Nikhil Parekh Poems

Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost dormitories of your brain to think of nothing else but; disdainfully decrepit and
treacherously sluggish; laziness.

Sleep. Just the very mentions of it; instantaneously triggered the innermost caverns of your brain to think of nothing else but; impotently tormented and ignominiously lecherous; dormancy.
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It was a countless times better to die this very minute; than to suffer an infinite deaths of tawdrily inconsolable isolation; an infinite times every unfurling instant of resplendently destined life,

It was a countless times better to die this very minute; than to suffer an infinite deaths of murderously ungainly abuse; an infinite times every unfurling instant of beautifully destined life,
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Clouds give birth to tantalizing droplets of rain; pacifying the murderous agony
of scorching desert sands,

Rose gives birth to stupendously ravishing fragrance; casting a spell of unconquerable happiness in those lives; deluged with horrendous despair,
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50% Vivacious; 50 % Vexed,
50 % Fresh; 50 % Feverish,
50 % Friendly; 50 % Fiend,
50 % Resplendent; 50 % Raunchy,
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The gap between the brilliantly extreme " North Pole" and supremely celestial "South Pole: " was infinite; yet you weren't perturbed even an infinitesimally ethereal iota,

The gap between blistering Sunlit " East" and desolately whimpering " West "
was infinite; yet you weren't disoriented even a clammily squelched iota,
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Success is not just; placing the roof of Everest directly into your palms,
Infact it lies in conquering the same; with untamed exhilaration in your bones; with a spirit of profuse thrill lingering all over your twinkling countenance.

Success is not just; blessing you with an ocean of gold; as you woke up from the
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Spurious are those who bombastically manipulate,
Hideous are those who barbarically cheat,
Pompous are those who capriciously brag,
Surreptitious are those who devilishly flirt,
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Even though I ran boundless kilometers on the trot; with the Sun flaming full throttle on the nimble pores of my visage,
Sleep still incorrigibly defied my eyes; even as my legs as heavy as the overwhelmingly gargantuan mountain range; inundated with acrid thorns.

Even though I indefatigably read all throughout the heart of the sultry night; with the whites of my eyes metamorphosing to an ominously venomous red,
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I was fed up of being parasitically dependant,
Not of my irrevocable weight; inevitably squelching loose chunks of soil as I walked.

I was fed up of being worthlessly pampered,
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I can give you my life; precious years of my overwhelmingly sacred existence; at the tiniest of your commands,
But I take no guarantee of my brain; an irascible volcano which devastates; at times higher than the sky; while at times embedding itself infinite kilometers beneath
the grave.
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