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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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1961.
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Washing Tank
Crisp cotton shirt had developed stains of spilled
coffee,
parallel velvet tie was coated with grease,
white spun vests resembled coal tar dustcloth,
flower embossed handkerchief smelt like rotten fish,
massive piles of square bedsheet showed blotches of
saffron oil,
a heap of bandages contained liquefied yellow pus,
wrinkle free trousers had fresh traces of sea mud,
infinite pair of woolen socks lay like decayed brown,
triangular head caps were submerged in streaks of
violet sweat,
plush upholstery covers showed smudges of wet muddy
feet,
the colossal mansion was in a complete mess,
with dirt converging in animosity on every visible
piece of clean cloth.
i took bulky amounts of carbolic powder,
several tablets of rough textured soap,
compact biscuits of chemically charged detergent,
blended the concoction of soap and powder granule,
in a deep tank containing crystal ground water,
stirred elastic walls of the solvent with a wooden
bat,
creating gargantuan amount of pungent soapy froth,
dissolved the tonnes of soiled dirt cloth,
way down in the dark slimy interiors of my ever
reliable hexagonal 'WASHING
TANK'
Nikhil Parekh
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1962.
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We aren't afraid
We aren’t afraid of the treacherous mountains; infact
keep them in our back side pockets,
We aren’t afraid of the freezing winds; infact
sheltered them in a solitary whisker of our profusely
poignant moustache,
We aren’t afraid of the lethal bullets flying
horrendously around; infact we face them with our
chests escalating unflinchingly and handsome towards
the azure sky,
We aren’t afraid of the acrimoniously sweltering
sands; infact caress them like a prince marching
uninhibitedly towards the corridors of victory,
We aren’t afraid of overwhelming thirst; infact posses
the capacity to remain without a droplet of water; it
the situation so demands,
We aren’t afraid of mighty avalanches of snow; infact
treated them like insipid broomsticks sticking
innocuously to our valiant eyelashes,
We aren’t afraid of indiscriminate abuse; infact let
them pass like pieces of disdainful shit; from one ear
of ours to the other,
We aren’t afraid of the most ominous of crocodile;
infact carried his live skin intrepidly; with a
profound sense of equanimity on our shoulders,
We aren’t afraid of tumultuously vindictive storm;
infact inhaled its merciless winds with astronomical
ease through our fearless nostrils,
We aren’t afraid of perpetual blackness; infact stared
at it in its uncouth eye; till it wholesomely
disappeared into infinitesimal wisps of non-existent
sky,
We aren’t afraid of truckloads of blood; infact shed
it with insurmountably supreme pride; to defend the
soil on which we tread since our first cry,
We aren’t afraid of the battalion of satanic swords
gushing towards our head; infact held them like
peanuts in our palms; inscribing our names with their
tips on our belligerently barren chests,
We aren’t afraid of excruciating pain; infact smiled
indefatigably whilst in the heart of it; and till the
time our mission was blissfully accomplished,
We aren’t afraid of inexplicable spirits loitering in
the atmosphere; infact coined our own destinies; with
sweat of sweet perseverance; flowing gloriously from
our audaciously muscled shoulders,
We aren’t afraid of lecherous politics; infact blow
the manipulative leaders involved; with minuscule
draughts of our drearily languid breath,
We aren’t afraid of the most horrifically traumatic
aftermaths; infact accept them with an invincible glow
radiating resiliently from our eyes,
We aren’t afraid of sacrificing our lives at the
slightest intimation; infact ardently waited for our
chance to relinquish breath; and blend our impeccable
souls with the Almighty Creator,
We aren’t afraid of losing our loved ones; infact had
bid them adieu forever; when we plunged wholeheartedly
on our path towards irrefutable righteousness,
Just one minute; before you start thinking that we
were God’s; let me clarify that we were not; but we
definitely take unfathomable pleasure in proclaiming
ourselves to be the immortal soldiers of our
MOTHERLAND…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1963.
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We have all been sent to win
We’ve all been sent on this bountifully eclectic earth; to tirelessly adventure; and not to pathetically stagnate in the corpses of miserably penalizing and delirious depression,
We’ve all been sent on this celestially fantastic earth; to interminably consecrate the virtues of benign goodness; and not to preposterously bend down to the indiscriminately vengeful footsteps of the massacring devil,
We’ve all been sent on this fantastically virile earth; to blaze in the Sun of unconquerable optimism; and not to inexplicably wither like a shriveled leaf in the mortuaries of asphyxiating blackness; without any ostensible reason or rhyme,
We’ve all been sent on this blessedly emollient earth; to limitlessly desire in a paradise of heavenly symbiosis; and not to be wretchedly thrashed by the wantonly non-existent gallows of maiming negativity,
We’ve all been sent on this vivaciously wonderful earth; to uninhibitedly embrace every caste; creed; color and race with egalitarian love; and not to relentlessly assassinate countless innocent; on spurious pretexts of feckless religion,
We’ve all been sent on this resplendently robust earth; to enlighten the lives of all those unfortunate with every smile of our destined existence; and not to rapaciously gobble even the last bone of their crumbling spine; to sadistically inundate our already bulging stomachs,
We’ve all been sent on this jubilantly fathomless earth; to indefatigably march forward in the corridors of unflinching courage; and not to let the germs of meaninglessly inscrutable fear; reign supreme on every ingredient of our blood,
We’ve all been sent on this gloriously unbridled earth; to invincibly unite in the threads of royal compassion; and not to uncouthly separate the very fabric of existence; and thereby be a beleaguered slave of our prejudiced brains,
We’ve all been sent on this unbelievably enamoring earth; to altruistically heal even the most treacherously ghastliest of wound with the wand of eternal friendship; and not to leave an unending sea of ruthless blood; at every step that we traversed,
We’ve all been sent on this romantically effulgent earth; to mellifluously sing the tunes of brotherhood; and not to cadaverously dumb our god gifted throats; into the hell of lugubriously intolerable decay,
We’ve all been sent on this spell-bindingly ardent earth; to timelessly sleep in the lap of our Omnipotent mothers; and not to dementedly rape and sell innocuously venerated women; right under the broadest of flaming daylight,
We’ve all been sent on this ecstatically vibrant earth; to beautifully harness; conserve and augment the fruits of pristine mother nature; and not to ruthlessly chop trees and iridescent vegetation; in order to erect tombstones of robotic monotony,
We’ve all been sent on this bounteously philanthropic earth; to fearlessly feed every hungry destitute stomach in whatever capacity we ever could; and not to sacrilegiously orphan boundless; right infront of their kin,
We’ve all been sent on this incredulously magnetic earth; to interminably continue the chapter of amazingly virile existence; and not to render ourselves meekly impotent; to even the most obsolete insinuation of the passing maelstrom,
We’ve all been sent on this handsomely impregnable earth; to pay due homage and respect to our elders/ancestors/heritage; and not to make our own parents sweep the threadbare household floors; whilst we abominably lazed into an inexplicable labyrinth of languid nothingness,
We’ve all been sent on this royally emollient earth; to nimbly prostrate infront of the power that created us all alike; which was irrefutably the Omnipresent Creator; and not to sanctimoniously consider only our ownselves; as the greatest and the most powerful of all,
We’ve all been sent on this magnetically poignant earth; to unstoppably relish every droplet of rain that fell from the Omnipotent skies; and not to insidiously adulterate the same with gory bloodshed and abhorrently devastating war,
We’ve all been sent on this spectacularly harmonious earth; to disseminate the ideals of immortal love and peace in even the most obliviously fading cranny of the Universe; and not to lethally stab each heart throbbing beside us with the poison of castrated hatred,
And we’ve all been sent on this fabulously sparkling earth; to timelessly triumph in a heaven of goodness and; WIN; and not to worthlessly succumb to the mortuary of evil; lose everything of ours even before the slightest innuendo of the devil miserably floundered to loom upon the gigantic Universe…..
©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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1964.
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Were you sleeping?
Were you sleeping when countless infants were being
ruthlessly orphaned; left to beg on the discordantly
hapless streets; with their limbs horrendously maimed
by the treacherously barbarous society?
Were you sleeping when countless soldiers were being
invidiously molested; as diabolically castrated
traitors imperiled them at their every step; with
swords of indescribably macabre corruption?
Were you sleeping when countless trees were being
cold-bloodedly slaughtered; as the hell of relentless
greed insidiously transcended the paradise of
symbiotically amiable bonding?
Were you sleeping when countless pilgrims were being
torturously torched; as maliciously prejudiced
perpetrators of mankind uncontrollably assassinated in
the name of spurious religion; caste; creed and tribe
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Were you sleeping when countless entities were
wandering aimlessly unemployed and illiterate; as the
bane of dreadfully ignominious condemnation
disastrously spread its meaningless roots worldwide?
Were you sleeping when countless grasslands of
exhilarating peace; were being satanically squandered
by truculently dictatorial powerhouses of hedonistic
bloodshed and vindictively insane savagery?
Were you sleeping when countless consecrations of one
God were being salaciously pulverized to morosely
inconspicuous ash; as capriciously baseless fanatics
erected a citadel of their own God upon the same?
Were you sleeping when countless voices of
mellifluously ingratiating innocence; were
tyrannically devoured in the grotesque cacophony of
remorsefully lambasting commercialism and monotonous
malice?
Were you sleeping when countless woman were being
tawdrily traded; as ominously lethal beheaders of
flesh weighed them in pans of sinister gold; after
deleteriously excoriating every bit of their
sacrosanct vermilion?
Were you sleeping when countless immaculate sheep were
being sleazily annihilated in the penalizing
abattoirs; as man callously smacked his imbecile lips
with replenishments of pricelessly bountiful blood?
Were you sleeping when countless urchins were being
dastardly sodomized; as powerhouses of atrocious
weaponry; used helplessly nimble skin a sardonic
retreat for their zanily whimsical outbursts?
Were you sleeping when countless sparkling eyes were
being gruesomely blinded; as unfathomable jailhouses
of lechery descended upon planet earth; from every
conceivable quarter?
Were you sleeping when countless inevitably decrepit
and invalid were being thrashed left; right and brutal
center; as the brazenly impetuously tried to expedite
their miserably faltering pace; even at the cost of
vivaciously blissful life?
Were you sleeping when countless tons of abominably
abhorrent abuse raunchily crept into the fabric of the
civilized world; as man intransigently hunted down his
counterpart man; on the non-existent pretext of
survival of the fittest?
Were you sleeping when countless terrorists
licentiously marauded harmoniously holistic
households; maniacally looted; squandered; decimated
and transformed all harmlessly immaculate; into a
corpse of frightfully repugnant blood?
Were you sleeping when countless diminutive were being
indefatigably whipped by the agonizingly aggrieved
whip of poverty; as the sanctimoniously rich used
biscuits of pure gold to feed their abnormally wild
dogs?
Were you sleeping when countless infirm were being
poked and ludicrously manhandled; as those with
lividly gleaming biceps; fecklessly demonstrated their
frigidly infidel power?
Were you sleeping when countless children implacably
screamed and waved for help from under the drowning
waters; as pompously passing politicians showered
garlands of ostentatiously floral sympathy; instead of
altruistically plunging in and saving lives?
And if the answer to the above is yes; then how the
hell can you blame the Almighty Creator for inflicting
misery upon the trajectory of this mesmerizing earth;
how the hell can you blame it on the mortuaries of
crippling destiny for heinously puncturing existence;
how the hell can you blame today’s modern times for
all that was pathetically dwindling?
For the Omnipotent lord had given you and every other
being of your kind enough strength to conquer the most
ferocious of devil; incarcerate even the most
unforgivably illicit of atrocity; but you still had
all the guts to blame him; instead of nimbly admitting
it that you were cowardly sleeping? ? ?
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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