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»Try and see instead

 

Don’t blame the overwhelmingly blistering rays of the
sweltering Sun; for the mind boggling proportions of
heat it ruthlessly generated,
Try and see instead the beams of optimistic light it
profoundly illuminated; in the lives of infinite souls
completely deluged with hopeless despair…

Don’t blame the horrendously rotting apple for
emanating an obnoxious scent; corrupting the spurious
bliss of the grandiloquent atmosphere,
Try and see instead the ingratiatingly blossoming
effect it had on the dwindling crop; when embedded in
soil as pinches of raw manure….

Don’t blame the profusely spike studded shoe for
abrading your dainty feet; acting as a gruesome
barricade to fresh spurts of air; from seeping inside,
Try and see instead; the astronomical tenacity it
offered to your nimble soles; to transgress undaunted;
even through the most acrimoniously swirling fires….

Don’t blame the earthquake for treacherously
devastating empty buildings; engendering the waves of
the fabulous ocean to escalate taller than the skies,
Try and see instead; the celestial rivulets of water
it perpetuated; in the heart of miserably arid land….

Don’t blame the silvery sea shores for inhabiting a
battalion of venomously lethal spiders; raring to
feast on immaculate chunks of innocent flesh,
Try and see instead; the unfathomable amounts of
relaxation they provided to dreary adventurers; the
perpetually mystical avenue they proved for lovers
before tying the nuptial knot….

Don’t blame the clouds in the cosmos for fomenting a
thunderously cacophonic noise; clashing mercilessly
against each other to produce streaks of frightening
lightening,
Try and see instead; the mesmerizing droplets of rain
they showered; the life yielding streams of vivacious
liquid which poured in ferocious torrents on
pathetically groaning soil….

Don’t blame the kettle for fulminating in tumultuous
heat; scalding innocuous bits of skin with hostile
droplets of sizzling liquid,
Try and see instead the heavenly rejuvenation it
imparted; with only infinitesimal sips of it; gently
dribbling into the gloomy persona….

Don’t blame the conscience for being blatantly candid;
blurting out things which could have been well
camouflaged in realms of astute manipulation and
malice,
Try and see instead the stupendously comforting bliss
that it provided to the countenance; the most explicit
identity it endeavored to reveal of a man dying in
embarrassing despair….

And don’t blame life for being tyrannical and
satanically cruel; whipping you every unfurling
second with the sword of inexplicable disease
compounded with treacherous pain,
Try and see instead its irrefutably sacred virtue; the
infinite buckets of voluptuously passionate breath you
inhaled to be living this very moment; survive at your
unprecedented best in the most horrific of times….



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

 

Initially as much as it might sting you like a billion
acrimonious thorns,
Eventually it blossomed into the most fragrant flower
of prosperity; inundating each of your senses with
unprecedented happiness…

Initially as much as it might lethally pierce you like
a thousand knives; strangulating you forever in its
explicitly candid swirl,
Eventually it emerged as the most Omnipotent warrior
in this Universe; pacifying your every apprehension;
with its divine ointment of life….

Initially as much as it deluged you with profusely
debilitating winds of despair; stealing your last hope
of blissful survival,
Eventually it put you to an eternal slumber; making
you fantasize unfathomable kilometers beyond the land
of rhapsodic paradise…

Initially as much as it separated you from the ones
you dearly loved; pinching you pertinently at every
step you alighted to survive,
Eventually it immortalized the spirit of your
celestial existence; bonding your soul for centuries
unsurpassable; with the Omnipresent aura of the
Almighty….

Initially as much as it lambasted you on your nakedly
shivering skin; whilst your manipulative comrades
snored in cloud covers of opulent luxury and wine,
Eventually it granted you; your every philanthropic
desire; making you the richest man alive on the
trajectory of this never ending planet…

Initially as much as it melted you like an
inconspicuous pancake; whilst your lecherous fellow
mates danced in the aisles of seductive jubilation and
exotic excitement,
Eventually it enlightened every stage of your life
with invincible light; savoring for you; all the
immaculate goodness that lay hidden on mother earth….

Initially as much as it slaughtered all your energy to
breathe; viciously kicking you like a dog; beyond the
summit of disgruntling nothingness,
Eventually it showered upon you the entire power
trespassing on soil; saw to it that your every
benevolent dream ripened into an enchanting reality…

Initially as much as it pulverized you to soggy bits
of frigid ash; devouring every iota of your
conviction; like an untamed horde of ruthless
crocodiles,
Eventually it cast a spell of perennially mesmerizing
innocence in your eyes; which won you the most
cherished love of your life…

And initially as much as it devastated you left; right
and center; reducing your robust caricature to an
impoverished corpse; as the world sung and merrily
laughed outside,
Eventually it ensured that you were the sole winner;
towering over the monotonous definitions of a stale
yesterday; ebulliently bouncing and alive to face; a
countless more fantastically righteous tomorrow’s…


O! yes it’s upto you to believe it or not; implement
the same in your lives,
But I for one live for TRUTH all night and day; will
salute it above the most influential of living kind;
even centuries after I die…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Tsunami Aftermath-Lividly living corpse

 

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of unprecedented misery; with the wrath of the inexplicably crippling disaster transforming every trace of robust innocence into a mortuary of stinking death,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of hapless uncertainty; as boundless number of impeccable heads stared in distraught disbelief; for relentless hours towards empty sky,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of morbid blood; from which emanated the stench of pricelessly inimitable honesty hopelessly blended with the diabolical devil,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of unceasing sadness; in which perpetually floated innumerable lifeless bones of their enchanting siblings; children and immortal beloved,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of sadistic ridicule; where even the most eternally fructifying form of living kind was rendered to worthlessly lugubrious foam; salt and soap,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of parasitically ribald lechery; where man brutally asphyxiated his counterpart man; in an eventual bid to frenetically survive,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of cannibalistic hatred; from which spawned only the corridors of devilish hell; diffusing pain; pain and only intolerably inconsolable pain,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of bizarrely tawdry helplessness; where they were reduced to just infinitesimal frigid eunuchs; not able to do anything as the wave gobbled every trace of their celestial happiness,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of frenzied deliriousness; which apocalyptically shrieked the cry of ultimate extinction; the wholesome disappearance of this symbiotic planet from the map of this bountifully redolent Universe,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of unceasing remorsefulness; with the coffins of satanic oblivion ghoulishly transcending every conceivable happening in the atmosphere,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of limitless disbelief; with every stroke of destiny seeming to treacherously unfurl from the mouth of the venomously slandering devil,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of ominously pulverizing lies; where as if sacrilegiously wanton abuse had forever overridden the brilliantly majestic scepter of emollient truth,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of wastrel nothingness; with every wave that arose; hedonistically darting towards the infinite infinity of unfathomable despair,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of endless unemployment; where even the most divinely innocent source of life; was indiscriminately weighed on the scales of carnivorous crime,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of intransigently besmirching trauma; which licentiously gave birth to the graveyards of blackness; blackness and only savagely decrepit blackness,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of emotionlessly penalizing neglect; unforgivably ripping them apart from every tangible and intangible aspect and fabric of the civilized society,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of devastating disorientation; with even the most synergistically resplendent of smiles metamorphosing into gorily inane waywardness,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of unendingly excruciating torture; with human skin and emotions being ruthlessly excoriated apart like the inadvertent shedding of the lizard’s skin,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of amorphously sinful vindication; as fathomless deplorably orphaned took a solemn pledge; never to respect Mother Nature in their lifetimes again,

Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of ungainly fretfulness; with the horrendously wrinkled eye dispersing nothing else but blood; blood and punitively aggrieved blood,





Their countless tears did definitely fill an ocean all right; but it was an ocean of unparalleled divestation; with every beat of the heart; breath and blood; being transformed forever and ever and ever; as an aftermath of the murderous Tsunami; into a lividly living corpse….

©®copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»Try and live with it; instead

 

The harder you try and erase your deplorably unfortunate past from your mind; the harder it cadaverously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your blissful present; into a corpse of treacherously remorseful uncertainties,

The harder you try and erase your deliriously shocking past from your mind; the harder it fecklessly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your burgeoning present; into a jailhouse of inexplicably inconsolable brooding,

The harder you try and erase your obsessively meaningless past from your mind; the harder it wantonly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your fructifying present; into a coffin of intransigently stabbing miseries,

The harder you try and erase your sinful ribald past from your mind; the harder it preposterously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your resplendent present; into the gallows of acrimoniously venomous disease,

The harder you try and erase your thoughtlessly gratuitous past from your mind; the harder it wretchedly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your synergistic present; into the most non-existent wisps of diabolical hell,

The harder you try and erase your baselessly egregious past from your mind; the harder it demonically comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your heavenly present; into haunted house of unceremoniously jinxed memories,

The harder you try and erase your abhorrently dastardly past from your mind; the harder it unrelentingly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your royal present; into a cloudburst of unforgivably apocalyptic blood,

The harder you try and erase your dejectedly failed past from your mind; the harder it lethally comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your ecstatic present; into a pigstalk of fetid bitterness,

The harder you try and erase your sadistically incarcerated past from your mind; the harder it cannibalistically comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your priceless present; into a rusted iron nail of worthless violence,

The harder you try and erase your criminally excoriating past from your mind; the harder it unceremoniously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your undaunted present; into the most sordidly stagnating oblivion,

The harder you try and erase your brutally assassinating past from your mind; the harder it despicably comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your effulgent present; into a frigidly infidel worm of nothingness,

The harder you try and erase your unbearably torturous past from your mind; the harder it salaciously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your sacrosanct present; into an amorphously emotionless carcass of disdain,

The harder you try and erase your immutably bigoted past from your mind; the harder it sacrilegiously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your victorious present; into a dungeon of barbarously blackened parasitic confinement,

The harder you try and erase your carnivorously stinking past from your mind; the harder it ignominiously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your exuberant present; into a deathful madness of unsurpassable melancholy,

The harder you try and erase your disastrously malevolent past from your mind; the harder it vituperatively comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your unconquerable present; into a graveyard of unendingly cursed sickness,

The harder you try and erase your fearfully dogged past from your mind; the harder it unwontedly comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your rejuvenated present; into an unfathomable gorge of vindictively despairing sadness,

The harder you try and erase your uncouthly terrorized past from your mind; the harder it intractably comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your redolent present; into the ultimate apogees of satanic devastation,

The harder you try and erase your murderously inhumanitarian past from your mind; the harder it viciously comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your impregnable present; into a trail of haplessly staggering discontentment,

The harder you try and erase your ghoulishly pugnacious past from your mind; the harder it reproachfully comes back to you; and metamorphoses each moment of your peerless present; into the most unpardonable abuse of the entire Universe,

Therefore; try and accept it as an already happened element of your existence instead; which would never ever repeat itself in your path to presently philanthropically victory; try and live with your past instead….

©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Trying to hide deeper

 

No astronomically colossal wave in the ocean should
ever forget; that it was once upon a time a minuscule
stream of frigid water,

No pompously extruding tree in the forests should ever
forget; that I was once upon a time an inconspicuously
trembling seed,

No flame escalating handsomely towards the sky should
ever forget; that it was once upon a time a diminutive
flicker emanating from the bedraggled candle wick,

No majestic eagle soaring high in the clouds should
ever forget; that it was once upon a time an
infinitesimal fledgling whimpering insatiably; at the
disappearing of light,

No royally grandiloquent castle should ever forget;
that it was once upon a time a profoundly disheveled
brick; freshly baked under raw rays of sunlight,

No winner basking in the glory of incredulously earned
victory should ever forget; that he was once upon a
time shivering in nervous hysteria at the starting
point,

No fathomless dungeon impregnated with biscuits of
glittering gold should ever forget; that it was once
upon a time a obsolete hole; losing its entity each
time as the winds blown,

No impregnably towering mountain should ever forget;
that it was once upon a time a lump of transient mud;
being trampled by every entity transgressing its way,
No boundlessly incomprehensible desert should ever
forget; that it was once upon a time a granule of
insipid dirt; hovering without a stature of its own;
wholesomely solitary in the Universe,

No tumultuously mighty avalanche of ice should ever
forget; that it was once upon a time a droplet of
water almost freezing to death in the icy winds,

No blissfully blossoming fantasy should ever forget;
that it was once upon a time a rustic idea; which kept
dwindling infinite times even before it took ephemeral
shape,

No profusely embellished skin should ever forget; that
it was once upon a time; nakedly fragile; when just
born,

No overwhelmingly eloquent tongue should ever forget;
that it was once upon a time; babbling worse than a
child; while in divinely deep sleep,

No insurmountably thundering echo should ever forget;
that it was once upon a time; a disastrously squeaky
voice; nimbly caressing the rocks,

No unsurpassably successful businessman should ever
forget; that he was once upon a time; a wholesomely
ignoramus novice; just starting to learn the tricks of
the manipulative trade,

No unbelievably scented lotus should ever forget; that
it was once upon a time; a tiny bud extruding from
mammoth chunks of dirt all around,

No entity celestially married should ever forget; that
it was once upon a time; philandering like a mosquito
to manifest its romance into reality,

No invincibly powerful organism on this earth should
ever forget; that it was once upon a time withheld by
the Lord; in the realms of mesmerizing heaven,

And no Human; possessing even the most Herculean
strength on this planet should ever forget; that once
upon a time he was an uninhibitedly crying child;
trying to hide deeper and deeper inside the chest of
his sacrosanct mother….






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

 

Even if a droplet of it fell in my food; I puke out
what I had consumed in my stomach; during the tenure
of the marathon month,

Even if a droplet of it blended with the dusty road; I
wildly swerved my sedan; crashing face on against the
lanky tree; with my heart palpitating faster than
white lightening,

Even if a droplet of it got smeared inadvertently with
my pillow; I relentlessly tossed and turned all night;
fostering agonizing memories about the plight of my
fellow compatriots in suffering,

Even if a droplet of it dribbled down from my mirror;
I started to witness the entire world as disastrously
shattered; and all perceptions of mesmerizing beauty
just disappeared from my mind,

Even if a droplet of it came tumbling from the
astronomically fathomless sky; I swooned in sheer
disbelief towards the ground; terrified that the
Creator might have now decided to end this magnificent
earth,

Even if a droplet of it plummeted into the gigantic
glass of water; I started to have insane
hallucinations about the sacrosanct spirit of life; to
be in grave danger,

Even if a droplet of it oozed from my beloved's face;
I had a horrendously ringing sensation in my bones;
and I found tears of profound empathy slither down my
eyes,
Even if a droplet of it loitered on the periphery of
my shoe; my feet started to tremble inexplicably; and
the saliva in my throat froze brusquely midway; as I
felt helpless for mankind in hysterical grief,

Even if a droplet of it lingered close to my breath; I
felt that the gates of doomsday had suddenly unveiled
themselves full throttle upon the Universe,

Even if a droplet of it stuck to the luminous dial of
my watch; I commenced to conceive that time had
bizarrely condensed in its roots; and a treacherously
sinister glow hideously enveloped the whole planet,

Even if a droplet of it appeared on the television
screen; I felt myself perpetuated with an insatiable
nostalgia for my countrymen; sacrificing their lives
in true patriotism; to ensure that I existed in
perpetual peace,

Even if a droplet of it coalesced with the
majestically shimmering stream; I felt as if the
entire assemblage of water was shivering in
unprecedented pain,

Even if a droplet of it fell on the immaculately plain
sheet of writing paper; I felt that it was impossibly
irrevocable to remove the stains with even the most
incredulously powerful eraser in this world,

Even if a droplet of it sprinkled itself on tree
leaves; I ruminated that wild life was pathetically
deteriorating; and infinite parasites crawled on the
prowl to pacify their lecherous gluttony,

Even if a droplet of it adhered to my eyeball; the
world outside seemed gruesomely obfuscated; and every
path on which I transgressed seemed to be leading to
the corridors of satanic hell,

Even if a droplet of it spurted out from the
impregnably formidable walls; I felt uncannily closer
to ghastly death and decay; and the pulse of my
exuberant existence remarkably slackened its pace,

Even if a droplet of it sprang up on my palms; I
pondered upon the dire consequences that would
savagely constrict the tenacity of my destiny; the
gloomy perils that await me as I alighted my next
step,

Even if a droplet of it leaked from my luscious lips;
I relinquished all sagaciously perceivable activity;
poignantly disturbed at the most vital fluid bestowed
upon by the Almighty Lord; flowing out mercilessly,

And it was simply beyond my most incomprehensible
limit of imagination; that if such a minuscule droplet
of blood fomented my sensitivity to abdicate almost
all traces of life,

Then how could people round the globe; eat; drink; and
relish it; stupendously basking in its glory over a
glass of oligarchic port wine; ruthlessly slaughtering
impeccable animals for mere satisfaction of their
nocturnal supper? ? ?

Therefore it is my humble plea to all of you on behalf
of the Omnipotent Creator; to try your best and TURN
VEGETARIAN…..


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

 

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most ecstatically ravishing entities; on this fathomlessly enchanting Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most unbelievably artistic and poignantly sensitive entities; on this boundlessly enamoring Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most unsurpassably surreal and limitlessly fantasizing entities; on this timelessly enthralling Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most triumphantly sacrosanct and bountifully virile entities; on this spell bindingly ever-pervading Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most compassionately humanitarian and symbiotically melanging entities; on this unceasingly fructifying Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most vivaciously exuberant and optimistically brilliant entities; on this unbelievably symbiotic Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most intrepidly tangy and ebulliently unconquerable entities; on this spectacularly panoramic Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most jubilantly charismatic and inimitably priceless entities; on this timelessly Omnipotent Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most impeccably mollifying and ubiquitously effulgent entities; on this inexhaustibly redolent Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most iridescently vivacious and tranquilly ameliorating entities; on this unfathomably blessed Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most chirpily extravagant and unstoppably burgeoning entities; on this Omnisciently insuperable Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most truthfully undefeated and righteously bestowing entities; on this uninhibitedly heavenly Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most fantastically embellished and informally heartfelt entities; on this immaculately invincible Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most eternally liberating and blissfully vibrant entities; on this victoriously Omnipresent Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most benevolently philanthropic and wholeheartedly Samaritan entities; on this indefatigably proliferating Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most patriotically unflinching and fearlessly divine entities; on this unbeatably emollient Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in my life; both of whom for me were the most synergistically consummate and ardently affable entities; on this impregnably transcending Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in life; both of whom for me were the most dexterously molded and creatively evolving entities; on this fabulously twinkling Universe,

O! Yes; there were definitely two women in life; both of whom for me were the most eclectically adept and unshakably harboring entities; on this magically mitigating Universe,

The first one of them was my perpetually Godly Mother who gave me birth to relish the astoundingly unlimited gifts of this planet. Whilst the second one was my Heavenly Beloved; who not only made me feel unassailably alive in this lifetime; but was the cardinal reason for my rebirth an infinite more times to enjoy an infinite more lifetimes….

©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»Tsunami-The wave of death, death and only inconsolable death

 

It gobbled even the most infinitesimal trace of their unfettered triumph; decimating countless innocent in its swirl of truculently unrelenting terror,

It gobbled even the most tiniest trace of their astoundingly eclectic sensitivity; ruthlessly rendering boundless orphaned and to unceasingly beg at the mortuaries of asphyxiating death,

It gobbled even the most diminutive trace of their timeless impressions; indiscriminately annihilating every tangible and intangible form of their majestic ancestral heritage,

It gobbled even the most ethereal trace of their euphorically unbridled fantasy; brutally metamorphosing every conceivable instant of their lifetime into a cadaverously unforgivable nightmare,

It gobbled even the most transient trace of their pristinely divine virility; leaving innumerable humanity and living kind; lividly impotent and deplorably divested of the exuberant elixir to lead symbiotic life,

It gobbled even the most evanescent trace of their bountifully vibrant belonging; ghastily transforming every of their inimitably prized possession into a graveyard of inanely obsolete nothingness,

It gobbled even the most ephemeral trace of their perennially fructifying desire; murderously crippling them for an infinite more lifetimes; with solely the prisons of unfathomable devastation,

It gobbled even the most mercurial trace of their blissfully synergistic kin; inexhaustibly terminating every source of their cherished memory and the seeds of their compassionate love,

It gobbled even the most fugitive trace of their ingeniously burgeoning creativity; posing nothing else but a lifelessly diabolical wall of inexplicable misery for the remainder of their destined lifetime,

It gobbled even the most disappearing trace of their blessedly proliferating humanity; triggering an uncontrollably delirious feeling of vindication in their souls; towards the Creator for tyrannically snatching them away from their beloved kin,

It gobbled even the most feckless trace of their quintessentially emollient livelihood; permeating an irrevocable phobia in them of wholesomely discarding the things they so fervently loved; just a few seconds ago,

It gobbled even the most insipid trace of their optimistically jubilant hope; sealing every perceivable moment of their truncated destiny; with the skeletons of disastrously unending hopelessness,

It gobbled even the most fleeting trace of their enchantingly panoramic civilization; giving an altogether sinister new look; to the map of their once unflinchingly venerated motherland,

It gobbled even the most vanishing trace of their eternally righteous customs; beliefs; religions; ideals; introducing them to nothing else but an irretrievably crucifying religion of cannibalistic blood,

It gobbled even the most parsimonious trace of their invincible brotherhood and peace; rendering fathomless kilometers of their holistic land with the devilish stench of unstoppably victimizing epidemic,




It gobbled even the most inconspicuous trace of their altruistically blossoming humanity; with countless impeccable children trampling one over another; frenetically trying to identify their parents from the dead,

It gobbled even the most vacillating trace of their hunger to survive; with even the most tantalizingly royal morsels of food and currency seeming more dilapidated than the worst of lame stones; infront of their friends and beloved hedonistically killed and dead,

It gobbled even the most oblivious trace of their immortally infallible love; leaving them with a heart; vein and nostril indeed; but sinfully without the tiniest iota of beat; blood and Omnipotent breath,

It gobbled even the most obfuscated trace of their inimitably priceless identity; unsparingly demolishing limitless trajectories of their land within lightening seconds of time; burying them an infinite feet beneath their graves; before they had even time to utter their last wish or sigh,

The “Tsumani” was indeed the most ominously devastating wave that mankind had ever witnessed or ever could conceive; and although it was Nature’s untamed fury as its very uninhibited best; it spelt; demonstrated; waved and spoke death; death and just the most haplessly aggrieved form of inconsolably endless death….

©®copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. All rights reserved.
 
»Two words of love

 

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives lying by the dilapidated gutters; and
today they had blissfully mushroomed into
unconquerable monarchs of the biggest corporate
empires,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives insidiously languishing like an
inconspicuous insect; and today they had blossomed
into a bountifully beautiful flower; spreading their
stupendous redolence; to even the most remotest
corners of this devastated planet,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives stumbling incessantly even before they
could alight a single foot; and today they had
sprouted into the most impregnable kingdoms; of
unbelievably Herculean strength,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives gruesomely submerged beneath a pile of
mud and with trespassers uncouthly spitting upon their
slavering skins; and today they had fructified into an
unfathomable river of enchantingly everlasting melody,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives stagnating like insipid shit near the
morbid graveyards; and today they had bloomed into an
aristocratic empire of vibrantly unending prosperity,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives indefatigably begging on the obsolete
streets; and today they had embedded their places
irrefutably; upon the marvelously scintillating throne
of charismatic strength,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives being tyrannically lambasted by nothing
else but the most horrific of abuse; and today they
had silenced the entire Universe; with the
unsurpassable power of their royal artistry,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives suffering devastatingly cursed defeat;
and today they had triumphantly blazed through even
the most obsolete corner of hell; regally embossing
the impression of their unassailable superiority to
far and wide across this planet,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives staring into despicably despondent
nothingness; and today they had evolved a civilization
of contemporarily invincible magic; on even the
slightest of winds that they caressed,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives being an infinitesimally rotting shadow
which more often than necessary disappeared into the
corpse; and today they had added every glittering
versatility to their; astounding repertoire of vibrant
existence,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives as stray puddles of stinkingly
impoverished water; and today they had pricelessly
become the rain of vivaciously unrelenting charisma;
for every bereaved patch of scorching earth,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives in savage destruction and abhorrent
war; and today they had become the most miraculously
revered surgeons of philanthropic justice;
Omnisciently healing even the most inexplicably brutal
of wounds,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives stealing fruits from the fields to
placate their insurmountably hungry stomachs; and
today they had boundless estates of their own; in
which they uninhibitedly danced all night and day with
the biscuits of; perpetually shimmering silver,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives hopelessly sleeping by the deserted
dogs on the roads; and today they had become the most
richest organisms on this planet; with even infinite
hands proving a fraction too less to count their
majestic gold,

There were some who commenced the very first moments
of their lives being ruthlessly orphaned and kicked by
the conventionally murderous society; and today they
had incredulously procreated a township of their own;
an entrenchment in which everything reflected traces
of their poignant blood,
There were some who had commenced the very first
moments of their lives being subjected to vindictively
diabolical curses; and today they had celestially
inculcated the power to accurately prognosticate the
future of countless on their fingertips; have the
entire earth encapsulated in their impregnable shadow,

There were some who had commenced the very first
moments of their lives wailing in traumatized anguish
without their beloved; and today they had
spectacularly spun a tale of seductive romance on
every entity that confronted them; reigning supreme in
the souls of one and all; alike,

There were some who had commenced the very first
moments of their lives frantically gasping for even a
pinchful of breath; and today they had risen to that
level of unchallengable divinity; wherein the solution
to any dilemma lay fragrantly entrenched in their
mesmerizing palms,

And there were some like me; and believe me I am not
ashamed the slightest to proclaims this;
Who had come on this God’s sacred earth with not even
a penny in their penurious pockets and with two words
of love; and were profoundly proud to quit it whenever
he wanted; again still without a penny in their
penurious pockets; and with still two words of
immortal love…..


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»Tyrannized sheep

 

Woolen threads of cozy winter wear,
forming bundles of warm noodles,
interstitched to furry proportions,
tasteless and tailored to high degrees of bitter cold,
sheared with large cleavers,
from skins of fat mountain sheep,
wandering in abundance on hilly terrains,
in search of leafy shrub and small prey,
shielding freezing winds in their natural dress,
with woolen sprouts in clusters since birth,
long drooling ears, effusive bleats of denial,
gnarled teeth, stamping of feet on white ice,
diffusing chinaware of snow into fragments,
but alas! at last they succumb to brutal force,
of breathing hearts, and reasoning brains,
the most supreme form of godly creation,
with trillions of activated brain cells,
decades of smartest existence, as man,
utilizing animal comfort for human greed,
stripping them of their only defense,
to manufacture, snow white cardigans,
long spun robes with internal heat,
royal caps with woolen skin,
well spun socks with breathing pores,
flexible hand gloves deactivating chill,
embroidered scarves with sheets of wool,
and a host of winter wear, to numb cold,
nip it in its frozen buds,
with rich stripped wool of innocent sheep


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