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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Ratio and Proportion
The ratio of HEDONISM: HAPPINESS perhaps on this
fathomless Universe; might have pathetically dwindled
to a preposterously abominable; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of ESTRANGEMENT: EQUALITY perhaps on this
boundless Universe; might have abysmally faltered to
an acrimoniously pugnacious; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of POLITICS: PEACE perhaps on this
mesmerizing Universe; might have sadistically
extinguished to an acridly bellicose; INFINITY: ZERO;
today,
The ratio of SALACIOUSNESS: SAGACIOUSNESS perhaps on
this colossal Universe; might have disastrously
deteriorated to an insipidly threadbare; INFINITY:
ZERO; today,
The ratio of CHAUVINISM: CHEERFULNESS perhaps on this
gigantic Universe; might have pruriently withered to
an aridly lackadaisical; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of MALICE: MYSTICISM perhaps on this
unfathomable Universe; might have obnoxiously stumbled
to an dolorously decrepit; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of WAR: WIND perhaps on this fathomless
Universe; might have vengefully reduced to a
flagrantly atrocious; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of VINDICTIVENESS: VERSATILITY perhaps on
this spell binding Universe; might have remorsefully
evaporated to a savagely infinitesimal; INFINITY:
ZERO; today,
The ratio of TRAVESTY: TRUTH perhaps on this unending
Universe; might have insanely massacred to a
indescribably abashing; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of BANE: BLOOM perhaps on this limitless
Universe; might have sardonically butchered to a
fretfully nonchalant; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of DISASTER: DREAMS perhaps on this
unconquerable Universe; might have sordidly slithered
to a raunchily beleaguered; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of POVERTY: PROSPERITY perhaps on this
unsurpassable Universe; might have gruesomely
disappeared to a delinquently despondent; INFINITY:
ZERO; today,
The ratio of UNEMPLOYMENT: UNINHIBITEDNESS perhaps on
this gregarious Universe; might have treacherously
shattered to a bawdily slavering; INFINITY: ZERO;
today,
The ratio of ABHORRENCE: ABLUTION perhaps on this
timeless Universe; might have egregiously crumbled to
a uxoriously incarcerated; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of JINX: JUBILATION perhaps on this
enchanting Universe; might have disdainfully converted
to a disparagingly dastardly; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
The ratio of BETRAYAL: BREATH perhaps on this
boundless Universe; might have painstakingly
debilitated to a derogatorily dreary; INFINITY: ZERO;
today,
The ratio of LASCIVIOUSNESS: LOVE perhaps on this
triumphant Universe; might have tawdrily sunk to a
baselessly cannibalistic; INFINITY: ZERO; today,
But the ratio of the CREATURE: CREATOR; was; is and
will forever be an Omnipotently majestic; ZERO:
INFINITY; till the time he commanded this earth to be;
and even beyond the most ephemerally fugacious speck
of space
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©COPYRIGHT2003, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Nikhil Parekh
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198.
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Roots
The castle in the forest appeared haughty and
ostentatious; with gaudy drapes majestically
camouflaging its windows,
Although it had its roots firmly embedded in
lackluster mud; which was blended incongruously with
glowworms and reptile.
The ocean looked colossal; with gigantic waves
swirling tumultuously towards the sky,
Although it had its roots in granules of frigid sand;
replete with coral leaves and soggy hillocks of clay.
The gold mines appeared marvelously glittering;
emanating a perennial glow of extravagant prosperity
and opulence,
Although it had its roots firmly embedded in obnoxious
slabs of coal; a coat of ghastly black encapsulating
its scintillating demeanor.
The silhouette of sun looked stupendously dazzling;
emitting infinite rays of fire permeating pugnaciously
through the dark,
Although it had its roots sprawled since centuries
unprecedented in the lackadaisical sky; with placid
patches of blue in vicinity sheltering it; to make its
dream come true.
The clothes on the prince's body appeared incredibly
alluring; with every individual confronting him;
instantly fantasizing himself adorning the same,
Although the royal garb had its roots in innocuous
tufts of country cotton; sprouting in multiple
clusters from the ground.
The edifice overlooking the shopping mall looked
gargantuan; with several bystanders transgressing the
streets; admiring it unanimously in open mouthed
consternation,
Although it had its roots in dexterously ploughed
soil; juxtaposed commensurately with raw cement and
concrete.
The President's destiny appeared enchanting; as he
stood tall and domineering on the dais; with an
indomitable spirit to conquer profoundly lingering in
his eyes,
Although it had its roots in the lines of his spongy
palm; the labyrinth of mounts and stars impregnated in
his tiny fist.
The Banyan tree looked like a fascinating fortress;
with scores of animals and birds wandering vivaciously
through its cascading branches,
Although it had its roots deeply embodied in recesses
of moist earth; and a conglomerate of nutrients in the
same; nurturing it to rise to unbelievable heights.
And the creator appeared invincible; with the entire
universe distinctly visible; each time he opened his
mouth,
Although he had his roots entwined with philanthropic
simplicity; the rudiments of equality granting him the
unprivileged aura of ruling over the entire cosmos;
residing in every heart that throbbed benevolently;
palpitated passionately for life.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Royally Alive
The rays of flamboyant Sun; sizzle me beyond the
threshold of ultimate ecstasy,
The rays of the resplendent stars; reinvigorate my
dolorously dreary night with stupendous charm and
vibrant twinkles,
The rays of untamed desire; trigger me to insatiably
dream; transcending the boundless realms of enigmatic
eternity,
The rays of the milky moon; catapult me into a land of
tumultuous jubilation; where I romance in waves of
ebullient frolic,
The rays of profuse nostalgia; transit me into realms
of impeccable childhood; where I bounce with
uninhibited mischief; in the sacrosanct lap of my
mother,
The rays of tantalizing beauty; make me indefatigably
feel that I was in incredulously enchanting paradise;
blending blissfully with the divine,
The rays of irrefutable honesty; lead me to
intransigently believe that there were still humans
existing in todays blood sucking world,
The rays of lecherous bloodshed; make me feel like
relinquishing every iota of what I had assimilated
till today; whiling life in perpetual recluse; away
from mans cannibalistically stinking world,
The rays of mystical enigma; propel me to ponder upon
the most inexplicable of ingredients; blended
exotically with the atmosphere,
The rays of voluptuous rhapsody; maneuver the most
intricate of my senses across the most fathomless
continents of poignantly escalating passion,
The rays of celestial peace; make me handsomely
oblivious to the insurmountable battalion of
manipulation; unveiling in torrential cloudbursts
every succeeding minute,
The rays of invincible friendship; make me feel more
fortified than the most Herculean of fortress;
projecting from this planet,
The rays of wholesome freedom; foment me miraculously
to realize that I was leading my life to the fullest;
basking in the melodious glory of the wind to the
ultimate of its capacity,
The rays of illegitimate discrimination; make me feel
as if I was transgressing full throttle in the
dormitories of hell; although I was still replete with
robust energy and breathing alive,
The rays of ambition; inundated my persona with
whirlpools of overwhelming desire to excel; achieve
the most acrimoniously persevering goals; with an
unstinted pride in my eyes,
The rays of heavenly wisdom; stimulated an
unsurpassable myriad of benevolence in my mind;
drifting me towards the summit of inevitable
realization,
The rays of salaciously guilty conscience; make me
crumble down like an edifice of brittle cards;
although I possessed the entire wealth on this
boundless globe,
The rays of betrayal; make each breath of mine
overwhelmed with a billion pugnacious knives;
uncouthly asphyxiating traces of my serene existence,
The rays of philanthropic unity; grant me the
Omnipotent tenacity of leading an infinite lives more;
in this solitarily single lifetime of mine,
And the rays which emanated from your majestic eyes;
make me feel that I was in everlasting love; make me
feel that I was stronger than any entity on this earth
and royally alive
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Scent and spice
I consumed rice blended with fish curry,
added pinches of salt to exit from realms of bland
taste.
i licked bare brick wall coated with sand plaster,
devoured spicy remains of natural plastic paint.
i trampled violently through fields of red pepper,
sprayed finely crushed powder in the vicinity of
shivering tongue.
i swam at feverish pace in extreme salty solvent of
the Caribbean sea,
wiped myself dry to feel allergic patches of faded
red.
i pumped the air with a blend of perfume and green
mustard seed,
sat for patient hours basking in a film of spicy
atmosphere.
i rolled in clay mud sprinkled with pungent
fertilizer,
smeared my wheatish face with semicircular cakes of
flavored mud.
i sat on a cushion containing fermented yellow sour
cream,
smelt of obnoxious odour all throughout the passing
day.
i rubbed naked patches of my skin with hot repellant
balms,
danced all day with thunder storms of ecstasy echoing
through my eardrum.
i tore big chunks of orange ginger from tender
branches of sapling,
drenched myself with a tumbler full of aromatic water.
i desired to breathe in an ambience of ravishing
alligator perfume,
swim in colossal ponds of suspended salt for the
remaining tenure of my life.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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