Nikhil Parekh Poems

Wild berries fell down from the peach tree,
wide spanned eagles glided harmlessly across the moon,
menacing owl eyes stared fiendishly downward,
bushy squirrels clambered the rock with bustling fervor,
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He celestially slept in her Godly lap for marathon hours; when the brilliantly flamboyant Sun peaked full throttle in the sky,
While to be hoisted high and handsome in euphoric air; all that he had to do was; incoherently tug at the maturely bohemian fingers; of my ebulliently anticipating palms.

He boisterously suckled milk from her sacred chest; when he felt intermittently hungry; even at the most inexplicable moments of the day and all throughout the
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Watch them bounce in untamed exhilaration; boisterously clap their hands in unison as the sun shines high in the sky,

Watch them play gleefully in the mud; coating it uninhibitedly and with exuberant energy on their innocent faces,
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Infinite bodies had pathetically shriveled into
nothingness; as blistering rays of the Sun unsparingly
blazed left; right and profuse center,
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Will you be the luckiest charm of my existence; a wish of supreme fulfillment that only led to humanitarian goodness; philanthropy and selflessness- as I nimbly tread by the grace of the Creator Divine?

Will you be the vivaciously dancing butterfly of love in my garden; illuminating every dreary nerve of mine- with the charm of your poignantly exuberant flight?
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Redder than the reddest of rose was your ecstatically silken shadow; sensuously engulfed under the unparalleled flaming rays of Sun—as you gleefully scampered up the mystically barren cliff,

Redder than the reddest of rose were your voluptuously scarlet lips; profusely coated with mischievous shades of dancing scarlet; as you painstakingly devoured each ounce of the betel leaf; bit by tantalizing bit,
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Name = You could call him Allah, Bhagwan, Christ, Buddha, or an infinite forms of invincibly Omnipotent goodness.

Age= Ageless. Existing as the most pricelessly Omniscient image in the entire Universe; till even times beyond infinite infinity.
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There were several colors in this world; some were as black as the hideous reptile; while some were pearly and sparkling white,

There were several tunes in this world; some were as sweet as the nightingale; while some were as hoarse and discordant as the horse,
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It might perhaps take more than an infinite perennially blossoming trees; to make this brutally estranged earth today; a more holistically fantastic paradise to live in and blissfully exist; once again,

It might perhaps take more than an infinite tantalizingly exuberant nightingales; to make this traumatically lambasted earth today; a more symbiotically compassionate paradise to live in and beautifully exist; once again,
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For every bird gruesomely killed; he had the power to create infinite more fledglings,

For every river dried miserably to a trickle; he had the power to create infinite oceans,
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