Famous Indian Poets written award winning poems on love, friendship, war, beauty poetry.
  Records & Awards
  Contact & Network
 
  Home
  Biography & Media
  Poetry Books
  Poems
 
Thousands of Nikhil Parekh's poems on God, Peace, Love, Brotherhood, Friendship, Humanity, Environment, Anti Terror, Lovers, Life, Death - here. Click on Page Numbers below to read complete poems. Each page has 10 poems. 
 
Search Poetry :    
<< Previous   Next >>
»Sole reflection of my soul

 

How could I ever get bored even an infinitesimally
insipid iota?
When I had the perpetually golden rays of the
blistering midday Sun; filter a path of
scintillatingly righteous courage; through every
cranny of my disastrously impoverished demeanor….

How could I ever get bored even an inconspicuously
non-existent trifle?
When I had the gregariously cascading waterfalls of
enlightening froth tickle me profusely from all sides;
trigger in me an insatiably euphoric yearning; to
gallop ecstatically forward; through the fields of
mesmerizing life…

How could I ever get bored even a comically minuscule
whisker?
When I had the voluptuously rustling breeze profoundly
caress each of manipulatively besieged senses;
uninhibitedly freeing me to dance timelessly; till the
boundaries of enchanting eternity…

How could I ever get bored even a diminutively frigid
fraction?
When I had the melodiously ebullient nightingale
singing right on my shoulder; profusely infiltrating
resplendent rays of hope; into my vindictively cold
blooded existence…

How could I ever get bored even a capriciously tiny
speck?
When I had the divinely blooming flowers spinning a
web of majestically astounding artistry all across my
gruesomely bereaved senses; tirelessly drifting me
towards an unfathomable ocean of blissful scent….

How could I ever get bored even a parsimoniously
mercurial bit?
When I had the unfathomable caravan of boisterously
buzzing bees incessantly enshrouding my lifelessly
stoical facial contours; inundate my mockingly dreary
survival with unprecedented enthrallment and tingling
sweetness…

How could I ever get bored even a lackadaisically
lackluster inch?
When I had the fascinatingly ingratiating Moon shimmer
gorgeously on my despondently disheveled flesh;
seductively caress me with unsurpassable fireballs of
magnificently silken delight….

How could I ever get bored even a languidly
inarticulate centimeter?
When I had tantalizingly green meadows nestled with
exotic dew drops to rampantly roll in; expunge each
horrendously frustrated ingredient from my despairing
blood; to handsomely blend with the stupendously
reinvigorating soil….

How could I ever get bored even a ghoulishly
asphyxiated bit?
When I had intransigently aristocratic carpets of
breath embracing my savagely extinguishing nostrils;
irrefutably propelling me each instant to
unflinchingly disseminate the patriotic river of
truth; in every corner of this gigantic earth….

And how could I ever get bored even a trivially
transient second?
When I had your immortally unassailable love
perennially romancing with my nervously fluttering
heartbeats; when I had your marvelously humanitarian
shadow; which had unconquerably become the sole
reflection of my soul….
 
»Solely an immortal mother

 

Some called her a tantalizing seductress; philandering
uninhibitedly through the inscrutably rustling
forests,

Some called her an angel having just descended from
the sky; bountifully pacifying even the most
traumatically agonized senses; with the stupendous
charisma in her voice,

Some called her a poignantly tangy wave; profusely
enlightening the gruesomely pallid atmosphere around;
with the incredulous euphoria in her ravishing stride,

Some called her an unfathomably enigmatic wind; that
mystically tingled countless of impoverished souls; in
the heavenly swirl of her compassionately diffusing
breath,

But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother;
feeding it with celestial granaries of impeccable
milk; and loads of overwhelmingly silken warmth….



Some called her a gloriously alluring pack of
metamorphosing cards; enthusing boundless with the
magic in her triumphant smile,

Some called her an insurmountably nubile vixen;
voraciously drowning even the most lecherously
monotonous; in an untamed thunderbolt of never ending
raw desire,

Some called her a fabulously evading mirage;
captivating even the most insensitively alien; in the
ingratiating aroma that lingered incomprehensibly
around each of her vivacious senses,

Some called her an unsurpassable carpet of marvelously
scarlet roses; profoundly illuminating every dwindling
path that she tread on; with the philanthropic
divinity enshrouding her immaculate conscience,

But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother;
cuddling its tuft of innocuously heavenly hair
indefatigably throughout the day; sequestering it from
the even most infinitesimal of evil every moment of
the disastrously horrendous night….



Some called her an unparalleled magician;
metamorphosing every shattered heart that she
caressed; into an enthralling paradise which kissed
the realms of eternity,

Some called her an irrefutably bestowing fairy
Goddess; fulfilling every wish of the despicably
shivering and miserably penurious,

Some called her an exuberantly swimming mermaid;
deluging the invidiously pathetic gloom around; with
her unbelievably enamoring charisma and tinkling
footsteps,

Some called her a panacea for even the most
devastatingly debilitated disease; impregnably finding
reprieve under nothing else on this planet; but her
magnanimously showering palms,

But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother;
sacrificing everything in her life; to witness it
eternally blossom into the most invincibly unflinching
entity alive…


Some called her a fantasy come true for all births;
tickling the most inner most dormitories of the
ludicrously bedraggled mind; with optimistic hope and
intrepidly soaring adventure,

Some called her a neverending heartthrob; royally
making them feel the most opulent organisms ever
alive; as they perpetually bonded with her
flamboyantly pulsating festoon of rhythmic beats,

Some called her a gorgeously blissful experience;
rejuvenating their obsoletely remorseful blood; with
the unconquerable exhilaration of life,

Some called her reflection that triggered fathomless
whirlpools of insatiable yearning; coining a whole new
chapter of mesmerizing existence,

But for her baby; she was solely an immortal mother;
keeping it incessantly close to her womb; bequeathing
upon it all the tenacity in this world to survive;
even after she veritably died….
 
»SOLELY ARDENT WINNERS…

 

Hatred Vs Hatred. Both of them deliriously lost; apart from them being the most haplessly growling failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; unrelentingly roamed in the lavatories of the hideously asphyxiating devil.

Prejudice Vs Prejudice. Both of them flagrantly lost; apart from them being the most vindictively gruesome failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; barbarously tortured every conceivable pore of their bodies with the sword of the salacious devil.

War Vs War. Both of them devastatingly lost; apart from them being the most truculently ghoulish failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; licked the boots of the atrociously cannibalistic devil; clean of the last iota of grime.

Lies Vs Lies. Both of them pathetically lost; apart from them being the most derogatorily tyrannical failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; wholeheartedly let the parasitic devil shoot them right in the whites of their innocuous eyes.

Chauvinism Vs Chauvinism. Both of them bawdily lost; apart from them being the most diabolically disoriented failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; immutably followed the sacrilegiously inane footsteps of the devil; till infinite infinity.

Infertility Vs Infertility. Both of them horrendously lost; apart from them being the most tawdrily disgruntled failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; hopelessly invited the raunchily plundering devil; right into the heart of their compassionate nocturnal quilt.
Crime Vs Crime. Both of them ridiculously lost; apart from them being the most preposterously dastardly failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; inevitably deteriorated into the despicably marauding fists of the rebuking devil.

Terrorism Vs Terrorism. Both of them egregiously lost; apart from them being the most ominously maiming failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; were inexorably gobbled by the shadow of the remorsefully sulking devil.

Perversion Vs Perversion. Both of them heartlessly lost; apart from them being the most sadistically silencing failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; lost even the most infinitesimal iota of their blissful senses; to the lethally massacring devil.

Extinction Vs Extinction. Both of them deplorably lost; apart from them being the most incomprehensibly victimizing failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; intransigently sniffed the rancid stench of the loquaciously foolhardy devil for times immemorial.

Blackness Vs Blackness. Both of them maliciously lost; apart from them being the most satanically glaring failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; got brutally kicked in their hindsides; by the torturously jinxed devil.

Infidelity Vs Infidelity. Both of them malevolently lost; apart from them being the most profanely bemoaning failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; got indiscriminately chopped to inconspicuous mincemeat; by the uncontrollably maniacal devil.

Inhumanity Vs Inhumanity. Both of them treacherously lost; apart from them being the most lugubriously goddamned failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; were bitten to lividly harried oblivion; by the inconsolably rabid devil.

Rape Vs Rape. Both of them vapidly lost; apart from them being the most bizarrely shameful failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; suffered perennial imprisonment in the coffins of hell; where the unabashedly cruel devil reigned supreme.

Cowardliness Vs Cowardliness. Both of them indefinitely lost; apart from them being the most garrulously dislocated failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; irrevocably drowned in the ocean of the tyrannically lambasting devil; forever and ever and ever.

Madness Vs Madness. Both of them disconsolately lost; apart from them being the most inexplicably demented failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; incorrigibly clung to the non-existently impotent caricature of the devil; like a freshly born eunuch.

Monotony Vs Monotony. Both of them miserably lost; apart from them being the most cynically dissolving failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; indispensably wailed the tunes of the licentiously lamenting devil; till even beyond the very last breath of their lives.

Politics Vs Politics. Both of them dolorously lost; apart from them being the most vituperatively intolerable failures in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; were left absolutely free; in the graveyard of the savagely crucifying devil.

Whilst Love Vs Love. Both of them were the solely ardent winners; apart from them being the most pricelessly Omnipotent magicians in their very own individual selves. And to top that; those who dared compare them; perpetually transcended and consecrated the definition of the word “Comparison”; perpetually resided in the heavenly lap of the Omnipresent Almighty Lord.


©®copyright-2005, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Solely Mine

 

I insatiably loved the fragrance of the ingratiatingly ebullient rose;
however after an instant soon realized that the same was also loved as
much;
by an infinite more of my diminutively penurious kind,

I ardently loved the euphorically uninhibited chirp of the celestial
nightingale; however after an instant soon realized that the same was
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my treacherously tottering kind,

I insurmountably loved the mystically inscrutable rustle of the vivid
forests; however after an instant soon realized that the same was also
loved
as much; by an infinite more of my disastrously staggering kind,

I unsurpassably loved the effulgently undulating waves of the untamed
sea;
however after an instant soon realized that the same were also loved as
much; by an infinite more of my ethereally obsolete kind,

I limitlessly loved the unflinchingly blazing patriotism of the
peerless
soldiers; however after an instant soon realized that the same was also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my remotely disappearing kind,

I eternally loved the corridors of resplendently untainted and majestic
paradise; however after an instant soon realized that the same were
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my preposterously slavering kind,

I unconditionally loved the first showers of Omnipotently mitigating
rain;
however after an instant soon realized that the same were also loved as
much; by an infinite more of my horrifically thirsty kind,

I tirelessly loved the vivaciously effervescent rainbow in fathomless
sky;
however after an instant soon realized that the same was also loved as
much;
by an infinite more of my monotonously decrepit kind,

I relentlessly loved the indomitably towering apogees of the intrepidly
glorious mountain; however after an instant soon realized that the same
were
also loved as much; by an infinite more of my ludicrously dastardly
kind,

I irrevocably loved the Omnisciently nascent sparkle of victorious
dawn;
however after an instant soon realized that the same was also loved as
much;
by an infinite more of my abjectly depressed kind,

I immutably loved the quintessentially heavenly droplets of the
sacrosanct
cow’s milk; however after an instant soon realized that the same was
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my vindictively diseased kind,

I intransigently loved the blissfully cavorting terrain of the pristine
countryside; however after an instant soon realized that the same was
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my remorsefully subservient kind,

I endlessly loved the impeccably shimmering stars in the heart of
blackened
midnight; however after an instant soon realized that the same were
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my dreadfully decaying kind,

I unconquerably loved even the tiniest innuendo’s of magnificently
burgeoning freshness and innovation; however after an instant soon
realized
that the same were also loved as much; by an infinite more of my
manipulatively usurped kind,

I selflessly loved all those horrendously bereaved and torturously
lambasted; however after an instant soon realized that the same were
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my mercurial Samaritan kind,

I irretrievably loved the timelessly panoramic valleys and their
exhilarating echoes; however after an instant soon realized that the
same
were also loved as much; by an infinite more of my brutally emaciated
kind,

I unequivocally loved the fabulously unfettered birds royally soaring
in the
cosmos; however after an instant soon realized that the same were also
loved
as much; by an infinite more of my unceremoniously incarcerated kind,

I unfathomably loved Medieval heritage and anecdotes of handsome
Kinsmanship; however after an instant soon realized that the same was
also
loved as much; by an infinite more of my surreally discovering kind,

I intractably loved irrefutably righteous breath; happiness and
perennially
bestowing life; however after an instant soon realized that the same
were
also loved as much; by an infinite more of my boundlessly greedy kind,

And I immortally loved the redolently blossoming girl next door; but
although after realizing an instant later that the same was also loved
as
much; by an infinite more of my forlornly isolated kind; I could for
the
first time in my life see that the love wonderfully spawning in each
beat of
her unassailable heart was solely for me; wanted to insuperably
imprison
only me; was forever of none other xyz’s but solely mine…
 
»Solely on the beats of immortal love

 

My lips could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical lipstick;
my
heart perpetually lived this fathomlessly enchanting Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally unassailable love,

My eyes could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical glasses; my
heart perennially lived this boundlessly burgeoning Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally unshakable love,

My stomach could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical food; my
heart timelessly lived this countlessly iridescent Universe and even
beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally triumphant love,

My hair could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical oil; my
heart
tirelessly lived this spell bindingly victorious Universe and even
beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally unceasing love,

My throat could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical water; my
heart inexhaustibly lived this limitlessly eclectic Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally humanitarian love,

My teeth could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical
toothpaste; my
heart unstoppably lived this fragrantly artistic Universe and even
beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally invincible love,

My ears could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical earrings;
my
heart unlimitedly lived this magnetically enamoring Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally emollient love,

My tongue could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical taste; my
heart unceasingly lived this handsomely regale Universe and even
beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally altruistic love,

My fingers could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical pens; my
heart continuously lived this royally fantastic Universe and even
beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally magnetic love,

My skin could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical cream; my
heart
untiringly lived this magically silken Universe and even beyond; solely
on
the beats of Immortally Omnipotent love,

My bones could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical calcium;
my
heart indefatigably lived this effulgently euphoric Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally Omniscient love,

My brain could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical
arithmetic; my
heart interminably lived this gloriously sensuous Universe and even
beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally redolent love,

My eyelashes could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical
mascara; my
heart never-endingly lived this unbreakably symbiotic Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally priceless love,

My armpits could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical perfume;
my
heart unfalteringly lived this synergistically eternal Universe and
even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally infallible love,

My spine could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical sponge; my
heart unflaggingly lived this ebulliently fructifying Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally intrepid love,

My wrists could perhaps survive quintessentially practical watch; my
heart
incessantly lived this spectacularly spawning Universe and even beyond;
solely on the beats of Immortally blessed love,

My feet could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical shoes; my
heart
non-stop lived this brilliantly unerring Universe and even beyond;
solely on
the beats of Immortally insuperable love,

My barren skin could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical
cloth; my
heart immeasurably lived this celestially bestowing Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally uniting love,

And my nostrils could perhaps survive on quintessentially practical
oxygen;
my heart indefinitely lived this ecstatically vibrant Universe and even
beyond; solely on the beats of Immortally Omnipresent love….
 
»Solitariness….

 

Some married for just insatiable financial gain; profoundly exploiting every ounce of the unending wealth of their girl; to replenish each of their desire with everlasting mountains of silver and glittering gold,

Some married for just timelessly proliferating their dying kin; so that the sensuous freshness of two bodies; paved the way forward for many a more civilization; of their own blood,

Some married for just wholesome and uninterrupted obsession; chasing even the most infinitesimal desire of their girl to the most unprecedented limits; listening to nothing else but the subtlest of her whispers; on this gigantic planet,

Some married for just uncannily enthralling recreation; sighting an unfathomable cistern of newness in their girl’s face; everytime they needed to refresh themselves from the tyranny of the manipulative corporate world,

Some married for just blissfully mollifying fulfillment; catapulting to the absolute realms of seventh heaven; as each impoverished pore of two bodies met; in a thunderously untamed unison,

Some married for just celestial recuperation; splendidly healing the most inexplicable wounds of their past with the unconquerable melody in their girl’s voice; the magical tunes of inspiration that she sang in their bereaved ears,

Some married for just spurious societal status; so that they had a sanctimoniously doll like feminine partner hand in hand with them; at every cocktail and political toast; that they had to attend,

Some married for just a perfectly meticulous housekeeper; so that the Spartan hands of their girl forever exonerated those invisible cobwebs and untidiness; gave them the most astoundingly organized life that they’d always dreamt,

Some married for just wondrous psychological healing; so that their medically trained girl; slowly and slowly unwinded the disastrously mangled nerves of their brain; to make them overcome their baseless fears; and then rise like the rock of Gibraltar to face any damned obstacle on earth,

Some married for just appeasing their perennially starved bowels; with their girl who was an absolute blessing from the heavens; tantalizing the most dwindling of their taste buds; with the aroma of an infinite new dishes and recipes that she cooked every enlightening dawn,

Some married for just mere companionship; as all they wanted from the chapter of robotic life; was a girl who could triumphantly break their corpses of mundane solitariness,

Some married for just releasing the animal within; utilizing the robust flesh of their girl whenever uncontrolled demonic desire arose; and then disposing her off like pieces of invisible shit,

Some married for just an exposure to the opposite sex; after confining almost every single routine day of their treacherous lives; within the precincts of home; school; college and office,

Some married for just appeasing countless other members of close kin; placating the unsurpassably frazzled nerves of perennially worrying mothers and staunch grandmothers; by tying the thread with the girl of their choice,

Some married for just unrelenting domination; wherein their girl never ever raised her eyebrows even once; though subjected to their infinite acts of dastardly chauvinism; their tyrannical outbursts of thwarted masculine strength,

Some married for just the dungeons of esoteric perversion; ruthlessly implementing the most sadistic of their fantasies upon their girl; in the most blackened and whipping corners of this earth; far away from the tiniest scent of living kind,

Some married for just emotional security; seeking a perpetual shoulder to lean upon and indefatigably cry—the unending list of their listlessly wastrel and livid idiosyncrasies,

Some married for just true and passionate love; paying a deaf ear to even the most inconsolably deplorable abuses of the conventional society; rising as the most powerful force on earth for a humanitarian cause with their girl; at the footsteps of the Lord,

Whilst I feel that I married my girl—only to be forever cursed by a spell of undyingly asphyxiating and murderously abominable “Solitariness”….

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. by nikhil parekh.
 
»Solely in your immortal heart

 

When I sighted my face in the astoundingly
scintillating mirror; it appeared stringently
harmonious and well defined; although I soon became
an obsoletely hazy blur of inconspicuous dust; as the
Sun commenced on its expedition beyond the remorseful
horizons,
While it was solely in your irrefutably immaculate
eyes; that I profoundly radiated into sparkling
newness; in the wholesomely gregarious; and spell
binding fragrance of vivaciously bountiful life…


When I sighted my face in the overwhelmingly
crystalline mirror; it appeared magically synchronized
and pragmatically proper; although I soon became a
wisp of disastrously non-existent oblivion; when
flying stones shattered the glass into a countless
fragments of infinitesimal ash,
While it was solely in your unflinchingly melodious
and intrepid voice; that I unassailably confronted
even the most treacherously acrimonious impediments of
existence; became an eternally gratifying song;
mystically blending with the gloriously divine….


When I sighted my face in the astronomically white
mirror; it appeared monotonously routine as usual;
with each contour radiating as explicitly as the
Creator had evolved it; although I soon became a
capriciously fleeting mirage as murderously diabolical
shadows of the night took a vicious stranglehold of
the flamingly sweltering day,
While it was solely in your poignantly crimson and
philanthropic blood; that I embraced all humanity
irrespective of caste; creed; and bombastic color; in
threads of vibrantly unending compassion; and alike…


When I sighted my face in the magnificently polished
mirror; it appeared a normal human caricature with
lots of emphatic protrusions; although I soon
disappeared into realms of dilapidated remoteness; as
someone threw a pail of water upon the artificial
glass,
While it was solely in your voluptuously seductive
whispers; that I unrelentingly explored the
unparalleled mysticism of vividly blissful survival;
felt like the most blessed organism on this Universe;
holistically alive…


When I sighted my face in the unfathomably glittering
mirror; it reflected back an astoundingly exact
replica of my very own self; although I soon became an
infinitesimally insipid worm slithering under the
corpse; as the flamboyant Sunrays played mischievous
games of hide and seek with the petrified glass,
While it was solely in the inscrutably royal lines of
your Omnipotent palms; that I discovered my true
identity; bloomed into a fathomless more ecstatic
lives; of profusely symbiotic prosperity….


When I sighted my face in the scrupulously oiled and
lanky mirror; it depicted an amazingly similar posture
of my persona in the umpteenth ways that I maneuvered
it; although I soon became a sheet of nonchalant
nothingness; as rambunctiously unruly children
engulfed it with coarse blankets from all sides,
While it was solely in your miraculously heavenly
stride; that I found an intrepidly new spirit to
survive; marvelously romance with all the
unsurpassably ravishing resplendence suspended in the
atmosphere….


When I sighted my face in the mechanically proficient
and candidly transparent mirror; it incredulously
portrayed every element of my countenance as the Lord
had created it; although I soon became a puff of
ominously pathetic smoke; as vicious fighter jets
heinously bombarded the; ingratiating atmosphere,
While it was solely in your rhapsodically tantalizing
cheeks; that I irrefutably towered over the entire
planet as an unconquerably embellished prince; lived
life to the very fullest and ultimate of its
exhilarating capacity….


When I sighted my face in the dazzling trajectory of
the gigantic mirror; it marvelously highlighted every
visible cranny of my visage to spell binding
perfection; although I soon became a ludicrously slain
martyr; as belligerent soldiers trampled the glass to
domains beyond veritable recognition,
While it was solely in your majestically titillating
breath; that I celestially culminated into the fruits
of an eternally tranquil creation; unequivocally
bonding with my comrades in inexplicable misery and
ebulliently bouncing; alike…..

And when I sighted my face in the opalescent expanse
of the rustically enamoring mirror; it prudently
emanated the same effulgence as that splendidly
encapsulating my caricature; although I soon became a
lecherously unknown piece of forlorn string; as the
fleet of ungainly urchins spat condemningly on the
sizzling glass,
While it was solely in your immortally passionate and
invincible heart; that I found the most perennially
quenching love of my life; embarked on the most benign
mission of live and let live; of course with your
Omniscient blessings perpetually by my side…
 
»Something that pours from the heart

 

Poetry is something as mystical as the mountains;
shimmering majestically on the rivers in diffused
beams of brilliant sunshine,

Poetry is something as astonishing as the glittering
gold biscuits entrenched deep beneath earth; emanating
a profound glow that blended poignantly with the
atmosphere,

Poetry is something as ingratiating as the hissing
serpent; deluging the morbid ambience around with
overwhelming exhilaration,

Poetry is something as ravishing as the blossoming
petals of rubicund rose; wafting its essence
ubiquitously through all continents of this colossal
Universe,

Poetry is something as grandiloquent as the
incredulously embellished castle; offering an abode to
anyone afflicted by inexplicable distress,

Poetry is something as vivacious as the magnificently
swirling ocean; with each of its tangy waves
fulminating into a blanket of pungent froth,

Poetry is something as magnanimous as the clouds;
which bless the parched soil and ground with
torrential showers of mesmerizing rain,

Poetry is something as resplendent as the fathomless
rainbow; dissipating into vibrant shades of
magnificently animated color,

Poetry is something as exuberant as the cheekily
dancing peacock; incarcerating millions in its
stupendously enamoring swirl,

Poetry is something as innocuous as the new born
infant; touching the hearts of even the most
diabolical with irrefutable ardor,

Poetry is something as soft as voluptuously woven pure
silk; exquisitely binding every religion prevalent on
this planet,

Poetry is something as ingenious as the bubbling buds
of mushroom; evolving into celestial sprouts of
wonderful white,

Poetry is something as invincible as immortal love;
not bound by any spurious intricacy of the monotonous
outside world,

Poetry is something as flamboyant as the fiery Sun;
diffusing its sweltering rays to stringently sizzle
even the tiniest nook and cranny of this globe,

Poetry is something as sweet as delectable crusts of
brown chocolate; arousing the most dormantly dead
senses in the body, with unprecedented amounts of
rejuvenated vigor,

Poetry is something as exotic as the alluring dancers
nimble footsteps; that keep reverberating for times
immemorial; even after she relinquished to perform,

Poetry is something as sacrosanct as the holistic cows
pearly milk; paving a path of impeccable truth in
whosoever who fervently witnesses it,

Poetry is something as thunderous as the cyclonic
sandstorm; which swept incessantly with passionate
strokes every day across the boundlessly barren
deserts,

Poetry is as swarming as the rambunctious beehives;
occupied by countless bees indefatigably busy in
spinning tons of golden honey,

And for me poetry is entirely independent of rhyme;
meter; structure; mending; tailoring; crisping;
written in the most incredulous forms possible;
irrespective of age; language; caste; creed or race;
O! yes poetry for me is SOMETHING THAT POURS DIRECTLY
FROM THE HEART…..
 
»Sometimes

 

Sometimes more tender than a new born child;
nostalgically remembering those moments when it was
just born,
Sometimes as ferocious as thunderbolts of lightening
in the sky; capsizing everyone around; in the
tumultuous agony of its insatiable desire….

Sometimes more mystical than the dungeons infinite
feet beneath obdurate soil; harboring a festoon of
secrets impossible to comprehend,
Sometimes as candid as a mirror; blurting out its
innermost of feelings like a parrot on a talking
spree….

Sometimes more colorful than the resplendent rainbow
in the cosmos; disseminating its myriad of boundless
colors to every entity on this planet,
Sometimes as dolorous as the dying soul; painstakingly
withering away towards its inevitably horrendous
grave…

Sometimes more blistering than the fulminating
volcano; casting its enchanting spell on every
philanthropic being on this globe,
Sometimes as cowardly as the worm; disappearing into
its diminutive den; as the slightest insinuation of
fading light….

Sometimes more fast than the cyclonic whirlwind;
instilling a wave of ebullient euphoria in every
pathetically diminishing body,
Sometimes as reticent as the infinitesimally silent
whisper; which even it didn’t posses the capacity to
hear…..

Sometimes more fathomless than the entire richness of
this world; sharing its priceless forms with all who
badly needed it,
Sometimes as slithering miserly in the caves of
nothingness; begging for mercy; to whomsoever who came
its way….

Sometimes more invincible than the most ultimate point
of existence; sequestering the righteous from each
conceivable acrimonious storm,
Sometimes as collapsing like a pack of burnt cards;
even before the wind blew a trifle its way….

Sometimes more divinely than the Creator who evolved
it; incarcerating all the mesmerizing beauty of this
planet in its inner most core,
Sometimes as dastardly as the diabolical devil;
advancing menacingly towards the destruction of living
kind….

O! yes the HUMAN HEART, was Sometimes more passionate
than the gift called life; perpetually bonding those
who loved each other for immortal times,
While Sometimes as treacherous as the satanic
scorpion; betraying its own beats; which it once upon
a time irrefutably adored….

 
 
»Somewhere

 

SOMEWHERE IN THE boundless stacks of golden hay; there lies incorporated an intricately pointed needle,

Somewhere in the sprawling fields of wild creepers; there exists the poignantly scented rose,

Somewhere in the enormous barrels of lethal poison; there lies impregnated; frugal pinches of profoundly sweet honey,

Somewhere in the arid land of the colossal desert; there lies a shimmering pool of slippery oasis,

Somewhere in the ominous castle with dilapidated interiors; there lives the mesmerizing and celestial fairy,

Somewhere in bland chunks of food; there lies embedded parsimonious fillings of piquant salt,

Somewhere in the vast expanse of black charcoal board; there lies embodied conspicuous lines of white chalk,

Somewhere in the midst of the mammoth ocean; there exists the preposterously huge whale,

Somewhere in the conglomerate of disdainfully dusty stones; there lies encapsulated the lustrous white pearl,

Somewhere in the field of hideously snaring reptiles; there exists an fur skinned innocuous rabbit,

Somewhere in the assemblage of utensils producing a discordantly clanging noise; there exists a perpetually silent pigeon feather,

Somewhere in the disheveled heap of blotted cloth; there lies a garment of impeccable and glistening silk,
Somewhere in the mangles debris of blistering lava; there exists a ravishingly cool spring of crystalline water,

Somewhere amidst the ensemble of dead bodies incarcerated in stone coffins; there exists sporadic incidences of fresh life,

Somewhere in the midst of bedraggled urchins incessantly begging for alms; there lives a jeweled prince,

Somewhere in the smoldering ashes of crackling fire; there exists the newly born child,

Somewhere in the thick of intense corruption; abysmal incidences of unsurpassable lechery; there exists a solitarily honest man,

Somewhere in gruesome darkness for a million kilometers in the jungle; there exists a minuscule beam of stringent light,

Somewhere amidst a consortium of satanic devils trying to destroy the earth; there exists the omniscient creator,

And somewhere in this mundane world; with blood sucking individuals inhabiting every nook and cranny; there exists an unbiased girl who can love me like no one else ever did; making me feel every unfurling minute that I was alive.
 
 
<< Previous   Next >>