Nikhil Parekh Poems

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21.
Uncrowned King

Corrugated branches of live wood,
oozing bitter colored milk when sliced with axe,
sprouting from infinite spots of tree trunk,
slender, thick, long, strong,
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22.
I Had, I Dreamt, I Made

I had hands roughened with passage of time,
calcium nail coat with irregular indentation,
supple skin with pores of youthful endeavor,
fresh dark lines on palm, ruddy in complexion.
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23.
A Full Day Of Sunshine

A full day of Sunshine provides truck loads of dazzling light,
evaporating traces of imprisoned water with blemishes of grey.

a full day of Sunshine revitalizes dead nerves,
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24.
Anecdotes Of Fantasy

When i feel happy and bustling with youth,
the atmosphere sprinkled with petals of palpable emotion,
i embrace semicircular pillars of white stone with a vice like grip.
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25.
Angels Of The Sky

They floated like inflated gas balloons,
bounced to and fro between the earth and sky,
leapt from amazing height of the castle tower,
drowned deep in remote galleries of the blue ocean,
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26.
Attire

i wore spiked shoe with projecting porcupine thorn,
tread on the brittle surface of the frozen lake,
breaking the harmony of the agglutinated chunks of ice.
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27.
A Glass Of Water

I stood for marathon hours under the blistering Sun; accomplishing a battalion
of tasks with the arid breeze slapping my cheek,
When I came back home; I instantly pacified my insatiable thirst consuming a
glass of cold water.
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28.
A Writer Without A Pen

A writer without a pen; is like a dog deprived of its magnanimously furry tail,
A writer without a pen; is like the jungle woodpecker without a beak,
A writer without a pen; is like a musician without a melodious voice,
A writer without a pen; is like a cluster of fish deprived of saline water,
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29.
Before Going To Sleep

The race horse inexorably needed red radish; with succulent green leaves,
Before he could fall into a slumber; rest his tired body with paltry hours of
nocturnal sleep.
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30.
I Wanted To Flood Her Heart

I wanted to flood barren sheets of paper with infinite lines of embossed literature,
I wanted to flood the sprawling lands of desert with awesome amounts of slippery sand,
I wanted to flood the dry beds of the seasonal river with lots of fresh water,
I wanted to flood crystalline blue patches of the bald sky with diabolically grey clouds,
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