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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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Diffusing
Diffusing into froth; was the marvelously swirling
ocean; glistening royally under flamboyant rays of the
dynamic Sun,
Diffusing into triumph; was the astronomical summit of
the towering mountain; majestically kissing the satiny
conglomerate of mystical clouds,
Diffusing into melody; was the unfathomably enigmatic
and boisterously chirping nightingale,
Diffusing into rejuvenation; was the unsurpassable
battalion of ravishing tea leaves; enveloping your
every morning with an enthralling smile,
Diffusing into diabolism; was the horrendously
conquering Dinosaur; pulverizing countless innocent in
its ominously hideous swirl,
Diffusing into resplendence; was the magnificently
shimmering rainbow; culminating into a bountiful
spectrum of astounding color and charm,
Diffusing into mischief; was the flirtatiously
philandering chimpanzee; gallivanting romantically
through an ebullient network of branches and
stupendous foliage,
Diffusing into fragrance; was the gorgeously crimson
rose; voluptuously scintillating under the seductive
blanket of euphoric dewdrops,
Diffusing into boisterousness; was the delectably
buzzing humming bee; evolving tons of incredulously
glowing honey; by the rapidly unfurling minute,
Diffusing into enchantment; was the tantalizingly
sprouting meadow; blooming with rambunctious
grasshoppers as rain pelted tumultuously from colossal
sky,
Diffusing into breeze; were the exuberantly bustling
leaves; mystically rustling as marvelous moonshine;
took a wholesome stranglehold of daylight,
Diffusing into magnificence; was the immaculately
shimmering pearl; bouncing in rhapsodic delight; as it
popped out from the body of slimy oyster,
Diffusing into lechery; was the coldblooded criminal;
nefariously sucking happiness from the society; to
inundate his pockets with spuriously glittering gold
and silver,
Diffusing into perspiration; was the overwhelmingly
exhausted body; staggering towards its destination
under the insurmountably blazing Sun,
Diffusing into intrigue; was the unsurpassably
enigmatic mind; delving into stupendously fantastic
territories of the unknown; where no power on earth
could dare to tread,
Diffusing into juice; was the succulently alluring
fruit; unbelievably pacifying the pangs of agonizing
gluttony in your tender stomach,
Diffusing into tingling; was the harmoniously clanging
bell; deluging the atmosphere with beats of
fascinating enchantment,
Diffusing into comfort; was the opulently luxurious
mattress of impeccable silk; transforming you into a
celestial fantasy; which lasted till times beyond
eternity,
Diffusing into charisma; was the voluptuously floating
fairy; profusely drowning into a land of unprecedented
glory and excitement,
Diffusing into dust; was the boundlessly sweltering
desert; acrimoniously scorching and fretting; under
murderous fireballs of gigantic heat,
Diffusing into pandemonium; was the horrendously
amalgamated mob; disgustingly trying to pervade
through the blanket of peace and divinely bliss,
Diffusing into timelessness; was the perpetual essence
of sharing; ubiquitously disseminating the religion of
sacrosanct brotherhood through all quarters of this
incomprehensible planet,
Diffusing into deceit; was the perilously titillating
mirage; fatiguing you to a point beyond death; as you
relentlessly chased its furtively ravishing persona,
Diffusing into articulation; was the rhetorically
escalating voice; explicitly divulging the most
inherent desires of the righteous conscience,
Diffusing into blood; were the fathomless network of
veins; spraying a fountain of crimson liquid; when
traumatically infiltrated by the ghastly thorn,
Diffusing into saliva; was the perennially chattering
rosy tongue; culminating into ecstatic joy; at
witnessing the appetizing meals of its choice,
Diffusing into insanity; was the uncouthly tyrannized
madman; loitering aimlessly on the impoverished
streets; being ruthlessly kicked at all quarters of
the treacherous society,
Diffusing into animosity; was the invidiously
sprawling cactus; hideously piercing through innocuous
flesh; as they tried to get too friendly for its own
comfort,
Diffusing into innocence; was the newly born infant;
incarcerating even the most remotely alien of
personalities; in the aura of its untainted childhood,
Diffusing into patriotism; was the handsomely
belligerent soldier; unflinchingly marching forward
for saving his motherland; with the fire of freedom
blazing intrepidly in his eyes,
Diffusing into tenderness; were the placidly setting
contours of the gregariously scarlet Sun,
Diffusing into speed; was the thunderously circulating
maelstrom; exuberantly gushing past the aisles of
gloomy malice,
Diffusing into divinity; was the sacrosanct lap of
your mother; encompassing a compassion; which no
spurious price on this earth could ever purchase,
Diffusing into squeaks; was the tawny eyed cat;
mischievously waiting for its chance; to salvage its
paws on the impeccable island of cheese,
Diffusing into poignant glory; was the seductively
enthralling candle flame; perpetuating rays of desire;
through the complexion of the gory night,
Diffusing into smoke; was the colossal chunk of coal;
culminating into streaks of uncontrollable vibrancy;
as the midday heat took its toll over all land,
Diffusing into bliss; was the ethereally transient
horizon; imparting celestial reprieve from the
ferociously tormenting agony of the traumatic day,
Diffusing into cacophony; was the irascibly croaking
frog; for whom there lay dwindling despair; outside
the periphery of its splendidly royal well,
Diffusing into heart-felt catharsis; was the
effeminately intricate poet; indefatigably envisaging
beyond the land the monotonous; dreaming in the walls
of immortal heaven,
Diffusing into wisdom; was the sagaciously learned
saint; flooding each patch of disgruntled earth he
tread; into a boundless treasury of idealistic
richness,
Diffusing into sorrow; were those disastrously thrown
children; who had the obnoxiously fetid interiors of
the dustbin to greet their first cry; instead of their
mothers heavenly palms,
Diffusing into restlessness; were the insatiable
pioneers; incorrigibly pursuing their benevolent
dreams; even as the devil tried to brutally pulverize
them,
Diffusing into righteousness; was the irrefutably
sacred conscience; always propelling you to tread on
the most prudent path of this gigantic earth,
Diffusing into love; was the immortally throbbing
heart; bonding infinite lives for countless more
births to come; in an entrenchment of unshakable
belonging and desire,
And diffusing into newness; was the chapter of
everlasting life; rising as the sole undefeated
warrior; against the inevitable coffin of remorseful
death…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Dividers
A divider of polished bricks separated the road;
segregating a battalion of
traffic meticulously,
Preventing unruly accidents; ensuring that vehicles
traversed at electric
speeds.
A divider of thunder clouds separated the crystal sky
from earth,
Obfuscating it from indispensable sunshine; inundating
its surface with an
ocean of stormy rain.
A divider of dense leaf; separated the slender tree
from the wind,
Cloistering it from uncouth gaze of trespassers;
impregnating it with loads of
passionate warmth.
A divider of charged barbed wire; separated the house
from the illuminated
street;
Harboring its occupants in fortified custody;
shielding them from vindictive
glances of the society.
A divider of entwined fur; separated the grizzly bear
from atmosphere,
Protecting his skin from freezing winds and bitter
cold; incorporating his
persona with a thoroughly mystical look.
A divider of radiant flowers; separated the orchard
from the polluted city,
Flooding the sir with a sweet fragrance of piquant
scent; attracting scores of
bees to hum in rambunctious discordance.
A divider of feathers; separated the majestic peacock
from the unethical
vulture,
Depicting its magnanimous splendor to all in vicinity;
spreading waves of wild
euphoria when spotted in rain.
A divider of blistering sand; separated the desert
from common land,
Granting it the status of being virtually invincible;
hosting a plethora of
kingly cactus and crab.
A divider of brutality separated; the devil from
sacrosanct god,
Assassinating blissful traces of benevolence;
rendering the world a disaster
to live in.
And a divider of her perpetual love; separated me from
the mundane earth,
Saving me from the tyranny of blending with the
deplorable; imprisoning me in
bonds of celestial romance.
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Dont mess with love
Don’t mess with lies; it would hedonistically
massacre you with its fangs of vindictively flagrant
prejudice,
Don’t mess with the scorpion; it would so
ballistically permeate its venomously curled tail into
your nimble flesh; that you’d never be able to raise
your hindside,
Don’t mess with the Sun; it would burn you to
infinitesimal moles of inane ash; which wouldn’t be
accepted even by the land of disastrously disappearing
oblivion,
Don’t mess with the Shark; it would pulverize every
element of your countenance to such a pulverized
chowder; that wouldn’t be visible with even the most
contemporarily high powered telescope,
Don’t mess with the avalanche; it would treacherously
bury you an infinite feet beneath your corpse; a place
so scurrilously asphyxiating beneath the earth; where
even darkness dreaded to dare,
Don’t mess with obsession; it would maniacally frazzle
every sensuously sensitive vein of your persona;
reduce you to such a bundle of delirious
meaninglessness that even the coffins of hell would
blatantly refuse,
Don’t mess with the ghost; it would wretchedly jinx
you beyond the comprehensions of infinite infinity;
torturing you to such an extent; that you vomited raw
blood everytime you witnessed the contours of your
face,
Don’t mess with the storm; it would inexhaustibly
lambaste you against cold-blooded stone; till the time
your bones felt that wholesomely gruesome extinction
was a better alternative instead,
Don’t mess with the knife; it would slice you into so
many unsparing countless bits; that even the most
hideously barbaric vultures would find it bizarrely
gory to digest,
Don’t mess with the lion; it wouldn’t given you even
the most evanescent chance to fulfill your last wish;
before it gobbled you like a robust mosquito for its
afternoon lunch,
Don’t mess with corruption; it would make every step
of your blissfully resplendent existence; more
egregiously strangulating than the werewolves of
ghoulishly satanic hell,
Don’t mess with the vampish seductress; she would
firstly tantalize you to realms beyond supremely
ecstatic paradise; only to mercilessly excoriate apart
every bit of your skin; for stitching her
compassionate night-coat,
Don’t mess with the gallows; they would
surreptitiously creep upon you in your celestially
contented slumber; to make it nefariously and
irretrievably permanent,
Don’t mess with the bat; it would so barbarously pluck
the whites and blacks of your beautiful eyes; that
your face would dissolve into laconically
inconspicuous space for times immemorial,
Don’t mess with the mirage; it would satiate the
chords of your agonizingly charred throat till beyond
eternal eternity; before eventually making you lick
granules of dry sand with acidulous thorns embedded
inside; instead,
Don’t mess with lightening; it would numb the
quintessential nexus of your existence to such a
threshold; that even the most cannibalistic swords
massacring your head would seem to you as a flutter of
a seductive eyelash,
Don’t mess with symbiotism; it would sodomize the
chapters of your harmonious survival in such a way;
that traumatic incarceration would become your sole
mantra to whimperingly exist,
Don’t mess with blood; it would abandon you forever in
the gutterpipe of ostracizing deceit; beheading you as
a lecherously parasitic alien; although you were its
cardinally very own,
And don’t mess with love; it would grant you such a
diabolical death for betraying and tampering with its
insuperably Omnipotent spirit; that life in any form;
shape or fraternity; would never ever in even the most
obsolete of birth; accept you once again….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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Dressed for love
Dressed for the enchanting garden; I wore
uninhibitedly sagging flannel trousers; rampantly
encapsulating persona with a blanket of ravishingly
green leaf,
Dressed for the valiant battle; I wore armors of
invincible steel; unflinchingly enveloped my entire
body with swords of scintillatingly intrepid courage,
Dressed for the pulsating discotheque; I wore skimpy
sweatshirts and headbands; entrenching even the most
infinitesimal follicle of my hair; with exotically
rustic and wild gypsy straw,
Dressed for diving in the undulating ocean; I wore an
ostentatiously raunchy two piece swimsuit; liberating
my senses to be astoundingly unruly; to be handsomely
unbelievable and natural,
Dressed for gallivanting through the mystical forests;
I wore a brazenly exhilarating leopard skin;
insurmountably tingling even the most diminutive
element of my visage with the astronomically
aristocratic freshness of mother nature,
Dressed for nocturnal bedtime; I wore a nonchalantly
floating silken robe; stringently applying
intransigently repellent balms all over my body; to
sequester myself from the horde of perniciously
pertinent mosquitoes,
Dressed for ravenously heavenly supper; I wore an
impeccably humble apron of ivory white; smacking my
slavering lips and tongue with chilled soda; to
tantalizingly foment my gargantuan appetite,
Dressed for the mesmerizing magic show; I wore a
wizardly cloak of celestially conjuring
voluptuousness; embellishing my drearily penurious
looks with charismatically resplendent vanity powder,
Dressed for ragged mountaineering; I wore an
unfathomable cascade of machismo denim; resiliently
punctuating even the most inconspicuous bone of my
sagging body with punches of ingratiating euphoria,
Dressed for the poignantly princely marriage; I wore
fascinating garlands of sensuously iridescent rose;
beautifully adorning every patch of my shivering skin
with gorges of spell bindingly amiable friendship,
Dressed for ebulliently exhilarating adventure; I wore
a frolickingly kangaroo outfit; vibrantly assimilating
all marvelously intoxicating melody of the benign
atmosphere; in my unequivocally wandering stride,
Dressed for regally sagacious school; I wore twin sets
of meticulously ironed trousers; overwhelming my
inherently laggard visage with the mantra of
holistically mortal righteousness,
Dressed for receiving the magnanimously scintillating
trophy; I wore a majestically crimson blazer; drowning
my nimbly trembling demeanor in the aisles of
gloriously aristocratic Oligarchy,
Dressed for the fetidly acrimonious gutters; I wore a
graveyard of derogatorily sullen tomatoes;
remorsefully melanging every ingredient of my form
with the walls of frantically sinful desperation,
Dressed for the triumphant birthday party; I wore an
unimaginable festoon of vividly cheerful balloons;
magnificently substituting each of my monotonously
traumatized senses with the everlasting eternal elixir
of; youthful joyousness,
Dressed for the abhorrently corporate meeting; I wore
a brutally asphyxiating formal suit which almost
wringed my subtle neck; salaciously draping my
harmoniously symbiotic personality; with viciously
slandering slang,
Dressed for the chapter of wonderfully victorious
life; I wore the philanthropically Omnipotent color of
the Sun and the Moon; fabulously coalescing every
ingredient of my serene conscience with the; fruits of
gorgeously fructifying nature,
And dressed for immortally sacrosanct love; I wore the
perpetually charming blessings of the Almighty Divine;
wholesomely relinquishing everything else on this
fathomless Universe; except his unconquerable order to
serve all Omnipresent humanity; except his sacredly
enamoring wish to proliferate countless more of my
kind….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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