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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Poured
The conglomerate of sinister black clouds in the
cosmos; poured cloudbursts of torrential rain,
The blazing body of flamboyantly ferocious Sun; poured
a garland of profoundly enchanting and fulminating
light,
The voluptuously crested nightingale seated on the fir
tree; poured a stream of seductively melodious sounds,
The lanky candlestick sizzling in an inferno of
handsomely dancing flames; poured an unrelenting river
of delectably pearly wax,
The Moon tantalizingly impregnated amidst the quilt of
resplendent stars; poured an ocean of uninhibited and
milky white beams,
The island of alluringly scarlet roses; poured a
valley of stupendously wonderful and exotic redolence,
The oyster held up high in the sky; poured an
incredulously enticing volley of immaculately
captivating pearls,
The mind at absolute bliss; poured an unfathomable
terrain of emphatically varied and enigmatically
tingling fantasy,
The fountain pen inundated with sapphire pools of
poignant ink; poured a royal lake of majestically
embellished and passionate words,
The cat perched agitatedly on the spiky fence; poured
an innocuous string of yelps and effusive 'Meows',
The gigantic tree standing domineeringly on the
isolated hill; poured a cavalcade of rhapsodic berries
and bountiful fruits,
The mouth at divinely harmony; poured a tunnel of
mesmerizing sound and fabulously fascinating rhyme,
The eye encapsulated by astronomically escalating
jubilation; poured a rainbow of ebulliently glistening
tears,
The body inevitably imprisoned by a whirlpool of
tumultuously fiery romance; poured a waterfall of
overwhelmingly volatile sweat,
The scores of Mother cow's marching placidly through
the meadows; poured painstakingly a lake of impeccably
frosty and celestial milk,
The wedding album lying obsolete for decades on the
profusely dusty shelf; poured a tale of nostalgically
animated fantasy which permeated through the inner
most compartments of my soul,
The wildly philandering panther; poured a tale of
thunderously deafening roar; petrifying even the most
minuscule of organism in vicinity till the last bone
down their spine,
The nose drowned in unprecedentedly obsessive
compassion; poured a dungeon of piquantly pepped up
and moist air,
And the heart ever since the time it had started to
throb; ever since the time it had first palpitated to
commence beautiful life; poured only immortal love;
would continue to do so intensifying with each beat;
even after the world comes to an abrupt end
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(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Promise me
PROMISE ME YOU wont change like the seasons; leaving me solitary and dilapidated wandering aimlessly on the mountains,
Promise me you wont transform your color like the vivacious chameleon; betraying me when I had started loving you the most,
Promise me you wont swirl away like the passing winds; abandoning me in a state of inexplicable despair and tears,
Promise me you wont gallivant unscrupulously with another man; besieging me with waves of bizarre shock; freezing my blood in its veins,
Promise me you wont philander the ominous streets at night incarcerating me in chains; causing me to wait with my eyes wide open until you returned back,
Promise me you wont disappear like the moon in the cosmos; leaving me insurmountably anguished bereft of your presence,
Promise me you wont strangulate me like a reptile; for it is not the deadly venom I would fear; rather would feel extremely disillusioned by the concept of immortal love,
Promise me you wont vanish away from my sight like the ephemeral rainbow; for I will stand unrelentingly till I saw you again,
Promise me you wont metamorphose your shape with enhancing age; for I wanted you just like the innocuous child I met several years ago,
Promise me you wont evaporate like the floating clouds; leaving me midway in my insatiable quest to conquer life,
Promise me you wont radiate intermittently like the uncanny stars; for I desired you to be my perennial source of shine,
Promise me you wont retreat your neck back like the protuberant tortoise; for I needed you as my tumultuous inspiration when on the battlefield,
Promise me you wont fall like the fruit when subjected to the onslaught of a mighty cyclone; for I would not possess the slightest power to pick you up and witness your lifeless face,
Promise me you wont dry like the monsoon river; for I wholesomely depended on the stirrings of your soul to pacify my thirst,
Promise me you wont get erased like the pencil marks do when scrubbed by a rubber; for my life would collapse in disdainful shambles if you werent here,
Promise me you wont fly away like birds do in hibernation; leaving me sobbing hysterically; thumping my hands against the wall; until they bled,
Promise me you wont shirk furtively away from my presence; for I would be left with no other option but ripping apart my throbbing heart,
Promise me you wont get carried away by all the glamour and graffiti; for I might miserably flounder to provide you with all the ostentation; all I could do was inundate you with true love from my persona,
Promise me you wont elope like the bees into different houses; for I needed you indispensably to apply sweet honey on my lips,
And promise me youll never leave me come what may in the tenure of our lives; for I would relinquish breath the second you did so; not possessing the tenacity to survive without your celestial body.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Proud Inheritance
A brittle shell camouflaged my body,
engraved with multicolored stripes of steel gray,
slimy in texture, resembling dead chunks of wood,
as hard as a rock, unmoved when blasted with explosive.
a fleshy neck protruded from my hollow skull,
imprisoning a slender pink tongue swallowing glow
worm,
compact sets of teeth were for churning meal,
i retraced my nose within cozy comforts of body pouch,
the moment it smelt the unmistakable aroma of
approaching man.
a pair of eyeball beads composed my vision,
sighting appetizing prey in murky ambience of light,
maneuvering my lazy feet to the place I resided,
triggering my instincts of self defense,
warning me round the clock of possible predators
encroaching upon.
I swam at painstaking speed in stagnant pond of
monsoon water,
Nibbled floating weed, drank lots of liquid,
Lay topsy-turvy on clay strewn banks of river,
With my belly bathing in dazzling rays of the sun god,
My head inches within my tubular body,
Whirlwinds of tension far away from my silhouette,
Meditating jungle rhymes in this state of dormancy,
Till pangs of hunger stimulated me to hunt,
I knew the creator had blessed me with more than a
century of life,
As I had proudly inherited the form of a tortoise from
my still alive mother.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Raw Materials
The raw material required for growing a foliated tree; was its
inconspicuous
little seeds,
The raw material required for building a magnificent palace; was a
plethora of
baked bricks and finely pulverized sand,
The raw material required for forming the sky; was a blend of black and
immaculate white clouds,
The raw material required for making a computer; was a conglomerate of
contemporary chips with a host of sophisticated software,
The raw material required for forming the mammoth ocean; was
astronomical
amounts of salt water,
The raw material required for preparing appetizing curd; was decayed
and left
over remains of bitter milk,
The raw material required to fire a hollow nozzle gun; was a grey
bullet; that
flew at electric speeds after swiftly releasing the trigger,
The raw material required for digging a well in the stony ground; was a
chiseled pickaxe compounded with onerous effort,
The raw material required for riding a bicycle; was dexterous
maneuvering of
the same alongwith the skill of fine balance,
The raw material required for writing script; was the slender
sculptured
fountain pen replete with sapphire ink,
The raw material required for igniting bundled logs of dry wood; was a
minuscule and lead coated matchstick,
The raw material required for cautioning against unscrupulous burglars;
was a
contemporary alarm bell,
The raw material required for soaring high in the air abreast of the
hovering
clouds; was a pair of strong and robust wings,
The raw material required to compose a poem; was a jugglery of
intricate
words; alongwith perfect synchronization of rhyme,
The raw material required to smile; was twin pairs of lips opening
partially;
radiating loads of compassionate warmth,
The raw material required for spreading rampant riots; was baseless
communalism,
The raw material required for propagating corruption; was power hungry
leaders
adroitly manipulating innocuous people,
The raw material required for impregnating fear; was merciless torture
of the
deprived; incessant tormenting of the underprivileged,
The raw material required for dying; was forcible closure of the
nostrils;
succeeded by abrupt failure of the heart,
And the raw material required for blissfully living; was unrelentingly
caring
for our dear ones; diligently praying to the deity we believe;
patronizing
universally the essence of philanthropic love.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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