Nikhil Parekh Poems

Please let us sing together; flooding the dolorously sultry atmosphere; with the ingratiating passion in our voice,

Please let us smile together; enlightening the lives of our dwindling compatriots with optimistic rays of hope,
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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.
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When I rampantly sprinted on the profusely snow laden hills; I was perilously followed by monstrous avalanches of ominously freezing and coldblooded; ice,

When I merrily philandered through the mystically dense forests; I was diabolically followed by the roar of the satanically treacherous and ravenously furry; lion,
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Without your voluptuously ravishing eyelashes; the majestic unison in which they vivaciously fluttered towards my impoverished countenance,
Without your profoundly charismatic lips; the astounding replenishment that they bequeathed upon me; with their marvelous festoon of philanthropic smiles,
Without your daintily delectable feet; the mesmerizing motivation and patriotism they imparted; as I tread on every acrimoniously withering step,
Without your gregariously tantalizing belly; the insurmountable fireball of titillation it generated to each of my devastatingly beleaguered senses,
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Kissing the scarlet rose profusely; made me feel as if I was timelessly wandering in bountifully fragrant paradise; wholesomely oblivious to the uncouthly monotonous vagaries of the manipulative world outside,

Kissing the undulating waves intransigently; made me feel as if I had transited back into mischievously tangy childhood; with the ravishingly frothy salt marvelously replenishing every iota of my disastrously bedraggled countenance,
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Was it the seductively charismatic smile on your lips; that made me timelessly philander through the hills of; overwhelmingly rhapsodic happiness?

Was it the ingratiating titillation on your majestic eyelashes; that metamorphosed me into a profusely compassionate philosopher; incinerated the hurricane of untamed desire in my eyes; even in the heart of the disastrously deadened night?
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Depression; even when all the cuckoos of this Universe; boisterously chirped around me; for hours immemorial,

Depression; even when the most enchantingly tantalizing of seductresses; unfurled their umpteenth flavors of vibrant seduction; just abreast of my impoverished countenance,
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With the blessings of my mother profoundly lingering in my eyes,

With nostalgic reflections of my childhood; bearing down overwhelmingly on my heart,
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Whether my eyes were perpetually closed; or whether they indefatigably stared towards the flamboyantly sparkling Sun; for times immemorial,

Whether my palms languidly lazed under mammoth hillocks of worthless sand; or whether they articulately evolved grandiloquently exquisite artistry every unfurling minute of my destined life,
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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.
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