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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Devilishly decrepit alcohol
Do you want to lecherously quaver like a miserably
dwindling serpent; even though scarlet blood still
circulated with insatiably untamed exuberance through
your poignant veins?
Do you want to prattle like an insanely macabre ghost;
even though the most ingeniously innovative fantasies
ebulliently fulminated in the dormitories of your
wonderfully precocious brain?
Do you want to crumble like a disdainfully infidel
matchstick to lick threadbare dust on the floor; even
though astoundingly fantastic muscle bulged from your
legs and splendidly robust arms?
Do you want to indefatigably inundate the atmosphere
with irascibly impudent abuse; even though the winds
of philanthropic benevolence profoundly encapsulated
the chords of your bountiful throat?
Do you want to implacably exude into vomits of
dastardly diseased blood every now and again; even
though the chemistry of your visage was tenaciously
programmed to unflinchingly confront even the most
truculently turbulent of storm?
Do you want to indiscriminately massacre countless
innocent in atrocious rage; even though the most
benign principles of priceless humanity enshrouded you
in blissful timelessness?
Do you want to ruthlessly maraud every vibrantly
enamoring wave of freshness in your persona; even
though you were marvelously endowed by the Almighty
Lord; to spawn into majestically artistic newness
every unfurling minute of the day?
Do you want to intransigently rot in obnoxiously
cadaverous perspiration; even though the scent of
insuperably glorious righteousness congenitally wafted
from your holistic soul?
Do you want to stupidly bark all invincibly priceless
secrets of your life infront of your penalizing enemy;
even though the citadels of irrevocably fascinating
solidarity enveloped you like an immaculately
fascinating prince?
Do you want to barbarously immolate your very own
mesmerizing kin; even though the paradise of
fructifying sagaciousness profusely kissed you on
every step that you nimbly tread?
Do you want to look like an uncouthly blood-shot
scarecrow; even though your countenance tirelessly
burgeoned with the ointment of effulgently panoramic
mother nature?
Do you want to lackadaisically submerge yourself into
a corpse of diabolically pernicious depression; even
though an ocean of unfathomably ebullient rhapsody
fervently waited for you at your doorstep?
Do you want to enroll yourself into the depravingly
malicious classrooms of baseless obsolescence and
morbidity; even though endless cloudbursts of
enthralling fantasy tumultuously proliferated in the
sparkling whites of your eye?
Do you want to metamorphose yourself into a tawdrily
libidinous spirit; even though unsurpassable gardens
of everlasting prosperity magnificently sprouted from
the innermost crannies of your nerves?
Do you want to get criminally entangled in an unending
labyrinth of invidiously sinister underworld
complications; even though the gloriously embellished
fountain of blissful humanity radiated copiously from
your innocent eyes?
Do you want to fall beneath the mortuaries of
isolation in the eyes of your revered elders for
profane misdemeanor; even though the bow of respectful
graciousness perennially brandished your non-invasive
soul?
Do you want to keep ghoulishly staggering on
cold-blooded stone for infinite births that the Lord
granted you life; even though unstoppably blazing
enthusiasm jubilantly circumvented each of your
intricate senses?
Do you want to savagely constrict your own limitless
freedom; even though the voice of unequivocal
uninhibitedness intrepidly leapt from your
stupendously emollient personality?
Do you want to fretfully dilapidate behind satanically
gleaming prison bars; even though you had the
impregnable aura to aristocratically discern between
the good and flagrantly morass?
Do you want to lethally snap the fangs of your very
own existence in your fit of disparagingly
idiosyncratic senselessness; even though an
indomitable civilization of creative energy descended
upon your altruistically unfettered stride?
Do you want to project yourself as the ultimate fool
on this earth muttering lividly grousing balderdash;
even though the most commemorated symposiums of
perspicacious knowledge; obeisantly knelt forward for
your imperial signature?
Well; if your answer to the all of the above is yes
then you should definitely drink a bawdy barrel of it;
but if you really desired to lead life like an
unconquerable king with the ones you immortally loved;
then forever say goodbye to devilishly decrepit
ALCOHOL…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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178.
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Devoured
In the bizarre wilderness of the relentlessly dense
forests; I intransigently felt as if I was being
profoundly devoured; in a world of unending mysticism
and uninhibited enigma,
In the dolorously dooming graveyard; I incessantly
felt as if I was being morbidly devoured; in
whirlpools of remorsefully disastrous depression,
In the heart of the resplendently ravishing ocean; I
euphorically felt as I was being tanigly devoured; by
unfathomable spurts of frosty exuberance,
In the satiny cover of the opalescently majestic
night; I tranquilly felt as if I was being ebulliently
devoured; by impregnably enamoring and fabulously
fascinating peace,
In the unsurpassably redolent garden of gorgeously
scarlet roses; I enchantingly felt as if I was being
fragrantly devoured; by insurmountable fireballs of
royal scent,
In the monotonously manipulative domains of the
corporate office; I unrelentingly felt as if I was
being malevolently devoured; by endless waves of
horrendously stagnating boredom,
In the entrenchment of discerningly scintillating
mirrors; I optimistically felt as if I was being
candidly devoured; by the innermost voices of my
righteously entrapped conscience,
In the ghastly pool of horrifically diabolical
crocodiles; I insidiously felt as if I was being
salaciously devoured; by gruesomely acrimonious
savagery,
In the panoramic kaleidoscope of the gorgeously
blooming gorge; I timelessly felt as if I was being
bountifully devoured; by a whole new civilization of
astounding newness,
In the impeccably bustling kindergarten of new born
infants; I rhapsodically felt as if I was being
blissfully devoured; by incomprehensibly compassionate
tornado’s; of magnificently divine energy,
In the branches of the inscrutably rustling tree; I
intriguingly felt as if I was being profusely
devoured; by seductively tantalizing carpets of
perennially escalating desire,
In the flames of the unremittingly blazing fire; I
dynamically felt as if I was being ardently devoured;
by flames of eternally fathomless passion,
In the wings of the overwhelmingly zipping aircraft; I
ecstatically felt as if I was being spell bindingly
devoured; by a majestically volatile fervor to gallop
resurgently; throughout the tenure of my diminutively
impoverished life,
In the light of the tantalizingly flickering candle; I
ardently felt as if I was being uxoriously devoured;
by cisterns of intimately infidel electricity;
clinging fanatically close to the visage of my
blossoming dreamgirl,
In the disdainfully abominable pigs hutch; I
abhorrently felt as if I was being devastatingly
devoured; by sordidly forlorn filth and rotting piles
of worthless nothingness,
In the land of poetically celestial justice; I
romantically felt as if I was being fascinatingly
devoured; by limitless caverns of harmoniously
tingling contentment; an insatiably philanthropic
desire to wholesomely blend with the threads of
priceless humanity,
In the midst of the vivaciously gregarious rainbow; I
magically felt as I was being splendidly devoured; by
holistically iridescent beams of voluptuous
innovation; as sparkling hurricanes of fresh energy
enveloped each cranny of my; beleaguered countenance,
In the boundless fountain of mesmerizing breath; I
Omnisciently felt as I was being miraculously
devoured; by infinite more blessed lives; of my very
own amiable kind,
And in the unassailably vivid eyes of my ravishing
beloved; I immortally felt as I was being beautifully
devoured; by the Sun of unequivocally bequeathing
love; the rays of a perpetually everlasting
relationship; which vehemently refused to die….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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179.
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Divinely sleep
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost dormitories of your brain to think of nothing else but; disdainfully decrepit and treacherously sluggish; laziness.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost caverns of your brain to think of nothing else but; impotently tormented and ignominiously lecherous; dormancy.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost shelves of your brain to think of nothing else but; hopelessly extinguishing and inexplicably blackened; oblivion.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost hollows of your brain to think of nothing else but; nonchalantly embarrassing and indefatigably slandering; yawns.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost gorges of your brain to think of nothing else but; transiently hapless and morbidly darkened; incarceration.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost molecules of your brain to think of nothing else but; inexplicably torturous and diabolically penalizing; waywardness.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost cisterns of your brain to think of nothing else but; ominously unsolicited and wantonly crucifying; frustration.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost maps of your brain to think of nothing else but; inconsolably unforgivable and inexorably feckless; nothingness.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost tunnels of your brain to think of nothing else but; uncannily crippling and hedonistically reverberating; fear.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost epitomes of your brain to think of nothing else but; insurmountably maiming and quintessentially criminal; wastage.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost labyrinths of your brain to think of nothing else but; wretchedly bewildering and psychotically hapless; amorphousness.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost ingredients of your brain to think of nothing else but; ephemerally sinister and hideously threatening; blindness.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost festoons of your brain to think of nothing else but; unwontedly obsolete and unsurpassably embarrassing; snores.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost nerves of your brain to think of nothing else but; ludicrously non-existent and meaninglessly oblivious; impotency.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost impressions of your brain to think of nothing else but; gruesomely stinking and indelibly sacrilegious; stagnation.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost lanterns of your brain to think of nothing else but; evanescently self-induced and devilishly resonating; impoverishedness.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost trajectories of your brain to think of nothing else but; salaciously decaying and lividly imperiling; disease.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost bowels of your brain to think of nothing else but; ethereally morose and sadistically moaning; corpse.
Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost figments of your brain to think of nothing else but; unfortunately lambasting and fervently nostalgic; goodbye.
But I ask all of you living beings on this fathomlessly iridescent and Omnipotent Universe; that can you remain unconquerably AWAKE without divinely “SLEEP”….
©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Doesnt stop you
Just because you weren’t able to unassailably
transcend beyond the epitome of the brilliantly
flaming Sun; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast euphorically feasting in
the mystically frolicking beam of light; outside your
terrestrially bucolic bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to handsomely sail on
the trajectory of the rhapsodically turbulent sea’s;
in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast mischievously splashing
in the resplendently shimmering oasis; outside your
terrestrially holistic bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to triumphantly catapult
to the most unfathomable apogee of Everest; in your
very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast merrily philandering on
the ebulliently rain-soaked meadow; outside your
terrestrially simplistic bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to inimitably memorize
every ounce of sacred literature on this fathomless
planet; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast deciphering the randomly
motley elements of benign goodness; outside your
terrestrially altruistic bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to majestically
over-topple even the most ethereal iota of evil from
the trajectory of this boundlessly burgeoning planet;
in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast unsparingly pulverizing
each salaciously blood-sucking parasite; outside your
terrestrially diminutive bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to unconquerably
disseminate the essence of perennially blessing truth
to the farthest corner of the Universe; in your very
first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast perpetuating the heaven
of unflinching righteousness into every dastardly
beleaguered soul; outside your terrestrially mercurial
bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to aristocratically
liberate the entire emolliently effulgent earth from
the clutches of diabolical slavery; in your very first
go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast wonderfully ameliorating
the haplessly tyrannized and gruesomely crying;
outside your terrestrially inconspicuous bedroom
window….
Just because you weren’t able to unshakably coalesce
the tirelessly proliferating earth in the religion of
humanity; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast compassionately
embracing every fraternity of religion alike; outside
your terrestrially insignificant bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to inexhaustibly run
faster than the speed of electric white lightening; in
your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast selflessly transporting
every single destitute orphan to the destination of
its choice; outside your terrestrially evanescent
bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to perpetually embed
your footsteps on the paradise of unlimited happiness;
in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast igniting an
uninhibitedly wholehearted smile on the faces of all
those unfortunately emaciating; outside your
terrestrially tiny bedroom window….
Just because you weren’t able to undauntedly surpass
the richest on this endlessly augmenting Universe; in
your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast symbiotically
assimilating the priceless treasures of mother nature;
outside your terrestrially clandestine bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to be an astoundingly
unparalleled exemplary in every conceivable facet of
life; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast diffusing the uniqueness
of your blessed creation to every venomously
extinguishing; outside your terrestrially cloistered
bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to royally chew
indomitable rocks of steel; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast mollifying the
unsurpassably famished intestines of your stomach with
the fruits of divine nature; outside your
terrestrially obfuscated bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to pass charismatically
unscathed through the most unfathomably blistering of
fires; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast blissfully uplifting
despairingly terrorized civilization; outside your
terrestrially subjugated bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to sight the
unbelievably everlasting wonders of this limitless
Universe; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast convivially enlightening
all those despondently blind; outside your
terrestrially sandwiched window…
Just because you weren’t able to magnetically spell
bound the indefatigably blossoming planet with the
power of your voice; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast timelessly singing for
all those inevitably nearing their corpse; outside
your terrestrially robotic bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to become the most
invincibly towering entity on this mystically
sacrosanct earth; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast benevolently protecting
the rights of all those hedonistically divested;
outside your terrestrially slavering bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to peerlessly write the
destiny of this unlimitedly redolent globe; in your
very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast sagaciously educating
all those treacherously illiterate; outside your
terrestrially cornered bedroom window…
Just because you weren’t able to unrestrictedly lead
an infinite more lives; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast exhaling a single
unabashedly humanitarian breath; outside your
terrestrially fugitive bedroom window…
And just because you weren’t able to impregnably
acquire every speck of love on this fragrantly
jubilant Universe; in your very first go,
Doesn’t stop you from atleast immortally bonding the
beats of your heart with a single truthfully vibrant
girl; outside your terrestrially small bedroom window…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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