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»Only write poetry

 

Could the ocean ever dream of relinquishing its
majestic waves; flowing as placid as the solitary pond
spawned by the monsoons?

Could the sky ever dream of existing without its
conglomerate of puffy clouds; stare sheepishly towards
the earth like a dead canvas painted with blue?

Could the mother ever dream of killing her child;
slicing its robust meat to satisfy her gluttony?

Could the fish ever dream of living without water;
slithering miserably on ground like the venomous
snake?

Could the cow ever dream of eating thorns instead of
leafy grass; lazing in desolate solitude without
oozing even an iota of milk?

Could the elephant ever dream of running as fast as
the spotted panther; climbing up the hazel tree trunk
with the nimble ease of a bushy squirrel?

Could the desert ever dream of being enveloped with
pools of crystal water; all its shimmering and
fathomless sands drenched completely with spongy
liquid?

Could the freezing ice-cream ever dream of charring an
individual to raw soot; reducing his demeanor to
inconspicuous particles of grey ash?

Could the obnoxious river of sweat ever dream of
diffusing marvelous scent; spreading its fragrance far
and wide to every corner of the vast globe?

Could the incongruous little street fly ever dream of
sitting on the royal throne; barking orders to
soldiers and countrymen instead of sitting on rotten
fruit?

Could the intoxicating bottle of scarlet whisky ever
dream of becoming a saint; instilling godly virtues in
a person consuming it; instead of making him swoon on
the ground?

Could the stray rat ever dream of weaving immaculate
fabric; eating on the table with scintillating forks
and spoons; instead of poking its nose pertinently at
the cheese kept in the refrigerator?

Could the wife who loved her husband over and above
everything on this planet ever dream of murdering him;
slashing his veins for perfectly no rhyme or reason?

Could the ghost imprisoned deep inside the dilapidated
corpse ever dream of facing the entire army; defeating
the valiant commanders; instead of inhabiting haunted
house?

Could the honey trickling delectably from the beehive
ever dream of decimating a person; make him loose his
last breath; instead of tickling him mischievously in
his stomach?

Could the ominous beaked vampire ever dream of
instilling new life in people; benevolently helping
humanity; instead of brutally sucking gallons of blood
from the body of human?

Could the white skinned and satanic shark ever dream
of giving children a flurry of amicable smiles;
reciting to them stories of their motherland; instead
of pulverizing them to mincemeat with its knife like
jaws?

Could the Creator ever dream of destroying the entire
Universe; erasing the globe from its very rudimentary
roots; instead of imparting fresh life every
unleashing instant?

Then how the hell could you ever dream that I went to
office from the crack of every dawn; to the striking
of every midnight; when infact my mind; body and
sensitive soul; wanted to do nothing else but float in
the aisles of surreal desire; bask in the glory of the
beauty hovering around; profoundly admire and imbibe
all the beauty existing in this world; when infact all
myself created till date and still to evolve wanted to
ONLY WRITE POETRY…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Only you O! Beloved

 

For as far as my arms could stretch; extending to the most unprecedented of their capacity in free space,

For as far as my eyes could sight; opening wider than the blazing Sun,

For as far as my ears could hear; straining themselves agonizingly to decipher the most inconspicuous trace of sound; lingering for kilometers in vicinity,

For as far as my feet could run; conquering unfathomable miles of territory without buckling or flinching the slightest,

For as far as my mind could wander; perceiving even the most remotest and weirdest of things existing on this earth,

For as far as my voice could travel; expending my lungs to the most bizarre capacity,

For as far as my pen could write; inundating every barren bit of paper on this globe; with countless lines of literature,

For as far as my hands could caress; extending forward as straight as an arrow; and to fullest of their capacity,

For as far as my neck could turn; dexterously twisting itself to sight objects even behind the back,

For as far as my hair could rise; after being voraciously tickled by the mesmerizing wind,

For as far as my fantasy could continue; dreaming about delectable fairies dancing in wonderland,

For as far as my breath could reach; chiseling a tunnel replete with passionate moisture as it blew,
For as far as my stomach could inflate; as I tried to swell it after deliberately taking in volumes of free oxygen imprisoned in air,

For as far as my lips could open; after being viciously attacked by a thunderous yawn,

For as far as my fists could punch; paving their way unrelentingly to win virgin landscapes prevailing on this planet,

For as far as my memory could capture; recognizing even the most obsolete of grass sticks after a monstrous night's sleep,

And as far as my heart could beat; incorporating all the emotions that lingered in the atmosphere; as well as those beyond the Celestial heavens,
There was only one thing that I revered and loved; cared and cherished more than myself; and that was you O! beloved; Infact ONLY YOU O! BELOVED….

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

 

If you smile only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of smile; then you never smile
wholeheartedly; pathetically curbing the
compassionately fabulous sparkle; that naturally
sprouted on your poignant face,


If you dance only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of dance; then you never dance
wholeheartedly; stringently adhering to an intractably
dogged repertoire of beats and rhythms; brutally
asphyxiating the gloriously free energy radiating
uninhibitedly through each pore of your ecstatic body,


If you fight only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of fight; then you never fight
wholeheartedly; stumbling like a pack of frigidly
soggy cards in front of the salaciously enemy camp; as
you had ludicrously sold all your inherent patriotism;
to the textbooks of bizarrely insipid rigidity,


If you sing only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of singing; then you never sing
wholeheartedly; indefatigably humming only a fixed set
of cadence and music; barbarically incarcerating the
stupendously melodious melody in your blissfully
boundless throat,

If you wink only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of wink; then you never wink
wholeheartedly; trying too hard to get that
meticulously monotonous perfect closure of an eye;
savagely annihilating the untamed spirit of rhapsodic
flirtation in your; mystically spell binding
countenance,


If you dress only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of dressing; then you never dress
wholeheartedly; always making a mockery of your entire
persona; disdainfully suppressing the gorgeously
artistic temperament embracing each cranny of your
sensuously drifting skin,


If you pray only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of prayer; then you never pray
wholeheartedly; profusely enshrouded by an
inexplicable dilemma as to worship which entity on
this fathomless planet; whereas the Creator resided
bountifully in every goodness of your
philanthropically benign soul,


If you learn only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of learning; then you never learn
wholeheartedly; relentlessly trying to imbibe only
what was there in authentically printed textbooks; not
listening to the fathomless sounds of Mother Nature;
which by themselves evolved into a whole new chapter
of euphoric existence,

If you sleep only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of sleep; then you never sleep
wholeheartedly; intransigently trying to rehearse the
right combination of movement and gruesomely pitch
darkness for times immemorial; while all that your
dreary senses wanted was motionless and eternal rest,


If you donate only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of donate; then you never donate
wholeheartedly; capriciously whiling away your time in
capriciously discerning the varied denominations of
your wealth; whereas true humanity glistened
profoundly in your marvelously egalitarian heart,


If you dream only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of dream; then you never dream
wholeheartedly; measuredly fantasizing in a stubborn
set of directions; whereas the incomprehensibly
unending beauty of the immortal planet lingered around
you; to be celestially assimilated,


If you yawn only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of yawn; then you never yawn
wholeheartedly; fanatically concentrating upon the
degree curvature upto which your mouth opened;
disastrously massacring the moment to savor your
surreal laziness,

If you teach only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of teaching; then you never teach
wholeheartedly; perennially succumbing to the heinous
onslaught of the overwhelmingly bored students; as you
inexorably chanted the same guidebook; for centuries
unprecedented,


If you eat only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of eating; then you never eat
wholeheartedly; lunatically ensuring that not the
slightest morsel of food got insidiously entrapped
between your teeth; whereas your tongue uncontrollably
slavered to relish the magical flavor of an
unrestricted existence….


If you drive only to spuriously prove the dictionary
definition of driving; then you never drive
wholeheartedly; ridiculously contemplating the
explicitly precise distance between the tyre tread and
hill; abominably shunning the wonderfully panoramic
sceneries of the scintillating gorges ahead,


If you persevere only to spuriously prove the
dictionary meaning of persevere; then you never
persevere wholeheartedly; incessantly busy in
producing countless droplets of painstaking sweat on
your shriveled demeanor; whereas true perseverance lay
in unflinchingly following the innermost voices of
your soul; metamorphosing all your benevolent dreams
into an immortal reality,


If you enjoy only to spuriously prove the dictionary
meaning of enjoy; then you never enjoy wholeheartedly;
always putting baseless hurdles to your gratifying
fulfillment; not drowning yourself completely into the
river of everlasting ecstasy,

If you admire only to spuriously prove the dictionary
meaning of admire; then you never admire
wholeheartedly; being irrevocably content on sighting
the very first beautiful object that confronted you in
your way; whereas as the planet was an astounding
kaleidoscope of unbelievably unending color and
ravishing charm,


If you breathe only to spuriously prove the dictionary
meaning of breathing; then you never breathe
wholeheartedly; insanely calculating the tons of air
that entered your princely nostrils every minute;
whereas the entire atmosphere was willing to become
your exuberantly vivacious breath,


And if you live only to spuriously prove the
dictionary definition of living; then you never live
wholeheartedly; murderously refraining your heart to
beat a shade too fast or slow due to the fear of
cardiac attacks; whereas the flames of passionately
unassailable love lay a begging near your voluptuous
chest; to bestow upon you an infinite more divine
births….


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Necessity is the mother of beginning

 

Ordinarily the boy would have lazed all day on the
grassy slopes; emanating huge yawns every other
unfurling minute,
But today he ran faster than the most supreme athlete;
as the spotted panther was chasing him; ready to rip
him apart from the last bone down his spine..

Ordinarily the youngster would have played cards all
day; merrily frolicking about teasing girls strolling
on the road,
But today he perspired unrelentingly under the Sun;
worked like a bull to appease his employer and earn
money; as his father was no longer alive to feed him;
ensure that he fantasized and slept to his hearts
content.

Ordinarily the King would have purchased all that he
wanted on this earth; with the unprecedented power of
his flamboyant jewels and wealth,
But today he prayed diligently in front of the deity
to bless him with a child; a virtue that the entire
treasury of his opulence had miserably failed to
purchase.

Ordinarily the varied conglomerate of human beings
intractably refrained from talking to each other; were
supremely nonchalant of even knowing the name of who
lived beside them,
But today they slept together under the open sky;
conversed amicably with each other irrespective of
their inherent hatred; as the devastating earthquake
struck the entire city at midnight.

Ordinarily the manipulative minister would have ruined
the whole nation; replenishing his personal resources
with innocent people's money; demonstrating his theory
of 'Survival of the Fittest'; without even knowing the
tiny alphabets that constituted life,
But today he ruled the country with overwhelming
harmony and justice; as his life was under threat from
God's messiah who had descended from the sky; and if
the reins slipped while governing the province; the
reins of his life would slip forever in just fractions
of seconds.

Ordinarily every fisherman would have sat on the
shores masticating red meat and wine; as their
warehouses were inundated and overflowing with surplus
grain and honey,
But today he ventured out into the heart of swirling
ocean; audaciously leapt in the midst of the
tumultuous storm; laid his net confronting freezing
cold and a battalion of shark; as his village and kin
were starving; inevitably reeling under the aftermath
of vicious drought.

Ordinarily the housewife would have thrown the pack of
nondescript candles with utter contempt as it occupied
unnecessary space in her kitchen; replacing it with an
array of shimmering silver chains and robust cherries,
But today she incessantly prayed to God for the same;
wildly groped through the interiors of the dwelling
for that inconspicuous and condensed bundle of wax; as
the vast town was abruptly engulfed with perpetual
darkness; the stringent beams of brilliant electricity
that were once the pride of her house had snapped off
without prior notice.

Ordinarily the diminutive chick would never have
learnt to fly; feeling invincibly secure under the
compassionate warmth of her mothers belly,
But today it soared up high and handsome in the air;
kissing the cocoon of clouds as it whistled by; as its
mother hadn't returned till late evening; and the
pangs of hunger in its stomach were far more effusive
than its fear to shut its eyes and hide.

Ordinarily I would have dismissed the idea of going 9
to 9 in the office with sheer contempt and malicious
abuse; drowned in the aisles of poetic fantasy and
tantalizing desire; penning down infinite lines of
poetry sitting as a recluse in the corridors of my
cozy home,
But today I found myself smiling pretentiously in
front of my employer; obeying even the most
infinitesimal of his command; with my head sunk under
a mountain of bulky paper and chequebook; as the kicks
of the sardonic society and the paucity of funds
through the words I evolved; had driven me out of my
rosy dreamland to bear the brunt of monotonous
Business.

And ordinarily Man wouldn’t have done anything on this
earth; would have grown older just staring at the
moon; if God had given him everything on a platter;
satisfied his every need the instant he uttered them
as a faint whisper,
But today he was seen running in all quarters of the
globe; sweating and toiling under the acerbic rays of
the Sun; onerously studying under the horrendously dim
light of the night bulb; conquering astronomical peaks
with the ingenious thoughts circulating in his brain;
as his necessity to exist was his only mother of
beginning; infact the only thing that could have
metamorphosed him from a sleeping saint into one who
meditated continuously…





(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Neither could life stop death; Neither could death stop life….

 

Neither could rain stop abominably heartless drought whenever it is destined; nor could any drought in anyways put brakes upon bountifully utopian rain; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is majestically destined,

Neither could truth stop horrifically demented lies whenever it is destined; nor could any lies in anyways put brakes upon triumphantly unflinching truth; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is bounteously destined,

Neither could child birth stop bizarrely sadistic impotency whenever it is destined; nor could any impotency in anyways put brakes upon amazingly unassailable child birth; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is exuberantly destined,

Neither could the Sun stop frigidly numbing snow whenever it is destined; nor could any snow in anyways put brakes upon the Omnipotently blazing Sun; whenever it’s inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is wondrously destined,

Neither could the Lotus stop dolorously asphyxiating stench whenever it is destined; nor could any stench in anyways put brakes upon the aristocratically blossoming and redolent Lotus; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is invincibly destined,

Neither could Kingliness stop demonically beheading poverty whenever it is destined; nor could any poverty in anyways put brakes upon unsurpassably opulent Kingliness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is eternally destined,

Neither could goodness stop hedonistically murderous evil whenever it is destined; nor could any evil in anyways put brakes upon miraculously ameliorating goodness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is infallibly destined,

Neither could evolution stop manipulatively politicized monotony whenever it is destined; nor could any monotony in anyways put brakes upon freshly spell-binding evolution; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is enchantingly destined,

Neither could happiness stop inexplicably aggrieved tears whenever they’re destined; nor could any tears in anyways put brakes upon impregnably philanthropic happiness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is jubilantly destined,

Neither could perseverance stop amorphously carcinogenic spirits whenever they’re destined; nor could any spirit in anyways put brakes upon victoriously peerless perseverance; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is insuperably destined,

Neither could simplicity stop lackadaisically worthless pompousness whenever it is destined; nor could any pompousness in anyways put brakes upon celestially enamoring simplicity; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is ubiquitously destined,

Neither could Luck stop horrifically ghastly accidents whenever they’re destined; nor could any accident in anyways put brakes upon bountifully unconquerable luck; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is consummately destined,

Neither could silence stop satanically crucifying screams whenever they’re destined; nor could any scream in anyways put brakes upon magically stupefying silence; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is euphorically destined,

Neither could day stop ghoulishly plundering night whenever it is destined; nor could any night in anyways put brakes upon the perpetually winning day; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is spell-bindingly destined,

Neither could humanity stop gorily devastating war whenever it is destined; nor could any war in anyways put brakes upon everlastingly priceless and uniting humanity; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is effulgently destined,

Neither could devotion stop lividly profane infidelity whenever it is destined; nor could any infidelity in anyways put brakes upon unshakably faithful devotion; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is holistically destined,

Neither could innocence stop maliciously perilous adultery whenever it is destined; nor could any adultery in anyways put brakes upon divinely virgin innocence; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is beautifully destined,

Neither could righteousness stop deliriously febrile parasites whenever they’re destined; nor could any parasites in anyways put brakes upon truthfully blessing righteousness; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is spectacularly destined,

Neither could life stop torturously annihilating death whenever it is destined; nor could any death in anyways put brakes upon the chapters of vivaciously iridescent and immortal life; whenever its inevitable time comes by the grace of God and it is heavenly destined…

©®copyright by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Neutral

 

Neither did she grin flirtatiously towards my
countenance; winking at me intermittently to let her
playful intentions known,
Nor did she scowl in utter disdain witnessing my
facial contours; shrugging me off like a baseless
mountain of matchstick….

Neither did she languish in the astoundingly seductive
scent that wafted from my arms; clinging passionately
to my shivering persona,
Nor did she kick me ruthlessly with her feet;
prosecuting me to ash like an ungainly trespasser…

Neither did she appreciate the tunes that I
melodiously sung in the dolorous atmosphere; nodding
her head in the cadence of the alluring sound,
Nor did she push me off guard; hurtling me down the
treacherously truculent slope of the deep valley…

Neither did she stare at me as the Sun unveiled
magnificently from behind the horizons; absorbing my
untamed passion in her eyelashes,
Nor did she cast an overwhelmingly cold shoulder as
she lingered beside me; making me wholesomely
disappear in the cloud of dust which emanated when she
kicked…

Neither did she empathize with the agony that poured
from my eyes; the whirlwind of inexplicable desire
that engulfed my demeanor all night and day,
Nor did she tell her pet to lick the tears that lay
disheveled on my shadow; strangulating the breath out
of me with her dingy broomstick…

Neither did she realize the unprecedented river of
infatuation that besieged my blood; the fulminating
volcano of attraction that I harbored for her every
unleashing instant,
Nor did she neglect me like paint miserably peeling
from the walls; battering me into realms of absolute
submission…

Neither did she ever caress me with her nails; never
understanding how much I wanted to hear her whisper in
my ardent ears,
Nor did she discard me in the very instance she
sighted my rubicund lips; shunting me perpetually from
the tiniest iota of her ingenious memory…

Neither did she bond with the beats of my turbulently
pulsating heart; exploring its unfathomable
dormitories of love; which wanted to be solely her
slave,
Nor did she ever divulge any hatred for my diminutive
stature on this boundless planet; burying me infinite
feet under my corpse; when I was blissfully breathing
and alive…

And neither did she love me till the time I existed;
not comprehending the compassion in my soul to be
reborn a countless times; for being immortally hers,
And nor did she possess any intention to kill me like
an pertinently irascible mosquito; nor did she want
that I left mother earth in an incredulous hurry….

Its definitely startling; but true; God had made
several relationships like ours which were NEUTRAL;
yet unique relationships bonded by invincible threads
of humanity….


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Never ask

 

Never ask a man perpetually blind; to desiccate an
infinitesimal needle from the unfathomably colossal
haystack,

Never ask a bird withering horrendously on the ground;
to flap its brutally severed wings and fly,

Never ask a panther growling full throttle; to emanate
a melody that would transit human into a blissful
slumber,

Never ask an insatiably parasitic leech; to
magnificently heal your profusely bleeding wounds,

Never ask an abysmally sweltering desert; to quench
the agonizing flames overwhelmingly engulfing your
scorched throat,

Never ask an insurmountably barbaric butcher; to
pacify the intransigent wails of a freshly born
infant,

Never ask a horrendously broken pencil; to sketch the
most fabulously intricate corners of the Universe,

Never ask a satanically ruthless assassin; to churn
unsurpassable lines or mystically romantic poetry,

Never ask a diabolically thorny cactus; to become your
voluptuously mesmerizing mattress for the heart of the
night,

Never ask a gigantic avalanche of ice; to
compassionately ignite your pathetically dwindling and
frozen senses,
Never ask a flirtatiously capricious wink; to resolve
higher than the summit of the unconquerable cosmos,

Never ask an incomprehensibly squalid pig; to
perpetuate the dolorous atmosphere with enchanting
scent,

Never ask the clock ticking at swashbuckling speeds;
to transit back into the realms of nascent childhood,

Never ask the stalk of frigidly diminishing grass; to
stand like an invincible fortress against the most
tumultuous of storm,

Never ask the vivaciously thundering streaks of
lightening; to squeak like a kitten; camouflage in the
corridors of dormant solitude,

Never ask dungeons inundated with glittering gold; to
beg like impoverished urchins on the treacherously
deserted street,

Never ask the irrevocably dead stone; to fulminate
into rhapsodic spurts of animated laughter,

Never ask a enigmatically heartfelt poet; to function
like monotonous clockwork in the periphery of
manipulative office,

Never ask a bewitching sorceress; to philanthropically
bless humanity with the essence of uninhibited
sharing,

Never ask a newly embellished bride; to discard her
soul mate like cakes of snobbishly neglected charcoal,

And never ask the lecherously blood sucking devil; to
love; taint its immortal essence with the seed of
malice proliferating hideously in his heart…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Never ever before

 

She might be disastrously penurious; treacherously
begging with her bizarrely mutilated palms on the
solitary streets,
But the whites of her impeccably godly eyes; harbored
such vibrantly unending compassion for my diminutive
persona; that was never ever witnessed on this
gigantic earth before….

She might be tyrannically deprived; haplessly
slithering on ruthlessly cold ground without even the
most inconspicuous stroke of wonderful fortune,
But the contours of her magnanimously bountiful lips;
harbored such ebullient jubilation for my resiliently
advancing footsteps; that was never ever witnessed on
this fathomless earth before….

She might be horrendously maimed; gruesomely
victimized by unscrupulously torturous elements of the
acrimoniously conventional society,
But the resplendent festoon of her seductively
enamoring eyelashes; harbored such irrefutably
unshakable empathy for my wavering soul; that was
never ever witnessed on this boundless earth before….

She might be appallingly blinded since the very first
cry of her birth; pathetically tip-toeing at every
juncture of life; at times horrifically staggering to
coalesce with threadbare mud,
But the miraculously unflinching chords of her voice;
harbored such impregnable conviction for my
unconventionally righteous deeds; that was never ever
witnessed on this limitless earth before…

She might be disdainfully timid; a merely insipid
caricature of mercurially minuscule bones; as she
sadly stuttered at even the most inconspicuous draught
of wind,
But the Omnisciently immaculate streams of blood in
her body; harbored such affection for even the most
evanescent of my shadow; that was never ever witnessed
on this gargantuan earth before….

She might be more blacker than abominably sooty
charcoal in complexion; with every quarter of the
turgidly lambasting society; spitting on her in
sardonic nonchalance,
But the invincibly pristine aura circumventing every
part of her demeanor; harbored such astronomical
respect for my deserted countenance; that was never
ever witnessed on this mesmerizing earth before….

She might be as deaf as a stone; with the world
outside unstoppably abusing her; as they knew she
would still continue to stoically smile at their
demonish faces,
But the intricately sensuous conglomerate of veins in
her sacrosanct visage; harbored such poignancy for my
resurgently galloping stride; that was never ever
witnessed on this relentless earth before…

She might be rustically indigenous and simplistic;
with even the most capricious iota of glamour being
unsurpassable miles away from her rudimentary persona,
But the unassailable fireballs of perpetual breath in
her nostrils; harbored such indefatigable support for
each of my philanthropic mission; that was never ever
witnessed on this Herculean earth before….

And yes; she might be existing in a tumbledown shack
of frigid seaweed; right since the moment she emanated
her very first breath; during the course of being
uncouthly whipped by the inclement planet outside; and
till the last instant that she bid the earth a final
goodbye,
But the glorious river of unconquerable beats in her
heart; harbored such immortal love for my life and
beyond; that was never ever witnessed on this eclectic
earth before….






(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Never in my entire life

 

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to celestially rest; sleep still immutably refrained to
blissfully
perpetuate into my devastatingly beleaguered lids,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to scrumptiously relish; hunger just didn’t arouse an
infinitesimal
spark in my traumatically subjugated stomach,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to intrepidly clamber the mountain slopes; my feet just dwindled
into
a disheveled trash and without the tiniest of passion towards
lackadaisical
soil,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to splendidly memorize; the synchronization just didn’t happen
articulately in my bizarrely mumbled brain; with all sagaciousness
dissolving into a mayhem of meaninglessness,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to blazingly triumph; the winds of victory ran just further and
further away from me; leaving me flummoxed and licking preposterously
fetid
garbage,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to mischievously flirt; even the most inconspicuous ant in my
vicinity
sported a dreadfully sonorous look; and the broomsticks of acrimonious
monotony kicked me left; right and dead center,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to adventurously swim; even the most inanely mercurial of wave
hurled
me like a sadistically pulverized mosquito; towards the disappearing
shores,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to artistically spawn; the knots in my fingers just kept curling
tirelessly into a vindictively closed fist; into a graveyard of morbid
hopelessness,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to sensuously slither; every pore of my decrepit body started to
chant
mundane rhymes of stereotypical arithmetic; and the atmosphere around
me
evaporated itself into a ball of arid nothingness,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to astoundingly procreate; every part of my body found itself
besieged
with diabolically aggrandizing stagnation; withering into wisps of
vespered
oblivion,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to earn wealth; the atrociously sodomizing whiplashes of the
manipulatively commercial world; buried me an infinite feet beneath
soil;
although I was robustly alive,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to execute magic; each ounce of tantalizing mysticism
metamorphosed
into a lunch box of practicality around me; and the mysterious destiny
lines
on my palms started to seem like robotic squares and triangles drawn
with
bland chalk,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to wholesomely cleanse; obnoxiously irrevocable dirt still
invidiously
camouflaged my fragrant persona; at times rendering it one befitting a
dreadfully unwashed pig,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to endlessly preach; my tongue intractably stuck in the deepest
corner
of my throat; and all that came out of my mouth was ludicrous
balderdash;
which attracted every fraternity of stray dog,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to intriguingly emulate; the society around me amorphously
transited
into a state of baffling atrophy; deserting me with none to copy except
gutless air,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to mellifluously sing; it rained bombs and unprecedentedly
deafening
noise all around; making my voice seem like a mocking pin dropping in
an
ocean of uncontrollable activity,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to adapt truth; the ignominiously victimizing devil deliriously
infiltrated my conscience; with the wrath of profanely dilapidated
lies,

Countless times in my entire life I’ve experienced; that try as hard as
I
could to bountifully breathe; the fangs of wholesomely silencing death
seemed nearer and nearer to my silhouette; torturously asphyxiating me
beyond the final thresholds of redemption,






But never in my entire life have I ever felt that I wasn’t able to love
when
I’ve ardently and altruistically wanted to; with the Omnipotent Lord
Almighty transforming every tangible and intangible object in my
vicinity
into a paradise of unconquerable friendship; the very instant that I
merely
uttered it; the very instant its beats leapt uninhibitedly from my
heart…


(c) (r) copyright-2004, by nikhil parekh. all rights reserved.
 
»Never say die

 

Say that I was a coward; running faster than the speed
of white light; at the most minuscule premonition of
danger,

Say that I looked horrendously ugly; repugnantly
wading off even my reflection away from my entity,

Say that I was overwhelmingly penurious; starving to
unprecedented limits; in the realms of my dilapidated
hutment,

Say that I was oblivious of the art of love; staring
like an insane moron into bare bits of disdainfully
monotonous space,

Say that I was astronomically dirty; dissipating an
ocean of treacherous filth on every path I tread,

Say that I was an inconspicuous mosquito; a
transiently fleeting reflection which disappeared even
before it had appeared,

Say that I was salaciously lecherous parasite; sucking
blood indiscriminately from whomsoever who encountered
me in my way,

Say that I was mockingly blind in the most dazzling of
sunlight; tripping pathetically towards remote wisps
of oblivion,

Say that I was full of malevolent fantasies; wishing
insidiously evil as soon as people turned their
innocuous backs,

Say that I was insurmountably haggard; resembling a
hoarsely whimpering beggar; even in the most majestic
of my suit,

Say that I was appallingly dumb; without a voice of my
own; even though provoked beyond the point of satanic
control,

Say that I was an unscrupulous rascal; philandering
aimlessly on the streets; when in reality I toiled
even after midnight; to assimilate fodder for the
entire house,

Say that I was a diabolical assassin; rampantly
massacring innocent scalps; for frugal wads of sleazy
money,

Say that I was a replica of the preposterously fat
elephant; evoking everyone to laugh as they sighted my
erratically funny caricature,

Say that I was an acrimonious desert; without
harboring the slightest trace of love or poignant
empathy,

Say that I was a decayed stalk of shriveled mushroom;
being blown worse than a whisker; down the slopes of
the lanky mountain,

Say that I was a hideously menacing drunkard; mumbling
incoherently for times immemorial; even though I drank
nothing but pure water all my life,

Say that I was the most torturous of all husbands;
meting my personal frustration on your rubicund skin;
when infact you had incarcerated me in a blanket of
blood coated chains; since the time we had tied the
nuptial thread,

Say that I didn't know the way to live; howling like
an imbecile dog; tearing my hair in the heart of the
boisterously bustling lane,

And say anything you like O! beloved; condemning me
beyond the boundaries of incomprehensible imagination;
give me infinite deaths crucifying me with daggers of
your hatred; BUT FOR HEAVEN SAKE NEVER SAY DIE……


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