Nikhil Parekh Poems

Life is an amalgamation of infinite emotions; perpetual happiness is just one of them,

Life is a blend of infinite scents; the fragrance of invincible success is just one of them,
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Yesterday was just a thing of the horrendously treacherous past; fading and dissipating rapidly into thin wisps of obsolete oblivion,
Lets unite in strings of perpetual harmony and compassion today; to blossom into a vibrantly optimistic and spell binding tomorrow.

Yesterday was just a thing of the diabolically heinous past; pathetically blending with insipid bits of raw ash,
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With it; descended petals of insatiable rhapsody from the sky; as the heavens opened full throttle to uninhibitedly shower blessings; upon its revered grace,

With it; there came streams of perpetual harmony cascading from the mountains; diffusing into a froth of unfathomably never ending excitement,
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I wholeheartedly agree that barbarously sinful might be all those; who ruthlessly snatch innocuous children from the sacrosanct lap of their mothers,
But irrefutably murderous are and forever will be those; who watch the entire show wholesomely unperturbed; and still had the guts to say that they were blissfully non-violent.

I wholeheartedly agree that treacherously indiscriminate might be all those; who brutally lambast the witheringly decrepit; for ostensibly not the slightest fault of theirs,
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Only the hideously corrupt and treacherously dastardly; could bawdily drift through the tunnels of; abhorrently ungainly manipulation,

Only the impeccably enchanting and innocuously righteous; could patriotically march through the tunnels of; unshakably irrefutable truth,
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When my eyes felt preposterously heavy; I majestically treated them with infernos of bountifully unparalleled empathy,

When my lips felt insurmountably heavy; I fabulously treated them with an unfathomable balm of gregariously blossoming smiles,
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If the whites of my eyes were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but the Omnipotent contours of your magnanimously disseminating face,

If my fingers were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but the charismatically eternal folds of your bountifully redolent palms,
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Some as insatiably flaming as the flamboyant Sun; dazzling into a pool of profuse brilliance as each instant unfurled into a wholesome minute,

Some as resplendently mystical as the milky moon; ecstatically weaving a tale of unfathomable enigma; on every path that they cast their spell,
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Some said that the present instant was the most rhapsodically fantastic instant; while some said that they were bountifully better of waiting for the golden rays of optimistic tomorrow,

Some said that the most exhilarating mission of their life was to kiss the peerless apogee of Everest; while some said that they found inimitable heaven sauntering amiably
on fathomlessly plain ground,
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The Sun was one of the most blazingly Omnipotent entity on this fathomless Universe; yet it never ever said that the earth which it inundated with optimistic light; was lugubriously depressed and dark,

The Rose was one of the most fragrantly spellbinding entity on this boundless Universe; yet it never ever said that the atmosphere which it perpetuated with timelessly humanitarian scent; was flagrantly rotting and obsolete,
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