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»If you thought

 

If you thought that I’d perpetually love you; even
after you brutally slandered me on my hindside with
your murderous kitchen knife; just because I fervently
showed my eagerness to assist you in the best way I
could,

If you thought that I’d unassailably love you; even
after you indefatigably rebuked me for irrefutably
following the sparkling pathways of eternally
unflinching truth,

If you thought that I’d bountifully love you; even
after you indiscriminately plucked out every intricate
vein of my body; to feed your cacophonically favorite
puppy dog,

If you thought that I’d timelessly love you; even
after you barbarously barked the most perniciously
heinous abuse in my ears; for obeisantly lying at your
feet all day like an innocuous prince,

If you thought that I’d unrelentingly love you; even
after you cadaverously wished me all the bad luck that
truculently lingered on this Universe; although I
worshipped you like the ultimate angel of my dreams,

If you thought that I’d sensuously love you; even
after you parasitically sucked the most infinitesimal
droplet of my blood; like a venomously flagrant
parasite,

If you thought that I’d miraculously love you; even
after you treacherously whipped my savagely exonerated
chest with lethally coldblooded snakes; just because I
had compassionately lit the candles of your morosely
blackened room,

If you thought that I’d impregnably love you; even
after you preposterously laid a mortuary of hedonistic
thorns on every path that I tread; and then
tantalizingly titillated the raunchy model of your
lascivious dreams,

If you thought that I’d handsomely love you; even
after you paid a satanically deaf ear to the most
poignantly uncontrollable of my cries; deliberately
unfurled a pack of diabolical wolves; right towards
the impeccable whites of my eyes,

If you thought that I’d majestically love you; even
after you indefatigably tortured me in devilish
coffins of hell; just because I ardently polished the
tip of your sanctimonious shoe; a trifle too much,

If you thought that I’d unflinchingly love you; even
after you invidiously gave me pig’s feces to eat; for
robustly scintillating breakfast as well as to wade
through the chapter of the drearily morbid night,

If you thought that I’d unsurpassably love you; even
after you mercilessly cut each of my silken finger;
simply in order to wholesomely liberate the irately
petulant itch in your effusively dancing nerves,

If you thought that I’d insurmountably love you; even
after you ruthlessly pulverized every bone of my
righteous countenance under your uncouthly speeding
Mercedes; just because you ghastily wanted to check
the durability of your obnoxiously bohemian tyre,

If you thought that I’d inimitably love you; even
after you charred every iridescent contour of my
demeanor with sweltering acid; just because I
insatiably endeavored my best to enlighten the frowns
of franticness on your dwindling face,

If you thought that I’d profusely love you; even after
you perfidiously chopped my tongue from my immaculate
throat; sporadically using it to tickle the squalidly
demonic soles of your disparagingly despicable feet,

If you thought that I’d uncontrollably love you; even
after you perilously metamorphosed even the most
infantile of my fantasy into nightmares of horrendous
nothingness; just because I unequivocally squandered
every evil glance that wandered itself; towards your
beautifully sacrosanct grace,

If you thought that I’d perpetually love you; even
after you unsparingly decimated all efforts of my
lifetime like pieces of frigid matchsticks right in
front of my eyes; and then luridly enshrouded them
with your scurrilous spit,

Then I am sorry that you’re in for the most
fathomlessly unthinkable shock of your life; for I
would still love you more immortally than ever before;
I would still love you more than this earth could have
ever loved even the most vivacious form of life,

For when I gave my heart to you; neither did I see
your religion; neither did I see your outlook towards
life; as my love was; is and would for infinite more
births always remain unconditional; would always
remain tirelessly blind….






(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»I will keep trying hard

 

I’ll keep trying hard; incessantly and till the time;
the last iota of crimson blood incarcerated within my
poignant veins; doesn’t dry beyond the aisles of
infinitesimal nothingness,

I’ll keep trying hard; relentlessly and till the time;
the last bone down my tenaciously lanky spine; doesn’t
fatigue beyond the corridors of irrevocable
hopelessness,

I’ll keep trying hard; indefatigably and till time;
the last line of destiny on my brazenly intrepid
palms; doesn’t abrade into the dormitories of
wholesomely bizarre extinction,

I’ll keep trying hard; insatiably and till the time;
the last muscle of my patriotically unassailable
shoulders; doesn’t blend completely with threadbare
mud,

I’ll keep trying hard; unrelentingly and till the
time; the last hair of my overwhelmingly glistening
scalp; doesn’t wither into inconspicuous wisps of
insipid oblivion,

I’ll keep trying hard; intransigently and till the
time; the last tooth of my overwhelmingly formidable
jaws; doesn’t crumble into horrendously barbaric
powder,

I’ll keep trying hard; irrefutably and till the time;
the last strand of my unflinchingly intrepid flesh;
doesn’t vanish into realms of horrific banishment,

I’ll keep trying hard; intransigently and till the
time; the last smile of my charismatically bountiful
lips; doesn’t stutter towards an inexplicably gory
end,

I’ll keep trying hard; tirelessly and till the time;
the last globule of empathy of my resplendently
fearless eyes; doesn’t fully evaporate into ungainly
tornado’s of nothingness,

I’ll keep trying hard; incorrigibly and till the time;
the last blush of my robustly scarlet cheeks; doesn’t
fade with the winds of obsoletely despicable
dilapidation,

I’ll keep trying hard; unfathomably and till the time;
the last fringe of my valiantly intriguing eyelashes;
doesn’t plummet down in infuriated exasperation; to
coalesce with the soggy ponds of slush on muddy
ground,

I’ll keep trying hard; irretrievably and till the
time; the last iota of my piquantly galloping shadow;
doesn’t juxtapose into worthlessly baseless dust; with
the treacherously Ominous descent of sinister
midnight,

I’ll keep trying hard; euphorically and till the time;
the last whisper down my philanthropically
scintillating throat; doesn’t stifle to a timidly
capricious mellow; eventually transposing with
dungeons of disdain,

I’ll keep trying hard; unendingly and till the time;
the last morsel of enthusiasm in my vivaciously
bouncing caricature; doesn’t inevitably snap into
pernicious rivers of painstaking perspiration,

I’ll keep trying hard; irrevocably and till the time;
the last ingredient of profusely aristocratic artistry
in my fingers; doesn’t disappear into disgustingly
insane lunatism,

I’ll keep trying hard; unfettered and till the time;
the last maneuver of my rhetorically swirling neck;
doesn’t embed itself for times immemorial; beneath the
grave of ludicrously mocking desperation,

I’ll keep trying hard; unconquerably and till the
time; the last speck of gloriously sparkling truth in
my conscience; doesn’t assassinate into countless
pieces of derogatorily pulverized ash,

I’ll keep trying hard; unassailably and till the time;
the last millimeter of breath in my emphatically
inhaling lungs; doesn’t drain out at the order of the
Creator; to perpetually abdicate life,

And I’ll keep trying hard; immortally and till the
time; the last beat of my passionately palpitating
heart; doesn’t succumb to the viciously malevolent
whirlpools of betrayal; to the hands of the
barbarically pulverizing devil….





(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Imagination

 

The string of vivid imagination goes deep,
Flooding the path to a loosened character,
When I pluck it; it gives a shrill resounding noise,
Leading to the mystic cavity of an unruly conscience,
Putting me in a dread.

Those particles of audible sun light filter a way,
Through the tiny blackness inside my mind,
Biting and nibbling the inner elastic heart,
Falling freely like pointed black darts,
Aiming sharply at the sensitive organs,
Nothing more than an inconsequential brawl.

The string finally breaks with a painstaking gasp,
I find myself so empty,
With nothing to ponder on,
Except that crimson blazing light,
Dark tunnels of life then emanate a hearty chuckle,
And leave all those who are bald and shivering with non-existent fear.
 
»Immortal Bonding

 

Those fingers of hers might be too infinitesimally
tiny for the world to comprehend; inarticulately
swishing all the time; in free bits of exotic space,
But each compassionate caress of theirs; imparted my
disastrously dithering countenance with such marvelous
rejuvenation; that no other caress on this endless
Universe; could ever fathom to bequeath…..

Those eyes of hers might be too incoherently
flirtatious for the world to comprehend; unknowingly
swirling in boundless directions; at a single time,
But each resplendent twinkle of theirs; bestowed upon
my manipulatively besieged visage with such majestic
exhilaration; that no other twinkle on this gigantic
Universe; could ever perceive to bequeath….

Those lips of hers might be too inconspicuously
mumbling for the world to comprehend; hardly able to
explicitly pronounce their own identity; timelessly
searching for the right word,
But each poignant kiss of theirs; flooded my
murderously bereaved soul with such an unfathomable
ocean of mesmerizing melody; that no other kiss on
this limitless Universe; could ever envisage to
bequeath…..

Those feet of hers might be too ludicrously tiny for
the world to comprehend; perennially tucked under the
profusely silken quilt; sporadically changing their
complexion with the swaying winds,
But each divine impression of theirs; overwhelmed my
malevolently faltering conscience with such
irrefutable righteousness; that no other impression on
this fathomless Universe; could ever imagine to
bequeath….

Those voices of hers might be too innocuously abstruse
for the world to comprehend; sounding to some as
pathetically rambunctious balderdash,
But each magical incantation of theirs; soothed my
tyrannically dictatorial nerves so much blissful
royalty; that no other incantation on this
unsurpassable Universe; could ever conceive to
bequeath…..

Those ears of hers might be too frigidly soft for the
world to comprehend; capriciously flapping to even the
most diminutive draught of breeze,
But each inscrutable reverberation of theirs; drifted
my abhorrently plagued existence so heavenly towards
the aisles of exuberant rhapsody; that no other
reverberation on this unprecedented Universe; could
ever visualize to bequeath…..

Those cheeks of hers might seem too insignificantly
insipid for the world to comprehend; resembling the
purest shades of white from the; ebulliently midnight
moon,
But each vivacious blush of theirs; maneuvered my
ungainly tottering footsteps so celestially to blazing
victory; that no other blush on this mammoth Universe;
could ever fantasize to bequeath….

Those freshly budding crusts of her teeth might seem
too nimbly unwarranted for the world to comprehend;
occasionally getting stuck with the robust pinks of
her tiny tongue,
But each ardent chattering of theirs; impregnated my
impoverished visage with a tenacity so invincibly
resolute; that no other chattering on this gargantuan
Universe; could ever dream to bequeath…..

Those nostrils of hers might seem too lividly
inconsequential for the world to comprehend; at times
making her minuscule bundle in the cradle invisible;
to even the most stringently brilliant of light
outside,
But each aristocratic breath of theirs; enshrouded my
lugubriously dwindling persona with such astounding
exuberance; that no other breath on this scintillating
Universe; could ever visualize to bequeath….

And those heartbeats of hers might seem too
capriciously evanescent to the world outside; at times
making it difficult for strangers to discern as to
whether she was lifeless or vibrantly alive,
But each immortal bonding of theirs; made each element
of my traumatically beleaguered life blossom with so
much unconquerable love; that no other bonding on this
tireless Universe; could ever cogitate to bequeath…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Imagination

 

The string of vivid imagination goes deep,
Flooding the path to a loosened character,
When I pluck it; it gives a shrill resounding noise,
Leading to the mystic cavity of an unruly conscience,
Putting me in a dread.

Those particles of audible sun light filter a way,
Through the tiny blackness inside my mind,
Biting and nibbling the inner elastic heart,
Falling freely like pointed black darts,
Aiming sharply at the sensitive organs,
Nothing more than an inconsequential brawl.

The string finally breaks with a painstaking gasp,
I find myself so empty,
With nothing to ponder on,
Except that crimson blazing light,
Dark tunnels of life then emanate a hearty chuckle,
And leave all those who are bald and shivering with non-existent fear.
 
»Immortal Electricity

 

When their wandering eyes met; indefatigably stared at
each other even under the most flamboyantly blazing
rays of the midday Sun,
The electricity generated was flirtatiously profound;
enveloping the atmosphere with the astronomical
magnetism of symbiotic existence….

When their blushing cheeks met; unrelentingly stroked
each other even as the most thunderous of maelstroms
truculently crept from all sides,
The electricity generated was astoundingly poignant;
igniting an unsurpassable inferno of spell binding
desire; in the heart of disastrously frozen death….

When their nubile fingers met; invincibly bonded with
each other; even as the most diabolically Herculean
impediment tried to pulverize them; into infinitesimal
chunks of raw mincemeat,
The electricity generated was stupendously
unflinching; charismatically enlightening every
agonizingly bereaved section of the society; with the
light of Omniscient companionship…..

When their sensuous lips met; frenziedly discovered
each other; even as the whiplashes of the barbarically
conventional society tried to insidiously thwart them
into the aisles of nothingness,
The electricity generated was voluptuously
mesmerizing; triggering sparks of unprecedented
excitement; in all witheringly ailing and the
monotonously young; handsomely alike…..

When their innocuous shadows met; unassailably
coalescing with each other; even as unfathomable
whirlwinds of abhorrent malice tried to invidiously
infiltrate into their holistic stride,
The electricity generated was unbelievably harmonious;
aristocratically blending all religion; caste; creed
and spurious color alike; into the religion of
unbreakable mankind…..

When their trembling chests met; bountifully romancing
in eternal glory; even as the coffins of ghoulishly
crippling loneliness brutally stabbed them into
relinquishing their last iota of breath,
The electricity generated was majestically ravishing;
beautifully commemorating every trace of despicable
disease in vicinity around; with the spirit of
timelessly unending brotherhood…..

When their enchanting toes met; amiably intermingling
in the silken sands; even as the most abominably
lecherous parasites tried to relentlessly suck their
pristinely youthful blood,
The electricity generated was insurmountably
tantalizing; inevitably fomenting every trace of
dilapidated absolution to erupt into a thunderball of
unlimited ecstasy….

When their fecund breaths met; regally blending with
each other’s divinely fragrance; even as the
tyrannical stench of horrendously dictatorial
superpowers tried to tumultuously overwhelm; every
iota of their benign goodness,
The electricity generated was impregnably patriotic;
insatiably urging every venomously corrupt organism;
to forever kiss the gregariously redolent rudiments of
his existence….

And when their passionate hearts met; rhythmically
pulsating as a united beat for centuries immemorial;
even as hell rained from the fathomless carpets of sky
and the earth slapped all traces of holistic
existence,
The electricity generated was immortally Omnipotent;
celestially metamorphosing all gory bloodshed; pain
and malevolent war; into a township of undefeated
love; forever and ever and ever….





(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Immortal Love

 

WHEN I SIGHTED it standing over the celestial body of sun; it appeared profoundly dazzling shimmering in the vibrant rays,

When I sighted it from the iridescent land of moon; it glistened enchantingly propagating ramifications of congeniality,

When I sighted it from pinnacle of the lanky mountain; it appeared blissfully panoramic; thoroughly enlightening the pallid atmosphere,

When I sighted it from the fetid gutter philandering through the obnoxious sewage; it looked all the more enticing; incarcerating me with waves of jubilation,

When I sighted it sitting solitarily on the temple steps; it appeared as sacrosanct as omnipotent god,

When I sighted it riveted to my seat belt in the inexorably speeding car; it looked prominently distinct amidst hazy outlines of the obscure countryside,

When I sighted it through the candle flame; it looked as innocuous as an untainted angel,

When I sighted it from between rustling branches of the jungle tree; it appeared as pellucid as the scintillating mirror in the ambience of torrential thunderstorm,

When I sighted it riding on bare horseback; it looked magnanimous in the backdropp of paddy fields,

When I sighted it from the charcoal laden speeding train; it appeared as immaculate as the silver oyster in the clouds of venomous black smoke,


When I sighted it from swanky interiors of the blaring discotheque; it looked as sagacious as the newborn child,

When I sighted it while snoozing under the sequestered blankets; it appeared as vivid as the resplendent rainbow,

When I sighted it standing on the corrupt politician’s dais; it looked as loyal as the beheaded martyr,

When I sighted it while traversing on sweat soaked grass; it appeared as astounding as globules of water pelting from the sky,

When I sighted it from within the brutal murderer’s den; it looked as impeccable as frosty cow milk,

When I sighted it from a thousand feet beneath the cloistered earth; it appeared as vivacious as the flames of crackling fire,

When I sighted it from within the irrevocably forlorn dead coffin; it looked robust and exuberantly gyrating with life,

When I sighted it from within the interiors of a sunken ship; it appeared as glorious as the monumental whale,

When I sighted it while ambling on the island of pernicious hell; it looked like a fairy having just taken bath in mountain water,

It had presented itself as stupendously flawless; no matter where I attempted sighting it from; the creator in the cosmos called it love; while we had gone one step further christening it as immortal love…



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Immortal Lovers

 

As long as we smile; I promise you that we will both
smile together; profoundly admiring the glory of the
stupendously brilliant Sun,

As long as we play; I promise you that we will both
play together; poking each other innocuously in the
tender ribs,

As long as we eat; I promise you that we will both eat
meals together; masticating a basket replete with
succulent cherries with gay abandon and unprecedented
relish,

As long as we rest; I promise you that we will both
rest together; entwining our arms invincibly and stare
unrelentingly at the pearly island of Moon,

As long as we run; I promise you that we will both run
together; exuberantly galloping through the verdant
countryside; voraciously exploring and discovering the
unfathomably colossal Natural life,

As long as we punch; I promise you that we will both
punch together; caressing silken draughts of air with
tons of vibrant energy; exhilarating in the aisles of
uncanny excitement,

As long as we write; I promise you that we will both
write together; flooding page after page with the
essence of whatever we had sagaciously imbibed and
gathered on the trajectory of this planet,

As long as we sing; I promise you that we will both
sing together; permeating the gloomy ambience; with
the enthrallingly buoyant cadence in our voice,
As long as we dance; I promise you that we will both
dance together; violently gyrating our bodies in
ecstatic jubilation to the hidden tunes that lingered
in the air,

As long as we study; I promise you that we will both
study together; memorize cumbersome stanzas; solve
mind boggling enigmas of routine life; with our minds
focused single focusedly to achieve our sole mission,

As long as we cry; I promise you that we will both cry
together; mutually sharing the unsurpassable agony
that uncouthly besieged our souls,

As long as we scream; I promise you that we will both
scream together; inundating the perennially still
ambience with the stringent roar that fulminated in
our throats,

As long as we teach; I promise you that we will both
teach together; unequivocally propagating the religion
of humanity in whomsoever we encountered in the tenure
of our lives,

As long as we yawn; I promise you that we will both
yawn together; lazily languish in the realms of
surreal fantasy till the first rays of ethereal dawn
furtively crept up from the sky,

As long as we lick; I promise you that we will both
lick together; greedily slurping sparkling streams of
water from the boundlessly deep well,

As long as we climb; I promise you that we will both
climb together; assiduously clamber up the treacherous
slopes with our bodies leaning stunningly close to
each other; and the resplendent festoon of stars
maneuvering us towards the incomprehensibly towering
summits,

As long as we dream; I promise you that we will both
dream together; fantasize the most bizarre possible of
things ever perceived on this planet; philander every
second into a garden overwhelmed with poignantly
scented roses,

As long as we joke; I promise you that we will both
joke together; erupting into a volley of tangy
laughter which voluptuously struck the air,

As long as we breathe; I promise you that we will both
breathe together; inhale blissful wind; incessantly
deluging our lungs with all the fresh breath that we
could salvage from the atmosphere,

And as long as we take birth on this soil; I promise
you that we will both take birth together; continue to
exist as immortal lovers not only in this birth; but
for many more births together…







(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Immortal Soldiers 1

 

We aren’t afraid of the treacherous mountains; infact keep them in our back side pockets,

We aren’t afraid of the freezing winds; infact
sheltered them in a solitary whisker of our profusely poignant moustache,

We aren’t afraid of the lethal bullets flying
horrendously around; infact we face them with our chests escalating unflinchingly and handsome towards the azure sky,

We aren’t afraid of the acrimoniously sweltering sands; infact caress them like a prince marching uninhibitedly towards the corridors of victory,

We aren’t afraid of overwhelming thirst; infact posses the capacity to remain without a droplet of water; it the situation so demands,

We aren’t afraid of mighty avalanches of snow; infact treated them like insipid broomsticks sticking innocuously to our valiant eyelashes,

We aren’t afraid of indiscriminate abuse; infact let them pass like pieces of disdainful shit; from one ear of ours to the other,

We aren’t afraid of the most ominous of crocodile; infact carried his live skin intrepidly; with a profound sense of equanimity on our shoulders,

We aren’t afraid of tumultuously vindictive storm; infact inhaled its merciless winds with astronomical ease through our fearless nostrils,

We aren’t afraid of perpetual blackness; infact stared at it in its uncouth eye; till it wholesomely disappeared into infinitesimal wisps of non-existent sky,

We aren’t afraid of truckloads of blood; infact shed it with insurmountably supreme pride; to defend the soil on which we tread since our first cry,

We aren’t afraid of the battalion of satanic swords gushing towards our head; infact held them like peanuts in our palms; inscribing our names with their tips on our belligerently barren chests,

We aren’t afraid of excruciating pain; infact smiled indefatigably whilst in the heart of it; and till the time our mission was blissfully accomplished,

We aren’t afraid of inexplicable spirits loitering in the atmosphere; infact coined our own destinies; with sweat of sweet perseverance; flowing gloriously from
our audaciously muscled shoulders,

We aren’t afraid of lecherous politics; infact blow the manipulative leaders involved; with minuscule draughts of our drearily languid breath,

We aren’t afraid of the most horrifically traumatic aftermaths; infact accept them with an invincible glow radiating resiliently from our eyes,

We aren’t afraid of sacrificing our lives at the slightest intimation; infact ardently waited for our chance to relinquish breath; and blend our impeccable souls with the Almighty Creator,

We aren’t afraid of losing our loved ones; infact had bid them adieu forever; when we plunged wholeheartedly on our path towards irrefutable righteousness,

Just one minute; before you start thinking that we were God’s; let me clarify that we were not; but we definitely take unfathomable pleasure in proclaiming ourselves to be the immortal soldiers of our
MOTHERLAND…







© nikhilparekh
 
»Immortal Soldiers -2

 

Whether it be the tumultuous tornado mercilessly
slashing our throats; or whether the rain came down so
treacherously from the sky; that we couldn’t even see
an infinitesimal step further,

Whether an unfathomable battalion of savage panthers
tried to tear us apart in our way; or whether the
ground felt salaciously slipping under our hopelessly
galloping feet,

Whether ominous daggerheads of uncertainty plagued us
as we advanced forward; or whether the sky seemed to
be miserably blending forever with inconspicuous
earth,

Whether an unsurpassable dungeon of diabolical
scorpions parasitically blood from our patriotic
veins; or whether the freezing mountains seemed so
unassailable; that tears refrained to stop down our
cheeks,

We will indefatigably continue to march forward for
our country as its immortal soldiers; will intractably
cease to rest until the last iota of our sacrosanct
motherland; is blissfully relieved from the clutches
of the tyrannical devil…….

1…..


Whether a gorge of acrid thorns viciously hit us in
the soft spots of our eyes; or whether there wasn’t
even the tiniest droplet of water available to placate
the murderously traumatized agony; in our throats,

Whether the Sun shone so swelteringly that each speck
of energy sagged inevitably from our dreary bones; or
whether the ghastly blackness of the night;
disdainfully maimed us in every step that we alighted,

Whether the profound memories of our children made the
blood chillingly freeze in our veins; or whether an
avalanche of bombs from the other side; disintegrated
our caricature into an infinite pieces of worthless
sawdust,

Whether diabolical earthquakes tried to heinously
devour us in our stride; or whether the entrenchment
of devilish hell was all that was ostensibly visible
on every lane we chose,

We will unflinchingly continue to march forward for
our country as its immortal soldiers; will irrefutably
deny breath to relinquish our nostrils; until every
space of our divinely motherland; is perennially
bereft of the sweat of invidious traitors……


2…..

Whether corpses of remorsefully devastating despair
were the only things to greet us as we entered into
the color of dawn; or whether perniciously heinous
swords indiscriminately chopped of our chest; nose and
feet,


Whether maelstroms of horrendously torturous captivity
loomed large on every step that we trespassed; or
whether the cries of disparaging extinction augmented
in intensity as each instant unfurled into an entire
minute,


Whether whirlpools of unbearable pain stabbed us
beyond realms of holistic reprieve; or whether the
weight of our own deteriorated visage’s became so
onerous; that it yearned to sink to beneath soil for
an eternal rest,


Whether the insatiably Herculean tenacity of the
opposing force made us tremble in sheer disbelief; or
whether the lap of our divinely mother incessantly
called us back to be invincibly cuddled,

We will unconquerably continue to march forward for
our country as its immortal soldiers; will throw all
sleep and rest away from our blazingly bloodshot eyes;
until even the last fragment of our heavenly
motherland; jubilantly rejoices in the essence of
glorious victory……

3….

Whether all uncouth lechery on this planet was let
loose upon our innocent bodies; or whether vengefully
sinister sharks ardently waited ahead to pulverize us
into abominable mincemeat,

Whether even the most mesmerizing of thoughts in our
minds froze to just the singleton corpse of
hopelessness; or whether lethally hideous venom was
impregnated into our skins after removing all blood
inside,

Whether brutally amputated parts of our bodies
pathetically decayed in the aisles of asphyxiating
boredom; or whether the anxious voices of our wives
back home sapped every trace of energy from our
resolute souls,

Whether powerhouses of lecherous greed gave us the
status of martyrs after we altruistically shed our
lives; or whether our vision became an insipidly
obfuscated blur as the enemy camp tyrannically gouged
us; for the remainder of our lives,

We will perpetually continue to march forward for our
country as its immortal soldiers; will never let our
lives see even the most remote beam of light; until
the breath from every quarter of our revered
motherland; spawned from only the sons of its very own
choice….


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