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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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A Hearty breakfast
I coated roasted bread periphery with surplus extracts
of cow butter,
stuffed hollow spaces between twin slices with
squashed tomato curry,
baked round crystalline egg to fluffy proportion,
crushed a pair of sour lemon to form appetizing juice,
flooded polished interiors of glass with blood red
wine,
sliced infinite biscuits of farm fresh radish,
blended chunks of mustard seed in huge jars of ground
well water,
dropped sizzling pieces of goat meat in gigantic foils
of silver,
ripped open olive green coconut shell with slender
butcher knife,
peeled wild skin of fleshy orange after feeble
resistance from the fruit,
decorated the slimy surface of exquisite marble,
with bulky slabs of chilly ice-cream,
sprinkled pinches of pure salt on visible patches of
spiceless food,
laid a cluster of hybrid grapes in minuscule baskets
of cane,
filled miniature soup bowls with clear paste of noodle
and garlic powder,
chopped with deft strokes of skill entangled bundles
of cauliflower root,
burnt sugar to chocolate brown in low rising flames of
electronic stove,
rubbed green chilli sticks with volatile force on my
lifeless lips,
opened sliding glass panels of the green house roof,
to let in revitalising draughts of the mountain air,
reclined and sank in the plush upholstery of king
sized chair,
to relish the concoctions and recipe which were simply
for morning
consumption,
listening to enlightening tunes diffusing softly, from
plastic pellets of my
portable walkman.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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A Palace in still water
This vast expanse of blue tepid water,
the yellow sun evading the skies,
the beauty all so glamorous,
the shimmering spires of the town.
green pastures, chirping birds,
colored sands at their perennial best,
puts beautiful palace at incisive test.
stalwarts built it firm and strong,
entrepreneurs decorated it with bronze.
water cascading at umpteenth places,
makes it the darling of all races.
garlanded with human emotions,
looks like a fire ablaze at night,
a real treat to the human eye,
with tawny fishes saying goodbye.
the colorful bonanza of gaudy lights,
the orchestra singing to a perfect rhyme,
the ornamental clock tower gives a midnight chime,
blissful silence descends all over,
as i succumb to the delight of invincible sleep.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
Read more: water poems, silence poems, beautiful poems, green poems, beauty poems, sleep poems, fire poems, sun poems, night poems, fish poems, fishing poems, sky poems
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A single beat-1
Just a single smile of her delectably diminutive lips;
the heavenly way in which she unveiled those
wonderfully impeccable contours,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all
traumatically manipulative agony of this planet; the
tyrannically lambasting devil who coldbloodedly
corrupted the civilization; left; right and full
center….
Just a single wink of her marvelously majestic
eyelashes; the immaculately celestial empathy that
poignantly reflected from them; all sweltering day and
enchanting night,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all brutally
salacious lechery on this boundless planet; the
terrorizing web of bizarre manipulation; which
truculently asphyxiated from all sides….
Just a single wave of her immaculately waving palms;
that ingratiatingly diminutive fist of hers which she
effusively punched through euphoric air,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all morbidly
remorseful sadness on this fathomless planet; the
diabolically agonizing dungeons of disparaging
boredom; which despicably crippled one and all;
insidiously alike….
Just a single twinkle of her divinely minuscule feet;
the trail of unsurpassably bountiful innocence that
she left behind on every step that she holistically
tread,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all
pugnaciously menacing massacre on this colossal
planet; the savage avalanche of blood that
barbarically besieged every element of benign goodness
in the world outside…..
Just a single nod of her infinitesimally sacrosanct
forehead; the vivaciously triumphant festoon of
ebullience that she diffused; robustly frolicking
her pudgy neck,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all
acrimoniously penalizing treachery on this gigantic
planet; the invidious stem of ominously derogatory
lies that had embedded its nails profoundly; into the
fabric of the spell binding society…..
Just a single blush of her regally charismatic cheeks;
the tinge of profusely exuberant scarlet that
encapsulated her tiny visage from all sides,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all dolorously
decaying despair on this gargantuan planet; the winds
of insanely maniacal solitude that gruesomely
proliferated; without the slightest of sagacious
consent…..
Just a single flap of her magically miraculous ears;
the inconspicuously Omnipotent lobes of sparkling
freshness that dangled from her face,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all vindictive
staleness on this endless planet; the pathetically
slithering corpse of hideously surreptitious avarice
and greed….
Just a single breath of her ubiquitously godly nose;
the stupendously Omniscient fireball of vibrant life
that it generated; with every mercurial puff of air
that it symbiotically exhaled,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all
horrendously slandering pain on this unfathomable
planet; the riotous abuse of mankind by disdainfully
abominable powerhouses of dictatorial greed…..
And just a single beat of her Omnipresently
unassailable heart; those royally humanitarian
reverberations so pricelessly sparkling with
timelessly unflinching life,
Was enough for me to wholesomely forget all ghoulishly
perilous death on this perpetual planet; the graveyard
of extinction that inevitably snapped the fangs of
blissfully enamoring life….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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A tribute to my grandparents
THERE WAS A time when we frivolously hid behind the rocks; gallivanted on golden sands of the beach trying to catch each other,
While at the present moment we were sitting beside the fireplace; snuggling our hands deep inside the blanket.
There was a time when we experimented with umpteenth items of food in a single day; gulping each meal with gallons of inebriating beer,
While at the present moment we commenced each morning with a plethora of vitamins; relied on crushed fruit juices for nocturnal supper.
There was a time we spent marathon hours in the sweltering day clambering steep rocks; with our feet bereft of solid footwear,
While at the present moment we thoroughly leaned on our walking sticks for aplomb; were quite content to remain confined to the cozy interiors of our obsolete bedroom.
There was a time when we used to pummel each other in the ribs; violently pluck each other’s hair in intense indignation,
While at the present moment we hugged each other tightly at the slightest sign of thunder; shivered uncontrollably at hearing the word “crime”.
There was a time when we bathed under gushing white water streams; flinging our clothes at the tiniest insinuation of rain,
While at the present moment we anxiously waited for supply of fresh water; scrupulously switching on the geyser the night before we took a bath.
There was a time when we incessantly laughed; remained in boisterous spirits even during unearthly hours of dawn,
While at the present moment we appeared as taciturn as meditating saints; nostalgically reminiscing the events and days of our life.
There was a time when we used to wear a host of gaudy clothes; swirling uninhibitedly in the aisles of bombastic glamour, flaunting our fair skin as we transgressed the streets,
While at the present moment we were clad heavily in bulky coats and scarves; trying to save our flesh from the most diminutive draught of cold.
There was a time when we didn’t write addresses and phone numbers; priding ourselves in possessing the stupendous ability of remembering them,
While at the present moment we made sure we jotted down the most inconspicuous of detail; the most minuscule of information; so that we didn’t forget it the very next minute.
There was a time we could sight invisible lettering at far distances; without using any of the visual contrivances,
While at the present moment we found our eyes camouflaged behind abysmally thick glasses; and had to profusely screw our eyes in order to sight even the most magnified of images.
There was a time when we could snap obdurate sticks of sugarcane into two; with the mere caress of our formidable teeth,
While at the present moment we wore a pair of disdainful braces; thriving on boiled extracts of spongy rice.
There was a time when we deliberately put the decibel level of the music system to its highest; gyrating passionately under the shimmering moon,
While at the present moment we talked in inaudible whispers; shirking as far as possible from sources of obstreperous sound.
There was a time when we were entirely dependent on our parents; reverted to them in times of utter distress and tribulation,
While at the present moment we had grandchildren of our own; a battalion of siblings we had procreated in this vast world.
There was a time when we had just tied the matrimonial thread; with fantasies of unrelenting romance revolving turbulently through our minds,
While at the present moment we lay extremely old and shriveled; waiting to abdicate breath and blend our souls with the creator.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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