Nikhil Parekh Poems

It dangled freely from my collar; gently caressing my belly as it cascaded down,
It fluttered vivaciously in the rustic breeze; voluptuously tingling the fabric of my crisp shirt,
It rose and fell sporadically as I incessantly took wild draughts of ravishing
breeze into my lungs,
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The birds on the trees screeched hysterically; permeating the atmosphere with their shrill ringing,
Cars on the streets swerved wildly; clashing head on with the electric poles,
Children studying diligently in school; rushed out in a frenzy from the building,
Women busy chatting in shopping malls; froze in their footsteps; drowned wholesomely in the chaotic pandemonium,
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I waited ardently all night and day to imprison your tiny grace; enticing you with my balls of tangy cheese,
I inhabited the most illuminated corner of the room; so that you could sight me in profound traces of white light,
I greedily glimpsed the minuscule of your intricate movement; fervently following your diminutive silhouette like a panther on the prowl,
I surreptitiously envisaged countless strategies to torment you; inevitably opening my lid a trifle in insurmountable agony,
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He served umpteenth a dish at the bark of a crisp command; with twin pair of eyes focused dead straight towards the table,

Nimbly took a plethora of orders; from famished customers to satiate their gluttony,
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If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would wander thousands of kilometers in the day,
Driving at roaring speeds through the broad highway streets; drowned in waves of tremendous euphoria.

If my car could run on pure water instead of petrol; I would stop contemplating the cost of expensive gasoline,
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When I curled it slightly with my fingers it resembled the angular horns of the placid cow; standing up in alacrity,
Shimmering vibrantly in the sunshine; with unruly bristles of hair protruding out rampantly from umpteenth quarters.

When I combed it scrupulously with a serrated brush; it settled to perfectly commensurate proportions,
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The moment was to rejoice; to uninhibitedly forget the sorrows of a lecherously non-existent past,
The moment was to distribute sweets and cookies of all shapes and sizes; to far and distant across the fathomless living planet,
The moment was to culminate into a fountain of tantalizing freshness; with a healing spray that magically caressed even the most minutest of hearts,
The moment was to perpetuate every bit of savage blackness around; with the rays of ecstatically newborn and unfettered hope,
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For me; it was a blissful messiah; as I scribbled boundless lines of exquisitely spell binding literature; with its exotically scintillating nib,
For the butcher; it was his daily bread and butter; as he immaculately sliced hideously distorted bones and meat with its sparkling edge; to optimally gratify his endless repertoire of famished customers,
For the bird; it was an infinitesimal chunk that imparted all the holistic fortification required to her divinely nest; sequestered her innocuous siblings; from gruesomely torrential showers of; tumultuously acrimonious rain,
For the cyclist; it was his ultimate exhilaration to ebulliently lead life; as he insatiably galloped on its shimmeringly rotund strips all night and day; frolicked in the aisles of unprecedented desire; till the time he lived,
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An infinitesimal fraction accentuated was the tip of
the flamboyantly towering hill; pompously soaring
towards the Omnipotently golden Sun,
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The day swelteringly blazed in the tyranny of
unrelentingly acrimonious heat; disdainfully simmering
with abominably intolerable harshness,
While an unfathomable pearl of majestic enchantment;
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