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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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2049.
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Your velvety shadow
I was profoundly enchanted by her; relishing her soft
caress till times immemorial,
I felt privileged by her presence; everytime she
drifted with me standing in open mouthed
consternation,
I stared at her unrelentingly all night; even as the
last person on this planet had gone off to sleep,
I admired her relentlessly till my last breath;
although my voice had become horrendously hoarse; and
my tongue incorrigibly refrained to swish an inch
further,
I kissed her infinite number of times; with smooch of
mine; igniting unfathomable desires in me; to do it
all over again,
I was drowning in her honey coated eyes; with the
mascara in her lashes casting over me a spell
impossible to break,
I clasped my hands securely over her demeanor;
blocking every possible source of acerbic light
striking her dainty skin,
I pacified all the uncouth pangs of hunger arising in
my stomach; as I was lost in cognizing my destiny in
the intricate lines of my palms,
I whistled incessantly as she glided by; flooding her
ears with the inferno blazing in my tunes,
I sprinkled golden dust on her body; as she
overwhelmingly enjoyed the silken powder; voluptuously
tickling her skin beyond the point of no control,
I was simply mesmerized by the titillating cascade of
her hair; and the grace embedded in her form; made me
stumble; even before I put down my first foot to walk,
I compared her visage with the angels dancing daintily
in the heavens; with the ravishing fragrance that
diffused from her persona; putting me in a state of
immortal bliss,
I craved all night and day for her enchanting touch;
the vividly painted nails on her fingers; circulating
at electric speeds through each pore of my skin,
I worshipped her feet; like I had worshipped no God;
no deity that I had every encountered on the surface
of this globe,
I slept even on a blanket of acrimonious thorns; as I
was completely lost in the essence of what she spoke;
kept iterating the same words in my mind; till the
time it had eradicated all other traces of memory,
I commenced to cry worse than the newly born child;
even if I missed her presence for less than a fraction
of a second,
I ran as she ran; walked as she walked; halted when
she halted; ate when she ate; emulated every action of
hers; howsoever much it might have seemed worthless
and inconspicuous to the outside world,
I emptied all the blood running through my veins; even
as she uttered the slightest of scream; even as just a
small fragment of her flesh was ripped apart a trifle
by the blowing wind,
And I know by now you must be burning in the aisles of
jealously sweetheart! But let me tell you that there
was not any rhyme or reason for you to do so darling;
as the person I have been mentioning in all the
previous lines; was none other than YOUR VELVETY
SHADOW…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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2050.
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You're my breath
You’re the answer to all my riddles in life;
miraculously healing all my traumatized agonies; with
the insatiable magic in your voice,
You’re the voice that makes me celestially rest;
shrugging all my frazzled vagaries into non-existent
wisps of oblivion,
You’re a mountain of invincible strength that I needed
when I disdainfully collapsed; incessantly inspiring
me to add vibrant dimensions to every tomorrow that
blissfully unfurls,
You’re an incredulous magical wand; that metamorphoses
all my staggering impossible’s; into the winds of
irrefutably blazing triumph,
You’re a cloud of innocent angels; that always made me
feel I was that euphorically bouncing child once
again; even as I treacherously slipped towards the
corridors of extinction,
You’re a bountiful paradise of newness; triggering me
to indefatigably fantasize all brilliant day; and even
while embracing the mists of diabolical midnight,
You’re an idol of astoundingly philanthropic
benevolence; instilling in me the indispensable
ingredients of everlasting mankind,
You’re a river of perpetual harmony that cascaded past
my window; making me wholesomely bask in the
stupendous glory of natures mystical endowment,
You’re a bow of astronomical courage; relentlessly
transpiring me to unflinchingly fight for my
ruthlessly incarcerated tribe,
You’re a marvelously glistening shore that harbors all
impoverished in your compassionate warmth; teaching me
to forever salute the immortal religion of humanity,
You’re a fountain of divinely peace; bestowing my
famished existence; with pearls of royal wisdom and
unconquerable unity,
You’re a tantalizing seductress dancing in the aisles
of untamed desire; compelling me to take an infinite
births; as every minute unveiled into delightfully
charismatic light,
You’re a rainbow of vivaciously versatile diversity;
propelling me to intransigently discover and explore;
the unfathomably wonderful beauty of this sacrosanct
planet,
You’re an Omnipotent flame of never-ending hope;
enlightening each aspect of my depravingly sinister
existence; with the stupendous optimism of your
heavenly stride,
You’re a magnanimous reflection of poignant empathy;
wonderfully pacifying the devastated rebel in my
veins; with the benign smile on your majestic lips,
You’re an enigmatic tunnel of unbelievable
enthrallment; that never lets me exhaust in my
conquest for success; fomenting me to plunge every
instant; into the valley of unsurpassable adventure,
You’re an epitome of beautifully revered sharing;
nourishing each element of my lecherously debilitated
existence; with the passion in your godly soul,
You’re a township that keeps proliferating into
newness all the time; massacring even the most
inconspicuous trace of rust; frustration;
dilapidation; from my penurious life,
Over and above all; you’re the girl whom I have not
just simply loved; but an Omniscient messiah who was
my breath; my body; my blood; every time God had
granted me life on this earth…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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2051.
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Yours only forever
Who told you that you were ugly; when infact I found
you to be the most amazing and beautiful person in
this world,
Who told you that you were thick skinned; when infact
I considered you to be the most tender; the most
innocuously sweet,
Who told you that you were dismally fat; when infact I
perceived you to be a dainty angel; having freshly
descended from the sky,
Who told you that your lips were as swollen as the
hippopotamus; when infact I cognized them to be soaked
in deep cherry wine; each time I had the privilege of
kissing them,
Who told you that your hair was like unruly & long
fibers diffusing from the gutter; when infact I
perceived them to be a river of golden honey; in which
I took refuge in my times of distress,
Who told you that your nostrils breathed hostile
flames; when infact I felt stupendously passionate
breath drift through; whenever you stood close by my
side,
Who told you that your color was blacker than
horrendous charcoal; when infact I found it to be as
resplendent as the voluptuous lotus; even under
pugnacious rays of the Sun,
Who told you that your footsteps reverberated noise of
an approaching dinosaur; when infact I was mesmerized
every second; as their tinkling sounds mystically
announced your presence,
Who told you that your tongue stuttered on every word
you spoke; when infact I felt that your speech was
astoundingly clear and ravishing,
Who told you that
your fingers made a mess of every meal; when infact I
relished every item you prepared; catapulting me into
the aisles of unprecedented fantasy,
Who told you that your teeth jutted out like a hideous
demon; when infact I found them like scintillating
globules of snow; pelting from the sky; every time you
smiled,
Who told you that your sweat smelt of rotten fish;
when infact it was the most alluring scent that I had
ever inhaled; putting me off instantly into blissful
sleep,
Who told you that your ears were stone deaf; when
infact I felt that they could trace the most inaudible
of my whispers; listen to the tiniest of my heartbeat,
Who told you that your height was as tall as the
giant; when infact I always found you perfect and till
my lips; those moments when I embraced you,
Who told you that your clothes had perennial stains of
oil in them; for infact I always found the most
cleanest of my fabric; embarrassingly sordid in front
of them,
Who told you that you looked like a skeleton with
hardly any flesh on your body; when infact I always
saw flames of pure passion burning in your eyes;
enamoring shades of pink enveloping your flesh at all
times,
And even if the entire world condemned you
beyond the point of redemption; I would still consider
you to be the most fascinating person existing; the
most lovable entity on this planet; and my heart would
be purely yours; YOURS ONLY FOREVER…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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2052.
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Yours truly in dirt
Short stubs of sharp black hair,
Sprouting from skin pores of unshaven flesh,
Long hair with untrimmed side locks,
Bearing heaps of white dandruff powder,
Corn dried lips chapped at sides,
Nostrils emitting hardened mass of mucus,
Eardrums filled with coats of sordid yellow wax,
Streaks of dirt lining angular neck,
Pus cells activated in lower eye,
Broken eyebrows curled in disarray,
Uncut fingernails adhered to mud,
Armpits spreading undesirable stench,
White teeth pearls dulled to chocolate brown,
Scribbled writing on all quarters of palm,
Tightly fit bedraggled clothes,
With gaping holes in shirt and vest,
Ants gnawing at chunks of stuck honey,
On projecting wide shoulder bone,
Sports shoe lining coated with coal tar,
I moan in utter dismay and lost hope,
As I stare at my unwashed demeanor; my unpolished body in the mirror.
Nikhil Parekh
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