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»Earthquake

 

an assembly of ornate utensils clashed down with
fervor on the floor,
the ceiling fan got uprooted from its hinges,
there was a wailing echo emanating from the earth,
an avalanche of bulky rocks tumbled down the mountain
slope,
blissful carpets of roads in the valley lay imprisoned
beneath a river of
mud,
gigantic trees which once breathed fire; now lay limp
on the ground,
a fountain of cracks spread at maniacal speeds through
walls in the edifice,
obstreperous sounds from the soil flooded the
atmosphere,
a plethora of houses crumbled; like a pack of plastic
cards,
sharp shards of metal flew haphazardly in the air,
rivers diverted their flow towards arid land,
animals hibernated from plush interiors of jungle to
urban sands,
infinite denizens were sucked in ghastly crevices,
with immaculate children being torched by steaming
curry of hot lava,
there was chaotic pandemonium on the once solitary
streets,
people ran helter skelter; with tender siblings in
hand,
the sun had forgotten to shine; the moon was juxtaposed
behind clouds of
oblivion,
my dwelling swayed like articulate swings of the
golden circus,
with side slopes eventually caving in due to traumatic
pressure of earth,
it was a gruesome catastrophe; which had decimated
millions,
leaving their counterparts stranded on undulating
hillocks of land,
the damage to life was unprecedented;
with the whole nation reeling under the onslaught of
mother nature,
some prayed to god for forgiveness; some for holistic
solace,
the EARTHQUAKE had measured 6.4 on the ritchers scale,
lasting for a threadbare minimum of 10 seconds,
still able to assasinate minute traces of
civilization; suckle the mightiest in
blistering hot recesses of earth's belly.


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Effects of musk perfume

 

cloud smokes of aroma rose tantalizingly in the air,
dull sheaths of cabin air were drenched with
fragrance,
spotless patches of shirt were smeared with wet spray,
transparent beds of water got coated with musk
flavor,
bunch of flowers in cane pots went berserk,
dry parchments of paper fluttered in glee,
sheets of polished wood bubbled in ecstasy,
bathroom tiles sparkled, smelt of fresh scotch whisky,
heavy curtain drapery greedily absorbed moisture,
grey crested peacock spread majestic wings to full
circles,
bulky leather folders were enveloped in residue of
molten wax,
wire meshed window grills breathed in scented air,
ceiling fan blades revolved faster with pepped
exhilaration,
pure stone idols showed feeble signs of new found
life,
straight walls of plaster leaned closer for mere
caresses,
persian ground carpet raised its fur in insatiable
desire,
electronic telephone developed shriller tunes,
as i sprayed the deer musk perfume at all quarters,
maniacally compressed the release button to its
fullest capacity,
spreading its exotic effect to every inch of free
space in my room.

(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Electric rays of bliss

 

Acrid Sunlight peeps through the windshield,
Bifurcating shades of yellow and green,
As satiny curls of my dermis go berserk,
My luscious lips produce glowing embers of animated smile,
As stringent rays of palpable dimensions,
Smother the grievances of a scalding destiny,
Stitching adeptly the dungeons of devastation,
Halting boulders of vexation,
Through sweetened fruits of creation.
The vivid network of intermingled light,
Finally blazes across my incoherent eyes,
Prompting me to secure my grip on the driving wheel,
Dousing flames of perverted imagery,
Exorbitantly rekindling my faith in mankind.




© nikhilparekh
 
»Electrocution

 

I watched television in fading hours of the evening,
resting against a cushioned foam of pure Dunlop,
pointing my large feet towards the placid moon,
twin pair of hands shielding my dreary eyes,
long quilt of rich satin engulfing my persona,
an uncorked bottle of white champagne full to the brim
lying by my side,
crisp voices emanating from the t.v.set flooding my
ears,
i was ecstatic beyond definition of pleasure,
relishing roasted chunks of fish curry,
with torrential rain splashing vociferously through
the partially open window
pane.

the sky barked loud echoes of lightening thunder,
swollen clouds collided with volatile intensity,
streaks of electricity swept across the galaxy,
magnified droplets of rain pelted down in vindication,
as masses of pitch dark air hovered dangerously above
my house,
the inclement weather had taken complete toll on the
proceedings.

the fury of rain was simply invincible,
fresh liquid now leaked from multiple cracks in the
ceiling,
light switchboard sockets now oozed rain water,
sparks flew high and handsome from wire panels,
colossal consumption of alcohol had rendered me
inalert,
as i alighted from my sleeping cave of kingly comfort,
to activate the switch for the morning alarm,
deathly chills of naked current ran through my entire
body,
healthy blood froze in its veins,
the heart had stopped throbbing as an aftermath of
shock,
my feeble knees couldn't hold me any longer,
i collapsed in a heap on the wet floor,
realms of death strangulated me in entirety,
acrid sparks of current causing instant electrocution.



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

 

A warehouse of information,
a godown of electronic food grain,
with coagulated chips of telecommunication,
an instrument for incessant chat,
engraved with multiple numerals,
bold print of manufacturing firms,
dangling spirals of entwined rubber,
sealed to resistant cushioned plugs,
with shiny screw fasteners,
riveting a jugglery of charged fiber nodules,
entrapping signal waves from thick steel transmission
cables,
interlocked with an array of codal communication,
bustling with feverish jingling activity,
piercing the air with melodious sounds,
flexing electronically configured vocal chords,
at instants of finger flesh,
in close proximity with protuberant plastic.
a pagan for exchanging emotions,
far distance business notes,
acclimatizing rural masses with marvels of electronic
revolutions,
spanning unprecedented breadths of the countryside,
encompassing infinite habitats of survival,
with threads of indispensable sophistication.
an enviable transmitter of the human voice,
crowned as the 'ELECTRONIC EMPEROR'
with a life span of more than a century,
and a gentle river of dial tone,
is what the telephone's all about.


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

 

Suicide; is a ghastily lingering spirit between
resplendently sparkling heaven and diabolically
ghastly hell,

Suicide; is the most desperately hedonistic crime
committed against every conceivable fraternity of all
mankind,

Suicide; is the most truculently unforgivable outburst
of any organism; murderously imperiling the crux of
symbiotically mesmerizing existence,

Suicide; is a ghoulishly amorphous abode; without the
most infinitesimal trace of doors; windows and
robustly functioning entities,

Suicide; is an indescribably treacherous venom; which
brutally asphyxiates the impoverished ghost; even
after the wholesome end of priceless life,

Suicide; is the most preposterously scurrilous corpse
that incarcerated you from all sides; morbidly
dampening every quintessential iota of your blood,

Suicide; is the most luridly mortifying death that an
entity could ever undergo; ensuring that he
indefatigably suffocated in diminutive lidfulls of
water while the other world danced; everytime it was
born,

Suicide; is the most ultimate curse of the devil upon
every civilization; religion and tribe; afflicting the
fabric of society like an uncontrollably lambasting
tumor; which simply had no end,

Suicide; is perniciously sinister balderdash; the most
incongruously distorted and heartlessly inclement
fantasy; that the stinking pigs could ever construe,

Suicide; is a coffin of disparagingly bludgeoning
solitude; a measly quavering insect being blown away
into the aisles of nothingness; at even the most
mercurial draught of infidel wind,

Suicide; is a salaciously jinxed witch casting her
spell of unsurpassable doom; even upon the most
blissfully gratifying of destinies,

Suicide; is a vindictively hollow and lecherously
gawky edifice; baselessly wavering towards the gallows
of emptiness; without the most infinitesimal of
foundations,

Suicide; is an inexplicably cancerous sorrow that
gruesomely crucifies your soul; disdainfully maiming
you on every step; for infinite more births of yours
yet to unveil,

Suicide; is a flagrantly whipping extinction that had
not the tiniest chance to ebulliently revive;
stagnating in the prisons of torturously bleeding
hell,

Suicide; is a flaccidly corpulent mosquito
parasitically sucking blood every single day of its
life; heartily preferring to sleep on a lavatory of
derogatory shit; abrogating the most majestic of
silken delights,

Suicide; is a chain of fanatically unpardonable
misery; which perilously dries up every trace of
mellifluously golden voice,

Suicide; is the most prurient caricature of vibrantly
ecstatic life; slithering like an obnoxiously infected
worm; in the junkyards of dissolutely demonic
dilapidation,

Suicide; is dreadfully sinful abnegating of breath
without the Lord’s consent; a misdeed which even his
Omnisciently magnanimous grace; could never ever
condone,

Suicide is a tunnel of blindness without any end;
Suicide is the most punitive betrayal of truth;
desire; dream and immortal love; Suicide is an
unrelentingly bloodstained night which inconsolably
cries,

Therefore massacre the very thought before it
transcends you to commit forlorn suicide O! Man; and
instead embrace timeless sensuality; instead embrace
enchanting beauty; instead embrace unconquerable
life….

©®copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»Emissions

 

The sun emitted acerbic rays of stringent light,
flooding darkened zones of the cosmos,
providing dazzling brightness to all existing in
realms of unconsciousness,
filtering encrypted arena's scattered along
innumerable pores of the body.

the celestial body of moon emitted placid beams of
fluorescent color,
inhabiting infinite spaces on earth with dormant
ecstasy,
injecting fuming patches of land with loads of dreamy
sedation,
piercing through the entangled labyrinth of mind with
body blows of solitude.

the multicolored silhouette of rainbow emitted a blend
of translucent gas,
illuminating the murky persona of sky with a plethora
of gaudy paint,
encompassing boundless regions of the mundane galaxy,
posing as an ultimate novelty to the eye when spotted
in river water.

gigantic towers of the chimney emitted grey balls of
obnoxious smoke,
hanging for incessant periods of time in mute shells
of air,
polluting wild undergrowths of foliage with its
abysmal caress,
stabbing innocent pedestrians with draughts of
abhorrent contamination.

Crystal balls of eyes emitted palpable rays of
empathy,
Melting the most obdurate of hearts existing,
Captivating all with their immaculate presence,
Transforming wretched individuals besieged with
immortality,
Into sagacious personalities uttering tales of
benevolent love.


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

 

Extracting out just a droplet from the boundless
ocean; won't make any difference at all to its
swirling and vivacious persona,

Pulling out just a fragment of mud from the gargantuan
body of the mountain; won't make any difference at all
to its marvelously towering summit,

Pilfering out just a million out of the entire
Government treasury; won't make any difference at all
to its stupendously large demeanor,

Gulping down just a cube ice from the entire snow
laden slope of the Himalayas; won't make any
difference at all to its mystically scintillating
persona,

Evacuating out just a flower from the entire garden of
captivating roses; won't make any difference at all to
its prolific growth and incredulously scented pride,

Plucking out just a pearl from the entire armory of
oysters sprawled in incongruous heaps around; won't
make any difference to its bombastic shine and
profound shimmer; illuminating the ghastly night,

Snatching just a morsel of salubrious vegetable from
the entire kitchen stashed abundantly with ravishing
food; won't make any difference to its robust
complexion and glowing health,

Tearing just a page out of the mammoth Bible; won't
make any difference to its sacrosanct visage; the
countless volumes of sacred verse epitomizing humanity
embedded within,

Barging into just one room out of the infinite
dwellings standing tall on the surface of this earth;
won't make any difference at all to living space; the
unsurpassable amount of abode's available for human
existence,

Grabbing just an hour from the entire day; won't make
any difference at all to the glory of time; the
innumerable hours and minutes that it was bifurcated
into,

Acquiring just a parchment of dictionary out of the
unprecedented large collection of books; won't make
any difference at all to the unending and spiraling
heap of literature; the billions of sagacious pages
intricately trapped inside,

Capturing just a diminutive flame out of the entire
conflagration of simmering twigs; won't make any
difference at all to the visage of blistering fire;
the poignant fumes of euphoria it emanated all
throughout the night,

Hoisting just an inconspicuous knife out of the entire
battlefield strewn with supremely glistening swords;
won't make any difference at all to the spirit of
daunting belligerence; the essence of bravado
lingering predominantly all around,

Cutting just a serrated leaf out of the entire jungle
embodied with gigantic strands of foliage; won't make
any difference at all to the wilderness; the
mesmerizing outgrowths extruding from every corner,

Occupying just a fraction of the entire cosmic space;
won't make any difference at all to the countenance of
the Royal Sun; the blanket of resplendent stars
studded marvelously in every part of the sky,

Pouncing on just a moment of happiness out of the
entire laughter in this world; won't make any
difference at all to the virtue of smile; the mystical
and enigmatic charm enveloping it since times
immemorial,

Ripping apart just a flimsy chunk of cloth from the
entire showroom overwhelmed with gaudy clothing; won't
make any difference at all to the plethora of fluffy
cotton wool cascading from all sides,

Capturing a single ray of the blazing Sun God; won’t
make any difference at all to its omnipotent aura; the
tenacity with which it fumigated every nook and cranny
of this earth,

And possessing just a single heart out of this entire
Universe; loving just one girl out of the unlimited
that existed on this planet; won't make any difference
at all to the fervor of romance; the immortal strength
it inculcated in one and all,

However even if these tiny and inconspicuous little
things didn’t make the slightest of impact on any of
the animate world; they were definitely enough to
metamorphose my life from one of gloom and constant
despair; to ENCHANTING PARADISE…






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

 

From exactly the point where the thought process of
the miserably decrepit night ended; started the
optimistic imagination of brilliantly Omnipotent and
blessedly purifying; daylight,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
obnoxiously dogmatic lies ended; started the
Omnipresent imagination of handsomely ebullient and
insuperably righteous; truth,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
obsolete desolation ended; started the vivacious
imagination of uninhibitedly free and effulgently
majestic; happiness,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
vindictively disparaging drought ended; started the
Omnipotent imagination of unceasingly rejuvenating and
quintessentially euphoric; rain,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
the salaciously marauding parasite ended; started the
ubiquitous imagination of sacredly rhapsodic and
pricelessly bonding; humanity,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
barbarously incarcerating slavery ended; started the
patriotic imagination of limitlessly wonderful and
gloriously eternal; freedom,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
dastardly worthless abuse ended; started the prolific
imagination of astoundingly spell binding and
beautifully burgeoning; procreation,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
meaninglessly rotting chicanery ended; started the
fragrant imagination of everlastingly embracing and
celestially insuperable; honesty,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
haplessly tortured loneliness ended; started the
pristine imagination of compassionately embracing and
unflinchingly united; togetherness,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
demonically murderous nightmare ended; started the
royal imagination of exhilaratingly stupefying and
charismatically redolent; fantasy,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
hedonistically uxorious ugliness ended; started the
garnished imagination of amazingly nubile and
resplendently exotic; beauty,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
maliciously vagrant illiteracy ended; started the
discerning imagination of sagaciously enlightening and
altruistically magical; benevolence,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
devastatingly terrorizing politics ended; started the
iridescent imagination of eclectically vivid and
panoramically mitigating; artistry,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
sinfully insidious betrayal ended; started the
triumphant imagination of perennially melanging and
unbreakably peerless; friendship,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
nonchalantly sadistic oblivion ended; started the
blissful imagination of jubilantly enamoring and
tantalizingly coalescing; melody,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
sardonically lambasting devilishness ended; started
the fecund imagination of unsurpassably Samaritan and
enchantingly ameliorating; goodness,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
diabolically prejudiced perfidiousness ended; started
the perpetual imagination of immortally unstoppable
and aristocratically earnest; love,

From exactly the point where the thought process of
ghoulishly fretful death ended; started the benign
imagination of unassailably victorious and
Omnipresently evolving; life,

And from exactly the point where the thought process
of every worthlessly conceivable and inconceivable;
every fecklessly living and non-living; every
molecular human and insect; on this earth had ended;
started the Omniscient imagination of the unendingly
spawning and boundlessly unconquerable; Almighty Lord…


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

 

When I tried to reach her via the rusty and corroded village phone; I simply couldn’t savor the chance to talk to her; as it was incessantly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via road; I simply couldn’t salvage the pleasure of witnessing the mesmerizing contours of her face; as the road was bustling with boisterous traffic; the road was disdainfully engaged,

When I tried to reach her via email; the usually high speed and overwhelmingly reliable internet server; was disastrously engaged,

When I tried to reach her via mental telepathy; I found my mind intransigently busy in pondering on something inconsequential; infact found my mind irrevocably engaged,

When I tried to reach her via local mail; I found myself confronted by an unimaginably onerous dilemma; as the entire postal authority was voraciously busy in delivering war messages and engaged,

When I tried to reach her via lightening fast air courier; the robotic jet carrying my indispensably precious message; crashed with a soft thud into the Atlantic; and all communication went morbidly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via satellite television; the white current of electricity brusquely snapped off; and the images got disdainfully engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the tenaciously thunderous loudspeaker; a family of mice ate the deliciously spongy wires; and the waves that now emanated were hoarsely engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the harmoniously flowing river; the waters suddenly brewed with a tumultuously fierce storm; were murderously engaged,

When I tried to reach her via exorbitantly paid fast taxi; the sleazy ticket counter was prolifically thronging with pedestrians; was miserably engaged,

When I tried to reach her via conventional fax; the usually synchronized and thoroughly ingenious machine; now blurted the tunes of insipidly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the electric paced bicycle; the traffic signal abruptly metamorphosed to horrendously red; went pathetically and uncertainly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the nation wide radio; an immediate emergency got declared in all quarters of the state; the line conked out and eventually went mercilessly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via an ambulance perched on its relentlessly nictitating rooftop; a spuriously bandaged victim stopped its expedition midway; and it was rendered compulsively engaged,

When I tried to reach her via my sophisticated little mobile instrument; ready to pay even astronomical sums of money to establish rapport with her passionately divine presence; the line sounded a mockingly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the stridently blaring whistle; signaling her surreptitiously to come out in brilliant sunshine; there spewed a sandstorm in the placid atmosphere; drowning my voice in entirety; leaving it momentarily engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the contemporarily gleaming lift; I embarrassingly floundered in my attempts; as the contraption was deplorably stuck between two floors; was for the time being stubbornly engaged,

When I tried to reach her via the celestial heavens; I simply wasn’t able to appease the Creator to help me in my cause; as his Omnipresent presence was busy chalking policies for the sustenance of this mighty Universe; was a trifle engaged,

And my string of bad luck didn’t end here itself; when I finally did manage to reach her enchanting doorstep; I found much to my utter dismay; that she had already chosen the man of her dreams; was already ENGAGED….


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