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»If being a Man is all about…

 

If being a man; is all about ostentatiously malicious chauvinism; indifferently blowing countless bellows of cigar smoke; into the eyes of those innocent and haplessly deprived,

If being a man; is all about ruthlessly driving the most swankiest of Mercedes over those poor children fast asleep on the shivering streets; in celebration of the senses wholesomely inebriated with the richest of wine,

If being a man; is all about sadistically rolling in gigantically fetid mountains of currency note; whilst innumerable other fellow living beings lay gruesomely starving; without the tiniest morsel of food in their stomachs,

If being a man; is all about spuriously machismo whisky replacing every ingredient of blood in the body; and then deliriously abusing the pricelessly compassionate mother soil,

If being a man; is all about indefatigably engaging in abhorrent war; inundating fathomless granaries of the inimitable Universe; with irrevocably diseased nuclear bomb,

If being a man; is all about asserting vindictive superiority upon every other conceivable organism; letting the exposed bulging muscle barbarously trample over every ounce of sensitivity,

If being a man; is all about egregiously ill-treating your very own children; heartlessly embarking upon the most senseless corporate tours of your life; leaving them inconsolably crying,

If being a man; is all about philandering with a zillion women at a time; dexterously dodging one’s very own earnest wife; in worthlessly tireless search of spurious vixen and salacious wine,
If being a man; is all about fecklessly ridiculing every diminutively shriveled personality on the roads; spitting on them whatever foul was left in the compartments of the mouth; of the ghoulish day,

If being a man; is all about considering every piece of wondrously ameliorating artistry as frigidly babyish; roaring like a baselessly insensitive rhino; on a diabolical high with scotch on the rocks,

If being a man; is all about cold-bloodedly worshipping the parasitic devil; believing in the sole concept of demonstrating brute power to snatch happiness from every cranny of the fathomless planet,

If being a man; is all about deplorably disregarding the most ultimate divinely love of the mother; for a few sleazily decrepit opportunities of quick money and fame,

If being a man; is all about betraying even the most immortally throbbing hearts for you; shattering them into an infinite pieces of nothingness; with the stone of your insanely satanic commercialism,

If being a man; is all about uttering the most unbearably sinful of abuse; infront of the most Omnipotent scepter of Godhead; just to demonstrate the nonchalant carefreeness of the slavering tongue,

If being a man; is all about committing the most venomously horrendous of crime in the name of religion; rendering countless innocuous children disastrously orphaned; staring meaninglessly at the sadistically slit throats of their parents and kin,

If being a man; is all about ruthlessly kicking every impeccably fructifying bit of vegetation left; right and center; just in order to release that extra iota of lazy energy trapped in the petulant bone,

If being a man; is all about lividly wastrel high society parties; in which billions were ghastily traded in the name of prostitution; child molestation; drugs and innumerable more offences of the kind,

If being a man; is all about portraying devilishly unsparing superiority; forever widowing your wife right on your wedding night; as you surrendered your mind; body and soul to someone else’s arms; whilst she hysterically cried,

Then Thank God. And I really thank the Omnisciently triumphant God. That by his grace I was born as depicting the ultimate apogee of sensitivity and sensuality; O! Yes I was born a baby girl who would inevitably turn into a proud Woman!

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»If ever this head had to bow down

 

Not even an infinitesimal trifle infront of the greatest of Mountains; the most indomitably towering and unconquerably intrepid of their Herculean epitomes,

Not even a diminutive trifle infront of the greatest of Philosophers; the most sacredly learned and pricelessly inimitable of their sermons on the chapters of symbiotic existence,

Not even a mercurial trifle infront of the greatest of Forests; the most majestically untamed and insuperably parading of their indomitable lions,

Not even an evanescent trifle infront of the greatest of Warriors; the most scintillatingly patronizing and fearlessly infallible of their impregnable swords,

Not even an ethereal trifle infront of the greatest of Oceans; the most fabulously triumphant and unflinchingly undulating of their glorious waves,

Not even an oblivious trifle infront of the greatest of Roses; the most sensuously inebriating and marvelously unbridled of their pristine scent,

Not even an abstemious trifle infront of the greatest of Seductresses; the most evocatively tantalizing and supremely glistening of their beautifully embellished bellies,

Not even a vespered trifle infront of the greatest of Magicians; the most fantastically resplendent and wonderfully emollient of their intriguing tricks,

Not even an infidel trifle infront of the greatest of Artists; the most poignantly heartfelt and gloriously uninhibited of their boundless creations,

Not even an inconspicuous trifle infront of the greatest of Moon; the most resplendently effervescent and exhilaratingly enlightening of its supernatural shine,

Not even a parsimonious trifle infront of the greatest of Curreny Coin; the most supremely accentuated and royally comforting of its indispensably brilliant glitter,

Not even an oblivious trifle infront of the greatest of Institution; the most splendidly fabulous and unsurpassably eclectic of its innovative teaching patterns,

Not even an obsolete trifle infront of the greatest of Politicians; the most manipulatively uncanny and unsparingly pulverizing of their brutal ways,

Not even a disappearing trifle infront of the greatest of Castles; the most gorgeously adorned and indefatigably unassailable of their ardently inimitable thrones,

Not even a vacillating trifle infront of the greatest of Destiny Lines; the most irrefutably unfurling and inevitably emollient of their enigmatic pathways,

Not even a feckless trifle infront of the greatest of Nightingales; the most unbelievably serendipitous and holistically purifying of astounding melodies,

Not even a fugitive trifle infront of the greatest of Hearts; the most Immortally unshakable and passionately mellifluous of their perpetual beats,

Not even an extinguishing trifle infront of the greatest of Lives; the most synergistically truthful and limitlessly altruistic of their vivid ideologies,

Not even an unmentionable trifle infront of the greatest of Tornadoes; the most unrelentingly unstoppable and timelessly unimpeachable of their virgin winds,

But if ever this head had to bow down infront of anyone of this spell bindingly fathomless Universe; then it would be and forever be none other than; the invincibly sacred feet of my Mother who bore me in her divinely womb for 9 painstaking months and the grace of the perpetually Omnipotent Almighty Lord; who bestowed upon me breath to live and wholesomely created me….

©®copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»If ever I had the privilege

 

If ever I had the privilege of being a sandstone castle; with palatial
walls
overlooking the flowing river,
I would make sure that all urchins residing on the street; would get
adequate
shelter from uncouth winter and inclement rain.

If ever I had the privilege of being a star in the sky; with black
wisps of
clouds ominously hovering around,
I would make sure that I shone tenaciously all night; illuminating the
lives
of the impoverished with gargantuan rays of hope.

If ever I had the privilege of being a mammoth elephant; with majestic
white
tusks protruding prominently from my trunk,
I would make sure that I transported all monkeys to escalating
treetops; fight
vehemently against savage hunters to protect the jungle.

If ever I had the privilege of being the fathomless ocean; with
swirling waves
colliding vociferously against the rocks,
I would make sure that all the aquatic life impregnated remained
intact; the
waters were completely bereft of the slightest of adulteration.

If ever I had the privilege of being an inflated balloon; with a
plethora of
gaudy strings dangling merrily from my belly,
I would make sure that I tossed and bounced boisterously amidst
crippled
infants; lighting their faces with an everlasting smile.

If ever I had the privilege of being an incoherent lump of rock salt;
with a
piquant odor emanating from my persona,
I would make sure that I inundate all those dishes of bland food; with
sumptuous amounts of taste.

If ever I had the privilege of being a long beaked bird; with clawed
feet
protruding from my slender skinned legs,
I would make sure that I chirped melodiously to placate starved
eardrums;
guard my eggs against nefarious evil all throughout the chilly night.

If ever I had the privilege of being a conglomerate of clouds in the
sky;
possessing a tinge of hideous black,
I would make sure that I rained when it mattered the most; ensuring
that all
animate on earth were saved from the onslaught of drought.

If ever I had the privilege of being a foliated tree; with infinite
branches
extruding from my tapered trunk,
I would make sure that I sprinkled currency and fruits in commensurate
proportions; so that no one in vicinity died of savage starvation.

And if ever by stroke of benevolent fortune I had the privilege of
being a
man; with the virtue to perceive embedded in my soul,
I would make sure that I unrelentingly loved the person of my dreams;
and
instill the same with equanimity in every human traversing on mother
earth.




(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»I had just started

 

Just when my eyes thought that they’d seen every bit of panoramically resplendent beauty; on the trajectory of this fathomlessly blessing Universe,
Came her astoundingly pristine face right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and see; of her timelessly endowing enchantment….

Just when my lips thought that they’d smooched every bit of sensuously ameliorating loveliness; on the trajectory of this beautifully iridescent Universe,
Came her effulgently rhapsodic tongue right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and smooch; of her endlessly euphoric fantasy…

Just when my ears thought that they’d heard every bit of victoriously artistic melody; on the trajectory of this unbelievably undefeated Universe,
Came her majestically tinkling footsteps right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and hear; of her indefatigably mystic enthrallment…

Just when my fingers thought that they’d explored every bit of magically jubilant softness; on the trajectory of this miraculously unbiased Universe,
Came her fantastically unbridled skin right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and explore; of her poignantly proliferating virility…

Just when my neck thought that it’d witnessed every bit of gorgeously mitigating space; on the trajectory of this bounteously spawning Universe,
Came her infallibly magnetic shadow right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and witness; of her unendingly royal compassion…

Just when my brain thought that it’d absorbed every bit of ubiquitously divine freshness; on the trajectory of this unsurpassably emollient Universe,
Came her mischievously dancing eyelashes right infront me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and absorb; of her delectable ingenious aura….

Just when my blood thought that it’d melanged with every bit of altruistically fructifying symbiotism; on the trajectory of this benevolently condoning Universe,
Came her pricelessly Omnipotent aura right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and mélange; of her divinely impeccable form…

Just when my mouth thought that it’d spoken every bit of celestial goodness and inevitable badness; on the trajectory of this synergistically consecrating Universe,
Came her voluptuously rain-soaked chest right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and speak; of her fearlessly new-born freshness….






Just when my panic button thought that it’d perceived every bit of unceasingly igniting excitement; on the trajectory of this formidably resplendent Universe,
Came her uncontrollably exotic dreams infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and perceive; of her enigmatically reverberating charisma…

Just when my hair thought that they’d assimilated every bit of amazingly burgeoning vivacity; on the trajectory of this unrestrictedly bestowing Universe,
Came her seductively dew dropp studded chin right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and assimilate; of her unconquerably untamed sensuality…

Just when my palms thought they’d lived every bit of inscrutably tingling uncanniness; on the trajectory of this insuperably blossoming Universe,
Came her fragrantly liberating destiny right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and live; of her intrepidly tantalizing personality….

Just when my toes thought that they’d walked every bit of conceivably blessed space; on the trajectory of this spectacularly eclectic Universe,
Came her invincibly inexhaustible signature; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and walk; of her ideals of unflinchingly truthful selflessness…

Just when my nails thought that they’d scratched every bit of stupendously exhilarating restlessness; on the trajectory of this eternally magnificent Universe,
Came her heavenly golden sweated armpits right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and scratch; of her ebulliently unbridled femininity…

Just when my bones thought that they’d imbibed every bit of aristocratically audacious fortification; on the trajectory of this boundlessly sparkling Universe,
Came her Omnisciently mitigating voice right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and imbibe; of her undaunted ideals of worldwide love and peace….

Just when my shoulders thought that they’d rejoiced every bit of spell bindingly egalitarian brotherhood; on the trajectory of this magically Omnipresent Universe,
Came her innocuously impregnable soul right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and rejoice; of her timelessly bestowing humanitarian goodness…

Just when my conscience thought that it’d replenished every bit of irrefutably indomitable truth; on the trajectory of this unfathomably silken Universe,
Came her indisputably transparent eyeballs right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and replenish; of her unshakably everlasting paths of unassailable righteousness….

Just when my nostrils thought that they’d inhaled every bit of jubilantly undefeated air; on the trajectory of this interminably burgeoning Universe,
Came her ever-pervading virgin fragrance right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and inhale; of her perennially youthful existence…







And just when my heart thought that it’d loved every bit of compassionately sacred immortality; on the trajectory of this convivially healing Universe,
Came her perpetually passionate beats right infront of me; telling me that I’d just started; and there was an infinite more to discover and love; of her joyously procreating mind; soul and fearless form….

©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»If I had closed my breath yesterday

 

If I had cut my fingers yesterday; then how could I
hold the scintillating cluster of diamonds strewn
abundantly in the fields for me today?

If I had mercilessly chopped off my tongue yesterday;
then how could I call the names of the ones I
cherished the most; the ones who were actually present
before my eyes today?

If I had given my legs to the preposterously huge
shark to swallow yesterday; then how could I reach the
summit of the gigantic mountain; which was just inches
away from my body today?

If I had gruesomely blinded my eyes yesterday; then
how could I admire and profoundly relish the
mesmerizing sights that unveiled in front of my eyes
today?

If I had uncouthly extricated my mass of dainty
intestines yesterday; then how could I enjoy the
appetizing delicacies laid sumptuously on my palate
today?

If I had ruthlessly smashed my neck yesterday; then
how could I hoist it towards the Moon; which was
shimmering in perennial bliss today?

If I had
horrendously punctured both my ears yesterday; then
how could I profusely absorb all the enchanting
sounds; which splendidly inundated the atmosphere
today?

If I had apathetically sewed my lips yesterday; then
how could I sing ingratiating songs for the person I
loved the most today?

If I had brutally pulverized all the bones in my ribs
yesterday; then how could I thunderously gyrate and
swing to the tunes of animated nature today?

If I had drilled gaping holes through my armory of
teeth yesterday; then how could I chew with
unprecedented gusto; the exotic mountain of voluptuous
nuts stashed abundantly on my bedside table today?

If I had satanically sheared my intricately seductive
eyelids yesterday; then how could I enjoy the
stupendously cool coat of dewdrops that hung ardently
in the atmosphere today?

If I had insanely evacuated every droplet of blood
from the veins in my body yesterday; then how could I
donate it to save the life of my mother; who was
struggling for breath; and on the tenterhooks of
extinction today?

If I had invidiously ripped apart even the last bit of
my fingernails yesterday; then how could I scratch at
the heavenly chunks of cheese; insatiably caress the
titillating couch of fur that engulfed me from all
sides today?

If I had injected snake poison in my tender brain
yesterday; then how could I embrace the astronomical
prowess of memory; the spellbinding ocean of
imagination that awaited open handed for me today?

If I had savagely dried the emphatic cloud of moisture
from my jeweled eyeball yesterday; then how could I
ooze a river of exuberant tears for my separated ones;
who had met me after countless number of decades
today?
If I had diabolically peeled each pore of my nimble
skin yesterday; then how could I accept the color of
the entire Universe; uninhibitedly bouncing in my lap
today?

If I had abruptly stopped my heart from beating
yesterday; then how could I worship the person who was
irrefutably in love with me today?

And If I had strangulated my breath yesterday; forcing my being to
relinquish life in utter frustration yesterday; then
how could I bask in the glory of the brilliant Sun;
which kissed my impoverished doorstep passionately
today?

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»I was ardently dying to die…

 

Neither was I in a hurry to reach even the most swankiest corporate office; even as countless were ready to work under the faintest swish of my thumb-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to royally soar to the absolute apogee of Everest; even as the most uninhibitedly sensuous wings of flight; inexhaustibly craved for me to wholesomely mount them—only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to own the entire treasury of currency notes on this planet; even as every organism existing laid everything that they ever had or could conceive; infront of my bohemian footsteps- only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to endlessly keep snoozing on a profusely diamond studded-silken bed; even as each intangible wall of the unconquerable castle kept indefatigably wailing my name-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to effortlessly run on ferociously undulating sea water; even as each untamed wave metamorphosed itself into unmoving earth in due obeisance; as I tread the nimblest of my foot in utter discordance-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to unabashedly fly in the tantalizingly surreal clouds; even as I zipped to an infinite kilometers high in the ecstatic atmosphere; ruthlessly stomping my feet in disarray-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to sight the most infinitesimal of needle in a haystack; even as the strands of hay themselves stood up in unison to unanimously salute me; thereby easing an exuberant way for my vision to lift the invisible pin-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to endlessly keep interlocking palms with the most famous celebrities and leaders of this Universe; even as they swarmed like a hive of an infinite famished bees; around the most imperceptible of my shadow-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to be unendingly garlanded by every on-looker that crept my way; even they incorrigibly refused to budge an inch without fondly caressing me-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to everlastingly embed my signature on every tangible and intangible quarter of this planet; even as everything around me and till a boundless distance fasted itself to death; unless I graced it with my breath-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to make passionately unbreakable love to the most beautiful maidens on this earth; even as they themselves and entirely surrendered to even the most obliterated of my whisper-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to break every record existing in the Universe and beyond; even as each ingredient of my blood was being miraculously blessed with the power to conquer the entire planet-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to rule the entire globe—perpetually taking its reigns by storm in my rustic palms; even as each organism itself and fervently wanted me to take complete control of the quality of its destined existence-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to become the strongest of the strongest man on this enchanting earth; even as every opposite enemy camp meekly surrendered and pulverized itself to inconspicuous dust; in the diminutively formed fist of my palm-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to eat the most ravishingly succulent cuisines of this earth; even as each inimitable fruit and tantalizing curry in the atmosphere fell copiously in my lap—only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to decipher the most baffling mysteries of this inexplicable cosmos; even as the most obsolete cranny of my brain was being adroitly programmed to astounding perfection-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to experience sheer and insatiably euphoric utopia; even as the enamoring mists of undefeated paradise themselves descended upon every inch of my abode-only this once,

Neither was I in a hurry to life to its fullest and most unprecedented capacity; even as the Jin of hope granted me a wish to palpitate in newness till the time I wanted-only this once,

But I was ardently dying to die this very moment itself; not wasting a single more second as the clock of the world ticked; so that my lifeless body could be buried right infront of my Creator’s Omnipotent mosque; right infront of where his Omniscient feet had eternally guided me whilst I was alive….

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»I will always be there with you

 

In devastating despair leading to absolute hell; as
well as a river of perpetual happiness,

In treacherous malice charring you to raw ash; as well
as a cloud burst of bountifully tantalizing rain,

In bizarre winds of acrimonious winter; as well as
golden sunshine melodiously bestowing from the silver
skies,

In gruesomely crippling paralysis; as well as robust
exhilaration triumphantly galloping towards the
corridors of unparalleled success,

I will always be there with you O! Beloved; even if it
meant blending each element of my countenance; with
debilitatingly threadbare soil….



In inexplicable sadness perpetuating doomsday; as well
as a celestial reservoir of unflinchingly Herculean
strength,

In acridly sweltering deserts; as well as oceans of
perennial harmony blossoming into a fountain of
mesmerizing resplendence,

In ghastly blackness enshrouding you from all sides;
as well as flamboyantly brilliant light proving a
messiah at each step you tread,

In moments of lecherously pathetic boredom; as well as
profoundly enchanting newness blooming into a festoon
of united humankind,
I will always be there with you O! Beloved; even if
the devil uncouthly blinded my eyes; thoroughly maimed
me without respite….



In gutters rotting towards horrendous extinction; as
well as a blanket of magically emollient rose strewn
astoundingly in the pristine fields outside,

In tragically crippling instants which lamented the
bereaved; as well as fresh signs of rhapsodically
blessed birth,

In ludicrously stone dumb silence; as well as the
majestically shimmering island of ultimate paradise,

In webs of malicious infidelity breaking your heart;
as well as torrential thunderbolts of incredulously
vivacious desire,

I will always be there with you O! Beloved; even if
cold-blooded avalanches of manipulation; brutally
pulverized me like an ant; well before my destined
time….



In miserably slithering cocoons of defeat; as well as
the summit of the handsome mountains towering well
above the voluptuous clouds,

In rustically nomadic realms of impoverished
illiteracy; as well as the royally embellished throne;
marvelously epitomizing the Oriental castle,

In profusely famished corridors of the vociferously
wailing stomach; as well as fathomless platters of
gold inundated with the most magnificent jewels on
this planet,
In corpses of invidiously flagrant betrayal; as well
as winds of immortally passionate heartbeats and love,

I will always be there by your side O! Beloved; even
if every iota of sky blended with black soil; and
every tomorrow died even before the previous night
could arise…



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

 

I write because I want to live; I write because every ingredient of my
scarlet blood indefatigably wants me too.....

I write to alleviate tumultuously bereaved humanity;
impregnate optimistic beams of hope in the lives of
all those miserably divested,

I write to unrelentingly explore the enchanting beauty
of this gigantic Universe; bountifully assimilate all
exotic goodness of the atmosphere in my wandering
soul,

I write to give the most voluptuously poignant
expression to words; churn majestic artistry out of
even the most; inconspicuously threadbare,

I write to blissfully placate my turbulently
asphyxiated soul; fulminate into astoundingly vibrant
newness; every unfurling instant of the gloriously
sunlit day,

I write to exuberantly trigger the chords of my
imagination to the most unprecedented limits; unleash
a whirlpool of unfathomable discovery in every
alphabet that I chiseled; with my very own blood,

I write to perpetually embrace the winds of seductive
romance; titillate every devastatingly frigid arena of
my visage; with the profusely irrevocable mysticism in
the; vivid atmosphere,

I write to make every haplessly shattered organism on
this fathomless planet; celestially unite in the
uninhibitedly priceless wings of; scintillating
humanity,

I write to ebulliently break the monotony of
manipulative office; keep myself boundless kilometers
away from; diabolically commercial and spuriously
white collared business tycoons,

I write to wholesomely free the innocuously
impeccable; from chains of barbaric slavery; and
insanely tyrannical incarceration,

I write to wholeheartedly divulge the innermost of my
feelings to this unending planet; walk shoulder to
shoulder and with profound equanimity lingering in my
crystalline eyes; abreast my comrades marching towards
irrefutable righteousness,

I write to inculcate Herculean poignancy in my
lackadaisical blood; unequivocally ensure that each
element of my countenance; blazed ahead in the
unparalleled ardor to lead euphoric life,

I write to eternally soar in the clouds of beautifully
bestowing companionship; perennially unite with all
those with a philanthropic conscience; with all those
shedding even the last droplet of their blood for the
sake of their sacrosanct motherland,

I write to handsomely relieve the unsurpassable
dormitories of imagination in my brain; imparting them
a cloudburst of enamoring shapes and panoramic forms,

I write to innocently relive the memories of
immaculate childhood; stupendously cherish all those
revered moments when I indefatigably flirted in the
aisles of mischief; eventually interlocking myself in
the lap of my mother; for times immemorial,

I write to ubiquitously commiserate with all humanity
irrespective of caste; creed or color wonderfully
alike; filter a path of supremely optimistic light;
through every benign stanza of my verse,

I write to heavenly coalesce with my aboriginal
rudiments; embark on a fabulous expedition to
backtrack time; fantastically discovering the very
first puff of breath from which I was born,

I write to majestically feel the breeze of
togetherness; marvelously experience the empathy of
all those with a symbiotically holistic soul; even
though I stood disastrously alone,

I write to incessantly broaden my perspective about
this enthralling earth; enshroud each iota of my
bedraggled demeanor; with the everlasting spirit of
timelessness,

I write to exhale incomprehensible tornados of air
without the slightest of circumspection; so that the
air regally entrapped in my penurious lungs; was
ecumenically there for all to share,

I write to synergistically exist; execute my plethora
of humanely activities; with the most gorgeously
melodious dexterity; jubilantly absorbing even the
gruesomely acrimonious chapters of mystical life,

Most importantly; I write because my heart wants me
to; astoundingly proliferating into a mountain of
tantalizing seduction; even as hell rained down from
sky to forever lick the earth..

©COPYRIGHT-2003, BY NIKHIL PAREKH. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
 
»If anything was ever going to cure you

 

More than the most unbelievably efficacious of medicines; which irrefutably proclaimed to swipe every trifle of disease forever from your deplorably impoverished form,

More than the most impregnably fortified of milk; which irrefutably proclaimed to impart such an ardent tenacity to every of your shriveled bone; which was harder than the hardest of rock,

More than the most brilliantly scintillating of mirrors; which irrefutably proclaimed to candidly portray even the most hopelessly obfuscated shades of your lugubriously disheveled persona,

More than the most unassailably learned of saints; who irrefutably proclaimed to ameliorate you of even the most ghastliest of pain; by simply caressing a singleton whisker of your hair with their fingertips,

More than the most vividly euphoric of breeze; which irrefutably proclaimed to timelessly rejuvenate even the most tawdrily decrepit of your nerves; pricelessly bestow you with caverns of unprecedented exhilaration,

More than the most indomitably parading of dinosaurs; who irrefutably proclaimed to make you the strongest organism on this fathomlessly emollient Universe; as they hoisted you towards the sky in their arms,

More than the most ravishingly undulating of seas; which irrefutably proclaimed to bless every cranny of your bereaved soul with such tanginess; that you’d never ever feel the perils of treacherous exhaustion,

More than the most jubilantly bewitching of fairies; which irrefutably proclaimed to inexhaustibly liberate you from even the most inconspicuous of your worries; placing you forever in the eternal grass of paradise,

More than most Omnipotently blazing of Sun; which irrefutably proclaimed to vanquish even the most fugitive ounce of depression from your bones; perpetuating you to forever march forward in optimistic rhapsody,

More than the most eternally foliated of trees; which irrefutably proclaimed to limitlessly mollify you with their bountifully symbiotic consanguinity; put you into a state of eternally celestial rest,

More than the most iridescently magnetic of stars; which irrefutably proclaimed to incredulously tantalize you out of your every agony; be perennially there as your sole savior for an infinite more lives,

More than the most stupendously enamoring of rainbows; which irrefutably proclaimed to magically mitigate you of your delirious obsessions; bring out the blessed human in you for times immemorial,

More than the most enviably contemporary of contraptions; which irrefutably proclaimed to incredulously ease every cynically onerous task of your life; at a speed faster than that of fervent light,

More than the most triumphantly virile of seeds; which irrefutably proclaimed to embody in you such an astounding virility; that even the most saddened part of you proliferated into boundless cisterns of effulgent happiness,

More than the most majestically undefeated of kings; who irrefutably proclaimed to replace even the most ethereal insinuations of your poverty; with a heaven of unceasingly invincible gold; silver and richness,

More than the most sensuously inebriating of clouds; which irrefutably proclaimed to tirelessly enshroud every frazzled dormitory of your brain with royal fantasy; making you fly above the land of infinite infinity even as you alighted your first foot to walk,

More than the most infallibly fearless of friends; who irrefutably proclaimed to forever annihilate every trace of angst in your conscience; with the unbeatably peerless bond of their everlasting friendship,

More than the most immortal fulminations of your blood; breath and heart; which irrefutably proclaimed to keep the dwindling spirit in your devastated countenance; alive for a countless million births yet to unveil,

If anything was ever going to cure you of the worst of your mental or physical ailments; then it is solely and only your perpetually augmenting desire to live and let live from the most innermost realms of your soul; irrespective of whatever you were ever confronted with; of course with the blessings and the grace of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord…

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»If I had a thousand lives

 

If I had a thousand bricks stashed beside my persona;
I would utilize them all
to construct an invincible house,
If I had a thousand fishes slithering for life in my
vicinity; I would put
them back into the saline sea,
If I had a thousand burnt needles in my palms; I would
embellish them with ice
candy; incorporating them on the surface of chocolate
cake,
If I had a thousand pens full of fountain ink; I would
inundate the blank
demeanor of paper with a battalion of literature,
If I had a thousand apples embossed with brilliantly
radiant skins; I would
peel of the same at lightning speeds and cupidly
devour the imprisoned juice,
If I had a thousand cars aligned right outside my
driveway; I would traverse
through the steep hills with a cavalcade of soldiers
following me,
If I had a thousand cubes of cheese strewn haphazardly
beside my nose; I would
nibble at a few distributing the rest amongst a
plethora of red ants,
If I had a thousand pieces of flocculent cotton; I
would juxtapose them
together; then sleeping in tranquil calm on the
conglomerate of my innovative
bed,
If I had a thousand hunter dogs; I would engage them
in tracking nefarious
criminals; reprimanding the culprits severely for
their compendium of
misdeeds,
If I had a thousand balls of immaculate marble; I
would bang them on the
ground to produce a deafening noise; roll with sheer
exhilaration on the
same,
If I had a thousand cakes of deplorable cowdung; I
would smear them on the
walls of my house; sparing a few to splash around
mischievously,
If I had a thousand legs; I would sleep; at the same
time walk; clambering up
the treacherous terrain without perspiring in the sun,
If I had thousand eyes; I would clearly sight
disdainful traffic in front as
well as in the rear; alongwith the twinkling stars in
the sky,
If I had a thousand dreams; I would keep sleeping all
sunlit day as well as in
the starry night,
If I had a thousand tongues; I would eloquently speak
the language of each
city in the world with nonchalant ease,
If I had a thousand arms; I would embrace all whom I
revered without feeling
drearily exhausted,
If I had a thousand moons; I wouldn’t need a mirror to
gaze at my reflection;
instead would admire my intricate silhouette in the
celestial body,
If I had a thousand glasses of poignant brandy lying
on the shelf; I would
consume it regularly with unprecedented jubilation;
and would always refrain
from contracting a cold,
If I had a thousand guns; I would use them to
assassinate traces of crime
inhabiting this earth,
If I had a thousand leaves of red betel; I would chew
them incessantly thereby
coating my lips with scarlet color,
If I had a thousand cameras; I would use them all to
snap the picture of the
ones I cherished,
If I had a thousand twigs of wood; I would stack them
meticulously to
incinerate a crackling fire; relishing the gratifying
warmth all throughout
the chilly night,
If I had a thousand biscuits of gold; I would blend
them to form exquisite
pieces of jewelry; purchase the best quality of
Persian silk,
And if by the grace of god I had a thousand lives to
live in; I would
unrelentingly love the girl of my dreams; the very
girl I today passionately
cared for.



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