Nikhil Parekh

Freshman - 508 Points (27/08/1977 / Dehradun, India)

All Day And Night - Poem by Nikhil Parekh

The deserts waited all day and night; for fat globules
of mesmerizing rain; crystalline streams of water to
pacify their overwhelmingly parched belly,
The dog waited all day and night; for a meaty chunk of
bone; masticating the sumptuous meat to appease the
pangs of hunger thunderously knocking his tiny
stomach,
The ocean waited all day and night; for the rampant
maelstrom; swirling its vivacious waves high and
handsome towards the sky; clashing with stupendous
passion against the black chain of rocks,
The beggar waited all day and night; for that
inevitable rush of swanky cars; desperately
anticipating a flurry of shimmering coin to cascade
into his hollow bowl,
The camel waited all day and night; for a thorny shrub
to appear before its eyes; perennially rest on dry
soil; painstakingly chewing the thorns of its choice,
The shark waited all day and night; for a gigantic
ship to sail above its head; so that it could
satanically pulverize innocent flesh in its jaws;
wretchedly overturning the boat without the slightest
of thought or respite,
The valley waited all day and night; for a deafening
echo; producing an eerie sound that horrendously
jolted the entire planet,
The snow waited all day and night; for blistering
sunshine; perpetuating into streams of divinely water;
basking in the glory of compassionate warmth and
velvety grace,
The doctor waited all day and night; for the speedy
recovery of his patients; incessantly praying to the
Creator to cure them of inexplicable pain,
The lizard waited all day and night; for a festoon of
mosquitoes; greedily gobbling them with untamed relish
and unprecedented gusto,
The shoe waited all day and night; for its master to
adorn it; audaciously kick it in free space; to
generate colossal draughts of exuberant breeze,
The dungeons waited all day and night; for the most
minuscule ray of light; illuminating its dreary
caricature with astoundingly optimistic beams of
boisterous brightness,
The lips waited all day and night; for an
incomprehensibly mystical kiss; triggering waves of
vibrant euphoria in their ardently starved and pinkish
persona,
The mother bird waited all day and night; for her
innocuous cluster of eggs to hatch; the manifestation
of her very own blood to soar uninhibitedly through
the open sky,
The soldier waited all day and night; for his country
to indispensably win; penalize the perilous traitors
to the most unfathomable degree; for spreading violent
terror in his blissful territory,
The cow waited all day and night; for meadows of
bountifully green grass; slowly ambling with its
irrefutably sacrosanct form through the carpet of
sedate soil,
The bomb waited all day and night; for someone to
release its menacingly glistening pin; for it
murderously explode into a fountain of unsurpassable
devastation,
The writer waited all day and night to be ubiquitously
recognized by the world; harmoniously propagate the
essence of his work to masses far and distant on this
earth,
The dreadfully empty coffin waited all day and night;
for a person to breathe his last; occupy its interiors
as it savagely sank down to unimaginable depths
beneath soil,
And my heart waited all day and night; for the girl of
my dreams to say 'I love you'; jump infinite feet far
from its imprisoned chest; to profoundly bond with the
chords of immortal love; the chords of immortal
romance. 


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2014



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