Nikhil Parekh Poems

Stretching the tendons of my brain,
To ultimate realms of high strung imagination,
Flowing from deep recesses of throbbing heart,
And dreamy lips partially opened to light,
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My mental imagery fluctuates,
As beads of sweat drip down voraciously,
Spearheads of steel stab my skin,
Plucking away huge chunks of my pristine flesh,
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Grey bristles of pointed hair,
Ruddy complexioned facial aura,
Small beads of visual apparatus,
Shrewd silhouette of pink lips,
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The crystal maze of sparkling water,
Interwoven with threads of molecular attraction,
Adhering to peripheral blocks of scarlet plastic,
With off shooting molecules,
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The cool and stupendous effect the air has,
Can never be got by poisonous nerve gas.
The exotic effect of soft blue air,
Cane never be obtained by mechanized gear.
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The vast swirl of Atlantic water,
Nefariously cold with tufts of ice,
Obdurate and strong with the passing of time,
A blend of fish and aquatic shrub,
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He walked adroitly on tight strained cotton rope,
Tied at both ends to the tallest precipice of blood stained rock.

He skydived into dark valleys of nothingness,
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My heart speaks in violent fury,
Raging over like wild white fire,
Ruling all emotions,
Holding the pointed time about,
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The vast turbulent waters have a shade of cloud blue,
Possessing strong and high rising waves,
That gives a nice and hearty feeling,
And are unable to touch the highest nail on the ceiling.
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I silently eavesdrop on my mind,
Wading past a sea of darkness,
Across rash currents of mangled thoughts,
Trying to search for cryptic clues,
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