Nikhil Parekh Poems

Give me just one chance O! Omnipotent Almighty Lord; making me the richest of the richest man on this fathomless Universe; give me just one chance to be in the shoes of the richest men you've created ever since this earth was born:

And I promise you that I'd only use that wealth for granting equality to all those haplessly naked urchins; shivering under the tawdry municipality gutterpipe,
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Neither and ever infront of my very own mother; who'd borne me 9 excruciating months in her womb; compassionately safeguarding me even today; a 28 yrs later; against the most infinitesimal trace of the
devil,

Neither and ever infront of my very own father; who'd indefatigably worked round the clock; unsparingly abrading the heels of his soles against the merciless corporate tarmac; in order to lavishly attend to each of my minuscule needs,
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They indefatigably tried to win his heart; spuriously appease him by laying all the innocent flowers of this world at his perpetual feet; after barbarously plucking the same from their nimbly priceless roots,

They tirelessly tried to win his heart; worthlessly appease him by laying an ocean of impeccable animal blood at his majestic feet; after indiscriminately slaughtering countless a goat and half asleep sheep,
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Sing with them; wholesomely blending even the most insouciant of your innermost tunes; with the ecstatically mesmerizing melody of their lives,

Dance with them; matching the untamed exhilaration in their bones; step for step and with the most unabashed of fervor; under the inscrutably majestic beams of the midnight moon,
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Without him I was indeed a Sun; but without my fiery set of flamboyant rays,

Without him I was indeed a tree; but without my entire conglomerate of green leaves and resplendent petals,
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God was the colossal hive of sweet honey; while the minuscule bits of impurity in it was the gruesome devil,

God was the insurmountably ravishing eye; while the small traces of blindness in it was the ghastly devil,
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There is no tree born on this earth which does not shed its leaves; remains inundated with complete foliage even in austere autumn and tumultuous storm,

There is no pond born on this earth which does not evaporate a trifle during blistering summer; swells towards the summit of the clouds even under fiery
rays of the Sun,
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When you were exploring the mountains; think of the snow clad slopes; the colossal heights and exhilaration yet to be achieved,

When you were exploring the ocean; think of the resplendent scores of fish swimming around with uninhibited glee; the vivacious charisma of the frothy waters which struck you in boisterous tandem every minute,
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No ornaments of gold needed; to embellish my body,

No chunks of land needed; for me to tread blissfully on this earth,
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No amount of wealth was enough to appease him; the boundless dungeons impregnated with glittering gold and silver; proved to be wholesomely futile,

No amount of cloth was enough to appease him; the colossal fields of blossoming cotton; the mountain of tenacious jute lying limp in the warehouses; proved to
be gruesomely useless,
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