Nikhil Parekh Poems

I didn't need palaces inundated with unfathomable treasuries of gold and silver; sheets of
sanctimoniously silken richness to sleep and tirelessly exist,
Home & Paradise for me was where elements of perennially blessing and fantastically unconquerable truth lived,
Home & Paradise for me was where there was rustic simplicity galore; without the most infinitesimal iota of manipulation,
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The impoverished eyes irrefutably loved it; when joyously splashed with unfathomable cisterns of overwhelmingly poignant empathy,

The disastrously impeached lips irrefutably loved it; when amiably splashed with a sky
of fathomlessly benign smiles,
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Nobody on earth could eat for you other than you yourself; in order to blissfully mollify all those thwarting pangs of hunger; which if left untreated—would render you soon into a brutally disheveled corpse,

Nobody on earth could walk for you other than you yourself; in order to magically ease the wretchedly restless energy circumventing your bored feet; as they fervently stamped earth and kissed the oncoming exuberant draughts of air,
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In order to walk; all we had to do was to coherently use our feet and march forward,

In order to write; all we had to do was to hoist the pen; and then nimbly rub its
nib against bonded paper,
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If I had a dead flower in my hand; I would plant it in the soil; for it to spread its lingering redolence; and at the same time proliferating several of its kind,

If I had a bulky sheaf of scribbled paper in my hand; I would erase all the obnoxious literature embedded; rendering the same immaculate and spotless for reuse,
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Although it stands in a pool of disdainful mud; with wild creepers camouflaging it in entirety,
The lotus still reigns supreme; due to its lingering redolence; the stupendously enamoring color of its leaves.

Although it is obliterated by a conglomerate of ominous thunder clouds; black gases whistling past it at swashbuckling speeds,
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When I heard about the tree; what I perceived was a wooden stalk embodied with
a conglomerate of dense leaves,
While it was only when I swung on its branches; did I come to realize the exuberance; as the vibrant breeze struck me in my eyes; the chirping of birds drowned me in entirety.
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If I asked you to choose from verdant landscapes of the mountain; and the
blistering flames of fire,
I am sure you would prefer to philander through the leafy foliage; relishing the scent of newly born dew-drops.
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The century old fort had fading exteriors; although it stood fortified against the mightiest of whirlwinds and storms,
While its contemporary counterparts constructed at electric speeds appeared bombastic; but collapsed like a soft pack of cards; at the slightest tremor of
the earthquake.
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Between the ominous black clouds and the earth; there lies enchanting breeze
placidly cooling the atmosphere,

Between wholesome pitch darkness and brilliant Sunlight; there lies the mesmerizing evening; passionately awaiting the night,
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