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»Dream House

 

HEAVY METAL IRON welded to varnished wood,
burglar proof alarm installed to circular bell,
solid teak doors with automatic fasteners,
windows composed of shatter proof glass,
remote controlled maneuvering of gate entrance,
uniformed guards at several check-posts,
car driveway filled with thick gravel coats,
glass facaded greenhouse for manufacture of corn,
majestic pillar supporting ceiling plaster,
nurseries full of blooming flowers,
giant elevations of television screen,
crystal blue waters of swimming pool,
majestic masonry consisting of bare brick,
dark photochromatic rooms, artistic studios,
furniture pieces of polished mahogany wood,
t.v. monitors displaying round the clock guests,
sprawling neem trees with evergreen foliage,
shielding two storied structure from hazardous light,
tall stone walls encapsulating periphery,
luxurious bedrooms overlooking coastal waves,
crashing fiercely on black rock,
hoards of birds chirping in fading light,
impregnable barbed wire spitting electric shock,
galvanized iron gates sliding at entrance,
whispering denial to irate trespassers,
with the first rays of sunlight lighting my face,
is the house I would like to posses,
the house of my dreams….




(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»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.
 
»Drinking my own anger

 

I couldn’t hit the earth in my bouts of anger; as it
was the one which grew the food necessary for my
survival,

I couldn’t hit the wall in my bouts of anger; as it
was the one which sequestered my scalp against
tumultuous storm and rain; it was the one which constituted and
fortified my dwelling,

I couldn't hit the tree in my bouts of anger; as it
was laden with the fruits I nibbled in my times of
relish; imparted me with velvety breeze in the
sweltering night,

I couldn’t hit the mirror in my bouts of anger; as it
magnificently portrayed to me my pellucid and candid
reflection; and doing so I knew would exacerbate the
situation further; would make my own hand bleed,

I couldn’t hit mothers stomach in my bouts of anger;
for it was the singular pouch which had bore me for 9
months unrelentingly; the very sacred sac which was
responsible for my existence today,

I couldn’t hit the snake in my bouts of anger; for it
guarded my treasury of wealth unflinchingly all night
and day; and would viciously retort back the instant I
raised my fingers to strike,

I couldn’t hit the Sun in my bouts of anger; for it
was the sole source of light which maneuvered me in
the day; lit up my every morning with an enchanting
smile,
I couldn’t hit the child in my bouts of anger; for it
was all the energy I possessed; was the sweetest
little form of God running gleefully on this earth,

I couldn’t hit the waters in my bouts of anger; for
they were the ones who pacified my thirst several
times a day; blended my life with loads of mesmerizing
cool and shade,

I couldn’t hit the silver plate in my bouts of anger;
for it was the one in which I actually consumed my
food three times in a day; and insulting it could
probably result in not getting food even three times a
year,

I couldn’t hit the car in my bouts of anger; for it
was the one which transported me marathon distances;
saw to it that I my feet rested in luxury; as I
reached the summit at whirlwind speeds,

I couldn’t hit my beloved in my bouts of anger; as she
was the one who transpired me to live every second;
she was the one who took upon herself every affliction
to save me from the tiniest of wound today,

I couldn’t hit my sister in my bouts of anger; as she
was the one whom I played with irrespective of my
augmenting age; with whom I shared all my secrets of
life; sometimes woke her even in the middle of the
night,

I couldn’t hit my pet dog in my bouts of anger; as he
was the one who was the first to welcome me at
ethereal dawn; wag his tail incessantly until the time
I took him in my arms,

I couldn’t hit my eye in my bouts of anger; for it was
the only instrument whom I relied upon to sight this
world; and also it would incorrigibly shut tight; as I
tried and approached it with my fist,
I couldn’t hit the century old boat in my bouts of
anger; as it was the one on which my ancestors sailed;
the one where my rudimentary roots lay profoundly
embedded,

I couldn’t hit the cow in my bouts of anger; as it was
the only animal which gave me sacrosanct milk;
impregnated my bones with Herculean strength to take
on the mantle of this entire world,

I couldn’t hit the idol of God in my bouts of anger;
as it was the one who had evolved me and my kin in the
first place; would
burn me to inconspicuous ash the moment I irritably
hurled my fingers towards his Omnipotent form,

And I couldn’t hit a single thing on this earth; for
whatever I hit was something sacred or something which
was intimately dear; something which I possessed or
something which had possessed me for infinite years,

That’s when I decided to wholesomely DRINK MY OWN
ANGER; whenever I was infuriated and my body
reverberated beyond the point of no control; rather
than unnecessarily victimizing somebody, taking it out
on the innocent world…




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

 

The scorched roots of grass sprawling wildly on the
soil; were greedy to drink monstrous sized dew drops,

The car lying dilapidated and burnt in the garage;
were greedy to drink gallons of golden petrol,

The eye gruesomely dry after the day's work; were
greedy to drink a bottle of tears,

The scientist working ingeniously all round the clock;
was greedy to drink testubes bubbling with brilliant
dyes,

The bees buzzing irascibly around the rose; were
greedy to drink its sweet honey,

The cluster of bedraggled and squalid hair; was to
drink jar's of oil,

The unruly stubble protruding from the arid cheek; was
greedy to drink a tumbler full of after shave cologne,

The pen tremendously weary after embossing a million
lines of literature; was greedy to drink sapphire ink,

The armory of teeth which was decayed and yellow; were
greedy to drink sparkling white toothpaste,

The infinite kilometers of blistering desert land;
were greedy to drink an ocean full of saliva,

The cat philandering furtively on the streets; was
greedy to drink a cupfull of milk,

The mosquitoes feasting on the rotten pile of
vegetables; were greedy to drink pure blood,

The pores of skin chapped and abysmally dry in winter;
were greedy to drink a river of sweat,

The prisoner's ears lying in solitary confinement for
years; were greedy to drink the ecstatic melody in
sound,

The penguins wandering around in dazzling sunlight;
were greedy to drink frozen ice,

The thorny cactus sprouting in abundance from the
jagged terrain; were greedy to drink a vase full of
sweet water,

The lips severely agonized and gloomy; were greedy to
drink a fountain of uninhibited passion,

The walls of the century old grave; were greedy to
drink thick coats of rich paint,

The unfathomably deep crevices in the valley; were
greedy to drink strident echo's,

The twin pair of nostrils in every man; were greedy to
drink a tunnel full of fresh air,

The matchstick lying soggy and frigid in a pond of
water; was greedy to drink hostile flames,

And my heart palpitating at lightening speeds; was
greedy to drink immortal love; drown in it for
eternity; while drinking the same…


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

 

Hordes of cattle lay lifeless on the streets,
lush green crops had withered in meek submission,
succulent fruits on tree branches had died a gruesome
death,
a trio of birds had forgotten to chirp their daily
rhymes,
predecessors of the ophidian had sunk deep
beneath cocoons of soil,
dense foliage of green was now reduced to threadbare
strips of brittle brown,
crystal white streams of the mountain had dried in
their roots,
mighty perennial rivers could now be sighted as fetid
pools of shallow water,
gallons of saline liquid had evaporated from the
oceans,
glistening surface of barren rock boiled in tumultuous
fury of the sun,
tantalizing mirages loomed large at steaming patches
of road,
the ground was strewn with sizzling pancakes resting
on embers of red coal,
rotund island of fuming sun smiled brutally all day,
long wires of cable had started to melt in the heat,
desires for thirst soared to gigantic proportions,
spots of shade were a rare treat to witness in the
nerve-wrecking heat,
dirty brown lizards swished their tongues viciously in
disdain,
levels of mercury reached astronomical heights in the
day,
with little respite in the abhorrent sultry night,
the sky hadnt wept since times immemorial,
there was not a droplet of free water availaible to
quench my thirst,
it seemed as if god had forgotten to bless the earth
with rain,
penalizing millions of human on earth for their
catalogue of misdeeds,
with savage strokes to encounter the brunt of DROUGHT.


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved
 
»Dying for the first time

 

The outlines of vivacious trees seemed to be getting
blurred as the minutes unveiled; with their colossal
demeanor now appearing as sandwiched matchsticks,

The atmosphere seemed to be getting colder by the
instant; although the air surrounding me was at the
astronomical peak of sweltering summer,

The cars transgressing in vicinity seemed to be an
obfuscated whiz; as if blotches of soft cotton sped
forward at thunderous velocities,

The deafening roar of the panther; seemed to be like
an inconspicuous squeak; although the beast kept
incessantly parading round my persona,

The fingers of my palm felt like squelched jelly;
collapsing with a thud on the ground; no matter how
intractably I tried to hold them up,

The color of the flamboyantly pugnacious Sun; seemed
like a pallid white mushroom lying scattered in
oblivion on the ground,

The boundlessly towering mountain ranges in the
surrounding; seemed like a weak stone lying nimbly
beside my palm,

The ingratiatingly appetizing morsels of food and
ravishing water lying before my feet; seemed to be
completely bland; like a wriggling worm engulfed with
slime,

The artists spell binding painting embodied on
scintillating white canvas; seemed like a lame duck
floating without a single droplet of water,

The mammoth barrel of heavenly crimson whisky; seemed
to be like a diminutive mosquito irascibly bothering
me in my ears,

The impeccable white shirt which the farmer was
wearing; seemed to be profusely entrenched with
diabolically ghastly blood,

The timidly placid waves of the ocean; seemed as if
they were satanically caressing the pearly moon,

The infinitesimal bodied ants crawling on the marshy
ground; seemed like ghoulishly colossal monsters;
making a dash towards my neck,

The glittering heap of accolades that I had won all
throughout the tenure of my life; seemed like a
baseless piece of stinking shit,

The toes sewn to my indigenously bohemian feet; felt
as heavy as a sac full of stones; intransigently
protested to move an inch,

The beats of my violently palpitating heart; seemed to
be reducing drastically by the unfurling moment; a
stupendously ghastly pale now enveloped my other
rubicund chin,

The nostalgic memories of my innocuous childhood; the
people whom I most ardently revered all along my life;
now deluged my brain with ethereally fleeting images,

The silken cocoon of clouds hovering in the austerely
empty sky; seemed to be at whisker lengths from my
nose,

Everything around me appeared hazily
obliterated; the
most celestial of things seemed to be disastrously
plagued; the most passionate of my memories seemed to
be mixing with threadbare mud,

And my breath was just on the verge of relinquishing
me forever to blend with the Almighty awaiting my
arrival in Heaven; as I take this dismal opportunity
to pen down some of my horrendous experiences; before
finally dying; before dying for the first time in my
life….




(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Dying in your perpetual lap

 

An honor more indomitable for me; than euphorically catapulting to the
most
handsomely embellished summit of the invincible Himalayas,

An honor more Herculean for me; than resplendently relishing every
ingredient of my blood; with the eternally fructifying fruits of
venerated
mother nature,

An honor more unsurpassable for me; than engendering the entire
gigantic
Universe to nimbly dance; on my harmoniously symbiotic fingertips,

An honor more unlimited for me; than assimilating every conceivable
trace of
affluence; from the panoramically mesmerizing treasuries of this
fathomless
planet,

Was breathing the last breath of my impoverished life in your divinely
arms
O! Eternal Beloved; profoundly reminiscing those ardent moments when we
had
just first met; and then dying in your beautiful lap only to be reborn;
as
yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER…

1.


An honor more unfathomable for me; than rejoicing my life as a
rapaciously
embellished prince; every unfurling minute that I insuperably lived,

An honor more limitless for me; than imbibing every bit of ingenious
proliferation; that bountifully flowered on the trajectory of this
unbelievably eclectic Universe,

An honor more boundless for me; than leading every instant of my
existence
as the wind of aristocratically blazing patriotism and philanthropic
selflessness,

An honor more momentous for me; than being consecrated as a temple of
heavenly righteousness; for my indefatigable pioneering of the religion
of
humanity,

Was breathing the last breath of my truncated life close to your
enchanting
lips O! Enamoring Beloved; poignantly reminiscing our clandestine
flirtation
away from all conventionally tyrannical society; and then dying in your
perennial lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL
LOVER…


2….

An honor more victorious for me; than reigning as an inferno of
unassailably
unflinching authority; over every construable bit of space on this
relentlessly unceasing earth,

An honor more unending for me; than being worshipped as an irrevocably
altruistic martyr; by all echelon of iridescently motley mankind,

An honor more memorable for me; than impregnably illuminating as a
singular
flame of Omnipotently optimistic hope; in every household besieged with
ghoulishly disparaging despair,

An honor more enlightening for me; than relentlessly feasting my eyes
on the
corridors of peerlessly undefeatable and blissfully timeless paradise,

Was breathing the last breath of my destitute life staring into your
ingratiatingly pristine eyes O! Bountiful Beloved; compassionately
reminiscing those moments when our lips met in torrentially ecstatic
frenzy
for the very first time; and then dying in your inimitable lap; only
to be
reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL LOVER…

3..

An honor more tremendous for me; than unrelentingly drenching myself in
the
rain of tirelessly blessing prosperity,

An honor more versatile for me; than being prolifically written about;
serenaded to the most unprecedented limits of cynosure; all across the
hi-tech world,

An honor more towering for me; than being christened as the most
splendidly
sacred; humanitarian saint alive,

An honor more fragrant for me; than coalescing even the most mercurial
cranny of my countenance with the blessedly untainted religion of
unshakable
mankind,

Was breathing the last breath of my unsolicited life nibbling at your
silken
ears O! benign Beloved; effusively reminiscing that instant when we
were
bonded by all religions in threads of connubial matrimony; and then
dying in
your ubiquitous lap; only to be reborn as yours and only yours IMMORTAL
LOVER…



(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved
 
»Each beat of my heart

 

Each part of my disastrously dithering fingers; lived
solely for your magical palms; ardently anticipating
those cherished moments; when you clasped me in your
divinely warmth,

Each pore of my devastatingly impoverished skin; lived
solely for your compassionately pristine sweat;
relentlessly wanting to blend with your scent of
timeless perseverance; for centuries unfathomable,

Each follicle of my ludicrously sagging eyelashes;
lived solely for your marvelously exhilarating
flirtation; relishing fathomless moments of rhapsodic
jubilation; profusely enthused by the majestic leap in
your charismatic stride,

Each tinge on my pathetically imprisoned lips; lived
solely for your bountifully celestial smiles;
indefatigably floating in a magical entrenchment of
your voluptuously eluding senses,

Each cranny of my bizarrely dwindling toes; lived
solely for your gloriously heavenly footprints;
ardently dreaming all day and sensuously starry night;
of kissing the paths your most philanthropically
tread,

Each tear of my gruesomely blinded eyes; lived solely
for your blissfully poignant and benevolent soul;
eternally wanting to sight your reflection in the
tenure of my destined life; and even till countless
births after my veritable death,

Each reverberation of my dolorously dangling ears;
solely lived for your unsurpassable ocean of
resplendently twinkling sounds; piquantly deluging
every aspect of my manipulatively tyrannical
existence; with unprecedented vibrancy and emphatic
cheer,

Each ingredient of my viciously asphyxiated blood;
solely lived for your irrefutably triumphant tenacity
to unflinchingly face even the most acrimonious of
obstacle in life; your spell binding spirit to
unitedly survive embracing the religion of priceless
mankind,

Each shade of my despicably withering cheek; solely
lived for your innocuously Godly kiss; which transited
me into a paradise infinite kilometers higher than the
seductive clouds; triggering fireballs of untamed
ebullience; all throughout my feeble persona,

Each chord of my ghastily cacophonic throat; solely
lived for your immaculately gorgeous yawns;
nostalgically catapulting me back into realms of
impeccable childhood; when I bounced uninhibitedly and
without the slightest of apprehension; in the
sacrosanct lap of my mother,

Each element of my nervously fluttering shadow; solely
lived for your marvelously imposing and tantalizing
countenance; the irrevocably unending spell of
ecstatic enchantment that you ravishingly diffused;
every time you alighted your nimble foot,

Each curvature of my deplorably pulverized spine;
solely lived for your irrefutably Omnipotent touch;
wholesomely mitigating me of all my inexplicable
sorrow; rendering me speechless in a world of
everlasting newness and unbelievably swirling
happiness,

Each wrinkle on my treacherously crinkled skin; solely
lived for your stupendously blossoming and piquantly
iridescent freshness; as you unfurled into an infinite
colors of vivacious life; on every path that your
enchantingly tread,

Each iota of my murderously depleted and dilapidated
muscle; solely lived for your tireless tenacity to
surge forward in titillating life; rhetorically
maneuvering me from a dungeon of delinquently stagnant
darkness into a civilization of eternally gratifying
light,

Each bone of my lecherously extinguishing body; solely
lived for your unbelievably humanitarian cadence; your
undaunted struggle to alleviate crippling suffering;
incessantly pioneer to uplift all those deprived; in
the impregnable chapter of your life,

Each wave of my excruciatingly incarcerated soul;
solely lived for your miraculously intrepid exultation
to synergistically lead life; disseminate the essence
of mankind to every dwelling besieged with agonizing
pain; and gory darkness,

Each corridor of my manipulatively commercial
conscience; solely lived for your irrevocably
invincible ideals of truth and non-violence; the winds
of ubiquitous solidarity on which you unassailably
floated; every time the earth was born; once again,

Each puff of my staggeringly barbaric breath; solely
lived for your melodiously tinkling vivacity; the
fearless tranquility on your redolently untainted
face; even when you were just about to relinquish your
last bit of sagaciousness; and enter your horrific
grave,


And each beat of my pathetically dying heart; solely
lived for your immortally passionate love; the
insatiable propensity in your unconquerable chest;
that not only granted me a countless benign lives; but
didn’t let me die even after my death…..

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

 

Each ear on this gigantically colossal Universe; was
bonded by the beautifully vespered essence; of
ingratiatingly alluring sound,

Each nose on this marvelously fantastic Universe; was
bonded by a overwhelmingly poignant whirlpool; of
enamoringly evoking scent,

Each eye on this fathomlessly mystical Universe; was
bonded by a fabulously emphatic ocean; of everlasting
empathy,

Each lip on this astronomically mystical Universe; was
bonded by a voluptuously mesmerizing battlefield; of
tantalizing smile,

Each stomach on this incomprehensibly eclectic
Universe; was bonded by insatiably augmenting pangs;
of frenziedly ecstatic hunger,

Each palm on this fantastically gorgeous Universe; was
bonded by an inexplicably vibrant flurry of; profusely
poignant destiny lines,

Each bone on this invincibly boundless Universe; was
bonded by a formidably integral mountain; of
incredulously resilient strength,

Each skin on this bountifully endowing Universe; was
bonded by a enthrallingly ebullient meadow; of
vacillatingly glorious color,

Each finger on this ravishingly seductive Universe;
was bonded by an intransigently amicable platform; of
philanthropic friendship,

Each mind on this wonderfully serene Universe; was
bonded by an unrelentingly rhapsodic blanket; of
euphorically flaming fantasy,

Each blood on this eternally harmonious Universe; was
bonded by the irrefutably ubiquitous religion; of
marvelously benign humanity,

Each shadow on this vivaciously resplendent Universe;
was bonded by an enchanting spell; of inexorably
unending enigma,

Each throat on this celestially endowing Universe; was
bonded by a blissfully divine wave; of effusively
ardent sound,

Each lung on this insurmountably sacred Universe; was
bonded by an indispensably exuberant cloud; of
passionately embracing wind,

Each eyelid on this stupendously tingling Universe;
was bonded by a unbelievably flirtatious radiance; of
innocuous charm and frolic,

Each armpit on this unsurpassably intrepid Universe;
was bonded by a perseveringly golden avalanche; of
seductively sizzling sweat,

Each nostril on this compassionately united Universe;
was bonded by a fervent cloudburst; of inevitably
vital breath,

Each conscience on this vociferously blazing Universe;
was bonded by an irrevocable whiff; of perpetual
righteousness,

Each voice on this perennially spawning Universe; was
bonded by an exhilarating inferno; of inscrutably
eluding enthrallment,

And each heart on this astoundingly Godly Universe;
was bonded by immortally unconquerable threads; of
ecstatically proliferating love….


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

 

Each star twinkles,
Each rose scents,
Each clock ticks,
Each cloud drifts,
Each arm sweats,
Each lip smiles,
Each skin bleeds,
Each eye winks,
Each wind blows,
Each wave undulates,
Each echo mystifies,
Each seed sprouts,
Each mother bears,
Each pig gobbles,
Each fist curls,
Each ball rolls,
Each icecube melts,
Each bird flies,
Each cloth sequesters,
Each dungeon darkens,
Each soul stupefies,
Each nightingale mesmerizes,
Each tooth chews,
Each mosquito bites,
Each peacock blossoms,
Each lion roars,
Each mind dreams,
Each organism evolves,
Each soldier immortalizes,
Each shape signifies,
Each battle vindicates,
Each nose smells,
Each waterfall diffuses,
Each path leads,
Each summit personifies,
Each ideal enlightens,
Each ray brightens,
Each scorpion stings,
Each gutter stinks,
Each tongue satiates,
Each demeanor shadows,
Each root embeds,
Each cow milks,
Each glue sticks,
Each mirror reflects,
Each trend innovates,
Each beauty enchants,
Each destiny enthralls,
Each embrace intimates,
Each stare captivates,
Each pearl scintillates,
Each muscle fortifies,
Each game rejuvenates,
Each effort achieves,
Each foot tramples,
Each ambition drives,
Each lie decimates,
Each manipulation massacres,
Each passion fulminates,
Each wing flaps,
Each journey explores,
Each arrow wounds,
Each talent blooms,
Each mission idolizes,
Each example symbolizes,
Each joy celebrates,
Each tear commiserates,
Each emulation falsifies,
Each experience realizes,
Each desire erupts,
Each benevolence proliferates,
Each proof validates,
Each violence rebels,
Each sleep replenishes,
Each idea metamorphoses,
Each adjective enhances,
Each antiseptic heals,
Each parasite clings,
Each insult pinches,
Each nail scratches,
Each dog barks,
Each bee hums,
Each duck quacks,
Each squirrel nibbles,
Each feeling bonds,
Each silence blesses,
Each rebuke vomits,
Each spider weaves,
Each flame ignites,
Each eraser rubs,
Each brick constructs,
Each dolphin delights,
Each raspberry enthuses,
Each acid burns,
Each insinuation intrigues,
Each leaf withers,
Each snake hisses,
Each pirate plunders,
Each prince rules,
Each enigma eludes,
Each truth eternalizes,
Each emblem patronizes,
Each story modernizes,
Each whip tyrannizes,
Each raconteur soliloquizes,
Each shackle traumatizes,
Each beat pulsates,
Each wine intoxicates,
Each beam dazzles,
Each sword slashes,
Each advertisement beguiles,
Each feather tickles,
Each fire blazes,
Each matchstick incinerates,
Each droplet pacifies,
Each complication tenses,
Each sport recharges,
Each whisper reverberates,
Each model exposes,
Each commodity sells,
Each death depresses,
Each height impresses,
Each relationship harnesses,
Each inspiration leads,
Each medicine rehabilitates,
Each knife cuts,
Each noose strangulates,
Each tail wags,
Each desert simmers,
Each farmer ploughs,
Each scepter protects,
Each conviction delivers,
Each ink embosses,
Each fish swims,
Each frog croaks,
Each leech sucks,
Each astringent cleans,
Each wall defends,
Each cream titillates,
Each desire mellows,
Each romance flowers,
Each monster growls,
Each lunatic frenzies,
Each lover exultates,
Each revolution perseveres,
Each knot entangles,
Each reward astonishes,
Each cynosure reveals,
Each impersonation cheats,
Each coalition unites,
Each sharing satisfies,
Each yawn isolates,
Each poking irritates,
Each design synchronizes,
Each dimension accurates,
Each earthquake devastates,
Each misdeed penalizes,
Each thorn pierces,
Each picture portrays,
Each scowl abhors,
Each lock incarcerates,
Each key unveils,
Each bone crunches,
Each storm transcends,
Each stream gurgles,
Each fountain cascades,
Each suspense chills,
Each grave dooms,
Each cuckoo sings,
Each butterfly frolicks,
Each chameleon changes,
Each sadist tortures,
Each fist clenches,
Each neck rotates,
Each bank secures,
Each handshake binds,
Each repetition emphasizes,
Each panther gallops,
Each fox manipulates,
Each froth tantalizes,
Each caricature mocks,
Each ride frees,
Each hook captures,
Each horizon expands,
Each platform resurrects,
Each foothold maneuvers,
Each sheep bleats,
Each fountain cascades,
Each icecream cools,
Each candle melts,
Each rain stimulates,
Each bicycle pedals,
Each fossil recounts,
Each chocolate ravishes,
Each dragon snares,
Each rat squeaks,
Each sponge compresses,
Each spring rebounds,
Each thumbprint qualifies,
Each age teaches,
Each situation demands,
Each nostalgia yearns,
Each caress stirs,
Each encouragement revives,
Each elastic stretches,
Each file stores,
Each boundary limits,
Each mouth speaks,
Each wave ebbs,
Each bliss bestows,
Each salute respects,
Each cancer debilitates,
Each loss cripples,
Each scenery fascinates,
Each sunshine optimizes,
Each worm burrows,
Each flamingo hibernates,
Each crocodile pulverizes,
Each voluptuous excites,
Each lover sacrifices,
Each possessive obsesses,
Each support amalgamates,
Each ant irritates,
Each speck floats,
Each politician promises,
Each bat suspends,
Each rendezvous intimates,
Each spontaneity renews,
Each marauding destructs,
Each fever disorients,
Each utopia incantates,
Each burglar pilfers,
Each bludgeon strikes,
Each success inspires,
Each imagination transpires,
Each cheek blushes,
Each greed empties,
Each umbrella shelters,
Each culture cares,
Each smoke smolders,
Each film stars,
Each lick wets,
Each melody enthralls,
Each cognition triggers,
Each meditation concentrates,
Each cat meows,
Each volcano erupts,
Each tornado entrenches,
Each python swallows,

Each art expresses,
Each word exemplifies,
Each balance weighs,
Each nerve connects,
Each reflection magnifies,
Each magnet attracts,
Each philanthropism appreciates,
Each demon intimidates,
Each infant cries,
Each balloon bursts,
Each beak pecks,
Each envious condemns,
Each dawn embellishes,
Each infection spreads,
Each massage recharges,
Each host serves,
Each tip epitomizes,
Each soil cultivates,
Each bomb devastates,
Each enclosure obfuscates,
Each garland felicitates,
Each facility facilitates,
Each goodness prevails,
Each current electrocutes,
Each toy plays,
Each fairy marvels,
Each window overlooks,
Each eyeball moistens,
Each trendsetter motivates,
Each messiah ameliorates,
Each pagan violates,
Each mist obscures,
Each pain perpetuates,
Each humanitarian helps,
Each oil greases,
Each draught whistles,
Each conscience guides,
Each monotony exhausts,
Each drama evokes,
Each karma consecrates,
Each religion cares,
Each breath lives,
Each heart palpitates,
Each body relishes,
Each existence decides,
And each life loves….


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