
come back to me and hold my hands which were; are and
shall forever remain your ultimate slave; on this
terrestrial ground
.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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