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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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The greatest shock of my life…
When I brought her a blissfully bedazzling star; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire fathomless cosmos; perennially studded with a countless amiable stars,
When I brought her a beautifully serene leaf; she instantaneously demanded from me entire gigantic tree; ravishingly swaying with a countless enchantingly enigmatic leaves,
When I brought her an ingratiating pinch of rain-soaked mud; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire boundless earth; bountifully blessed with countless fields of sensuously virile mud,
When I brought her an unbelievably rejuvenating droplet of froth; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire unceasing ocean; ecstatically undulating with a countless droplets of poignant froth,
When I brought her a profusely exhilarated epitome of the hillock; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire unfathomable Everest; impregnably fortified with a countless inimitable hillocks and unconquerable epitomes,
When I brought her a priceless note of soothing melody; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire ubiquitous atmosphere; burgeoning every royal instant with countless waves of stupendously ameliorating music,
When I brought her a profoundly original sketch; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire affable landscape; inherently curled with a countless Omnipotent sketches of mother nature divine,
When I brought her an unflinchingly golden ray of light; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire Omnipresent Sun; permeating every ounce of the lugubrious earth with countless rays of optimism; hope and shine,
When I brought her a whisper of undefeated sensuality; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire voluptuous night; vividly enriched with a countless flavors and shapes of enthralling sensuality,
When I brought her a granule of insuperably glistening sand; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire majestic desert; magically sizzling every sorrow under the blistering Sun; and with a countless granules of inscrutable sand,
When I brought her a spell-bindingly romantic poem; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire timeless nature; from which sprouted a countless lines of heavenly poetry-every unfurling instant of the day and magnetic night,
When I brought her a compassionately perpetual beat; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire wondrous heart; indefatigably throbbing to the pulse of a countless bonding beats,
When I brought her a puff of jubilantly thunderous cloud; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire undefeated sky; bounteously laden with a countless puffs of miraculously enamoring clouds,
When I brought her an impeccably frozen cubicle; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire pristine avalanche; adroitly intertwined with a countless frozen cubicles of intrepidly thrilling ice,
When I brought a tranquilly fantasizing dewdrop; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire untamed grassland; rejoicing in the true spirit of life at the crack of midnight; and with a countless rivulets of golden dew,
When I brought her a bewitchingly scarlet petal of rose; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire everlasting garden; where there swished a countless ebullient rose-breathless in anticipation of every stroke of the invincibly virile breeze,
When I brought her an immaculately unparalleled pearl; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire silken moon; perennially enlightening every ounce of perilous blackness with countless pearls of milky light,
When I brought her a triumphantly scintillating crown; she instantaneously demanded from me the entire infallible kingdom; the complete queenly control over countless ordinary lives and crowns,
Thus, thoroughly familiar with her insatiably greedy mentality—I in advance brought her the entire love on this endlessly fructifying Universe- but this time I got the greatest shock of my life—as she instantaneously demanded from me only mine- and forever and ever and ever; only mine…
©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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The human breath
It occurs all day and night,
through hairy pipes of soft flesh,
contracting and expanding the lung apparatus,
consuming vital oxygen from atmosphere,
bellowing crisp draughts of air in blood,
inflating belly pouches for flash seconds,
imparting vibrant energy to pounding heart,
embracing throat windpipe with soft cushion,
prompting production of waste in chambers of gas,
reinforcing body defense to disease,
radiating natural air conditioning in flesh stuck to
skeleton,
regenerating worn out tissue cells,
purifying dark red liquid flowing through veins,
filtering shell stones from kidney sac,
heating cheek and ear when done rapidly,
reinvigorating intricate parts of brain,
occurring in gasps, shallow inhalation, puffed
sensations,
even at work while in deep waters,
impossible to be stopped for more than a minute,
an involuntary reflex possesed by all living,
striking against sticky nasal foreign matter,
while entering the body,
is the beautiful and reliable human breath.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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The Magic of Black…
There were infinite who associated it with disdainfully grave infidelity; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with uninhibited sensuousness sprouting from each pore of the skin,
There were infinite who associated it with unrelentingly diabolical massacre; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the quintessential humility in every living being,
There were infinite who associated it with surreptitiously macabre trepidation; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the seeds of beautifully untamed virility,
There were infinite who associated it with gravely anomalous deliriousness; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the invincible sacredness of the twinkling stars,
There were infinite who associated it with sleazily cacophonic drunkenness; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the profoundly rejuvenating awakening of the soul,
There were infinite who associated it with vindictively stabbing pain; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the mellifluously unconquerable sounds of the nightingale,
There were infinite who associated it with amorphously penalizing vacuum; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the most unassailably brilliant fireballs of passion,
There were infinite who associated it with unstoppably demonic disaster; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the umbrella of all bountifully uncurbed freshness,
There were infinite who associated it with treacherously ribald ghoulishness; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the unimpeachably consecrating spirit of the divine,
There were infinite who associated it with carnivorously jinxed emptiness; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the ravishingly succulent gallery of unparalleled enchantment,
There were infinite who associated it with satanically lambasting imprisonment; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the intrepidly whispering winds of adventure,
There were infinite who associated it with inexplicably asphyxiating danger; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the triumph of rhapsodic exhilaration over sadistic monotony,
There were infinite who associated it with indefatigably cursed wailing; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the ultimate panacea for triggering an inimitably priceless fantasy,
There were infinite who associated it with lecherously deteriorating nothingness; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the insuperably glorious crown of mysticism,
There were infinite who associated it with devastatingly evaporating misfortune; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the boundless ramifications of the royal destiny lines,
There were infinite who associated it with miserably pulverizing hatred; whilst there were also another infinite of a kind; who associated it with the kingly stupor of immortal poetry,
There were infinite who associated it with unfinished tyrannized bemoaning of the soul; whilst there were also infinite of a kind; who associated it with the absolute infallible epitome of creativity,
There were infinite who associated it with insidiously jeopardizing betrayal; whilst there were also infinite of a kind; who associated it with the latent reflection of compassionately truthful love,
There were infinite who associated it with venomously annihilating terrorism; whilst there were also infinite of a kind; who associated it with most blissfully nourishing cradle of perpetual silence,
Such. O! Yes Such. Was the magic of the amazingly multi-personality and ever-pervading color; BLACK…
©®COPYRIGHT BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Nikhil Parekh
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The Midas touch
WHEN I WANT IT the most,
I feel the most deprived.
When I like it the most,
It just fades into oblivion.
When I feel it the most,
It stabs me like thousand burnt needles.
When I dig deep for treasure,
It buries itself to unsurpassable heights.
When I stare into space,
It shoots missiles of polluted dust.
When I eat scarlet apple pies,
They turn into pieces of hard stone.
When I drive my dream Mitsubishi,
The twin rubber brakes snap into two.
When I sit on a racehorse,
It kicks like a donkey kissed with cigarette but.
When I plunge into still water,
An outburst of icy waves drown me down.
When I climb seemingly harmless barbed wire,
It spits electric sparks of bare current.
When I flex my voice for impression,
It blurts out discordant notes of music.
When I sip volumes of frosty milk,
It turns to fermented yellow sour cream.
When I run with the wind,
Showers of rain and chill, come pouring down.
When I kneel down on the satiny mattress,
Fluffs of cotton leak out in frenzy.
When I hand glide into deep valleys,
A barricade of sharp rock, causes me to nose dive.
When I sail in a luxury liner,
Water floods into cabin compartments.
When I try gesticulating for help,
My hands get trapped with spasmodic paralysis.
And when finally I feel like sobbing hysterically,
Arrays of tear ducts get blocked.
That’s what I call folks,
The one and only my kind of Midas Touch…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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