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Best Poems From
NIKHIL PAREKH
(27/08/1977)
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317.
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No
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you profoundly
want to become something in life; transcend beyond the
realms of desperate malice for times immemorial,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you dazzling dare
to revolutionize the complexion of this dreary planet;
inundate its trajectory with unbelievably mesmerizing
streaks of raw artistry,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you holistically
want to lead a life of irrefutable self-dignity; hold
your head always high irrespective of the most
ghastliest of hell raining on you; from all sides,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you ardently wish
to metamorphose even the most infinitesimal of benign
dreams; into an unflinchingly eternal reality,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unshakably
crave to evolve an entrenchment of your own voluptuous
fantasies; in the very midst of monotonously crippling
politics and salacious prejudice,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you indefatigably
yearn to philander intrepidly in the heart of
resplendently twinkling midnight; tantalizingly
romance with the majesty of seductive blackness; while
the tycoon world huddled in blankets of disdain
inside,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unequivocally
want to blissfully survive; embrace the winds of
heavenly triumph; amidst a pack of parasitically blood
sucking and insidiously manipulative wolves,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you irrevocably
perceive to fulminate into a fireball of unconquerable
righteousness; for infinite more births of yours; yet
to unveil,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unsurpassably
want to mitigate all truculently lambasted humanity;
miraculously free them from the clutches of the
remorsefully morbid devil,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unrelentingly
dreamt to blend with the waves of brilliant
exuberance; paying a deaf ear to the inclemently
meaningless norms of the sardonically turgid society,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you insatiably
want to spawn your very own inimitable personality;
blossom into a legend from the very grass roots;
without emulating any of the luminaries even an
inconspicuous trifle,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you invincibly
want to embody our cornucopia of priceless truth;
amidst an unfathomable civilization of invidiously
derogatory corruption,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you intransigently
want to accept the treacherously orphaned as your very
own ingredient of blood; despite indescribably gory
objection from the worthlessly barking society,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you
uncompromisingly want to exist every minute for the
cause of Omnisciently sparkling mankind; symbiotically
mélange with all caste; creed; tribe and religion;
bountifully alike,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you relentlessly
want to free your sacrosanct motherland; from the
viciously pernicious maelstrom of; severely
adulterated raunchiness,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you jubilantly
want to frolic in the aisles of untainted
innocuousness; even as the abominable globe outside
were busy perpetuating pints of victimizing venom into
the mouths of the newly born,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you unstoppably
want to become an optimistic ray of hope for all those
miserably shattered; even as crime lethally
proliferated on every quarter of this earth; as the
clock ticked,
You’ve got to learn to speak it; if you want to
perpetually bond with the spirit of your true love;
even as the most mercurial element of the world
outside ignominiously lambasted you with dirt and
unforgivable abuse,
The word was easy yet unassailably strong; the word
consisted of just two alphabets yet bestowed you with
the power to confront even the most Herculean of
impediments; the word was negative yet imparted you
with the tenacity to do whatever right you chose,
So c’mon folks; get ready to celestially fulfill your
every dream; get ready to take over the entire
conventional planet for the cause of immortal love;
get ready to transform this world once again into an
enchanting paradise; but before you could do anything;
get ready to look the devil in his eye; and say a big
NO…..
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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318.
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No chance for time to speak
We hardly had the time; to know each other’s name; the
fraternity of religion that the tyrannically
conventional society had maliciously placed us in,
We hardly had the time; to conceive each other’s
fantasies; the compassionately seductive whirlpool of
thoughts that circumscribed our tantalizingly nimble
brains,
We hardly had the time; to gauge each other’s
destinies; the inscrutable configuration of lines on
our palms which perhaps held the key to our
enigmatically future lives,
We hardly had the time; to impregnably embrace each
other; uninhibitedly feel the profoundly unconquerable
sensuousness; embedded in our pristinely impeccable
skins,
We hardly had the time; to perceive each other’s
humorous instincts; the uncannily ludicrous clown in
our demeanor’s; that sporadically usurped our souls,
We hardly had the time; to write marathon epic’s of
poetry about each other; artistically swishing our
articulate fingers; in unlimitedly due admiration of
our majestic senses,
We hardly had the time; to wink at each other;
timelessly flirt and philander in euphorically
effervescent youth; through the perennially effulgent
rivers and hills,
We hardly had the time; to pamper each other’s ego;
profusely garnish every cranny of our countenance with
the vividly panoramic goodness of the gigantic planet;
around,
We hardly had the time; to clandestinely date each
other; intrepidly elope on bare horseback skins; to
the most exhilaratingly rhapsodic crannies of the
erotically wild and deciduous forests,
We hardly had the time; to surreptitiously mischief
with each other; unabashedly pull at our hair and
rubicund chin; to bountifully cherish the fruits of
eternally exuberant youth,
We hardly had the time; to gloriously triumph our
presence; ebulliently rejoice to the most
unprecedented limits; hand in hand; dancing under the
iridescently milky moon,
We hardly had the time; to fathom each other’s
families; the societal status; prestige and
relationships that our parent’s had tenaciously
assimilated; in the destined tenure of their lives,
We hardly had the time; to ecstatically laugh and cry;
poignantly engross our personalities in an
unfathomable myriad of humanitarian emotions;
exploring the brilliantly sensitive side of life,
We hardly had the time; to enchantingly mesmerize each
other; insuperably cast the incantation of our
magically unadulterated innocence; upon our fervently
dancing nerves,
We hardly had the time; to unsurpassably thank each
other; for our celestially miraculous interaction; at
a rambunctious corner of an contumaciously disheveled
street,
We hardly had the time; to romanticize the essence of
life; unassailably clasping our hands till times
beyond eternal eternity; under Omnipotently spell
binding rays of the afternoon Sun,
We hardly had the time; to speak our heart out;
timelessly listen to the insides of our chests;
palpitating more passionately than the annals of
extraordinarily benign paradise,
We hardly had the time; to comprehend each other’s
ambitions; the stupendously enamoring missions that we
wanted to embark upon in the chapter of our
beautifully blissful life,
O! Yes; Believe it or not; we really didn’t find time
for doing anything of any sort; as the very first
instant that we witnessed each other; the beats of our
hearts and soul unconquerably bonded in the garland of
immortal love; our lives became one by the grace of
the Omniscient Divine; without giving time the tiniest
of chance to speak or intervene….
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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319.
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No stoppages
There were towering faces of unassailably domineering
mountains; to stop the unrelentingly untamed maelstrom
of wind,
There were unfathomably stringent bars of antiseptic
carbolic; to stop the intransigently uncouth flow of
pertinent germs and disease,
There were dazzling rays of the blazingly sweltering
Sun; to stop the ferociously torrential onslaught of
tumultuously cyclonic rain,
There were unsurpassable curtain spreads of
seductively tantalizing night; to stop the
acrimoniously persevering rays of the barbarically
excoriating day,
There were gargantuan chunks of dried lumber and
stone; to stop the flow of the vociferously bubbling
and incorrigibly relentless stream,
There were clouds of majestically sparkling hope; to
stop the insidiously advancing dungeon of haplessly
penalizing depression,
There were exhilarating expeditions of intrepid
adventure; to stop the mundanely vicious attack of
bizarrely crippling monotony,
There were perennially invincible rays of uninhibited
freedom; to stop the diabolically salacious whirlwinds
of despicable imprisonment,
There were an incomprehensible festoon of vivaciously
bustling smiles; to stop the rampantly vindictive
onslaught of dolorously lambasting depression,
There were deluging hosepipes of rapturously exuberant
water; to stop the plethora of hostile fumes from
charring all in surrounding vicinity; to
infinitesimally insipid ash,
There were bountifully resplendent meadows of
everlasting green grass; to stop the ominously
perfidious attack of penuriously lackadaisical
drought,
There were whirlpools of irrefutably candid honesty;
to stop the painstakingly lecherous advent of
blatantly derogatory and hideous lies,
There were indefatigable cloudshowers of miraculously
Omniscient innovation; to stop the murderously
menacing shadow of heinously delinquent stagnation,
There were rainbows of Omnipresently shimmering faith
and solidarity; to stop the invidiously infiltrating
and satanically pulverizing devil,
There were formidably tenacious enclosures of
Herculean strength; to stop the perilously ungainly
convicts from eloping in the aisles of miserably
maiming violence; once again,
There were waterfalls of astoundingly reinvigorating
freshness; to stop the acridly horrendous dust storms
of prejudice; from brutally lambasting your sacredly
crimson blood,
There were tirelessly diffusing buckets of
incomprehensible breath; to stop the remorsefully
sullen blankets of the dreadful corpse; from
ruthlessly asphyxiating priceless survival,
There were fountains of philanthropically immortal
love and humanity; to stop the dwindling inferno of
wicked betrayal; from stepping even an infinitesimal
iota inside,
But there was nothing on or beyond this astronomically
aristocratic Universe to stop the chapter of life; to
stop the gloriously sacrosanct chapter of
proliferation; to stop existence from reigning
marvelously supreme for centuries unprecedented,
And if indeed there was somebody then it was not
mundane human or his unending list of sleazy
contraptions; as the reigns of this entire planet;
danced solely to the tunes of the Omnipotent Almighty
Lord; were solely his and would remain his forever; to
execute…
(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
Nikhil Parekh
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320.
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No Wealth; No Worshipping required…
No wealth required; not even the most infinitesimal shade of the scintillating currency coin ever needed; which robustly jingled till handsome eternity,
No versatility required; not even the most inconspicuous shade of spell binding talent ever needed; which unassailably cast its own inimitable supremacy; upon every other bit of monotony; satanically thriving on this commercial planet,
No majesty required; not even the most infidel shade of princeliness ever needed; which irrefutably overwhelmed; every ounce of oblivious ordinariness in the fabric of the unceasing atmosphere,
No punctuality required; not even the most ethereal shade of timeliness ever needed; which gave the most resounding slap in the face of preposterously lambasting indolence,
No power required; not even the most transient shade of domination ever needed; which forever massacred the molehill of weakness; like the most hapless of white ants,
No pretension required; not even the most ephemeral shade of gaudiness ever needed; which sneeringly surpassed every trifle of bohemian rusticity; in the boundless Universe,
No victory required; not even the most insouciant shade of unshakable triumph ever needed; which insuperably embedded the flag of jubilation; upon every lugubriously blackened corner of planet earth,
No beauty required; not even the most disappearing shade of astoundingly miraculous panorama ever needed; which irrefutably crucified all lacklusterness on boundless earth,
No politics required; not even the most frugal shade of dexterously successfully manipulation ever needed; which inevitably guided the way to the ultimate of a person’s dreams; in this fetidly wretched planet today,
No endless incantations required; not even the most evanescent shades of mellifluously subliming rhymes ever needed; which put every element of frazzled desperation to celestial rest,
No impeccable white robes required; not even the most diminutive shades of tirelessly meditative holiness ever needed; which interminably dissolved all blemishes into a coffin of amorphous nothingness,
No scarlet blood required; not even the most obfuscated shades of undefeated crimson passion ever needed; which perpetuated new life in the most cadaverously slaughtering of graveyards,
No clairvoyance required; not even the most impoverished shades of unconquerable Omniscience ever needed; which made every other living being on this earth appear like; lividly vanishing feces,
No authority required; not even the most invisible shades of sanctimoniously silencing superiority ever needed; which made countless others to slave under; just the imperceptible tip of your little finger,
No brilliance required; not even the most dying shades of pricelessly ameliorating evolution ever needed; which triumphantly snapped the fangs of all doomed stagnation in the world,
No immortality required; not even the most fugitive shades of infallibly everlasting demeanor ever needed; which forever put the word “death” to indescribable shame,
No worshipping required; not even the most penurious shades of maniacal blind faith ever needed; which was an end to the hideously ghoulish spirit of the agnostic,
Instead. If you really wanted to become a perpetually integral ingredient of the Omnipotent Lord’s blood; all you had to do was uninhibitedly leave every element of your body to float in the stream of humanity; and let every of your heartbeat spontaneously and effortlessly bond with the sky of Omnipresent Love….
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Nikhil Parekh
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