Nikhil Parekh Poems

Cease to barbarically fight; but don't cease to profoundly admire; poignantly stare into the eyes of irrefutably holistic humanity,

Cease to treacherously rot; but don't cease to uninhibitedly swim; rhapsodically bouncing in waves of exhilarated benevolence,
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There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to distribute exuberant air; but the true challenge lies in evolving the winds of newness; out of bizarrely preposterously bits of inane nothingness,

There were an infinite ways in the modern world today to clamber the slope of the mountain; but the true challenge lies in evolving indomitably unflinching patriotism; out of grains of fecklessly infinitesimal sand obsoletely sprinkled around,
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Just 4 alphabets had the amazing power in them; to metamorphose every trace of satanically marauding evil; into a festoon of rhapsodically triumphant and unflinching righteousness,

Just 4 alphabets had the unassailable power in them; to bestow perpetual victory to even the most apocalyptically obsolete cranny of this Universe; estranged with sadistic defeat,
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A true farmer is the one who never forgets his fields; the soil in which his rudiments lie firmly embedded; even in times of uncouth dryness and arid drought,

A true scientist is the one who never forgets his plethora of ingenious inventions; the innumerable number of gifts which he had given mankind; even in times when he was brutally rejected; deserted disastrously by all transgressing beside him,
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The eyes exploded into a flurry of tears; sometimes of celestial bliss; sometimes reeling under the onslaught of hysterical agony,

The nose exploded into a stream of gruesomely sticky mucus; succeeded by violent draughts of passionate air,
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When I browsed through the pages of the sleazy magazine; all that lay there was a flurry of pretentious pictures; blended with glamorous entities displaying garish flesh,

When I browsed through the pages of the dictionary; all that lay there was infinite number of words and phrases; a mind-boggling treasury of exquisite language,
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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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